MTL - To Raise a Soul-~ 108.

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Readers with a V-subscription ratio of less than 50% see that the last three days of updates will be anti-theft content. It was also from that day that Yu’s grandfather spoke of the story of “powerful remnant soul”. He still didn’t know where to find a book that was ragged and painted with strange patterns, and he wanted to practice well.

It is a book that you can't read, and you can't recognize it at the time.

Perhaps Yu’s grandfather also saw that this matter could not be done. Although he still loves to read the words “powerfulness” and “cultivation”, he never persevered in the action, but only loved to tease him.

Later, Yu Yu grew up, learned the knowledge, and understood the truth. The story that I heard when I was a child has really become a story, and I have never been true.

Yu Grandpa probably discovered his thoughts. The strange stories of gods and gods gradually became less, although occasionally they would recite the old stalk of "powerful remnant soul", but because of the gathering of the two More, this stalk has not been mentioned for a long time.

When the old wooden box was opened, a ash was raised, and the baby was placed in the box. There was a wood pony, a story book that I had read, and a pile of copper coins from Yu’s age.

Yu Yu found a book that was yellow and broken from the bottom of the box, and turned it slightly eagerly, but only saw a mildew.

Books are fragile things. For so many years, no matter what you ask, the books that were already broken in the past, after being rotted by time for more than a decade, are even more broken.

The heart beats slowly and slowly, and Yu Wen smells the scent of the book. He thinks of the appearance of the grandfather’s fateful night, and the tears suddenly appear without warning, dripping on the books, fainting two Wet dots.

Really, Grandpa said it is true.

There is actually a ruin in his body, and now the raging soul is still on the door.

But Grandpa didn't tell him, but his soul is also broken.

"Staying against the sky, kinship is done..."

The kinship is exhaustive, and it is true that the kinship is broken.

He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but found that the more he wiped the more, the sadness of the painful emotions and the rise of his feelings, which made him almost breathless.

At the funeral night, he could still cry, but with the help of the cruel fate, he finally realized that the only relatives had completely left him. The rest of his life may be doomed and hopeless. Today, he can only be embarrassed. On the ground, silently twitching against a box of old things.

"Some people who are stupid will feel much slower than the average person."

In the front room, Yin Yan turned the old porcelain cup in his hand and suddenly said: "He thought that he had already passed, but in fact, there is nothing. Any small thing related to the past may make him..."

"brother?"

Yin Le worried and looked at him doubtfully. He didn't understand how he suddenly said strange things. He still had some worries about running alone in the backyard.

despair.

Yin Yan stopped and suddenly sighed, put the old porcelain tea cup on the table, took a look at Yin Le and Weng Xiping, and suddenly stood up and said: "We went to Taoist Temple."

Yin Le couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and he asked: "What are you going to do after the mountains?" Didn't they come to thank you for chasing people?

Yin Yan once again solved the clothes button and calmly answered: "Catch the pheasant."

"……what?"

I don't know how long I cried, but when Yu Yu felt that her eyes were about to be shattered by tears, a seductive fleshy smell suddenly came from the kitchen.

He stunned, and his thoughts finally pulled away from the sadness, remembering the troubles and guests sitting in the front room, wiping his eyes and face, putting the old books and patterns back into the box, turning around. Follow the taste and run towards the kitchen.

"Cough and cough!"

In the kitchen, Yin Letou was covered with chicken feathers, holding a dry wood in his hand and sitting behind the stove, clumsily stuffing the firewood into the stove, licking his nose and coughing, his face was still stained with black ash.

In front of the table next to the stove, Weng Xiping was cutting **** slices with a serious look, and there was a washed green vegetable on hand.

In front of the stove, Yin Yan back off the jacket again, facing the kitchen door, sweaters and shirt sleeves rolled up, standing in front of the pot with a handful of spatula, is cooking outside.

Yu Yu felt that the picture in front of him was very funny and unreal. He asked: "What are you doing?"

"Big... Hey, Yu Ge, are you coming, is low blood sugar better?"

Yin Le immediately looked at it when he heard the sound. He first said hello, and then he explained: "Yu Ge, we are cooking! Just big brother took me and Weng Shu went to the mountain to catch the pheasant! Here is true. Interesting, the pheasant is so stupid, actually stupid to the edge of our feet, rushing to add food to us hahaha!"

"..."

Yu Yu suddenly did not know how to answer.

Yin Yan put the last spoonful of chicken on the plate, put down the spatula and turned to the front of Yu, bent over and grabbed one of his hands, and put the plate on it, saying: "Take the front to the front, put the tableware on."

The plate is very large, and the potatoes inside are so hot that they are sharp and very heavy.

Yu Yu reflexively stretched out the other hand to hold the plate in Yin Yan's hand, smelling the smell of chicken, looking at the heat from the chicken and the Yin Yan, the brain seemed to have 10,000 pheasants screaming. Flying over, he asked: "You... will cook?" Will you use the soil stove in the countryside?

Yin Yan did not answer, only the corner of his mouth faintly up.

"My brother will certainly cook. When he went abroad to study abroad, he lived outside for several years and practiced a superb cooking skill!" Yin Le saw the needle, exaggeratedly told his own brother a good word, and wit out the big brother. It was this time to learn the cooking skills in order to please Hanya.

However, thinking of this, he has some doubts. Han Ya is a woman who pursues "style" and loves western food. Therefore, the big brother mainly learns western food. He usually does not touch Chinese food. He did not expect to have a shot today. The Chinese food is actually better than the western food. Great!

Yu Yu feels that the younger brother of this "dead" seems to be too enthusiastic about himself. In his heart, he once again made a guilty conscience instead of "Yin Yan". He laughed and said that it was a reconciliation, and he quickly took the dish forward. The house has gone.

There is no food in the kitchen. Fortunately, there is a small vegetable garden outside the backyard. There are some winter vegetables, plus the pheasant that is delivered to the door. A simple lunch with a vegetarian meal is ready.

The fragrant potatoes are roast chicken, the refreshing and pleasant fried cabbage, the appetizing palatable hot and sour cabbage, the good-looking tomato and egg soup, and a dish of farm-made pickles. Although the dishes are small, they are full of weight and are very tasty.

Yin Le’s mouthful of oily eyes completely disappeared from the image of the young master. After eating, he did not forget the big brother who cooked his own hard work. He said, “Brother, this cooking is getting better and better. I still want to eat rabbit meat. Let's go to the mountains and catch the hare in the afternoon."

"Go and wipe your face."

Yin Yan did not respond to his request, but looked at Yu Yu, who was always silent on his side, and asked: "Is it full?"

Yu Yu, who had not eaten a meal so long after being so busy, was asked a moment, nodded, shook his head, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him and walking quickly toward the backyard.

"Ok???"

In the eyes of Yin Le, the light of the gossip flashed.

Weng Xiping consciously got up and began to clean up the dishes.

Turning the door closed, Yu Yu turned to face Yin Yan, the fingers hanging on his side were tight, and he took a deep breath and asked: "You said that you are the soul of my body, what evidence can be proved? ?"

Yin Yan moved the arm that had just been smashed by him and replied: "My consciousness is not clear when you are in your body, sometimes there is no, so there are not many things to remember."

"You fell from the bed when you were three years old. When you were six years old, you were crossing the road in the back mountain. When you were eight years old, you last wetbed, and when you were six, the first dream was -"

"stop and stop! I believe in you, don't say it, don't say that word!"

Yu Yu disguised the serious calming down, the ear was reddened by embarrassment, and the last trace of unforgettable in my heart completely dispersed, and continued to ask: "Why are you in my body? Why is my soul not complete?" ?"

Yin Yan looked at him quietly and did not answer.

Quiet for a few seconds, Yu Yu suddenly understood what he meant and asked: "This question can not be answered?"

Yin Yan gave the reaction this time and nodded lightly.

"……"Ok.

Yu Yu slightly downcast his shoulders and asked a question: "Then you are looking for me now, what do you want to do?"

"save you."

Yin Yan replied, taking out a household registration book from the coat pocket and adding: "It is also self-help, you and my destiny are connected, and the same life is dead, Yu Yu, live, don't give up."

[Live, live well. 】

Suddenly flashed through the words that Grandpa once said, Yu Yu lived, some doubts.

Strange, how grandfather and this Yin Yan would ask him to live so seriously, as if he didn't want to live, and...

"What do you do with your account?"

This time Yu Yu finally did not worry, immediately found the tool and handed it over.

Yin Yan took over the tools and simply cut the broken wood into several sections. The whole process was cut across the board and the posture was relaxed, as if he was not cutting wood, but a piece of tofu.

Yu Yu’s eyes were slightly wide, and I didn’t expect that the Yin Yan’s strength, which looks like a sick and weak son, was so big, and it was so easy to cut wood.

In contrast, the effort to chop the firewood a few days ago seems to be a fool.

Cut the broken wood into the appropriate length, Yin Yan observed the planing knife and began to plan the wood.

The bark and sawdust flew together, and the broken wood slowly changed its appearance. It seemed to be just a blink of an eye. A new wooden wedge appeared in Yin Yan’s hands.

Yu Yu almost wants to applaud him.

Put the new wooden wedges in place, Yin Yan put down the tool and lift the door panel again, fix the door panel on the door frame, and look at the side of the door: "Hold the handle."

"Ah? Oh."

Yu Yu promptly retracted the hand ready to close the applause, turned off the toolbox and stepped over, and reached out to the door.

When I was squatting, I didn’t think it was close to standing and comparing, only to find that Yin Yan was really high. And from the bottom up, Yin Yan's five senses are still good to see can not be picky.

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world? It is clear that the five senses are no better than other people who look good, but it is good-looking. When you raise your hand and bow your head, just do something to make people look at it.

this is not right.

Yu Yu faintly felt that he was a little bit wrong. The various reactions were like evil. But when he was close to the other party, the warmth of the other person’s faintness made him unable to concentrate on thinking about what was wrong.

"Help here."

The back of the hand suddenly warmed up, and the white palm that he had just stared at for a long time covered it, gently grasped his hand, moved his hand to the upper part of the door frame, fixed it tightly, and then naturally moved incomparably opened.

The other hand's hand is very pale, very slender, very nice, and it seems that it should have a cool temperature, but after actually touching it, it is found that the other hand's hand is very warm, so that he almost couldn't control the past.

After Yin Yan wraps around the door panel, he uses nails to fix the loose door panel joint.

Yu Yu looked at the door panel with familiar old lines in front of him, and the line of sight swept the traces of yellow paper on the top, and suddenly took a step back.