Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

A few white clouds floated in the blue sky, and the sky was clear and the air was clear. In this world without a sun, everything was so comfortable.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar sky again. A glimmer of clarity flashed through Lu Xiaoqian's eyes, and he just lay there quietly, enjoying a moment of peace.

"...Little...Brother Xiao Qian, you are awake!"

The sound was so close that Lu Xiaoqian was just about to sleep in a comfortable environment, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was stunned when he heard the sound, turned over and sat up, and turned his head.

"...are you...a silly...a silly girl?"

A gentle and gentle voice and a bright smile, looking at this familiar face, Lu Xiaoqian's heart trembled.

"...You are...silly girl..."

Next to Lu Xiaoqian, a long-haired girl in a bright red leather jacket nodded with a smile, moved her curled legs forward, holding Xiaoqian and piling on her legs.

"...Brother Xiao Qian, of course he is a silly girl. The silly girl is here to accompany you..."

Hearing the words of the silly girl, he looked at the silly girl's face in front of him, breathing the fragrance emitted by the grass, which made him feel drunk.

"…Silly girl…”

"Hey!"

"Silly girl!"

"Hey!"

"Silly girl!"

“Hey…”

"...Silly girl...I'm fine...I just want to call your name..."

"Hey...it's okay, Brother Xiao Qian, the silly girl also likes to agree..."

"Really...really..."

"... Of course it's true. The silly girl will never lie to Brother Xiao Qian!"

“…forever…so good…”

Lu Xiaoqian shouted the name of Silly Niu without getting tired of it, and Silly Niu agreed without getting tired of it. One of them called and the other responded, and gradually, he fell into this comfortable grassland...

It's so good...

...

Deep in the Great Xing'an Mountains, beside a bottomless pit, Xiaoyu hugged her hands with her chest, leaned against a sudden tree trunk, and stood there quietly.

On the trunk, the Bull Demon King was hung in the air in a shameful posture. Below the Bull Demon King, Zhu Bajie's eyes were closed and he lay on the ground, as if he had fainted and had not yet woken up.

Not far from one person and two demons, He Lan and Xiao Chuchu were wearing thick blankets, sitting around a burning bonfire in the air, holding a cup of hot water in their hands, one with a desolate expression and the other with a confused expression.

"...Sister He... do you have any plans!"

"Plan? What are you planning?"

He Lan asked confusedly, but from her engrossed eyes, she could tell that she didn't listen to Xiao Chuchu's questions at all.

“…just…just plan…”

Xiao Chuchu opened her mouth, not knowing how to describe her complex and unspeakable emotions. She sighed dejectedly and explained indiscriminately.

On the side, He Lan looked up at Xiao Chuchu, then lowered her head again, and she didn't know how to answer this question.

By the bonfire, the atmosphere fell into silence again.

“…He can save…”

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiao Chuchu suddenly said something without any end, but He Lan, who was sitting beside her, understood...

"... Maybe...he has his reasons..."

“…Reason…What’s the reason? The emotions of the silly girl?

...But why is it Xiao Qian..."

He Lan was silent again, and she couldn't answer this question. It was not until this time that she realized that perhaps Wang Xuebin was right.

‘…As you deepen your understanding of me, you will find that I am not necessarily a person worth entrusting my life…

...Life is too long...it can't be completed with a passion and impulse...'

He Lan once firmly believed that she could spend her whole life with him, but now she is shaken...

She suddenly realized that it seemed that she had never tried to understand Wang Xuebin...

In her impression, Wang Xuebin was so perfect since he appeared, and she was extremely obsessed with it...

But, is that perfect or terrible... Is she really capable of distinguishing...

‘Sau~’

An indescribable voice came, and Wang Xuebin and a yellow-haired young man suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of several people. In an instant, He Lan and Xiao Chuchu couldn't help but raise their hearts.

"...Xiaoyu, let's start!"

Next to the trunk, I saw Wang Xuebin's arrival, heard his words, and looked at the yellow eyebrows with a calm expression, frowned slightly, and said softly:

"...This person seems to have a grudge against Lu Xiaoqian!"

Hearing Xiaoyu's words, Huang Mei was suddenly stunned, then she showed a guilty look, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

On the side, Wang Xuebin, who also heard Xiaoyu's words, raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at Xiaoyu beside him, shook his head and smiled slightly.

"...Let's leave their grudges to Xiao Qian to resolve them yourself. When he wakes up..."

"What?"

Before Wang Xuebin finished speaking, Xiao Chuchu, who had been eavesdropping on Wang Xuebin and Xiaoyu's words, stood up in shock.

"...What did you say? When Xiao Qian wakes up?"

The sharp and harsh voice was no less than the hysteria just now. Xiao Chuchu rushed to Wang Xuebin in two steps, staring at him with his eyes curled up, and asked tremblingly:

"...Little...Little Qian...He is not dead yet...is he?"

...

“…I’m not dead yet, are you?”

The gentle wind, the grass, the knee pillow, leisurely and leisurely. If this is a dream, Lu Xiaoqian really hopes that he will never wake up.

But he knew that this was not a dream...

In the outside world, there are still people waiting for him, and there are still responsibilities that he needs to take on. It is already a luxury to be able to be willful for such a short time...

What should come, I can't escape...

"...That's right, Brother Xiao Qian, you are not dead..."

"...It's because of Wang Xuebin..."

The strong wind gradually rose, the grassland was whistling, and the wind and clouds in the sky were changing. Lu Xiaoqian said this name lightly, but it was obvious that his heart was far less peaceful than he showed.

The silly girl looked at the calm Lu Xiaoqian, hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, raised her hand and projected two sides appeared in front of the two of them.

Different pictures are played on the projection of the two sides, but the only protagonist of the picture is Wang Xuebin.

One scene is where Wang Xuebin is slowly paced along the edge of the bottomless pit.

In the pit, a place not deep from the surface was gradually formed with his movements, and the deep pit was blocked.

In another picture, when You Huwei's stick was about to hit his head, a white light burst out from Wang Xuebin's right sword pointing and shot straight into his eyebrows.

It was precisely the protection of this mysterious light that he could smash the stick as thick as his forearm with his head, and remain awake after being hit by a stick, and killing You with all his efforts...

Seeing everything that had happened, Lu Xiaoqian was silent, lying silently in the silly girl's arms, and did not speak for a long time.

On the side, the silly girl embroidered her hand, and the picture turned into a code with a crystal light, scattered in the endless grassland. Her slender and white hands gently stroked Lu Xiaoqian's unconscious frown, and asked softly:

"...Brother Xiao Qian...is he... a bad guy?"

Hearing the silly girl’s question, Lu Xiaoqian hesitated slightly, then slowly shook his head.

Seeing this scene, the silly girl raised her eyebrows gently, smelled Lu Xiaoqian's breath, and asked again:

"...then he is a good person, right?"

Lu Xiaoqian shook his head again, raised his hand and grabbed the silly girl's hand, moved it away from the middle of his eyebrows, sighed and got up.

“…He is neither a good person nor a bad person…He is just a retrograde in the turbulent trend…

Going against the current, never giving up until you achieve your goal... I'm afraid I will never be as good as him..."

"Brother Xiao Qian..."

The silly girl looked at Lu Xiaoqian worriedly, feeling her sight, and Lu Xiaoqian just shook her head...

"...I'm fine...it's just...I owe him...I don't know if I can pay it back..."

Hearing Lu Xiaoqian's words, the silly girl also stood up, cutely patted the grass clippings that did not exist on her butt, jumped to Lu Xiaoqian, grabbed his hand, and said firmly:

"...It doesn't matter. Silly girl and Brother Xiao Qian can always pay it back together!"

After looking at the silly girl who was caring to her, Lu Xiaoqian smiled happily.

"...Yes, let's pay it back together... we can always pay it back!"