Qi Shu lowered his head slowly.
Perhaps it was intentional, his movements were very slow, much slower than that in the morning. Those eyes finally no longer dodged, nor hesitated, they were full of passion, almost overflowing.
Just when he was about to touch the other pair of lips, Gu Hanjiang suddenly tilted his head, and Qi Shu's lips brushed gently from the side of his face.
Qi Shu paused.
"...Stop making trouble." Gu Hanjiang closed his eyes and said softly.
"Why does Master always think I'm making trouble?" Qi Shu's voice rang close to his ears, very low, very light, and very wronged, "I'm giving you a heart, is this making trouble?"
"If making a fuss can convince you of my sincerity, then I will make a fuss."
Gu Hanjiang's arm around Qi Shu tightened slightly, and then relaxed again. He gently pushed Qi Shu away, and sat up by himself: "We are master and apprentice, we shouldn't..."
Qi Shu held him back: "Then Master means, if it's not a master-student, then it's fine?"
Gu Hanjiang's fingers trembled while hiding in his sleeves.
"If..." Gu Hanjiang turned his back to him, and smiled mockingly, "No if, Ashu."
His voice was hoarse, he put his hand over his heart, and coughed twice.
After a while, Qi Shu heard the second half of his sentence, which was so light that it was almost submerged in the darkness: "Why don't I want to..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
A gust of wind blew up out of thin air in the house, and the breeze dissipated, and Gu Hanjiang's figure disappeared in place.
After a while, Qi Shu opened his eyes.
His eyes were clear.
He sat up cross-legged on the bed, slowly circulating his spiritual power, and the smell of alcohol from his body also dissipated.
Immortal techniques are used to control drinking, and afterward to use kung fu to relieve alcohol, such a simple trick, Ling Xiao Xianzun didn't even see it.
How messed up is this
"He said he wasn't a liar." Qi Shu let go of his drink and fell back on the bed, but he seemed to be in a good mood.
He rolled over on the bed, took out the little fox jade pendant from his arms, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "I finally got it too."
the next day.
Qi Shu got up a little late this morning, and when he dawdled, washed and dressed, the sun was already high when he came to the front hall.
Lu Chengyuan and Gu Hanjiang had already been drinking tea in the front hall and waiting.
Seeing him appear, Lu Chengyuan stood up suddenly: "Qi Shu, what are you still messing around with?"
Qi Shu was displeased: "How come you talk to senior brother, no big or small."
Lu Chengyuan: "What are you wearing?"
For the past few days when he went down the mountain to slay demons, Qi Shu wore the uniforms of the Kunlun Sword Sect disciples, but today he changed into a brocade robe worn by ordinary people. The light blue brocade was painted with patterns, and he looked like a son of a wealthy family.
Asked by him, Qi Shu opened his arms, and flamboyantly turned around in front of Lu Chengyuan: "How, it's not bad, Mr. Yue specially prepared it for me."
"That's right, Mr. Qi is fair and handsome, and this suit is just right for you." The magistrate followed after him.
Qi Shu exchanged greetings: "A person depends on clothes, and the magistrate has a good eye."
Lu Chengyuan greeted the magistrate politely, then pulled Qi Shu aside, and lowered his voice: "What are you doing, we should go back to Kunlun today, you are dressed like this..."
"Who said I'm going back?"
Qi Shu interrupted him: "I made an agreement with Mr. Yue yesterday. I want to stay here to teach the young master fairy art. By the way, I will play in Lingyang City for a few more days. If I want to go back to you, I will not go back."
"you-"
Lu Chengyuan wanted to say something more, but Qi Shu didn't bother to pay attention to him, leaned over Lu Chengyuan's shoulder and asked Gu Hanjiang: "Master, can I stay here?"
Gu Hanjiang paused slightly while sipping tea.
He put down the teacup and looked up at Qi Shu.
Qi Shu's clothes were indeed very nice, it set off his extremely white skin, his figure was thin and straight, his waist was narrow but not thin, and it was just right from top to bottom.
Even the smile on that face was so appropriate that it couldn't be faulted.
Gu Hanjiang withdrew his gaze: "... up to you."
Qi Shu smiled even more complacently, and raised his eyebrows at Lu Chengyuan: "Did you hear me, I told you to leave me alone. If you meddle in your own business, be careful not to beat you up."
Lu Chengyuan was so angry that he wanted to fight him now.
But he didn't succeed, because Immortal Ling Xiao suddenly got up and walked over.
He stood still in front of Qi Shu, looked at him carefully for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still feeling unwell?"
"Ah?" Qi Shu tilted his head, "I'm fine, my disciple. It seems that I drank a little too much last night and fell asleep when I returned to my room, but when I woke up, I was completely fine. Thank you for your concern."
"you… "
Gu Hanjiang hesitated to speak: "You don't even remember what happened last night?"
"Last night?" Qi Shu showed a little confused expression, "Last night... what happened?"
He seemed to have realized something suddenly, and hurriedly took half a step back, and landed on one knee: "I drank too much last night, if I did something to offend Master, I hope Master will forgive me!"
Gu Hanjiang: "..."
Qi Shu pretended to be panicked, and even Lu Chengyuan became nervous, thinking that he had really done something rebellious, and quickly knelt down to beg for him.
Even the magistrate is helping to say good things.
Gu Hanjiang: "..."
In terms of offense, it was indeed Qi Shu who offended him with the strength of alcohol last night, but how could he say such a thing in public. Qi Shu's kneeling made the scene even more chaotic...
Aggrieved and have no place to reason.
"Get up." Gu Hanjiang's voice was colder than usual, "You didn't offend me."
Hearing that his master was probably very angry, Qi Shu could hardly suppress the curvature of his mouth. He coughed lightly, answered "yes" solemnly, and just got up.
Lingyang City is thousands of miles away from Wuying Mountain, and it will take half a day to control the sword. Without further delay, Gu Hanjiang and Lu Chengyuan wanted to take their leave.
Qi Shu sent them outside the door.
"Are you really going?" Lu Chengyuan asked before leaving.
"Don't go." Qi Shu said lazily, "You have asked me several times, why, are you reluctant to part with me? Stay with me."
He said the last sentence very emphatically, and while speaking, he glanced at Gu Hanjiang.
But the latter just stood there quietly, as if he didn't hear it, and didn't say a word.
Qi Shu pursed his lips and began to chase people away: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's because you are slow to control the sword, so my master has to wait for you. Why don't you hurry up and dawdle."
Naturally, Lu Chengyuan didn't dare to ask Immortal Ling Xiao to wait for him, so he didn't delay any longer. Two sword shadows flashed past in front of the mansion gate and flew towards the sky.
Qi Shu stared at the two sword shadows disappearing from sight, and then withdrew his gaze.
As soon as he turned around, he was hugged by a milk dumpling.
It's the young master of the prefect's family.
Yue Yunqing hugged Qi Shu's thigh, looked up to the sky, his eyes widened: "Master, master, can I learn that too?"
Naturally, it refers to Yujianshu.
Qi Shu said: "The art of controlling the sword is a unique skill in Kunlun, so I can't teach you. However, it is possible to teach you to fly in the air for a short time. Do you want to learn it?"
"Think!" Yue Yunqing let go of him, and bowed to Qi Shu in a dignified manner, "Thank you, Master!"
Qi Shu was amused by his action, and waved his hand: "Don't call me master, my master hasn't allowed me to accept apprentices yet, call me brother."
"Yes, Brother Qi Shu!"
Qi Shu bent down to pick up Nai Tuanzi, turned around and walked into the mansion: "Go, go back to practice, and let my brother see how well you practice."
Yue Yunqing hugged his neck, and asked again: "But if brother Qi Shu doesn't go back, won't brother's master be angry?"
"No." Qi Shu said, "He's never angry with me. And..."
"And what?"
Qi Shu thought for a while and asked, "Have you ever read a book?"
"Daddy taught me a little bit."
"Brother Qi Shu also taught you a word today." Qi Shu laughed, glanced at the direction where Gu Hanjiang was leaving, and said softly, "It's called... Play hard to get."
As soon as Gu Hanjiang left, he went there for seven or eight days.
These days, Qi Shu taught the prefect's young master some superficial fairy arts as promised, and ate and drank in Lingyang City by the way. Although the young master is young, he has a good foundation. He can move things slightly through the air in three days, and he can fly in the air for a short time in seven days.
Originally, Qi Shu was just looking for an excuse to stay at the foot of the mountain, but now he really wanted to lure him into the teacher's school.
But he wasn't in the mood to think about it yet.
He hasn't sorted out his own affairs yet.
In the past few days, Qi Shu would sit in the yard whenever he was free, looking at either the clear sky or the cloudy sky, and then heaving a long sigh.
Why did that person take it for granted that he never came back? He couldn't play it off, right
Originally, he didn't know what Master was thinking, so Qi Shu kept it hidden everywhere and didn't dare to do anything wrong. But now, since it has been confirmed that the master has no intention of treating him, Qi Shu is not willing to sit still and wait for death.
What's more, being rejected by the master twice in a row, Qi Shu held his breath in his heart and made up his mind to make a fuss with him.
This is how to pretend to be drunk that day and part ways the next day.
He is waiting.
Wait for his master to think clearly, wait for the master to make up his mind, and wait for the master to come back to find him.
But…
"You're not really angry, are you?" Qi Shu muttered softly, grabbing a blade of grass that he didn't know where to pick.
"Brother Qi Shu!"
Yue Yunqing's shout reached Qi Shu's ears accurately after several courtyards.
After getting along in the past few days, Qi Shu has become his favorite person in the house besides his parents: "Brother Qi Shu, where are you?!"
Qi Shu said lazily, "In the backyard."
His answer was conveyed to Yue Yunqing's ears by the technique, and after a while, he saw the young master running over.
Qi Shu was lying on the recliner as if he had no bones, and Yue Yunqing grabbed his sleeve: "Brother Qi Shu, there is a temple fair in the city tonight, and there are lanterns to watch, shall we go and play together?"
"temple fair?"
In the past few years when Qi Shu went down the mountain, he saw a lot of people and got rid of a lot of demons, but he really didn't go to the temple fair.
He thought about it, nodded: "OK."
The temple fair in Lingyang City is held once a month. On the day of the temple fair, the curfew is postponed by two hours, and people can play until midnight.
Qi Shu was led by Yue Yunqing and walked down the street. All he could see was a dazzling array of lanterns, peddlers trying to yell, and young men and women in twos and threes.
Crowded, fireworks world.
All are invisible scenery on Kunlun Mountain.
Compared with Kunlun, Qi Shu actually prefers life in the mortal world.
He has not been in the Immortal Sect for a long time, but those few years of cultivation have already made him feel extremely boring. He couldn't imagine how to get here for hundreds of years.
On the contrary, mortals have a short lifespan, but they live more vividly and enthusiastically.
"Brother Qi Shu, eat this, it's delicious!"
Yue Yunqing grew up in Lingyang City and was very familiar with this temple fair. He dragged Qi Shu into the crowd, let him taste the freshly baked pastries on the roadside, and took him to see the temple fair woven with rattan. Gadgets, for a while they were clamoring to put up lanterns.
Qi Shu could be considered to know why the magistrate sent four or five servants to follow him when he was just visiting a temple fair.
If you don't follow closely, it's really easy to lose it.
Children at this age are most likely to be distracted. After a while, Yue Yunqing saw something, shook off Qi Shu's hand and ran into the crowd with a "wow".
"Yunqing—"
Qi Shu was still helping him line up to buy candied haws, so he couldn't leave for the time being. He used his spiritual power to investigate for a while, and saw that the other party was not far away, with a few attendants by his side, so he was relieved.
Let him play by himself, clean.
Thinking of this, Qi Shu stopped worrying about finding someone, and only used his spiritual power to pay close attention to Yue Yunqing's situation.
Not far away, I met another vendor selling masks.
There are more than a dozen masks on the stall, and a young man and woman are choosing masks.
"These two are a pair." The woman held two masks in her hand, and used one of them to make gestures on the man's face, "You look good wearing it."
The man was dressed like a scholar, his ears were slightly red, and he was so nervous that he stuttered: "But you two are clearly a wolf and a rabbit. How, how can this be a pair?"
"I said they are a couple, and they are a couple." The woman refused to listen, and threw the little wolf's mask to the scholar, and put on another one herself, "Pay the money and let's go."
After speaking, he walked briskly to the next booth.
The scholar muttered "it's not said in the book", but he didn't hide the smile in his eyes, paid the money, picked up the mask and chased after him.
Qi Shu watched in a daze until the stall owner called him.
"Young master, do you also buy masks?"
Qi Shucai turned his attention to the booth, and saw a red fox mask at a glance.
The little fox was painted vividly, with crescent-like eyes and a sly smile.
"This." Qi Shu said.
He was still holding the candied haws he bought for Yue Yunqing in one hand, and reached into his bosom with the other, but found nothing.
The silver that Qi Shu brought from Kunlun was used up on the first day, and these days he lived and ate at the magistrate's place, and today's visit to the temple fair was naturally paid by the magistrate.
The last few copper coins were spent by him buying candied haws.
Qi Shu glanced at the little fox's mask, and shook his head regretfully: "Forget it, I won't buy—"
"I'll pay for him."
Suddenly a deep and clear voice came from behind, Qi Shu was all too familiar with this voice, he turned his head suddenly.
Then he froze.
The visitor was wearing a black brocade robe, with long hair in half a bundle, and a finely carved jade crown on his head, which was as gentle as jade and full of elegance.
Qi Shu thought in a daze that he had identified the wrong person.
His master has always only been dressed in white, like a banished fairy descended into the world, untouched by the mortal world.
How can you dress like this
But the world-renowned Ling Xiao Sword was hanging on his waist, and the stream of immortal spiritual power on it was deliberately hidden, making it look like an ordinary decoration.
It couldn't be anyone else.
"division-"
Gu Hanjiang walked up to meet Qi Shu's gaze, passed his slender fingers over him, and picked up the little red fox mask that Qi Shu had been looking at for a long time from the booth.
"You want this?"
He lowered his head and asked him, his voice extremely gentle.
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