Chapter 663: lonely

Chapter 663: Solitude
Listening to the long-term words, Chen Hao fell silent, his eyes gradually showing reluctance. To say it is willing, it must be false. Long-term has a special meaning for Chen Hao. Although the two have not been in contact for a long time, in Chen Hao's heart, he has already regarded Long-term as his own father.
Now that his father is going to travel a long distance suddenly, how can Chen Hao not feel sad?
"Master, then...then you must be well, pay more attention to safety on the road! The disciple is here waiting for you to come back!" Chen Hao lowered his head and said softly.
Seeing the loss of the other party, my heart trembled in the long run.
It was a little choked.
He wanted to comfort each other out loud, but when he thought of his purpose, he swallowed abruptly. Finally, he stood with his hand in his hand, and said lightly: "Well, during the time when the teacher is away, you must practice hard and don't let the slightest slack. Remember, in the half month since you left for the teacher, you You must be proficient in the martial arts and techniques taught to your teacher every day. If you have the slightest slack, you will be punished when you come back for the teacher!"
"Yes!"
Chen Hao nodded vigorously, remembering the long-term words in his heart.
"Yeah." Without saying anything in the long run, he turned around and left.
And the moment he turned around, Chen Hao directly plopped behind him, fell to his knees, and slowly knocked a few heads towards the long-term.
When I raised my head, tears were already streaming down my face.
For some reason, at this moment, Chen Hao's heart was empty, with an uncontrollable sadness. But where did this grief come from, Chen Hao himself couldn't tell.
A long-term meal.
After gritting his teeth, he finally resisted the urge to turn around.
His eyes were also full of tears.
How can he not know what Chen Hao is doing now? It's just that he couldn't turn around. The fierceness in his heart quickly covered his grief, and then he took a deep breath, the soles of his feet accelerated, and quickly disappeared into the distance.
Soon, Chen Hao was the only one left in the huge forest, kneeling down on the ground.
He raised his head and slowly glanced around.
The scenery is still the same, but when I look at it again, the forest is not as beautiful as it was before.
Chen Hao sighed, slowly got up from the ground, and then walked into the cave.
"I can no longer be sad!"
"The master is just going away, and I will be back soon. I must not slack off! You must step into the eighth-level martial artist before the master returns, and then give the master a surprise!"
"Yes, just do it!"
Chen Hao quickly smoothed the sadness in his heart.
He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and soon entered the cultivation.
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Cultivation is boring and tedious.
Especially when you are cultivating alone in the deep mountains and old forests, but there is not even a speaker next to you, the taste is even more boring and boring.
However, Chen Hao was sitting all afternoon.
Poor life experience and the desire to surprise in the long run constantly urged Chen Hao to become stronger. In this belief, Chen Hao also slowly forgot time.
Until the sun goes down, the night sky is full of stars.
"Guru... Guru..."
A strange noise came from Chen Hao's stomach.
He opened his eyes and touched his stomach, a wry smile appeared in his eyes.
"Master, I'm hungry! What shall we eat tonight?" Chen Hao turned his head subconsciously.
However, it was the empty cave behind him and the lonely echo that answered him. The gentle and stern master of the past did not answer half of his word, and then Chen Hao understood...
The master is really gone.
"Hey!" Chen Hao sighed and slowly got up from the ground.
He walked slowly outside.
In the past, in the long run, he might still find a way to catch two pheasants and hares, and make something delicious for the long run. But now, he has completely lost this desire, and he just picked two fruits from the tree and put them in his mouth, even if he had to deal with a dinner.
After dinner, Chen Hao sat alone by the lake.
Neither practice nor sleep.
Just a daze.
Suddenly, "Plop"!
A golden fish jumped out of the lake. Chen Hao was ecstatic, reached out his hand and grabbed the fish, dancing with joy: "Master, look! The golden fish! It's so big! I have never seen it." Over such a big fish!"
Chen Hao laughed happily.
After laughing for a while, he just sat down dejectedly.
With a loose hand, he put the fish back.
"It's only one day, how come it's like a year... there are fourteen days left!" Chen Hao sighed, resting his cheeks in both hands, feeling dazed.
After spending a while, Chen Hao turned and went back to the cave to rest.
In the next few days, Chen Hao lived alone, spending almost the day in cultivation. At night, he would run to the waterfall alone, listening to the sound of the waterfall alone in a daze.
He will remember how he used to be around for a long time, guiding his own practice.
Sometimes he would laugh out of a sudden.
Sometimes I cried out inexplicably.
Chen Hao told himself not to cry. The master didn't like crying men, but sometimes this feeling was just uncontrollable. The more Chen Hao told himself not to cry, the more he cried.
Chen Hao once thought that after becoming a warrior, a person would become strong. But later he discovered that even if he became a warrior, a person would not become strong.
At least it looks strong on the surface...
But the heart is still extremely fragile.
Chen Hao didn't understand at first, but only later thought about it. It turned out that this fragility was called loneliness. Even the most powerful person can't seem to stand alone.
...
Chen Hao simply lived next to the waterfall and could only fall asleep listening to the sound of the waterfall.
The following days were very plain.
He probably does three things every day.
Eat, practice, and be in a daze.
But the time spent in a daze is longer than practicing.
But Chen Hao remembers one thing every day, that is, eating a bodhi fruit, which is also what Chen Hao is most excited about every day. Especially seeing the fruit on the Bodhi tree dwindling day by day, Chen Hao couldn't express his joy.
"There are five more fruits, the master will be back in about five days!"
After eating a fruit, Chen Hao counted the remaining bodhi fruit on the tree, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared.
But at this moment...
"Pouch"!
A sound of breaking through the sky suddenly whizzed past, with a sharp killing intent, and instantly pierced Chen Hao's back.
This killing intent was extremely cold, and Chen Hao's back suddenly dripped with cold sweat.
He exclaimed, and took a step back, avoiding the attack dangerously and dangerously.
"who is it?"
Chen Hao frowned and looked at the direction of the attack coldly.
However, after only hearing the sound of "Shusha" footsteps, the man hurriedly left the cave and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Chen Hao walked to the cave and sensed the surroundings with his breath. After confirming that the person had left, he returned to the cave.