"Jiang Lichun? Jiang Lichun" My master's name obviously gave Grandma Ling Qing a different reaction. She was originally a little unconscious, but her innocent and helpless face suddenly showed a thoughtful look.

Could it be that my master's name can stimulate Grandma Ling Qing?

My breathing became a little heavy. This is the first time in so many years that I can see one of them so realistically. If Grandma Ling Qing is here, my master should be nearby? Or, also in one

Where are you looking at me, like Grandma Ling Qing appearing like this?

Thinking about this, I became very excited, and the most direct reaction was that my eyes were sore. Grandma Ling Qing has become like this? Then what will my master look like? Could it be that he is also 10 years old? If so,

Then I should repay him. As a disciple and a son, I must take care of him just like when I was a child in Zhulin Xiaozhu.

Will those lingering and warm scenes turn into the grown-up me and the old but suddenly smaller Master?

"Ah, my head hurts so much. I can't remember who Jiang Lizhun is? I don't want to, I don't want to think, you are a bad guy, you give me a headache." Under my expectant gaze, Grandma Ling Qing's expression became more and more painful.

, in the end, he held his head and shouted like this.

At her mental age, not to mention ten years old, she may only look like six or seven years old, and she can't pretend to be anything.

I saw the pain in Grandma Ling Qing’s eyes, and I felt heartbroken that I couldn’t express at once. In a sense, she is my master’s wife. If master is my father, she can also be regarded as my other mother. She is like this

How can I not feel bad?

Forcibly enduring the feeling of sore nose and sore throat, I gently hugged Grandma Ling Qing, patted her back as if coaxing a child, and said softly: "Okay, okay, we don't want to, that's all.

."

With my comfort, Grandma Ling Qing calmed down a little, and after a while she said: "Brother, can you take me to play? In such a big forest, I only dare to play in this area and look for food. Others

There are many things in this place that are so scary. Only the big monster in this place is afraid of the little flower. I have always been alone, and I feel so scared when I am alone."

Big brother? When did I become Grandma Ling Qing’s big brother? If Ruxue and Ruyue were here right now, looking at Grandma Ling Qing like this, she might call them sister. How would they feel? This

As soon as the idea came to my mind, I couldn't help but rub my head against my sleeve. Then I could only use a method acceptable to Grandma Lingqing, hold her hand and say: "Okay, I won't

Leave yours behind and let’s go together.”

"Do you want to hook up with me?" Grandma Ling Qing looked at me, her eyes full of innocence. Her hand was held in my hand. It was obviously an old hand. Her face was so dark that she couldn't see clearly, but

The traces of time are left behind, but this look

"Well, pull the hook." My nasal voice was very strong, and I really couldn't restrain it.

After pulling the hook, I turned my head and rubbed my eyes hard on my shoulder again.

She must still remember me, right? Otherwise, why can't she forget the intimacy? Many years ago, I first saw her in my hometown town. She appeared so elegantly, so beautifully, with

Ruyue, can she never go back to what she is now?

I had too many emotions to digest, so I could only hold Grandma Ling Qing and sit quietly. Under such circumstances, time passed by in an extremely blurry manner.

I don’t know how long it took before I remembered to raise my hand and look at my watch.

My watch is waterproof, and the time at this moment shows that it is almost 8 o'clock at night. However, in this strange world, the sky seems to be always blue and there is no sign of getting dark at all.

And those who are as insistent as Tianguang are those gray-eyed people. They are still roaring and shouting on the other side, as if they don't want to eat me, and they are unwilling to accept it. I simply can't imagine the fate of the other cultivators.

The river is still calm, and it is this calm that makes me believe that there is still a little hope for Ji Qing? Whether it is self-comfort or self-paralysis, I really don't want him to die.

At least, we masters and disciples should give him an apology. Although it is not our subjective opinion, we have caused the shadow of his childhood and have been living under this shadow.

This man has a weird personality, but I have to admit that he is a real man.

My thoughts were messy, and the emotions of reuniting with Grandma Ling Qing finally calmed down a little at this moment, and I could think about some things rationally. Grandma Ling Qing, perhaps tired, leaned on my shoulder and fell asleep very innocently.

She was asleep, maybe because she had been alone for a long time. When she was sleeping, she held my collar tightly, very hard.

I wanted her to sleep more comfortably, so I tried to pry her hand off, but I found that I couldn't pry it off easily.

However, my action woke her up. She woke up with some sleepiness and looked at me in confusion. I was afraid that she would be sad, so I was about to comfort her, but unexpectedly she stretched herself and suddenly smiled at me.

Said: "Brother, are you hungry? Xiaohua must have found something to eat."

Did the little flower find something to eat? I thought something was wrong. It turned out that the bee-like insect had disappeared without realizing it.

Grandma Ling Qing didn't explain anything. She jumped up and started looking around in this dense forest. There were many fallen leaves in the forest, piled up in layers, and some places were covered with shrubs.

There are still some places with jagged rocks and clumps, but Grandma Ling Qing’s footsteps are very fast. As a young man, I have to follow her with all my concentration so as not to get lost.

But even so, I fell several times and got hung up on bushes and my clothes were torn, so I kept up in embarrassment. Thinking of this, I felt a little sad. Judging from this level of familiarity, how long must Grandma Ling Qing have lived here?

To reach this level? Have you always been alone? Where are Master and the others? Why don't you care about her?

But unlike me, Grandma Ling Qing seemed very happy. From time to time she would get a mushroom or a small fruit, and muttered: "This mushroom is not poisonous and can be eaten. This fruit is sweet."

Something like that.

Even if she has regressed into the mentality of such a little girl, as a voodoo girl for many years, her skills have become her instinct. Distinguishing poisons is simply child's play for her. With this, she can still...

There is a little flower, it must be the natal Gu? That’s why it survives here.

Actually speaking of the little flower, I have some vague impressions. When I was fighting the Hungry Ghost King in the Tomb of the Hungry Ghost, didn't I see a colorful bug flying towards me before I fell into coma? Is it this little flower? Suddenly I felt this way.

Even an insect is full of intimacy.

It's really good to be able to find elders like this.

Soon, Grandma Ling Qing found a small pile of mushrooms, pots, wild vegetables and other things. She handed them to me with great trust and asked me to carry them with my clothes. When I had the gut feeling, she suddenly jumped on the spot.

He stood up, clapped his hands again, and shouted happily: "Xiaohua found the meat and ate it, Xiaohua found the meat and ate it."

After saying this, she suddenly ran in one direction like a rabbit, and I quickly followed her.

All in all, we ran around in the woods for about ten minutes. I almost forgot the way we came. Then she stopped at a place, and then waved a black-looking, dark-shaped strip in her hand.

A snake that was not small, probably about two meters long, waved at me happily.

I ran over quickly, and Grandma Ling Qing pointed at the snake and said to me: "You can't eat the head bitten by the little flower, you can only eat the body. If you eat the meat, you won't be cold for a long, long time."

I looked at her, and was about to take the snake and help her take care of it. She found a sharp-looking stone, broke off the snake's head, and handed the half of the snake's body to me.

"Eat, eat," she said generously, swallowing her saliva.

When I looked at the bloody snake body, I didn't feel disgusted, but an indescribable sadness exploded in my heart again. Call me sentimental or emotionally sensitive, I just can't accept why Grandma Ling Qing has such a miserable life.

Why does it have to be like this here?

For a moment, I was so sour that I couldn't speak again, but she misunderstood my meaning. She picked up the bloody snake body and wanted to eat it, not caring about the dirt or anything else.

I couldn't bear it any longer and snatched the snake away. She wasn't angry, but looked at me strangely and said, "Are you going to eat it again?"

I endured the sadness in my heart, put on a reluctant smile, and said to her: "I can make this delicious, really! I'll cook it for you every day from now on, okay?"

"Okay, okay" Grandma Ling Qing seemed to have unlimited trust in me, and she cheered happily again, while the little flower stopped on her shoulder, as if the insect was also sad along with it.
Chapter completed!