Some things do not need to be said too thoroughly, as long as a little mention is made, it is almost the same.
As for what Lin Changfeng was thinking, and whether he would listen to these words, no one would know.
Whether it is the master or the younger brother who grew up with him, the relationship between everyone seems to be very close, but if you really look into it, it is actually like that. The Dao is ruthless, and everyone has the same goal in their hearts. The more they worry about it, it will be difficult to get out of this chaotic world, and this is the most taboo thing for monks.
The monks pay attention to the shallowness of the relationship, and the love story that touches the people will only attract a lot of ridicule in the cultivation world. But no matter how much they look down on them, as Lu Yuezhi said, as long as they haven't ascended, as long as they haven't left this land, they are still human beings, people with seven emotions and six desires, good and evil.
After Lu Yuezhi had been gone for an unknown time, Lin Changfeng finally stood up. When he returned to his residence, it was already in the middle of the moon, and he quietly landed in the center of the front yard. After a pause, he walked to his room. When he left, he habitually glanced at Chi Zhao's room. There was no light, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
This idea just appeared in my heart, and before it fell, a figure suddenly stood up under the corridor in the distance.
Chi Zhao was leaning against the pillars in the corridor. He was thin, and he was hidden in the shadows. Lin Changfeng didn't see him. After he sat up, Lin Changfeng's eyes hadn't looked past, and his senses had already disappeared. After following him, Chi Zhao ran out of the corridor, took a few steps, and stood in front of Lin Changfeng. Looking up at him, Chi Zhao tugged at the corner of his clothes.
He opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and Chi Zhao finally squeezed out a weak sentence, "Senior brother... I have finished reciting the heart-clearing mantra, and I haven't been lazy for an hour."
Three hours have passed since Lin Changfeng assigned him the task of reciting the heart-clearing mantra. He spent one hour reciting the heart-clearing mantra, and for the remaining two hours he was thinking about how he should admit his mistake, although he still didn't feel it. What's wrong with driving that female disciple away by himself, but he really took what Lin Changfeng said before as a deaf ear.
After two hours of brewing, all kinds of rhetoric were rehearsed, but Lin Changfeng didn't come back, just ten minutes before he came back, Chi Zhao fell asleep.
When he was awakened by the slight footsteps again, all the rehearsed words had been forgotten, and he could only speak instinctively.
Fortunately, the front opened a head, and the back is not difficult to say.
Chi Zhao lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Lin Changfeng's expression. After all, this person was very angry before he left, and even if he was not angry afterwards, he still looked expressionless. Chi Zhao looked at the ground while covering his ears and stealing the bell, and continued to stumblingly said: "I was wrong, senior brother, I will not lose my temper again, I will definitely listen to your words in the future, I will also recite the Qingxin mantra, you, you can't be angry. Yet?"
His appearance was too cramped and too uneasy, as if Lin Changfeng's words could decide his next fate. Anyone who sees this scene will say that Chi Zhao is really a good junior brother, and Lin Changfeng, as a senior brother, is also extremely dignified.
Lin Changfeng looked at the top of Chi Zhao's head, but frowned.
- He shouldn't be like this.
This sentence appeared in his heart out of thin air, and Lin Changfeng felt surprised. But thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has felt this way since the first time he saw Chi Zhao.
Chi Zhao thought that Lin Changfeng noticed him at first sight after he tested Linggen, but it was not the case. The moment Lin Changfeng just walked into the hall, he saw Zach in the crowd, saying nothing and only I will take a pair of eyes to look around people in Chi Zhao.
His eyes moved from everyone's face, as if he was looking for something. Sect Master, Elder, Peak Master, Disciple in charge, no matter what status, there seemed to be no difference in his eyes. He looked at people's eyes, It's not like he's looking at people, it's like he's looking at a string of symbols that don't make any sense.
After searching several times, his eyes finally settled on their master and apprentice. While watching them with smart eyes, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, as if he had encountered something very distressing, and no one paid attention. When Lin Changfeng made inadvertent contact with his eyes, his fingertips stiffened slightly.
But after Chi Zhao quickly moved away and continued to look at Lu Yue beside him, there was a little unnoticeable loss in his heart.
He is not someone who will make trouble for himself. In fact, Xu Shiqing should be the one to teach Chi Zhao. Even if Chi Zhao practiced fast, Xu Shiqing was able to teach him a few years ago, but he didn't discuss it with anyone. He brought Chi Zhao to his side. In the face of the inquiry of the real person of the night, he also gave a high-sounding explanation.
He naturally knows how special Yin Linggen is. He also knows how much energy it takes to teach a Yin Ling root, not to mention, he has seen the process of Yin Ling root from prosperous to extreme decline before. It was never the one with the Yin spirit root who suffered, but those who were left behind by him.
Ordinary people always say that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, so, is this his destiny
If it doesn't count, how to explain it, from the first second Chi Zhao appeared in front of his eyes, his eyes, his heart, his limbs and bones were no longer under his control
Closing his eyes, Lin Changfeng lowered his eyes and said, "I'm angry, not because you lost your temper."
Chi Zhao raised his head, not understanding what he said.
These eyes are still as pure and clear as they saw in the main hall that day, but now, these eyes are not as empty and calm as when they first met, and his eyes are filled with Lin Changfeng's figure, and There was concern and concentration in his eyes that he didn't even notice himself.
"I'm angry..." Lin Changfeng paused, then he pulled the corners of his lips very lightly, never seen him smile before, Chi Zhao's eyes widened, "I'm angry because I'm afraid that you will be caught by those The chaotic emotional interference, and finally go to the devil."
Chi Zhao looked at him in astonishment, Lin Changfeng greeted his dumbfounded appearance and asked him, "Chi Zhao, will you be enchanted?"
Lin Changfeng asked this sentence in a very ordinary tone, but Chi Zhao found an inexplicable fragility and unease in his pretended calm expression. Chi Zhao didn't know where the fragility came from, but it didn't matter. Delaying his arrogant package.
"I certainly won't! Hmm!"
He looked too confident, so confident that people couldn't believe it, but it was such a sentence that no one would believe, which instantly extinguished the faint panic in Lin Changfeng's heart, and the smile on his lips deepened. , stretched out his hand and touched Chi Zhao's head, he asked again, "Are you sleepy?"
Chi Zhao shook his head, "I just slept, so I'm not sleepy anymore."
In fact, this is a lie. Give him a pillow and he can fall asleep right here. However, when Lin Changfeng asked this question, there must be a follow-up. Bright moon, breeze, two people, night, these elements are combined together, then It's the best time to fall in love. He's been here for almost a year, and Lin Changfeng will stay a little longer except when he comes to teach him, and he can't find anyone else he wants to find.
Sometimes Chi Zhao felt that he was a harem concubine, who looked forward to the stars and the moon every day, and hoped that Emperor Lin would come and give him a chance.
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Hearing that he was not sleepy, Lin Changfeng took him to the backyard and dug out a jar of wine from under the tree that had lived for thousands of years in the courtyard. Knowing that he was asking him to drink with him, Chi Zhao was incomparable. He stood on the side obediently, and just watched without saying anything.
In Chi Zhao’s fantasy, the drinking place is either a cool and open roof, or a stone table in the courtyard under the flowers before the moon. It was romantic, but he never thought that Lin Changfeng would bring him to drink in such a place.
Sitting at the bottom of the dark cliff, the wind was whizzing, Chi Zhao was a little scared, he wanted to sit next to Lin Changfeng, but as soon as he moved his upper body, he heard the low roar of some kind of large carnivore. , it sounds close to my ears, but in fact Chi Zhao is several miles away from it. The reason why it feels close at hand is because the creature is too big, about the same size as a prehistoric beast.
Chi Zhao froze all over and didn't dare to move.
As if he didn't hear the roar of the giant beast, Lin Changfeng took out two cups from the storage ring, poured a cup for himself, and then poured another cup for Chi Zhao.
Chi Zhao was about to bring it over, when he remembered something, his whole body jolted.
"Senior brother, I'm a poor drinker."
This is the meaning of refusal, but Lin Changfeng turned his head and glanced at him, "How bad is it?"
Chi Zhao: "...very, very bad, after drinking, I will become another person." Still another person in the sand sculpture version.
Lin Changfeng paused while holding the wine glass, he didn't force it, but felt a little regretful, "I brought this beautiful lady drunk from my mortal home and buried it under the fusang. It has been more than six hundred years now. Today This is the first time to open the altar. Except for the sect banquet, I have never had a drink with anyone. I wanted to experience what the predecessors said about raising a glass and meeting friends. Since you are not good at drinking, then... "
Before the last sentence was finished, Chi Zhao snatched the wine glass from his hand and ate half a glass.
Lin Changfeng: "..."
After a while, he laughed: "Didn't you say that the alcohol consumption is poor?"
Chi Zhao wiped his mouth and said vaguely, "It's okay, I can persevere."
After more than 600 years of storage, no matter how bad the wine is, it will become extremely mellow. Chi Zhao drank it too fast, and he didn't feel any taste. According to his previous drinking capacity, two or three glasses of white wine was his peak. He didn't feel that there was any problem with the half cup, but he couldn't speak too soon.
So, Chi Zhao turned his head quickly, and he seriously told Lin Changfeng, "If I'm drunk, don't talk to me, just knock me out with a punch."
Lin Changfeng: "Is it so serious?"
Chi Zhao sighed, "It's more serious than you can imagine. The worst thing is that every time I don't remember what I did when I was drunk, I can't remember a single bit. It's terrible."
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, Chi Zhao hurriedly picked up the wine glass to suppress his shock, and drank the remaining half of the glass.
Lin Changfeng: "..."
The old wine has a long front, a fragrant aftertaste, and a strong stamina. In the beginning, Chi Zhao was really not drunk. Lin Changfeng didn't talk much, and he didn't say anything. The two just drank cup by cup. Lin Changfeng didn't mean to stop him at all. , if he wants, he will give it to him until he no longer wants it.
Chi Zhao has been holding the empty wine glass for a long time. The beauty in the jar is half drunk. Lin Changfeng and Chi Zhao drank the same amount, but he still looks the same as before he didn't drink. He looked at Chi Zhao as he is now, He tilted his head and called softly, "Chi Zhao?"
Chi Zhao turned his head suddenly, "Why?"