With others, Xiaodong can't say this, but with senior brother, he can say it smoothly.
"I think Brother Tong Hao may have misunderstood me."
Mo Chen smiled: "Is there any misunderstanding? I didn't misunderstand."
Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment.
Eldest brother, does this mean that he is overthinking? But he immediately realized the real meaning of these words.
"Does Senior Brother Tong think that these things would not have happened without me?"
Mo Chen didn't take it seriously: "Anyone who has no ability will vent their anger. Even without you, Chen Jingzhi was born with a wolfish heart, Huiliu Mountain couldn't tolerate him, he would leave sooner or later. And with his character, people who treat him well He doesn't remember kindness, and he will never be soft when it's time to betray. Tell yourself, even without you, can he stay in Huiliu Mountain for a long time?"
Xiaodong thought about it seriously: "I'm afraid I can't."
"Yes, Master will not support him to take revenge. Firstly, Master did not return to Liushan alone, and it is impossible for Chen Jingyi to set up the whole sect to avenge him, right? Second, if he wants revenge, he will kill his father and relatives, as the saying goes." It is difficult for an honest official to decide on housework, and there are endless disputes over who is right, and there is no conclusion after a hundred years of fighting. Chen Jingzhi will still go on evil paths if he fails to achieve his goal. Maybe he was thinking about how to betray Master, or me at that time. .” After all, other people have no value worth selling.
Xiaodong nodded approvingly.
"Don't take Tong Hao's matter to heart. Some people are like this. They never make mistakes. Those who make mistakes are others. If they are really wrong, they must be caused by others. Besides, these people are bullying and afraid of hard , Why didn’t he dare to blame Master? Didn’t dare to blame me? Didn’t even dare to blame Chen Jingzhi who lied to him and harmed him? Isn’t it just because you are the softest and easy to bully.”
What the elder brother said earlier was quite reasonable, but Xiaodong disagreed with the last sentence, and he retorted with a puffy face: "I'm not soft."
Mo Chen looked at his bulging cheeks, couldn't hold back, and pinched his hands: "I think it's quite soft."
Xiaodong tilted his head, but didn't move away.
If Mo Chen wants to pinch him, can he escape
Fortunately, it doesn't hurt to pinch.
Looking at Mo Chen's handsome face, Xiaodong also felt itchy hands.
But…
Even if the eldest brother doesn't hide or let him pinch him, he... doesn't have the guts to do it.
Well, Xiaodong confessed. Whether it is now or in the future, he is afraid that he will never be able to get tough in front of the elder brother.
Just kidding, Mo Chen still boiled another calming tea for Xiaodong, and the medicine was changed. After drinking it, Xiaodong felt that it was not pan-acid, but rather sweet, and asked the elder brother if there was sugar in it.
After drinking the medicine, he got under the covers.
There was no warm wood at this time last year, and he was afraid he would freeze.
This year is much better, with a solid foundation in kung fu, even in an extremely cold place like Beifu City, you won't freeze without using warm wood.
warm wood...
Whenever I think of Nuanmu, I think of Senior Sister Linglong and the two of them.
Xiaodong brought that piece of warm wood from Huiliu Mountain all the way, because his senior sister was seriously injured, and fearing that she would freeze, Xiaodong specially carried it for her to use.
Senior Sister Linglong took Nuanmu with her when she left.
Where are the two of them now? In the severe winter, do they have a shelter
Xiaodong still can't figure out why Senior Sister Linglong left.
Are you afraid that staying here will drag everyone down? But she was picked up and raised by her master since she was a child, and she loves her father and daughter. How can this kind of relationship be a drag or not
Or... is there another reason
Mo Chen was meditating at the side, and he had already heard him turn over twice.
"What's wrong?" Could it be that the prescription was wrong today
Xiaodong said sullenly, "I'm thinking about Senior Sister."
Mo Chen was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I'm worried about them too."
But this is the path Linglong chose.
When there are more things about Xiaodongjing, you will understand. Even if we are as close as father and son, master and apprentice, or brothers and sisters, everyone is still a different person after all, and sooner or later they will walk on different paths.
Linglong's temperament is destined not to stay on the mountain forever, her heart is too wild, she has been different from Jiang Fan since she was a child. Jiang Fan can just sit in the house and read books and practice kung fu, but Linglong always likes to run wildly all over the mountains and plains. She always wants to go far away, and she also wants to become the legendary overlord who blocks gods and kills gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. same character.
It's just that Mo Chen guessed the beginning correctly, but not the ending.
He knew that Linglong would definitely leave, but he didn't expect it to be at this time.
"Well, Senior Sister is very smart, she will be fine... besides, if she is the only one, maybe she will still be so careless in doing things, she will rush forward when her blood boils, and she has to take care of Senior Brother Zhai..."
Alas, Senior Brother Zhai's body is even more worrying.
Seeing that Xiaodong couldn't open his eyes, and was holding on to a corner of his sleeve, Mo Chen asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"
"Well, senior brother... are you all right?"
I'm so sleepy and still thinking about it.
Mo Chen felt that Xiaodong's mind was a little heavy. If he could think less, he would be as heartless as a person of his age, and maybe he would be able to sleep more deeply and soundly at night.
If that was the case, it wouldn't be Xiaodong anymore.
The room gradually darkened, and Xiaodong fell asleep.
Mo Chen just sat aside like this, holding his breath quietly. He was used to it, just staying by Xiaodong's side, one night, two nights, many nights.
Sometimes at night, he would do nothing, just quietly watching the young man beside him.
The darkness doesn't affect his vision.
This is another change in Mo Chen's body.
There were so many mutations that he was too lazy to be surprised by now.
At the beginning, he was terrified and confused, but now he finds that this change is controllable and will not be exposed to others. Moreover, the changes brought to him are that his strength is getting higher and higher, his cultivation base, vision... He feels that he is walking on a road of continuous climbing to a higher place.
Mo Chen is not afraid of this kind of mutation now.
he even...
Even expecting this change to continue.
Without strength, even the people around you cannot protect you. Be it Yu Dahong, Linglong, Zhai Wenhui...
And Xiaodong.
Mo Chen kept the secret shared with his junior brother, and did not reveal it even to his master. At first it was delayed by something, but then... Huiliu Mountain had frequent changes, and Mo Chen himself had a big secret that was difficult to express.
If you tell Master everything, I'm afraid his hair will turn gray overnight.
Mo Chen put Xiaodong's hand that had been stretched out of the quilt back into the quilt, straightened out the hair wrapped around his ears for him, watched him quietly for a while, and then continued to meditate.
Tong Hao probably thought his actions were very subtle, but he didn't know that one of them counted as one. His fellow disciples all saw his performance, even Li Fulin noticed it.
No one likes such a narrow-minded and dark person.
Even Duan Ping, who could still talk to him a few words, subconsciously stayed away from him.
Anyway, it wasn't really a friendship at all, Duan Ping used to think that since they are all from the same family, he should talk less, and he would just say a few more, so he couldn't be relatively silent and awkward, right
Now Duan Ping thinks that it's good to be cold, let's be cold, it's not good to get close to such a person, and if you make a bad fight, you will be hated by others—maybe he is holding grudges in his heart now.
Better stay away. Even a little distance will make him bear grudges, so it won't be too wronged.
After Mo Chen pointed out and tested the kung fu of the juniors, the others improved more or less, and they all put their wild hearts back on the right track. But among them, Tong Hao was the only one who didn't make any progress. On the contrary, the more he practiced his sword moves, the more hostile he became, which made people frown.
Shao Jinming has been a bit strange to others these two days. He always looks out of the window and runs out with a sword when the wind blows and snow falls, making others think he has something important to do.
Only after the question was clear did I realize that it was the elder brother who taught him how to practice swords.
In the beginning, Shao Jinming practiced his sword in the snow, and the snowflakes danced in the sky. Shao Jinming practiced very seriously, but he also paid attention to the snow.
Why did senior brother ask him to practice sword in the snow? Does his rigid sword move have anything to do with the snow? Or can practicing swordsmanship in snow make up for the flaws in his swordsmanship
Or, did the elder brother ask him to use snow to practice swords
Thinking of this, Shao Jinming began to consciously stab Snow Flower with his sword.
Duan Ping and Qin Wei passed by, and they only found it novel.
There are tens of thousands of people who practice swords in the world, and each of them has a different way of practicing. I heard that some people practiced under the waterfall, some practiced in the strong wind, and some practiced swordsmanship in the heavy rain without even a drop of rain on their clothes...
Brother Shao planned to practice in the snow, but he hadn't heard much about it.
The snowflakes fluttered in disorder, but there was no snow in Shao Jinming's area of more than three feet. Because the strong wind he whipped up during his movements was so powerful that even the snow flakes that were not pierced by the sword point were blown away by the force.
Practicing and practicing, Brother Shao has already practiced... almost cross-eyed.
The snowflakes are big or small, far or near, sick or sparse. At first, he just tried to stab them, but later he found that it was too difficult to stab all the snowflakes.
Before Shao Jinming became a teacher, he had also fought against others. After he went up to the mountain to study as a teacher, he rarely had the opportunity to do it.
Of course his kung fu has improved a lot compared to before going up the mountain, but when it comes to comprehension of sword intent, he is worse than his juniors. Shao Jinming knew that his talent was limited, so he worked harder than others. If others suffer seven percent from practicing kung fu, but he suffers twelve percent. The world says that hard work can make up for one's weakness, but Shao Jinming can say from his own experience that some things are not born naturally, and it is really difficult to make up for them the day after tomorrow.
Right now he couldn't even stab Xue, but instead, he was aroused in his heart, so he wouldn't let me stab him? I'm still biased to be stabbed.
In Shao Jinming's eyes, Feixue, who was rushing towards him, seemed to be a hateful enemy. This person's swordsmanship was light and changeable, elusive and elusive, and he had many miraculous moves, which made it impossible to guard against.
Yao Jinming practiced the sword all afternoon, and he lost his strength...
After Mo Chen knew it, he just smiled.
There was no snow on the second day, and there was snow on the third day. Yao Jinming rushed into the heavy snow outside the door with a sword in his hand... (to be continued)