Disease Name Immortal

The old man once had a younger sister and several younger brothers.

At this moment, he looked at Zhou Yuanruo, as if he saw the younger sister.

Most of their brothers and sisters have died, and only he and one younger brother survived.

"In this world, the more you know, the better it may not be."

The old man's younger sister also knew a lot of things, but she was backfired because she knew too much.

Instead, he and the younger brother who knew the least things survived.

Looking back on the long years, he was always very emotional, how could such a smart person kill himself?

Later, he realized that the ignorant will be arrogant, and the wise may not necessarily be humble.

Therefore, the old man said a lot to Zhou Yuanruo.

Probably looking at this intellectual woman and thinking of the past.

Zhou Yuanruo was actually just intuition.

Intuition is also a kind of understanding.

She was ill and deprived of the ability to communicate with people. Not only was she unable to speak, but she was practical and unable to convey her thoughts.

But the huge loneliness has also paid off. She has an understanding that surpasses that of mortals.

The desire for academics has given her a wisdom that is different from others.

Wisdom is not the same as IQ. This kind of wisdom is a combination of observation, perception, and endurance.

So when Zhou Yuanruo saw the old man for the first time, her powerful intuition made her think of the predestined monk who had long since disappeared in the depths of history.

Only Zhou Yuanruo can do this kind of conjecture.

Others see this old man, remove the layer of mysterious fog, and probably only think of him as an old man picking up garbage outside an orphanage.

But only Zhou Yuanruo, in terms of knowledge reserve and ability, can produce this kind of connection.

Obviously, the old man's words also confirmed something.

"Cross the bridge, you have been delayed for a long time, do you still want to cross the bridge?"

"Everyone engraved on the Jiang Bingshu will cross the bridge?"

"nature."

"You will screen them?"

"nature."

"What if it is screened and found that the other party is unqualified?"

"I'm going to scold this kid for looking at people. Drive him back."

Then disqualify that person from being inscribed forever.

The old man didn't say this, but just showed a kind smile.

Zhou Yuanruo said:

"My ability...isn't it a coincidence?"

"In every era, or every era, there will be one or several wise men. But wise men need to think a lot. You know a lot of things, but how to advance these things and arrange these things, you need to think carefully."

Perhaps Zhou Yuanruo is really special, suffering from a disease that cannot be understood by the world, but is most likely to understand the entire world. So the old man said:

"Some restrictions will be lifted, the connection between your illness and you will be lessened, but it will not weaken you, on the contrary, it will give you more power as you get closer. And the side effects drastically reduced."

"But you need to understand that after the release, you have the freedom to speak, but that doesn't mean you can speak freely."

"Every word you say will push the direction of many things. See all the cause and effect. Help Jiang Bingshu to reach where he should be."

"But if the time is not ripe, don't say things that shouldn't be said to Jiang Bingshu, such as me. For example, the orderly era. In the past, you were forced to be unable to communicate, but in the future, you need to control yourself."

"Let's go, let's go, I've said too much, with your qualifications, you can definitely understand."

Zhou Yuanruo didn't ask any more questions.

In her cognition, engraving is not so complicated.

Obviously, the engraving of the **** disease tree was injected with other things by this old man.

She nodded and passed the old man.

She also didn't know what would happen after stepping on the bridge. Don't understand what an exposure limit is.

The old man was obviously unwilling to say anything more.

However, Zhou Yuanruo knew very well that he had been exposed to incredible history.

She has always had a thirst for historical truth.

It's more interesting than mathematics, because she doesn't think modern science can change the sick city.

Humans don't even know why the disease came, and naturally they have no way of understanding how the disease should go away.

And the power brought by the disease may allow him to interpret many histories that others cannot.

All of this is really just as the old man said, I am the problem, and the **** disease tree is the answer.

Zhou Yuanruo finally stepped on the bridge.

…

…

woke up.

When Zhou Yuanruo opened her eyes, Jiang Bingshu's **** were still pointing at her forehead.

For some reason, the moment he looked at Jiang Bingshu, Zhou Yuanruo always felt that this was a child...

Jiang Bingshu was actually a few years younger than Zhou Yuanruo.

According to experience, Jiang Bingshu was lonely when he was a child, only the old monk and a little girl treated him sincerely.

His whole life was hated.

But Zhou Yuanruo's past few years have been far worse than Jiang Bingshu.

She slowly stroked Jiang Bingshu's face, just like a mother stroked her child.

But then, Zhou Yuanruo realized that this emotion was not right.

Soon, this strange feeling disappeared.

But the natural goodwill towards **** diseased trees has not disappeared.

"you're awake?"

Feeling Zhou Yuanruo's touch, Jiang Bingshu also opened his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Bingshu's heartbeat accelerated a lot.

It's not that I'm a little shy because of being touched by a beautiful woman.

It was because he found that Zhou Yuanruo looked at him so calmly and calmly.

Also, her movements of stroking herself are so natural and smooth.

He felt very tired, and the golden light on his fingertips dimmed and finally disappeared.

He withdrew his hand and stood up slowly. Zhou Yuanruo did the same and stood up slowly.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Bingshu said excitedly:

"It's so effective... Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. It should only be able to control the disease. Could it be that you have..."

Zhou Yuanruo saw that his body was dirty and the room was messy, and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang Bingshu. I need to take a bath now. Clean myself up. Would it be convenient for you to leave for a while?"

What a simple communication this is.

But Jiang Bingshu gave birth to an infinite sense of achievement in his heart!

He was so ecstatic that he almost jumped for joy:

"Great! Good good! I'll be waiting for you outside!"

"By the way, my name is Zhou Yuanruo. The last word is Ruo."

Zhou Yuanruo walked to the bathroom.

Jiang Bingshu exited the room and closed the door.

He was too excited, and his heart was pounding. Because it really saves someone.

Although he also purifies the sick area, the disappearance of the sick area will save many people from danger.

Although he also hunted ghosts and rescued teammates...

But there has never been a moment as full of accomplishment as it is now!

But soon, Jiang Bingshu's heart began to calm down slowly.

"My own consciousness has returned to the scene in the dream. Is this the reaction of ordinary inscriptions?"

"It shouldn't be... If it's a common engraving, then Zhou Yuanruo's condition won't get better so quickly, right?"

"All the sayings so far are that there can only be one kind of disease that incubates the disease. Other diseases cannot incubate the disease, but the disease state is still there."

"And the disease that incubates the disease cannot be cured..."

"So in some cases, disease-derived fluctuations improve people's disease resistance, not because the disease is weakened."

"But Zhou Yuanruo's disease resistance has also improved too fast, right? He was already terminally ill, and after the inscription is over, he can suddenly speak... What kind of speed is this?"

"Ask her to know."

Ginger diseased tree looks forward to it.

However, women are always slower to organize themselves.

In the room, Zhou Yuanruo was taking a shower, washing away the filth on his body little by little.

It's like cleaning up all the rust caused by loneliness over the years.

She knew that the next phase of her life was about to begin.

"Jiang Bingshu, the appearance of this person, and my appearance, are not accidental..."

"I can't see my disease anymore."

"But I know it exists."

Zhou Yuanruo couldn't imagine that when he stepped on the bridge, his consciousness fell into chaos.

When I woke up again, I didn't open my eyes directly.

But still on the huge bridge before.

It's just that I don't know when, I have come to the broken bridge.

Looking at the huge abyss ahead and the endless dense fog in the distance, she felt that there was a person waiting for her on the other side of the bridge.

at last…

Zhou Yuanruo really woke up.

When she really woke up, the disease - gone.

But she could feel the breath of the disease. Maybe the disease is already on the other side of the broken bridge?

What kind of inscription is this?

Zhou Yuanruo always felt that this was like a seal.

A broken bridge is a powerful partition.

Since the disease was sealed on the other side, he could speak and control his body freely.

But correspondingly, the feeling between himself and the disease is much weaker.

"I am the problem, Jiang Bingshu is the answer, maybe he has the secret to unlocking all this."

Recalling the old man's words, the sensitivity to the disease will be reduced, but the ability will not be weakened... Even the closer the distance, the more other powers can be obtained.

This statement made Zhou Yuanruo think of... repairing the bridge.

Since he and the disease were separated at both ends of the bridge.

Then the way to shorten the distance and master other powers is to build bridges.

How should the bridge be repaired?

After about an hour or so, Zhou Yuanruo sorted everything out.

When she walked out the door, she stared at Jiang Bingshu for a moment.

The filthy Zhou Yuanruo was like the Tang persimmon that the sackcloth and linen society was afraid of.

At this time, Zhou Yuanruo was like the other side of Tang Persimmon, with a peerless elegance.

"Come on, let's go downstairs. My house is too dirty."

"OK."

Jiang Bingshu's thoughts on women are limited to the appreciation of beauty.

So he looked at Zhou Yuanruo, generously. Zhou Yuanruo also knew very well what kind of person Jiang Bingshu was.

Her intuition and observation are far above the **** disease tree.

"Thank you, Jiang Bingshu, I know you must have a lot of questions now. And you also know that my illness will lead me to master a lot of knowledge."

"As the one who brought me redemption in the true sense, I will help you. But there is one thing I want you to accept."

Ginger Disease Tree nodded:

"you say."

Zhou Yuanruo smiled and said:

"You can ask me questions, but it's up to me to answer or not. I will provide you with some ideas. But many times, when you are very anxious, I may deliberately keep silent and not question my attitude. Because That means, you haven't reached the time to know the answer to this question."

This is really a very strange request, Jiang Bingshu thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

"You seem to be recruiting some people with strange disease abilities," Zhou Yuanruo said.

"You know this too?" Jiang Bingshu wrote it in order to save Zhou Yuanruo's life.

But if you want to know more about Zhou Yuanruo... in fact, you don't know much.

Pu Lei, Tang Xin, Guan Rui and several people can communicate more or less by themselves.

Have some grasp of the personalities of several people.

But for Zhou Yuanruo, he was completely unsure. There is just an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"My observation is pretty good."

"By the way, won't the people who are close to you lose their minds now?"

"Yes. But it's not valid for you. You can understand that I am the one with your imprint, the one chosen by you."

Zhou Yuanruo continued:

"Now I'm back in control of my body. I can communicate with people, but they have to stay away from me."

"I'm great for all kinds of housekeeping and for getting other people to do what they're supposed to do."

"Jiang Bingshu, I can only stay by your side. If something dangerous happens in the future, my physique may be able to gradually disintegrate the consciousness of those who are close to you."

"Would you consider...hiring me long-term?"

It's going well, right?

Jiang Bingshu subconsciously wanted to nod, but he hesitated again soon.

He always felt that everything about him was seen through by Zhou Yuanruo.

Those beautiful eyes seem to have known everything in the world.

Jiang Bingshu didn't dare to guess how much truth Zhou Yuanruo had guessed.

as well as…

Does Zhou Yuanruo have ulterior motives?

Zhou Yuanruo seemed to see the problem:

"Seeing people's hearts over time, since you have engraved me, don't doubt me, don't doubt people, don't doubt people."

"You have some potential conditions to become a leader, maybe you are in danger?"

In danger?

Jiang Bingshu recalled all kinds of Qin Guanqi in his mind. Could it be that the coach encountered some big trouble?

"But you are not ready to become a coach. You have the configuration of a leader, but the temperament and skills of a leader are not there yet. You may not have much time, and you need my help."

Zhou Yuanruo was very sincere.

Jiang Bingshu thought about it, if Zhou Yuanruo didn't follow him...

Then Zhou Yuanruo's ability is used by the four major groups, isn't that more terrible?

Whether Zhou Yuanruo has his own mind, he is not sure. Judging from the advantages and disadvantages, Zhou Yuanruo is the most cost-effective to follow him.

"Okay, in the future, please give me more advice."

What kind of chess position should be arranged for Zhou Yuanruo?

The moment Jiang Bingshu thought of this question, UU reading www.uukanshu.com actually already had the answer in his heart.

Make plans, make overall arrangements, and must be by your side and have the ability to protect yourself...

This is a taxi that may be comparable to Sister Persimmon...

Of course, the relationship between him and Zhou Yuanruo is absolutely impossible to be as close as the coach and Sister Persimmon.

Zhou Yuanruo knew that Jiang Bingshu had already made up his mind:

"Next, do you want to recruit a few other people? There are a lot of people worth recruiting in this disease incubator, and they should be more reassuring than me."

"After the engraving, it seems that your physical strength is still left. Next, who are you going to engrave?"

7017k