At that time only Tao was commonplace

Daoji felt a throbbing pain in his heart, took a deep breath, patted his face, pretended nothing happened,

"Okay! It's time for God to ask my brother to undo the curse on me!"

After Daoji finished talking to himself, he changed into a golden dragon and flew towards the sky.

When Dao Zhao Bin returned to Lingyin Temple, Dao Ji had already rested in the meditation room.In fact, it can't be called a rest, because after he staggered back to Lingyin Temple, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't hold on until he saw Guangliang and the others, and he fell down. It might be more appropriate to say that he was in a coma.

"Master?" Zhao Bin hurried to the meditation room to see him after learning that his master was unconscious again. As soon as he entered the door, he drove away Biqing Bitong, who was taking care of Daoji, and knelt down beside Daoji's bed. , looking deeply at the person lying on the bed.

The person lying down seemed to have heard Zhao Bin's shout, and his mouth murmured slightly, but he was still in a deep sleep.

Zhao Bin showed a doting expression, but his eyes were still cold, as if there were two people.

"You only let me get so close at this kind of time..." Zhao Bin raised his hand and gently stroked Daoji's dry lips with his fingers. , can I still look at you and touch you like this?"

I can't, maybe Ling Chanzi can.

Zhao Bin thought to himself, tears flowed from his eyes, but his pupils were bright red and stern, and there was a mocking and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Two emotions can appear on the same face at the same time.

Zhao Bin also knew that he was not far from the devil.

Zhao Bin smiled bitterly coldly, with contradictory emotions appearing on his face.

If that day comes...

If you found out that I didn't drink the Wangchuan water at all, you might be so angry that you would kill me.

Daoji, you are too much!

I'd rather you kill me than forget you...

Zhao Bin was thinking like this, and the hand touching Daoji's lips became cold and stiff.Zhao Bin paused for a moment, then put his hand

Take it away from Daoji's mouth.

"Master?" Zhao Bin looked at Daoji holding his hand in surprise, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Daoji frowned, as if he was very unsteady, muttering something in his mouth, he grabbed Zhao Bin's hand even harder.

"Don't go..."

Zhao Bin was stunned for a moment, and then the surrounding air suddenly cooled down.

Humph...

Do you really like Ling Chanzi so much that you still remember him in your dreams...

Zhao Bin never expected or dared to hope that Daoji would fall in love with him, he dared not give himself hope, he was afraid, he was afraid that after knowing the truth, he would not be as he thought, would be in pain and despair, so he dared not at all The bet is on Dao Ji.

He has seen Ling Chanzi, who is better than himself...

So much better.

Zhao Bin lowered his eyes, and violently pulled his hand out of Daoji's.

Daoji was pulled hard by him, the feeling in his hand disappeared, and his heart... seemed to be cut by a thousand knives. People say that people will become the most real when they are unconscious, but when Daoji is unconscious At that time, all the dreams in my heart were lost, and a dignified monk of Lingyin Temple sobbed like a child who couldn't get candy.

Dao Ji's face was pale at first, but now he closed his eyes and frowned in pain. Tears kept oozing and falling from the corners of his closed eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

"Ahem..." Maybe he was sobbing so hard that he accidentally choked on his saliva and danced and choked.

Zhao Bin watched from the sidelines, he didn't want to go up and pat his back, but he didn't feel relieved to leave, so he just waited and watched coldly.

"Zhao...Zhao Bin...cough cough...don't..." Zhao Bin couldn't imagine why Daoji coughed so badly, otherwise how could he...

call him by name.

Zhao Bin almost subconsciously held Daoji's hand which was waving wildly in the air, and held it tightly.

Although Dao Ji coughed badly, his eyes still did not open.It's not that he's unconscious, it's just that he's too tired to open his eyes.Daoji felt the familiar temperature return to his hand, he smiled foolishly, hugged the man's hand tightly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

In order for Daoji to sleep more comfortably, Zhao Bin had to half squat and half kneel beside Daoji's bed, his eyes fixed on Daoji's pale face, as if seeing him for the first time...

Was he calling his name just now?

Isn't it... Ling Chanzi?

Zhao Bin gently rubbed Daoji's face with his other hand, he slept so peacefully, so peacefully, not at all as alienated, vigilant, uneasy as in the daytime...

Probably because I was unconscious and in my meditation room, so I let down my guard...

Zhao Bin comforted himself like this, but he still couldn't help feeling a little hope in his heart, hoping that he would be the first person he thought of when he was weak, and the person he wanted to rely on would be himself?

Zhao Bin raised his head and sneered, Zhao Bin, Zhao Bin, don't be stupid, how could he think of you?He should think of Ling Chanzi, his fellow Arhat brothers, but he would never think of him, a disciple who is not only useless, but also rebellious and perverted, who is about to become a demon...

Although Zhao Bin tried hard to convince himself, but he was not willing to take his hand out of his hand again.

once.

Once is fine.

Let him have a dream.

Yeah.

Daoji was in a coma all day, and when he woke up again, there was only one and a half days left before Zhao Bin became a demon.

When Daoji was in a coma, Zhao Bin never left his side.Until Zhao Bin saw Daoji's complexion slowly turning slow, his eyelashes kept shaking slightly, knowing that he was about to wake up, for some reason, Zhao Bin looked at Daoji's hand that he was holding tightly, and felt a little uneasy and hopeful, so he pretended He slept next to Daoji's bed.

As soon as Daoji woke up, he saw Zhao Bin's face magnified beside his bed. He quickly covered the scream that was about to scream, and held his breath, only to realize that he was actually holding Zhao Bin's hand in his hand. So naturally, Daoji, who has always been very thin-skinned about such things, quickly let go of Zhao Bin's hand, turned his red face and took a deep breath.

Zhao Bin, who was lying on the bedside, felt his hand being thrown away by Daoji. All the hope and tension just now turned into icy coldness and bursts of pain. The shy Daoji who was still there didn't see it.

Wake up and see me and throw me away?How can you be disappointed when you see someone who is not the one in your mind...

Daoji calmed down his mood, then pretended to be nonchalant, and slapped Zhao Bin on the back of the head with a fan,

"Get up! Don't sleep!"

Only then did Zhao Bin look up from the bedside pretending to have just woken up.

"Master..." Zhao Bin rubbed his eyes pretending to be confused, "Are you awake?"

The scene just now still remained in Daoji's mind. Seeing Zhao Bin staring at him so directly, he was a little embarrassed. He fake coughed a few times, answered in a rough voice, and turned his head to escape his gaze. .

In Zhao Bin's eyes, Daoji's attitude meant nothing more than that, and he couldn't help but burst into a cold and crazy clamor.

Zhao Bin frowned, and unconsciously grabbed his chest with one hand, trying to suppress the voice.

not yet...

Zhao Bin thought to himself...

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Zhao Bin didn't respond, Daoji turned his head and saw that Zhao Bin's expression was wrong, and asked with concern.

Zhao Bin put down his hand on his chest and replied flatly,

"fine."

"Oh..."

After a while of silence, Daoji finally couldn't help jumping off the bed, and shouted,

"Oh! I've been chatting with you here for a long time, and I almost forgot the serious business!"

Zhao Bin got up and looked at him suspiciously.

"By the way! Monk, how long have I been asleep?" Daoji paced back and forth in the room with his broken sunflower fan, and suddenly thought of something, he turned to Zhao Bin and asked.

"It's been a whole day." Zhao Bin secretly estimated in his heart, it was almost a day.

"What? It's been a whole day!" Daoji was shocked when he heard this, patted his head with a fan, and yelled, "Oops! Monk, I have slept for so long, no no no! Zhao Bin!"

Daoji's sudden yell startled Zhao Bin, "What's wrong?"

"Go, go!" Daoji waved his fan at Zhao Bin, and then walked to the front.

Zhao Bin didn't know what Daoji was up to, so he had to follow behind.

Oops!

As Daoji walked quickly, he couldn't help but secretly anxious.

After being in a coma for so long, did he have been injured so badly?

If he calculated correctly, noon tomorrow would be the day when Zhao Bin became a demon...

Running out of time!

Daoji touched the Wangchuan water bottle in his arms.

In this short day, Daoji must pull Zhao Bin back from the evil way!

Thinking of this, Dao Ji's face became firmer, and the speed on his feet increased.

Looking at Daoji's anxious back from behind, Zhao Bin was a little surprised that something could make him, a master who has always been leisurely, so anxious.

However, the more Zhao Bin walked, the more he felt the surrounding environment became more and more familiar. When he changed his mind, he had already understood it.This consciousness made Zhao Bin's heart complicated. Looking at this familiar scene, ups and downs came to his heart together, and he felt a little sour.

Daoji in front of him suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at Zhao Bin with burning eyes,

"Here, do you have any memory?"

Daoji saw Zhao Bin's flash of emotion at that moment, but he didn't point it out, just looked at him with a smile, just like when they just met.

"I...don't remember..." Zhao Bin himself was a little surprised by the sour voice.

"Really?" Daoji couldn't tell whether his denial of Zhao Bin was more sad, more disappointing, or more distressed, probably all of them.

"Here...is the place where we met for the first time..." Daoji walked to a tree, gently stroked the three holes in the tree, and made a soft voice, as if he was afraid of breaking the tree. first memories.

"Is it..." Zhao Bin looked at the tree and felt a crack appear in his heart that had been so hard to freeze.

please!

I beg you!

don't want...

is torturing me...

"Yes." Daoji turned his head and looked at Zhao Bin with a smile, but tears gradually came to his eyes, "At the beginning...you were standing where you are now, you wanted to shoot Baixue, but you missed me. On this tree. You see, these three holes are the evidence that you and I met at that time..."

How could Zhao Bin forget?

He never forgot that on this day, at this place, on this tree, he encountered the greatest catastrophe in his life...

It was like a traveler who had been traveling in the desert for a long time. He had been thirsty for a long time and finally found a source of water. Even though he knew that the water was poisonous enough to destroy him, he... drank it without hesitation. .

Now that the toxicity has struck, no one will give him an antidote.

He is doomed.

And it will definitely die in the hands of this man in front of him.

But even so, he... still doesn't regret it.

"Then...so what...I forgot...everything...forgot..." Zhao Bin turned around, not wanting Daoji to see him now.Now the time for him to become a demon is getting closer and closer. Whenever he is emotional, the weird black vines will appear on his head, like a vicious curse, cursing him never to be reborn...

"It's okay!" Daoji couldn't see the black vines on Zhao Bin's head, but he still smiled, but no matter how he smiled, he couldn't hide the pain and sadness in his eyes.

"I will take you to find the days and memories we used to have, you will definitely remember them." Daoji approached Zhao Bin step by step, and gently wrapped his arms around Zhao Bin's shoulders, like a friend, like a master-student , and like...

spouse...

Zhao Bin was stiff and motionless, what happened to him?Hadn't he long since hoped it would be so?Why now, he just wants to escape...

He wanted to escape from Daoji's side?No... what Zhao Bin really wanted to escape was himself.

"Zhao Bin..." Dao Ji tightened his arms, his trembling hands betrayed his current smile.

"You come back..."