Taoist

The finished decoction is as clear as amber in color, and it does not have the usual bitter taste, but has a little herbal fragrance.

Taking a small white porcelain bowl to fill it up, Yun Mo carried it to the courtyard.

Ling Yuan disliked the dullness of the house, and insisted on coming out to get some air.

Fortunately, the weather is neither too hot nor too cold, so Yun Mo brought a deck chair and let Ling Yuan sit in the courtyard and bask in the sun.

"Fell asleep?"

Just as Yun Mo was about to put down the medicine bowl, he saw Ling Yuan open his eyes lazily.

The golden sun shone on Ling Yuan's face, Ling Yuan squinted his eyes, rarely showing a somewhat lazy and casual expression, and his voice was soft like a flower that just bloomed on a branch.

"No, I just closed my eyes and squinted for a while."

As he spoke, he glanced and saw the medicine bowl in Yun Mo's hand that hadn't been put down yet.

"give it to me."

The decoction that had just been poured out was still a little hot, Lingyuan stirred it slowly with a spoon, waiting for it to cool down.

Although Ling Yuan could feel that his body was slowly recovering these days, he was always a little downcast and looked a little lazy.

Yun Mo wanted to take the bowl, "Let me do it."

Ling Yuan raised his hand to block it, "It's okay."

After being rejected, Yun Mo didn't make a sound, and just quietly accompanied him by Ling Yuan's side.

Ling Yuan looked at Yun Mo, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What is your cultivation level now?"

After merging with Jiuyang Yanhuo, Yun Mo's cultivation will definitely improve, but he doesn't know to what extent it will be improved this time.

Speaking of this, Yun Mo's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he said to Ling Yuan as if asking for credit: "The fusion period! Brother Lingyuan, I am now a monk in the fusion period!"

After discovering that his cultivation had suddenly increased so much, Yun Mo was also very surprised at first, but he soon realized that this should be the change brought about by the strange fire entering his body.

In any case, Yun Mo was very happy that his cultivation base had improved so much all of a sudden.

In this way, he finally doesn't have to be treated as a child by Ling Yuan all the time, and he can also be the one who shelters from the wind and rain.

"Fitness——" In the previous life, it was also the fusion period, and Ling Yuan stopped stirring the soup bowl with the spoon in his hand, as if he was lost in thought.

Seeing Yun Mo, he wondered, "What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

Lingyuan raised his eyes, and when he joined together, he would be crossing the catastrophe, and once the period of crossing the catastrophe came, the catastrophe of ascension would come at any time.

Among the existing records, there are not a few monks who fell and ascended, and there are many talented geniuses among them.This is also the reason why many monks will deliberately suppress their own cultivation after reaching the fusion period, and no longer work hard to improve their cultivation as before.

After all, taking that step forward means life and death are unknown.

The two fusions of Yunmo and Jiuyang Yanhuo both put his cultivation at the fusion stage, which undoubtedly gave him a big buffer time.

Ling Yuan asked warmly, "Then do you feel any discomfort?"

Yun Mo thought for a while, "There seems to be nothing uncomfortable, and I don't feel anything unusual. I feel more energetic than before, and my body seems to have inexhaustible spiritual power."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the bowl of soup in Lingyuan's hand, "I'm fine, you should drink the medicine first, or it will be cold."

After the decoction was drank up, Ling Yuan frowned slightly.

Yun Mo nervously handed over another candied fruit, "Is it bitter?"

Looking at this candied fruit, Lingyuan couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm not a child anymore..."

It's just that he still took the candied fruit, "In fact, it doesn't taste much bitter."

Even though he said so, Ling Yuan still put the candied fruit into his mouth, the sweet taste instantly filled his whole mouth, but it was not greasy, instead he felt articulate and had a lingering fragrance on his cheeks.

The brows that were originally slightly furrowed unconsciously relaxed.

Yun Mo looked at Ling Yuan with a smile on his face, "I bought a lot of candied fruit, and I'll bring them to you later."

Seeing that Ling Yuan likes it, Yun Mo's heart is also sweet, and he just wishes to bring all good things to Ling Yuan.

Yun Mo was lying on the edge of the recliner where Lingyuan was sitting, with his head slightly raised, but there was no tail waving behind him.

Although he grew into an adult all of a sudden, when Yun Mo was in front of Lingyuan, he seemed to be the same as before.

"Brother Lingyuan, I like you so much."

After eating the candied fruit, Ling Yuan was drinking tea, when he heard Yun Mo's words, he choked and couldn't help coughing.

Yun Mo's expression changed, and he patted Ling Yuan's back in a panic, feeling very wronged in his heart, didn't he just say something?As for the reaction so much?

"Brother Lingyuan doesn't like Yunmo?"

Lingyuan calmed down and finally stopped coughing.Hearing that Yun Mo was still asking questions, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

He sighed, "No." No dislike.

It's just that he has seen too many things in his previous life, and he still can't abandon everything without any worries.

Yun Mo didn't know what Ling Yuan was thinking, nor did he know why Ling Yuan always avoided his question.

He stretched out his hand to hold Ling Yuan's shoulder, the body under the clothes was extremely thin, Yun Mo unconsciously relaxed his strength a little.

"If not, why doesn't brother Lingyuan dare to look at me?"

Yun Mo stared at Ling Yuan closely, not wanting to miss any expression change on his face.

When he heard Yun Mo's words, the expression in Ling Yuan's eyes visibly fluctuated violently, but soon returned to calm.

When Ling Yuan turned his head to look at Yun Mo, all unnecessary emotions had been suppressed in his eyes, "Yun Mo, don't be willful."

Yun Mo's eyes suddenly turned red, "Is it related to your dream again?! Is it?!"

"That's why you reject me time and time again, and that's why you avoid me on purpose. Brother Lingyuan, what are you afraid of? What are you worrying about?"

Yun Mo couldn't figure it out.

Ling Yuan moved his fingers, as if he wanted to stretch out, but finally held back.

What are you afraid of?What are you worried about?

Apart from the person who was by Yun Mo's side, there is actually another concern, right?

What happened in this life, piece by piece, seems to be very different from the previous life, but the results are almost the same.It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands behind them manipulating everything.

So if this is really the case, will the self who should have died early in the previous life still be unable to escape his original fate in the end?

The long eyelashes cast a small shadow under Ling Yuan's eyes, and at the same time covered the indescribable desolation and loneliness in his eyes.

Call him timid or cowardly.

Ling Yuan didn't dare to gamble on this possibility.

And in Yun Mo's eyes, Ling Yuan's silence right now was like a nail piercing his heart hard.

He originally thought that Ling Yuan would definitely be able to accept him.

It's just that he was wrong.

Yes, it must be because of the so-called "dream" again.

The fine and dense pain spread from the bottom of my heart, with a strong bitterness that could not be melted away.

"Ling Yuan."

"We were supposed to be Taoist companions."

"We were supposed to be the closest people in the world."

Yun Mo's emotions also calmed down at this time, his voice was very soft, as if it was just circling between his lips and teeth, and then dissipated in the wind along with the breath he exhaled.

He looked at Lingyuan, although he felt as if he was suffocating, but he couldn't help liking it.

How can you not like it?

Since I was a child, I have only liked this person.

No matter what, I'll still like it.

As the sun gradually set in the west, Yun Mo stood up with a smile on his face.

It could be seen that he tried his best to act as if nothing had happened, but the smile still unavoidably brought out a bit of bitterness.

"It's getting late, shall I take you back to your room?"

Lingyuan replied softly, "Okay."

The western sky was dyed a beautiful rose red by the setting sun, as magnificent as the most beautiful brocade in the world.

The afterglow coated the trees in the mountains with a layer of gold.

Yun Mo pushed the mausoleum into the house, and the elongated backs of the two fell on the bluestone slab in the courtyard, overlapping each other, as expected, they were as intimate as expected.

Flocks of flying birds also returned to the forest, and the faint chirping of insects began to sound between the green grass and stream stones.

In the crystal clear water, no fish can be seen.

These creatures are all chaotic and uninspired.

But also free and unrestrained.

Compared with monks, their lives are like morning dew, fleeting.

I don't know either joy or sorrow, I am confused about life and I am confused about death.

It seems that I came to this world just to see this world and add a little anger.

The fruit on the peach tree seemed to be bigger than before, and it was hidden behind the green and long leaves, for fear of being discovered.

A wisp of cooking smoke slowly floated up from the roof, instantly adding a bit of life to the forest.

Although logically speaking, both Lingyuan and Yunmo could eat without food, but Yunmo's eating habit still hasn't changed for a while.

Yun Mo, who had been only a helper in the kitchen before, was able to cook a decent meal during this period of time, and I don’t know where he got a recipe book, and practiced according to it every day. , Change the pattern to make delicious food.

He and Lingyuan have lived together since they were young. Although Lingyuan has been taking care of him before, Yunmo also knows some of Lingyuan's preferences.

For example, the taste of vegetables is a bit lighter, I like to eat fruits that are overripe without a trace of sour taste, I like to drink sweet apricot pulp, and the five-vegetable soup that can freshen my tongue...

In fact, to be honest, Ling Yuan is not picky about food, and he would not show any bias when eating together. If Yun Mo hadn't spent too much time with him, he would not have discovered these preferences of Ling Yuan.

The aroma of food began to waft in the courtyard, and came to the nose of the mausoleum through the half-opened window.

Ling Yuan knew that this was Yun Mo who was cooking again.

He leaned his head back on the chair, feeling dull in his heart, but also couldn't help giving birth to some secret joy that he hadn't even noticed.

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