The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Who is he?

It's Lin Shu.

Yingying couldn't speak, so Lin Shu didn't speak, but wrote the word "Lin Shu" on her palm.

He thought that Yingying would know who he was.

But Yingying didn't express anything special, but smiled at him.

On the delicate little face, the eyebrows and eyes are curved, and there seems to be a pool of beautiful clear water in the eyes.

Yingying wrote on his hand: "Brother Lin Shu."

Is it brother?

Lin Shu looked at Yingying's silhouette.

If he remembers correctly, once Guozi came to speak ill of Xiao Shao, saying that Xiao Shao wanted it to bear another fruit.

Guozi also said at the beginning that Xiao Shao was bad, and in order to piss off Xiao Shao, it wanted to absorb more of Lin Shu's aura, so that the future fruit would only look like Lin Shu and not like him.

So now... is that fruit bearing?

Is it worthwhile to use it for my colleagues?

But... Yingying didn't recognize him.

I don't know the name Lin Shu either.

She just called out "Brother Lin Shu" as if she had met a stranger.

But she, strictly speaking, is Lin Shu's daughter.

Lin Shu thought, perhaps in the past three years, Xiao Shao had never mentioned the name "Lin Shu", so Yingying didn't know that such a person existed.

Just as she was thinking, Yingying stretched out her arms towards him.

Lin Shu is familiar with this action.

At the beginning, Guozi liked to be hugged like this.

He bent down and hugged Yingying.

She has a small and soft body, and the red clothes she wears are the kind of fabric Ling Fengxiao often uses. There is no smell in the dream, but Lin Shu seems to smell the faint milk fragrance from her nose.

After being picked up, Yingying's eyes were full of smiles, and she hugged Lin Shu's neck tightly.

The ends of her hair brushed Lin Shu's shoulders, like a cat's paw gently scratching.

Lin Shu wrote on her hand: "Why can't you speak?"

Yingying replied to him: "Natural."

born?

Is there something wrong with the fruit that bears fruit, or is there something wrong with the knife?

When it came to the problem of not being able to speak, Yingying seemed a little depressed, and nestled into his arms sullenly.

Lin Shu wrote on the palm of her hand: "You can't do this to strangers."

Yingying wrote: "I know."

Then he paused and continued writing: "But I want you to hug me."

Lin Shu looked into her eyes.

Beautiful, jet-black pupils, clear and bright, full of unconditional trust and dependence.

Like fruit, Yingying is formed by the aggregation of aura between heaven and earth, and has an unusually keen perception of many things.

At this moment, Yingying wanted to be hugged by him, perhaps because she felt some familiar aura.

Take Ruozi for example, she likes to rely on him or Xiao Shao when she has nothing to do.

After hugging for a while, Yingying wrote: "Let's go play by the water."

Lin Shu wrote: "OK."

The martial arts arena is not simply a place made up of rings. The rings are dotted all over a large lake. Although few people come to the lake, there are many beautiful scenery and many small buildings.He vaguely remembered that he and Ling Fengxiao would occasionally walk by the lake.

He led Yingying along the water's edge, curiously watching the egrets in the shallows, or picking a reed or two.

The red figure flew around like a small butterfly.

Tired of playing, I found a trestle, sat down by the trestle, and quietly nestled into his arms.

Lin Shu asked her, "Don't you sleep?"

Although it was daytime in the dream, it was already late outside.

Yingying wrote: "There is no one in the room, so I can't sleep."

Lin Shu wrote: "Alone?"

Yingying replied: "There are also cats."

Lin Shu: "Have you lived alone all the time?"

Yingying: "No."

Then write: "Sometimes everything is there, sometimes..."

At this point, she paused, as if she was thinking about her words, and finally wrote: "Sometimes Daddy will accompany me."

Lin Shu thought to himself, it was fortunate that he was the one asking, if it were someone else, Yingying might have sold the fact that her father was a man.

However, if it was someone else, she might not let her guard down so easily.

He wrote: "Where is Wuque?"

Yingying wrote: "Run away from home."

Lin Shu: "..."

He asked Yingying: "How long has it been?"

Yingying wrote: "Wu Que often runs away from home, and will come back in two or three days."

Fine.

Lin Shu thought, often running away from home-is this a psychological barrier that children from single-parent families will have?

But on second thought, isn't he himself the one who created the single-parent family?

He felt a little bit wronged, and didn't ask any more, but asked: "Where's your father?"

Yingying replied: "I haven't come back yet."

...Lin Shu: "What did you go to do?"

Yingying: "He just left, he's very busy."

Lin Shu didn't know what to say.

After a long time, slowly wrote in Yingying's palm: "Is he in good health?"

Yingying wrote: "It's okay."

However, the little girl's chatterbox opened.

She continued: "But he often doesn't sleep."

Then he wrote the main point: "There were a lot of shooting stars just now, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he was fine after coughing."

Then wrote: "I often go out to drink with people."

And: "I didn't eat well either."

Continued: "Many people are afraid of him."

Continued: "He is very fierce sometimes."

Still going on: "He went to guard the border last year, and he said that it was very cold there."

The lengthy accusation is almost comparable to Xiao Lingyang's brilliant masterpiece "Pain Chen Lingfengxiao Twelve Evil Pleadings".

Yingying wrote the last sentence: "He is not happy."

Lin Shu didn't say anything, but gently hugged Yingying tightly.

He came to the dreamland to look for Xiao Shao this time, but because of the ominous vision of "Suzaku Chihui", he wanted to ask Xiao Shao if he was okay.

According to Yingying's answer, it's okay, but it's not good either.

The matter of coughing up blood is obviously related to the star vision.

He was silent for a long time, and wrote in Yingying's palm: "Persuade him."

After writing, I was a little bit at a loss.

Yingying is still young, she can't even speak, so what can she persuade?

Then wrote: "If you cough up blood again, tell me."

Yingying nodded, and continued to watch the egret in his arms.

Counting the time, Lin Shu felt that it was really late at night, and wrote in Yingying's palm: "It's time to sleep."

Yingying pursed her lips, nodded, and wrote: "Will you come tomorrow?"

Lin Shu originally wanted to be speechless, but meeting those beautiful eyes, he nodded mysteriously.

Yingying smiled happily and wrote on his palm: "Then I will wait for you tomorrow."

After writing this sentence, I wrote: "Daddy won't let me play with boys, and I won't tell him."

Lin Shu patted her head, sent her off the assembly line, and then controlled his divine sense to leave the dream.

Standing by the window, looking at the night sky outside, he thought about Yingying's words.

He is not happy.

He was still not happy with Yingying, whom he wanted the most.

He didn't know what he was thinking, so he stood there all night and returned at dawn.

In the early morning of the next day, after a little tidying up, I went down the mountain to the south, took the Tianchi Ridge, and headed for Dalongting.

Accompanying him were Elder He, Elder Song, Lingsu and Qinglu.

Qing Lu practiced sword very hard.

But his aptitude is really poor, and his comprehension is not good. This may be one of the reasons why the elders were reluctant to take him back then.

Lin Shu asked him to memorize the sword manual first, and after he was familiar with it, he began to practice basic sword moves, swinging the sword [-] times a day.

Thirty thousand times, this number is really huge, even Ling Su was a little frightened.

Qing Lu asked him: "Master, do you all practice like this?"

In order to maintain this apprentice's self-esteem, Lin Shu didn't say it was because of your poor qualifications, but nodded: "Yes."

Qing Lu: "Okay, I'll go to practice now."

After he left, Lingsu asked tentatively: "He only learns swords, is it a little too much?"

Lin Shu: "No problem."

When he was a child, his old man asked him to do so, saying that [-] times is the Jiange's rule and the foundation of the foundation.

Thirty thousand times, a lot, he suffered a lot because of this.

But looking at Jiange now, everyone swung their swords ten thousand times, not thirty thousand times - he was actually beaten by the old man.

The author has something to say: After "I sold myself", Lin Shu achieved the achievement "I cheated myself".