I am the master of food up in the world of comprehension

Xia Jinghan's sudden disappearance made Lin Mo panic for a moment.He forced himself to calm down, he knew that in this grotesque world of comprehension, everything was possible, and he might have entered an illusion.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo sat on the ground and began to close his eyes and think, trying to calm himself down and see through the illusion in front of him.

In the time of a cup of tea, Lin Mo opened his eyes and found that everything around him had not changed. It was still the picture of Yuheng Peak in Changqi Mountain. Lin Mo even began to wonder if this trip to Hehuan Valley was an illusion, and even his own Life in another world is an illusion, I have never left, I have always been at Yuheng Peak, by Xia Jinghan's side.

Soon, he saw Xia Jinghan coming out of the cave with a pale face. He was still like ice and frost, elegant in the dust, like a fairy, but Lin Mo could tell that his steps were a little vain, wasn't that? The state he should have in this realm.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mo ran over to help him.

Xia Jinghan just looked at him, with a sad look in his eyes that Lin Mo had never seen before.

"Did you encounter any problems in your practice?" Lin Mo asked.

Xia Jinghan suddenly sneered, and grabbed Lin Mo's neck with such force that it seemed that Lin Mo's neck would be broken, as if Lin Mo was his sworn enemy.

Lin Mo tugged at his wrist to resist, his eyes filled with physical tears.

Xia Jinghan looked into his eyes, as if trying to penetrate his soul.

Lin Mo looked at him, his eyes were like black swirls, almost drowning Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's tears slid down in big drops, dripping on the back of Xia Jinghan's hand. I don't know if the tears touched him. The strength in Xia Jinghan's hand gradually relaxed, but he didn't take it away. Instead, he gently rubbed Lin Mo's fragile neck, and pressed a kiss on Lin Mo's lips when Lin Mo looked at him blankly.

Lin Mo was stunned, and by the time he realized it, the kiss had intensified. Xia Jinghan's hands went down his neck, slid across his back, and finally encircled him.

Lin Mo's sanity gradually lost as the kiss deepened.It doesn't matter whether it is true or false, becoming a fairy or a demon, as long as you are there.

Feeling Lin Mo's response, Xia Jinghan kissed harder, and soon, Lin Mo's lips hurt, and he tasted the sweet smell of blood.

When Lin Mo felt that the hand at his waist was about to untie his belt, Lin Mo was startled and subconsciously pushed Xia Jinghan away.

No, he can't be immersed in illusions, he closes his eyes, and silently recites the Qingxin formula, and when he opens his eyes, the person who was lingering with him just now has disappeared.

However, the surrounding environment changed again, and Lin Mo found himself standing under Wangyue Building.There is a white figure under the pear tree not far away, and a clear flute sound hits with the breeze.

Beside the white figure, there was a young man in a blue Taoist robe.

The young man's fingers were tightened under the wide sleeves, and his eyes were lowered, as if he had something on his mind.

Lin Mo wanted to approach them, but was blocked by a transparent barrier.

But Lin Mo could still hear their voices.

"I'm leaving Changqi Mountain and traveling down the mountain." The young man said, that was Lin Mo a hundred years ago, and his name was Shi Ran back then.

Xia Jinghan stared at him for a moment before asking: "Do you have to go?"

His voice is calm, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a slight tremor.

Lin Mo, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but tremble in his heart. After more than a hundred years, he heard the reluctance in Xia Jinghan's tone.

The young man didn't answer, turned around and left, leaving the white figure standing under the pear tree for a long time.

At this moment, Lin Mo's heart is pierced. If he had never left at the beginning, wouldn't there be no separation for 100 years?

The scenery in front of him changed rapidly. Lin Mo saw the 12-year-old Shi Ran quietly raise her eyes from the page, quietly looking at Xia Jinghan who was concentrating on flipping through the scroll.

Seeing the figure of 16-year-old Shi Ran busy in the kitchen, seeing his anxiety when serving almond tofu to Xia Jinghan for the first time.

Lin Mo closed his eyes. In those years, he and Xia Jinghan only had each other.

Lin Mo has never called Xia Jinghan Master, although most people regard him as Xia Jinghan's only disciple.

Because the thoughtful Lin Mo knew Xia Jinghan's indifference best, and he was keenly aware of his dislike for such a slightly familiar title in the world.

He always called him Xia Shouzuo, polite and distant.He knew that this distance was what Xia Jinghan wanted.

But during the long time in Yuheng Peak, this kind of politeness and alienation became a thorn in Lin Mo's heart.

He thought, he would never be able to get close to Xia Jinghan, it was expected, but why was he so sad?

……

Xia Jinghan opened his eyes and found that he was sitting under the pear tree, not far from the Moon Tower.

There was someone looking at him from Wangyue Building, and when his eyes met his, he showed a smile as bright as spring.

Xia Jinghan got up and walked towards that person.

It was a young man with three points of gentleness and seven points of handsomeness in his eyebrows and eyes. He liked to wear azure Taoist robes the most, and he liked the pear blossom white stuffed by him the most.

"Come and taste my new dishes!" Lin Mo smiled and grabbed Xia Jinghan's sleeve, with a friendly and natural expression.

The round table is full of dishes, some of which are even Xia Jinghan's that you have never seen before.

Lin Mo scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "These dishes are my new inventions, do you want to try them?"

Seeing that he was silent and not annoyed, Lin Mo pulled him to sit down at the table, and brought him some food himself.

"Lin Mo, you like me, right?" Xia Jinghan asked.

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback, lowered his eyes and said, "Don't you know everything?"

Xia Jinghan looked at him, suddenly wishing that time would stop at this moment.But no, no matter how reluctant he is, he has to get out of the illusion before him, because the real Lin Mo is still waiting for him.

With a wave of Lin Mo's sleeve, the illusion was shattered, and the scene in front of him changed accordingly.

Still at Yuheng Peak, still under the pear tree.

Another Xia Jinghan stood under the pear blossom tree with a young man in an azure Taoist robe.

Xia Jinghan walked in, but they didn't notice it at all. Xia Jinghan stretched out his hand but couldn't touch the corner of the young man's clothes.

This is not only a hallucination, but also a projection of past memories.Xia Jinghan looked at himself and Shi Ran standing under the pear tree more than 100 years ago, and he heard Shi Ran say: "I think the tune you play is very lonely."

He closed his eyes, feeling a palpitation.So, he cast a spell to break the illusion in front of him, and more illusions followed.

Those phantoms condensed from real memories are like sharp knives, making people feel pain.

Xia Jinghan had already reached the seventh floor of the cave 100 years ago, and he only needed the last step to reach the Mahayana stage, but he has not been able to cross this step so far.

At the beginning, he couldn't believe that he would encounter love disaster, he had that kind of innate, frozen indifference, he was a natural monk, and everything was broken by Shi Ran...

When Shi Ran died in the end, his love affair was not cut off, but instead became a knot, an inextricable knot.

Until Lin Mo appeared, all the past reappeared, and after a hundred years, Xia Jinghan saw the person who made him almost go crazy again, and his heart was rarely at peace. He thought he had finally let go, but he underestimated the power of this love disaster , and too underestimated his feelings for Shi Ran.

But now, these thoughts and emotions that were blocked by his subconscious came to him like a flood, and the love he had never experienced turned into a demon.

Xia Jinghan sat on the ground, kneading the formula with both hands, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his eyelashes trembled slightly, like two butterflies fluttering their wings.

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Jinghan's heart lake was not only not calm, but turned into turbulent waves.He heard a voice say to himself: "Why are you so tolerant? Why don't you take what you want? The person you miss, or you will get him, or you will destroy him."

"Either get him, or destroy him." He heard his own voice speaking to himself.

Xia Jinghan slowly opened his eyes, a smear of blood red flowed in his pupils, and then disappeared.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Lin Mo, I really can't bear to ruin you, so I can only get you by any means."

The smile on the corners of his lips continued to expand, and eventually turned into a maniacal laugh.

A once-in-a-thousand-year genius in the world of comprehension, Chang Qishan is the highest-cultivated monk, and he has fallen into a demon because of love.

……

There were more and more hallucinations, and Lin Mo gradually became overwhelmed. At first, the hallucinations were related to Xia Jinghan, but later they spread to the days before he came to Changqi Mountain. The abuse by his mother and the bullying by his half-brother made the young Lin Mo miserable. During these days, Lin Mo seldom mentioned it, but the heavy haze has always been lurking deep in his heart.

He never forgot, but he didn't dare to think about it, because once he thought about it, it was like reliving a nightmare, and all the pain he experienced seemed like yesterday.

It wasn't until Lin Mo felt a burst of fresh air coming from between his brows in a trance that the pain eased slightly, and the most terrifying and painful memories gradually disappeared.

But he hadn't quite come out of the illusion, but rather from the core of the fear to the slightest edge.

He saw the young Yin Hanxing standing in front of him covered with scars, and asked him, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Why didn't you wait for me? Do you know how I lived in Tianmojiao? Do you know how Ji Ruoli treated me? Do you know how much I have suffered?"

"Why don't you wait for me?"

Lin Mo wanted to explain, but his lips moved twice, but he couldn't say anything.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no point in saying anything.

Shi Ran and Yin Qi have known each other since they were young, and their relationship is not that close or harmonious. In the beginning, they were often in a hostile relationship, although this was not the original intention of the two children.

The most important reason why they care about each other is that they feel sorry for each other.

There is nothing more wonderful in this world than "sympathy for each other". This feeling of sympathy for each other makes Lin Mo unable to let go of what happened to Yin Hanxing easily, even though he knows intellectually that he did nothing wrong at the beginning.

Just as Lin Mo was immersed in pain, he suddenly felt a chill piercing through his lungs and traveling along his meridians. This chill came suddenly and fiercely. Lin Mo seemed to be pierced by countless ice thorns. He woke up suddenly, and all illusions were shattered.