Just so that when Zhuo Ming wakes up, he can have a place where he can enjoy the view. However, since he woke up, he has closed himself tightly in the house and rarely goes there. Even if he goes, he will only choose the season when the plants are withered.
Perhaps, his state of mind is like withered flowers and plants, which can be touched most deeply, but General Xi doesn't want to see him degenerate and give up on himself, so he travels across mountains and rivers every few months to search for various kinds of things that can help him to reshape his body. The spiritual herb of the heart.
But the results are always unsatisfactory. Even if the relevant spiritual grass is found, it will only work on those who have cultivation, and it will not help Zhuo Ming, who has lost all his cultivation.
This is also a regret that has always existed in the hearts of generals.
"General, there is no need to think too much. I will try my best to help you find a solution!"
General Xi's slightly frowned brows relaxed a little. If Lin Fan hadn't been there to solve problems during these days, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had time to take care of so much based on his current situation.
"I would like to thank the spiritual master!"
"But as far as I know, Yuqingcao is like a short-lived flower that blooms in an instant. Only when it is picked at the moment of blooming will it be effective."
Lin Fan's eyes suddenly flashed: "Yes, I almost forgot about this, so general, I will go ahead!"
Seeing him walking away in a hurry, the general couldn't help but smile knowingly: "If he can always be used by Yunfu City, he may be a rare talent for the city lord."
"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, senior brother, let me go!"
Zhuo Yu was held by Zhuo Yi's ear all the way, and it was already in great pain. He quickly broke away from his hand and looked at him with a red face: "I haven't finished training yet. If there is nothing wrong, senior brother, I will leave first." .”
"etc!"
When Zhuo Yi saw him turning around, he smiled evilly into his ear and said, "Did I let you go?"
The ups and downs of the voice made Zhuo Yu sandalwood speechless: "Senior brother, if something happens, please tell me quickly. I really should go to training!"
In fact, this was just a pretense for Zhuo Yu to escape from under his nose. He didn't know why he angered her from the moment he entered the house, so that the magnetic fields between the two were basically opposite.
For this reason, every time when I compete with my brothers, I will be teased by them.
It would be okay if Zhuo Yi wasn't there, he would just laugh it off, but if Zhuo Yi was there, he would only make the training more difficult for him unscrupulously, which is why he is still afraid of him.
"Okay, I'm really in trouble!"
The next second, Zhuo Yi stood up straight, looked at the back of his head seriously and said.
Seeing that he was silent, he continued: "It concerns Zhuo Ming."
When Zhuo Yu heard this, he immediately turned around: "What's wrong? Did something happen to the fourth brother again?"
"Not because of this."
After that, Zhuo Yi turned around and looked towards the horizon: "Before that, I want to ask you a question."
Zhuo Yu saw that there seemed to be something on his face, so he was a little stunned and said: "What's the problem?"
“Do you know what would happen if an eagle that was supposed to be flying freely in the sky was suddenly shot in the wing by an arrow?”
Zhuo Yu looked towards his line of sight and saw a huge eagle hovering in the sky. Then he said with an innocent face: "Since I fell from a height of thousands of meters, I can only watch myself falling." But there is nothing we can do.”
"What will happen if this eagle lives tenaciously but loses the right to fly?"
Zhuo Yu couldn't help but wonder: "It's strange, why does senior brother look so weird today?" Without thinking much, he continued: "I have lost my freedom. I must be desperate."
"good."
Zhuo Yu suddenly came to his senses: "Could it be that Senior Brother is talking about Fourth Junior Brother?"
"Yes, although Zhuo Ming entered the government a few years later than you and me, you also know that he has always been a character who refuses to admit defeat, and his ambitions are far greater than yours and mine."
"Do you know how he entered the house in the first place?"
Zhuo Yi's question stopped him. He pondered for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Didn't he enter the mansion only after passing the trial?"
"No, this has to start from that day."
At that time, the Xijiang Mansion had just been established not many years ago. Apart from General Zhuo Feng and Second General Zhuo Yi, there was only the youngest Zhuo Yu in the mansion.
That day, General Xi and Zhuo Yi were on their way back home when they suddenly saw a burst of noise on the street. Although Zhuo Yi had gained a lot of skills since he was a child, he still couldn't bear his curiosity and sneaked up behind the general's back. join in the fun.
He squeezed into the crowd with all his strength, and because he was short at the time, he stuck his head out, but what he saw was a skinny boy who was similar to himself in age, but seemed younger than him.
The only thing that impressed him was that he had skin as white as snow, but the anger and stubbornness on his face made his fair cheeks turn rosy.
"I said I didn't steal, so I didn't steal. Stop making false accusations!"
"Then where did the thing in your hand come from? It's obviously from our store!"
Watching the young man angrily arguing with the owner of the bun shop, while the surrounding crowd was crowded to watch the excitement, and sometimes they would make pointing sounds, which made people feel irritated.
The young man shouted stubbornly that he had not stolen his buns, but there was a hint of concern on his face.
At first, Zhuo Yi and everyone around him believed that he had stolen it. However, if any ordinary thief was caught, he would refuse to admit it. But compared to this young man, he didn't seem to have any guilty conscience in his eyes. Yes, just a little more hesitant.
Just when the two were arguing so much that they were about to fight, the proprietress of the bun shop timidly stepped forward to stop her, but just as her hand touched her husband-in-law, she was thrown away.
Seeing the woman fall to the ground, hideous scars were exposed on her arms, although she quickly covered them up.
But Zhuo Yi could still see clearly that there were marks on her arms from being beaten by a whip, and the old and new wounds overlapped, causing the newly scabbed scars to open again.
"You just keep talking, why did you push him!"
As a young man, he spoke with force and force. His eyes were sharp and full of anger, and he pointed at the owner of the bun shop.
The next second, he passed by him and helped the proprietress up. The moment he looked at the proprietress, his eyes became gentle again, and his words lost the venomousness just now.
"Little bastard, let's see if I don't beat you to death today!"
The man standing behind the young man picked up the wooden stick and was about to hit him on the shoulder. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhuo Yi was about to take action secretly to stop him, but was stunned by the sudden words of the landlady.
"I gave him this bun. If you want to hit me, hit me!"
The cowardly landlady suddenly looked at him with an emotional outburst. Her eyes turned red the next second, and her face was full of fear and panic.
"Did you give it to him?"
The man asked in a slightly stunned tone, just as everyone thought that the matter could be solved once it was clear, but unexpectedly the next second he grabbed the woman's hair and shouted angrily.
Some people around him couldn't stand it and were thinking of stepping forward to stop him, but were so frightened by his angry face that they dared not step forward. After learning the truth, Zhuo Yi couldn't stand it, but he never thought about it. The young man blocked the stick for the woman.
Seeing that the man was about to hit him again, Zhuo Yi, who looked shocked, immediately kicked him away.
"Are you OK!"
Zhuo Yi felt a pang of distress when he saw a purple mark instantly branded on the back of his neck.
He and the proprietress helped the young man up, but he just smiled indifferently and said that this injury was nothing to him. (End of chapter)
