Spring rain, spring rain,
rain in spring,
pattering underground,
Spring flowers, spring flowers,
flowers in spring,
Delicate and flawless...
In the clear sky of late spring in March,
Cloudless and clear;
Flowers bloom like clouds,
The fragrance of flowers overflows the world.
La la la...
Ye Qingxuan regained consciousness amidst the clean and flawless nursery rhymes, and immediately felt the warmth of the autumn sun shining on his face outside the window, in addition to the clarity of the nursery rhymes.
It's so comfortable, I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time.
Ye Qingxuan woke up, but closed his eyes and did not open them.
The body is empty, and I can't feel the slightest true energy...
Zhuo Huifan's swordsmanship is really powerful, he actually suffered such a serious internal injury, and the effect is quite strange, as long as he circulates his true energy, he will go crazy, and purple lightning will appear in his body, if it is like last night After being electrocuted several times, my meridians and dantian will probably suffer more serious damage until it is completely destroyed.
When Ye Qingxuan was feeling the changes in his body, not far away, a pretty girl's voice said: "Idiot, Xiao Liuer is a big idiot."
The voice of the boy who just sang said, "Huh? How could Qiaoer scold me?" The voice was full of energy and extremely loud.
"Obviously Xiao Liu is a big idiot. It's autumn now, why are you still singing spring songs? So, Xiao Liu is a big idiot..."
"Eh? What should I do? I can only sing this song!"
The boy's silly answer made people feel like they wanted to laugh.
Hahaha…
Laughter erupted, but it wasn't Ye Qingxuan, but an old voice.
"Look, Old Ding is laughing at you..." the little girl said arrogantly and unceremoniously.
oh-
The boy let out an annoyed sound, and the old voice laughed even more cheerfully.
"Xiao Liu's face was blushing because of Qiao'er's words..."
"Damn, I'm hot..."
"Okay, it's hot, it's hot." The old man said with a smile, "You two go outside to play, I still have to write a note to Lao Jiao, and I didn't even write a word because of you two here come out."
The girl's voice said: "Old Dingtou is the most annoying. He obviously can't write, but he falsely accuses others."
"What... what... this little girl, what nonsense are you talking about..."
"Hmph!" the girl snorted dissatisfied.
But there was a sound of crackling footsteps, and the boy's voice approached, asking suspiciously, "Huh?...Grandpa Ding, what are you writing there?"
"Tomorrow, Lao Jiao, a porter, is going to the market. I want to write a note and ask him to help him buy some things. I'm writing now! But I have to think about each word slowly, and my arms are so tired! It's so annoying. , don't bother me."
"Hey, you're so bent over thinking about it, can't you remember the words?" the boy's voice said.
cluck cluck...
The girl couldn't help laughing.
"You little brat, you're playing tricks again, begging for a beating!"
"Let me write it for you."
"Are you joking?"
"I'm serious!" The boy obviously leaned forward again, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! What's wrong with the 'taro' of taro? What you wrote is the 'pole' of a bamboo pole!"
"Nonsense... nonsense!"
"I'm not talking nonsense! I just can't stand it anymore. Grandpa Ding, do you want Uncle Jiao to go outside and buy you a bamboo pole?"
"It's taro! You brat!"
"Then don't try to be brave, wouldn't it be enough to change it to 'taro'?"
"If I knew, I wouldn't have made a mistake at the beginning." Lao Dingtou finally sighed and admitted failure.
cluck cluck...
The little girl's crisp laughter sounded again...
The boy Xiaoliu said helplessly: "Hey... no! Grandpa Ding... no one can understand this note except you!"
"Okay! Then you write and read."
The old man handed him the pen.
"I can write, but don't complain, don't complain!"
The sound of Xiao Liu'er sitting down came.
After a while, Old Ding's furious voice sounded: "Little six, you...you idiot!"
"What? You can't write, and you call people stupid." The boy complained.
"Your snot is on the paper!"
The girl almost fell to the ground laughing.
"Oh! Really? This is a bonus."
There was the sound of crumpling a piece of paper, followed by the sound of blowing one's nose.
"Stupid Xiao Liu, paper is very expensive."
"Then I'll pay you back..."
"Who wants the paper you blew your nose on, idiot!"
The sound of banging on the head came...
The boy's cry of pain, the old man's complaint, and the little girl's innocent laughter rang in Ye Qingxuan's ears...
For a moment, Ye Qingxuan thought that he was back to his childhood when he was playing and laughing with his master, senior brother, and nephews in Qingyun Temple.
I miss you so much...
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth curved involuntarily.
"Huh?" The boy's voice sounded like a curious baby again, "This uncle is so strange, he still laughs when he sleeps..."
"ah!"
With the sound of pedaling footsteps, Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes, and a little girl who was only about ten years old suddenly looked at him from the top of his head with big eyes.
"Ah, the beggar has woken up, I have to tell the lady..."
The little girl exclaimed suddenly, turned her head and ran, the sound of pedaling went from near to far, and she left the room in the blink of an eye.
uncle...
beggar...
These brats really don't know how to chatter!
Ye Qingxuan moved his body, the pain in his whole body made him moan uncontrollably.
As soon as the little girl ran away, another little head squeezed in. Her fluffy hair covered her ears all the way, but her face was bright red, with a firmness and quickness that is hard to see in ordinary children. The gray homespun clothes on his body were clean and tidy.
Obviously, this is the idiot Xiao Liu who ghostwritten the old man.
Xiao Liu opened his mouth wide and looked at Ye Qingxuan, Ye Qingxuan also opened his eyes wide, staring at him motionless.
On the contrary, the old man next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and approached him with a smile. A simple old farmer's face immediately appeared in front of Ye Qingxuan, but what Ye Qingxuan didn't know was that last night, it was this old man in the carriage. After checking his whole body, if he didn't see any trace of true energy in his body, he would have been recognized by others long ago, and he would have no place to bury him.
At this moment, the old man looked at Ye Qingxuan with a smile as if he didn't know a little bit of martial arts, and said: "Little brother, don't move, your injury is not healed yet, and moving around will affect the recovery of the injury." .”
"I... what's wrong with me?" Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but pretend to be confused.
"Uncle, don't you remember what happened the night before yesterday?"
"Before, the day before yesterday?"
This time Ye Qingxuan was really surprised.
Unexpectedly, I fell into a coma for a whole day and two nights... I have never suffered such a big loss in my life...
The little boy nodded firmly.
"Uncle, do you want some water?" Xiao Liu asked.
"Okay, okay." Ye Qingxuan said, "But... I'm not an uncle!"
"Huh?" Xiao Liu scratched his head in distress.
How old am I
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help thinking.
The old Dingtou next to him couldn't help laughing.
"What's your name, boy?"
"I... Tang, Tang Bohu..."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but use the pseudonym he used once again. Apart from the bad taste, he didn't bother to think about other names...
Old Dingtou took out a dry pipe from nowhere, smoked it vigorously, and said with a smile: "That girl Qiaoer has gone to tell Miss, I think Miss Qiurong will come to ask you later, you can answer truthfully." good… "
"As it should be, as it should be."
Ye Qingxuan always felt that there was something wrong with the old man's head in front of him. His eyes were shining like an old man, he looked like he was dying, and his face was full of creases, but his eyes had the look of a young man.
This old man is unusual.
Ye Qingxuan, who can't act rashly, can only judge the depth of a person based on their appearance.
Sure enough, after a while, a familiar fragrance came from outside, and the Qiu Rong whom I had seen in a trance last night reappeared in the room, and after briefly asking Ye Qingxuan a few questions, she poured a vermilion elixir It was stuffed into Ye Qingxuan's mouth.
Once ingested, the elixir instantly turned into a stream of heat that spread throughout the body, and the remaining internal injuries improved in an instant. Knowing that it is an excellent medicine for treating internal injuries, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing secretly that Miss Chu, whom everyone talks about, is really kind. She is willing to use this one, which is absolutely precious in comparison, when she treats an ordinary person who doesn't know her basics. Elixir.
Ye Qingxuan made up a set of rhetoric almost without thinking. After all, when he returned to Shenwu and joined Motianling Beisen, he worked hard in this capacity. This time, he just added a disaster in his hometown. Henceforth, the story of starvation and fainting on the road was told. From the beginning to the end, that Qiu Rong didn't doubt much, and didn't even listen carefully, but the old Dingtou next to him didn't blink his eyes when he was talking. Stare into my own eyes.
Fortunately, it was not the first time he lied to someone, and the story was told very smoothly, and everyone fooled it without any doubts.
The other party comforted him a few times, and waited for Chu Dieyi and Ye Qingxuan to make amends, to comfort him and let him heal his injuries here, and then talk about other things...
Ye Qingxuan was very grateful, but at the same time he thought to himself, before he fully recovered, it would be safer to hide under this big umbrella.
Especially before this action, Ye Qingxuan used his invincible make-up technique to slightly change his eyebrows into an ordinary face with a little handsomeness. He couldn't help himself even when they met, especially because he used kung fu to shorten his height by an inch, making him appear thinner than normal.
This set of kung fu was also used when he mixed into the Beisen sub-helm, and he was familiar with it without any problems.
Thus, Ye Qingxuan stayed in Chu's class of "The World's Best Dancer" Chu Dieyi.