Chapter 169
Come to think of it, this should be the first time the two have clashed in their two lifetimes.
Jing Wuyan couldn't help but think of his past life. His memory was almost the same as what Lin Qingshuang saw, both only going up to the day when the two of them formed a bond. Thinking about what would happen in the future, a strange feeling of unwillingness spread uncontrollably in his heart.
This girl was disgusted with him in every way, but why was she so special to her senior brother? She was not as harsh to other senior brothers as she was to him. He didn't understand why. But this did not prevent him from being full of malice towards the person in front of him.
He was even thinking now, if he let the senior brother who was so high and mighty in the girl's mind get hurt, he wondered if the girl would be submissive to him, and whether she would beg for mercy from him like before.
As Jing Wuyan thought so, the aura emanating from his body became increasingly cold and profound, and he stretched out his hand and raised it tentacle.
No one else saw what weapon he used, but suddenly they felt the spiritual energy all around them surging. The powerful force distorted the air around them, and no one knew when the clouds in the sky gathered.
In an instant, the wind started to blow and the clouds rolled in. Thick clouds piled up and even the sky turned dark and oppressive in an instant.
The fight was quite a big one, and the young monks watching on the side were terrified, and their faces all changed. This might be a confrontation between monks with high cultivation levels, which could change the color of heaven and earth.
The monks nearby watched as they were excitedly scrambling to erect the barrier, but then they worried that it was not enough, so they quickly stepped back a distance, fearing that they would be affected by the momentum of these two men.
The fluctuating aura of spiritual energy scraped against people's bodies like a flying blade, and it was easy to cut the skin if one was not careful. Nan Yan also quickly erected a barrier around her body.
On the other side, Feng Jixue drew out his long sword, his eyes became colder, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, his eyes were full of the burning desire to fight against his worthy opponent.
He could even feel the sword in his hand trembling slightly, and he instinctively wanted to fight back.
This opponent is very strong. He cannot tell the other person's cultivation level, which means that the opponent's cultivation level is slightly higher than his. However, sword practitioners have always been brave and forward-looking, challenging opponents of higher levels. It is an honor and enjoyment to be able to fight against the strong. It just so happens that the recent bottleneck in cultivation can be broken through in this challenge.
The two men's eyes met, and they were entangled in a fight in an instant. The spiritual energy around them tore and entangled, and the violent sword energy scraped in the air, and finally condensed into countless wind blades, which swept through the stalls in the market, making a sharp whooshing sound.
Everyone could only see the interweaving and flashing of light and shadow in the barrier shrouded in white mist, and could not make out the figures of the two people at all.
In fact, Feng Jixue's talent and cultivation are unique among his peers in the world of cultivation. Feng Jixue started practicing sword at the age of seven, and practiced the supreme sword art. The sword is used to kill, to stop killing by killing but not to kill indiscriminately.
When the confrontation just started, each side had its own strengths, and Feng Jixue's comprehension ability was indeed rare and strong, and his moves changed with the changes of the opponent.
But Jing Wuyan is from the upper realm after all, and even though his cultivation has not yet fully recovered, he is not someone that an ordinary swordsman can suppress.
What's more, his body movements were so strange and domineering that no one in the world of cultivation could compete with him. The moves he actually used were no more than two or three palm strikes. The fight between the two lasted less than two quarters of an hour. The murderous intent suddenly emerged, and he finally attacked Feng Jixue on the opposite side with unstoppable pressure.
This also caused the barrier around Feng Jixue to be wrapped and torn apart by the spiritual power, so if he wanted to avoid it, he would have enough time.
It happened that Feng Jixue caught a glimpse of his junior sister behind him. The distance was too close. If he dodged, the junior sister behind him would definitely be affected. So Feng Jixue changed from offense to defense and blocked the overwhelming murderous intention.
This attack was quite powerful. Even under the tremendous pressure, he could not stop the blood and qi in his chest from surging. He took a step back and uncontrollably spat out blood.
"Master, Senior Brother..."
Nan Yan, who was standing by, saw this scene and was stunned for a moment.
She seemed to have never seen her senior brother injured so seriously. Her eyes turned red almost instantly and her face turned pale with fear.
Especially when she saw that Jing Wu Yansi on the opposite side had no intention of stopping, she subconsciously rushed between the two of them, "Don't hurt my brother..."
The moment of rushing forward was naturally intentional.
Nan Yan thought about it carefully. These two people have been confronting each other for such a long time, and it is obvious that neither of them has the intention to kill each other. If she blocks this attack, she will at most suffer some minor injuries, and it shouldn't be a big deal.
So she rushed forward with her weapon raised and stood in front of her senior brother, catching both of them off guard.
Jing Wuyan had almost no time to react. He had never expected that the little girl was so fearless of death. She had just reached the foundation-building stage but dared to step into the fight between Jindan cultivators. Didn't she want to live?
Jing Wuyan forcibly retracted more than half of his palm power, and a surge of pain surged in his chest, but he still couldn't retract all his spiritual power. The palm hit Nan Yan's spiritual palace right on top, and a fierce force spread out.
Nan Yan's breathing suddenly became rapid and unstable. Her cultivation was still too weak. Although Jing Wuyan's power was retracted quickly, she was still under a lot of momentum and pressure because she was facing the palm directly.
"puff--"
This was enough to overwhelm her. Her body was like a paper oriole with its string cut off. Due to the force of the impact, she crashed directly into a stall nearby.
That stall also suffered an unexpected disaster. There were even a lot of spiritual plants on it, and the stall owner had already dodged when the two were fighting. Now the stall was pressed down heavily by her and was completely broken into two halves.
Nan Yan fell to the ground, her face pale, and she spit out blood uncontrollably.
This hurt so much that tears came to her eyes.
"Yan Yan!"
Feng Jixue's pupils constricted and his blood surged.
He had not expected the situation to develop in this direction, and he had not expected the girl to be so courageous and almost unable to control her emotions. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, veins popped out on the back of his hand, and at that moment he had the urge to kill someone.
Jing Wuyan on the other side was even more stunned. He really didn't expect that the little girl would rush over without caring about anything, and he didn't expect that he would hurt her. He was a little confused for a moment.
It's not like he hasn't killed female cultivators before, there have been worse cases than this. But now, looking at Nan Yan, whose face was pale and blood was coming out of her mouth not far away, she looked very different from the unharmed appearance in front of him just now.
Not only did he not feel happy, but he felt as if his chest was hit hard by something, and a dull and suppressed pain instantly spread in his heart.
This made him subconsciously look down at his pale palms, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.
He didn't even know why he felt so bad?
Jing Wuyan's heart was beating rather hurriedly, his lips were pale, and the bloodline between his lips was slowly losing its original color, now appearing slightly pale as his lips were pursed tightly.
He just felt an indescribable panic in his chest, especially when he saw her pale face and the trace of blood flowing from the corner of her lips, which made him tremble slightly. He seemed to understand what he had been entangled with for so many days, but now...
Jing Wuyan's gaze fell on Nan Yan's face again, and at this moment he could no longer care about anything else.
He almost followed his instinct and subconsciously rushed towards the injured Nan Yan.
He really hurt her. Even if he didn't mean to, that palm hit her hard.
This sudden action also shocked the people around.
Especially Feng Jixue, when he saw Jing Wuyan rushing towards Nan Yan, his expression changed drastically, his eyes became sharp, and the sword in his hand was raised subconsciously.
He thought Jing Wuyan was going to hurt Yanyan, but the man rushed over and directly picked up Yanyan who was lying on the ground.
This made Feng Jixue stunned for a moment, and the sword in his hand stopped. He wondered why he did this?
Jing Wuyan held Nan Yan in his arms, holding her shoulders with a guilty look, "Yan, Yan Yan, what happened to you? Is it painful? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and hastily poured out a white and moist pill from the bottle. He humbly handed it to Nan Yan's mouth, "Yan Yan, take this pill. This is the Jade Bone Pill, which has the effect of revitalizing bones and regenerating muscles. You will get better soon after taking it."
Although Nan Yan was very moved when she heard this, she still tilted her head back with dignity.
Her eyes were red, and her voice was full of resentment. "I don't want your stuff. Who knows if your pills are mixed with something poisonous? You clearly wanted to kill me with that palm strike just now. You might as well just kill me, and save yourself the trouble next time."
Nan Yan also knew that this person did not do it on purpose, she just rushed forward on her own, but this did not prevent her from putting the entire blame on him, because it was he who made things difficult for her from the beginning.
She had not forgotten her disgust and disdain for this man when he first appeared. Now that she finally had the chance to vent her anger, how could she let him go so easily?
Jing Wuyan stared blankly at Nan Yan, who was breathing unsteadily in his arms. He couldn't stop feeling panic and helplessness in his heart. He felt as if his heart was being gently pulled by an invisible thread, and there was a dull pain that made him unable to control his emotions.
He had indeed made things difficult for her, and he had indeed hurt her. If he had not kept pestering her, none of what happened today would have happened.
Jing Wuyan's breathing was a little unstable. It was the first time he felt so regretful. In the end, he could only subconsciously use his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. He was very careful in his movements, for fear of hurting her again.
明明這些事情他此前從未做過，更沒有對任何一個女修這麽心疼着急過，可如今對她做來的時候，卻絲毫不顯生疏。
鏡無延嘴唇動了動，他的視線落到了南嫣發白的臉上，目光裏透着無數愧疚。
他現在早沒了先前在坊市裏冷漠霸道的模樣了，連聲音都帶了幾分着急。
“不是你想的那樣，藥裏沒放任何東西，我也不是真心想要殺你的，我明明一直在救你，你、你剛剛為什麽要突然沖過來？”
雖然他說的是事實，但南嫣能承認嗎？
她一邊怨恨控訴着，一邊用力揮開他的手，“你還說你沒想殺我？明明從第一次見面的時候你就瞧不起我，你嫌我修為低，嫌我礙眼，好幾次你都想一掌拍死我的，你以為我看不出來嗎？你明明一直在刁難我的。”
她咳嗽着，胸口劇烈起伏着，又氣又怒，原本蒼白的面頰都浮現出了一絲愠怒的紅意，“你現在又在做什麽？誰稀罕你的虛情假意了，你以為打傷了我，再随随便便給我一顆丹藥我就能原諒你了嗎？”
說到這兒，南嫣的眼淚也終于不受控制地落下，越說便越覺得委屈，“你搶我先看中的靈植也就算了，你還讓我給你磕頭認錯，我有什麽錯？明明就是你們欺負人，你們合起夥來欺負我，我長這麽大都沒給我師尊磕頭認錯過，你憑什麽這樣對我？”
她擡眸直直對上他的眼睛，一把揪住他的衣襟，又氣又怒，“你分明就是看我不順眼，借機報複我的，你走開，別碰我！”
南嫣說完這句話後，胸口又是一陣疼痛，整個人好似氣急攻心了，口中不受控制地吐出一口血來。
鏡無延這下也是徹底慌了神，比他自己當初受傷瀕死還要心疼擔憂，他也顧不上她會生氣阻攔了，直接将那枚丹藥塞進了她的口中，那藥入口即化，讓南嫣想吐也吐不出來了，最後只能更加兇狠地瞪着他。
其實她說的沒錯，在兩人最初見面的時候，他确實對她生出過殺意，但之後真的沒有了，而這次更是一不小心之下的誤傷，他雖然嘴上嫌着她煩，其實心底對她也沒有太多厭惡的，更沒有想過要殺她的意思。
磕頭認錯也不是真心的，他也不知道自己是怎麽了？看她面對他時那副厭煩至極的模樣，再對比她對待她師兄時溫順乖巧的态度，心中便是止不住的不甘跟惱意。
他想讓她後悔，想讓她認錯，想讓她乖乖待在他身邊，跟從前一樣。
可他素來心高氣傲，尤其高高在上慣了，對待任何事情都只會以更強硬的方式逼迫對方妥協，而不是去反思自己的錯，他放不下自己的姿态，更拉不下臉來跟她服軟。
他以為只要打贏她師兄，她就會像從前那樣跟他乖乖求饒了，可他完全沒有想過她會那麽不管不顧地沖上來。
是他傷了她，誤傷可也是事實。
這些事實他再怎麽懊悔也抵賴不掉了，他只能更低聲下氣地道歉，“對不起，我真的沒想過要傷你的，我先替你療傷……”
鏡無延知道自己此刻說什麽都無用了，他好像一直用錯了方式，也一直擺錯了态度，她對他的厭惡不止是因為他高高在上的姿态，還有曾經對她生出的那些殺意。
其實這也怪他自己的，倘若有人這樣對他，哪怕他實力暫時不如，待他修為提升之後也只會狠狠報複回去。
又怎麽可能會對那人心生好感呢？
想到這裏，鏡無延單手穩住南嫣的後背，雙膝跪着将人扶進懷裏，另一只手則緊緊貼在她的胸口。
霎那間，一股溫暖又玄妙的力量在南嫣體內游走，讓她胸口的疼痛緩和，面色也恢複了一些。
體力稍微恢複的南嫣立馬掙紮抗拒的更明顯了，她根本不信他的假好心，用力推開他的手掌。
“……誰讓你碰我的，走開！”
“師兄……”
她哭泣着喊着師兄的名字。
而在另一旁的師兄也終于緩過神來，他眸色微冷，目光幽幽地望着那将嫣嫣抱在懷裏的男修。
其實看到現在，明眼人都能瞧得出來，這兩人應該是有些牽連的，甚至以那男修對嫣嫣着急擔憂的态度，讓風寂雪隐約有些猜測，或許從一開始，這男修就沒有傷害嫣嫣的念頭，只是因為厭惡他罷了。
風寂雪眸色暗了暗，他不知道嫣嫣是什麽時候認識那個人的，也不知道那人對他的小師妹存了什麽樣的心思？
事到如今，他根本沒有心思去想這些事情，他的心神全都在嫣嫣的傷勢上。
尤其是聽見嫣嫣委屈哭喊的聲音，他瞬間回過神來，擡手随意擦了下嘴角的血跡，然後直接沖上去将一旁的鏡無延推開。
伸手将嫣嫣抱進了懷裏。
風寂雪下意識地伸手去探她的脈搏，然後又從懷裏摸出一把丹藥，大多都是治療內傷跟回血補氣的，一顆顆的當糖豆似的全塞她的嘴裏了，那表情緊張的像是她已經失血過多，就快要虛弱死了似的。
南嫣一邊哭一邊吃，吃着吃着覺得還挺香，那眼淚就慢慢止住了，雙手直接環住她家師兄的脖子，委屈又可憐地宣洩着不安。
其實她的傷勢也沒那麽重，就是吐血了，看起來特別嚴重，不過這麽多顆回血補氣的丹藥全吃下去了，估計用不了幾天又能活蹦亂跳了折騰她家大師兄了。
風寂雪看她不哭了，這才伸手小心擦着她臉頰上的眼淚跟血漬，其實在她沖上來的那一瞬間，他真的差點沒被她吓死了。
這臭丫頭簡直就是膽大包天，這麽危險的情況下她也敢胡來，她以為金丹以上的修士對決是過家家嗎？那一掌，倘若不是那人收了一半的掌力，只怕她此刻早就身隕了。
他到現在心髒還是不受控制地跳動着，情緒根本平複不下來。
饒是知道她此刻受傷委屈，風寂雪也有些壓抑不住心中的惱火。
他伸手握住她的手腕，直接将她一只手扯下來攥住，攥得緊緊的，“為什麽胡亂沖上來，你是不怕死嗎？我平日裏有沒有警告過你，做任何事情都要冷靜思考，誰讓你這麽沖動的，你是不是把我的話全當耳旁風了？”
冷着臉的大師兄難免讓人有些害怕，尤其他真生氣的時候。
南嫣平日裏敢跟他蹬鼻子上臉，那也是因為她知道這人的底線在哪，如今這般不顧性命地沖了上去，很明顯是觸到大師兄的底線了。
“你知不知道，就你那麽點修為還不夠人家一招的，你平日裏不是最膽小怕死的嗎？遇到事情不是只會躲着嗎？”
“你今天是傻了嗎？那麽危險的情況你也敢沖上來，蘇南嫣，你以後要再敢犯這種蠢事，我就将你關思過崖半年，不到突破之日決不放你出來，我看你還敢不敢這般胡來！”
大師兄渾身上下都散發出冷冽的氣息。
他這次是真的生氣了，不是平常那種裝模作樣的氣勢，眉眼間都透着一股冷凝。
南嫣被他訓得雙眼泛起了淚光，心中有些氣悶，抿了抿唇角，垂着腦袋不肯說話，明顯一副不服氣的樣子。
風寂雪看她那模樣，就知道這臭丫頭依舊是不肯認錯的，他捏着她的手腕更緊，“你還不認錯是不是？覺得我兇你了是不是？”
南嫣嗓音有些沙啞，她擡眸看了他一眼，淚眼朦胧地顯得格外委屈，“可我那不是擔心你嗎？你都吐血了……”
大師兄聽到這話是又氣又有些無奈，他直接将人摟進懷裏，手掌用力貼在她的後背上，聲音低低在她耳邊低訓着，“嫣嫣，就算你擔心我，也不可以這麽沖動。”
“你今日是運氣好，只受了些輕傷，可往後要是再遇到這種情況，你真的有能力保住自己的小命嗎？”
他手掌用力拍着小師妹的後背，知道她今日受驚不小，于是語氣更緩和了，“我說這些不是為了罵你，而是要讓你認清一個事實，你的小命只有一條，你自己的性命最重要，這世上沒有人值得你這樣肆意妄為。”
南嫣被他老老實實抱在懷裏不能動彈，只有兩根手指輕輕絞着他的衣袖。
風寂雪說着又放開人，手掌摸着她柔順的頭發，他知道這個小師妹年紀小，很多事情都不懂。
修真界的修士雖然壽長，但大部分的時間都在修煉，很多事情都沒有經歷過。
甚至如小師妹這般年紀的姑娘，在凡間只不過是個剛及笄的小丫頭。
她到現在都沒有一個人離開宗門歷練過，更沒有經歷過那些複雜的生死決鬥，平日裏就連闖個秘境都要跟随師兄們一起，根本沒有經歷過那些真正的生死大難。
也正因為她的歷練太少，所以對自己的性命才那般無所顧忌。
但幸好他年長她許多，這些事情跟道理，他往後都可以慢慢教她。
Now, Feng Jixue could only patiently soothe her emotions.
"Yan Yan, if you really care about me and like me, you should trust me even more. Believe that even if I lose, I will lose with dignity, instead of hiding behind a woman to seek protection, and finally relying on your pain to save my life."
"How can a Feng Jixue like this be worthy of being your senior brother? How can he be able to guard and protect you in the future? You think too much of me. I won't die even if I'm injured. But you are different. Your cultivation is still too low. That palm will really take your life. Yanyan, you better behave yourself in the future and never do such stupid things again, okay?"
Feng Jixue is even thinking that after freeing her from the love snake, he can take her away from the sect and take her to various places in the cultivation world to gain experience, to help her break through the realm and consolidate her cultivation.
After hearing this, Nan Yan's anger finally dissipated, and she reached out and grabbed the collar of her senior brother's shirt.
Then he nodded and said in a muffled voice, "I know I was wrong, but I won't dare to do it again in the future, okay? At least give me some face and don't scold me in front of so many people..."
Hearing this, the eldest senior brother felt extremely helpless. He was angry but also wanted to laugh, and there was also a pain in his heart that he could not ignore.
His brows relaxed slightly, he let out a breath, and rubbed the little sister's head vigorously with his palm. He was afraid of hurting her, so he whispered after a while, "You've been crying so hard, and you're still so proud? Come on, I'll take you home to heal your wounds first.
After Feng Jixue finished speaking, he picked up the person and ignored any noise or other people behind him. He returned to his own courtyard steadily holding the person in his arms.
Nan Yan now lay obediently in her senior brother's arms, with her head resting on his shoulder and her fingers tugging at his collar. She didn't know what she was thinking of, but she subconsciously raised her eyes and glanced at Jing Wuyan who had been silent behind her.
His hands hung at his sides, and the expression on his face only became gloomy and embarrassed when Feng Jixue first pushed him away.
After that, he just stared at the two of them quietly.
Perhaps he knew that he had no right to go forward now, and he could not ignore that person's feelings and snatch her back from his lover's arms.
Jing Wuyan just watched and listened to the conversation between the two. His hands clenched tightly in his sleeves without him knowing when, and he kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking about.
When Nan Yan looked over.
The other party seemed to notice it, and raised his eyes slightly, with a deep look in his eyes, and just looked at her deeply.
Nan Yan was filled with resentment, and seeing that he dared to stare at her intently, she glared at him hatefully, then turned away angrily, treating him as an enemy.
…
On the other side, Nan Yan was carried directly to the senior brother's courtyard. Feng Jixue put the person in her arms on the bed and sat down. She looked at the blood stains on the little junior sister's face. Just clean things up.
But Feng Jixue suddenly had a soft thought in his heart, and he wanted to clean her up with his own hands.
So Nan Yan watched her eldest senior brother busying around, and then he brought a basin of warm water over, soaked a handkerchief with it, wrung it out, and carefully cleaned the stains on her face.
Nan Yan was a little uncomfortable with the sudden gentleness, thoughtfulness and understanding of her senior brother. Perhaps it was because her senior brother was a reserved and old-fashioned person, and even if he liked that girl, he was not willing to express his emotions.
Now that she was injured, he became much more considerate.
Nan Yan was still wondering whether to take advantage of the opportunity.
After her eldest senior brother cleaned the blood off her face, he felt slightly relieved to see that her complexion had finally recovered a little.
Seeing her skin as smooth as snow, soft emotions welled up in his heart. He was slightly impulsive and couldn't help but go over and kiss her. His movements were gentle and a little tender.
Then he held her in his arms and whispered, "Yanyan, let's make a bond."
Before Nan Yan could react, she heard him say:
"Your cultivation is too low. After we form a bond, I will practice with you and help you break through the foundation-building stage as soon as possible. Then I will take you out of the sect and go down the mountain to experience the human world, okay?"
The senior brother held her hand tightly.
His face flushed slightly when he said this, but his expression was serious and even his tone was very earnest.
He really wanted to help her improve her cultivation, not just think about separation.
Nan Yan was even more stunned when she heard this. After a long while, she reacted and reached out to pat her senior brother on the back, signaling him to let go quickly.
The senior brother understood what I meant and let go of my hand with a little reluctance.
Nan Yan's eyes were shining slightly. She raised her eyes and met the dark eyes of the eldest senior brother. The corners of her mouth curved, and then quickly straightened, as if she was happy in her heart but wanted to pretend to be calm. Then she grabbed his clothes and asked, pretending to be unhappy:
"Is it because I was hurt for you today that you feel guilty, so you want to compensate me like this?"
Feng Jixue held her soft fingers, and found her expression a little funny. Then he shook his head and said, "No, I have had this idea for a long time, but I am worried that you are too young. When you grow up and meet more good men, you will regret being with me."
And he had never been sure whether his feelings for her were caused by a lovesickness. But now, even if it was caused by a lovesickness, it didn't matter.
Because he found that he had been trapped in a misunderstanding all along, that is, after releasing the love pig, he was worried that his junior sister would be sad, but he was not an irresponsible person, and releasing the pig did not mean that he would leave her.
Even after the love pig is freed, he will still take care of her and love her as the most favored junior sister in the sect, and nothing will change because of the love pig.
As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yan immediately held his hand and glared at him, obviously unhappy, "Who regrets it? I like you so much, and I must have you in my life. As long as you don't annoy and bully me for no reason like you did some time ago, I will definitely not leave you."
After the younger sister said this, she suddenly threw herself into the arms of her senior brother, then hugged him and leaned back. They both fell on the bed at the same time. The older senior brother supported himself to avoid pressing her.
Although he already knew about his junior sister's feelings for him, he couldn't help but let out a smile when he heard her answer without hesitation.
Nan Yan saw him laughing and couldn't help teasing him, "Brother, how do you practice dual cultivation? When did you learn this kind of cultivation method? How come I don't know it?"
How could the senior brother not know her little thoughts? His face was slightly red, and his voice was also a little annoyed, "Yan Yan, the most important thing for a person is the heart. Dual cultivation improves cultivation. Appearance is not important to a cultivator, and sexual pleasure is secondary. If your heart cannot be improved and strengthened, no matter how much you pay attention to these external things, it will be in vain in the future..."
The words sound nice, but if his body was a little more obedient, Nan Yan might trust him more.
So Nan Yan blinked her eyes and exposed him mercilessly, "But Senior Brother, your body doesn't seem to say that."
The eldest senior brother was so shameless that he said calmly, "My heart is not yet fully cultivated, so it is normal for this to happen. Maybe there will be even more extreme things in the future..."