C1080 Doubt
C1080 Doubt
Yang Bo looked at his mother, dumbstruck. He didn't know how to reply.
Lin Lin laughed as she left the place, Luo Yaohua sat at the side, he could not hold back and laughed out loud, he slapped his thigh and said, "Why would I say that, I'll bring you to take care of your health, you're not happy yet, I even advised you, go, I'll take you out tonight!"
Yang Bo stared at Luo Yaohua, "I think you are too bored, you still have things to do tonight, aren't you going to rest now?"
Luo Yaohua was startled, then reacted, "I remember, you do have matters to attend to tonight, you have a party to hold, hehe, there must be many pretty girls coming over tonight."
Yang Bo looked at Luo Yaohua, and frowned slightly, "Beautiful lady? How can there be a beautiful girl? "
Yang Bo was startled, he remembered clearly that when he sent out the invitation, he did not give it to any lady. Furthermore, he did not know any lady in Dijing, and the only person he knew was Sun Qianyun.
Luo Yaohua laughed, but did not explain.
Everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest, but Yang Bo laid down to sleep for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep at all. This time's incident made him feel a little nervous, he had merely followed Tsukahara Jiro for a short while, but who would have thought that he would encounter such a thing?
After pondering for a long time, Yang Bo was still unable to come up with an answer. He walked out and knocked on Yan Ruyu's door.
Yan Ruyu opened the door and looked at Yang Bo, "What are you looking for me for?"
"I want to talk to you." Yang Bo said.
Yan Ruyu frowned, she moved to the side a little, then turned and walked back.
Yang Bo followed his in. Yan Ruyu's room had a faint fragrance, which made people feel very comfortable. Yang Bo sat down and looked at the teacup on the table.
Yang Bo was helpless, he extended his hand and picked up the teacup, pouring two cups of tea, and placed them in front of the two of them. He hesitated a little, and then said: "In the past when reading martial arts novels, someone would ask a very childish question, when walking in the martial arts world, would they ask Senior, where is the martial arts world?"
Then, Yang Bo looked at Yan Ruyu, "The reason why I'm looking for you, is also because I want to ask you a question that's about the same. Why do I feel like there's a huge gulf between us?
Yan Ruyu looked at Yang Bo and slightly frowned, as if she was also thinking about the question Yang Bo had posed. After pondering for a long while, she finally spoke, "Because what you have done is only a matter of time in the mortal world. You chase after money and power, and at the same time, you also want to enjoy love.
Yang Bo opened his eyes wide, and raised his head to look at Yan Ruyu, "The Great Way of Life? Since ancient times, how many people had become immortal? Is it really possible? "
Yan Ruyu lowered her head and did not speak for a long time.
Yang Bo looked at Yan Ruyu, and he sighed lightly, "Last night, before you came, Tsukahara Jiro stopped me. In my opinion, he had the strength to kill me, but he did not make a move. Also, the Butcher Qin is your cousin. He is so brutal, even to the point of eating human flesh.
Yan Ruyu's face looked somewhat conflicted. She glanced at Yang Bo and said: "Perhaps to Tsukahara Jiro, you are just a passerby. To me, Butcher Qin is also a passerby!"
Yang Bo's eyes immediately widened as he stared at Yan Ruyu and felt the aura coming from his body. Yang Bo knew that Yan Ruyu's realm was much higher than his, but this time, Yan Ruyu did not conceal her aura, and it was the first time Yang Bo had felt such an immense feeling;
Yang Bo opened his eyes wide. Not only was this a problem with his cultivation level, it was also a problem that Yan Ruyu would very likely break through very soon. At that time, the difference between them would be impossible to calculate!
No wonder Yan Ruyu said those words so easily. To her, the Butcher Qin was just a passerby!
As long as Yan Ruyu broke through a level, his lifespan would reach 300 years, and his Butcher Qin's lifespan was only a hundred years, even if he endured it, he would still die!
All of a sudden, Yang Bo was a little dejected, he had trained hard to get here, but he never expected that in the eyes of others, he was just a passerby.
Seeing Yang Bo suddenly fall silent, as if his entire person had become depressed, Yan Ruyu was momentarily at a loss on what to do. She looked at Yang Bo, feeling a little helpless, and after thinking for a long while, she finally consoled him: "Actually, everyone doesn't want to take action, it's also because everyone cares more about their lives!"
Yang Bo raised his head to look at Yan Ruyu, "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. I will still go and prepare.
"I won't go." Yan Ruyu refused.
Yang Bo nodded his head, and did not try to persuade his, he drank a mouthful of tea and turned to leave.
Walking out the door, the fragrance at the tip of her nose had disappeared. Yang Bo turned around and saw Yan Ruyu wearing a white dress, looking as clear as a painting.
"Bo, you woke up so quickly. Come and help me quickly, I want to make dumplings for you to eat!" Lin Lin walked out, and as she raised her head to see Yang Bo, she asked.
Yang Bo saw that his mother's hands were covered in flour, and immediately said: "Mom, you don't need to make dumplings for lunch, it's so troublesome! Furthermore, they are all resting. They might not even be able to wake up in the afternoon! "
Lin Lin shook his head: "It's fine, I just want to make some dumplings for you!"
Yang Bo followed her mother into the kitchen. The nanny was there too, so she quickly replied, "I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Lin Lin waved her hand, "It's enough for us to do it ourselves, in all these years, our mother has never wrapped dumplings together with us."
As Lin Lin spoke, she looked a little sad. Yang Bo looked at her mother's smile and was stunned. This was his life! Even if she lived in the mortal world, so what if she lived a hundred years less?
Yang Bo suddenly felt that his bottleneck had become a little loose, as if he could enter the Meditation Stage if he wanted to, but Yang Bo did not go back to cultivate. He found a chair to sit down, picked up a rolling pin from the table and started rolling the dumplings on it, Lin Lin sat by his side with a smile on her face as she wrapped the dumplings around him, and said: "Actually, I wish that you could return to how you were when you were young, three years old, five or six years old, or even seven years old.
Yang Bo's dumpling skin was rolled around in an uneven manner. Lin Lin nagged at him from the side, "If you want to eat more, then you aren't a child anymore!"
Yang Bo looked at Lin Lin innocently, "You just said you wanted me to go back to my childhood."
— — The content is from [Mick Read]