Reborn Trainer

Jing Yun felt that he had a very long dream. In the dream, there was a person who was with him all the time. At first he was a head shorter than himself, and then gradually taller than him. No matter what he did, that person would always appear by his side. He called his own name with a soft and pleasant voice, his arms were warm, his palms were dry and thick, and he looked scary when he was angry, but if he did something wrong, he would shake like a big wronged dog. The tail chases itself.

The self in the dream seems to have not been so happy for a long time, the sun is warm, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the wind has the smell of grass after the rain, which makes people feel peaceful and comfortable. Jing Yun feels that he really wants to stay in this paradise and never wake up come over.

He knew that he was dreaming, and would always wake up if it was a dream, but for some reason he was a little afraid of waking up.

The world after waking up seemed very dark. He felt that he was always tired. He couldn’t raise his head or straighten his back. When he thought about the things he had to face, even the beautiful dreams changed. The colorful flowers withered rapidly, and the wind The smell of green grass in the room was gradually replaced by blood, the sky was getting dark, and the sun was hiding in the thick clouds.

The person who had been following him disappeared, and the surrounding area was deserted, with nothing.

boom -

There was a loud noise, and it was unclear whether it was thunder or an explosion.Jing Yun was taken aback and turned his head. Not far away was a city surrounded by high walls. It was blazing into the sky and howling everywhere.

Jing Yun panicked for no reason, he wanted to rush over but found himself frozen in place and unable to move a single step.

The thick city gate was knocked from the inside out one after another, and the people surrounded by the flames seemed to want to get out, but the gate couldn't be opened no matter what.

The sound of crying became more and more clear, and it exploded in the ear, making Jing Yun's eyes flushed, his head aching, and his heart was filled with too many emotions, as if it was guilt, guilt and regret.

Countless sad and powerless emotions overwhelmed him, he was dizzy, and when he closed his eyes, he felt that tears were all over his cheeks.

"It's all your fault!!" The wailing voices were crying, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, we would have died tragically!"

"It's your Jing family's fault! You actually colluded with the villains and killed the patriarch!"

"You, as a descendant of a priest, have been concealed for so long! The wolf clan and the tiger clan slaughtered us!"

"You're the culprit—"

"Your Jing family is the chief culprit!"

The shouts finally made Jing Yun collapse.He opened his eyes and stared numbly at the fire in the city, and the thick dust fell from the gate that was constantly being hit, and then everything became blurred and farther and farther away.

"It's not me..." He realized that he could speak, and murmured back: "I was too young at that time, how could it be my fault? It's not my fault."

"Yeah, it's not my fault, and I'm dead, remember? I'm dead, too."

"I found Ling again, this time I want to help him, I want to make up for all my mistakes, and I will save you all."

He repeated it over and over again, as if it could comfort himself.But his expression became more and more numb, more and more cold and indifferent.

Until those retorting words disappeared from his mouth little by little, the surroundings were completely dark, and there was nothing but himself.He stood quietly for a while, then crouched down and wrapped his arms around himself.

My head hurts, it hurts.What did he say just now?It seems that many people talk to him, and he also talks a lot, what is it?

I don't know how long this darkness has passed, Jing Yun felt bored, but couldn't fall asleep again.

He kept his eyes open, but his mind was blank. He felt that he had forgotten something very important, very important, but he couldn't remember it.

Ling?

He seems to have mentioned this person, who came from?What's your full name?Is a feather a bird?

——Forget it, forget it.Forget all this, you can find me.

A cool and pleasant voice sounded, and he said in the endless darkness: "Jing Yun, you just need to remember that your name is Jing Yun."

"Who are you?" Jing Yun raised his face and looked around blankly, "Where are you? Where am I?"

"It doesn't matter where you are." The voice smiled softly, "You just need to remember that you are coming to me. You must find me."

"Who are you?" Jing Yun stood up, "You have to tell me your name, where can I find you?"

But that voice never appeared again, as if everything was just Jing Yun's illusion.

Then the dark surroundings lighted up again.

Someone was talking next to his ear, the chirping was very annoying, he moved his fingers, and found that he had no strength at all.The voice in the ear became more and more clear.

"My lord moved!" A surprised voice said, "It moved!"

Then a person held down his wrist, and after a while the person seemed relieved and said: "The fever has subsided, and the internal breath is stable, and there is nothing serious."

"Yun'er?" Someone rubbed his forehead lightly, "I've been frowning all night, I don't know how uncomfortable it must be. Yun'er? Are you awake? Can you hear me?"

Fangcai pressed Jing Yun's wrist humanely: "Patriarch, don't be too impatient. My lord suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night last night, and now he should have exhausted all his energy. It is best to let him rest for another day."

"He's been sleeping for two days." The man called the patriarch seemed very irritable, but his voice was low, as if he was afraid of making a noise, "What if he can't wake up all the time? I think we Or set off to go back..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Jing Yun opened his eyes and stared blankly at the wooden pillar above his head for a while, but before he could turn his head, a person rushed up.

In front of him was a handsome and handsome young face, and the youthful feeling had not completely faded from him.He has high hair and well-dressed clothes, but his face is tired for some reason, and there are heavy dark circles under his eyes.

When the visitor saw him open his eyes, he was a bit speechless when he was nervous. He took his hand and kept asking, "Is there anything uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

Jing Yun didn't speak, just stared at him. He felt that this person was familiar, but... he couldn't remember who it was.

——Forget it, forget it all, you can find me.

This sentence suddenly flashed into Jing Yun's mind, and subconsciously grabbed the person in front of him with his backhand.

The boy's eyes were full of worry, "I'm here, don't be afraid, is there any pain?"

As he spoke, the young man looked back, "He Shiren! Hurry up and take a look!"

But Jing Yun's next sentence stunned everyone.

Jing Yun grabbed the boy's hand and asked blankly, "Is that you?"

The boy frowned, and the relieved smile on his face gradually froze, "What?"

"Is it you... talking to me? In my dream."

Jing Yun's bewildered expression and strange eyes gradually made Long Ling's whole body chill.He tried his best to cheer up and asked, "Yun'er, do you know... who am I?"

Jing Yun was stunned, "...Sorry...you are?"

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Long Ling didn't say anything, stood up and asked He Shiren to give Jing Yun a diagnosis and treatment first, and after reading it, he told Shi Ren: "There is nothing wrong, except for some weakness, everything else is fine."

Long Ling gave a grunt, as if he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he had to tell him to take care of him, then he opened the door and left.

He Shiren sighed, looked down at Jing Yun, "My lord, what do you still remember?"

Jing Yun's mind was blank, and he always felt that there was something about to come out, but at the critical moment, it turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

He was dazed for a while, then shook his head, "I remember that my name is Jing Yun, and I am a priest of the Dragon Clan."

"what about others?"

"..." Jing Yun frowned slightly, he still remembered one thing, he had already died once, and then was reborn again.

After his rebirth, he wanted to find someone, but... Who was he looking for?

"... I don't remember." Jing Yun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

He Shiren said helplessly: "You have a good rest, I'll make you some medicine."

"Thank you." Jing Yun nodded.

After leaving the wooden house with everyone, Long Ling stood in the yard staring at the distant point connecting the sky and the earth in a daze.

The other subordinates stood not far away and did not dare to approach, all of them were frowning.

Sighing with the world, he had no choice but to accept his fate and stepped forward, saying: "I... I didn't expect that my lord would forget so completely."

Long Ling asked: "What does he remember?"

"I only remember these two things, my name and the dragon priest."

"..." Long Ling closed his eyes and smiled after a while, "That's fine."

The rest of the people were shocked. It's over, the patriarch won't be hit too hard, and his brain will go wrong, right?

He and the world were also a little stunned, "Patriarch?"

Long Ling took a deep breath, the expression on his face finally stopped being stiff, and he calmed down, "I'll just tell him what he forgot. Compared with letting him remember those dirty things, now he can finally Take a break."

The expressions of He Shiren were suddenly moved.

When everyone else was probably thinking that the priest had forgotten everything, what the Dragon Clan would do, and what the patriarch would do in the future, only Long Ling could only think about it, and finally let him take a break.

He smiled with everyone, and said no more, "I'll make the medicine."

Long Ling nodded, "I'll go in and accompany him."

After walking a few steps with the world, I still feel shocked. The 15-year-old boy has such deep affection, which makes him, who has been an adult for a long time, also feel very emotional.

He glanced back and saw that Long Ling had pushed the door open and entered, thinking: good things take time, and the hardships experienced will always be rewarded.

In the hall of the wooden house, Lang Yuan and Lang Xian are sitting and drinking tea.They have also heard the news about the child's amnesia. Seeing Long Ling enter the door, Lang envy said: "As long as there is nothing wrong with the body, the memory will always come back."

Long Ling glanced at him, didn't speak, pushed open the bedroom door and saw that Jing Yun had fallen asleep again, then closed the door gently, came out and sat down at the table.

"What the hell did you say?" In the past two days, he hadn't even bothered to investigate the source of this matter, but now he wanted to find out.

Lang Xian glanced at Lang Yuan silently, but Lang Yuan didn't let him speak, but answered by himself: "I can tell you the whole story, but before that, I have to start with another matter."

Long Ling sneered, and poured himself a cup of tea, "Speak, I have enough time to listen to you slowly."