September 21.

Xiaolin sat on the bed, her hands tightly protecting her knees, her lips trembling, as if it was very cold.

But in fact, her body was wrapped in two thick quilts, and the door of the wooden house was also tightly closed, and a trace of cold wind could not penetrate.

What's more, it's September and it's not yet late autumn. In addition, the mountains are full of sunshine, so the temperature is not low.

But she still looked weak and endured the cold.

Su Weiyun stood at the door and couldn't help saying, "If you really can't stand it, you might as well fight me like you did a few days ago, and maybe you can release some more pain."

Xiaolin gritted her teeth, shook her head and said, "No, no...I can stand it."

Su Weiyun said: "Okay, do your best."

Xiaolin said "um" softly, and the room fell silent.

Su Weiyun always looked at Xiaolin silently, but Xiaolin always held her knees and lowered her head without saying a word.

About half an hour passed.

Xiaolin suddenly raised her head, squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, I feel that the terrible cold is gradually getting farther away from me."

Su Weiyun also smiled and said, "That's good. In the past few days, your pain time has been shorter and shorter. I guess it is because the grass addiction has gradually faded."

Xiaolin took a big sip of water, then shrank her body at the corner of the bed, nodding cautiously.

Su Weiyun said: "I have heard that if you don't eat this kind of grass addiction, you can gradually get rid of its constraints after a period of time. It seems that you are not far from that day."

——This kind of addiction to grass poison has both physical dependence and spiritual stimulation. Fortunately, as long as you persist for a certain period of time, the body will gradually excrete toxins and reduce addiction.

——However, it is almost impossible for people who have "eat grass" to survive that painful time with their perseverance and will.

Xiaolin said: "I probably eat very little, and the werewolves took advantage of the fact that I didn't know the truth and tricked me into eating with them."

Su Weiyun smiled and said, "You should know next time that you should not eat strangers' things."

"Didn't I just drink the water you called me?"

Xiaolin rarely showed a smile from the bottom of her heart on her pale and weak face, and said, "I'd better sit up, otherwise this would always happen. When others saw her, they would think you did something to force me."

She wanted to make a joke, but as she said that, her face turned red first.

Su Weiyun said: "Where will anyone come here..."

Before he could finish his words, a somewhat anxious voice came from outside the door.

"Brother Su, are you in the house?"

Su Weiyun opened the door and looked at it. It turned out that Zhu Yun was coughing and walking quickly.

"Brother Zhu, what happened?"

Zhu Yun said anxiously: "The Son of God is gone, he escapes."

Su Weiyun was slightly shocked and asked, "How could he not see him? Have you asked him to leave the house?"

Zhu Yun blamed himself: "He had a previous addiction to grass, so I naturally blocked him in the door so that he could not find hemp to eat."

Su Weiyun said: "That's what it should be."

Zhu Yun said: "But...but...but later I saw that he gradually felt less uncomfortable, so I thanked me repeatedly, saying that I made him feel the meaning of life again."

Su Weiyun frowned and said, "So you relaxed your vigilance?"

Zhu Yun shook his head and said, "Of course not, but I saw him sweating heavily, so I planned to make some water for him. Unexpectedly, when I went back, the house was empty and he was gone!"

"You didn't click on his acupoint?"

Zhu Yun finally calmed down slowly, took a breath and said, "The terrible thing is here. When I left, I clearly pointed out his three acupoints of "Fu Tu", "Yinmen", and "Chengshan"!"

Su Weiyun said: "He can't grow wings and fly away by himself, so someone else must have saved him."

Zhu Yun said: "I thought you might have taken him away, so I hurried to take a look, but now it seems that it is the hands of the group of wolves!"

Su Weiyun shook her head and said, "I thought it was not. Although the wolf has lost itself, their faith and piety are true. Since they have agreed under the sun: after one month, they will not go back on their word."

Zhu Yun said: "It's not them? Who else can it be?"

Su Weiyun said slowly: "Lan Lan!"

......

Blue Lan!

Su Weiyun actually thought that the person who saved the Son of God would be Lan Lan.

Zhu Yun was shocked and said, "How could it be her?"

Su Weiyun asked back, "Why can't it? Since she can eat grass, she can do anything!"

Zhu Yun said: "Do you think it was Lan Lan who saved the Son of God? No, she wouldn't be such a person."

Su Weiyun said: "She may not have been the case before, but after eating grass, she has changed and has become another person."

Zhu Yun was skeptical, still a little doubtful, and asked: "That kind of macaque is really that scary. Can a person change his temperament and lose himself?"

Su Weiyun said: "It's even better than it is!"

Zhu Yun wanted to say something else, but Xiao Lin sat on the bed suddenly said: "Yes, Su Weiyun said it well! I can prove that that kind of ermea can indeed do this!"

Su Weiyun said seriously: "I even suspect that she suddenly proposed to use hostage exchange as a condition, and it was the devil instigated her to do this."

Zhu Yun said: "But she...didn't she do this just to get to know the wolf, get close to the wolf, and transform the wolf?"

Su Weiyun suddenly asked for no reason: "Do you still remember Lao Lang Bu Zhan?"

Zhu Yun showed a trace of reminiscence and said, "I still remember that when I was young, I often saw him. He always held a dry tobacco pole in his hand, and I had never seen him put it down."

Su Weiyun sneered: "Of course he would say that it was his weapon, and he would never let it go."

Zhu Yun's eyes lit up and said, "Yes, I asked him, that's what he said."

Su Weiyun said: "That's just the reason he found for himself."

"There are more than a thousand weapons in the world. How can I really not put a cigarette pole? I used to practice swords, but now Isn't it a sword in my hands?"

Zhu Yun forced a smile and said, "Maybe it's just because he likes the 'light and dry' smell."

Tambaku is the name of tobacco.

Su Weiyun said: "I used to be a chef, a very good chef. I can cook all kinds of dishes. There is a very special dish called 'Qinglong Going to the Sea'. I have to cook it every three or five days. It is not only delicious, but also has the effect of clearing fire."

Zhu Yun didn't understand why he came here.

Su Weiyun continued: "But since I was chased by someone a few months ago, I have probably not eaten that dish for about four months."

Zhu Yun said: "What's the matter?"

Su Weiyun said lightly: "And then I don't feel so uncomfortable, but if you ask Bu Zhan to stop smoking "Dan Baku" for four months?"

Zhu Yun couldn't speak at all.

After a while, Zhu Yun said again: "I... cough cough cough... I remember he even said that he smoked because he was bored and needed to pass the time when he was bored."

Su Weiyun said: "Have you ever been bored?"

Zhu Yun said: "Of course there is."

Su Weiyun said: "Of course you won't suck when you are bored. But if you don't suck, will you feel uneasy, indifference, and can't beat anything you do?"

Zhu Yun said: "It seems...it doesn't seem to be possible."

"But as one of my father's most capable subordinates, he must be under a lot of pressure. He probably needs to use this method to relieve the pressure."

Su Weiyun interrupted him and said, "As far as I know, Liu Changjie is one of the leaders of the Qinglong Association. He wants to solve the case and uphold justice. He runs all over the world all day long. Once he relaxes, it will be extremely important. But Bu Zhan is in Langshan, and he has no external enemies and few internal troubles. The pressure should not be as great as him."

"But Liu Changjie never relies on holding a dry tobacco pole in his hand to relieve stress. Everyone in the world needs to survive, and everyone is under great pressure. How can you just say that you can't stand it the most?"

Zhu Yun could no longer laugh, and he understood what Su Weiyun wanted to tell him.

Su Weiyun stared at Zhu Yun's eyes and said seriously: "So I said that the so-called 'weapons', 'hobbies', 'boring', and 'pressure' are just excuses that Bu Zhan found for himself."

"He just doesn't want to admit that he's addicted. He doesn't want to admit that he's lost some control over himself!"

Zhu Yun said: "Do you want to say that the reasons Lan Lan said are also excuses she tried every means to find for herself?"

Su Weiyun said: "Yes."

Zhu Yun said: "But those reasons are indeed so reasonable!"

"If you ask her now why she wanted to save the Son of God, she will definitely find you a reasonable reason immediately, and maybe even more than one!"
Chapter completed!