When I went to bed that night, Sanmeier kept whispering to me in the hospital bed next door. She said she believed in me, especially when I showed the little girl that she had Zhumudan in the afternoon, which gave her hope.
, she said, how could you forget what you have learned? Jiaolong, you can definitely start over.
I didn't speak. I listened to her voice and looked at my right hand, which was wrapped like a bun. She didn't understand many things. I can see and feel these things because I was born with yin and yang. And I was picking up Xian'er.
Only then did the body become spiritual, and the understanding was extremely high, which is a bit similar to the colloquial saying of opening the heavenly eye. That is to say, you have to open the heavenly eye before you can understand yourself. Even if you don’t understand what you see, your brain and heart have a way. This is
It's just understanding.
To apply these understandings and bring them into play, you need the yin and yang roots, which is the most important middle finger on the right hand. Everyone has a middle finger, so whoever buys the book and reads it when I publish it will be able to take it as a
Onmyoji?
Of course not, you must first have a spirit, that is, have the understanding to accept yin and yang, and finally open the eye of the sky and use techniques to penetrate it, otherwise it will be useless to draw a ladybird on a gourd. The talisman is the same, but the effect of drawing it is very different.
Those with high Taoism can suppress ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, but those without spiritual power will not only fail to expel evil but will attract dirty people to come to your door to ridicule and humiliate you.
I understand this process very well. My body is an innate yin and yang at the beginning, and the blood itself can suppress evil and exorcise ghosts, so when I receive the immortal child, it is extremely smooth. It is equivalent to being directly present, opening the eyes of the sky, and enlightening me at the same time. In the dream
The person is the person who taught me how to use Yin and Yang root magic. The innate conditions give me enough advantages. When the three immortals come to me the day after tomorrow, plus the various techniques taught by the person in the dream, I can naturally bear the name of Onmyoji.
But now, I dare not say it. The innate yin and yang are gone, and the blood will definitely not have the ability it used to have. In addition, I can’t invite the old fairy without the blessing of the three immortals, which means I can no longer watch Xiangtou.
Wu, what makes things worse is that the yin and yang roots are still broken, and I can't use the formation at all. It's the same as when Xiaobei wanted to learn Taoism but I broke the yin and yang roots. The innate ones are taken back to you.
The day after tomorrow, the road will be blocked for you again.
I remember Cheng Baize once said before that if I was born with a broken yin and yang, I could only be an entry-level teacher. At least the old Xian'er is still there, and the yin and yang roots can still be used, which means that the blood is not as strong as before.
Well, now, even the entry-level ones are out of reach. To put it bluntly, the third sister is more qualified to be an onmyoji than me. At least her yin and yang skills are still good, and what do I have?
Woolen cloth.
I'm not willing to give in, but I really don't have the confidence anymore. I can pretend to my friends that I'm still holding on, but in fact, my heart is already full of honeycombs. The best thing to say is that I go to Uncle Chou's place to cultivate myself and stay with my third sister. The worst thing to say is me and him.
Damn it, I have to die far away.
Think? I have been thinking about it for twenty-four years, and I have thought that I have nothing and have given up everything. What else can I figure out!
"Qiaoqiao, is it really okay for you to be discharged from the hospital like this?"
Standing at the elevator entrance, I looked at my mother and smiled: "It's okay. The doctor said that I can come back for a check-up when I take off the plaster. Don't worry. I feel relieved when I see that grandpa is okay."
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My mother pressed the elevator button for me and sighed worriedly: "Is that kid named San Mei'er going to follow you from now on?"
I nodded: "Well, her uncle and I are very good friends. I should take care of her. But now she has been taking care of me. Didn't she just go down with Zong Bao first and help me pack my things?"
Am I looking for a car?"
The mother hummed: "I think that child is quite precocious. How old is she?"
"Twelve, one round younger than me."
"It doesn't look like that. She talks and acts like a big girl. Maybe it's because children who have no one to take care of them become wise early."
I smiled and didn't respond. I heard a voice calling my name from behind. I turned around and saw a young nurse running over, panting, "Mr. Ma, I went to your grandpa's ward specifically to look for you. I knew you would do it."
Come here and take a look. Your medical notebook has been left on the bedside. You need to put this away because you will need it when you return to the clinic."
"Thank you." I took it with one hand and glanced at the open elevator door: "Mom, please go back. I will come back to see my grandpa when he is discharged from the hospital. If you want to go directly back to your hometown in the countryside, just let me know. I'll be fine."
Let Zong Bao find a car for you to take back."
"That's easy to say. Let me take you downstairs."
"Need not!!"
I shook my head with a smile and walked into the elevator on crutches: "I'm not a disabled person yet. I've been able to use the crutches very well these past two days. You can go back to the ward. Sanmei'er and Zongbao are waiting for me at the entrance of the hospital. I
Just get in the car."
"I'll give it away."
"It's really not necessary. I'm not happy with you like this. You can see that I can stand on one foot. Come back, ah."
Standing in the elevator and pressing the door button, I looked at my mother with a soft smile on her lips, "Hurry up and go back to accompany grandpa. Didn't he just keep urging you to go back quickly? Go back."
"Then be careful, Qiaoqiao. Give me a call when you get home."
I nodded in response. I waited until the elevator door was completely closed and pressed the first floor button. Then I breathed out softly and looked at the elevator numbers that were slowly going down. When more and more people came in, I lowered my face and leaned on my crutches.
He leaned to the very back corner, not wanting to be recognized by anyone at this moment.
Until there was a "ding" sound, and the people in front of me rushed out in a hurry, I stood there calmly and waited for everyone to walk out, then slowly picked up the crutches. Just as I was about to move, I raised my crutches.
But his eyes suddenly froze, and when he looked at the person in front of him, his chest suddenly twitched...
He was standing outside the door in a suit and tie, his dressing style was as sharp and capable as ever, his starry eyes were dazzling, but his face was still expressionless. Probably because he saw that I hadn't moved for a while, he frowned slightly and said in a cold tone: "Come out?
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"Jiaolong..."
Xiao Tian, who was standing behind him, looked at me with obvious surprise, but after only uttering two words, he glanced at the back of Zhuo Jing's head with some taboo and hurriedly closed his mouth. Zhuo Jing looked at me, his face slightly turned, his tone
Then he asked Xiao Tian with some confusion: "Do you know him?"
"Well...she is the one..."
"do not recognize!!"
I took a deep breath to interrupt Xiao Tian, suppressed my emotions and spoke directly, lowering my eyes, not daring to look at him again: "I'm going out now, right away!!"
She hurriedly moved one leg out of the elevator, and held her breath hard when she passed by him, for fear that she might accidentally reveal a flaw and let him see something.
"Jiao..."
Xiao Tian still wanted to call me, but I glared at him with red eyes and shook my head secretly. Xiao Tian could only sigh and followed Zhuo Jing directly into the elevator behind me. When I heard the sound of the door closing, I
The breath finally came out with a slight tremor, and the nose began to feel sore. Thinking about his face just now, it was pretty good, wasn't it? Is this him? This is what he should be like, and he shook his head numbly.
Not daring to think too much, I took a few steps and suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind: "Lin Qiao."
My body suddenly shook, tears welled up uncontrollably, and I didn't dare to look back. How could he call me again?
"Lin Qiao, right?"
I turned around in confusion and watched Zhuo Jing walk over from the elevator in two steps with my medical notebook in hand: "Yours?"
He hurriedly rubbed his face on his shoulder and reached out to take it: "Thank you, thank you."
"Wait a moment."
His hand suddenly grabbed my wrist, and there was a slight hesitation in Ru Mo's eyes: "You know me, or I know you, right?"
I shook my head instinctively and looked at his face so close to me, "I... know him. I've seen him on TV. Is he the heir of the Zhuo family? He's a celebrity. Hehe...hehe..."
The searching light in Zhuo Jing's eyes faded away, and his expression immediately returned to a cold expression, "That's because I was abrupt and bothered you."
I watched him turn around, but he tightly clenched the medical notebook in his hand, forcing myself to turn around and stop looking at him. My eyes turned upward hard, and my limbs suddenly became weak. When I heard the elevator door closing again, I leaned on
The crutches I was holding fell to the ground with a clang, and I had obviously put them down. Why can't I be as free and easy as I said?!
"Jiaolong!!"
The third sister hurriedly ran from the door. She couldn't help but be shocked when she looked at me. She hurriedly picked up the strange shape and stretched out her hand to support me: "What's wrong with you? Someone bumped into you! Does it hurt?"
Why are you crying!!"
I sniffed and shook my head vigorously, not wanting to say anything. Why should I let him see me like this? He must think I have a mental problem. Why are I crying? I should be happy to see him recovering so well!
"Jiaolong, what's wrong with you? Who did you bully when you spoke..."
Sitting in the car, Sanmei'er kept asking me: "Where are the injuries? Do we have to go back to see the doctor? Is it okay to go home like this?"
I tried my best to adjust my emotions, looked out the window, and didn't want to say anything more until my condition was completely restored.
"Jiaolong, you..."
"Stop asking."
Zong Bao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, calmly opened his mouth, "There is nothing else I can say that would make her emotionally collapse except meeting Zhuo Jing."
Third Sister was stunned for a moment and looked at me: "Mr. Zhuo? Did you see Mr. Zhuo? Did you say anything? He..."
"I'll answer for her, can she still sit here like this if she recognizes her? One of them refuses to recognize her, and the other has forgotten. It doesn't hurt if she forgets, but it's uncomfortable if she refuses to recognize her."
As he said that, Zong Bao looked back at San Mei'er as if he understood me from the inside out: "Don't talk about this topic with her in the future. That would just be irritating her. What did she say about righteousness and righteousness?
If you talk about Jianghu, just treat it as fart. She says one thing and does another, and everything she says sounds nice. Once you meet her, your life will be over."
"Liu Zongbao!!"
Zong Bao looked at me with a trembling look: "What are you in a hurry for? I'll tell you what's mine, and you can feel sorry for yours. We won't waste any time."