MTL - Evolved From Polluting the World-Chapter 89 Is it fear, or yearning?

The idea of ​​retreating is not an idea of ​​Qiao Xun.

Instead, he came to Immortal Realm, brought Junjun and Changyan with him, and started to think about it.

It's not like the kind of retreat of practitioners. Qiao Xun's so-called retreat is a better way to say it is to enter a state of silence related to "existence".

For now, he has prepared everything that should be prepared in the early stage.

The growth path of Junjun and Changyan has been paved, and Lan Zhiwei, who is on fire, has also entered the normal time of competing for the throne.

Now, the mortal world under the fairy is no longer attractive to Qiao Xun. If you remain active all the time, the probability of being monitored will greatly increase, which is an added risk. Even if he is not found, if he is a little suspicious, the preliminary work he has prepared may fall short.

That is to say, choosing to enter a state of silence is more conducive to the steady growth of Junjun and Changyan, and Lanzhiwei's successful succession.

No matter how you look at it, this option is the most suitable for the current situation.

The only unsatisfactory thing is probably the emotional needs of the two little guys Junjun and Changyan. After all, after retreating, it means that there will be a long time without seeing each other.

"Retreat...Is that the retreat I thought?" Jun Jun asked cautiously.

Joe Tour said,

"What are you thinking?"

"That's right, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Retreat, that's what it is."

"Does Shishu want to practice himself?"

Qiao Xun thought about it,

"It is."

Not so. At his current stage, closed-door cultivation has no effect on improving his strength. The only meaning is to enter a state of existential silence to ensure that the preparations made since entering the fairy world will not be in vain.

Junjun put his hands on the pleated skirt, bowed his head,

"How long will Shishu be in retreat?"

"I don't know. When it's time to exit, it's over."

"That's a long journey without a return date..." Jun Jun looked into the distance.

Frequently Asked:

"After we dye the world of Moshan, can we see Uncle Shi?"

"Don't worry, I've arranged everything. However, how long do you think it will take you to dye it all over?"

"I... I don't know either. But Uncle Shi didn't say if he could see you after the dyeing."

Qiao Xun asked with a smile,

"You are cultivating immortals, not me. You are attached to me, but you need to be attached to appearances."

"I don't know what a picture is. I just think that if you are dyed all over the world of Moshan, you should want to share it with your uncle as soon as possible."

"At that time, I will know for myself."

Chang Yan opened his mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say.

silence.

Lan Yuedong tilted her head to look at Qiao Xun,

She frowned,

"It's weird..."

"What's wrong?"

"Why do you want to retreat? I don't think it's time for you to retreat now."

Qiao Xun thinks this is strange, right?

"Why do you think so?"

Blue Moon Winter looks up,

"Retreat. Logically speaking, it should be that you have achieved success in your studies, you are about to break through, or you will usher in a harvest when your soul is blessed... In my opinion, you... don't seem to have it."

Qiao Xun looked at Lan Yuedong seriously.

He tried to see through her, tried to dissect everything about her. But no matter what, you can't use it casually, using the technique of transcendental insight, in his eyes, Lan Yuedong is an ordinary girl. But it is such a person who can actually perceive his state...

"Why do you feel this way?"

"I'm just looking at your eyes. Eyes are the starting point of the soul. The soul is the end point of the eyes." Lan Yuedong's tone was light, carrying some illusory and illusory words, "I have this feeling every time I stare at the stars in the sky. When I saw a certain star in the sky, I thought, that star may have life or soul. Sometimes, I can hear the call from the stars.”

"The stars... are calling you?"

"I can't tell. It's probably just a fantasy under loneliness."

Qiao Xun doesn't think this is just a young girl's fantasy. But for now, nothing more can be explored. He says:

"No wonder you're so confident that you can find gifts that make me happy."

Lan Yuedong groaned,

"Actually not very confident. I feel like you are like a cloud of smoke that may disappear at some point. But well, I don't want to admit that I am incompetent.

"..."

Jun Jun asked blankly:

"Is Uncle unhappy?"

Qiao Xun shook his head,

"I'm fine. Don't worry, Junjun, you practice hard, study hard, and grow up well. I'm looking forward to how you will grow up. Also, take good care of your junior brother."

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

"I will."

As the saying goes,

"She needs me to take care of her."

Jun Jun rarely quarreled with the common words. She stood up and patted her breast,

"Uncle Master, don't worry about retreating! I will take good care of this garden, as well as Uncle Master!"

"Well, I believe you."

Lan Yuedong looked out the door,

"It's a pity... I just met, and I haven't had time to let you get to know me well, and I haven't had time to get to know you well, so I'm going to be the same again."

Joe Tour said,

"Save it. With me or without me, you are all you."

"Don't say that."

Qiao Xun stood up,

"Okay, I'm going to rest. Junjun and Changyan practice for a while, remember to go to bed early, and go to school tomorrow. If you're hungry, I'll ask the kitchen to make you something to eat. As for you Lan Yuedong, I can't care, what do you think? Whatever it is, just don't go to the house and uncover the tiles."

"You think of me as a mother monkey..."

"I won't deny it if you say so."

"hateful!"

Qiao Xun walked away.

Jun Jun looked at his back, and there seemed to be a cluster of flames in his eyes, slowly swaying. Then, she turned her head to look at Lan Yuedong, and asked mysteriously:

"Are you interested in Uncle Shi?"

Lan Yuedong was stunned for a while, not expecting this little guy to think so much. She thought for a moment, then said:

"I'll never fall in love with him."

"But you look at him strangely."

"That's curiosity about the unknown. Mr. Zuo Chuan is a fog, and my reason tells me that I must never fall in love with a foggy man. I don't know if his name is real, I don't even know him. Is it true... Forget it." After talking a lot, Lan Yuedong finally came back to her senses, discussing something wrong with the child, she had to discuss emotional issues...

"you are wrong."

"Where did I go wrong?"

"Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi, it's not a fog. If you don't even understand this, then you, then you..."

"How am I?"

Junjun said with regret:

"Then you can't be my auntie!"

"Your little head thinks too much..."

Lan Yuedong spread out her hands and walked out.

She first went to Qiao Xun's wing, but found that the lights were not on at all. Instead, another guest wing in the distance was lit.

After she passed, she found Qiao Xun here.

"Aren't you going to sleep in your own room?"

"You've slept with you, so I'd better change it. Anyway, there are many rooms in the garden."

Lan Yuedong froze,

"Do you really hate me that much?"

"It's none of your business, it's my fault."

"what is the problem."

Qiao Xun looked at her faintly and did not answer.

A brief fear flashed in Lan Yuedong's heart. She quickly staggered her eyes, took a breath, turned and walked away, saying as she walked:

"Then I'll sleep in your room."

"what ever."

The night wind in September blew in the garden.

It seems that overnight, the time has been brought to late autumn.

The weather suddenly turned cold.

The next morning.

Qiao Xun went out early. In the streets that were not busy yet, his figure seemed ethereal and like a lake.

After arriving at Lan Zhiwei's mansion, without telling him, he went straight through, a few steps, and came to the courtyard outside Lan Zhiwei's wing, sitting on the stone bench in the small pavilion and waiting.

Just in time.

After Lan Zhiwei finished dressing, he went out. In the bright sky, he saw Qiao Xun sitting in the pavilion at a glance.

He was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise:

"Is that Mr. Kokawa?"

"It's me. Sixth Highness, I'll explain a few things."

Hearing this, Lan Zhi frowned slightly and asked:

"But you want to go far?"

"No, just closed."

"Sir, please explain."

"This time I retreat, there is no regular period. Junjun and Changyan, please take care of you. In the future, I hope you can help them a little bit. The two little guys have inherited my skills and will not be a drag on you. Maybe I can help you during the period of your succession. In addition... your sister Lan Yuedong, if possible, I hope you will try your best to help her get the opportunity to move freely, and don't let her be bound by royal etiquette and moral education, she is a special People should also have a special life."

"Yuedong? I heard that Yuedong went to Meiyuanzi yesterday and didn't return overnight. Did you cause trouble to Mr.?"

Qiao Xun shook his head,

"Princess Fourteen has an active and arrogant appearance on the outside, but her inner mind is clear and complex, and she did not cause trouble. According to my observation of her, there may be more expected changes in her. Therefore, I hope that the Sixth Highness will try to protect her as much as possible. She, don't let this special of hers be buried in the palace tomb."

"No matter how much my husband cares about my sister. As a brother, I naturally have to take good care of her."

Qiao Xun nodded,

"Of course, I will not make you pay in vain. Sixth Highness, during my retreat, I will also pay attention to the changes in Tianyun City. And you have two chances to call me for help. Your Highness, I hope you can understand these two opportunities. importance."

"I naturally don't doubt Mr.'s ability, but why twice?"

"It was originally three times. But the banquet in the East Building has already been used once. As for the remaining two, I think it should also be a very critical time. For example, when the weak prince starts, or Say, the last moment."

Lan Zhi's tiny eyes glow,

"Sir is far-sighted."

"there's one more thing."

"Sir clearly."

Qiao Xun looked at him,

"Sixth Highness. Twelve years ago, did you experience anything?"

"Twelve years ago?"

"Um."

Lan Zhiwei frowned and recalled,

"Twelve years ago, in the name of my father, I assisted General Zuo Zhenyuan in northern Xinjiang..."

He thought about it, and suddenly felt a tingling in his head. There seems to be a pair of hands, holding a machete, cutting his flesh.

Qiao Xun comforted softly,

"Think slowly, don't worry."

His words were filled with soothing breath.

Lan Zhiwei gradually relaxed, and silhouettes flashed in his mind,

"I vaguely remember that one day, I led the army to attack from the flank, preparing to encircle with the large army. But suddenly encountered a sandstorm and lost its direction. My team, unable to resist, quickly fell apart. Between the lakes, I saw someone appear in front of me..."

"Do you remember what that person looked like?"

Lan Zhiwei continued to think about it. The more he thought about it, the more exhausted he felt.

"I... can't think of it. Something is trapping me."

Qiao Xun is no longer forced,

"Just come here. Sixth Highness, don't force it."

"Sir, but what lake has painted my mind?"

"It's not the time to know. However, it's not a big problem, you don't have to worry about it for now. When it really affects you, I will help you solve it."

"If you have Mr., you can rest assured."

Qiao Xun nodded, then stood up and disappeared immediately.

Lan Zhiwei paused,

"Sure enough, God is also a man."

This made him even more firm in Haosheng's idea of ​​following Qiao Xun's instructions.

...

"Uncle Shi is probably in seclusion."

The weather turned colder today, Junjun put on a shawl for shelter, stood at the door of Meiyuanzi, and looked at the gray sky.

She got up very early, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't find Shishu, and she didn't answer.

Chang Yan stood beside her,

"Listen to the uncle's words and practice hard."

"Also read well!"

"..."

Lan Yuedong stood on the other side.

All three were waiting for the carriage.

Junjun tilted his head to look at Lan Yuedong,

"Sister Yuedong will come again in the future?"

Lan Yuedong asked,

"Do you want me to come?"

"think."

Junjun is a very upright person, he never hides his innermost thoughts, and he always speaks once and for all.

Lan Yuedong smiled and said,

"Then I'll come. You are studying in the palace~www.novelbuddy.com~ I will also supervise the school when I have time."

"Okay!" Junjun said happily.

"I have good grades since I was a child. So, I am very strict. When the time comes, let those scholars be strict with you two."

It is often said bitterly,

"It's already very strict! Don't be stricter!"

"Not enough. To become a person like Mr. Zuochuan, you have to put in a hundred times the efforts of ordinary people! Do you want to become a person like your uncle?"

As the saying goes out of the mouth,

"think!"

"Then you have to be stricter with yourself."

Junjun tilted his head and asked:

"What kind of person is Uncle Shi?"

Lan Yuedong thought about it,

"Well... In my eyes, he is a very mysterious person, so mysterious that you would think that such a person should hang in the sky instead of standing in front of us."

"Ah?" Jun Jun didn't understand, but he thought it was amazing.

Lan Yuedong smiled and said,

"Don't worry about Junjun, it's just my feeling. For Junjun, Mr. Zuochuan must be a good uncle who cares about you very much."

"That's it!" Jun Jun raised his chin.

The horse kicked, and the sound was crisp.

The carriage that took Junjun and Changyan to school came. Saying goodbye, the two stepped on the carriage and went away.

After the two left, Lan Yuedong's gentle expression gradually subsided, she looked at the gray sky faintly,

"The stars in the sky are calling me... Is the season moving in my heart, is it fear or yearning?"

Not long after, the carriage that came to take her back to the palace arrived.

She took a deep look at this peaceful and pure plum garden and said in a low voice:

"I will come again."

After all, I stepped on the carriage, put my mind away, and went back.

The owner of Meiyuanzi, Qiao Xun, seems to have ceased to exist, and no one can find any trace of him.