Floating clouds

Chapter 69 Changes

Chong Hui also had red eyes, saw Lin Xinglu was covered in blood, and didn't know if it was his own or someone else's, fearing that he might feel uncomfortable, he took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine, and a bunch of trauma medicine, staring at Lin Xinglu Don't know where to start.

Lin Xinglu looked at the sky, the stars were all over the place, and the silver light was shining. He wanted to come back, to the floating clouds that he dreamed of and dreamed about day and night. Is it the same for Daoist Qingsong, who wanted to go back but couldn't.

Did he ever toss and turn, just to think about the plants and trees here?

"Master still favors you after all."

Qingsong's eccentric sentence before his death does not contain resentment.

He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it, and looked at it with a smile.

Mu Zheng watched Lin Xinglu being surrounded by Lin Mingqi and Chonghui, and thought that these two people had no eyesight, so he lifted them away with one hand, and said, "Didn't you see that your seniors are tired! What are you doing here, what can you say?" Let's talk tomorrow."

The two of them were used to being scolded, and they didn't even talk back. They stood by and looked at Lin Xinglu helplessly.

Lin Xinglu motioned for them to leave, Mu Zheng grabbed him, and went into the Xinxinyuan like burning his ass.

"Master." Lin Xinglu's wrist ached from his grasp.

With a gloomy face, Mu Zheng ignored him, threw him into the bathtub behind the screen, let him wash himself, then slammed the door with a 'bang', and sat alone in the yard angrily.

He seemed to be angry with himself, when he thought of how he went to buy snacks diligently, and tasted everything before buying, but when he came back, he saw that the building was empty.

In an instant, the snacks were also dropped, and I couldn't even control my hands and feet, like falling into an ice cellar.

He clearly felt that he was afraid, he was afraid that Lin Xinglu would not come back, that he would run away with that little bastard Cheng Jun.

Now that the person came back, he still had his heart hanging, and was angry with himself again, hating himself for being worthless in front of Lin Xinglu, and hating Lin Xinglu for leaving as soon as he said he wanted to, and not paying attention to him as a master at all.

After a while, he heard that there seemed to be no movement inside, not even the sound of water, and his heart hung in his throat again, and he rushed in.

Lin Xinglu fell asleep in the bathtub.

The water was already cold, but he didn't feel it. He leaned his head on the barrel as if in a coma, and fell asleep.

Mu Zheng remembered what happened to him in the heart demon formation, and his anger melted away. He hugged him out, looked at the blue and red bruises on Lin Xinglu's body, and took advantage of his fine and tender white skin, a burst of fire came from him. His stomach was burning and he almost lost control.

But looking at Lin Xinglu's defenseless sleeping face, she couldn't bear to torment him, so she finally kissed his red lips, changed his clothes in agony, and let him lie down and sleep.

Lin Xinglu didn't sleep for a long time, he woke up in less than an hour. He was a little strange to this room for a while, just sitting up, he saw Mu Zheng sitting facing him at the door, without blinking his eyes.

"Master, why are you sitting there?" Lin Xinglu felt a burning pain in his buttocks when he saw Mu Zheng like this. He knew it was an illusion, but he couldn't help shrinking back.

"I'm afraid you'll run away again." Mu Zheng replied without moving, and continued to stare at Lin Xinglu.

"Master, don't do this." Lin Xinglu felt that something was wrong with Mu Zheng, so he got up and put on his shoes.

Mu Zheng stood up, hugged Lin Xinglu, and kissed him on top of his head.

"Master, I'm going to practice." Lin Xinglu broke free from him expressionlessly, picked up his sword and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"What kind of sword did you practice in the middle of the night?" Mu Zheng snatched his sword from him and forbade him to go out.

Lin Xinglu is not afraid of Mu Zheng now. He can see that Mu Zheng is showing weakness, so he is not angry, and walks straight out: "I'm going to meditate."

Mu Zheng didn't dare to stop him, and followed Lin Xinglu step by step.

The next day, when I reunited with Lin Mingqi, I saw Lin Xinglu meditating covered in dew, and Mu Zheng sleeping on his side.

When Mu Zheng heard the movement, he opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Xinglu first. Seeing that he was still there, he continued to pretend to be his sick beauty.

Lin Xinglu woke up from meditation and smiled at Lin Mingqi.

Lin Mingqi saw the moisture on Lin Xinglu's head, and knew that he had been meditating here all night, and his eyes became hot.

She remembered that Lin Xinglu practiced like this in the past. Once he didn't go to sleep for three days and three nights. When he saw her coming, he asked her to help him. He almost fell off the table. Afterwards, the master escorted him to watch him go to sleep. .

Since the eldest brother left, that futon has been placed there alone, no matter the wind and rain, it is there, and even their hearts are empty.

Now that he was sitting there, just sitting there made everyone feel at ease.

"Brother." With red eyes, Lin Mingqi leaned on Lin Xinglu's shoulder, smelling the scent of herbs on Lin Xinglu's body, and tears dripped on Lin Xinglu's hands, turning into small splashes.

Her eldest brother, her Dinghaishenzhen, has finally returned.

Without even raising his eyelids, Mu Zheng took out the ruler like a ghost, and waved it in front of Lin Mingqi's eyes: "If you don't do morning classes, this is no longer a ruler."

Lin Mingqi laughed through tears, this familiar feeling was so good, she jumped down, and followed the reunion to do morning classes together.

After two days of such warmth, Zhonghui always felt that something was wrong. He is not a smart person, but often people who are not smart don't think too much, and their intuition is the keenest. He quietly pulled Lin Mingqi out at night and said: "Little Junior sister, do you feel that senior brother is a bit weird?"

"Is there?" Lin Mingqi was still immersed in the joy that Lin Xinglu was not dead, even if Lin Xinglu turned into a monster, she could rush over with peace of mind.

"Do you think he likes to laugh more than before?" Zhonghui asked unwillingly.

"It's not good to smile at you, you just owe it to panic." Lin Mingqi gave him a sip.

"No, it's just that the smile is creepy." Zhong Hui quickly explained, "It's like he didn't really want to laugh, but he felt that he should laugh, just like this."

After Zhonghui finished speaking, the corners of his mouth pulled upwards, revealing a face that was not smiling.

But Lin Xinglu was full of scholarly anger, even if he faked a smile, it was a gentleman's smile. Looking at the pleasant face, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and meeting the five big and three rough, such a smile felt like he deserved a beating.

With a 'snap', he was slapped by Lin Mingqi as expected.

"I think you're laughing so creepily." Lin Mingqi shook his arms, shaking off his goosebumps.

Immediately she thought about it carefully, and suddenly recalled it, and she whispered: "This morning, they forgot to put sugar in the rice porridge they made. When I wanted to take it home and make it again, my elder brother drank it. I thought he was eating it. After suffering outside, the problem of picky eating has changed."

"What's the change? When we first came here, he just ate one bite if he couldn't get used to it, and his legs were weak all day long. I haven't seen him change it yet." Chonghui said.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that." Lin Mingqi felt even more wrong.

People say that three years old is old. When the Lin family was destroyed, he was already 13 years old. How could he change the faults of being pampered by the Lin family's daughters.

"Then, should we tell Master?" Lin Mingqi hesitated.

Mu Zheng looked at Lin Xinglu more tightly than his eyes, and couldn't find a chance to speak alone.

"Let's take a look again." Zhonghui said worriedly.

After another two days, the reunion was almost restless.

Eldest brother practiced swords like 'Mountains and Waves', but the intent of the sword was like two different people, with a sense of superior judgment.