I want to go home ah ah

She stayed on the mountain for two months, and that was the closest she had ever been to it.

Jiang Jingyuan reviewed and analyzed what conditions he had met at that time to be able to see it.

"How did I feel then?"

Jiang Jingyuan leaned back in his chair and asked himself.

Jiang Jingyuan recalled deeply, "I was very... relaxed at that time? I didn't think about anything? I didn't think about it, or even thought about it at all..."

"The less I care, the more I see it?" Jiang Jingyuan asked in his heart, and then tried to answer, "Is this the obstacle of obsession? I can't be too deliberate, I need to forget easily?"

Suddenly, a sigh sounded in my mind, "You rely too much on your brain."

Jiang Jingyuan paused, looked towards the voice, and waited quietly for an answer.

He asked, "Why is there obsession? Who has the obsession? What is the obsession?" He paused, then continued, "It is the mind that has the obsession. And you are actually trying to use your mind to get rid of the obsession?"

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly understood.

Then, with a hint of regret, she said, "I'm used to it. Sometimes, a thought has been there for ages, and I still don't notice it." She continued, "I try to stay aware, but very quickly, I forget and become absorbed in the thought again."

"Don't worry, it's okay, don't be too nervous," He comforted him. "You've relied on your thoughts for too many years. Don't be hard on yourself. You're under too much pressure."

Jiang Jingyuan asked, "But there are times when I can't help but think. For example, just now I was thinking about how I could see it again and stay with it for a long time. If I don't think, how can I know which direction to go?"

“It’s not about not thinking, but thinking while watching your thoughts,” He said. “Listen to the voice of inspiration and seize the inspiration.”

"Catch the inspiration..." Jiang Jingyuan murmured.

He reminded: "Those who think, 'If I follow inspiration, everything is good. But if others make bad requests, should I also agree to them?' actually do not know what inspiration is and do not yet have the ability to discern it."

"I didn't know before, and I wasn't even optimistic. I thought my own thinking wasn't as comprehensive and clear as it was before," Jiang Jingyuan said. "Then, time and time again, I gradually understood."

"It will repeatedly block your path, repeatedly telling you you have better options. But whether you can grasp it or not depends on yourself," Jiang Jingyuan said. "It's hard to describe. In my opinion, you know it when you feel it... If I have to say, the inspiration that prompts you to feel peace and joy is the one you should follow."

The voice in my head hummed, then said, "It's not clear, and I didn't catch it in time. That's okay. It will become clearer and clearer."

Jiang Jingyuan paused, as if understanding something, and said, "So, if you observe everything, it will be easier to catch inspiration in time, right?"

He said "hmm".

Jiang Jingyuan was quiet for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "You haven't told me yet, how can I see it and stay with it for a long time?"

“You already know,” He said.

Jiang Jingyuan was stunned, "I, I..." She paused slowly. Yes, she already knew.

Jiang Jingyuan decisively threw away the book in his hand, stood up, and went back to practice.

…………

Daytime, palace.

Jiang Jingjian, Rong Yejin and others were there, and there was a stranger in the hall talking to them.

Jiang Jingyuan walked forward.

Jiang Jingjian and Rong Yejin turned around, smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "We have found a master for you." They raised their hands to signal the stranger next to them.

W-what? Jiang Jingyuan was stunned and opened his mouth to ask.

Suddenly, the stranger turned around and stood in front of him. His tall figure blocked the two figures not far away.

Jiang Jingyuan took a step back, turned around to avoid him, and went to find Jiang Jingjian and the others.

But the man stopped her and said with a smile: "Your Highness Changsheng, I will teach you a few simple things, and then we will start to become your disciples."

Become a disciple? I don’t know anyone, so why would I become a disciple?! Jiang Jingyuan immediately refused: “No…”

After a pause, she suddenly remembered that this was someone Jiang Jingjian and his team had found, and they would definitely have carefully selected him. Besides, even if the person was bad, at most he wouldn't learn anything, so there wouldn't be much loss...

Jiang Jingyuan hesitated for a moment, then his eyes became firm again and he opened his mouth to call Jiang Jingjian and the others.

——Anyway, no matter what the situation is, she has to understand it clearly. How can one become a disciple just because he says so without knowing anything?

It's so confusing!

Jiang Jingjian, are you going to become a tyrant?!

Jiang Jingyuan thought unhappily.

"Everything in the world has its ups and downs, highs and lows, honors and disgraces, good and bad..."

However, the person in front of him had already spoken out to teach him.

"What?" Jiang Jingyuan was like someone who had been in a daze and suddenly woke up. He thought to himself in fear, "No, no, how can everything in the world be high and low, good and bad..."

Jiang Jingyuan's thoughts stopped instantly.

In front of me, the man smiled with his whole face shrouded in a clear shadow.

In the gray haze, his pair of silver-gray eyes were staring at her - it was unclear whether the silver-gray eyes were inherently cold or his expression was cold.

It was as if she was in a world of ice and snow, with the whistling cold wind and drifting snow making her heart tremble wildly.

The man stopped talking and stared at her... asking her to repeat after him.

She doesn't want to read!

She's leaving!

But Jiang Jingyuan froze in place, a huge, unprecedented fear gripping her, and she couldn't move.

The man stared at her with a smile and asked her to repeat after him.

Jiang Jingyuan's mind went blank. He could no longer control himself and recited in a hoarse voice: "In this world, everything... has ups and downs, highs and lows..."

"good!"

The person in front of him smiled and nodded in approval.

Almost at the same time, a round of applause of encouragement and praise was heard not far away from where he was blocking the way.

"After the ceremony of becoming my disciple, you will be my disciple from now on, and you will practice with me..."

Swish—the scene in front of her eyes changed rapidly, and the stranger sitting on the chair spoke to her.

"Your Highness, tea."

Someone whispered a reminder in my ear.

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly came back to his senses and turned around subconsciously, and a cup of warm tea was pushed into his hand.

Jiang Jingyuan held the tea in his hand in a daze.

Her whole body was trembling slightly as she walked forward slowly, step by step.

"Bang!" "Pah—"

The teacup suddenly slipped out of his hand, smashed into pieces on the ground, and the warm tea spilled all over the floor.

"ha……"

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw darkness in front of him.

Her heart was beating violently as she blinked hard. The darkness in front of her eyes gradually thinned out into a dim gloom, and a faint light appeared outside the window.

Yes, it was a dream.

Jiang Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely.

"Why would I have such a dream..." Jiang Jingyuan immediately thought uneasily, "Is it really... just a dream?"

Jiang Jingyuan pondered for a moment and thought, "It was a dream, a backlash of pent-up emotions."

Fortunately, fortunately... She breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed, grabbed the quilt with her hand, and slowly turned over to continue sleeping.

Suddenly, a continuous and gentle breathing sound was heard from the upper left side of the head.

Jiang Jingyuan's movement of turning over froze instantly.

Slowly and carefully, she lay down again, motionless.

She blinked, and her vision was filled with darkness, almost pitch black, making her doubt whether she was really open...

Listening to the breathing sound that was almost right above his head, Jiang Jingyuan held his breath calmly. The breathing sound was soft and slow, thin, but still lingered in his ears.

breathe--

The sound of a huge heartbeat suddenly replaced the sound of breathing.

Plop, bang, bang, breathe—plop, bang, bang—

It was a little chilly on the mountain, but at this moment she felt that the surroundings were extremely hot and stuffy.

A sudden fright would make people fight back or run away, but the shallow and slow fear made her dare not move.

Jiang Jingyuan was afraid that a sinister voice might ring in his ears at any time. He suddenly remembered his previous conversation with Sheng Liang. He swallowed again, clenched his hands, and tensed his whole body, ready to strike.

"Rustle..." The sound of hair rubbing against pillow exploded in her ears, and she turned her head suddenly to look.

In the gray and dark darkness, a figure can be vaguely seen lying on its side! !

She was wearing red clothes, with disheveled hair, and her back was facing her, leaving about one person's space between them!

Who is this? !

Jiang Jingyuan was almost frightened to the point of cardiac arrest.

His heart skipped a beat, then began beating wildly again. Jiang Jingyuan gathered strength in his right hand under the quilt, mustered up the courage to open his mouth.

“Sheng Liang!!!”

“Shengliang, Shengliang, Shengliang—Shengliang!!!”

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly let out a deafening scream, calling out to Sheng Liang, while abruptly standing up, hugging the quilt tightly and retreating frantically to the right.

"Shengliang! Come back soon!!"

"I'm here."

A familiar, ethereal, childish voice rang out beside him. Jiang Jingyuan burst into tears of joy and looked in the direction of the voice. "Shengliang, come back..."

There, a figure in red was lying on his side with his back to her, and red light flickered between the gaps in his messy, thick hair.

It was an eye, a pair of eyes, a face. The person had his back to her, and the face, hidden in thick hair, slowly opened its scarlet mouth to her and said:

"I'm here."

The voice is ethereal, childish and very familiar.

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes went dark.

But at the same time, she felt a sharp pain from the back of her right hand to her arm!

Lines ranging from red to black appeared on the pale skin, outlining a slithering creature that resembled a dragon and a snake...

It slowly opened its mouth.

"boom!!!"

The blood-red chain suddenly tore through the gray and black, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and stabbed towards the strange red figure in front!

“Boom!!” “Bang bang bang!!”

Another burst of loud noises suddenly rang out all around.

Jiang Jingyuan stared straight ahead.

"You're going to tear down the house!!!"

The angry, ethereal, and childish voice instantly resounded through the sky.

A hot and fishy wind whistled on her face, smelling both fishy and fragrant. Then, "bang!" something hot and heavy hit her face.

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly opened his eyes and met an extremely angry fox face.

Sheng Liang's eyes were almost spitting fire. He grabbed her collar and shouted at her furiously: "I just didn't pay attention to you for a moment, and you want to tear the house apart?!"

"Shengliang..." Jiang Jingyuan couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.

The next moment, she turned her head and retched, screaming in pain, "Shengliang, you stinky fox, why do your paws smell like this!"

Sheng Liang instantly retracted his claws, his face flushed red, and he shouted in anger and shame: "You live in my house, eat my food, and even demolish my home, and you dare to say my claws stink!!!"

Sheng Liang grabbed her up again and shouted:

"You heartless person, get off the mountain right now!"

"I want to go home—"

"I want to go home ah ah ah——"

Jiang Jingyuan howled, pushed it away, and rushed out of the house regardless.

However, it was a snowy night outside.

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly stopped in the snow.