Reborn Trainer

Before Jing Yun could make a sound, Qi Sheng burst into tears first.He has grown up so old that he hasn't spoken to the patriarch, let alone talking, even looking at him from a distance can scare the shit out of him. Naturally, he has never enjoyed the treatment of the patriarch being so close to him and talking so loudly.

The adults watching on both sides suddenly laughed out loud. No one would be as knowledgeable as a child, and Long Ling didn't think that a child would run into him if he cried.It's just that the mind of teaching was obviously disturbed, he frowned slightly and withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "Come with me."

Jing Yun knew that this was calling himself, so he had to get off the wooden bench, and seeing that Qi Sheng was still crying, he went back to the tent and touched a handful of goat milk candies, peeled off one and stuffed it into his small mouth, and put the rest Stuffed them all into the opponent's pocket, and then chased after Long Ling who had gone far.

The grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, and the blue sky is like washing.The wind blew the boy's robe, his black hair was wrapped around his ears, his face that hadn't fully grown showed a bit immature and mature.Long Ling frowned habitually, holding the bow in one hand and the arrow in the other, narrowing his eyes slightly, slowing down as if even the wind couldn't bear to disturb him.

whoosh-

The arrow left the string, this time it could not be more accurate, the tip of the arrow forcefully settled into the center of the target in the distance, like a command, the young men who were ready to go behind Long Ling immediately rushed out cheering.

The entourage brought the horse for Long Ling, and without help, Long Ling put the bow and arrow behind his back, pulled the rein with one hand, and turned onto the horse's back with a slight force.

Applause erupted from all around, Jing Yun looked at him and couldn't help but smile.

Long Ling's eyes fell on his face, "Not going?"

Jing Yun nodded, "Go." Then he turned his head to look around, and a follower brought another maroon pony and helped him to sit on it.

Long Ling snorted. After all, he was a 13-year-old half-grown kid. He was a bit showy, and without waiting for Jing Yun to follow, he lightly kicked the stirrup with his riding boots: "Drive!"

A woman shouted from a distance: "Yun'er! Be careful! Take care of the patriarch!"

Jing Yun promised, pulled the rein skillfully, and quickly chased after him.

The young lads rushed into the edge of the woods and started hunting. The green grass covered the hooves of the horses, and the whole forest exuded a fresh grass fragrance.

Long Ling took his time and came to the end. The patriarch was not included in the contestants, he just came to join in the fun.

Jing Yun followed behind him, feeling at ease just looking at the other person's back. He was in a good mood and couldn't help humming a ditty.

Long Ling turned to look at him.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah." Jing Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and there was a light and soft breath on his childish face.

Long Ling felt weird, so he stopped his horse and turned to look at Jing Yun seriously for a while.

"What dream did you have last night?"

"kindness?"

"Hold me as soon as you open your eyes and don't let go."

"Oh..." Jing Yun coughed dryly, and rolled his dark eyes, "I dreamed that you all don't want me anymore, grandma, papa and rhubarb."

Rhubarb is a puppy that Jing Yun raised when he was young, and Long Ling has seen it several times.

"There's also Asheng, and... the patriarch." Jing Yun pursed his lips unnaturally when he said this.

Long Ling raised his eyebrows, "No wonder."

He urged the horse to go forward again, took down the bow and arrow and held it in his hand, looking at the plants and trees in the woods vigilantly, but the words in his mouth were very leisurely, "It turns out that Timo would cry, I knew I wouldn't let him cry." You take that name."

"That won't work." Jing Yun followed him, "It's all because of this name that I..."

whoosh-

Long Ling suddenly released an arrow, and the tip of the arrow firmly fixed a wild rabbit.

Long Ling laughed, the appearance of the young man with red lips and white teeth moved Jing Yun's heart for a while, he quickly turned away and praised: "The patriarch is good at archery."

Long Ling handed him the arrow, "Try it too." Then he asked: "How about relying on this name?"

This brings the topic back up again.Jing Yun licked the corner of his mouth, and set the arrow skillfully, "When I think of Timo, I will think of the high hopes placed by the patriarch, so that I can live up to the painstaking efforts of the patriarch."

Long Ling showed an expression of impatience. Jing Yun knew that he was most annoyed by people saying this kind of official tone, and it was funny in his heart, but his eyes suddenly froze.

Not far away, the bushes moved slightly, and when Long Ling turned his head, the arrow had already been released by his side, but the aim was slightly off, and it passed by the pheasant that had just emerged, and landed in the mud.

Fluttering for a while, the pheasant left a few feathers behind and rushed into the woods without a trace.

Jing Yun was expressionless, and lowered his head and moved his shoulders.This small body is not strong enough, otherwise the arrow should have hit.

Long Ling was a little surprised, "When did you learn archery?"

Jing Yun lied, "I secretly learned it while watching others practice arrows, but I really can't do it if I don't practice it myself."

"If you want to learn, just ask the elder to find you a master. Why do you need to be sneaky?" Long Ling took back the bow and arrow, "Anyway, you are also a descendant of priests. When your father leaves office, you will be the new priest, understand?"

Jing Yun hummed, and followed him slowly on a pony.

Long Ling habitually began to preach again: "It is reasonable for the elder to let you stay with me since childhood. You can learn a little more from me. What can you learn from your father and mother? Your father picked up The burden of the previous priest, although the Jing family is the priest of the dragon clan for generations, has no ability to be a priest since 200 years ago, and now they can't even gain the respect of the tribe, so they only preside over some sacrificial offerings on weekdays Activities, for the sake of being priests from generation to generation, there is no shortage of money and tributes, but tell me, whose food is not grown with hard work, and who is willing to give it away for nothing?"

Jing Yun didn't speak, just listened.

Thinking that he was not convinced, Long Ling turned his head and glanced at him, "Come up a bit, don't follow behind."

"Oh."

The little horse took a few steps forward, shoulder to shoulder with Longling's big horse.The heads of the two horses moved closer slightly, and they touched each other's noses affectionately, but the rider on the horse looked very alienated. Long Ling straightened his back, and his longbow was higher than the others, and his back grew out of it. It looks a little funny when it's cut off a lot.

Jing Yun brushed the bangs on his forehead and showed a smile, "The patriarch is right, Jing Yun knows that the elder wants me to learn more, so that I can help the patriarch deal with some things in the clan in the future, instead of being like my dad. like..."

Jing Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, "Abba has a good heart, but he is not very good at doing these things, but the rules of presiding over the memorial service are better than anyone in the clan can remember."

Long Ling slowed down his tone, "That's right, it's just that the tiger clan has become more and more uneasy recently. Their newly appointed patriarch has heard that he has a violent temper. When they are ready, there will inevitably be a big war between the two clans. I don't want to ..."

Unexpectedly, there is not even a reassuring helper around me.

The boy's voice stopped abruptly, and the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became much heavier because of his words.Jing Yun looked at him, as if he saw the huge weight on those small shoulders.

That is the weight of the entire Dragon Clan, because the Dragon Clan lost many excellent warriors in the battle a few years ago, and their descendants are still too young. Even if Long Ling wanted to support him, he would not be able to make any achievements without the guidance of decent people. .

They have lived in peace for more than 100 years without war, and the long-term peace and enjoyment have made the dragon teenagers have no sense of crisis at all, let alone take on heavy responsibilities.

Jing Yun knew it all in his heart, so he cherished the young man in front of him even more.

Zeng Jin himself was young, stubborn and didn't know how to admit defeat, so he often caused trouble for Long Ling.But that man has always pampered and pampered himself. Later, the war between the Tiger Clan and the Dragon Clan became more intense. Once Long Ling came out of the mountain, he would not return for a year or so, and he could only take care of the clan.

Long Ling protected him too much, never allowed him to set foot in dangerous places, and firmly protected him under his wings, and he was too careless, firmly thinking that that person could bear everything, but he forgot that someone should be with him He shares the unspoken hardships.

Long Ling was just an ordinary person. He tried his best to bear everything for himself, but he couldn't understand it.

The heart suddenly tightened, and Jing Yun raised his hand to cover it, and was almost stimulated to tears by this belated epiphany and guilt.

Full of remorse, full of shame, why did I never take a good look at his back, he was already like this at the age of 13, what was he thinking at the age of 23? What about him at 30?

Jing Yun's throat tightened, and it took him a while to regain his composure. He took a deep breath and said, "Jing Yun understands, Jing Yun...will not let the patriarch down."

Long Ling was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at him, "You have this nightmare, and your temper has changed?"

"kindness?"

"In the past, you should have said to me, 'Why do you want to do so much before the time comes? Soldiers come to cover up the water and cover it with soil. If the patriarch is afraid, I will carry it for you.'"

Long Ling learned something like that, Jing Yun's ears were hot, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed it, and said to himself: So I was in his heart when I was young, so I was just such a brat who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth?

After Long Ling finished speaking, he laughed again, "You always keep me speechless, but now I know how to be sensible."

He reached out and rubbed Jing Yun's soft hair, "I'm eight years old, I should be sensible, I'm your age..."

What about at this age?Long Ling didn't say anything, but his eyes flashed, and he withdrew his hand again, "You are different from other children. You are the next priest. You have been allowed to follow me since you were a child. Look at the other little devils... just take that Qi Sheng." Said, they are not even qualified to touch me."

Jing Yun nodded, "Jing Yun will cherish it."

"It's good to know." Long Ling raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly rushed forward on his horse, turned around, picked up the doomed rabbit and hung it on the horse's back, "It's almost time, let's go back first."

"Okay." Jing Yun was about to turn the horse's head, but his face suddenly changed, "Be careful!"

Long Ling had turned over and got off the horse.

The horse was frightened at once, raised its hooves high and was about to step on Long Ling's head, Jing Yun pulled out the small dagger stuck in the back of his belt, raised his hand and flew over.

The horse was stabbed fiercely in the chest, and the whole body fell to the side. Jing Yun jumped off the horse, and without thinking about it, he rushed towards Longling, hugged the boy and turned over to hide.

There were rocks strewn across the grass enough to submerge a horse's hoof, and Jing Yun hit a rock this time, and his arm was crushed with a rattling sound because of the impact.

There was a moment of silence all around.

Jing Yun hugged Long Ling tightly, his chest was beating violently, and it took him a long time before he felt that Long Ling was pushing his hand.

"Ling... Patriarch? Are you alright?" He hurriedly wanted to get up and take a look, but there was severe pain in his arm, and he groaned and moaned for a while.

"Don't move!" Long Ling was furious, looking at his deformed hand, "Fool! The hand is dislocated!"

Long Ling didn't dare to move him, straightened up and glanced around vigilantly.

The big horse was still collapsed on the ground and hissing and panting, the little horse was frightened, and stood looking at it from a distance but didn't dare to approach.

The arrow shot from the dark before stuck at the white horse's feet. If Long Ling hadn't reacted so fast, the arrow would have hit the back.

Long Ling got up and walked over to pull out the arrow, and took a look. The arrow was not from the dragon clan, but had the tiger clan mark on the end.

"Someone is in ambush..." Long Ling narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to remove the horn from his waist, took a deep breath and blew it.

The long sound of the horn echoed in the forest, and even people outside the forest heard it.

The elder's expression changed, and he urged the clansmen outside, "Go in and have a look!"

The faces of the women also changed, and they didn't dare to talk or laugh any more. They looked nervously at the men riding their horses towards the woods.

The hunting boys in the woods also rushed towards the sound of the horn, and soon they found the patriarch and Jing Yun.

"Patriarch! What happened?"

Seeing the big horse lying on the side, the young man who appeared first turned pale with fright, and quickly got off the horse and ran towards Long Ling.

It's just that even if he is older than Long Ling, there is a difference in respect.He didn't dare to approach, and stopped not far away to worry: "Is the patriarch injured?"

"I'm fine, Jing Yun's wrist is dislocated." Long Ling's face was livid, "there are tigers in ambush, tell them to retreat immediately."

Hearing that there was an ambush, the young man's face turned pale, he quickly nodded and got on his horse and rushed out, then pulled the rein halfway and turned back, "Patriarch, then you..."

"You go first, someone will come to meet you soon, I want to watch Jing Yun."

"Yes!"

The sound of horseshoes ran away quickly, Long Ling feared that there would be an arrow in the back, took out the dagger from behind and held it in his hand, and then hid behind a tree trunk with half arms and half arms around Jing Yun.

"How are you?"

"...It's okay." Jing Yun took a deep breath, and the pain caused his eyes to stare at the slightest movement of his arm. If he had put it in the past, he would have been able to snap back the dislocation immediately, but right now he doesn't have that strength, and Long Ling can't No, I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

Seeing his appearance, Long Ling didn't cry out for pain, and his eyes were even redder, so he couldn't help but said, "The name Timo is still right."

Jing Yun was helpless immediately, but his mind was sobered up by this dangerous scene.

What is he doing?Do you think you can relax your vigilance by reliving it once?Do you think that saying a few words of "understand" can protect Long Ling comprehensively?The road ahead is still so long, and there are still so many things he needs to do, knowing that the future is difficult and dangerous, but he only cares about watching him shoot arrows and hunt?His brain must have been smashed!

Jing Yun gritted his teeth, his chest was temporarily overwhelmed by various emotions, and he didn't even want to hold Long Ling's hand, and said ruthlessly: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I'm here."

Long Ling was taken aback, and then listened to the man's words, "From now on, no matter what happens, I will be there!"