Rain or shine

8

The hands of the clock had just passed the time for breakfast.

The small storage room is less than ten square meters, far away from the study and living room, and the most important thing is to be quiet.The camera moved slowly, and the red light flashed. Lin Bin sat in the monitoring room, watching the blue screen in front of him and the data displayed on the side.

Lyon's way of training people can be described as simple and rude. If Mo Shengling becomes his apprentice, he will definitely live a life of being beaten.Fortunately, the war is imminent, and Leon has to survey the terrain himself and recharge his batteries, so the control over him is loosened for the time being.

However, even without actual combat training, he still has a lot to learn about the Sentinel Guide.

"Can you feel it?" Cang Yexiang asked, she had solidified her mental power into tentacles, and explored in Mo Shengling's brain.

Mo Shengling shook his head. He was sitting on a bench with his back against the wall. His eyes were covered by cloth strips, and he could only see darkness.

"Lin Bin?"

"Your mental power is right," Lin Bin's voice was transmitted to her through the earphones, "I showed it clearly here, it is that child. This is really amazing, his mental power completely defends you.

"Lin Bin, he has just awakened, and he can't even control the mental waves."

"Yes, that's his talent." Lin Bin's tone was determined, a little more annoyed, "Caroline really makes me jealous, how can I find such a rare talent every time—thanks to the fact that I saw him at the beginning. When I was a child, I really thought she was kind-hearted."

"Kuranoxiang, step up your strength and suppress directly. I want to see how far he can defend."

Kuranoxiang was hesitating, but Mo Shengling said, "Go ahead."

Zuo Yaoqing nestled in the house, and used a password communicator to talk to Zuo Danyun, discussing the time when he would go back and who would be there to meet him.Simply ending the call, he began to examine the marks that modified the composition of the house hanging on the wall.

He wears glasses, and there is a large box piled up at his feet, which contains all kinds of broken copper and iron, cable fibers, broken alarm clocks, plastic bottles, small buckets of paint and fan blades.On the left hand side is a full tool box with screwdrivers, pliers and wrenches.The desk lamp was bright enough to illuminate the tabletop in front of him.

Zuo Yaoqing's ten fingers moved nimbly, and within a short time, a small mechanical doll was born, which smoothly slid under the table. Who would have thought that its raw materials came from the gears in the discarded alarm clock and the ringing of the bicycle?

He was now the Julius of science—Julius was a genius, famous for his mind and his hands.

Not long ago, he was still in the freezing period of inspiration, and there was a blank space in his mind, but now there are countless pictures flashing in front of his eyes, and the urge to design something for someone is so long-lost and so strong.His heart surged more violently, his thoughts became calmer, his breathing was steady, his spirit was condensed vigorously, the touch of his hands was almost perfect, all interference from the external state was eliminated, and time passed quickly.

The door was knocked three times.

"Sunny?" The one-word interrogative successfully brought him back to reality.

He didn't answer, didn't want to answer.

But the people outside the door insisted on calling a few more times, and continued to knock on the door: "The only guide here is you except Kuranoxiang."

So Zuo Yaoqing pulled him in, pressed against the door panel, restraining his movements.

Mo Shengling sniffled his nose, and his eyes suddenly became foggy.It was too strong and the smell in the room was too strong.There are too many kinds of smells mixed in, the fragrance of the forest in the early morning, the salty smell from the depths of the sea, the light smell of blood and the smell of opium-like perfume. He feels that he is going to suffocate, but he is actually very satisfied, unable to stop, Sucking greedily, like a drowning man tasting the living air.

"Say it." Mo Shengling has never understood Zuo Yaoqing's smile, just like now, he is clearly angry, and the smile is as natural and friendly as if saying good morning to him, "Aren't you looking for a guide?"

"Mental torture, will you? Lin Bin said, if even you can bear it, there will be no guide who can suppress me mentally."

From high to low, Zuo Yaoqing watched Mo Sheng's lips open and close.Mo Shengling is used to talking and looking directly at each other's eyes, never lying, never avoiding.

He suddenly recalled that last night after drinking for three rounds, Leon and him happened to meet outside the house, and Leon looked up to the sky mockingly, pretending to be unintentional.

"You are still young and don't understand people. You think you are the only one who is innocent and ignorant, and you are the only one who treats him kindly and kindly. Are you proud of yourself? Zuo Yaoqing, you are the most talented person I have ever seen, and the most Someone who won't be accepted as an apprentice, and that child is very different from you."

OK.Why don't you let me take a look, Zuo Yaoqing thought angrily, what's so special about you as a sentinel?

Just thinking about this, his mental power has turned into tens of thousands of sharp cones, screaming excitedly, piercing into the deep nerves of Mo Shengling's brain.

Mo Shengling groaned in pain instantly, his head buzzing like a police siren——Zuo Yaoqing's suppression was definitely much stronger than that of Cang Yexiang, and it was also much stronger.The latter is acupuncture, which pierces the skin, paralyzes the limbs, or separates flesh and blood like a professional scalpel; the former is a flexible poisonous snake, with its teeth inserted into the heart, releasing gurgling venom, without rushing to taste it, letting the venom soak through the whole body, and then Bite slowly.

Zuo Yaoqing looked down at him in cold sweat and sloppy footsteps, and couldn't help being surprised: since he was a child, he liked to see self-righteous sentries being tortured by the guide and begging for mercy. Because of his family background, the sentries he saw were much stronger than Mo Shengling.But there is only one person in front of him who can persist until now and has not fainted.

Involuntarily, he stretched out his hand to lift his chin, Mo Sheng gritted his teeth in pain, his eyes were closed tightly, and when he saw this, he struggled to lift his eyelids, beads of sweat slid down his forehead to his cheeks, condensed on his chin, and twisted again. The neck penetrates the collar.

"Zero, why did you get involved in the puddle of sewage from the sentinel guide?" He asked in a soft tone, "What did Caroline and Leon say to you, or did you say that you were born to fight and like exciting feelings?"

"I teach you language, I teach you writing, I teach you common sense, so that you know how to avoid danger, protect yourself, and live as ordinary as possible." His words were not heavy, and his voice was not raised, but it was inexplicably frightening.

"Don't impose your ideals on me, Qing." Mo Shengling took a small step forward and stretched out his arms, Zuo Yaoqing thought he wanted to push him away, but Mo Shengling hugged him, Burying her head on his chest, she hugged him forcefully, her hands tightened behind his back, and the lingering scent of relaxation and satisfaction filled her nostrils.

Sometimes, Mo Shengling would think that Zuo Yaoqing's waywardness should be brought up by others.Obviously he refused his approach, but when he compromised, he sulked like a threat again, which was unreasonable.This guy who likes to control people doesn't allow his actions to deviate from his budget.

"Qing, you are very important."

"How important is it?" Zuo Yaoqing chuckled, her mood improved a little, and she thought of teasing her.

"As important as a world." Mo Shengling replied, "So it's okay, I will protect you."

Zuo Yaoqing raised half of her eyebrows and raised the corners of her lips: "Oh?"

"Well, at that time, I will be your sentinel."

"Don't talk too much. How many people and things have you met now, and you can't figure out your emotions at all. After you have tried and experienced it, it will not be too late to boast about it after a few years."

Mo Shengling didn't answer, but Zuo Yaoqing bent over and hooked his shoulders, motioned him to approach the desk, and taught him how to play with the little robotic arm.

Are they reconciled?

Mo Shengling sat down obediently, surrounded by Zuo Yaoqing from behind.Their hands overlapped, and he could feel Zuo Yaoqing's warm breath and pleasant voice coming from his cochlea.Inadvertently looking at the side face of the person behind him resting on his shoulder, he remembered that he had promised Caroline not to say goodbye, which made Mo Shengling, who hated concealment, feel a little uncomfortable in his chest.

Sooner or later one day will understand.he thinks.When the time comes, you will never be asked to use your age as an excuse.