Reborn Trainer

Alcohol is a good thing. Once you drink it, you can forget a lot of troubles and sorrows. Those things that seem to be more important than your life on weekdays, once you drink a few glasses of wine, they will be nothing.

Jing Yun took small sips at first, probably pretending to be too much in his heart, and ended up holding the wine jar and drinking.

When Long Ling came back, everything could not be cleaned up.

"Jing Yun? Hey, wake up."

Jing Yun felt that someone was calling him far, far away, and the voice was mixed with the laughter of the people around him, sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

Someone supported his shoulders to get up, he felt his legs were weak, every step under his feet was like stepping on clouds, soft and fluttering.

The man's voice was very close again for a moment, almost touching the ear, making the ear feel hot.

"Who made you drink?"

"Why is it always this kind of virtue, you can find something if you don't watch it?"

There was reproach in that person's tone, and Jing Yun felt familiar with the bright and pleasant juvenile voice, reassuring, but faintly unfamiliar.

He opened his eyes in a daze, his vision was blurry.The orange light from the bonfire filled his eyes, making him very dizzy, wanting to vomit and wanting to talk to someone.

He unconsciously grabbed the hand of the person next to him, feeling that the temperature of that person's body was much cooler than his own, so he couldn't help but stick it up.

"Tsk, smells like wine!"

The other party pushed his head away, and he stuck it on again. This happened several times, and finally he shook his head, and when he pushed it away, he turned his head and vomited.

"Come on! Get some water!"

"Yes!"

Jing Yun was dizzy, and couldn't stand up even if someone supported him, so he just squatted down on the spot.

He hugged his knees, for a moment he forgot who he was, forgot Jin Xi He Xi, a familiar face emerged in his heart, and then became clearer and clearer.

"Ling..." Jing Yun's nose felt sore for a while, he was dazed and didn't know why he wanted to cry, but he just wanted to, especially so, so tears flowed down his face.

"Ling... Ling..."

He yelled over and over again, and felt his throat was tight and sore. He hadn't eaten anything in the first place, and his stomach was churning badly due to the wine.

"Here, I'm here." Long Ling frowned, hugged him into his arms and patted him lightly, Jing Yun was still yelling in his ears, his tears and snot all rubbing against his body, suddenly helpless, "Here it is! Don't howl! Oh..."

Jing Yun cried for a while, then stopped crying, and reached out to touch Long Ling's face.

"Eh, is it too young?"

Long Ling: "..."

"Oh, you're not him...you're not." Jing Yun stared blankly at him, talking to himself, Long Ling didn't know what to do, and grabbed his hand that was slapping his face, suspiciously, "Who are you asking? "

"You're not Ling." Jing Yun's face was full of disappointment, which made Long Ling's heart twitch.

"I'm Long Ling." Long Ling had never heard Jing Yun call him that, only Jing Yun, who woke up suddenly during the hunting season, called him that once in his memory.

"You're not." Jing Yun insisted, and shed tears silently after a while, but now she didn't make a sound, just let the tears flow silently.

"Ling's gone...you're not my Ling, you..." Jing Yun's mind suddenly cleared up for a moment - yes?If he should have died, what would Jing Yun and Long Ling be like standing here now?

Maybe there is no intersection at all, it's just an ordinary bamboo horse, but it was forced into this by myself.

This idea only appeared for a moment, and soon disappeared in the overwhelming dizziness.

Seeing that he stopped vomiting, Long Ling didn't bother to care what he was talking about, picked him up and left.

"Fool, drink a lot of wine, you will have your favorite roast suckling pig in a while, don't call me until tomorrow."

Jing Yun kicked his legs, but fell asleep without answering.

A night without dreams.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Jing Yun only had two reactions: he wanted to go to the toilet very much, his stomach was very empty, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He sat up with his head propped up, and the vague memories of being drunk flooded back.

Ruined……

Jing Yun froze all over, would Long Ling find any flaws?No, no, it's impossible to find out, no one would have guessed that such an outrageous thing would happen, well, as long as you insist that you don't remember anything.

The curtain of the tent was lifted from the outside, and the sunlight fell in unsuspectingly, Jing Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Huh? Wake up?"

Long Ling was wearing a robe, and his long black hair was tied behind his head. He was holding two plates in his hand, one with steamed buns and the other with goat milk cake.

The scent seduced Jing Yun's appetite, he rubbed his stomach, and slowly got off the bed.

"Morning, patriarch."

"morning."

Long Ling glanced at him, and suddenly felt that the word "patriarch" he was used to all day was not as pleasant as the word "ling" last night.

"Go wash up and eat." He put down the plate, reached out and rubbed Jing Yun's head.

Jing Yun didn't dare to look at him, and ran out quickly.

After washing, he slapped his face hard with the cold lake water.

Jing Yun turned around and walked back when he was fully awake.

Under the hillside, several large tents were set up for the elders and priests to use for the reception banquet.

The one in the middle belonged to Long Ling. Only then did Jing Yun come to his senses. He actually slept with Long Ling last night.

It should be that there was no one in the tent where Dad lived, and the attendant who was busy packing the tent said that the priest had something urgent to leave early in the morning.

Urgent?

Jing Yun rubbed his face, remembering that he hasn't seen his grandmother since he came back, maybe there is something urgent at home?

He frowned, planning to say goodbye to Long Ling right now, and borrow a horse to go home first.

But as soon as he opened the curtain, he heard the voice of greeting from inside.

"Master Timo came back just in time, tell me how much you drank yesterday?"

The person who spoke was Yu Hua. She was wearing a long pink and purple dress today, her hair was still tied in two buns, tied with a long belt of the same color as the clothes, and the belt hung down to her shoulders, she looked very cute.

She stood up, and although she was joking, she was not lacking in manners at all, and sat down spontaneously in the next seat, giving up the seat next to Long Ling.

Jing Yun suddenly didn't know what it was like, raised his hand and scratched his face, walked over to sit down, and said: "Before I knew it... I made the princess laugh."

"Aren't you kidding me?" Long Ling handed him a steamed bun, "Hurry up and eat, my stomach must be hurting right now."

Qi Sheng who was sitting at the other end was probably dragged here by the princess, his eyes were still dazed and he looked like he hadn't slept enough, but his hand was automatically stuffing food into his mouth.

"Timo, are you uncomfortable?" he asked in a daze.

This kid doesn't forget to care about himself despite his appearance.

Jing Yun's heart was warm, and he responded lightly, "I don't feel uncomfortable now."

As he said, he took the bowl and drank the porridge while gnawing on the steamed stuffed bun.

Yu Hua smiled and said: "Yesterday, the patriarch's way of speaking is really good. Let's choose another day rather than bump into it. How about today?"

Long Ling nodded, "Okay."

Jing Yun came back to his senses, "What's the matter? It's..." Before he finished speaking, he cast a questioning look at Long Ling.

Long Ling nodded, "Let Allah choose my wife."

He pinched Jing Yun with his hand under the table, "The princess is also very satisfied with this idea, it can't be better."

It was clear that the two had reached some sort of agreement before he came in.

Although Jing Yun didn't know what happened, but since the princess is also very satisfied, it means... Yu Hua doesn't want to marry Long Ling?

Turning his mind, he reacted slowly: Does the little girl have a sweetheart?

For some reason, he subconsciously looked at Qi Sheng.

Qi Sheng finished eating a steamed stuffed bun, half-closed his eyes and stretched out his fleshy paws to grab the goat milk cake.

That hand was still full of steamed bun oil, Long Ling frowned at the sight, and tapped the back of his hand with the end of the chopsticks.

"En!" Qi Sheng woke up immediately, his round eyes widened, as if the hair all over his body exploded in an instant, and he looked around vigilantly.

"Why did you hit me...?" Seeing that there was no danger, Qi Sheng became lazy for a moment, yawned, and moved his butt to the side.

"Go and wipe your hands, it's all over the place." Long Ling waved his hands like chasing chickens, so Qi Sheng got up with his calf, and without any surprise, he made two oily handprints on his pants.

"Pfft." Lu Hua laughed from the side, touched the handkerchief from her bosom, and stuffed it into Qi Sheng's hand, "Take it, you don't have to return it to me."

"Thank you." Qi Sheng's politeness was still there after all.

Jing Yun rolled his eyes around the two of them, feeling extremely surprised.

can you?Will it be so?Yu Hua likes... Qi Sheng?No way?

Qi Sheng is five years younger than Yu Hua.

"Eat, what are you looking at?"

Long Ling hit Jing Yun again with chopsticks, Jing Yun quickly lowered his head and took a mouthful of porridge, so fast that he almost choked it out of his nose.

As a result, Jing Yun did not go home due to the delay.He smelled of alcohol all over, so Long Ling sent someone to bring him a new set of clothes, and when he was finished, the matter of the fire obsidian was also settled.

The elders didn't want too many people to know about this, which saved a lot of effort, all that was needed was for Jing Ming to bring the fire obsidian, and let Long Ling and Yu Hua stand beside the fire obsidian and close their eyes for a while.

The elders knew that this was Long Ling's tactful refusal, but the princess didn't speak, so how could they say anything more.

It's just that I wrote a letter on impulse and sent it to Micho. You can't say you want to marry one moment, and don't want it the next, right?Isn't this a slap in the face?

Elder Yi has been cautious and cautious for most of his life, but he still made impulsive mistakes when he was getting old.Elder Zhi also comforted him: "This means that you are thinking too much about the patriarch. After all, you can only be loyal, and there are other mistakes?"

Elder Yi's mouth moved, but he didn't think of what to say for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh, and looked up at Long Ling and the others.

Jing Yun's muscles tensed up all over. He didn't stand beside Long Ling at first, but circled around his father instead.

Dad didn't look very well, he was in a daze with the fire obsidian in his hand.

"Abba?" Jing Yun looked at him, trying to reach out to touch the fire obsidian.

Why isn't it on again now?Tsk...why is it not on, but you are on.

Jing Ming didn't pay attention to his son's anxious expression, he took the fire obsidian in another hand, away from Jing Yun's gaze, and said: "Your mother has gone to take care of the herbs, the weather is changing all the time these days, I'm always worried. "

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking really tired.

Jing Yun was a little worried, and wanted to say something to divert his father's attention, but suddenly discovered an unusual thing.

A flock of crows gradually gathered in the sky, at first two or three, then three or four, and now there is a small flock of large scale, some of them are circling in the sky, and some of them flapped their wings and stopped at the nearby big trees superior.

For a moment, the dark green woods merged with the black crows, and it looked a bit gloomy under the blue sky and daylight.

Others naturally also noticed this matter, Elder Yi suddenly grabbed Elder Zhi's arm excitedly, "Hey, tell me! Is it really...really going to manifest?"

"Who?" Elder Zhi frowned and looked at the sky, and then realized, surprised: "Allah?"

"Hush!!" Elder Yi looked around and lowered his voice, "Don't startle the snake, observe it first."

But the words of the two have reached the ears of those who care.

Jing Yun was a little dazed for a while, Long Ling and Yu Hua looked at each other, and both became apprehensive.

It was originally a refusal of your own accord, and it was convenient for both of you to get away, this time it will be good, if it comes true... Isn't this digging a hole and jumping on your own?

Elder Yi was very excited, and waved: "Let's get started, let's get started."

Yu Hua was a little nervous, Long Ling gave her a hand and lowered her voice, "Don't worry, there is always a way."

Only then did Yu Hua regain her composure, maintain a calm face, and follow Long Ling to slowly walk towards Jing Ming.

Jing Ming's expression was a little dazed, but fortunately, he didn't mess up what to do. After saying a bunch of blessings, he put the fire obsidian in his palm and slowly handed it out.

Long Ling glanced at the delivery painting and motioned for her to take it.

The fingers of the child's painting turned white, and the crows in the sky became more crowed, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the sunlight that was still there just now suddenly disappeared.

A gust of wind blew violently and rolled up the fallen leaves and yellow sand, making everyone subconsciously close their eyes and turn their heads away.

"Ah!" Jing Ming called out.

Jing Yun kept his eyes open, and the moment the elders turned their faces away, he also kept staring at the stone.

He has to find a way to meet him, he has to...

Probably because this idea was too persistent, the stone in Jing Ming's hand suddenly burst into high temperature, and Jing Ming's palm was burned without warning.

Before the stone was delivered to Yuhua, Jing Ming let go of his hand subconsciously. The moment the stone fell, Jing Yun stretched out his hand to catch it without hesitation.

There was another gust of wind, and there was still a moist breath in the wind, and it was probably going to rain heavily soon.

This time even Longling and Yuhua squinted their eyes subconsciously.

But the outstretched hand of Yu Hua did not withdraw, and continued under the stone.

Jing Yun was a little slower, his fingers brushed across the surface of the stone without grabbing it.With just such a rub, the fire obsidian spread bright fire from the inside to the outside.

Then, with this light, it fell into the hand of Yuhua.

From Jing Ming letting go, to the falling of the stone, this is an instant.When everyone opened their eyes, all they saw was the picture of Yuhua holding a glowing fire obsidian.

Everyone was stunned.Including Jing Yun.

What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot.He understood everything from the inside out.

"No..." Jing Yun's throat tightened for a moment, as if he finally knew what he was about to lose at this moment, he couldn't control it for a while, and stretched out his hand to grab the stone.

Jing Ming stretched out his hand much faster than him.

"Congratulations, Patriarch, Princess." Jing Ming regained his spirits, and at some point, the crows around him also disappeared.

Bean-sized rain fell one after another.

Long Ling stared at Huo Yaoshi expressionlessly, and suddenly felt something, and turned to look at Jing Yun.

Jing Yun looked stunned, and the look of regret had not faded from his face in the future, but was caught by Long Ling.

Long Ling narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the elders beside him.

Elder Yi was so happy that he had already started discussing what to do with the wedding.Looking at the childbirth painting again, his face is so pale that it hurts.

Long Ling sighed, and spoke in the increasingly heavy rain, "I think there may be some misunderstanding."