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The next day, Mo Hansheng was told that he didn't need to go to the temple again. This probably meant the national teacher's intention, after all, the national teacher had his own religious etiquette.In fact, he had a hunch last night, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

The person who replaced Mo Hansheng was a strong man in his 30s. He came to Li Shuo in the morning to ask for the key, and at night he locked the door and returned it. That is to say, Li Shuo still kept the key.

Mo Hansheng is still in a cloud of fog. One is that he thought Li Shuo would drive him back to the hut, but he was left behind by the other party; the other is——he can really speak.

"I, I... Did I hear it right?" Li Shuo kept digging his ears, his jaw was so startled that it almost fell to the bottom and dragged, "Did you speak just now?"

Anyway, having been a mute for 18 years, Mo Hansheng naturally stuttered when he asked Mo Hansheng to speak.He looked at Li Shuo with a blank expression, and said indistinctly: "Really...really, Suo..speaking."

The book held high in Li Shuo's hand fell to the ground with a crash, and he accidentally hit his foot. He didn't seem to feel any pain, and he opened his lips for a long time before uttering a sentence: "Where did you get the magic medicine?"

At the end, he remembered the little flower that Mo Hansheng brought back last night, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Is it that blue flower?"

Mo Hansheng actually found such a spiritual treasure behind his back, if he also drank it｜would he be able to improve his physique?

Doesn't that mean that he is one step closer to ascension!

"Quick, quick, is there any more?" Li Shuo kept asking while shaking Mo Hansheng's shoulder.

Mo Hansheng was dizzy from the shaking, shook his shoulders and shook off Li Shuo's hand: "No, no more."

Disappointment was visible to the naked eye on Li Shuo's face, and he asked Mo Hansheng where he got it from, but Mo Hansheng didn't say a word, so he had to give up for now.

"Come on, try calling my name." After Li Shuo calmed down, he still felt that it was strange and amusing for Mo Hansheng to speak. so-so.

Mo Hansheng ignored him, and ran to the persimmon tree alone to practice naming people in a low voice, but it must not be Li Shuo's name.

He had been to the temple at noon today, although he just had a look at Wei Lichen from a distance, he was satisfied.In the middle of the night, Li Shuo was snoring like thunder, so Mo Hansheng stole the key lightly, and ran to the temple in a hurry.

Wei Lichen was about to fall asleep, when he heard the sound of the temple being locked, he shouted before turning his head, "Han Sheng?"

Mo Hansheng's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and hugged Wei Lichen, he understood how he felt when he missed him for a day, and he was thinking about Wei Lichen before the day was over.

After the two made out, Mo Hansheng pushed Wei Lichen down and sat on the edge of the bed, while he knelt on the ground on one knee, holding each other's hand with both hands and gently rubbing it.He looked up at Wei Lichen, his eyes were soft like spring water.

"Wei... Lichen." Mo Hansheng showed the results of today's continuous practice in a devout tone. It is no exaggeration to say that he has recited at least a thousand times, but he still felt nervous when he met Wei Lichen face to face.

"...A Li" Mo Hansheng pointed his index finger at his heart, "Mine."

Wei Lichen knew that Mo Hansheng's eyes must reflect his own appearance at this moment, that hopeless appearance, almost crying.

"Yeah." He slowly stroked Mo Hansheng's cheek, and then leaned forward to touch his forehead, "Hansheng is also mine."

The waning moon disperses, indicating that the dawn will break, and the darkness will fade away. The belly of the fish is exposed in the distance, and the rays of the sun shine through the treetops, making everything peaceful.

And behind all the calm and calm are undercurrents, border wars broke out, and large-scale conscription across the country.Because Mo Hansheng carved a tattoo of a sinner, according to the rules, he should be exiled to the frontier, and now he is being sent to the military camp to serve the country.

Li Shuo and Mo Hansheng sat back to back, silent.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Mo Hansheng was the first to ask, "Is that right?"

"You..." Li Shuo couldn't understand Mo Hansheng's indifferent attitude, "A sword has no eyes in the battlefield, are you not afraid of death?"

He admitted that he is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He just wants to practice immortality and immortality. If he is asked to go to the battlefield suddenly, his legs are trembling with fright.

Mo Hansheng lived with him under the same roof for more than half a year. Even if he raised an animal, he had to develop some affection, and he felt somewhat worried.

Mo Hansheng was silent for a while, and then smiled brightly: "I am afraid of death, but I am not afraid of going to the battlefield."

Li Shuo snorted coldly, folded his hands behind his back, strode towards the outside of the house, and said lightly——

"Just don't die."

People are still alive, even if they lack an arm or a leg, it is still good.

When you die, you can't see anyone, and you can't hear anything.

Mo Hansheng stood outside the temple for half an hour, and every time he got up and was about to go in, he retreated without confidence.

He is not afraid of going to the battlefield, but he is afraid of telling Wei Lichen about it.

Who knows how long this trip will take, he thinks of Wei Lichen's lonely figure kneeling on the ivory mat, and he feels uncomfortable, and he is even more worried about Wei Lichen's body.

Wei Lichen is his last and only concern in this ridiculous world.

What should be faced will be faced sooner or later.

"Really." After hearing what Mo Hansheng said, Wei Lichen's eyes trembled, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face, "When will you be back?"

Mo Hansheng shook his head.

"Will you be back?"

"..."

"meeting."

"That's good."

Their dialogue is too plain, like talking about everyday little things, every syllable is so gentle that it makes people want to cry.

When it came time to part, Mo Hansheng stood up heavily, neither of them said parting words, but said "see you tomorrow", even if we can't see each other tomorrow.

"pat-"

Mo Hansheng turned around and just took two steps when his clothes were suddenly grabbed by the people behind him.Wei Lichen sat on the bed and stretched out his hand, half of his body was suspended in the air, almost falling.

"Han Sheng." The city in Wei Lichen's heart gradually disintegrated from the bottom, he lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, "Take me away, Han Sheng."

Take me away.

get out of here.

Never come back again.

No one is gone, just the two of us, find a deep mountain and old forest, and build a small wooden house.Let's make twigs, wait for the snow to cover our heads, and send them under the loess to meet again.

"Wait for me to come back." Mo Hansheng's nose was sore, he turned around and hugged Wei Lichen, kissed his eyes, and said firmly, "Then let's go."

Anyone who commits oral karma by lying and deceiving others will go to the hell of pulling out their tongues.

Therefore, Mo Hansheng is not lying.

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① "I don't see you for a day, thinking like crazy" comes from Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"