Sensing someone approaching, Duan Qingming turned his head calmly, and saw three or five green bamboos beside the clear pond. A child who looked to be about ten years old was standing under the shade of the bamboos and looking at him. His green clothes made him look like a small bamboo, thin but straight.
The identity of the little guest...
Duan Qingming understood the general idea after just a glance. He smiled politely and turned back to reading the book. It was obvious that he had no interest in him.
Gu Pinglin frowned immediately.
The spiritual sense perception ability is so sharp, it seems that Duan Qingming has already started to practice the mental method. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the cultivation family. Unfortunately, I am one step behind again.
Fortunately, in two years I will enter the Lingxin Sect and master the "Creation Art", so the gap of two years is not too big.
Gu Pinglin calmed himself down and was not disappointed with Duan Qingming's reaction.
When they first met in the previous life, he didn't pay attention to himself. Under that gentle appearance, there was a conceited and extremely empty soul. He had been looking for excitement all his life, and perhaps that woman was the only one... In his previous life, in addition to resentment, Gu Pinglin was actually a little proud. It was rare for him to become an enemy recognized by him.
Just because he seemed to not care didn't mean he really would ignore it. I don't know how many people were fooled by this illusion. Gu Pinglin knew Duan Qingming better than anyone else, so he did nothing and just stood there.
Under the bamboos, in front of the flowers. One is staring at people, the other is reading a book.
The man was motionless;
The book has not been turned for a long time.
Gradually, the atmosphere in Ninghe became strange. This strange state continued inexplicably, and the two seemed to have entered into a silent confrontation.
After a cup of tea, Gu Pinglin felt a fierce momentum coming from the opposite side. Facing the familiar pressure, Gu Pinglin's eyes became brighter. One is a true genius, and the other is a soul that has experienced hundreds of battles. The fighting spirit is invisible, and it collides fiercely in the air. The diffused smoke and dust are simply suffocating. If someone approaches at this moment, they will definitely be scared. This aura is actually emitted by two children.
A stick of incense passed.
Two incense sticks passed.
…
Faint laughter could be heard in the distance. The banquet outside had ended and the guests had entered the garden to play. However, the bustle could not affect this side. It seemed as if a transparent wall had been built within a radius of several feet, isolating the two from the outside world.
Finally, Duan Qingming bent his lower lip, lowered his chin, and stood up from the embroidery chair.
Every gesture and movement is in line with the standards of a child from an aristocratic family.
A thin plain hairband hung down to his chest with his black hair, strung with two beautifully carved small gold beads. He still held the book in his hand, walked slowly to Gu Pinglin, lowered his head slightly, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said nothing. In his previous life, Duan Qingming was tall, and now he is not much older than Gu Pinglin, but he is already like a 13 or 14-year-old boy. When he stands in front of a child of the same age, he naturally feels oppressive.
Gu Pinglin didn't care about this external difference and looked up at him.
The distance between his eyebrows was a little close, giving the illusion that he was frowning, but there was a gentle smile on his lips, making him look like a most stable and sensible young man.
There are a pair of profound eyes on the innocent little face.
The tail of the eye smoothly rises to form a phoenix tail line, with a natural light red color on the top, which sets off the dark pupil, adding a bit of charm to the whole face for no reason. The smile in the eyes often makes people feel like spring breeze, but when you really see through it, you will only find a deep coldness. Only when facing the opponent with a sword, will there burst out a strange enthusiasm and excitement.
These eyes were Gu Pinglin’s nightmare in his previous life. Gu Pinglin would never forget them even if he turned into ashes.
"You will always be the loser." The devilish voice seemed to still echo in my ears.
When Gu Pinglin sneered in his heart, Duan Qingming's eyes flashed.
This strange child was extremely beautiful, with beautiful eyebrows that looked gentle, but big eyes that were cold and clear, as if smiling provocatively. He had an extraordinary demeanor, and judging by his attire... he definitely couldn't be from a noble family.
This trace of doubt slipped away very quickly, but Gu Pinglin caught it immediately. Although he was a genius, he was still young and did not have the cunningness to speak and laugh freely. Gu Pinglin quickly put away his hostility. After all, he was an adult and would not lower himself to deal with an opponent who had not yet grown up. It seemed that he had to wait.
"What's your name?" Duan Qingming suddenly asked.
The childish voice was far less clear than the deep voice in his memory. Gu Pinglin was a little bored and was about to leave, but then he changed his mind and stared at him and answered slowly, "Your opponent."
"Oh? Your opponent... has great ambitions," Duan Qingming chuckled, like a kind little brother, not taking the words seriously at all. He naturally reached out and pulled Gu Pinglin up, "Little brother, you are lost. Can I take you to see your mother?"
I didn’t intend to hide my identity, but this kind of probing… Gu Pinglin was not going to be tricked by the kid, so he pulled his hand back and said, “I’m not lost.”
Duan Qingming immediately said "Oh" and smiled more cordially: "That's great, how about I go with you to meet your mother?"
Gu Pinglin couldn't help but frown, thinking of the smug Duan Qingming. Back then, the two were well-known sworn enemies, and they didn't have much face-to-face communication. Now it seems that he is indeed very cunning at such a young age, and is trying to find ways to disguise his identity.
interesting.
Gu Pinglin simply turned around to face him and asked, "Want to know who I am?"
Duan Qingming did not answer.
Gu Pinglin raised his eyebrows: "Guess for yourself."
Duan Qingming looked at him for a while and said, "I want to know who you are. That's easy."
This person's evil nature is really innate. Gu Pinglin snorted lightly, knowing that he had never practiced martial arts, and it was useless to avoid it, so he simply stood there without moving, and was kicked directly into the pond behind the bamboo.
The water was shallow near the pond, so Duan Qingming was not afraid that anything might happen to him, and he did not call for help. He just smiled and watched his reaction.
Gu Pinglin climbed up the bank calmly. He had no cultivation skills, and the water stirred his already bad complexion, which turned a little blue. He looked down at the clothes sticking to his body and said, "Let's go."
Duan Qingming deliberately asked: "Where are you going?"
"Of course I have to change my clothes," Gu Pinglin said with a half-smile, "I am a guest, you can't let me go out and meet people like this, don't ask me to give you away."
Duan Qingming narrowed his eyes slightly: "Wait here, I'll ask someone to bring some clothes..."
"If you run away, who should I settle the score with?" Gu Pinglin interrupted him slowly, "My name is Yu Feibai,"
Let him go now? I'm afraid that within half an hour, everyone inside and outside will know that there is a kid who fell into the water, and his identity will naturally be clear. The Yu family is a third-rate family in the cultivation world, which is also appropriate.
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "You are quite self-aware. You are from the Yu family, the sixth in the direct line?"
Gu Pinglin's mouth twitched: "My sixth brother died shortly after he was born, so I am the tenth."
Unable to find any problems with the test, Duan Qingming pursed his lips, believing it. He turned around and motioned Gu Pinglin to follow him. Not wanting to be seen by outsiders, he deliberately chose a secluded and less populated road, and took Gu Pinglin out of the garden, through several corridors, and finally into a small courtyard.
The houses in the courtyard were neatly arranged, the eaves and windows were beautifully carved, and everywhere was surprisingly clean, with not a speck of dust on the stone floor. Duan Qingming had a slight mysophobia, which Gu Pinglin had discovered in his previous life. Today was the first birthday banquet for the young master of the Duan family. There were many people outside, but only two maids were left in the courtyard. When they saw Duan Qingming, they smiled and came up to greet him.
Duan Qingming didn't explain anything. He walked into the door with Gu Pinglin and turned around the screen.
The layout of the room was simple and elegant, with desks, tables, chairs and other items, and exquisite furnishings. Entering through a small door, there was a room with a complete bed and curtains, which was obviously his bedroom.
Without any instructions, a maid came in with a piece of clothing and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to help you change clothes, young master?"
Duan Qingming was displeased: "Wear my clothes?"
The maid said angrily, "If I don't wear yours, whose clothes should I wear? You can't let others wear the clothes of servants."
Duan Qingming laughed and glanced at Pinglin: "He is not as good as my servant."
These words were totally unbecoming of a child from an aristocratic family, but Gu Pinglin was not angry.
His calmness really surprised Duan Qingming. As the most precious legitimate son of the Duan family and the future head of the Duan family, Duan Qingming would certainly not let him wear servant's clothes. However, Duan Qingming picked up the silver coat brought by the maid, took a look at it, shook his head, and whispered something. The maid really went out and got another brocade coat.
Bright red, in contrast to Gu Pinglin’s original green clothes.
Duan Qingming said like a little adult: "Today is a big wedding in my family, so I'd better wear something festive."
The maid smiled and replied, "Yes, yes, yes."
I don't have the habit of burning incense. Gu Pinglin took the clothes and made a judgment. He had been fighting for a lifetime and was already experienced. Every detail of his old enemy might be the key to the future victory. Gu Pinglin didn't mind the child's temptation and quickly put it on. The brocade clothes were a little long to wear, but the bright color reduced the paleness of his face.
Having achieved his goal, Gu Pinglin casually said thank you and turned to leave, but was stopped by a hand holding a scroll.
"What's wrong?" Gu Pinglin looked sideways.
"You used me, so you should at least tell me your name," Duan Qingming approached him, his charming eyes flashing coldly, "You are not Xiao Shi of the Yu family."
Unexpectedly, he reacted so quickly. Gu Pinglin's heart sank slightly, but he said calmly, "What did you say?"
"Yu Xiaoshi, there's no need to go to so much trouble to mess with my clothes. What do you want them for, huh?" Duan Qingming at this moment was not the Duan Qingming who later smiled calmly at everything. He had probably never suffered such a loss before. His little face was filled with undisguised anger. He suddenly grabbed Gu Pinglin's hand and turned it over forcefully.
Before he could use any force, Gu Pinglin had already spread out his hands in cooperation.
"Oh, from the Gu family--" Duan Qingming glanced at the engraved jade pendant.
The result of the test was far beyond his expectations. Gu Pinglin was shocked. This person was so smart at such a young age. It was not unfair that he lost in his previous life. "Gu Pinglin."
Duan Qingming threw his hand away: "Bastard."
It was not difficult to judge. The ones he knew were all legitimate sons of status, so he naturally would not remember the name of a bastard. Master Gu had never announced this son to the public, but Gu Pinglin did not belittle himself. So what if he was a bastard? No one took him seriously and he was bullied. That was why he practiced diligently and put in a lot of effort. Everything he had was earned by himself.
Deliberately provoking me was his usual tactic. Gu Pinglin rarely smiled in front of this old enemy: "The legitimate son of the Duan family may not be better than the illegitimate son."
Gu Pinglin already knew Duan Qingming's information by heart. His mother died young, and his father remarried. He was able to keep his position as the eldest son and gain the support of the elders, which might have something to do with his precocity. Unfortunately, a year later...
No matter how smart you are, you are still a child. If you don't know how treacherous people are, how can you fight against the many jackals around you? Thinking of this, Gu Pinglin sighed secretly.
Duan Qingming was not angry at all. He looked at him carefully and said, "You are very interesting. I like you."
Gu Pinglin remained silent.
"I know. You missed the banquet because you were running around. You were afraid of being punished by your stepmother, so you used me to deal with it." Duan Qingming had already guessed the cause and effect, and his face darkened. "You dare to use me? Do you believe that I can make you go back and get beaten with just one word?"
This threat turned him back into a normal child.
Gu Pinglin didn't bother to pay attention to such childish threats, and walked straight out the door. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "An extra pair of eyes."
The eldest son of the number one family in the world of cultivation did not inherit the family's unique skills, but followed his aunt to join the Xuanming Sect. Something must have happened. I have gained an advantage by living an extra life, so it is fair for me to give him some advice.
Hearing this incoherent sentence, Duan Qingming was stunned. He glanced at the maid who was packing clothes inconspicuously, and a chill suddenly appeared on his face.