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It's just impossible, she won't look at him the same way she looks at Murong Jing! Nor will she snuggle into her arms like that... laughing and joking with him, watching the sunrise and sunset.

Somewhat angrily, Xiaobao turned around!

He quickly left the palace and headed straight outside the city![

He was running wildly, running wildly without any purpose!

I want to take advantage of the feeling of flying in the wind and forget the desires in my mind.

Until I left the capital, ran to the top of a mountain, and saw an octagonal pavilion that purifies the heart.

There is actually a pavilion on a high mountain?

If you look closely, it turns out that there is a temple at the foot of the mountain on the other side.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the buildings in the temple.

This is half of the mountain, and the other half is a cliff. On the opposite side of the cliff, there is still a mountain. The two mountains stand together, and it feels like they were cut apart from the middle.

Just now he came up from the side using Qinggong.

At this time, he was lying on the top of the pavilion a little depressed.

The mountain breeze blew by, blowing his soft blue hair.

He likes to stand at a high place, because when he stands at a high place and looks around, all the vast things seem to be as lonely and lonely as he is.

It is already afternoon, close to sunset.

"Sunset, after all... I can only watch it alone." Xiaobao's eyes were dim. A small hand involuntarily touched his heart, which was beating. It seemed that otherwise, he would not feel that he was still alive.

Same.

What's the use of living longer? Having nothing...

The thing you long for does not belong to you.

The sun sets, the night begins, and the birds return to their nests...

Xiaobao was numb, still lying motionless, as if he had merged with the world.

Starry, everything is quiet

The great wheel of time is still spinning.[

Until the east turns white and dawn comes.

On the octagonal pavilion on the top of the mountain, there is still that little body, with empty eyes looking at the sky.

My hair was soaked with dew, and so were my clothes.

At this time, there was a sound coming from under the pavilion. It was the sound of sweeping the floor.

It was an old monk who came up and was sweeping the fallen leaves and corners around the pavilion.

Here is a small platform with a pavilion. If you look carefully, you will find that on the edge of the cliff, with sandalwood curling up, there is actually a Bodhisattva. No, to be more precise, it is a stone tablet with carved words. Suddenly, the old monk was frightened.

He jumped so hard that he almost threw away the broom in his hand.

If you look closely, you will see a child staring at you. His eyes are like the water of a pool of death.

"Little donor, why are you here? Where is the adult?" When the old monk saw clearly that there was only a child in front of him, his heart calmed down.

It's just dawn now and it's quiet. It's hard to avoid being startled when you suddenly see someone.

"Were you scared just now?" The voice was cold and ethereal.

"Amitabha, this is human nature. In the nearly 40 years that Lao Nasao has been here, he has never seen a donor offering incense at this time." It would take an ordinary person an hour or two to climb up to this place, so naturally no one would be like this.

Show up early.

"I'm not here to offer incense, I'm a ghost. A lonely ghost."

"Ghosts are also humans, and humans are also ghosts."

"Monk, then you can be a ghost and accompany me."

"Isn't Lao Na accompanying you now?"

"..." It's boring.

There was coldness and cruelty in Xiaobao's eyes. He couldn't calm down all night, but he became even more frantic.

He turned around and wanted to leave.

The old monk called out the Dharma again, "Little donor, open your mind and you can see the sun and the moon."

Xiaobao's eyes narrowed, he pursed his lips and did not look back.

The figure flashed, and the person was already several feet away.

When I took another look, there was no trace...[

*******

Xiaobao returned to the palace again.

When he arrived at the side courtyard, he met Murong Jing.

Murong Jing looked back and looked at him calmly.

In the past, the two of them had relied on each other, fought against each other, and had tit-for-tat confrontations.

"Master Huangfu, I'm here to deliver medicine to you." Murong Jing ordered people to deliver tonics. Naturally, he had already checked to see what kind of medicines these were. They were for replenishing blood and qi. As a very smart person, he naturally guessed that Cui

What is the medicine that the miracle doctor refers to? At present, he is asking for help from others, and it is not an exaggeration to express it a little bit.
Chapter completed!