After that, I could only stay here, and no one here would advise me to let go and not worry too much. However, Wei Qingzheng sometimes came back from looking for food. Seeing me feeling depressed, he knew that I might be homesick. If you want to go out, he naturally encouraged me: "It is actually not necessary to think too much. If you think too much when you are seriously injured outside, it will not be of any benefit to the healing of the wound. But here you are at will... Even if you are worried, your wound will not show any sign of deterioration, and of course it will not get better."

At that time, I was leaning against the tree trunk, and I have been living like this these days. The wound was very heavy. Although it would not be worse no matter what, the pain caused by pulling was inevitable. At first, I didn't want to move for a while. Until now, I don't know if it's used to the pain or what. Anyway, I'm now sagging with my face, numbing myself desperately in my heart, thinking that I'll go down tomorrow. Fortunately, because under the spur of Brother Shu and others, my practice was still quite hard, so

Fasting’ was learning well, of course I was not sure if it was related to this formation. It was because Wei Qingzheng, a Pixiu, was too idle or really hungry, and he would go around the canyon below by making food, which made me have to believe that I was practicing the "fasting” well, but obviously because I didn't think it was necessary to learn this at that time. If I even had the habit of eating three meals a day, I would have completely fallen into boring purgatory.

I looked into the distance with some trance, and watched Wei Qingzheng climb up from below, and sighed without warning, and then slowly shrank back the legs that were placed vertically there. After blinking, Wei Qingzheng had already climbed up the uneven cliff, and then lay directly on the trunk of the tree. The lazy spirit was comparable to mine.

I put my left hand on my knees, and my legs were shaking unconsciously. After a long time, I realized that two sharp eyes were wandering around me. I looked up with a confused look on my face, and then Ying and Azheng looked at me with a heavy look. I looked back innocently, and then I looked at my feet along their gaze. Then some branches of the old tree were shaking slightly because of my restlessness.

I smiled at them embarrassedly and promised repeatedly: "I didn't mean it, it was just a habit." A Zheng looked at me, then turned his head lightly, unable to see the joy and anger; but Ying, even if I couldn't see its face, I could not guess how it was in a mood. It was still lukewarm, but her voice was much lower than usual: "If you are restless, I will throw you down directly, do you believe it?"

After hearing this, I was still a little reluctant to compromise like this, and muttered to myself: If you are willing, then you will throw me down and rest. Anyway, I will not die. At most, I will feel a little painful at the moment of falling down. But the provocative words came to my mouth, but I swallowed them unwillingly.

As I said, anyway, if you fall down, you can't die, so Ying naturally doesn't need to worry about it. If you make it angry, it's not impossible to really throw me away. Although you have suffered injuries from childhood to adulthood, Brother Shu was fine when he was fighting with me. If he beat me hard, it would just be bruised. The pain would hurt a little, but it didn't matter. In contrast, Sister Gan Yu occasionally competed with me, so she wouldn't be able to hold on to her position. Will she get hurt? Even if there is no sword in the temple, she can only use wooden sticks to compete with her - of course, when practicing swords, she is exceptional.

However, even so, Sister Gan Yu would carelessly grasp the strength and stab it directly. On several occasions, she almost failed to contain the strength. The wooden stick penetrated my entire palm. Later, it took a long time to heal. But Brother Shu decided to give up Gan Yu and compete with me. It was several years later. Since Sister Gan Yu accidentally hurt me, she had been cautious and had a very frightened attitude when she started to compete with me. After a while, she finally recovered her usual attitude towards me. But one day, she and I were in a hurry. When I was drunk, I picked up a wooden branch and planned to compete.

However, it was just that time, when it was just fun and casual gestures, but later the alcoholism slowly came up. I didn't know when the attitude of the exchange of competition changed from the carelessness of the previous one to the seriousness of the later years. Later, I was a little overwhelmed with alcohol, and my steps gradually became staggering. I was about to stop, but Gan Yu was already drunk and didn't hear it at all, and he stabbed straight towards me. If I had been practicing for the past, I had always avoided the key points. Unexpectedly, she seemed to be crazy that day, and there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes. I was frightened by the unconcealed sorrow and hatred in her eyes. When I reacted and wanted to avoid it, I felt a faint pressure from Gan Yu in surprise. When I was about to avoid it, I realized that the overwhelming pressure around me still held me in place, and I was extremely moved.

So I could only watch the slender wooden branch not entering my chest, and then I felt the sound of it breaking through the flesh and blood and passing through the skin. At that time, my thoughts were blank. When I woke up again, I saw Sister Gan Yu sleeping beside me, her face coming to her side was red, tears around her eyes had not dried yet, and her nose bubbled out from time to time when I was sleeping. I was stunned. To be honest, I have never seen Sister Gan Yu so embarrassed, she has always cared about her appearance...

This incident has long passed. The scar has been used to use the scar removal cream specially developed by Namo, and it has slowly faded away. If I hadn't looked carefully, I wouldn't have noticed it at all. I didn't plan to use that. After all, it was just a few scars, not a woman. Why should I care about those appearances? But looking at Sister Gan Yu's guilty eyes, I couldn't help but agree.

But the scar has faded, but the fear at that time has not completely faded. I may not have cared very much before, but now I am afraid of the pain for no reason. Perhaps it is because of this incident that I cherish this rare life.

I smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around and responded to Ying in a very perfunctory way, and stopped replying.

He might have seen that I was in a bad mood, but he could only guess that I was just not convinced of his threat at the moment. No matter how smart he was, he could argue with a heart of others, and he could not guess the twists and turns in my heart. So he smiled and mocked: "What? I don't agree." I thought for a moment, and then replied in a depressed mood: "No, I just think you are too stingy, just a few strokes. It's worth being threatened like this. You can see that you are not very broad-minded."

However, Lao Shu miraculously did not get angry, but smiled with a point of view: "If there is a child who climbs on your neck regardless of your feelings and tries to play with it, I think you will be annoyed."

Regarding this metaphor, I thought about it carefully, and after a long time of consideration, I thought, "Actually, it may not be... After all, personally, I still like children very much. They... do you mean I am a child?"

Lao Shu asked disapprovingly: "Isn't it?"

I knew that my face might not look particularly good at that moment. I frowned slightly, but I shouted in my heart that I would beat it one day, but I smiled slightly on the surface.

(End of this chapter)
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