Reborn Trainer

Jing Yun didn't know the meaning of Long Ling's asking him, maybe he just wanted to discuss with someone, or he wanted to use this topic to say something.

When Long Ling grows up, he will not easily talk about his thoughts outside. He feels that this violates the prestige of his domineering patriarch. In his concept, the patriarch of a clan should be calm, reliable, and not surprised by favor or humiliation. Does not change color.He casually catches someone and talks about it, that's not the patriarch, that's Qi Sheng.

No matter how much Long Ling, who is still half a child, tries to save face in front of outsiders, he will still show some childishness and show some fragility when he comes to Jing Yun.Although there are not many times like this, it has already shown enough trust.

Jing Yun didn't think Long Ling had other thoughts about him at this time, and he didn't want to think about that.It's enough for him to be bothered by himself, and he doesn't want to hang up another "ignorant" Longling, and he has to clean up the mess and wipe his ass for his messy "impulses".

Comparing Long Ling's real son with others is definitely a headache, and Jing Yun doesn't want to be distracted by it.

There was a sound of hooves, Long Ling didn't urge, and Jing Yun didn't speak.

It wasn't until we were almost at the place that Jing Yun said, "Does the patriarch like it?"

Long Ling lazily replied: "Little girl is nice, she is not annoying, as for whether she likes it or not..."

He changed the subject and asked Jing Yun: "How do you think you like it?"

Jing Yun frowned, but didn't want to make the problem too complicated, and simply said: "If you don't hate it, you like it."

"Oh." Long Ling chuckled, "Why did you say exactly the same thing as Qi Sheng?"

Jing Yun blinked, raised his head, his little head hit Long Ling's chin, and asked in surprise, "Have you ever looked for Qi Sheng?"

"Meet me on the road." Long Ling raised his hand and pushed Jing Yun's head down, "I just asked him by the way."

Jing Yun was in a complicated mood immediately, he just didn't want to make things too complicated, so just talking about it casually, he was actually the same as Qi Sheng?Does this mean that his IQ is on the same line as Qi Sheng's?

Long Ling looked at the road ahead, so he couldn't see the subtle expression on Jing Yun's face. He continued: "You are talking about it. If you don't hate her, you just like it. Then don't I like childbirth paintings? I don't hate her, and I don't hate her, either. I don't hate elders, Qi Sheng, you."

When Jing Yun heard the sound of you, even though he knew that Long Ling was just counting them one by one without any other meaning, he couldn't help but miss two beats in his heart.

He pursed the corners of his lips, thinking with some resentment in his heart: I am an old man, why does my heart beat for a long time every time the other party says something?Really promising...

Long Ling asked again: "So should I marry her?"

Jing Yun's divergent thoughts returned to the furnace in an instant, before he could react, the words had already blurted out, "Of course not."

Long Ling was taken aback by his straightforward answer, pulled the rein and stopped, and asked with interest: "Oh? What should I do then?"

"...I like it, I like it, this...it's complicated." Jing Yun's throat was a little dry, and he picked the leather jacket around the horse's neck with his fingers, "You like me, Qi Sheng, the elder, this is the same as liking a girl It's different, she neither raised you, nor grew up with you, and... besides, whether Qi Sheng or me, we are both boys."

Long Ling seemed to think seriously for a while, "What's wrong with boys? I can't like boys?"

He let Long Ya walk around again, and moved his shoulders, "Forget about Qi Sheng, that brat, he's just a crybaby. Compared with childbirth paintings, don't you match me better?"

Jing Yun was almost choked by the wind, and he couldn't help feeling a surge of joy in his heart, but he was also a little helpless.

"Don't talk nonsense." Long Ya ran up, and the wind rattled his clothes. Jing Yun spoke so softly that Long Ling couldn't hear him, so he could only shout in the wind, "I am the heir! I want to To assist you! Not to be your wife!"

Long Ling laughed against the wind. He seemed to find this statement very interesting, and shouted: "Who stipulated that you can't be my wife? I dare say you know me better than Yuhua!"

"Grandma knows Dad better than anyone else! They lived happily ever after!"

Fengli Longling's voice was full of youthfulness and childishness, it hadn't yet reached the stage of voice change, and the hearty voice was clean and clear, very pleasant to hear.

Jing Yun shook his head and shouted: "They can give birth to you! You and I can't!"

Long Ling yelled: "Don't give birth to me! If you give birth to Qi Sheng, I won't be mad at me!"

The two of them whimpered and ran across the path in a gust of wind, and it happened that Qi Sheng was also going to the banquet, sitting on a little donkey, swinging slowly.

He didn't know where he had provoked the patriarch, and he heard the patriarch yelling all the way saying that he was wrong in the clear sky, and he was stunned in place.

The woman sitting behind him sighed, "These two children yelled so hard that no one could hear them."

As he said that, he reached out and pinched his son's face, "The patriarch is just joking, don't take it seriously."

Qi Sheng slowly came back to his senses, his mouth was still open, and he looked like he didn't know what to do. After a while, tears started to flow down his face.

The wind carried the children's cries far away.

Long Ling and Jing Yun couldn't help laughing.

The orange sunset dyed the road, and the shadows of the two overlapped, swaying back and forth, melting into the end of the path all the way.

The banquet was placed at the bottom of a small hillside. The venue was very wide, and tables and chairs were placed around it. There was a large space in the middle. A bonfire was lit, and beautifully dressed girls danced cheerfully.

The swirling skirts are dazzling, and every girl wears bells on her ankles, which is the symbol of a dancing girl.

The men around were drinking and applauding, very happy.Jing Yun was sitting next to Long Ling, eating small snacks bite by bite, with fire in his eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Long Ling drank some wine, and the blush ran all the way up his forehead, as if he had painted a red face.

He looked sideways at the crowd, and his eyes fell on the delivery picture on the other table.

Gong Hua sat with Qi Sheng for some reason, the little girl was a head taller than Qi Sheng, and she was making a fuss about grabbing Qi Sheng's bowl.

Qi Sheng yelled wow, there were tears on his face, looking like that...

"It's really embarrassing for the old men." Long Ling said slowly, as if he couldn't stand it, he took another sip of wine.

A hand stretched out just right, pressing on the back of his hand.

"Don't keep drinking." Jing Yun stuffed a peanut into his mouth, and chewed: "It has a lot of stamina."

Long Ling was amused by him, "You look like Elder Yi..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked around cautiously. The elders were sitting at another table, frowning from the loud music and human voice.

Confirming that they would not come over, Long Ling pushed Jing Yun's little hand away, and squeezed the back of that fleshy hand by the way, saying: "It's okay, drink less."

Jing Yun didn't bother to talk to him, this man likes to drink, he always wants to have a few drinks when he's happy or bored, his alcohol capacity is not bad, but he is easy to face.

So he withdrew his hand, looked at Long Ling's face, turned his head and continued eating peanuts.

Long Ling said: "How do you think I should refuse?"

"what?"

"About the childbirth painting." Long Ling paused, covered his mouth with a wine glass, "I can't marry her."

Jing Yun ate peanuts, and when they were interrupted by Qi Sheng on the way, the topic was dropped.Although he still wanted to say something, it was always unnatural to mention it on purpose, as if there was a ghost hiding in his heart, so he couldn't speak.

Isn't it hiding ghosts?

Jing Yun took a sip of tea and said, "For example, just say that?"

Long Ling glared at him, "You just want me to find training?"

Jing Yun smiled, "Why not?" When he said this, he wanted to make a joke casually and said, "Why don't you give Qi Sheng a try", but before the words came out, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, let him stunned.

"En?" Long Ling looked at him and waved his hand, "What's the matter? Have you been drinking?"

He reached out his hand to take Jing Yun's cup and smelled it, "It's tea, what kind of evil is this?"

Long Ling put down his wine glass and slapped his face, Jing Yun let out an ah.

"I see!"

"???"

Jing Yun was a little incoherent excitedly, "I, I, I, I thought of a way."

"any solution?"

"The way to refuse the marriage!"

"Oh." Long Ling laughed, and took another sip from the wine glass, "Give me a peanut."

"Oh." Jing Yun fed him a peanut, completely oblivious to how natural his movements were, his mind was full of other things.

"Look at this." He said nervously, "It's better to let Allah choose."

"En?" Long Ling became interested and looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"Let Yuhua stand next to the fire obsidian. If the fire obsidian lights up, it means that Allah has made a choice for you."

Long Ling burst out laughing, picked up a peanut and threw it on the child's face.

"What the hell idea, can the fire obsidian light up casually?"

"They don't know." Jing Yun said: "Isn't it the best reason to refuse if it's not lit?"

Long Ling thought about it carefully, raised his eyebrows, "Hey, don't talk about it, it's so serious that you can't make a mistake."

Jing Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Right, with this reason, the elders can't help it."

His hands were grabbing his legs under the table, pinching him so much that it hurt so much that he kept a calm and indifferent look on his face.

He was simply helping with ideas, well, that's all.

Long Ling shrugged, "Okay, I'll talk about it now. I mentioned this to the elders before the delivery screen, and they dare not say that the fire obsidian has never been lit for so many years."

Except for Jiuyi City, most of the clansmen in Dragon City have no idea about the fire obsidian itself, and they only respect the priests because of their status, and have no other ideas.

Just like Jinfeng and the world would respectfully call Mr. Timo to Jing Yun, but if he was a native of Jiuyi City who knew the inside story, he would not have such a good attitude.

Since the Dragon Clan canceled the pilgrimage of priests, the outside world only acts as the patriarch to save money, and the legendary priest's ability is too far away, and those miraculous abilities do not give people enough concept and imagination.

Long Ling patted Jing Yun on the shoulder, "Good job."

After that, he got up and walked to the other side of the table.

Jing Yun kept looking at his back, impetuously wanting to run around the empty field for a dozen laps.

The plan that was originally decided is gone now. Not only did he not add to the flames, but he actually helped Long Ling figure out a way to refuse the childbirth painting.

Well... at least he hadn't thought about it that way before getting on Long Ling's horse.It's just that the few "likes" that Long Ling said over and over again on the horse's back scratched his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

If so, if he really pushed this person out of his life, would he really not regret it?

Yu Hua is a good girl, so when she stands beside Long Ling, she is more entitled to be protected and loved by Long Ling, more entitled to be respected by her clan, and more qualified to do... better than herself.

He couldn't help clenching his fists, because he was too qualified, so... no!

Once it is released, it will never be taken back, and it will never be possible again.What a dedicated person Long Ling is, he understands it better than anyone else.

After figuring this out, a boulder that had been entangled in Jing Yun's heart for several days suddenly fell to the ground.

That's it, anyway, I can't do childbirth, and the others... wait for the others first.

Jing Yun moved his throat, stuffed himself with a few more peanuts with a numb face, and mechanically chewed while thinking: This is a good idea, and it can refuse to give birth, and at the same time, it can make his abilities appear unintentionally.

As long as I get close to the fire obsidian at that time, once the fire obsidian lights up, I don't have to be in this dilemma anymore.

I can relax a bit.

Jing Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he secretly took Long Ling's wine and drank it slowly.