Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

It was a chaotic dream again, as if the whole body was entangled by invisible threads, someone was pulling on the other side, and the weak force brought up the heat all over the body.

Something is leaping deep in the body, trying to break through the shackles, but it is tightly imprisoned.

It was early morning when he woke up again, and Lu Jinchao was a little dizzy. He didn't know why the more he rested, the worse he was. He didn't dare to lie on the bed anymore, wiped his sweaty neck, got dressed, drank some water, and went to the master bedroom to see Lin Xiaoming.

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, as if he had fallen asleep again, Lu Jin walked towards him lightly, testing the temperature on his forehead.

The rain had stopped, and the sound of vehicles passing by could be heard outside the window, which was particularly obvious without the cover of the rain. Lu Jinchao was about to turn on the white noise player by the bed, but a horn sounded suddenly without warning.

The sound of the whistle was in the ears of the sentinel, and it was tantamount to the thunder that exploded in the mind.Lin Xiaoming was awakened in an instant, his hearing was overloaded in an instant, and a chaotic storm rolled up in his mental image. With a muffled snort, he almost jumped off the bed!

"Don't listen!"

Lu Jinchao immediately rushed over to cover Lin Xiaoming's ears with both hands, and fixed his head on the pillow.The boy's body bounced upwards, his ten fingers grasped the bed sheet tightly, his brows furrowed revealing unspeakable pain, and his lower jaw stretched into a line as hard as iron because of the clenched back teeth.

"Turn off your hearing and don't listen to anything." Lu Jinchao repeated this sentence. Of course he knew that as an ordinary person, issuing orders would not work for the sentry, but he still hoped to make Lin Xiaoming feel better.

Lin Xiaoming closed his eyes tightly, trying his best to throw out all the auditory information that was frantically pouring into the mental image.

Returning, his ability to bear and process information is far worse than before. You must know that he was a top sentinel in the center of the explosion and would not be affected by the heat wave and loud noise.

The overloaded sense of hearing could no longer catch any sound, but in the dark, Lin Xiaoming seemed to hear someone shouting something repeatedly, and water fell in his mental image.

The first drop of rain fell on the desolate land where the city collapsed, and wet the ground. More and more drizzle fell, gathering into a trickle, washing away the sound information floating in it, submerging and dissolving it.

It has been a long time since Lin Xiaoming felt such gentle comfort. His mental landscape is being sorted out. In the previous life, he rejected all the guides who wanted to come to him, and resisted all the chaos by relying on his identity as a dark sentinel, but at this moment Got help from a guide.

Lin Xiaoming stretched out his hand suddenly and grabbed Lu Jinchao's wrist.

The moment he opened his eyes was extremely clear, the rain stopped in the deserted city of the mental image, the water flow and countless information disappeared together, and only the wet ground hinted at what happened just now.

Lu Jinchao was taken aback by Lin Xiaoming's sudden movement.

The boy's subsequent words made him even more stunned: "Are you... a guide?"

Lin Xiaoming frowned, and stared at Lu Jinchao with black pupils, trying to find something from the expression on his face.

wizard?Lu Jinchao shook his head, seeing Lin Xiaoming coming over slowly, he also let go of his hands that had been covering his ears: "No, I'm just an ordinary person."

Today's people are divided into three categories according to the strength of their spiritual power, the most powerful sentries and guides, the weaker guards and companions, and ordinary people who have no spiritual power at all.

Among them, the partner cannot be combined because the mental power is too weak, and it is difficult to guide the sentinel. Generally speaking, it can only be paired with the guard.

Lu Jinchao wasn't even a partner. He had undergone countless tests of mental power when he was a teenager, but every time he got a blank result.

No?

It was hard for Lin Xiaoming to believe Lu Jinchao's words. He held Lu Jinchao's wrist tightly, wanting to feel the spirit wave that belonged to the guide from him.

There are many guides who deliberately hide their identities in order not to be assigned to a sentinel and live freely. In his previous life, Lin Xiaoming used to be a "hound dog" - searching for guides hidden in the crowd, and then bringing them into the tower.

The mental power condensed into tentacles, wrapped around the doctor's arm, and the snow leopard moved to his feet, lowering its head and sniffing at Lu Jin's trousers.

There was doubt in Lu Jinchao's eyes, but Lin Xiaoming really couldn't feel anything, as if the drizzle that fell on the mental scene just now was an illusion in his pain.

...really an ordinary person.

Lin Xiaoming let go of his hand, pursed his lower lip, his voice was still a little hoarse: "Sorry, I just... seem to feel the presence of a guide."

Lu Jin moved the wrist that was held by the sentry just now. The young man was very strong, leaving a crimson fingerprint on his wrist, which was very conspicuous on the cold white skin.

"There should be no guides around here. I even surrounded the bedroom with barrier stones. Maybe it was just too uncomfortable and felt wrong?"

"Maybe." Lin Xiaoming temporarily put away his doubts, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, although taking care of you is strenuous enough, but at least you can handle it." Lu Jinchao smiled, Lin Xiaoming's performance was much better than a few hours ago, and speaking was not so strenuous, after burning blood , Sentinel is quickly recovering from weakness.

Lu Jinchao pulled the chair over and sat by the bed: "Can you tell me something about you now?"

Lin Xiaoming hummed: "I ran out of the sanctuary."

There is nothing to hide about the previous experiences. Lin Xiaoming hid the matter of his awakening as a dark sentinel. As for the others, it doesn't hurt to be known.

"I am an ordinary sentinel with a medium rating. I have been living in the sanctuary since I was awakened at the age of 16, but last month, I developed symptoms of burning blood."

"All sentinels in the sanctuary who have experienced burning blood will be recruited by big families and become their tools in their struggle for power. I don't want such a future without freedom, so I ran away."

According to what Lu Jinchao learned when he was studying in Capital Star, the Sentinel who successfully survived the burning blood will indeed be taken away by the big family.He nodded and could understand why Lin Xiaoming wanted to escape desperately: "What about your parents?"

"It's gone, they made a mistake during a bomb disposal mission."

Lu Jin said softly, "Sorry."

"It's okay, they've been gone for a long time, so long that I don't have much memory."

A teenage Sentinel who has escaped from the sanctuary and has no family to turn to.

Lu Jinchao thought for a while: "In this case, you should stay with me for a while to recover from your injuries. The people in the sanctuary will probably search the entire Nantianxing, wait until the limelight passes, and then find a suitable time to leave."

He decided to help Lin Xiaoming, and since he had been hiding him at home for half a month, he didn't care for a little longer.

Lin Xiaoming nodded, and the corners of his lips twitched, as if he wanted to show a smile: "Okay, thank you, I will try not to cause trouble for you."

Even though he was smiling, the expression between his brows and eyes was still gloomy and cold, so deep that he hardly looked like a young boy.

"It's okay. I work in the Central Hospital and I'm usually busy. You can do what you want when I'm not at home." Lu Jinchao stood up, "I'm going to buy something to cook. You have been drinking nutrient solution for the past few days. You should eat something."

Just as Lu Jinchao got up, he heard a knock on the door.

And Lin Xiaoming had heard the footsteps at the door of the house a long time ago, he frowned lightly, gestured to Lu Jinchao, and pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

Lu Jin nodded his head, walked out of the master bedroom without saying a word, and closed the door tightly. He came to the entrance and looked out through the peephole.

The moment he saw a familiar face, Lu Jinchao breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around to make sure the master bedroom door was closed again, and opened the door.

Yin Qi stood outside, holding two large plastic bags full of things in his hands.

"Morning." Yin Qi smiled, "Did you just wake up?"

Lu Jin touched his hair subconsciously, but he didn't have time to take care of it.

"Yes, just got up."

"It seems to be true. I haven't been to the supermarket very much this time. I happened to buy something for you."

Yin Qi stepped forward and wanted to go in, but Lu Jinchao hurriedly took a small step forward, leaned against the door frame, and said, "Sorry, I haven't cleaned it up these days, and the house is a little messy."

"That's it." Yin Qi nodded, but didn't insist. He glanced past Lu Jin and looked towards the living room. The clothes that Lu Jin had worn yesterday were still hanging on the back of the sofa, and the curtains were all drawn, which was quite dark.

The guard's ears caught all the small sounds around him, but he didn't find anything unusual, and what he smelled in his nose still belonged to Lu Jinchao.

"Take the things." Yin Qi looked away and handed the shopping bag to Lu Jinchao. Lu Jinchao couldn't refuse, so he could only accept it: "Thank you."

"If there is anything else you need to tell me at any time." Yin Qi raised his hand, rubbed Lu Jin's cheek with slightly curled fingers, and whispered, "It's a bit swollen, you should take a good rest."

"I know, I'm going to sleep today."

Lu Jin tilted his head to hide, but was caught up by the guards, with his fingers still sticking to the side of his face.

Yin Qi lowered his head and stared at Lu Jinchao, clearly seeing the collarbone protruding from the collar of his pajamas, and unconsciously exerted some strength:

"Your body temperature is a little high, do you have a fever?"

"Maybe it was rained a little yesterday, and I've already taken medicine, so it's fine." Finally, Lu Jinchao couldn't take it anymore, he took a step back to avoid Yin Qi's physical contact, and forced a smile, "You still have to go to work today? , don't be late."

"Then I'll go first." Yin Qi withdrew his hand calmly, "Take care of yourself."

The overly familiar tone made Lu Jinchao anxious from the bottom of his heart. He maintained a polite appearance, closed the door after Yin Qi turned and left, and rubbed his face irritably.

It was really hot, and he was starting to have a fever.

Picking up the two big bags of food that Yin Qi brought, Lu Jinchao went into the kitchen, took out the things and sorted them into the refrigerator, and he couldn't throw away the things that were delivered for nothing.

After turning on the fire and cooking porridge, Lu Jin returned to the master bedroom. Lin Xiaoming was still lying flat under the quilt, staring directly at the ceiling, even breathing lightly, without making a sound.

"It's okay, it's my colleague who brought some food over."

The young man looked calm, turned to look at Lu Jinchao: "Do you have a fever?"

Lin Xiaoming heard the movement at the door just now clearly.The visitor should be a guard who has awakened two or three senses, and has a good relationship with Lu Jinchao. Judging from the tone of the conversation between the two, it might be interesting to Lu Jinchao?

"A little bit, it's okay." Lu Jinchao was not surprised, Lin Xiaoming obviously heard the conversation between him and Yin Qi just now, "I cooked porridge, and I will drink a little later."

Lu Jin went to the kitchen to continue making breakfast. Lin Xiaoming stood up and looked at the head of the bed. Apart from the white noise generator, there was an upside-down photo frame on the bedside table.

Lin Xiaoming lifted it up, and the plastic layer of the photo was a little bit degummed. Obviously, it is quite old. It is a photo of a middle-aged couple and a young man.The three of them smiled brightly at the camera. The young man was tall and strong. He looked in his 20s, but he was not like Lu Jinchao.

There are two lines written on the back of the photo——

Lu Zhensheng, Dou Wen and their beloved son Lu Jinchao.

Star calendar April 1832, 4, Southern Star Federer Park.

This is a photo taken more than 30 years ago. The young man in the photo is also called Lu Jinchao.

Is it the same name?Then why did it so coincidentally appear in Lu Jinchao's house, and it was still placed on the bedside of the master bedroom?

Lin Xiaoming frowned, and put the photo frame back upside down.His spiritual body, the young snow leopard, was lying on the window looking out, as if something had attracted his attention.

A white bird flew past the window and disappeared from sight in an instant.

The porridge was gurgling and boiling in the pot. Lu Jinchao lifted the lid of the pot, sprinkled a handful of sweet corn and chopped vegetable leaves into it, turned off the fire after stirring, and took out the bowls and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet.

Chirping and chirping sounded from the window. It was very special, and it was different from the bird chirping he had heard before. Lu Jin couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

Are there any birds outside when it rains?