So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 68: Sentiment
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“Your mental state cultivation is acceptable, but your true essence is too little.” Shi Feng sighed.
Chen He didn’t look up, he also knew about it.
But what to do, his true essence is either feeding the fire in the stone or exhausting the battle with the beast. For forty years, he has been in this state of lack and dissatisfaction.
Get used to it!
“Others come to your level of cultivation, so they don’t dare to take more elixir, for fear of exploding the meridians, and fear that the strength will skyrocket and the mood will not be enough, but they will fall into the lower level-you are better.”
Shi Feng laughed angrily when Chen He continued to eat the Lantern Festival, and stretched out his hand and patted the head of his younger brother.
It is expected that Chen He was completely unguarded, and he was so obediently that half of his face was buried in the bowl.
“…”
Chen He slowly raised his head, and chopped green onion on his nose and cheeks with the soup.
Release Feng was taken aback, and then stunned.
He is a cultivator and a man, so he doesn’t have the habit of carrying sweat towels. I had to stretch out my hand again to wipe everything off Chen He’s face.
The skin on the tentacles is warm, like an inexplicable suction.
Shi Feng slowed down his movements involuntarily, and silently swept his fingertips, wiping off the fine green onion from the tip of his nose to the corner of his mouth, as if not wiping away food stains, but gently stroking his junior’s face.
Chen He’s expression has also become a little strange and subtle.
Senior brother’s fingers, when sliding down from the tip of his nose, messed up his breathing, and inadvertently drew his fingertips to his lips–he almost trembled.
Chen He didn’t know how much effort it took to stabilize his mood.
——The brother’s hand is still there, and the brother touched the corner of his mouth.
Fearing that too much emotion would leak in his eyes, Chen He quickly closed, almost silently memorizing Beixuan school’s meditation technique.
All the places where the brother’s fingers touched are slightly hot. If the two really hug each other, it would not feel so mysterious.
It’s just a little bit like this, like a dragonfly touch.
Every ripple is very small, but it swayed in circles in the lake of heart, growing that unspeakable delusion of love and robbery.
“Okay.”
“…”
Chen He opened his eyes and saw Shi Feng carelessly looking at the revolving lantern hanging outside the teahouse, greeted the buddy to put on a wrung out hot towel, and then wiped his hands on it.
——It’s just wiping your face. Did you wipe less before?
Chen He, who feels that he thinks too much, is a little frustrated, but also a little bit of hidden delight.
For Chen He, memory is a treasure of classified collections. He can look at it countless times, and every detail will always exist.
Chen He, who is secretly determined to bring this memory out to be stored separately after going back, absent-mindedly holds the spoon and immerses his head again…
“What are you thinking about, do you scoop it up after eating?”
Over there, Shi Feng suppressed his impetuous mood, turned his head to look, and felt helpless.
The younger brother held the spoon blankly, stirred it twice in the bowl, and delivered it blankly.
Only the soup is swaying in the bowl, not even the chopped green onion, and the food is too clean… (the chopped green onion is obviously on the face)
Chen He paused awkwardly. Only then did he remember to look around and see that the teahouse was still lively. Some people were tired of walking and resting. Some people were already sleepy, yawning and saying goodbye to each other and drinking Many people poured strong tea to hangover while talking drunk.
No one took a second look at the fact that Shi Feng wiped off the scallion on Chen He’s face.
Chen He felt relieved.
——Shi Feng used the blindfold method, which was ineffective to each other, but in the eyes of others, it was two middle-aged men who did such an ambiguous act. Afterwards, one of them was still stupidly taking soup to his mouth.
Chen He put down his spoon, feeling a little at a loss.
When he was young, he could say to Shi Feng, who was soaked in red, “the mountain where the gods live,” and he also dared to say “the wind is rustling, the woods are bleak, and the son is lonely. “Only because of ignorance and a little understanding, I will not think deeply in the beautiful words. I only think that the person described in the sentence is not mundane, and I only think that the brother is good-looking and extremely suitable for those beautiful sentences, so he blurted out.
Now he knows sentiment and what longing is, but he can’t say it anymore.
I just feel that those who use those sentences are not brothers. The people who wrote those sentences, the gods and people they saw, or the mountain ghost Luoshen, are not as good as Shi Feng in his eyes.
Others don’t know how to love each other in their lives.
Chen He didn’t understand emotions all his life, and he knew that he was not afraid of love. It’s just that he was afraid of being speechless, making the senior brother think he was still young and ignorant, and he didn’t take his longing seriously, and laughed.
“Brother…”
Chen He pondered for a long time, and when he looked up, he found that there was no one in front of him.
He was stunned, and hurriedly looked forward, and found that Shi Feng turned out to be holding an empty bowl to return to the peddler who sold the Lantern Festival at the teahouse.
——In the crowd, the person he was looking for was so vivid and dazzling.
When Shi Feng came back, he found that his junior brother was sitting on the stool in a daze, with his eyes drooping, his divine light introverted, and a few invisible breaths wrapped around his body, circulating endlessly.
This is a sudden feeling, has your mood improved?
Shi Feng can’t laugh or cry, in the teahouse in the downtown, what is it?
As a result, I couldn’t leave anymore. Shi Feng called the teahouse buddy, paid the tea, and gave him a reward so that he wouldn’t urge to disturb him.
Just sitting in front of Chen He, holding a teacup, sipping a bit without a bite.
The long night will end, and many lanterns have been extinguished.
The people who came home happily scattered in twos and threes, leaving only traces of the bustle and bustle of last night on the street.
This is the first Shangyuan Lantern Festival that he and his junior brother left the Black Abyss Valley, and there should be countless ones in the future. On the South Xinjiang Lantern Lake, the Zakung Ming Lantern of Beihai County is flying, and the Tianshan Mountains outside the Guan are carved as the light. There is always a splendid scene to see.
My life is boundless, my emotions are boundless, and can be with me for a lifetime. What can I regret?
Shi Feng’s gaze fell back to Chen He’s eyebrows, because the younger brother couldn’t feel it, so he could look so wantonly. Shi Feng was afraid that Chen Henian was too young, so he regarded every part of love and love as very much. If so, they would of course be able to please each other at first and comfort each other, but over time, they will feel cold and resentful. That is the real calamity. !
Now he can still bear it. At that time, if Chen He wants to leave, Shi Feng doesn’t know what he will do if he is driven by delusion and cursed by love.
So he didn’t dare to tease Chen He, even with a look.
“It’s the Yuan Ying period soon…” Shi Feng said to himself.
The higher the level of cultivation, the more clearly one’s obsession, which is a lingering haze, is also a longing entangled in divine consciousness.
Because of this, some monks, after the stage of transforming the gods into the soul, are indifferent to the things outside the body.
Some monks, even in the Mahayana period, are still ambitious and competitive.
“Oh, whoever I am after all, I realized it in the busy city–“
An old man walked into the teahouse, lay down on the table next to Shi Feng, looked at Chen He, and unceremoniously reached out and took the sesame candy away from the table.
The monk’s enlightenment of the Great Dao is a mysterious matter.
Most of them are studying exercises or retreating. If everyone eats halfway through eating, halfway through chatting, halfway through bathing and washing… Isn’t the realm of cultivation still regarded as a bunch of lunatics?
However, if you really want to feel something suddenly, you can’t stop it, so you have to enter the realm of forgetting things on the spot.
This way of comprehending the heavens and the earth, the breath is the most difficult to distinguish. Only the monks in the Mahayana period can feel the strangeness from a distance and find their way to find out.
In the capital, there are a few cultivators in the Mahayana period…
“This scene is really missed.”
Venerable Huanjian squeezed the sesame candy, and coughed dryly, “At the beginning, I took the cracking sky and worked in the market to make a living. He also suddenly realized that, I had to stand with him in front of the sugar cake stall. I was stared a lot by the stall owner! I was even more scorned by passers-by, sarcastically stingy, and even reluctant to buy a candy cake for my children.”
“…”
So you have hated your apprentice for hundreds of years, and you always cheat him for fun in the future?
Shi Feng twitched his eyes.
He was not surprised by the past of the two great masters of the Demon Dao, but he couldn’t help but think that if it was Chen He…Fortunately, the younger brother was sitting in the teahouse and accidentally comprehended the way of the world.
“Why doesn’t the venerable be blindfolded?” It’s better than just standing there and being watched.
“Don’t dare…” Venerable Huanjian replied sullenly, “The blindfold is just to make mortals invisible. If someone rushes over, what will you do? Of course, I can make ghosts hit the wall with a spell that makes people inaccessible. But why did the kid enlighten the road when he saw the sugar pie? I don’t know at all. What if the sugar pie seller leaves?”
“…”
This is really, terrible!
Shi Feng never felt that he would have any feelings in common with the number one master of the magic way, and now it seems that this needs to be corrected.
“Speaking of which, why did Junior Brother make you suddenly understand?” Venerable Huanjian asked with bright eyes.
“…”
It’s better to not have a common language. No matter how much this fellow Huanjian feels, it is just to watch the excitement.
“The one who doesn’t work, bother.” Shi Feng said lightly.
Venerable Huanjian didn’t care, and smiled softly: “I’m afraid that after a while, Daoist Shi Feng will not think so.”
Shi Feng frowned: “What does the Lord mean by this?”
Venerable Huanjian sneered, slowly took out a box from his sleeve, opened it, and threw something to the ground.
It was a blue sea crab the size of a baby’s fist.
It got into the bottom of the table, squeezed with the pliers, and then crawled towards Chen He excitedly.
Venerable Huanjian put a blind eye on it to avoid being seen by the mortals in the teahouse, only to see the sea crab wandering at Chen He’s feet, because Shi Feng was protecting the spiritual barrier of his junior, so he turned away. Climbing, rampaging, and going back and forth several times, Shi Feng gradually realized the problem. This crab was crawling on the way Chen He walked into the teahouse.
“Ambergris crab, a thing of the South China Sea, likes all kinds of exotic fragrances. Many of the nests collect precious deep-sea ambergris incense, hence the name.” Venerable Huanjian said slowly, “Friend Shi Feng, brother Ling I’m afraid it’s been dropped by someone, only a strange animal can smell the tracking incense.”
Shi Feng looked cold and stern, raised his hand, and grabbed the scylla in his palm.
Trying it myself, I saw the crab staggering and crawling over, holding on to Chen He’s shoes.
This night of the Lantern Festival, the street is full of people, rubbing shoulders, who is it—wait, soles? Junior brother has a fragrance that he doesn’t have at all?
“The ring!” Shi Feng said with a solemn face.
This is the only place Chen He has been, but he hasn’t stepped on it!
“Daoist Shi Feng, you and I have seen the same thing!” Venerable Huanjian said with a smile, “I just don’t know if it is in one arena or all arena! I stood far away when I watched the show. I found out, now I’m going to investigate and make my junior brother in safety——”
Venerable Huanjian hadn’t finished speaking, but the crab suddenly loosened his tongs, and rushed towards a monk who had just entered the teahouse.
The man had an ordinary face and a physical appearance, but in the eyes of Shi Feng and Huanjian, he was familiar.
——That’s, it’s a good deal to see him fight Chen He for half an hour, his height and arm length or something, it’s strange if he isn’t familiar with it!
Venerable Huanjian smiled strangely: “Frankie Shi Feng, good luck! The fragrance is stronger than that of the younger brother…”
“Of course it is the one who has stood on the ring longer.” Shi Feng said coldly.
The author has something to say: Zhan Yuanqiu, your life has been changed by a crab like this [Fog]
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[It’s just a little bit like this, like a dragonfly touch.
Every ripple is very small, but it swayed in circles in the lake of heart, growing that unspeakable delusion of love and robbery. 】
Author: Well, today’s science is superficial, we all know that in doing superficial, so superficial and children = text
Everyone: The crime of destroying the atmosphere is unforgivable (throw bricks and eggs together)
Author: Let you no longer face the future “XX superficially like a kiss XX” This sentence ……
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