The sound of rain seems to be near but far away, continuous and continuous.
Mo Chen opened his eyes and looked at Xiaodong who was drooling in sleep. When the child fell asleep, his posture was quite regular, lying on his back with his hands by his side. After falling asleep for about the time it took to touch a cup of tea, he rolled over. The quilt was originally covering him, but now he was hugging him in his arms. Not long after turning over again, the quilt was pressed under him.
Mo Chen pulled out the quilt for him and covered him again.
Although the weather is getting warmer, but the spring rain is continuous and the night is cool, the little brother's kung fu is not enough to resist the cold.
Putting the quilt back on again, I can probably be honest for an hour, but I still have to move around afterwards.
In the past, Mo Chen also knew that the junior brother was not very honest in sleeping, but he hadn't stared at the junior brother sleeping so seriously before.
Because in the past... sleep is sleep, can flowers come out of sleep? But it's different now.
Even looking at him helplessly, Mo Chen couldn't rest assured.
People are sleeping here, who knows where Hun'er went? Maybe the kung fu has gone all over the mountains and plains for a while.
It's a bit strange to describe it like this, but Mo Chen only thought of this at this time.
It sounds like the younger brother is very dishonest, but this matter is not under the control of the younger brother. If there is anything wrong with a person, it can be corrected as long as one is determined to do so, but the dream of falling asleep cannot be corrected, and it is completely out of one's control.
Maybe it can be controlled.
Is it okay to let him go out less? If you don't go out less, you won't worry about things outside, right? Maybe you can run less outside when you are dreaming
No no, that's a bad idea. How can a half-grown child of this age be kept in the house? Junior brother is already a very, very honest type. If he really shuts the house and doesn't ask him to go out, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive, people can't go out, and it's not too many to go out ten times or eight times a night.
Then we can only think about how to improve from the side.
Perhaps, changing the pillow will help? I remember hearing a doctor say that the height of the pillow has a great influence on people's sleep, but he didn't care about it at the time and didn't ask it carefully. Does the height of the pillow also affect dreaming? I can try this tomorrow... Tomorrow, I will find a pillow that is twice as high and put it on my junior brother.
After the master went down the mountain, Mo Chen was afraid that his junior brother would be watched again, so he moved him to live in his yard. Originally, I thought that the situation would change, so that he could move back to his yard again. But now the situation is different.
Before he finds a solution, Mo Chen absolutely can't rest assured that his junior brother can go back to sleep alone.
Although... the little junior brother can't help him in his dreams, but he can feel more at ease by standing by. If the junior brother really suffered any accidental injury, he would be able to find out immediately and help.
Anyway, when Mo Chen's kung fu reached this level, he didn't need to sleep a long time ago. He did one exercise and one retreat. Ten days and half a month are short, so he just took time to look at his junior brother.
It rained all night, and it still didn't stop until dawn. Xiaodong wanted to go out to practice swords, but was glanced at by the elder brother, who was very hopeless and persuaded, and instead meditated in the room.
It is said that one should not be afraid of hardships in practicing Kungfu, so why practice in the summer and winter? Well, there seems to be something wrong, anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of wind, frost, rain, and frost. If you are afraid, you will definitely be useless. Brothers, they don't take heavy snow and wind seriously, but when they came to Xiaodong's place, they didn't practice kung fu when it rained lightly, it's embarrassing to say so.
But Xiaodong also understood what the senior brother meant.
It’s nothing more than that he’s not strong enough, and he didn’t have a good foundation in kung fu. He went out to practice swords in the rain, but he didn’t master the sword, so he got sick from the rain, or slipped in and out of the road and fell, and gave the brothers and the others a lot of trouble. It's messed up.
But Xiaodong is not the only one who is trapped in the house and cannot go out, Ning Yu can only stay in the house. His health was even worse, and he didn't dare to go out and take the risk of getting caught in the rain. Even if you don't go out of the house, you still dare not miss the medicine twice a day. If it really rains, what will happen to the consequences... But no one can guarantee it.
"Junior Brother Yun?"
Xiaodong quickly stood up: "Brother Ning, why are you here at this time?"
Ning Yu put the umbrella in his hand beside the steps, and stepped into the door: "Brother Mo is not here?"
"Senior brother is very busy." Xiaodong was still a little flustered when he saw Ning Yu, and quickly moved a chair over: "Senior brother Ning, sit."
Ning Yu sat down, saw that Xiaodong was going to pour tea in a hurry, waved his hands and said, "I'm not thirsty, so don't treat me like a guest, if you don't, just treat me like your brother and the others Same."
Xiaodong agreed, but... Senior Brother is Senior Brother, he can't treat Senior Brother Ning the same as his own senior brother.
"It's raining and stuffy, what are you doing in the house by yourself?"
Ning Yu came here because he had nothing to do, and he was bored in the room. The array map drawn was useless, and it was raining and I couldn't go out to measure the spiritual pulse, so bored that grass grew in my heart, I came to Mo Chen's place because it was the most convenient way, and I came to find someone to talk to.
Xiaodong is flipping through the book.
This is a miscellaneous notebook of field talks, which contains some strange experiences. Although it may not be possible to find cases similar to Xiaodong's here, there is no harm in looking through them, it's time to pass the time.
But I didn't expect Ning Yu to come at this moment, and the book didn't come in time...
Ning Yu has good eyesight, and can see what he is flipping through at a glance, and seeing Xiaodong's uncomfortable expression, Ning Yu immediately misunderstood.
"Haha, so you're reading idle books. Don't worry, I won't sue your brother. It's rainy and I have nothing to do. What's wrong with reading idle books for fun? Let me tell you, I usually like to read these books when I'm free. It’s all nonsense, but some of them have solid evidence, so it’s not just nonsense. If you like to read this, I have quite a few books like this, and I can borrow them for you.”
Xiaodong was sweating and could only laugh dryly.
He watched this to find out the ins and outs of what happened to him. Big brother said well, the world is so big, there is not only one person like Xiaodong, right? There might be someone like him somewhere.
At first, Mo Chen wanted to find the reason from the Yun family. After all, the flesh and blood of a person is given by their parents, and most of the innate abilities are inherited from their grandparents.
But the problem is, now that the Yun family is dead, Xiaodong is the only one left. However, the Yun family is just one of many inconspicuous aristocratic families, big and small. I have never heard of the Yun family having any special talents in the past, so this road will not work.
Since there is no way to pursue it, we have to look elsewhere.
It is also a way to find it in the book. There are also some books on Huiliu Mountain. The pages of some books are yellowed and torn, and no one remembers where they came from. Most of the words on the books are handwritten, and it is difficult to decipher them. (to be continued)