"Sir, someone is looking for you outside." The young man pushed open the door and said to the handsome young man sitting in the room.
He grew up in the mountains when he was a child, and later went to study abroad. His Chinese name is Zhang Yuan, and he speaks Mandarin with some accents. He is tall and thin and wears ethnic minority costumes.
He Feng looked away from the book, and looked at him with black and white eyes, "No."
Zhang Yuan scratched his head. He is an ordinary person. He didn't know that He Feng could sense who was standing outside with his spiritual sense, so he wondered why the gentleman refused directly without asking who it was.
"I see." Although he was puzzled, he was hired by the husband after all, so he naturally took the wishes of the husband first.
After he left, he came back after a while, with a troubled expression on his face, "Sir, the gentleman outside said he asked for a weapon."
Without raising his head, He Feng said coldly, "You know my rules."
Zhang Yuanna nodded, "I know, it's just that the gentleman said that he has the rare materials that the gentleman wants, so..." At this point, he secretly glanced at He Feng.
He Feng's expression was slightly concentrated. Although his eyes were still on the book, he had already lost his mind. After a while, he said: "From now on, as long as this person comes, no matter what he says, don't pay attention."
Zhang Yuan opened his mouth, he really wanted to ask He Feng, isn't that rare material that Mr. has always wanted, but when he touched He Feng's slightly frowning expression, he swallowed it wittily, exited the room, and closed the door in a very sensible way. the door.
A month later, with He Feng's consent, Zhang Yuan took over a job, and fortunately, the salary included the rare materials that the husband had always wanted! How strange, it is said that rare materials are hard to come by, why are they so common now
The matter of the contract has been settled properly, what He Feng has to do is to build the weapon in the mind of the customer according to the agreement in the contract. Originally, he just glanced at the contract briefly. After all, Zhang Yuan is a talented student in this field and knows more than him. However, when he looked at the contract again, he found something strange.
The other party asked to engrave the word "HF" on the weapon. Although it didn't mean anything, he always felt that something was wrong, and suddenly thought of Qin Zhao a month ago.
He looked through the contract carefully and confirmed that the client had nothing to do with Qin Zhao, so he concentrated on building weapons.
It took nearly half a year to complete the weapon. He Feng was very satisfied with its effect. Although Zhang Yuan didn't understand it, he was shocked at first glance, so when he handed the weapon to the customer, the customer praised it sincerely.
He Feng made up his mind, and thought this matter was over, but a month later, the weapon appeared before his eyes again, and Zhang Yuan told him in bewilderment that someone had given it as a gift.
Only then did He Feng remember that it was his birthday that day.
"A Yuan," He Feng looked away from the weapon, and looked at him with slightly deeper eyes, "Who sent it here?"
Zhang Yuan has always known that his husband is very good-looking, and those stars on TV are far behind him. Moreover, he has been with his husband for five years, and some fine lines have appeared in the corners of his eyes, but his husband still looks as good as yesterday In the past, there is no change at all, and I don't know how to maintain it.
At this moment, being looked at by these clear eyes and listening to the clear and clear voice of Mr. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan couldn't help blushing, and replied: "I don't know, it was delivered by express."
He Feng was silent for a moment, and finally waved his hand. Zhang Yuan retreated consciously. He Feng stretched out his hand and caressed the weapon he was extremely familiar with. Nobody left.
As spring went and autumn came, He Feng changed assistants one after another, and finally found a talented warrior, accepted him as an apprentice, and did odd jobs for himself by the way. The little apprentice has a baby face. He has graduated from university, but he looks like a teenager. Coupled with the practice of ancient martial arts, he looks even more tender, but he is calm in his work, but his personality is a bit cute.
"Master," the little apprentice came over with an invitation card, looking extremely happy, "Look."
He Feng took a look, and immediately smiled. He hardly smiles normally, and looks extremely indifferent, but this smile shocked the little apprentice. It turns out that the master is so good-looking!
"I don't need to take foreign orders during this time, I want to retreat." He wants to make weapons for his nephew, so the others should step aside.
The little apprentice went down obediently.
On the day of He Xu's coming-of-age ceremony, the He family was full of guests. The appearance of He Feng caused an uproar among the crowd, but at the same time as the uproar, there was a commotion from outside the courtyard. A tall and handsome man appeared at the door. He is born, even familiar with, the head of the Rakshasa sect, his cultivation is advanced, and he is a golden bachelor, these are enough to make him the perfect match in everyone's mind.
At this time, this perfect match was looking at another rich man, his expression changed from sharp to cowardly in an instant.
The man was silent for a long time, but He Feng spoke first: "Qin Zhao."
It was just two words, but it made Qin Zhao cry instantly. Of course, he is the master of Luochamen, so he can't be too shameful, but his eyes became hot, and he forced his tears back.
He Feng paused. Fifty years later, those bad memories had already been sealed in the deepest part of his heart, but after experiencing so much, he had already looked down on them. A little bit willing, but after all too young, easy to get into a dead end.
For the past fifty years, after his whereabouts were exposed, almost every year on his birthday, Qin Zhao would send gifts. Although they were not signed, he knew that those were sent by Qin Zhao.
He Ye could see some meaning from his expression, so he greeted him with a smile: "Thank you, Master Qin, for coming to Xiaoxu's coming-of-age ceremony in person, please come inside!"
As we all know, the He family has not been close to the Rakshamen for a long time. This has nothing to do with the righteous or evil factions. It is that the He family unilaterally does not want to see Qin Zhao. Although everyone does not know the reason, they all see the facts.
It stands to reason that for a person like Qin Zhao, if others don't show face, he has long since given up. But the strange thing is that he has always been extremely polite to the He family. There are rumors that He Feng of the He family had a good relationship with Qin Zhao. He has always been obsessed with it, so he treats the He family more politely.
Of course, no one believed this kind of rumor at all, and it was self-defeating the next day.
After the coming-of-age ceremony banquet was over, He Feng didn't plan to stay longer, and returned to his residence that night.
"Master, there is a car following us all the time." The little apprentice reminded while driving.
The corners of He Feng's lips raised slightly, "Don't worry about it."
"Oh." The little apprentice glanced at He Feng in the back seat from the mirror, and found that the master seemed to be in a good mood.
"Master, but don't you dislike others disturbing us?" The little apprentice endured and endured, but he still couldn't help asking.
"It's okay, you will have one more person to help you share the affairs in the future, and you should be happy to welcome you." After He Feng finished speaking, he leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. The little apprentice saw this and said nothing.
The car drove all the way to Anshi. Anshi is a city along the river. Although it is not a metropolis, it is one of the top ten livable cities in the country. It is mostly light industry, tourism, and the environment is beautiful. It is very suitable for self-cultivation.
He Feng's residence is a villa by the river. The villa is very exquisite. Relying on modern construction technology and integrating the ancient architectural style of Huaguo, the whole villa looks antique. There is also a large courtyard inside, with corridors, winding paths, rockery, etc. .
The two entered the villa, but the owner of the car behind him didn't dare to come in. He just stood at the gate of the yard in a daze, not daring to say a word.
The little apprentice opened the courtyard door until dawn, and said with a yawn, "Master let you in."
Qin Zhao's face was overjoyed, but the little apprentice said with a stern face: "But the master said, as long as you step into this door, you have to obey the master in everything from now on. The master tells you to go east, but you can't go west. If you say one, you must never say two, um, that's what it means anyway, do you understand?"
Without even thinking about it, Qin Zhao stepped into the courtyard gate with one foot.
I thought that after entering the villa, I would be able to see He Feng every day, but who knew that Qin Zhao stayed in the villa for five full months, and had nothing to do except listen to the little apprentice nagging every day. Maple didn't even see one side.
"Master has taken a few orders, and he is very busy recently. If you feel bored, you can leave here." Seeing that he was out of mind, the little apprentice comforted him.
How could Qin Zhao? If he really went out, he might not even be able to get close to the gate of the courtyard in the future! He's right here waiting!
At the tenth month, He Feng finally left the customs.
Qin Zhao didn't know it at first, but when he saw the little apprentice greeted him with joy, he realized that he followed him to see He Feng.
He Feng's complexion was a little pale. It should be because he had spent a lot of effort in the past ten months, and even walked a little wobbly. The little apprentice wanted to go over to support him, but Qin Zhao rushed forward regardless, and gently held He Feng's wrist.
He Feng glanced at him indifferently, and said to the little apprentice: "Go and hand over the finished product to the client, and I will go back to my room to rest for a while."
The little apprentice went in response, and looked back twice as he left.
"How are you...?" Qin Zhao didn't dare to squeeze hard, nor did he dare to look at He Feng, so he just lowered his head and asked softly.
He Feng pushed his hand away, "I can't die." After saying that, he slowly returned to his room. Either because he was too tired and didn't pay attention, or because he acquiesced, he didn't stop Qin Zhao from entering the room with him.
He Feng fell asleep and even forgot to cover the quilt. Although it doesn't matter whether they cover the quilt or not with their cultivation level, Qin Zhao covered him carefully, and then sat on the side of the bed, watching He Feng. Feng's sleeping face - and only at this time, he dared to see it openly.
He Feng slept for five days and five nights, and when he woke up, he smelled a scent, which was the smell of food that he hadn't smelled for a long time.
They don't need to eat anymore, but their taste buds still do. Eating when you are full of sleep is really a great joy in life! However, the little apprentice probably doesn't have such a good craftsmanship. Could it be that he invited a chef over? It's impossible, outsiders can't enter the villa without his permission.
Just as he was thinking, a tall figure appeared at the door of the room, holding a few dishes on a tray in his hand, and the aroma wafted from his nostrils.
"Are you awake?" Qin Zhao came to the bed with a smile on his handsome face and put down the food, "Do you want some soup first?"
Although he couldn't believe it, He Feng still asked, "Who did these?"
The man's eyes dodged a little, "I just messed around with nothing to do, if it doesn't suit my taste, I'll change it right away!" Qin Zhao didn't know how to cook before, but in the past fifty years, he has been changing himself for He Feng, listening to others He said that to capture a man's heart, he must first grasp his stomach, so he went to learn cooking.
He Feng stared at him for a while, but he couldn't find the domineering and stern look on his face, so he couldn't help laughing, "Then how about I try the soup first?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhao hurriedly handed the bowl to him, watched him take a sip, and asked nervously, "How is it?"
In order to scare him, He Feng restrained his smile on purpose, remained silent for a while before saying: "There is room for improvement."
Qin Zhao doesn't feel disappointed, he thinks this is the beginning of all good things!
In the days that followed, the majestic Rakshasa sect master actually started doing chores here. As long as it was about He Feng, he took care of it all by himself. cried.
He Feng's answer was: "If he wants to do it, let him do it. You happen to have time to learn from me."
The little apprentice's complexion suddenly turned cloudy.
As He Feng's fame grew, his workload also increased exponentially, but the excessive workload squeezed his time for cultivation, and his cultivation had already hindered his progress in the art of refining.
This is quite troubling.
But a small number of orders can't add more experience to him, and he can't do without both.
Since attending He Xu's coming-of-age ceremony last time, normal communication between He Feng and He Zhou and others has resumed. During a verbal exchange, He Feng revealed this confusion, and He Zhou smiled inscrutablely, " I remember that the master of the Qin Sect has a good cultivation base, so just asking him to do some chores, isn't it a bit reckless?"
He Feng: "..."
What He Zhou said was correct, but his past experience still made him somewhat resistant, but he knew that Brother Zhou and Wen Renyi had always been in harmony with each other. Could it be because of his previous resistance that made the dual cultivation so painful
Once people figure it out, everything is easy to handle. He Feng is no longer the youthful boy he was back then. Over the past few decades, he has firmly grasped the dominance.
Today, Qin Zhao cooked some of He Feng's favorite dishes. He Feng was in a good mood and asked casually: "Actually, I had nothing and no ability back then. Why did you still do such a thing?"
Qin Zhao thought he was still angry, and immediately explained: "It's all my fault, I just, just fell in love with you, I have never liked others, and I don't know how to like others, so I did a lot of things to hurt you I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." When he thought of the scene of forcing He Feng back then, he wanted to beat himself to death!
He Feng didn't listen to his confession, so he stretched out his hand to block his words, "However, it's not that I didn't benefit. Speaking of which, I should thank you."
When Qin Zhao heard the words, his heart turned cold instantly, and usually the people who broke up said such "sensible" words.
"Really... Is there no way to forgive me?" He quietly watched He Feng's delicate eyebrows and asked in a hoarse voice.
He Feng frowned, where is this man thinking
"Stay here and the position of the head of the Raksha Sect, do you want to choose one?" If Qin Zhao is really regarded as a furnace-ding, Qin Zhao will definitely not be able to be the head of the door anymore.
"Of course I stay!" Don't even think about it? Qin Zhao answered quickly, for fear that He Feng would regret it.
"Well, then let's talk about it after you resign from the position of sect master." He Feng went to the refining room after finishing speaking.
Half a year later, when he left the customs again, he felt even weaker and more powerless.
Qin Zhao helped him back to the room, and said distressedly: "You have a good rest." But He Feng grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.
"Have you resigned as the sect master?"
Qin Zhao looked into the clear and quiet eyes in front of him, and felt tenderness in his heart, "Don't worry, I'll resign early."
He Feng smiled lightly, put his forearm on Qin Zhao's neck, pressed him down, and moved close to the man's ear, "Then how about we, Shuangxiu?"
Qin Zhao stiffened suddenly, he suspected that he had misheard, "Afeng?"
Seeing his stupid look, He Feng felt even better. He quickly closed his eyes and pressed his lips against his. It was very soft, soft and slippery, um, it felt pretty good.
Qin Zhao's heart fluttered, and he was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately turned against the guest.
The little apprentice was going to look for the master, but when he heard the movement outside the door, for some reason, his cheeks blushed suddenly.
Heck, spring has really arrived.
The author has something to say: Some people say they want to see Ye Xiao and his apprentice Ming Zhong, so let’s make up this one by myself, hahaha!