Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Chapter 35

"That's why I didn't hear this paragraph." Mo Wenxue said, "Wen Shuang, he should be very hopeful that someone will make friends with him, but everyone in the Immortal Sect is afraid of him, and he is the palm master. No one dares to take the initiative to communicate with him. Only you..."

"Stalking and harassing him shamelessly, right..." Luo Zhiyu became depressed again.

"No, you child, Wen Shuang likes you to come to Fangfei. He didn't say anything. He never punished you for breaking the training. This is enough to explain. In the past, some disciples secretly came to enjoy the flowers, and they were sucked away by his crying blood." Half-Life!" Mo Wenxue looked at Endless Xinghua, "He seems to be quite contradictory, and not everyone can do it if he wants to have a confidant."

"How could he be so ruthless, he is very kind and soft."

"For you?" Mo Wenxue smiled, "It really is a special existence."

Luo Zhiyu was a little confused, "Zhen Xuezhang, according to what you said, he treats me differently from others, that is, he doesn't hate me, but he, but he told me today to let me go."

Mo Wenxue was surprised, "Has he talked to you?"

"I've said it several times..."

Mo Wenyu was even more surprised, "Wait a minute, I want to stroke!"

"?? Stretch what?"

He glanced at Luo Zhiyu, said nothing, and muttered in his heart, "Luo Zhiyu, this kid, acts and talks a bit maturely, with the purity that his age should have, lively but not annoying, and occasionally Acting like a baby is quite rare. Wen Shuang... He and Wen Yu always switched identities in the past. He was obviously a younger brother but always took care of his elder brother. Could it be? He found the feeling of the past in Luo Zhiyu? That's why he... opened his mouth to talk to him. He speaks?"

"Luo Zhiyu? Do you have a real brother?" Mo Wenxue was thinking, maybe it was Luo Zhiyu's liking for Mo Wenshuang, but it was just a child's dependence on his elder brother, and he couldn't tell the difference.

"No, brother Shen is just like my own brother."

"Do you like Wenshuang the same as Shen Wulan?" Mo Wenyu guided him.

"It's the same, I like both of them. But it's different. Shen Wulan scolds me, I don't care at all, and I will refute it back, but Young Master Shuang is fierce at me, I just want him to calm down quickly, and he can beat me. If I If I can't see Shen Wulan, I won't be able to see it, but I found that I can't see Mr. Shuang these days, so I can't sleep well, eat well, I think... just stay with him, and he won't talk if he doesn't talk. It makes me happy to see him.”

"..." Mo Wenxue nodded a little. How could a good kid have a broken sleeve?Is it just because the fourth brother is too good-looking?

He suddenly asked, "If Wen Shuang grew up like me, would you still like it?"

"..." Luo Zhiyu was taken aback by the sudden words. He looked at Mo Wenshuang's delicate face, which was gentle and outstanding, but liking someone is not just based on appearance!He shook his head inwardly.

Suddenly a little lost?Mo Wenxue was stunned for a moment, "Indeed, I am not as outstanding as Wenshuang."

"It's not because of this, Master Snow Palm, I really want to take care of him. I have heard a little about what he has experienced, and I know a little bit. I think he has many, many things hidden in his heart, but he wants to take care of him." He's not happy at all. I want to dig it out and throw it away. I want to get into his heart and fill it with things I know can make people happy. I didn't know he could talk before, and I just want to So, one day, I must heal him and let him speak! But now that I know, he will say, but he just doesn’t say it, and I don’t know why.” Luo Zhiyu looked serious, “Snow Palmer...I think Make him laugh."

There was a slight shadow in Mo Wenshuang's eyes, "My eldest brother and I have worked hard for 15 years, and I miss his smile very much."

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Mo Wenshuang let out a sigh, "That year he was seven years old, and it was his and Wen Yu's birthday, August [-]th. Father, aunt, and my mother prepared a big gift for the two of them."

"Wait? Same birthday?" Luo Zhiyu interrupted.

"Same as my elder brother and me, Wenshuang and Wenyu are twins."

so smart!Both wives gave birth to twins!Luo Zhiyu was surprised!

"My father, my aunt and my mother spent a lot of spiritual power to forge two inch-long hollow swords with very rare divine iron, and injected the spiritual blood between the eyebrows of Wen Yu and Wen Shuang into the blades, and named them Chang Yihe Long love. It means to be a man with love and righteousness!" As he spoke, he turned his palm upwards and formed a small red sword.

Luo Zhiyu's eyes widened, and he almost shouted, this is exactly the same as the sword he has been wearing for 15 years!It turned out to be the blood of Mr. Shuang?Why did Mo Wenshuang throw away such a precious thing back then?Suicide?

"A long time ago, my father also gave me and my eldest brother a gift. Mine is called Qingqing, and his is called Yiyi. It is also affectionate and righteous."

Then the one on me is long love.Luo Zhiyu touched the little sword pinned into his belt.Yesterday Mo Wenshuang broke the lanyard with a whip.

"This little sword has our spiritual blood. It will recognize and protect the master. Although our Mo family's immortal sect does not focus on sword cultivation, the spiritual cultivation of these four swords is very high. Usually it will not be easily shown to others. His killing The power is too strong, father, because he feels that the world's affairs cannot be predicted, and if there is turmoil in the future, if he fails to protect us in time, we can protect ourselves."

"When they received Changyi's long-term love, the two brothers' eyebrows and eyes were frowned, and the corners of their mouths never let go. They smiled brightly and happily. Wen Shuang kept gesticulating in front of us, saying that there is no need to envy us for our serious love. Righteousness. His appearance at that time, as if he got the sun in the sky and the stars in the night, jumping around endlessly."

Mo Wenxue smiled absentmindedly while talking, but she was inexplicably lonely.

Luo Zhiyu imagined what Young Master Shuang looked like when he was seven years old?It must be cleanly dressed, with a handsome posture and a cute look.Not as naughty as myself. When I was seven or eight years old, I played with mud in the pond, stole eggs and kicked other cattle!

"But, Wen Yu later..." The light in Mo Wenxue's eyes became darker and darker, covered with a layer of mist, "Father and Auntie all left. Wen Shuang collapsed and stood on the spot where they left For three full days, the place didn't move a step, didn't speak a word, and didn't even blink his eyes. It was also from that day that his temperament changed drastically, and he was no longer willing to speak easily, and he was unwilling to contact people."

"Is it the chaos caused by Meng Zhangzun's father in the battle against demons 15 years ago?" Luo Zhiyu asked.

Mo Wenxue nodded, "Wen Shuang has all of Wen Yu's spiritual cultivation in his body. Wen Yu is born with a very good physique, and he has the aptitude of immortal body without training. Before he left, he gave it all to Wen Shuang."

Luo Zhiyu touched his body, "Then I also have the spiritual power of Mr. Wenyu in my body..."

"God, it's fair. Giving Wenyu a fairy talent that everyone in the world envies also took away his right hand and the right to speak."

"What?" Luo Zhiyu was surprised!

"He is born with a disability and is dumb. So he has low self-esteem and feels that he is flawed. He envies Wen Shuang very much. Wen Shuang was young and ignorant, and often made fun of him and deliberately bullied Wen Yu. But at the same time, he My younger brother is very much like my elder brother, and he takes good care of him in many areas."

Luo Zhiyu has experienced Mo Wenshuang's carefulness, that is, even if you just say a casual word, he will silently do things that warm your heart.For example, during the battle with Jiao, when he heard Shen Wulan say that he was afraid that the horse would be injured, he immediately pulled the huge monster away.For example, Luo Zhiyu said that he was hungry, so he asked someone to prepare meals, and seeing Luo Zhiyu was drenched in the rain, he brought new clothes and melted them to warm the stove.And the horse was also brought back silently.He seemed to know that Luo Zhiyu said that he was afraid of being tired and didn't want to lose his horse, but he was actually worried that the horse would die in the wilderness.

His heart is too delicate.

Mo Wenxue's gentle and low voice gradually entered his ears, pulling Luo Zhiyu back from his trance.

"Wen Yu doesn't like to use swords, and neither does my father. He thinks that he is the most powerful person in the world, and he doesn't need him if he doesn't need him. My father and aunt are very busy every day, and I don't have much time to accompany them, and my elder brother and I are older than them. He is five years old, and his studies are relatively heavy, and he occasionally plays with them. The two brothers are close to each other and have a deep relationship. Wen Yu likes apricot flowers, which are spotless and without blemishes. Flowers are like his crippled body, which is not beautiful at all. Crying blood was originally heard of the rain, but before, it was called flawless."

He looked at the apricot blossoms that were slowly falling in front of his eyes, and took one in his palm, with the tears in his eyes shining brightly.

Luo Zhiyu didn't need to ask carefully, he knew that Crying Blood was changed by Young Master Shuang, but why was it such a creepy name?With my brother's whip, wouldn't it make me sad day and night when I see things and think about others?The softest part of Luo Zhiyu's heart was pricked, why did he torture himself like this.

"He took the barren mountain where there were only three apricot trees here, and let them bloom endlessly overnight, and the fragrance is far away and intoxicating."

"His spiritual power is so powerful?" Luo Zhiyu couldn't believe it.

"More than that, to him, it's nothing." Mo Wenxue was sure.

"In the past, this place was named after hearing the rain, and the fragrance was endless. That's true. Isn't it? The four of us occasionally practice martial arts and play in this apricot blossom rain. Most of the time, the two of them climb trees and pick flowers here, chase and fight. Noisy." His eyes lost their luster, "Unfortunately, it's only been a few years."

The fragrance is exhausted, and nothing is removed... Luo Zhiyu seems to understand why the beautiful scenery here is called exhaustion.This must have been changed by Mr. Shuang, because he lost his loved ones in his heart, lost his scenery and color... He seemed to see four small figures chasing and fighting, and seemed to see the smiling Mo Wenshuang running and jumping... Luo Zhiyu's heart shrinks and expands one after another, feeling a little bored beyond words.

"That year, Wen Shuang was eight years old, and his relatives left, which hit him hard. He regretted why he often laughed at Wen Yu's inability to speak, and why when he quarreled with him, he used his elder brother's most taboo to lose his voice. "Mo Wenxue's body trembled slightly, and the rims of his eyes were red. "You know how stupid Wen Shuang was at that time. He looked at the corpses of my father, aunt, and Wen Yu, and stuck a knife into his mouth, going crazy. twist!"

"What??!" Luo Zhiyu's pupils dilated suddenly, and his heart seemed to be twisted randomly by a sharp blade!

I was terrified!It was my elder brother who slapped him hard and took the knife away.Blood sprayed out of his mouth, his face was covered with fine blood spots, and his big eyes were also washed down by tears.

"His desperation and desolation look, I still remember it, shocking. From that day on, he didn't say a word anymore."

Luo Zhiyu wiped away his tears with his sleeve, his heart ached terribly.

"He regards himself as Mr. Yu? Does he just feel guilty?"

"It's just one of the reasons." Mo Wenxue shook her head helplessly, but didn't say there was any other reason, "Wen Shuang combined long-term love and long-righteousness into one and named it Redemption. My eldest brother and I never saw it again. When Mo Wenxue said this, she also pressed the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and smiled wryly at herself, "I'm really old, seeing this apricot blossom, I'm touched by the scene, what do you do with irrelevant old things with you little baby."

"How could it be irrelevant? I've always wanted to know why Mr. Shuang is so unhappy all day long. There are so many things hidden in his heart." Luo Zhiyu took out his small sword, "Snow Palm Master, is this atonement?"

When Mo Wenxue saw the atonement, she paused and clenched her hands, "Why are you here? When did he give it to you? It turns out that you have not been blocked by Wenshuang's barrier because he gave you the sword? He He??"

Seeing Master Xue's unbelievable, astonished and complicated expression, Luo Zhiyu felt a little guilty. He really shouldn't have held such an important thing for so long.

Suddenly he woke up with a startled face, "I remembered! You were the one who came to the pond to look for Mr. Shuang back then!"

"How do you know? You haven't answered me what's going on with this sword?" Mo Wenxue was a little uncharacteristically serious.

"Back then he wanted to jump into the water to commit suicide. Before he jumped, he threw down the sword, and I caught it. I was picking lotus pods in the pond, and I didn't know why I picked up a lotus and threw it to him. I said something nonsense. , he seemed to be frightened by me, so he turned his head and ran away. I'm sorry, I should catch up with you and return this precious atonement." He was very sorry, but he still couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Why did Shuang Young master, do you want to call it atonement?"

But Mo Wenxue didn't answer him, her breathing quickened, she suddenly took Luo Zhiyu's hand, her voice trembling, "You saved him! Didn't let him jump? If I went later that year, if I didn't have you back then , did he...just..."

His self-blame made Luo Zhiyu's heart very heavy. Yes, if he had gone running and playing with those friends back then, he would never see Mo Wenshuang again in his life.He kept thanking God in his heart, thank you for letting me love beauty naturally! !Thank you, Mo Wenshuang, for being so good-looking when you were young! !