"What should I do?" I asked annoyed, scratching my hair.
"Become stronger." Yin Changsheng said, "As long as you become so strong that even the family of a tyrant bows down to you, it won't be a problem who you want and who you want to be with."
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, there was only firmness in my eyes.
"Senior, you are right." I said, "For me, the only way to go is to become stronger."
"I'm relieved that you can ignite your fighting spirit and strengthen your Dao heart." Yin Changsheng said.
He hesitated for a moment, then said: "Miss Yuan, I... have an unkind request, I don't know..."
I quickly said: "Senior, if you have any orders, just say it."
"Can you...can you sing me a song?"
I froze for a moment, I don't know why, I always felt that he on the other side of the computer blushed.
"This..." I didn't know what to say.
Yin Changsheng was a little embarrassed: "Is it inconvenient? Forget it..."
"It's okay, what do you want to hear, senior?" I asked.
"Anything is fine." He said, "I heard Zhenjun Zhengyang say that you sang in the live broadcast before, but unfortunately I couldn't hear it, so..."
"Then... let me sing "Red Rose" by Eason Chan." I didn't turn on the music, so I sang a cappella, "Dreams of dreams that I can't wake up from, and the redness of your house arrest emerges... when I hugged you from behind, What I am looking forward to is her face, it is too ironic to say, I don't really understand but I hope you understand... "
The soft song reverberates in the room, my singing voice is a bit deep, especially when singing a cappella, it always sounds a bit ghostly.
After a song was sung, I saw that Senior Yin Changsheng hadn't spoken for a long time, so I blushed a little and said, "Senior... I'm sorry, I didn't sing well, I made you laugh."
"No, you sing very well, I like to listen to it very much." He said softly, "Your singing voice has a magical power that can make people feel calm."
I chuckled: "Senior, are you saying that I am hypnotized by singing?"
He also laughed and said, "Can you sing to me often in the future?"
I nodded and said, "Okay, senior, when do you want to hear it, tell me."
"As a reward for singing, I'll give you something."
"No need, senior, the reincarnation banner you gave me last time is a very precious treasure." I said hastily.
"Hold it for you, or I'll feel bad about it."
I had no choice but to accept it. Not long after, there was another voice outside: "Yuan Junyao, accept the delivery."
The voice is very familiar, and it is the same person who delivers the courier every time.
I brought in the box at the door, opened it, and found it was a piece of clothing.
This dress looks like a vest, and it feels very soft and light, but it is impossible to tell what kind of material it is made of.
There is a note next to the vest, the words on it are vigorous and powerful, and it looks like it was written by Senior Yin Changsheng.
He said that the clothes were woven from the silk thread vomited by the iron thread spider. After wearing it, it could resist the attacks of ascetics below the fourth rank, and even bullets couldn't break it.
I was overjoyed, isn't this similar to Tang Mingli's bulletproof magic weapon
I quickly changed into it. It didn't fit me well at first, but the moment I put it on, the size of the clothes changed automatically and became extremely close-fitting. Even if I was only wearing a short-sleeved dress, I couldn't tell.
I left a message to thank Senior Yin Changsheng, time flies, and the Spring Festival is almost here in the blink of an eye.
In previous years, only my younger brother and I spent the Spring Festival together. Although it was a bit difficult, we were still very happy.
At that time, because I was ugly, I couldn’t find a good job, and I was often bullied and fired at every turn, so I was too poor to eat meat. Only during the Chinese New Year, I was willing to spend some money to buy some meat and another A small cake that I usually want to eat but can't afford.
It's been a year.
However, life is better now, but my younger brother has become a vegetable.
My younger brother likes to eat the dumplings I made the most. I made a big pot early and steamed them steaming hot. I was about to send them to the hospital, but I thought he couldn't eat them at all.
Tears flowed down all at once.
Tang Mingli smelled the fragrance and came. Seeing me crying, he was silent for a moment and said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
My heart was poked, it was very sour, but also a little warm.
Most people will ask at this time: "What's wrong with you?" Originally, there is nothing wrong with this question, but sad people are often unwilling to speak out. Asking like this will only make people more sad and anxious.
And he only asked what he could do for me, how gentle and caring he was.
If it weren't for what Senior Yin Changsheng said, maybe I would have agreed to him in a surprise.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" He said softly, "Are you fascinated by me, and finally willing to promise me?"
I gave him a blank look and said, "If you want to help me, eat these for me."
I pointed to the bowl full of fat and white dumplings and said.
With bright eyes, he said, "I am willing to help."
Sitting at the table like this, the two of us ate a large bowl of dumplings until there was only a small bowl left.
Tang Mingli lay on the sofa and said, "It's so full, but it's so delicious, I can eat ten more."
"If you eat ten more, your stomach will burst." I gave him a blank look again, "There are two days left until Chinese New Year's Eve. Aren't you going home?"
The smile on his face faded, and he said, "I'm just going to tell you that I'm going back to the capital tomorrow, and I won't be back until after the New Year."
I didn't know what it was like in my heart, but with a faint smile on my face, I said: "It's time for the family to be together during the Chinese New Year. You should have gone back long ago."
There was a flash of heartache in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to hug me, but I avoided it without a trace.
I took out two bottles of pills and gave them to him, and said, "This bottle is Rejuvenation Pill. The elderly eat it. It can beautify the skin, nourish the body, and improve the physique. Give it to your parents and grandparents; there is only one in this bottle. It's Zhujidan."
Foundation Establishment Pill was originally used to improve the physique and lay a solid foundation for ascetics when they were promoted from the second rank to the third rank.
But this time I had Master Guangyuan's enlightenment, and I didn't have time to use it. After I came back, I successfully refined it and swallowed one. Although the effect was not as good as when I was promoted, it was still a solid foundation.
The Foundation Establishment Pill is a third-grade elixir, and only three elixirs were successful in this furnace, so I gave one to Tang Mingli to help him advance to Dan Jin.
Tang Mingli stood up in shock, looked at me in disbelief, and said, "This... is really Zhu Ji Dan?"
I nod.
He immediately opened the bottle and took a closer look, and it was indeed a foundation building pill with three layers of pill patterns on it.
Mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pill!
He asked me with a serious face: "Jun Yao, do you know how precious this elixir is?"
I smiled and said, "It's worth it to exchange this elixir for Young Master Tang's protection."
A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then there was a burst of pain and sadness: "It turns out... it was in exchange for my blessing..."
I lowered my head, not daring to look at him.
He suddenly grabbed my shoulders, and I was shocked to see the burning anger in his eyes.
"Very good." He gritted his teeth and said, "I am very satisfied with your pills, and I will protect you."
After that, he bypassed me, strode away, and closed the door heavily.
I scratched my hair irritably.
I'm such a jerk.
He is so good to me, why should I say those words to hurt him
I was so upset all day that I almost salted my laundry while making chicken soup.
I went to the hospital to see my younger brother, fed him chicken soup, and saw Dr. Qin again. His body has become much stronger. He used to be a frail scholar, but now he has become a muscular man who looks thin when he wears clothes, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes.
I chatted with him for a while, and bought some vegetables and fruits to go home. As soon as I arrived at the door, I felt something was wrong.
I turned my wrist, and the mahogany dagger was already in my hand, and I slowly opened the door.
I was stunned for a moment.
Yin Shengyao was actually sitting at the table, eating the dumplings I made.
I stayed for a while, then gritted my teeth and said, "You ate my dinner, what should I eat?"
"You can do it again." He said it as a matter of course, and I was so angry that I wanted to throw my shoes in his face.