The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

Without saying a word, lying flat in bed, Qiao Jingmo thinks of his family and his fans who love him deeply. I think of my booming career and my expectation for a better future.

In this expectation, the most beautiful is the expectation and fantasy of love.

However, all of these are isolated by life, and they have been imprisoned here before they have time to fall in love with each other.

Qiao Jingmo's tears, after enduring for several days, finally ran down uncontrollably.

"Jing mo." Ye Feng followed in and stood by her bed, trying to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. A light call, the tone is full of self reproach mood.

Qiao Jingmo's tears are flowing, and he doesn't say anything more to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng quietly quit Qiao Jingmo's room.

After a long time, Qiao Jingmo heard the direction of the study, and suddenly came a sound of Xiao.

That Xiao Sheng is so familiar, it is his song "time"!

Memories of past events, like the tide of opening a gate, surge in.

In time, Qiao Jingmo's heart leaps in a flash with the feeling of grasping the present and cherishing what he has.

Qiao Jingmo sat up slowly.

"I stretch my hand, I can't touch the sky!

When I open my eyes, I can't see your face.

the Buddha said that we will meet in this life,

end the previous life!

Time changes, time goes by. "

Qiao Jingmo opened his lips slightly, and finally hummed his song which moved countless hearts with the sound of Xiao.

At the moment of singing, Qiao Jingmo burst into tears again.

Barefoot, out of the bedroom, into the study.

Sure enough, I saw Ye Feng standing there, playing the flute.

These days, Ye Feng is also thin, bearded, looks full of vicissitudes.

Looking at Qiao Jingmo, his eyes are full of worry, heartache and remorse.

Don't know why, Qiao Jingmo's tears, suddenly surge out, quickly walked a few steps, strode to Ye Feng's arms, tightly hugged Ye Feng.

Ye Feng trembled slightly and the sound of Xiao stopped suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Ye Feng! I'm not good. I'm embarrassing you! It's just that I'm afraid! " Qiao Jingmo holds Ye Feng and sobs.

"No! There must be a way Ye Feng raised his hand and finally gently stroked Qiao Jingmo's jade back. He whispered in a soft voice to comfort him.

Qiao Jingmo fell on Ye Feng's shoulder and cried bitterly for a long time before he finally stopped crying.

Raised a pair of cry red eyes, looked at Ye Feng, Qiao Jingmo asked: "if we have been trapped here, how to do?"

"Even if I'm stuck here all the time, I have to live well!" Ye Feng patted her jade back and said softly, but the tone was unprecedented.

"I'm starving to death!" Qiao Jingmo wiped a tear and said in frustration.

"No!" Ye Feng took Qiao Jingmo's hand, sat down on the low flat, comforted her and said, "this is a blessed place! Holy land of practice! I can teach you to meditate and practice, and gradually you will be able to reach the valley level. At that time, even if you don't eat or drink, you will be safe and sound. "

"Really?" Qiao Jingmo widened his eyes and hissed.

"Of course it's true!" Ye Feng nodded his head and continued, "look here, peach blossoms are all over the sky, and there is a wooden house made of Phoebe. It's just like a fairyland. It's obviously God's blessing to be trapped here!"

Ye Feng lightly said, I do not know is to comfort Qiao Jingmo, or he really think so.

In a word, the calmness in his tone finally made Qiao Jingmo calm down.

So far, Qiao Jingmo knows that despair is also a day, and happiness is also a day.

Ye Feng took off the Guqin on the wall, put it on the table in front of Qiao Jingmo, and said to Qiao Jingmo, "come and play a song together?"

"At this time, are you still in the mood for ensemble?" Qiao Jingmo said.

"Beautiful scenery on a beautiful day, peach blossom beauty, if there is no music of silk and bamboo, will it not fail all this?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

Qiao Jingmo finally sat down and looked at Ye Feng: "fortunately, you are a person who knows the rhythm, otherwise, don't you suffocate me?"

"It's good that you are a beautiful woman, otherwise, don't you worry about me?" Ye Feng said jokingly as he took the flute.

"Ha ha! We're not too much of a loser Qiao Jingmo finally laughed.

Jade finger gently dial, play is actually a song "Phoenix courtship"!

However, after playing it twice, Qiao Jingmo stopped, pressed the string with his right hand, and looked at Ye Feng with a smile: "you don't mind. I don't mean anything else. It's just that this song is the most familiar one!"

Ye Feng smell speech, nodded, said with a smile: "I don't mind, even if you really have other meaning, I don't mind!"

When Qiao Jingmo heard the speech, his pretty face was slightly red, but he just gave a smile. His jade finger moved gently, and the sound of the piano suddenly rose.Ye Feng closed his eyes slightly and played the flute.

A song "Phoenix courtship", was two people cooperate seamlessly.

At the end of the song, a touch of beauty flows slowly between them.

Qiao Jingmo looks up at Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng is also looking at her.

Inexplicably, Qiao Jingmo's pretty face turned red, and he quickly turned his eyes.

Suddenly, two more days passed, and it was the seventh day that they were trapped here.

There are no dog blood emergencies, no life and death parting, and no danger. There are just plain days when we are in a desperate situation.

However, in this insipid, Ye Feng has been able to live with relish.

With Qiao Jingmo, I read books and enjoy paintings, play the piano and flute, talk about the world, pick flowers and bamboos, and make a plain life rich and colorful.

Qiao Jingmo didn't fully understand until now that being in a dead end is not a hopeless situation; inner destruction is a hopeless situation.

What Ye Feng shows here is something that most modern young people can't do. This is undoubtedly a special cultivation.

Qiao Jingmo looks at Ye Feng's eyes more and more. Although his eyes are still open at the touch, he feels an emotion growing uncontrollably in his heart.

This is a kind of primitive instinctive attraction, which can also be regarded as a kind of consolation in a desperate situation.

That night, Ye Feng stood in the study, holding the jade pendant of the "master of peach blossom cave" in his hand. He looked through it again, and finally gave a dark sigh.

In the past seven days, although Ye Feng lived happily, he did not stop exploring the cave.

Almost every inch of the earth in the cave, but no trace of array can be found. Although this jade pendant looks extraordinary, it has no mechanism and can't find a way out.

To be honest, at this moment, Ye Feng also has the mind to give up.