In the early morning, the breeze smashed through the mountains, revealing a bit of coolness.

In front of the hut, the sound of the silky sound came out. Lin Feng was lying on the rocking chair and closed his eyes to enjoy the tranquility of this early morning.

"Aoyama is still the same, and what is the hero of the hero!"

"When you are a teenager, set up Ling Yunzhi, you have to break through the Jiuyi Mountain River!"

"There is a lot of sadness in the world, the young man has passed away, the air is mournful, only remembering the wine and remembering the past..."

The distant voice came slowly from a distance. Lin Feng opened his eyes and saw the fog. The old man carried a medicine and walked slowly from a distance. Every night, the old man went out to pick it up. Medicine, until the early morning, because the morning sun, is the most vital moment of the herb.

"There is a lot of sadness in the world, the young man has passed away, the air is mournful, only remembering the wine and remembering the past..."

Lin Feng whispered in his heart, opened his eyes and looked at the old man who walked slowly in the distance, showing a faint smile in his eyes.

"Woke up."

The old man came to the front, his body groaned, and nodded slightly toward Lin Feng.

"Grandpa, early."

A soft bang came out, and a straw house on the left side of Lin Feng opened. Xiaoya’s eyes narrowed and walked out of the room.

"Brother, you are early." Seeing Lin Feng on the rocking chair, Xiaoya smiled sweetly.

Lin Feng saw Xiaoya’s smile, and his mood seemed to be extraordinarily pleasant. In the clean eyes, the smile was bright and bright.

Xiaoya ran to clean up, and then returned to Lin Feng's side, facing Lin Fengdao: "Brother, I push you to go."

"it is good."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, and Xiaoya stepped forward and came to Lin Feng's back. She pushed the rocking chair and moved it. The rocking chair was woven by the old man. There are several wheels underneath, which can be easily pushed.

Because Lin Feng took a special kind of herbal medicine, his body is in a state of semi-paralysis, and it is not convenient to move.

Xiaoya pushed the rocking chair and walked in the mountains. Lin Feng intoxicated her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of cool breeze.

The old man put down the medicine, and saw the figure of the two leaving and smiled and shook his head. Xiaoya was finally accompanied.

In the eyelids, a touch of different light flashed, and the old man seemed to be thinking about something.

"Brother, how do you feel about your body now?"

Xiaoya pushed the rocking chair and asked Lin Feng.

"Much better." Lin Feng smiled and responded. After the old man's herbal medicine, he did feel that his body was much more comfortable. He was comfortable when he was repaired without being imprisoned, as if every pore in his body was breathing fresh. The air, especially when the wind blows, is even more refreshing, and it feels so good.

Lin Feng even looks forward to the situation after his physical recovery, it must be very wonderful.

"Hey, Grandpa must have the right medicine, and it must be good for your body. You just have to wait for the full recovery."

Xiao Ya said with a smile, the medicinal herbs used by the alchemy teacher, Dan into the body, will immediately produce results, but the pharmacist medication is completely different, to slowly nursed back to recovery, until the best state, especially the elderly medication, never quick success, If he wants Lin Feng to stand up easily, but he does not, but choose to let Lin Feng recover a little.

"Xiao Ya, grandpa, what is his name." Lin Feng suddenly asked, the old man saved his life and helped him recover his body, but until now, he still does not know the life of the old man.

"Dancing, Xiao Wutian."

Xiaoya whispered, with tenderness in her eyes, and reverence, her grandfather, has always been her most admired person.

"Xiao Wutian." Lin Feng Nan Nan said to himself, the name of a good hegemony, to dance this world, but it seems to be inconsistent with the character of the old man.

Xiaoya pushed the rocking chair and came to the top of the mountain, looking at the emerald green and the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

In the distant sun, the rising sun, especially in this piece of green, is full of endless vitality.

"It’s beautiful, if you can see the sunrise and sunset with your brother every day."

Xiao Ya muttered to himself, Lin Feng also looked at the rising sun, the heart, a quiet.

Meditation, to see the world prosperous!

Both of them were silent for a while, no longer talking, just quietly admiring this rare beauty.

It was not until a long time later that the sun gradually became empty, and then slowly fell, turning into a flaming sunset.

However, the two figures still refused to leave. Lin Feng was lying on the rocking chair, watching the sun rise and fall, and Xiaoya was quietly sitting next to Lin Feng, occasionally lying down and enjoying this rare peace.

Until the sunset, Xiaguang passed away, the black curtain gradually enveloped this piece of heaven and earth, and Xiaoya pushed the rocking chair where Lin Feng was sitting and left to return to the grass house.

When the sun rises the next day, they will appear in the mountains to enjoy the tranquility. This life lasted for three days.

On the fourth day, Lin Feng is still here. Xiaoya is behind him, holding the rocking chair in his hand, his head resting on his hand, playing with Lin Feng's long hair, with a playful smile on his face.

At this point, Lin Feng's body moved, sat up and let Xiaoya stunned.

"call……"

Lin Feng's mouth, a long breath spit out, then his body stood up directly, step forward, this step, soft, Lin Feng has a feeling of light and floating, very comfortable.

"Xiao Ya, I can stand up."

Lin Feng smiled and held his hands together. The power of the Buddha and the power of the real yuan flowed through the body, making a loud noise, very cool and very comfortable.

Although his real power is far from returning to its peak, he knows that it is only a matter of time. His true power has not disappeared. He is only imprisoned by a special drug. This medicine will be released a little. Into his body, the power of the real yuan will slowly recover.

As for his Buddha's magical power, it is still intact, and the four thousand Buddhas are full of power.

"Hey."

Xiaoya saw that Lin Feng stood up and showed a sweet smile on his face. For Lin Feng, he stood up and proved that his injury was as good as ever. No, there was no injury, all recovered. Now Lin Feng’s remaining, Only the imprisoned repairs are done, but that will be restored sooner or later.

"Brother, let's tell the grandfather good news."

Xiaoya happily pulled up Lin Feng and ran towards the cottage.

Lin Feng also enjoyed the feeling of flying, letting the oncoming wind blow more violently. Although it was only a few days, he seemed to have not enjoyed this feeling for a long time.

"grandfather."

Going to the grass house, Xiaoya shouted excitedly, but no one responded.

"Grandpa, my brother, he can stand up."

Xiaoya retired the door of the old man, but found that there was no figure in it, let Xiaoya squat down.

"Don't he go to pick up the medicine again?"

Xiaoya whispered and smiled at Lin Feng. Then she looked at other rooms. No one seemed to be an old man.

However, at this time, Lin Feng approached the old man's room and came to the wooden table and shouted: "Xiaoya."

"Brother, what happened?"

Xiaoya ran to Lin Feng's side and followed Lin Feng's gaze. Her eyes were stagnation and she was there.

On the table, there are a few clear characters inscribed.

"Lin Feng, take care of Xiaoya."

"Grandpa." Xiaoya shook her head, stepped back, and shouted out of the room.

"grandfather……"

Lin Feng followed Xiaoya and ran out. I saw Xiaoya’s aimless rushing, and the words of Grandpa kept shouting in her mouth, and tears followed her eyes.

No, Grandpa will not leave her...

Xiao Ya comforted herself, but in fact it was already clear in her heart. Grandpa left, really gone.

Grandpa insisted on leaving, she could not find it.

Running for a long time, Xiaoya seems to be tired, sitting directly on the ground softly, crying with a headache, my brother went, Grandpa went away...

Lin Feng walked quietly from behind to the girl's side, then sat behind her, hugged the girl's thin body and gently patted the girl's head.

He obviously did not expect that the old man would leave silently, or even greet him, but Lin Feng also understood that if the old man greeted him, he would not be able to give up Xiaoya, he could only leave.

Lin Feng also knows that the vicissitudes of the old man and the deep eyes are branded with stories. It is an old man with his own story.