"Hey, don't think about breakfast. You can have some snacks on the table, as well as milk and juice. You can make up for your stomach first..."
Hong Li curled up on the softly cushioned bench, yawned and said: "As for the three main meals, to be honest, your sister and I have already...
Uh, one, two, three... Anyway, I haven't had a proper meal for a long time. Cherish the time when you can eat my mother's cooking..."
Hong Li sighed with emotion, with an expression on her face like someone who had come before.
To be precise, the last time she had a serious meal was at a dinner party...
In other words, the last time she ate was last year!
Or maybe she hasn't eaten yet this year...
"Oh, by the way, please don't tell my mother and the others about this!"
Hong Li suddenly thought of something and said seriously: "Do you remember?!"
Based on her understanding of her mother, if she really found out that she hadn't eaten for many days, she would definitely come to her door to teach her a lesson.
Mom’s lesson is not over yet. Instead, she will give Hongli a meal first and let her watch and learn from the side.
After that, I cook three meals a day by myself. After I finish cooking, I go to my mother to check in and report the situation until I can eat on time...
My mother is just like that. Hongli is so familiar that she can even predict exactly how her mother will punish her...
What is really scary is not the routine, but the cold stare of my mother...
It was under this kind of fear and threat that Hongli trembled and practiced so many marksmanship...
"Ah? Ah!"
Hong Qiao suddenly came back to her senses and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, don't worry, when did I tell my sister about your black case? I will never tell anyone!"
"Hmm, okay, you're sensible enough."
Hongli nodded with satisfaction, and then asked doubtfully: "So why did you look at me in a daze just now? Is there something on my face?"
"Well, uh, not really!"
Hong Qiao's eyelids twitched twice, and she laughed and pointed at her neck.
"That's right, sister, you have, um, a little red mark here..."
"Ah this..."
Hong Li quickly waved a water mirror and looked at the light red color on her neck. Her eyes widened and she coughed twice. While waving the water mirror away, she quickly lifted up her collar to cover it.
"That's right, that's right, haha, it's nothing. I accidentally got bitten by a dog a few times, it doesn't matter..."
Hongli said with a smile: "It's just that the guy's realm is relatively high, and the teeth marks are more difficult to remove, hahaha..."
"Ah this..."
Hong Qiao showed her half-moon eyes and pointed at the shirt Hong Li was wearing: "What is this?"
"Huh?"
Hong Li lowered her head and looked at the shirt that was almost covering her knees. She twitched the corner of her mouth and said with a sneer, "The dress my sister just bought looks good!"
"Uh, why does it look like Brother Heiyang's shirt to me..."
"Um?!"
A cold light flashed in Hong Li's eyes, has it come to the familiar silence stage again...
"Ah haha, I really admitted my mistake!"
Hong Qiao, who felt the murderous intention, took it very seriously.
"Okay, okay, don't just think about these things!
Inquiring about your sister's life will not bring you happiness! "
Seeing Hong Qiao obediently shut up, Hong Li sighed and stared at Hong Qiao with dead fish eyes.
"Didn't you say that you have a problem and you want me to help you solve it? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"oh oh!"
Hong Qiao nodded quickly and looked at Hong Li sighing with a sad expression.
"That's the problem. Mom and I still can't understand each other..."
"..."
"..."
"Grandma, would you like to take a detour to the private residence in front?"
Hei Yang stood in the sky, looking at the tall old woman in front of him, and said seriously: "After all, having a strange Nascent Soul wandering around our house is really unsettling."
"Huh? Did you go to someone else's house..."
The old woman looked up at the boy in front of her in surprise. Just as she was about to test the boy's cultivation, she suddenly felt a sense of danger in her heart and forcibly stopped her impulse.
Judging from her appearance, this old woman seems to be about the same age as Granny Meng when she died.
It's just that Granny Meng is shorter than her and has a deeper and calmer aura. She is the kind of person who looks kind at first glance but becomes frightened after a second glance.
But the person in front of him gave people a sense of oppression that he couldn't even hide.
It looks very insecure!
"That's it, I understand..."
The old woman nodded suddenly, frowned and looked down.
"But, can I wait until the little girl who went in just now comes out before leaving?"
"That's my sister."
"I have no ill intentions."
"Do you believe me?"
Hei Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.
"After all, you are not from our world."
Name: Anxiety
Realm: Ninth Level of Nascent Soul Realm
Identity: Practitioner of the cruel world, stowaway in the world
"A very sharp pair of eyes..."
Anxiety was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said calmly: "A world that is almost completely different from the cruel world in my hometown is opening up. It is difficult for me not to be interested in exploring."
"Exploration? Invasion!"
Hei Yang's expression was solemn: "Our world has marked you as a stowaway, what is there to say!"
"Is that so..."
Anxiety showed a look of surprise: "No wonder there is such a constant feeling of rejection. It is a very exclusive world..."
"Are you and Accident together?"
Hei Yang frowned: "It's here to spread accidents, and you're here to create anxiety?"
"Accident? Is that madman here too..."
Anxiety showed a surprised expression, and then understood.
"Then no wonder you are hostile to me..."
"The sound of your name makes me very hostile!"
Hei Yang's face was complicated: "Although I know this reason is outrageous, I just hate your name. Accident and Anxiety. All the names in your world have this format?"
"Not everyone deserves a name."
Anxiety shook his head and waved his hand: "If you really think so, I can change my name, like this?"
Name: Responsibility (Anxiety)
Realm: Ninth Level of Nascent Soul Realm
Identity: Cruel World...
Hei Yang: "?"
"Or this?"
Name: Motivation (Responsibility) (Anxiety)
Realm: Ninth Level of Nascent Soul Realm
identity:……
Hei Yang: "???"
"If it really doesn't work..."
Anxiety frowned and said: "I still have a few more names..."
"Stop, stop, stop, you are stacking the murder books here! Are you approving the vests one by one?"
Hei Yang rubbed his brows with a speechless expression.
"Please state your purpose completely, and then I will judge the situation."
"Your world touches the edge of our world, and the angle is very suitable for cross-border travel..."
Anxiety tells the truth: "And then I came."
Hei Yang: "I asked about the purpose!"
"No purpose."
Anxiety looked confused: "Didn't I tell you to just come and have a look?"
"But you just mentioned my sister."
Hei Yang was not fooled: "Avoiding the important and choosing the light, you are a very bad old woman!"
"..."
Anxiety was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "I just aroused the seeds of anxiety in their hearts a little, and wanted to see how anxiety develops in different intelligent creatures..."
"Finally admit it!"
Hei Yang frowned coldly: "From what you heard, it's not only Xiao Qiao who is influenced by you, but also others?"
"As of now..."
Anxiety stretched out his finger: "Inspire 3,400 seeds and harvest 2,200 fruits..."
To be honest, she is usually not so easy to talk to, but the aura of the person in front of her is getting more and more frightening to her...
"You said you meant no harm!"
Hei Yang directly drew his sword: "We have harmed more than 3,000 people, and my sister has lost weight due to hunger!"
Anxiety: "Actually, it's not just the little girl, but also her parents..."
Hei Yang: "???"
"exile!"
"calm down!"
Her anxious pupils shrank sharply. Faced with Hei Yang who was quick to attack at the slightest disagreement, she instantly felt the breath of death. She ignored her heartache and lowered her figure crazily, consuming a lot of anxiety and barely resisting this attack.
"Kacha"
There was a cracking sound, and it turned out that the person who was anxious looked like an old man, now turned into a woman in her thirties. Seeing that Hei Yang was still going to continue to attack, she quickly quibbled.
"They themselves have the seeds of anxiety. I just help them face their hearts a little bit. There is no danger..."
"Nonsense!"
Hei Yang's body flickered as if he was stuck, and then his spiritual power surged again.
"Bai Ju! Exile again!"
"Wait, I surrender!"
The teenage girl's eyes widened with anxiety.
"You surrender when you say you surrender? Instant kill!"
"I'll help you relieve their anxiety!"
The faces of three- and four-year-old infants were full of terror.
"Stop fighting, don't fight, you're going to be beaten to death, and the compensation will be huge!"
"Deserve it!"
Hei Yang held the sword in his hand with an indifferent look on his face: "What do you think of the people in our world, are you a potted plant for growing flowers?
Feed off their anxieties and build on your own? "
"This, this is a win-win situation..."
Anxiety beeped softly: "This will also allow them to grow and mature..."
"Then I'll make you look younger again!"
"Wrong, wrong!"
Anxiety looked at the sword so close, horrified.
"Oh, Accident said it likes accidents, but it turns out it doesn't want to let itself get into accidents..."
Hei Yang raised his eyebrows: "Then I would like to ask, when you make others anxious, have you ever thought about what your own mental state will be like when you are anxious?"
"I……"
The corner of Anxiety's mouth twitched: "I clearly understand what anxiety is. No one understands anxiety better than me. How can I be anxious..."
Hei Yang: "..."
"Na."
Hei Yang handed over the anxiety-producing instrument, but the sword in his hand still did not relax. He said in a calm voice: "Try using it?"
"ah?"
Anxiety was stunned for a moment and looked at the words on the manufacturing device.
[Anxiety Creation: It doesn’t matter whether you are telling the truth or not. What is important is that if you say the wrong thing again, you will be killed. 】
anxiety:"……"
【Manufacturing successful! 】
"..."
"..."
"My birthday is in March. In about two months, I will be sixteen."
Hong Qiao lowered her head, her two little feet dangling uneasily under the table.
"Everyone says that the flowering season is at the age of sixteen, and the rainy season is at the age of seventeen.
At the age of sixteen, you have the innocent happiness of a child and the freedom you partially desire. It is the age when you are as happy as a flower...
However, that description should be referring to Huihui. As for me, I feel that the older I get, the less happy I am...
In my imagination, my life script should be like this: practice hard, show my talent, then be accepted as a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, succeed in practicing Taoism in the sect, and return to my hometown to repay my parents.
In the meantime, there may be a balance of friendship and love to add color to life, just like you, Sister Hongli!
But the reality is that if I only rely on my own talent, it will be difficult for me to be selected by the Five Elements Sect to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect - I got stuck at the first step of the plan!
If someone is blocking me or hindering me, I just need to get rid of that obstacle.
But the problem lies in talent, and I don’t even know how to make up for it!
I know, because of your face, Sister Hongli, Aunt Hongling told me that it is not difficult to enter the Five Elements Sect... But what happens after that?
I am not qualified myself. Even if I get in through connections, the gap may only get wider and wider.
Sister, you become the leader of the sect in one year, and I might be persuaded to quit or be at the bottom in one year.
Should I waste my time and accomplish nothing, and then go home and continue to be supported by my parents... That would make me feel guilty!
But my parents said, it’s nothing, just be happy! We can afford you!
This is not the point!
The key is that I also want to repay them!
Otherwise, what is the purpose of all my efforts over the years?
Is my life of the past ten years meaningless?
Should I accept my fate and admit that I am not cut out for this?
I do not want! In no mood! have no idea!
But I can’t do it, I can’t do it, really, I’ve tried hard for a long time, but I can’t do it!
But the more kind they are to me and the more open-minded they act, the greater the pressure on me feels.
It would be better to be scolded, which would make me feel better...
I am very confused now and have a lot of things to say to others, but when my parents try to talk to me and find solutions, I am extremely resistant.
I felt like I was trapped on an uninhabited island, constantly sending out distress signals to the outside world and throwing bottles one after another, hoping that someone would see and find me.
As a result, when I saw a ship passing by from a distance on the island, I panicked and got into the bushes to hide my figure...
I want to be saved, but I don’t want to have contact with others. I feel very conflicted. I feel like I’m going to be pushed into a desperate situation..."
Romance
Hong Qiao put her arms on the table and buried her face in her arms. Hong Li sat next to her and touched her cousin's head.
"So, did you come to my sister to save you?"
"I don't know...I really don't know..."
Hong Qiao's voice trembled: "I can't sleep, not for a long time.
There seemed to be a sound in my ears, like some kind of music. After listening to it for a long time, I realized that it was a meaningless auditory hallucination.
When you close your eyes, you have a nightmare, and your mind is filled with negative emotions.
I knew I seemed to be sick, so I thought that if something happened to me, my parents would be sad...
Then the more I thought about it, the more restless I became, and I was about to go crazy...
I even started to fantasize about things that didn't happen, and started to scare myself, such as if my realm suddenly stopped advancing and retreated, or if I suddenly became seriously ill, everything would be in vain...
Even some time ago, I felt heart pain, beating very fast, shortness of breath, and sweating...
I was scared because I often heard people say that the heart is a very important place. If something goes wrong normally, it will kill you. I was afraid of death!
I cried to my parents, and they took me to see a doctor. The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with my heart, but it was because of a heart disease...
My parents were relieved, but I felt that I had caused unnecessary trouble to the family.
I...I...I..."
"If Hei Yang were half as sensible and hardworking as you..."
Hong Li showed her half-moon eyes: "I just treated him as a parasite and was happily raised by him at home motionless..."
"elder sister……"
Hong Qiao raised her head, her eyes red with tears: "What should I do? I feel like there is no way out in life..."
"I don't want to say this. How old are you?"
Hong Li frowned: "Don't be afraid. I have a sister. You can directly use resources during the Qi refining stage. When you reach the foundation building stage, you can understand your magical powers and talent is no longer the decisive factor.
And I heard that there are also treasures that can improve your talent, I can help..."
"But in this case..."
Hong Qiao sobbed and said, "Aren't you just causing trouble to your sister?
In this way, wouldn't it change from nibbling on my parents to nibbling on my sister? What's the difference! So I am still a burden! "
Hong Li: "???"
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This is from yesterday...
