The stag knew that his owner was very dissatisfied with his behavior of running away when faced with danger, so he actively admitted his mistake but refused to repent.
Si Di slowly climbed up from Xiao Zhenyun, unbelievable: "You actually... really pulled me out."
"Not bad, not difficult." Xiao Zhenyun did not brag about this. Although his skills were very poor and he was a forced guide, he found Si Di's location unexpectedly smoothly along the way. As a noble savior, he naturally raised his hand and asked Si Di to help him sit back on the stag's back.
Si Di was still immersed in shock and unconsciously picked up Xiao Zhenyun. Xiong Lu was naturally happy and relaxed, leading the way in front with brisk steps.
When they reached the boundary between light and darkness, the sentinel couldn't help but say, "Our matching degree... should be very high, perhaps... 80."
After that, he pretended to be very natural, but in fact he added a very stiff title: "...Uncle."
Xiao Zhenyun was very happy: "You still know that I am your uncle? Why didn't you call me uncle when you pointed the gun at me? What did you call me, old pervert?"
When the pistol was mentioned, the embarrassment and awkwardness on Si Di's face disappeared instantly, and his body turned back to being covered with spikes.
Xiao Zhenyun wanted to have a chat with him. He didn't want to completely clear his name, but at least he wanted to get rid of all the blame that the "Xiao Zhenyun" in the novel had never done. However, he was really tired after a day, and seeing that Si Di was in a spent force, he said, "Take a rest first. You've worked hard today."
"..." Si Di didn't say anything. He put Xiao Zhenyun on the back of the stag and watched them quietly cross the border and enter the bright side, while he stayed in the dark. A guide entered the sentinel's mental picture in large part for treatment, while the sentinel's entry into the guide's mental picture mostly had only one meaning... Si Di was not willing to step into Xiao Zhenyun's mental picture yet.
Xiao Zhenyun didn't think so much about it. It didn't matter whether Si Di came or not. What he was thinking about now was another thing. The sentinels had weaker control over their five senses while they were asleep. They could go to noisy places when they were awake during the day, but they would definitely stay in a quiet and comfortable place to sleep at night.
A cave under a storm was definitely not a good place for Si Di to sleep soundly. He had established a spiritual connection with Si Di, which could help the sentinel regulate his five senses, but because of his poor skills and lack of practical experience, he could not sleep tonight in order to ensure that the connection was continuous.
I owe him, I really owe him.
Xiao Zhenyun sighed. Si Di carried him for a whole day and provided him with food and shelter. It was only right for him to keep watch at night and return the favor.
He turned around and looked at Si Di, who had already fallen to the ground and couldn't hold on any longer: "Go to sleep, I'm here for you."
Before closing his eyes, Si Di remembered a day when he was about six years old.
The memory is already very vague, but it must have been a sunny afternoon. At that time, Si Chu had not been adopted yet and he was the only child in the family. His mother dressed very delicately and happily told him that a brother would be back soon, but his brother was of a higher generation and he had to call him uncle.
Soon, guests came to the house. They were a very harmonious family of three. The mother was the sentinel, the father was the guide, and their child was also a boy with awakening tendencies. He had shoulder-length black hair, long and straight legs wrapped in light-colored jeans, a delicate and handsome face, and was as tall and graceful as a pine tree.