For several days in a row, Xiaobai spent his time in such a soulless life, and the novel things around him could not arouse his interest at all. He was no longer the one who had to catch and study all new things in the fairy world.

Xiaobai. The careful care of the woman who is called his sister-in-law, and the concern of the man who is called his eldest brother make him feel irritated in a daze and at the same time smell a hint of warmth. But what is the use of these cares, except for increasing

His worries about emotions and desires have no effect whatsoever.

What made him even more uneasy was that he clearly knew who he was, but occasionally when he heard them calling "Lu Chen", he would unconsciously raise his eyelids. Could it be that something about this body was disturbing him?

When Lu Ming brought back a pile of painting tools, various works of different sizes, semi-finished products and canvases, Xiaobai saw the familiar picture in the pile of things. Although he could not see the painting

What is it, but there is always a familiar feeling deep in his heart. This may be the only thing that has a slight connection with the fairy world when he comes to this strange world. He has almost exhausted the only thing he can mention.

The spirit took the painting.

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When Xiuqiao opened the door with bags of all sizes, she was surprised. On the balcony connected to the living room, Lu Chen was lying in front of his drawing board, holding a brush and painting with concentration. Although he could not see

What is the painting? But this may be a good sign. Is his spirit much better and he can paint again? No matter whether the work sells or not, at least his mental state is better than anything else. I have not spoken for so many days.

He was silent, which made her worried.

"Xiaochen..." Xiuqiao was about to speak when she seemed to suddenly think of something. She swallowed the rest of her words. Then she walked into the kitchen softly.

When Xiuqiao told Lu Ming about Lu Chen's actions during the day before going to bed, Lu Ming was relieved a lot, but then he had a headache. He originally thought that his brother was drawing these weird things all day long.

Things are mentally disturbed. Although I can pick up the pen again now, it doesn't seem to be a good start.

Lu Ming was at a loss for what to do. He was good at construction site work, but he knew nothing about art. Let alone art, he hadn't even finished elementary school.

A week later, an elderly couple came to Lu Ming's home. As soon as they met, the old woman with white hair hugged Xiao Bai and burst into tears, while the old man with also white hair just kept sighing.

The dry tobacco in my hand kept clicking.

Xiao Bai looked at the couple with curiosity. He knew that these two people seemed to be the parents of the guy named "Lu Chen". The old couple were out-and-out farmers. Their dark skin and calluses on their hands recorded their faces.

Working with his back turned to the sky, the old man didn't talk much. He just liked to smoke cigarettes and drink old wine. Somehow, something was touched in his heart. This was not an emotion that a dragon should have. In the fairy world, the seven emotions and six desires are the biggest obstacles to cultivation.

But at this time...

In a daze, he thought of his father, the Dragon King who played an important role in the fairy world. He was an aloof old man who was not good at words. His eyes were moistened unconsciously. He knew that the life span of mortals was very short, short.

The short period of training in his world may have ended. I don't know if I will ever see my father again in this mortal body.

I don’t know what my father is doing at this time, whether he will be looking for him everywhere because of his disappearance. And the eldest brother and second brother who have always taken care of him! And the stern Crane Master, and the man who has been following him all day long.

The girl behind my butt, and...

He couldn't sleep that night. His soul that had been almost dead for so long had some life, and his almost numb brain began to function a little bit. His thoughts flew to the distant starry sky. He sat on the bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He really didn't dare

Imagine, are you really willing to accept this body in the future?

For several days, the old woman kept sighing and secretly wiping tears from time to time. This was because her youngest son seemed to have a real mental problem. He would either sit in a daze or walk around irritably for no reason.

He would also paint on the balcony by himself with a paintbrush. Moreover, his eldest son and daughter-in-law are also very busy at work. Recently, we have been discussing whether to send Lu Chen to a mental hospital for treatment. Now it seems that it is really good.

It's necessary. Stay at home, just in case anything happens. If you are sick, you need to be treated no matter what.

In the end, everyone agreed to send Lu Chen to a mental hospital for treatment, but Lu Ming still couldn't make up his mind. He really didn't believe that his brother had this disease. He kept saying "Let's see again! Let's see again." In the past, he also believed in himself

His younger brother scolded him more than once for his decadent life, but he hated iron in his heart. Although he repeatedly said that he would not care about him anymore, at the end of each month, he would still send some money and gifts to his younger brother.

But this time it really frightened him. His younger brother was still only twenty-five years old, had not yet married, and had no partner. If he was really crazy, his life would be over. The old couple would not be able to bear it.

On this day, Lu Ming, who had not yet gone out, suddenly heard a terrifying sound coming from Xiaobai's house. He quickly came to the door of Lu Chen's bedroom, opened the door, and was surprised to see the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him.

Brother, I feel sad inside.
Chapter completed!