One person: Second-hand summer grass helps me practice

Two o'clock in the morning.

A moment of total silence.

Lingyin Temple was surprisingly quiet, but after everything that happened that night, no one was destined to fall asleep tonight.

Bao Wen, who was in a coma, frowned slightly, and the next moment he opened his copper bell-like eyes.

Looking at everything familiar in the room, he was slightly stunned, and then the scenes of the evening immediately flashed through his mind.

The memories of falling into anger also emerged.

He couldn't help but panic and looked around, only to find that his junior brother's bed was empty!

My little junior brother, who has always been lazy and cunning, is not sleeping at this moment. Could something really have happened?

Seriously injured? Or...

Instantly, Bao Wen felt a dense pain in his heart. He turned over and tried to get out of bed, but his feet went weak and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

Bao Wen supported himself on Qin Shiyue's bed and managed to straighten up. His eyes turned red and tears fell uncontrollably.

Snapped!

A crisp sound echoed throughout the room. Bao Wen slapped himself hard. He originally had no strength, but now he burst out with extraordinary strength. His cheeks swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the corners of his mouth were cracked, and blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

"I really deserve to die!!! Junior brother, I am the one who let you down!!!"

Bao Wen, a 1.9-meter-tall man, was crying like a child at the moment, with big tears falling like a faucet that had been opened.

The last time he cried like this was when Master Jiekong’s cultivation was abolished.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the dim room, and the sound of the mobile phone camera clicking was particularly clear.

Bao Wen was stunned, then raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

As a result, he saw Qin Shiyue holding half a roast chicken in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, looking at him with a smirk on her face.

"Brother, what have you done to me that you feel sorry for? Tell me."

Qin Shiyue smiled so brightly that even the flesh between her teeth was clearly visible.

"Junior brother, you, you, you...are you okay?"

Bao Wen looked at Qin Shiyue in a daze and asked in disbelief.

He knew how dangerous the situation was at that time. At the critical moment, Qin Shiyue pushed him away and blocked most of the impact on herself.

Even if his junior fellow apprentice brother's Golden Bell Cover cultivation was extremely high, it would be difficult for him to protect himself in that situation.

Not to mention the attacks from the two uncles.

"Brother, can you please have some conscience? I finally cured you, and now you really want me to get hurt? I'm so heartbroken."

Qin Shiyue put away her phone, looking heartbroken, and even put two drops of eye drops in front of Bao Wen. Her eyes, which were originally full of smirks, instantly became tearful.

Familiar recipe, familiar taste, and that familiar exaggerated performance.

The corners of Bao Wen's mouth twitched involuntarily, and the guilt in his heart was immediately replaced by helplessness.

"Junior brother, can you please respect me? Next time when you use eye drops to pretend to cry, can you please not use them in front of me? Your senior brother is a little silly, but he is not really stupid."

Bao Wen spoke with a speechless expression.

"Ahaha, that was a bit too much. Well, I'll be more careful next time."

Qin Shiyue touched his eyes, wiped off the eye drops, smiled, sat down beside the bed and asked with concern: "Brother, how do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Bao Wen shook his head when he heard this: "No, it's just that my hands and feet are a little weak and I can't use my strength. There's nothing else that's uncomfortable."

"By the way, Junior Brother, you said you saved me, what happened? The moment we separated, I fainted, are you really okay? Where is the Great Rejuvenation Pill, Master? I know where it is... How about we take two pills?"

Bao Wen hesitated for a moment when he spoke the latter part, but soon became firm.

In order to protect himself, my junior brother must have survived a life-and-death situation. Although he seems fine on the surface, he might have suffered some internal injuries.

Although stealing is against the precepts and violates his principles, for the sake of his fellow apprentice's health, the precepts are not so important.

At worst, he would take the punishment for his junior fellow apprentice! Whether it was going to Siguo Cliff to face the wall or being beaten with a stick! He would accept it!

"Da Huan Dan? Forget it. The little stock of Master is all here with me."

Qin Shiyue smiled and took out the porcelain bottle containing the Dahuan Dan and shook it in front of Bao Wen.

"Then eat quickly, don't be reluctant, your health is the most important thing."

When Bao Wen saw the porcelain bottle of Dahuan Dan, his eyes immediately lit up and he quickly urged.

Looking at Bao Wen's obvious concern, Qin Shiyue felt a warm feeling in her heart.

He also gave up the idea of teasing him and told him a slightly exaggerated account of what happened after he fell unconscious.

Qin Shiyue was not at all polite or euphemistic when it came to her own contribution and directly took the credit for it.

Although Lei Feng's spirit is good, Qin Shiyue's vision is not that broad. He has not been a big shot in his two lives. He may not necessarily repay favors, but what belongs to him is his.

Listening to Qin Shiyue's story, Bao Wen's fists became stiff. Of course, his target was definitely not Qin Shiyue, he was just mad at those two unknown uncle-masters.

"Two old bastards! This matter is not over yet!"

Bao Wen's fists were clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds, and a hint of hostility flashed across the depths of his eyes.

Qin Shiyue was shocked when she saw this. Bao Wen even swore, which showed how unstable his mental state was at the moment.

Fearing that Bao Wen would fall into anger, Qin Shiyue quickly held his arm and chanted in a low voice: "If your heart is as clear as ice, you will not be startled by the collapse of the sky. Even if there are changes, you will remain calm. You will be happy and peaceful. You will not be stained by dust or worldly things..."

As he chanted the Bing Xin Jue, Bao Wen's condition gradually calmed down, and his slightly red eyes became clear.

"Brother, what kind of meditation mantra is this?"

Feeling the peace in his heart, Bao Wen asked in disbelief.

Because of his anger, he usually recited the meditation mantra, which was effective and usually worked well. However, once the shock he received in a short period of time was too great, the effect of the meditation mantra was no longer sufficient.

"When I was strolling in the Sutra Library, I accidentally found a rare copy of an ancient book. I found the spell on it quite interesting, so I memorized it. I didn't expect it to work so well."

Qin Shiyue talked nonsense in a serious manner.

Fortunately, Bao Wen was simple-minded and had no doubts about him, so he immediately accepted Qin Shiyue's statement.

Seeing Bao Wen's look of realization, Qin Shiyue immediately laughed.

My senior brother has always been like this. He has no defenses against him at all and believes whatever he says.

"Junior brother, can you teach me this spell? You also know my situation, I..."

Bao Wen scratched his bald head, looking indescribably uncomfortable.

People like him are most afraid of owing others, not to mention that he already owes his junior brother a life. Asking for help and asking for other people's skills is really too much.

But his situation is getting worse and worse. If one day he loses control and hurts his master, he will die with regrets.

Seeing his senior brother like this, Qin Shiyue waved his hands and said, "We are brothers, why should we be polite? This formula is called Bing Xin Jue. I will write it down for you. You can recite it when you have nothing to do. It will be good for your condition."

As he spoke, Qin Shiyue took out a pen and paper from the bedside and quickly wrote down the Bing Xin Jue in his mind.

The Bing Xin Jue didn't have many words, and it was written on a single page. The Bing Xin Jue was a reward from the system when Qin Shiyue broke his vow a week ago, and he wanted to find an opportunity to give it to Bao Wen so that Bao Wen could practice it.

"Junior brother, I really don't know how to thank you."

Looking at the thin piece of paper in his hand, Bao Wen was deeply moved.

"Alright, Brother, it's getting late. Go get some rest. You'll have to go to class in a few hours. If you rest well in the next two days, you'll be able to fully recover in less than two days."

Qin Shiyue waved his hand and sat on the bed, gnawing on the roast chicken he had just found. He couldn't stand this kind of sentimental moment.

Especially being aroused by a burly man over 1.9 meters tall, that feeling always feels weird.

Bao Wen looked at the roast chicken in Qin Shiyue's hand, pursed his lips, but ultimately said nothing.

He lowered his head and silently looked at the Bing Xin Jue, while constantly admonishing himself in his heart that his junior brother was already like this, there was no need for him to interfere too much, and he should just let the master teach him when the time comes.

Besides, wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha sits in the heart. What if my junior brother has understood the true meaning of Zen Master Dao Ji?

I don’t know if it was the effect of the Bing Xin Jue or the effect of self-persuasion.

In short, when Bao Wen saw Qin Shiyue eating roast chicken again, he didn't feel as uncomfortable as before, and he liked her much more.

I was even a little curious and wanted to try what the delicious roast chicken that my junior brother ate tasted like.

Bao Wen was shocked by his own thoughts and quickly recited the Bing Xin Jue to calm himself down.