"no."
Jiang Qingyue was still stunned, but Ren Shuhan clenched his hand and said calmly, "If he can't be with me, I won't join the Hanshan faction."
This time, it was Jian Ci's turn to be stupid.
He knows that his setting is a cold master, and he is unequivocal, and the setting of the protagonist's attack will be a bit rebellious, and he will be ambiguous with the bamboo horse in the early stage, but when it comes to major events, the apprentice has no right to decide.
Although there was no plot to drive Jiang Qingyue away at this time, in two days, Jiang Qingyue must leave, because he is a villain, pretentious, picky, and Hanshan sent people with less money and less money to support him. .
But now, Ren Shuhan's tone is firm, it seems that he is in charge, but he is insignificant!
Jian Ci finally shifted his gaze to Ren Shuhan's face.
This was the first time he took a closer look at the man.
Although he still has the characteristics of a teenager, his waist is thin, but Ren Shuhan is tall and straight, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his eyes are like stars. 's inquiry.
He must not be the Ren Shuhan in the original book, Jian Ci thought to himself, I am not the Jian Ci in the original book either.
This fact is like a hidden secret that only belongs to the two of them, which makes Jian Ci feel a sense of sympathy, and then calms Jian Ci's anger.
"Okay," he said, "if you want to keep him, you have to pay for it yourself. The Hanshan faction doesn't support idlers."
"no problem."
After Ren Shuhan finished speaking, he generously stretched out his hand to the side. There were a bunch of gifts that the Jiang family had brought to Jianci. inside.
Abbreviation: "… "
Jiang Qingyue: "..."
Is this appropriate
Jian Ci was angrily laughed at by him, and finally flicked his sleeves and drove him and Jiang Qingyue to a remote cliff. He only threw him a sword and a book, and let him practice by himself.
Ren Shuhan was not satisfied at first. After reading the content of the book, he didn't say anything. He practiced swords in the yard every day, and taught Jiang Qingyue hand by hand.
He got up every morning and ran around the mountain, picked up water, and then woke up Jiang Qingyue, then chopped firewood, cooked rice, practiced martial arts for half a day, and read for half a day, just like that for a month.
Jian Cicai came again and threw a bow and arrow to Ren Shuhan.
After practicing archery for a month, Jian Ci brought darts, followed by another month, a total of three months after Hanshan went up, Jian Ci sent a child to pass a message: "You have left the apprenticeship, you can accept the entrustment to the sect. work."
Jiang Qingyue was taken aback: This is it
He was reluctant to give up, but Ren Shuhan also felt that he could do it, so he left him to wait in the Hanshan faction, and carried his sword down the mountain, ready to go to the town to kill a man who was sued on Hanshan for bullying men and women. the wicked.
"Wait when I come back and bring you something delicious and fun." Before leaving, Ren Shuhan touched his head and said.
But after Ren Shuhan came back with the bounty, he was told that Jiang Qingyue had returned to Jiang's house.
Jian Ci said: "Hanshan School is simple and humble, and it is not as great as the Jiangfu family. He can't take care of himself alone, and he is not used to it. He took the initiative to go down the mountain and go home. If you don't believe it, you can ask yourself."
Where is Qingyue's home at the foot of the mountain
Ren Shuhan rode back down the mountain and went back to Jiangfu. From a distance, he saw Jiang Qingyue leaning against the door with a lamp, waiting for him with a smile, as if he was very sure that he would come to him when he came back, but he didn't seem to care. Whether he will come, but will also stand here and wait forever.
Ren Shuhan remembered this scene for many years.
This was the first time he clearly realized the concept of "home" - not the small courtyard in Jiang's residence, nor the hut on the remote top of Hanshan Mountain, nor any house or courtyard he had promised, but the place where Jiang Qingyue was.
Home is where he is.
Still far away, Ren Shuhan got off his horse and approached. The closer he got, the slower his pace became. He didn't know how to deal with such a tender moment, for fear that he would say the wrong thing or make the wrong move.
Jiang Qingyue's white clothes seemed to be very soft, which made him unable to help imagine the beautiful body under the fabric. The long hair scattered on his shoulders seemed to exude a faint fragrance, which made him want to reach out and touch it.
But in the end, he just restrained the back of his right hand, secretly shook it, stopped in front of Jiang Qingyue, and asked softly, "Did you wait for a long time?"
Jiang Qingyue shook her head and raised her hand gently, wanting to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but stopped for some reason and put away the handkerchief.
Ren Shuhan felt a little lost in his heart.
"Finally back," he turned and led Ren Shuhan into the room, "I made you your favorite soup."
Jiang Fu naturally welcomes Ren Shuhan back, and the small yard where he lived in the past has been kept. After all, when the immortals ascend in the future, these are the things that immortals have used, and they are honored, so Jiang Qingyue went and returned. , Said that he would stay here in the future, and the Jiang Mansion did not disagree. He also took good care of him and let him serve the future immortals. He even wanted to buy a bigger mansion for Ren Shuhan, but Jiang Qingyue refused for a long time. just pushed it away.
Everything in the small courtyard now is the same as when they went up the mountain.
After dinner was served, the candlelight reflected on Jiang Qingyue's face, looking extremely warm and beautiful, Ren Shuhan could no longer control the feelings in his heart, and wanted to ask him if he would like to have a family with him...
It's not the relationship that stops at childhood sweethearts like it is now, but the kind that is one person and two people in a lifetime, starting a family.
But when he spoke, it became: "Why do you want to go down the mountain?"
In fact, Ren Shuhan thought about this question himself, but did not want to ask it.
Because the answer is nothing more than that Hanshan is not used to living, and he is a little lonely by himself. As long as he agrees to his request, it doesn't matter where he lives. The specific reason is no longer important.
Jiang Qingyue opened her mouth, but didn't say anything at first. After a while, she organized the language and asked, "What did the teacher say?"
After seeing Jianci, Jianci kept asking Ren Shuhan to call himself "Master", not just "Master". Ren Shuhan also thought about it secretly, thinking that this fellow has not seen more and more things for more than ten years. But there was no refutation, Jiang Qingyue followed him and called Jian Ci the Master.
"He said that you are not used to living on the mountain alone." Ren Shuhan felt that Jian Ci was nonsense, so he omitted the yin and yang descriptions of Jian Ci, and asked, "Did it happen to anyone during the few days I left? bullied you?"
Jiang Qingyue shook her head and said with a smile, "No, it's the same as what Master said."
Actually not.
He didn't want to leave, even if there was a possibility that Ren Shuhan, one of ten thousand people, wouldn't come to him, he would never leave, but his body didn't obey, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
After struggling for a while, he could only use his limited freedom to prepare meals in the small courtyard of Jiang Mansion, wait for the boy who was his childhood sweetheart to return, and then wait and look at the door, hoping that he would come over.
The same goes for Ren Shuhan.
He had a lot to say, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just finished the meal silently, cleaned up the dishes, said goodbye to Jiang Qingyue, and sent him back to Hanshan.
The books Jianci gave him were just some very basic swordsmanship. Ren Shuhan thought that he wanted to tell himself that the skill is not good, that everything is compatible with each other. The above things have been written down, and now there is no need to rush back to Hanshan.
But he still left.
Ren Shuhan can't explain his behavior, and can only be attributed to "shyness"... Maybe in two years, when he has achieved a little success in his cultivation, he will be able to communicate with his beloved again with ease
"I have four days off every two months," he said to Jiang Qingyue before leaving. "As long as I have free time, I will definitely come to see you."
Jiang Qingyue nodded, watching his back go away.
After that, the first time Ren Shuhan came back was four months apart, the second time was one year apart, and the third time was four years apart.
He just waited in front of the door for five years.
Jiang Qingyue was an idler, and no one in Jiangfu cared about him, so he stood by the door with a lantern every evening, fearing that Ren Shuhan would not be able to see the road when he came back, so he gave himself a thought so that he could survive.
In the past few years, Ren Shuhan has brought him many precious things. No matter where he goes, how far he has traveled, he will bring back the best treasures he gets, although he is too clumsy to say anything. Only stuff clothes, medicinal pills, weapons and the like into Jiang Qingyue's arms.
"I'm a mortal, and I don't need these."
Jiang Qingyue said this, but he didn't listen, so he had to put it away and hide it carefully like a treasure.
"Even if you are a mortal, you must practice martial arts to keep fit." When he came back for the last time, Ren Shuhan was very happy. I went to the Immortal Realm, and I heard that mortals without spiritual roots can cultivate immortals."
Jiang Qingyue was surprised: "How come?"
"Why not?" Ren Shuhan was very excited that night, instead of going back to Hanshan, he slept with him rarely, and talked a lot about the immortal world, "I heard that there are some rare treasures in heaven and earth that can't be seen in a thousand years. , Ordinary people can get spiritual roots by eating it.”
"It's too difficult," Jiang Qingyue made the bed for him and told him to rest earlier, don't think too much, "It's very dangerous for you to wander outside, but you can't force yourself because of such illusory rumors."
Ren Shuhan sat up straight, grabbed his wrist, and let him sleep beside him like a child, his eyes seemed to light up when he spoke: "I know, this is too difficult, so I've been looking for so many years and gone. I haven't told you so far, but I have dealt with some demon cultivators in the past two years and found that some demon cultivators without spiritual roots can rely on their family business to swallow other people's golden elixir cultivators..."
Jiang Qingyue shook her head again and again, grabbed his wrist, and said anxiously, "How can you do such a thing? Don't talk nonsense, what are you thinking about?"
Ren Shuhan looked at his hand, stunned for a moment, his ears were a little red, and then he said: "No, I have a new task now, the target is a murderous devil, wait for me to kill this time. He, I will hurry back and give you his golden pill!"
Jiang Qingyue was dumbfounded: "... This is also possible?"
"Why not?" Ren Shuhan was afraid that he had prejudice against demon cultivators, and persuaded him for a long time, "You don't need to listen to the ill words of those demon cultivators in the world, anyway, in the immortal world I have seen, everyone respects their strengths. No one cares about you cultivating demons and immortals, everyone has their own way, and some demon cultivators become Taoist companions with well-known and decent fairies…”
When Ren Shuhan said this, he was stuck for a while before he said again: "Mortal people will always face birth, old age, sickness and death in the future. When you have Jindan, let's go to the fairyland together. In the future, our life expectancy will be at least double that of ordinary people. Is it not good?"
Good or good, but Jiang Qingyue still disagrees.
"You are getting farther and farther every year now, and your tasks are getting heavier every time. I am here waiting for you all day long..." He bit his lip, lowered his head and grabbed Ren Shuhan's sleeve, "What kind of day is this? When will it end? I don't want you to risk any more."
Ren Shuhan just looked at him and wanted to hold up his face and kiss his lips, but his raised hands just covered him with a quilt.
"Go to sleep." He whispered, "I'll think about it again. It's rare for Master to allow me to spend the night away before going back. I'll hurry up and rest first—I haven't seen you for a long time, and I haven't slept well in years."
Jiang Qingyue buried her face in the quilt, feeling that he was exuding heat beside her, which was also a rare peace of mind, thinking that she would persuade him again tomorrow, and she would soon fall asleep.
But in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up.
Ren Shuhan was still sleeping beside him, breathing evenly.
Jiang Qingyue saw her body move in a daze, she stood up silently, and took out a knife from the cabinet next to her.