Chai Da did not go back to the cabin with them. Instead, he said goodbye to Chen Mo and went somewhere else. As for where he was going, Chen Mo didn't ask, and Chai Da didn't tell him either.
It was just noon when we came out of the tomato garden, and the winter sun was the warmest at this time. Not long after Chen Mo left the garden, he took Yan Yu to rest on a hillside. Here he saw the tomato garden and the hill not long ago.
There is a persimmon tree of excellent age at the top of the hill. They had already seen this persimmon tree when they came here, but they didn't come to see it at that time. There is nothing worthwhile to see by itself.
"Why do you want to stay here?" Yan Yu looked up at this old persimmon tree with almost no leaves. There were only a few overripe persimmons hanging on it that were about to fall off. A gust of wind could blow them off, but they didn't.
When it fell down, Yan Yu was heartbroken to see it.
"Didn't you always look at this tree when you came here? Did you want to pick the fruits here? I just need to take a rest, so you can pick them yourself." After saying that, Chen Mo went to work under the big tree. He really needed to take a rest.
"Look at the persimmon forest, does it look like this lonely old locust tree looking at the sun-filled house there?" Yan Yu pointed to the persimmon forest outside the tomato orchard.
There was no response. Yan Yu turned his head and looked at Chen Mo who was meditating, curled his lips, and then looked up at the persimmon tree. Yan Yu knew that he was really seriously injured, but she was helpless.
Chen Mo's spiritual consciousness appeared in the Qi Realm, and the originally vibrant forest withered away.
"Is this the scene after the true energy becomes thinner?" Chen Mo looked at the withered forest, a little curious. Although the flowers, plants and trees were listless, Chen Mo still felt that they were breathing slightly, as if they were sleeping.
slow.
Chen Mo sat down in this space, and this position was next to the tree man. Every time he appeared, he appeared in this position, as if this position was the center of the world. Chen Mo slowed down his breathing, and the fingerprints in his hands were intermittently
It changes. Gradually, this forest slowly adapts to its own breathing rhythm.
Outside the body, Yan Yu looked at the red persimmons. There was a breeze coming from all around, hitting Chen Mo's position. She knew that this was not a natural wind, but the movement caused by Chen Mo. She murmured: "It's bigger, it's bigger,
If it's bigger, I can blow that persimmon off."
Yan Yu looked pitifully, but the noise Chen Mo made was like this, which made her have to wonder if he did it on purpose. The wind at the spring was much stronger than this at that time. She looked at it, but she didn't fall.
, the bored Yan Yu simply lay down on a place next to the big tree. She didn't know when Chen Mo would wake up.
In the Qi Realm, a little bit of true energy began to flow in this space. Chen Mo himself did not know how long he had been sitting here. There is no concept of time here. This is why Chen Mo does not often appear here. Do you think that in this space?
This is a long time. In fact, it is just a moment outside. Or you think you are just here for a moment, but in fact it is a long time outside. Everyone has this feeling. It is impossible to say or understand, but it is just a long time.
You can rely on your own feelings.
Chen Mo still remembers a story his master once told. Some people who seemed to be very talented actually trained in the Qi Realm through this method. They trained for a long time, but the actual time only lasted a moment, but it was only
What the master said has no basis in fact. Chen Mo also tried this method at first, and gave up after trying it a few times. He himself couldn't tell whether the time inside compared with the time outside. He didn't want to practice.
He has only been practicing for a short time, and several years have passed outside. This may also be a sign of being obsessed. But there is one thing that Chen Mo can grasp a little bit, that is, his spiritual consciousness is not practicing martial arts inside, but
Generally speaking, when meditating, time passes more slowly in the Qi Realm. This is why Chen Mo now enters the Qi Realm to practice.
What Chen Mo doesn't know is that not all martial arts practitioners can restrain their consciousness and enter the Qi Realm, and most of them observe from the outside, like a child holding a crystal ball, but cannot enter inside.
, this may be what people often call talent.
The world of Qi is like a world full of unknowns, temptations, and dangers, which is both fascinating and scary.
As soon as there was a slight breeze flowing in the Qi Realm, Chen Mo retreated from the Qi Realm. Those breezes were the turbulent flow of true energy formed in the Qi Realm.
Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a heavy breath of white air. The white air swirled in the void and disappeared. Chen Mo relaxed his body for a while. The fatigue and pain were still there, but they had not alleviated much, but
It has also lightened a bit, which is better than nothing. The wound on the chest no longer bleeds. This is the benefit of those who practice martial arts. The injury heals much faster than ordinary people. The first level of body tempering is not called that casually.
He looked at his own shadow and saw that it had not lengthened much. Then he looked at the side. Yan Yu seemed to be sleeping soundly. Chen Mo was about to wake her up. By coincidence, there was no wind at this time, but that was it.
Under the circumstances, the shaky red persimmon hanging on the tree fell down with a weak "click" at this moment, passed through the crisscrossing branches, and hit Yan Yu's face very accurately.
"Ah~!"
Yan Yu sat up suddenly, her eyes were filled with purple and red, and the wet feeling was accompanied by a scent. Before she could recover, a hand wiped away the things on her face. Her vision finally became clear, and she gradually relaxed.
After coming to his senses, he looked at the rotten persimmon in Chen Mo's hand and seemed to understand something. His original confused state turned into anger: "Chen Mo, is it fun? You don't know this?
It hurts!!! I’m not your thick-skinned person!!”
This time it was Chen Mo's turn to be confused, then he looked up at the persimmon tree and said innocently: "It fell by itself, do you believe it?"
The wrinkles on Yan Yu's forehead flashed.
Chen Mo turned a blind eye, looked at the rotten persimmon on his hand, took a lick, and said, "It's quite sweet, do you want to try it?"
As he spoke, he put the rotten persimmon in his hand to Yan Yu's mouth. Yan Yu still looked at him angrily, but he licked it honestly with his little tongue.
Seeing her looking intently, Chen Mo used his other hand to slowly wipe the remaining juice from her face. Fortunately, the persimmon was already ripe, otherwise...
"It's time to go back."
.....
It was already late at night when Chen Mo carried Yan Yu back to the cabin.
"Are you home?" Yan Yu looked at the familiar scene in a daze, struggled off Chen Mo's back, and said, "You make a fire, and I'll get some water and medicine to treat your wound."
After saying that, he ran into the small room alone, where there were spare medicines that Chen Mo usually made by himself.
Chen Mo looked at the small house. There were not many changes, and he didn't know that anyone had been here before. Then he moved firewood in a corner of the small courtyard. In this cold winter, it was too difficult to fall asleep without a bonfire to warm up.
, the house where the leak was found didn’t even have a thicker quilt, Chen Mo thought about whether he had to grab a quilt and come back.
"Ah~~!" Yan Yu's cry came from the small room.
"What's wrong?" Chen Mo asked nonchalantly.
There was no response from the room. After a while, Yan Yu walked out of the room. A man in white walked out of the room with her. The man in white held Yan Yu's hand and appeared in front of Chen Mo. Yan Yu wanted to resist.
But being held by a man, she couldn't make any drastic moves.
With a "crash", the firewood in Chen Mo's hand fell to the ground, and with a "crash", Qingyu came out of its sheath. Under the moonlight, the single blade shone with a chilling light.
Chen Mo was filled with horror. When did he appear? Or has he been here all along, waiting for them to come back? When he came back before, he didn't find anything unusual at all. Even now, the man in white is standing there
In front of me, I don't think there's anything special about him. It's just this lack of specialness that is the most special.
"Who are you?" Chen Mo asked coldly, staring at the strange man in white who suddenly appeared in their home.
The man in white had a faint smile on his face. He didn't care at all about Chen Mo's aura that could explode at any time. He then raised his other hand with several books in it. It was Yan Yu who started from that
If you snatched it back from the old man, no, it should only be regarded as a book that was obtained through fraud.
"I'm just here to catch a thief." The man in white said lightly.
"She got this from someone else. Are you really just here to ask for these books?" Chen Mo said lightly.
"Have you seen this little girl change?"
"I really got this from an old man." Yan Yu finally said. "If this book belongs to you, just take it back."
"You have read it all. There are some contents in these books that cannot be disclosed to outsiders." The man in white replied to Yan Yu, but his eyes were still looking at Chen Mo.
"Then what do you want to do? I've seen everything. Is it possible that you want to erase what I've seen?"
"That's okay. Considering your young age, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll erase your memory. It's a small punishment." After saying that, the man in white put the book in his hand back into his arms.
inside.
"Don't even think about it." Chen Mo said in a deep voice. What he called erasing the memory would not mean erasing Yan Yu's memory of reading these books.
"It's not up to you." The man in white didn't care at all about his resistance. He pulled Yan Yu in front of him and gently placed one hand on Yan Yu's Tianling Cap.
Yan Yu also knew what the stranger was referring to by erasing memories. He looked at Chen Mo with a pale face and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say it, as if he was being restrained.
"Feiyan!" Chen Mo drew his sword. Even though this man put a lot of invisible pressure on him, he still chose to draw his sword.
"Broken." The man in white just chanted one word softly, and Chen Mo's explosive momentum disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving Chen Mo standing there in a daze.