Reborn Trainer

Jing Yun was put down by Jing Ming, and his mind was spinning rapidly on how to explain what he had just done.

Long Ling seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, and his voice became cold, saying word by word: "Timo, tell me, what happened?"

Jing Yun raised his eyes to look at Long Ling with a spirit of excitement. The young man's brows and eyes have not yet opened, but when he looked at someone coldly, his aura was already unbelievable, and he even felt a chill running down his back.

He moved his throat and said slowly, "...I just...don't want to see him."

Long Ling: "Why?"

Jing Yun felt that the tea he drank just now had disappeared without a trace, and his throat was so thirsty that he couldn't help but licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and said, "He...is joking with me."

Long Ling laughed angrily at his words, and with a strange aura on the part of his mouth, he said softly, "Oh? Our Timo has a temper, when can't we even joke with you?"

Jing Yun clenched his fists, tried hard to hold back an expression of displeasure on his face, and murmured in his throat: "The patriarch...that's why I..."

Long Ling couldn't hear clearly, so he took a step forward, "What are you talking about? Louder."

Jing Yun closed his eyes, "The patriarch was angry with Timo, and Timo was panicked, so he didn't control his emotions well!"

Long Ling was taken aback, and looked at him in surprise, "Is it because of me?"

Jing Yun turned away, bit his lower lip, and a trace of unwillingness appeared on his warm face, "I don't know what I did wrong. If the patriarch wants to punish him, he can punish him. Why ignore it. Timo doesn't want to make a cold face in front of you." , but when I went out to relax, Su Ying told me what was on my mind, that's why..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the floor of the inn lobby, surrounded by silence.

Jing Ming looked at his son, then at the frowning patriarch with a strange face, sighed for a while, and patted his son on the head lightly.

"Patriarch, my son is ignorant, you... please don't take it to heart." He originally thought that he hadn't seen his son for a long time and grew up to be sensible, but how did he know that he just returned to his original nature without watching him.

He squatted down, pulled Jing Yun's body, and pushed him forward, "Aren't you going to apologize to the patriarch?"

Although I don't know what kind of conflict happened between the two children, but in any case it will not be the patriarch's fault.Jing Yun's self-esteem is naturally much higher than that of others, and it is absolutely impossible to ask him to bow his head, but this child is also a lover, once he has identified someone, he is easy to talk to.

Jing Yun still didn't look at Long Ling's face, and whispered: "Timo knew he was wrong."

Long Ling stared at him for a long time, seeing that the expression of dissatisfaction on that little face did not seem to be fake, although he always felt it was weird, but in the end it was attributed to the reason that the other party was still a child.

During the trip, Jing Yun and Qi Sheng were making a fuss all the way, and they thought their heads were big, but who would have thought that someone would change his temper when he woke up, and he seemed much calmer both in speaking and in doing things.

Ben thought he was crazy and tired from playing this way, and after listening to the elders tell a lot about the history of the Dragon Clan, he finally became more sensible.Isn't that what people often say?One day a child becomes sensible, like a bamboo shoot that suddenly begins to grow, it will grow like crazy.

Some people also say that this is a sudden enlightenment of a certain sutra, and when they are enlightened, they will suddenly fall silent.

But after all, you are still a child, what can change in just a few days?Right now, I have been wronged by myself, and I am not reconciled, so I vent my emotions on others.

Fortunately, Su Ying has a generous temperament, so he probably won't take it to heart.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that the elder would have to talk about it for a long time.

After Long Ling figured this out, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot.

From this point of view, Jing Ming's matter has nothing to do with Jing Yun at all, and this brat still doesn't know why he suddenly changed his attitude.

Long Ling's mood instantly relaxed, and his expression became much gentler.He took the initiative to step forward and took Jing Yun's hand, "Okay, I'm not angry with you."

He glanced at Jing Ming again, and said: "Let the priest worry, you go about your business, I will show Jing Yun around."

Jing Ming nodded when he heard the words, pinched his son's soft cheek again, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry with the patriarch, what does it look like. Yun'er is eight years old this year, he should be a man, huh?"

Jing Yun nodded slowly, and when Jing Ming turned to go upstairs, he turned his head to look at Long Ling.Long Ling had apparently dispelled his doubts, staring at him and said, "Does your foot still hurt? How about I take you to the theater to listen to the play?"

Jing Yun was taken aback, then quickly shook his head, "No need, I can go by myself."

As he spoke, he limped and took two steps forward.

But Long Ling held his hand and didn't move. When Jing Yun hesitated to see it, he smiled, stepped forward a few steps and suddenly hugged Jing Yun.

"what!"

Jing Yun was startled, and the crutch in his hand fell to the ground.

Long Ling kicked the crutch aside, hugged him firmly and walked out, saying: "Jing Yun, you are too light, what do you eat on weekdays?"

Jing Yun looked embarrassed, and the stature of an eight-year-old child is not too small. Although Jing Yun's development was not very good when he was young, and he was shorter than children of the same age, he was not just a random five-year-old Teenagers can hug it.

Long Ling's hand was strong, and Jing Yun grabbed his shoulder in a daze.

I remember when I was around four or five years old, Long Ling was less than ten years old. At that time, I couldn't tell that he was tall at all. The height difference between the two was not too far, but after seven years old, Long Ling flew like flying. I got up, but I still didn't move.

Because of this, Long Ling took pride in saying that he was a short winter melon for a long time.At that time, I also had a bad temper. I got up early in the morning to run and practice martial arts, ate green vegetables desperately, and thought all day long that I would surpass Long Ling when I woke up the next day.

But reality is always cruel.

Jing Yun recalled that since Long Ling entered adolescence, the gap between the two in terms of physique, height and strength has become larger and larger, and the sense of shock that running and chasing is not as fast as the other's walking made him feel disappointed for a long time .

He couldn't help but put his chin next to Long Ling's head and rubbed it.

Long Ling squinted at him, "What's wrong?"

"No." Jing Yun smiled: "The patriarch is not angry with Timo anymore?"

Hearing that he still called himself Timo, knowing that this dead boy held a grudge, Long Ling sighed helplessly, "Are you here to settle accounts with me?"

Jing Yun didn't answer, but pulled Long Ling's hair with his fingers, and said: "The patriarch's hair is so beautiful."

Long Ling laughed, "I'll change the subject."

As he spoke, he slapped Jing Yun's butt.

Jing Yun was embarrassed and embarrassed immediately, "The patriarch let me down."

"Don't let go." Long Ling consciously cleared Jing Yun's suspicion, and was in a good mood, amused him, "Then what did Su Ying say to make you so angry?"

Jing Yun looked at him, "Aren't you sleeping upstairs? How did you see it?"

"I got up not long after you left." Long Ling said, "I can't sleep."

He frowned as he spoke, apparently thinking of something disturbing.

Jing Yun immediately regretted that he shouldn't have brought up this topic, and stretched out his hand to caress the center of the young man's brow, persistently trying to smooth out the shallow wrinkles.

"Don't frown," he muttered.

Even if Jing Yun didn't deliberately pretend to say this, it would sound like a child's voice to Long Ling.

He smiled, and continued: "I couldn't sleep, so I got up and sat for a while, and it didn't take long before I heard noise downstairs, and I saw you when I opened the window."

Long Ling slapped Jing Yun's butt again, disapprovingly said: "The little guy has a bad temper, dare to wave his fist to greet the elders? Where did he learn the messy etiquette?"

Jing Yun twitched the corner of his mouth.

Long Ling pinched his nose, "You...you still think you are sensible, when will you change your bad temper."

Jing Yun has not been a child for a long time, and he can't remember what he thought, what he did, and what behavior habits he had when he was a child.

But right now, he seemed to have found a way, anyway, why did he have a bad temper!

So he said: "The man said that I have a lot of troubles in my heart."

He looked at Long Ling, and deliberately directed the topic in the direction he wanted: "Timo cares about the patriarch, but the patriarch doesn't appreciate it at all. When I think about it, I naturally get angry."

"Oh!" Long Ling hugged him and shook him back and forth, "You are right, what's the matter? As the patriarch, I can't get angry with you anymore? But you said it yourself, you want to investigate that matter Clearly, right now you haven't given me any grades, but I can tell you that this matter will not be settled, and you don't want to feel better about it either."

As he spoke, he pretended to be threatening and wanted to throw Jing Yun to the ground.

Jing Yun grabbed Longling's neck subconsciously, and said dissatisfiedly: "Of course I want to find out, but the patriarch will ignore me until then..."

He paused for a while, opened his eyes wide with an ahh, and imitated Qi Sheng's startled appearance by [-]% or [-]%, and asked: "I heard that the patriarch said so, are you doubting me?"

Long Ling let out an uh, feeling like he dug a big hole and jumped down by himself.

"I didn't say that..."

"You said it!" Jing Yun quit in an instant, and said angrily: "Timo's loyalty to you is a lesson! You can doubt anyone, how can you doubt me!"

The first half of the sentence is to take the opportunity to express his opinion, but the second half of the sentence has a little bit of Jing Yun's sincerity.

How can a dead child doubt me?While I'm glad you're not getting emotional, I'm still pretty upset!

Seeing that his cheeks were puffed up with anger, Long Ling pinched his nose amusedly, "Okay, no one doubts you."

...a liar.

Jing Yun curled his lips, but the contents of his heart and face were completely different. He restrained his expression and said, "What if there is really a problem in the clan?"

Long Ling paused, "Clan? Why didn't you mention your father, but only the clan?"

"Abba, if he sees the fire obsidian glowing in the inner city, and then summons people to come to the rescue, no matter what, there is not enough time. Unless he was in the outer city from the beginning."

Jing Yun restrained his expression and spoke calmly, and suddenly became sensible and reliable again.

Long Ling looked at him amusedly, and said without answering, "You look like a little old man when you're serious."

Jing Yun: "..."

"I still like the way you lose your temper."

"..." Jing Yun felt that he really needed to reflect on how much "temper" he lost when he was young.

No one is perfect, bear children will always grow up.He can't let himself go, don't always bring up old things?The current self looks reliable and sensible, what's wrong?

Jing Yun felt that it was impossible to communicate with the young Long Ling, but after thinking about it carefully, he wondered, how did he get along with him back then?

Long Ling saw the entrance of the theater and stopped talking. When he entered the theater, he found a corner seat and sat down.A large shed was set up in the theatre, the light was dim, fish and dragons were mixed here, but no one noticed the two and a half children.

A Xiao Er stepped forward to mix water, saw Long Ling's appearance clearly and was about to scream in fright, but Jing Yun quickly covered his mouth with his sharp eyes.

Jing Yun said: "Shut up."

The waiter nodded dully, hurriedly brought another plate of snacks, and then ran away in a cold sweat.

Jing Yun sat in a chair beside him, the gongs and drums started, and the noisy sounds around him served as a perfect cover.

Only at this time did Long Ling say: "Regarding this point, no matter whether there is a secret or not, I believe he can find a good reason."

Jing Yun remembered that he met Su Ying in the teahouse, and his father, who was supposed to be talking to the elders, also appeared at the door of the teahouse, so he couldn't help but thump.

However, he didn't tell the matter directly, and he didn't want to disturb Long Ling's judgment before there was any definite evidence.

Jing Yun said: "Assuming that father has no reason to appear in the outer city, then it is possible who said something to him."

Long Ling raised his eyebrows, "That's why you said 'there is a problem in the clan'?" He asked strangely, "Why can't someone pass the news in? What if it's a traveling businessman?"

Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, and only then did he realize that he had entered a misunderstanding.Because he knew that Su Ying was working in detail, all his guesses were centered around Su Ying. He obviously forgot that in the eyes of Long Ling, who didn't know the inside story, his rhetoric was very unreasonable and logical.

Jing Yun had no choice but to say: "This is also... possible."

Long Ling laughed out loud, only when Jing Yun didn't think carefully.How can an eight-year-old think about such a complicated problem in detail?