Chapter 62

Ning Yu nodded and did not ask more.

The food has been set.

At ordinary times, three meals a day go back to the mountain for a certain time. If anyone misses the time, the kitchen will not provide food, and they can only starve. Usually, the food on the mountain is very simple, mainly vegetarians and fruits. Most of them are planted on the mountain. Now there are guests coming. They are better prepared than usual. It's said that there are not many mountain treasures back to the mountain.

However, I don't know if I want to treat you well. All the dishes tonight are salty, and even the radish soup served last is salty. Ning Yu said impolitely: "what's wrong with the cook today? Is the salt free? "

Jiang Fanshen had the same feeling: "I have to talk to him about it later."

Mo Chen didn't say anything, just poured a big glass of water for everyone, and managed to deal with the meal first.

Xiaodong has not raised his head, quietly lowered his head to pick up rice.

Ning Yu also did not find what Xiaodong is different. They were not familiar with each other at all. He was very shy because he had outsiders.

In fact, Xiao Dong secretly looked at Ning Yu two or three times. As soon as he entered the room, Xiaodong gave him a quick look.

When Ning Yu lowers his head to eat and drink soup, Xiaodong also takes the opportunity to secretly see him.

It seems that elder martial brother Ning did not see him this afternoon.

Xiaodong breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Chen slowly finished the dishes with water.

He didn't feel relaxed at all.

Younger martial brother's previous dreams are different from this one.

Whether Jiang Fan forgot the hand oil or on Jianfeng, they all happened in the daytime, but Xiaodong only dreamt of it at night. There were several hours between them. And this time Ning Yu's business is different. Ning Yu stood on the stone tower at that time, Xiaodong is in a dream, so Ning Yu's compass will find him.

What about next time? Is there anything different from this one?

Because he was so worried, Mo Chen didn't taste the saltiness of the dishes at first. He didn't even know what he had eaten. Ning Yu and Jiang Fan talked about it, and he found that today's food was indeed saltier than usual.

See little younger martial brother's head do not lift, Mo Chen gently enjoin him: "too salty words don't eat."

It's too salty. I'm sure I'll be thirsty at night.

Go back to find some fruit to cushion his stomach.

The lights on the mountain are scattered and lonely.

Zheng Huilin brought the food in and called out to the room, "brother Zhai, have a meal."

Zhai Wenhui answered, came out of the inner room, took over the bowls and chopsticks in Zheng Huilin's hand, and helped to clean up the table. Then they sat down to eat.

Zheng Huilin and Zhai Wenhui speak little. In this courtyard where the disciples of the outer gate live, they are the quietest. After dinner, Zheng Huilin put the dishes into the tray and put them outside the door. When the kitchen workers will come, they will take them away.

Zheng Huilin was meditating. Zhai Wenhui went outside to practice sword. When he came back from the training ground, he met Mo Chen and Xiao Dong.

This is not surprising at all.

The younger martial brother is like the tail of the big brother. If you meet the big brother, you can see him following him seven or eight times out of ten times.

Xiaodong doesn't know why. Seeing Zhai Wenhui is always a little guilty. Knowing the other party's secret, Xiaodong seems to have done something heartless.

When Zhai goes far away, Mo Chen looks at Xiaodong thoughtfully.

He can see the difference just now.

"Let's go."

Xiaodong hastens to answer a, keep up with Mo Chen's pace. It was dark and the road was not smooth. Xiaodong reached out and held Mo Chen's sleeve. At first, he was a little furtive, but later he became blatant.

Mo Chen sent Xiaodong to the gate of the hospital and told him: "don't run around. Review the mental method twice. If you don't have enough dinner, there are dates and persimmon cakes in the room, and you can make some cakes yourself

"I know." Xiaodong nodded honestly: "elder martial brother, come back early."

Mo Chen also seriously nodded to promise him: "I know."

After finishing this matter, he turned around and went to the guest house to look for Ning Yu.

Xiaodong holds the door and looks out, until even Mo Chen's back is out of sight, so he closes the gate. The moon rose and made the earth cold.

Mo Chen and Ning Yu have known each other for more than ten years, because Zhenren Li and Zhenhu know each other very well. When Mo Chen first met Ning Yu, he was probably eight or nine years old? I'm younger than my younger brother. When Ning Yu was a child, his body was even worse than now. He had to lie down for eight days in ten days. He always had a smell of Medicine on his body.

At that time, Ning Yu didn't like to talk.

Mo Chen at the beginning and Ning Yu friendship is not good, but looking at Hu Zhenren's face, to him polite. Later, Ning Yu's body was better than before, and the people were more cheerful, and they were gradually familiar with each other.

Ning Yu obviously has something on his mind, which Mo Chen can see.

It may have something to do with Xiaodong, which is not hard to guess.Mo Chen rapped twice on the door, Ning Yu raised some voices in the room and said, "come in."

Ning Yu is picking up the paper that he drew one by one. Seeing Mo Chen come in, he just picked up a helper: "come on, help me."

Mo Chen received a pile of paper he handed, a little confused.

"In the order I wrote it on it, just lay it on the ground for me." Ning Yuduo explained: "it was recorded when I measured the spirit pulse with a compass in the afternoon. But it's so thin and powerful

In Ning Yu's opinion, if you compare the spirit pulse of returning mountain to a large tank of oil, then standing on the mountain can only sense a little oil on the water.

Mo Chen helped Ning Yu spread those papers all over the floor. Fortunately, the room is spacious enough, otherwise it can't spread dozens of papers.

There was nothing to see just now. Now that the paper was put together according to the marks, Mo Chen found that the curved ink lines on the paper were not drawn casually. After laying them, Mo Chen found that the ink lines on the paper were connected together, forming a huge and complete distribution pattern of spiritual vessels.

Ning Yu paved the last piece of paper beside his feet. When he raised his head, his eyes were black, and his feet staggered. If Mo Chen had not helped him, Ning Yu would have fallen to the ground.

"Take care of yourself. Don't force yourself."

"No, I know." Although the body is weak, but Ning Yu is in high spirits at the moment, his eyes are shining, and he doesn't want to have a rest at all.

"Look at this." Standing in the middle of the room covered with paper, Ning Yu took out the compass: "I was there in the stone tower in the afternoon, well, this is the right position."

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