Take a Sigh

The scenery of the back mountain courtyard remains the same, and everything is still the same as before Shen Zhuo's master and apprentice left.Jiang Ling lingered here for two days, he did not expect that Shen Zhuo and Ling Shuangxue would come back at this time.

Mo Qingyu approached him and talked to him a lot.This time she did not defend herself, but told Jiang Ling a lot of things that he had never heard before. It was a world that Jiang Ling had never understood, breaking his understanding of this continent.

Mo Qingyu tried her best to seduce and asked Jiang Ling to leave with her. She promised to let Jiang Ling stand at the pinnacle of the mainland and become the well-deserved number one in the world.

Facing Mo Qingyu's strangeness and the unexplained seizure of the house, Jiang Ling was very calm. Mo Qingyu drew a grand plan in front of his eyes, and there was no disturbance in his heart.

Only when Mo Qingyu mentioned Shen Zhuo, would he give her a look.In Mo Qingyu's eyes, if Jiang Ling is an omnipotent god, Shen Zhuo is a stumbling block to his success.The Shen Zhuo she portrayed is despicable and cunning, and she is an out-and-out villain, just like what she showed when she seized the house.

There is indeed no comparison between half a year and ten years, but inexplicably, Jiang Ling believes in Shen Zhuo after being punished by the sect.The more he understands, the more he realizes the huge difference in personality, which also makes Jiang Ling more convinced of the matter of taking the house.

Shen Zhuo is the real proud son of heaven, and Jiang Ling has seen the gap between himself and him.If there is really someone in this world who can become a god, Jiang Ling believes that that person must be Shen Zhuo, not him.

The Mo family helped Mo Qing to speak back, a big reason was that Shen Zhuo couldn't produce any evidence after that day.Although that evidence is not so important in the current situation of pretending to be confused, Jiang Ling still wants to give it a try.

Shen Zhuo suffered innocent injustice because of him, how could he sit idly by?Others don't care anymore, but he does.

Mo Qingyu's obsession with him was the same as before, and this was his advantage.

But before that, Jiang Ling still didn't understand many things.He didn't want to listen to Mo Qingyu's false lies, and the person deep in his heart was eager to answer was Shen Zhuo.So he looked at things and thought about people in front of the small courtyard, looking for an answer that would make him feel at ease.

Knowing that the Mohists hit Shi Yi on Jiang Ling's head, Shen Zhuo's expression was not very good.What Mo Qingyu said was the truth, Jiang Ling could create his own legend, but this legend could not be handed over to the Mo family as a stepping stone.

What the Mo family valued was benefits, and what Mo Qingyu valued was Jiang Ling's protection. They were already at odds with each other internally. If Jiang Ling let go of his mouth and entered the Mo family, the result could be imagined.

"Senior Brother Shen, what is considered a scholar's role?" Jiang Ling looked at Shen Zhuo in confusion, this is a word that Mo Qingyu occasionally mentioned, but Jiang Ling was unfamiliar with it.He understood and didn't understand the word, it was hazy, as if separated by a layer of water mist, making it unpredictable.

Shen Zhuo raised his head, his expression slightly startled.

The word Shijiao sounds easy to say, but the meaning it represents is extraordinarily heavy.

To put it bluntly, each of us is a hero in our own life, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, no matter how ordinary life is, there are moments worth remembering.

On a larger scale, life is full of drama, and the person who stands out from these dramas and carries the banner is the focus, and the focus is most likely to become a hero.

Throughout Jiang Ling's life, he never thought about becoming a hero, but was pushed forward by fate.When everyone was excited and encouraged by his story, who remembered that his initial wish was to leave the Mo family with Mo Qingyu?

Now that Mo Qingyu is gone, his sincerity has been wronged by others, and his life has become a mess.He feels confused about the future, and what lies ahead is a fork in the road. He is at a loss and doesn't know where he should go.

Shen Zhuo couldn't help but regret in his heart, in fact, the glory of Shijiao has become Jiang Ling's burden, he has lost too much, and he can't get it back.But he has not given up, and he is also looking for ways to break through the trough.

There is not much Shen Zhuo can tell him, only one sentence: "Stay true to your heart and move forward. When you don't bow to fate, you are a scholar."

Jiang Ling's pupils were slightly dilated, and Shen Zhuo didn't make a long speech, but made a short statement, calm and composed.Compared with Jiang Ling's loss, his low period was longer.How did he get here for ten years?

Doubts flashed through Jiang Ling's mind, but he held back the words he wanted to ask. Now that his status is so embarrassing, how can he inquire about Shen Zhuo's past?

He came to Shen Zhuo to seek help, not to expose Shen Zhuo's scars.Shen Zhuo wants him to stick to his heart and move forward, of course he can.

Even if it is an extremely difficult road, thinking about Shen Zhuo, he can continue walking without changing his face.He ushered in the trough of life, but it will not be in the trough forever.

"Senior Brother Shen, if there is a chance in the future, I really hope we can fight side by side and trust each other." Jiang Ling sighed softly, his eyes full of hope.

Shen Zhuo said: "Yes, there is still a long way to go in life, and we still have many opportunities."

Jiang Ling smiled, this answer is really good.He raised the teacup to toast Shen Zhuo with tea instead of wine, then poured another cup of tea, held it in his hand for a moment of silence, and dumped it on the ground beside him.

Shen Zhuo looked sideways at him, and Jiang Ling said, "If there were no Mohists, there should be three people sitting here at this moment."

He, Shen Zhuo, and Madman Cao.

Jiang Ling knew the truth, and no one could hide it from him.The Cao family is a strategist, and the Mo family is also a murderer.Hatred will not be erased, it is just pressed|in the heart, never revealed.

It was late at night when Jiang Ling left from the back mountain. He had a lot of chats with Shen Zhuo, and Shen Zhuo also vaguely reminded him that Mo Qingyu was not from this world, she came from another time and space.Shen Zhuo asked him to be vigilant at all times. He couldn't believe everything Mo Qingyu said, but he couldn't believe it either.

Because of the particularity of Mo Qing's language, the more outrageous words came out of her mouth, the more likely it was.

Jiang Ling said that he remembered it, and Shen Zhuo sent him out, standing at the gate of the small courtyard, the firewood doors were lightly covered, the winding path led to secluded places, the moonlight streamed down, and the silver light poured down.

The way we came was covered with silver frost, gradually sinking into the darkness.

Jiang Ling asked Shen Zhuo if he could hug him, but Shen Zhuo hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.Jiang Ling opened his arms to hug him and leaned his head towards him.This is their first hug. Under the moonlight, their figures overlap without distinguishing each other.

Jiang Ling's nose was sore, and he stopped the urge to cry.He let go of Shen Zhuo, said goodbye to Shen Zhuo earnestly, and then walked along the road covered with silver frost and gradually stepped into the darkness.

Shen Zhuo stood at the door and watched him go away. Under the moonlight, everything was full of the breath of parting.

Shen Zhuo stood on the tuyere and blew the wind for a long time, until the bell on Ling Shuangxue's wrist rang again, he just woke up like a dream, closed the door and went back to the house.

Compared with the coldness of the moonlight, the aura in the house is still warm.Ling Shuangxue didn't disturb the two of them reminiscing about the past, leaving space for them.At this moment, he was leaning on the bed, suppressing the bell of the gold bracelet, looking thoughtful.

Shen Zhuo leaned over and lay down on him, like a boneless cat, extremely lazy.

Ling Shuangxue raised her hands to straighten his temples and let him rest first.Shen Zhuo didn't feel sleepy, he looked up at Ling Shuangxue.Master Ruyu's face has a slight sense of alienation, but when he smiles, his eyebrows are vivid and very good-looking.

Shen Zhuo's gaze met his, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes, shining brightly every time he looked at Shen Zhuo.

Shen Zhuo held his hand and twirled his fingertips, talking about Jiang Ling's abnormality today.Ling Shuangxue listened quietly, and when she heard Jiang Ling say goodbye seriously, she looked slightly ill.

He broke away from Shen Zhuo's hand, and said calmly: "Go to sleep, go to bed early."

Shen Zhuo got up on the bed and fell asleep with Ling Shuangxue in his arms, but he couldn't sleep all night.

In the early morning of the next day, just as Shen Zhuo stepped out of the boundary of the back mountain and was about to meet Shi Yuanye, he heard a piercing news.

Jiang Ling injured his brother from the same sect yesterday, defected from the Huanyue Xianzong, and joined the sect of the Mo family.

Shen Zhuo was stunned on the spot. It turned out that the goodbye Jiang Ling said last night was not a goodbye at night, but that he was leaving the Immortal Moon Sect.

The author has something to say: I didn't have full attendance last month because I was short of [-] words... It's fine if it's much worse, but it's still so few. I didn't realize that the number of words was not enough after I finished writing and updating, but it was too late.I persisted for three months just for the sake of five little red flowers, but it was a bit painful because I forgot the number of words and didn't get it.

The preparations for this month are over, I have given up on Xiaohonghua