It's early morning.
Outside the house, the wind and snow were still blowing, and everything was white.
After the story is told.
Linghu Qingzhu said nothing as he took Su Feng and Su Yu away. No other emotions could be seen on his face, and he did not tell them how to live.
There were only three people left in the room, staring at each other.
Luo Qingzhou directly pulled Xia Chan to sit on the bed, looked at Sister Dao and said, "Senior Sister, don't you want to leave? How about we squeeze in? It's very warm for the three of us to sleep together."
"roll."
Sister Dao rolled her eyes at him, then went over to pick up her pillow and quilt, and said, "Don't tell me you didn't even bring your quilt with you?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I really didn't bring it, Senior Sister, please lend it to me for one night."
"Don't even think about it!"
Sister Dao directly put the pillow and bedding into the storage bag, then walked towards the door with her long legs and said, "I'll sleep somewhere else."
Luo Qingzhou immediately stood up, took out his own bedding, sheets and pillow from the storage ring, and said, "Come on, Chanchan, let's make the bed!"
Sister Dao froze in her tracks, turned her head and looked at him and said, "Chu Feiyang, you are such a scoundrel!"
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and bent down to make the bed.
Chanchan lowered her head and helped with a blushing face.
Sister Dao didn't dare to stay any longer. She opened the door, walked out, and helped them close the wooden door.
The footsteps in the courtyard gradually faded away.
After making the bed.
Luo Qingzhou went over to open the door and looked outside. After seeing that everyone had left, he locked the door, took off the mask on his face, and walked to the bedside impatiently and asked, "Chanchan, where are your twin ponytails?"
Xia Chan blushed, lowered her head, and slowly loosened her hands.
“Woo—”
Outside the window, the cold wind is howling.
Suddenly, a sobbing sound of a flute was heard from the cliff not far away.
Linghu Qingzhu, dressed in green, stood there, looking at the abyss of the sea of clouds in front of him, and whistling on the jade flute in his hand.
The night passed quietly.
The next day, the wind and snow continued.
Early in the morning, Luo Qingzhou took Xia Chan and prepared to go down the mountain.
Sister Dao and the two sisters Su Feng and Su Yu accompanied them all the way to the intersection at the back mountain.
No one knew where Linghu Qingzhu had gone.
Luo Qingzhou did not wait. He waved to the three senior sisters and left with Xia Chan.
Sister Dao returned to the thatched cottage in the bamboo forest.
As soon as I opened the door, I suddenly found that the small bed in the corner had collapsed...
"Chanchan, let me sing a song for you."
On the way down the mountain, Luo Qingzhou felt a little bored and decided to sing a song for the little girl next to him.
Xia Chan said: "Oh."
Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat and began to sing.
"I have a donkey, but I never ride it. One day, I rode it to the market on a whim. I was holding the pony's tail in my hand, feeling very proud, but then, I got splashed with mud..."
Xia Chan listened blankly and thought it was very nice. She remembered it silently in her heart and prepared to sing it to Bai Ling when she returned.
When Luo Qingzhou was singing for the fifth time, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure standing on the rock next to him.
Dressed in green, holding a jade flute.
The cold wind blew, her clothes fluttered, her black hair danced, and her cold eyes stared at the two of them.
Luo Qingzhou let go of Chanchan's little hand, and hurried over to bow and said, "Master, why are you here? I wanted to say goodbye to you, but I couldn't find you."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him expressionlessly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "After you go back, practice well. If there are no special circumstances, remember to come for the annual test next month."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Okay."
Linghu Qingzhu said nothing more.
Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, then bowed and said, "Uncle Master, shall we go down the mountain first?"
Linghu Qingzhu looked at the girl behind him and still said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou did not stay any longer. He took the girl beside him and said goodbye and left.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at the two people holding hands and their backs pressed together. His white fingers clenched the jade flute in his hands and he suddenly said, "Chu Feiyang!"
Luo Qingzhou stopped and turned to look at her.
Linghu Qingzhu met his eyes, and after a moment of silence, a faint smile appeared on his face. He said, "From now on, you can call me Uncle Master, no need to call me anything else. Also, your wife is very beautiful and powerful, you must treat her well."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and said: "Yes, Uncle Master, I will."
The two looked at each other again for a moment.
Luo Qingzhou held the girl's hand and continued to walk down the mountain. They soon disappeared in the wind and snow on the hillside.
In the woods, the cold wind was howling, and the sobbing sound of the flute was heard again.
Luo Qingzhou and his companion went down the mountain, took the Dilu horses from the stable at the foot of the mountain, and rode away.
As it was still early, Luo Qingzhou was not in a hurry to go back.
He took Xia Chan for a stroll along the small path along the Yunwu River, checking out the nearby villages, houses, etc.
There are several empty houses along the river. Although simple, they are spacious.
On one side of the house is the vast river, and on the other side is a field covered with ice and snow. It is not difficult to imagine that when spring comes and flowers bloom, this place will be full of green grass, colorful flowers, and various birds catching fish.
Maybe some silly little animals too.
Thinking of small animals, Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered the little fire fox in the storage ring and immediately took a look at it.
The little fire fox was chasing two little rabbits, looking ferocious.
Obviously, Hua Gu's soul has not yet awakened.
The little wild rabbit he had put in before was nowhere to be found. Perhaps it was eaten by the little fire fox, or perhaps it was burned to ashes by its fire.
Except for Dabao and Erbao who are not afraid of its fire, other small animals are naturally no match to it.
Even he has to be careful every time.
Hua Gu's soul has been sleeping for so long and has not woken up yet. I wonder if something went wrong.
He has to ask Sister Yue to help take a look tonight.
By the way, he asked Sister Yue to help him translate the demon clan's martial arts technique "Nine Sticks of the Bull Demon".
If you think about it carefully, from the first time he met Sister Yue until now, Sister Yue has always been helping him.
All his spiritual progress, and even his physical progress, were inseparable from her.
No matter whether it was magical instruments, techniques, or other difficult problems, as long as he went to her, she could almost always help him solve them.
Even during the nightly training, she was always sacrificing herself to help him.
Therefore, if he really had to call someone a master willingly, he felt that Sister Yue was his only true master.
But unfortunately, Sister Yue seems unwilling to be his master.
To be honest, he no longer knew how to repay the other party's kindness.
She doesn't need stories and scriptures for the time being.
As for the thunder tribulation, I don’t know when it will come.
So now every time he saw her, he felt a little uncomfortable, always feeling that he owed her too much and it would be difficult to repay her.
I would feel embarrassed to ask her for help again.
I have to ask her for help translating the exercises again tonight, so I have no choice but to continue to be shameless.
Luo Qingzhou thought, should he take the initiative to give her some gifts
Thinking of the gift, he suddenly remembered that he had left in such a hurry that he forgot to go to the treasure pavilion to choose a gift.
The sect leader told him last night to go to the treasure pavilion to choose treasures during the day.
He advanced from the middle stage of martial artist to the level of great martial artist. According to the rules, he was eligible to enter the treasure pavilion and choose three treasures.
Thinking of this, he immediately reined in the horse, turned its head, and returned the same way.
Xia Chan was stunned in his arms for a moment, then turned her head and looked at him.
Luo Qingzhou kissed her cold little face, hugged her slender waist and said, "I left in such a hurry just now that I forgot to get the gift. Chanchan, what gift do you want? I'll get it for you later."
Xia Chan lowered her head slightly and whispered, "No, no more."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Luo Qingzhou said, "That's great. You can only take three gifts, one for Xiaodie, one for Qiu'er, and one for the second young lady. After all, the last gifts were all given to you, and they don't have any."
Xia Chan pouted her lips slightly and ignored him.
This bad guy just likes to tease her... She will never tie her hair into two ponytails again next time... Humph.
Luo Qingzhou was riding his horse and had just returned to the foot of the mountain when he suddenly saw Linghu Qingzhu standing on the hillside where he had stood yesterday waiting for him.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he got off his horse and said, "Chanchan, wait for me here, I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he walked quickly towards the hillside.
Linghu Qingzhu was holding a jade flute, wearing a fluttering green dress, and looked at him expressionlessly. When he approached, she took out three brocade boxes and handed them to him, saying calmly, "A jade pendant, a pearl flower, and a hairpin. I helped you choose them. I forgot to give them to you just now because I knew you would come back."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, looked at her, then took the brocade box and thanked her, "Thank you, uncle."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at the brocade box in his hand and said softly, "They are small magic tools specially made for girls. They can calm the mind and keep away dust and insects. They are very beautiful. Your wife should like them."
Luo Qingzhou opened the brocade box and took a look. He thanked him again and said, "Thank you for your help, uncle."
The two looked at each other and were silent for a few seconds.
Luo Qingzhou put away the brocade box and bowed, saying, "Uncle Master, it's snowing hard outside. Please go back to the mountain. I'll take my leave now."
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then looked at him and said, "I stood on the edge of the cliff for a long time last night, thinking about a lot of things. Then... I went to see you outside the bamboo hut again."
Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment: "..."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at his ordinary face with a hint of self-mockery on his face: "I didn't expect that I didn't even know what you looked like. I only met you for the first time last night."
After a pause, he continued: "Chu Feiyang, you are pretty and have a good figure, but you are a little... perverted."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Linghu Qingzhu smiled calmly and said, "Okay, I'm going up the mountain. You should leave quickly and don't let your wife wait anxiously. Also, the light was too dim last night. I didn't see anything. I only heard you say in your dream... Go! Go! Go!"
After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.
The figure in green soon disappeared into the woods in the distance.
Luo Qingzhou stood on the hillside, frozen for a long time, then turned and walked down the hillside, came to the big horse and the little horse, lowered his head, and said in a weak voice: "Chanchan, the uncle is dead... dead completely... I want to find a crack to crawl into..."