Can't stop the medicine

The following story is difficult but not miserable. Qingyue and Baimao, who had no place to stay in Wuzhou, went through many twists and turns and smuggled here--Holy Star and Kongzhou.

In the end, as an unclaimed orphan, he was placed in this orphanage called [Orphanage].

Afterwards, Qingyue recounted some bits and pieces of what he had learned about the world, and Ren Xiaoyao memorized them one by one in his mind, and tried his best to digest and assimilate them.

"After you reach the fifth floor of the foundation-building chapter of "Qingxuan Yiqi", you can sense other practitioners." After telling his story calmly like playing a tape, Qingyue bent his eyes and smiled, and continued: "About two About a month ago, I vaguely sensed your existence. I wanted to wait for a few more years of practice to find you, but I didn't expect you to come here by yourself."

Ren Xiaoyao just felt helpless, you really overestimated me, do you think I looked like I was found by myself?

The night in the orphanage is always very quiet, like a lark that has been dumbed down by poison, killing all the children's laughter in the darkness of drowning.

The automatic sensor faucet that has been in disrepair for a long time is dripping water, and the beaded transparent water drops on the bottom of the dark gray sink, persistently digging deeper into the soft small depressions that have been smashed.

"It's very dangerous here." Qingyue said abruptly, holding Ren Xiaoyao's arm tightly.It was like dropping a pebble on a calm and sparkling lake, with a bang, the triangular heart of the grass carp in the river trembled.

Touching Qingyue's face with his fleshy little hand with dimples on each finger, Ren Xiaoyao told Qingyue with his eyes that he knew.

Look, where is this?This is an orphanage!

Printed on the coordinates of the future interstellar age, an orphanage without caretakers.

The lonely and helpless children were sent here one by one with their shadows hanging. A big iron gate separated the inside and outside into two different worlds.

Inside the iron gate is a dilapidated building with peeling paint. The gray and white walls are wrinkled, as if the bones of the body have been covered with wrinkles for a long time.In order to save costs, the cold room has no windows installed, and the cold white light is colder than the moonlight all day long.

The children here live on a regular and rationed supply of a little rice cereal every day. Years of malnutrition and lack of sunlight, the faces of the children are like the new shoots of potatoes stored in the cellar[Note 1], with blue and white belts Purple, like a consumptive ghost who is dying.

Outside the iron gate, there are all the beautiful things that have never been and will not be inside the iron gate.

But the children here, even though they know that the outside world is a world of feasting and debauchery, no one tries to take a step out of the iron gate.

Because human beings are animals that are restricted by the environment[Note 2], when children learn how to survive in the orphanage, they set the orphanage as their own safe zone.

Once they step through the iron gate of the orphanage, it means that the children have left their own safety zone. Losing their sense of security, they will frantically flee back to their comfortable caves like rabbits hunted by eagles.

The children were soaked in the darkness of the orphanage for a long time, and they were also stained with evil and gloomy gray.After all, it is the lotus that emerges from the mud but not the human being.Human beings are easily influenced.

In the orphanage, a safe zone exclusively for children, they are the kings here, bloodthirsty wolves.

The supplies that are sent over occasionally are the target of all the children's competition. They don't care about bleeding, let alone causing other people to bleed.Compared with the quilts that can help them survive the cold winter, the minced meat that can improve their meals, and the ointment that can heal their injuries, blood is just the price that must be paid.

It's like you need to spend money to buy things, and you need to poop when you eat. They are all natural and inevitable causes and effects.

Qingyue turned her face to the side, her dry and flaky lips fell on Ren Xiaoyao's fingertips with the unique coolness of the orphanage - it was a feathery, almost weightless kiss.

"I will protect you..." Qingyue said softly, "Just like you protected me in your previous life."

Qingyue is cold as ice, Qingyue is not good at words, and Qingyue is emotionally weak, but Qingyue is a good person!

At least, Ren Xiaoyao thought so.

While thinking about Qingyue, Ren Xiaoyao was also thinking about how they could climb out of the quagmire of the orphanage.Ren Xiaoyao was sure and sure, he didn't want to be swallowed up by this orphanage and become the same as those children.

As if he could read Ren Xiaoyao's thoughts, Qingyue said again: "Every five years, someone will come to test the talents of the children over five years old here, and those with good talents will be taken away and cultivated."

The talent Qingyue refers to is not artistic talent such as dance or painting, but martial arts talent.

According to Qingyue's introduction, Ren Xiaoyao infers that they should be in the future interstellar era.

At the peak of the development of science on earth, Einstein's theory of relativity was applied to reality, entering the era of space travel.Humans have spent a lot of time on the expansion of wormholes (because wormholes are actually everywhere, but they are only nanometers in diameter), and on materials that can resist the pressure inside the wormhole.

In the end, human beings were able to successfully use wormholes to travel in the universe, travel through major galaxies, and develop twelve livable planets, completely opening a new chapter in the interstellar era.

At the beginning of the interstellar era, due to the connection of wormholes, the twelve planets inhabited by humans entered a period of aura recovery.While human physique is enhanced, those legendary martial arts, qi refining, magic, fighting qi, etc. also reappear in glory.

At that time, it was just catching up, and it was not smooth for the relatively weak human beings to communicate with the stronger aliens in all aspects on the cosmic stage.

The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people. In this way, the practice of developing the potential of the human body, such as ancient qi refining, ancient martial arts training, and magic fighting qi, has been revived under the impetus of the planetary leaders.

After that, after thousands of years of development, the cultivation body has completely entered the interstellar stage.

Combining the power of twelve-star top scientific researchers, technology and some hidden families, the twelve-star federation has successfully researched various systems of cultivation methods, and its professional level is comparable to the three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation in the 21st century.

Martial arts training has also become a compulsory course for interstellar humans, and its importance is equivalent to the college entrance examination in the 21st century;

The liberal arts and sciences of high schools in the 21st century have evolved into the current liberal arts and martial arts;

In the past, the major colleges and universities paid much attention to the number one in the college entrance examination, and now the Twelve Star Federation pays so much attention to martial arts geniuses.

And similar to the prodigy class and college entrance examination prodigy back then, the younger the martial arts prodigy is, the better.

Ren Xiaoyao understood that since Qingyue mentioned testing talent, it meant that he was paying attention to this matter.

"On January [-]st, that is, half a month later, someone will come over." Qingyue said, eyes bent: "I'm just five years old this year, and I meet the requirements."

"If my talent is high enough, we can leave here early. But we must also prepare for the worst. If not, we will have to live here for at least another seven years."

Ren Xiaoyao is not a pessimistic person, but the current situation does not allow him to continue to be silly.

Those who walk a hundred steps are half ninety.What's more, regarding the talent test, the horoscope has not been written yet, it's all just a hope, and you can't really count on it.

The most positive longing for the unknown future is precisely the most dangerous behavior.

Ren Xiaoyao, who had been spinning his head like a spinning top for a long time, thinking of hundreds of ways to survive in the orphanage, looked at his fleshy fingertips——stopped all thoughts in an instant.

He hasn't even developed his vocal cords yet, and he's just a serious drag bottle.Even if all the libraries of the Milky Way are filled in his head, they are useless, and he can't help at all.

Apple-like red cheeks bulging with baby fat, pale and almost colorless eyebrows arched two small bridges, Ren Baobao is very worried!

Seeing Ren Xiaoyao's worried appearance, the corners of Qingyue's mouth curled up unconsciously, and the dry skin of his mouth became taut and torn because of this small movement, and was covered in bright red blood lines.

Gently touching the top of Ren Xiaoyao's sparse lanugo-haired head with a relatively delicate palm, Qingyue's voice was still as light as a tinkling spring: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Qingyue's skeleton was originally long and narrow, but now it is too thin and thin, like a bamboo pole stuck on the ground, slashed straight.

The already big eyes are sunken in the well-defined eye sockets, set in the unhealthy bluish-white face that is not as big as Qingyue's own palm, making the eyes even more weirdly big, like two heads played by girls The body is a doll, and a pair of eyes take up almost one-third of the face.

Being looked at by such a pair of huge black and white eyes, Ren Xiaoyao was moved but at the same time a little uncomfortable.

'I always feel that it's a bit weird for two men to talk like this. The little short hand was raised, and the fleshy palm pressed Qingyue's delicate nose to push the opponent's face away.

Ren Xiaoyao turned his face away, goosebumps all over his brain, 'Too radical! '

Qingyue, who was pushed in the face by Ren Xiaoyao, leaned back her neck in a good temper, stood up and stretched her frozen muscles, and greeted Bai Ri, who was squatting by the window sill to bask in the moonlight, and walked to the dormitory.

Even though Ren Xiaoyao was firmly tied to his chest, Qingyue still supported Ren Xiaoyao's little butt with his rough palm.

The fleshy little hands tightly grasped Qingyue's collar, and Ren Xiaoyao pressed his cold cheeks to Qingyue's chest. After a while, the heat that belonged to Qingyue was printed on Ren Xiaoyue's face through the thin clothes.

Puckering his mouth and exhaling white air, Ren Xiaoyao secretly sighed, "It's really tiring to be a precocious person!"No wonder so many geniuses commit suicide...'

The author has something to say: Note 1: The metaphor is quoted from Leo Tolstoy's "Resurrection"

Note 2: Quoted from Steve King's "The Shawshank Redemption"