Jiang Fan stood by the door, looking at the junior brother who was sitting cross-legged on the palm tray and meditating.
"I almost can't remember what I was doing all day when I was my junior brother." Jiang Fan asked in a low voice: "I was quite a worry to Master at that time, right?"
Mo Chen smiled.
Junior Brother Jiang was not a naughty character when he was a child, but since he was a child, he has indeed made Li Fulin worry a lot. It's not that everything will be fine if the child is obedient, and obedient children also have their headaches.
"How about the medicinal bath? Are the medicinal materials still enough?"
"One of them, Frostbud, is not enough, and we will have to make some later."
Jiang Fan took the initiative to take this job for himself: "I don't have anything to do these days. If senior brother is too busy, it's the same for me to make frost festival grass."
"That's good." Mo Chen doesn't need to be polite to his junior brother, the process of making the Frost Festival Herb is not complicated, Jiang Fan can handle it.
"Sure, then I'll start when the weather clears up, and I'll make it in seven or eight days. It shouldn't delay my junior brother's next use."
The medicinal herbs that Xiaodong is now soaking in are not expensive. There are a lot of herbs planted on the mountain. Because of the good water and soil, they don’t need to take care of them after the seeds are sown. They can grow well by themselves. Just pick it up. The prescription of this medicinal bath was changed by Li Fulin. The efficacy of the medicine is not as good as the original prescription, but the original prescription must be followed. The door, also can not afford.
The improved prescription is just right for Zi Xiaodong to use, the effect is too overbearing for his small body to bear.
Xiaodong's feeling of practicing kung fu is different now than it was at the beginning.
When he first started to meditate, because he didn't know how to use his luck to perform exercises, he often sat in vain, and his legs became numb after sitting for a while. That feeling... who knows who is numb! Woody, blunt, sour, prickly, and numb, it felt like being pricked by countless small needles when the foot hit the ground, and it took a long time to recover.
Later, master and senior brothers often helped Xiaodong perform exercises, pouring his own spiritual power into Xiaodong's body, allowing him to feel the feeling of spiritual energy flowing through the meridians and traveling around his body for a week. After sorting out like this several times, Xiaodong gradually got the hang of it. Now his meditation can be regarded as meditation. Before that, it was just a posture that was just a form, and it didn't count at all.
This feeling…
fantastic.
The feeling of spiritual power flowing through the meridians is like spring water gushing out from the ground, flowing slowly and calmly along the stream.
He could hear many sounds that he couldn't hear normally, the beating of the pulse and the vibrating movement of the lungs during breathing. These sounds were regular and harmonious, and seemed to imply some mysterious truth.
It can even be said that the feeling after doing the exercises is very enjoyable. It's like taking a warm hot bath, washing off a layer of dirt, and it's like eating some nourishing food. I feel more energetic than before, and my hands and feet seem to be more flexible and powerful.
Xiaodong slowly opened his eyes and exhaled lightly.
Mo Chen has been watching him all the time, seeing him reaping his efforts, he nodded in approval: "That's right, it's made progress."
Xiaodong grinned, and then realized that it was already dark outside, and it seemed that this meditation took a little longer than last time.
"Brother Jiang has already left?"
"I've been walking for quite a while." Mo Chen handed him a glass of water, Xiaodong held the glass in both hands and drank the water in small sips. After he finished drinking the water and put down the glass, Mo Chen asked: "I have something to ask you."
"Brother, ask."
Xiaodong has nothing to say to the big brother.
But he didn't expect that what Mo Chen asked was exactly what he couldn't say.
"When did you see Brother Ning on the stone pagoda that day?"
"It was in the second half of that day... I don't know the exact time."
"Then when you were on the tower, did you see other people passing by there?"
Well…
Xiaodong suddenly went dumb.
He saw it, and he saw it clearly.
But he promised his senior sister that he would keep this secret.
Xiaodong opened his mouth halfway, and the astonished and guilty expression on his face had already told the truth clearly.
Mo Chen was a little surprised.
The junior brother clearly saw it too, but why did he hide it for others
Mo Chen knew Xiaodong very well, and it was precisely because of his understanding that he felt even more confused now.
"how?"
Xiaodong was very embarrassed and stammered, "I... I..."
Mo Chen patted his head, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, if you are in trouble, I just don't ask."
Xiaodong felt very sorry.
He didn't deliberately want to hide it from his senior brother. If he hadn't agreed to his senior sister first, he would definitely say something to his senior brother without hesitation.
"I saw it, but I promised not to say anything." Xiaodong drooped his head.
He had heard before that if a person has no faith, he will not stand, but just listen to it. He never thought about being faithful and keeping promises. It turns out that it is not an easy task.
The elder brother didn't force him to ask him, but Xiaodong still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Mo Chen suddenly asked: "Did you promise Linglong to keep the secret?"
Xiaodong raised his head all of a sudden.
How did the big brother know
Seeing Xiaodong's appearance, Mo Chen knew that he guessed right without him answering.
The little junior brother is too simple, what is in his heart is written on his face, and people can see it at a glance, and there is no need to spend effort to guess or ask.
Isn't this obvious? Junior brother is so honest, he rarely interacts with people. Other than the master, there are only a few brothers and sisters like them who are also direct disciples who he can trust and talk to. There are only a few people who can make him agree to keep a secret. Since it's not the master, it's not Mo Chen himself, and it's not Jiang Fan, then the most likely one is Linglong. As for other people, they don't have this weight and affection with the junior brother.
As long as he figured this out, Mo Chen guessed about the inside story of this matter with a thought.
He had also met twice before, Linglong and Zhai Wenhui practicing sword moves together, although their movements were no closer than others. But with Linglong's temperament, even Jiang Fan was always bullied when she practiced sword with her. Isn't it obvious why Zhai Wenhui can make her look good
"Okay, I know everything. You promised her first, and since you promised, you must keep your promise. It's because you keep your promise, which is a good thing."
"But senior brother, how do you know all about it?"
Xiaodong's mood is very complicated at the moment.
He really didn't say anything, but the elder brother still guessed, is he too stupid
But senior brother has always been like this, it seems that there is nothing difficult to stop him, and nothing can be hidden from him. (to be continued)