How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

When Jian Qianshan woke up, there was still a ray of sunlight on his eyelashes.At first, he felt that there was something weighing more than a thousand catties on his chest, which made him unable to wake up like a ghost pressing a bed.Then his nose itched, he sneezed and finally opened his eyes.Only then did he see clearly that it was Dr. Qi's tabby cat that was pressing in his arms.The soft blanket is not only warm, but also provides a place for the cat to rest its claws.It seemed to feel that Jian Qianshan had woken up, and the cat also yawned long, hooked its paws on the blanket, then landed on Jian Qianshan's legs, stretched itself, meowed in satisfaction, and jumped to the ground. on the ground.

Jian Qianshan looked at it with his arms around the blanket, so it raised its furry tail, hooked Jian Qianshan's calf and rubbed against his leg.Jian Qianshan looked at the big cat in a daze for a moment, and finally couldn't help reaching out to touch it.Stroking the cat only started and never ended, the big tabby cat turned its head and rubbed against his wrist, so Jian Qianshan simply hugged the cat into his arms and smoothed its fur.The soft and smooth feel is comparable to that of satin.The flower cat was also rubbed very comfortably by him, purring a few times.

Although it is winter, the sun is extremely warm. The cats, blankets and sunshine are simply the configuration for the elderly in advance.Jian Qianshan completely forgot about the important things until Xingheying walked in holding a snow bamboo:

"Brother... Uh, brother, are you playing with cats?"

"Huh?" Jian Qianshan glanced sideways at him, suddenly felt his nose itchy, and subconsciously reached out to rub it.Xingheying was so frightened that the bamboo branches dropped, and rushed forward to grab his hand that caused trouble:

"Brother, don't!"

One step too late, Jian Qianshan, who had a cold and was bewildered, finally remembered in a daze that he didn't seem to be suitable for petting cats, but the itch was already soaring to the sky, and before he had time to slow down, he sneezed loudly and blurted out——

"Ah!"

Hua Mao was frightened and jumped off his lap.Xingheying also shrank his neck in fright, and the next second he heard Dr. Qi, who was drawing water to make tea in the yard, let out a lion roar:

"Did the dead boy tease my cat again?! I can't stop sneezing after hugging the cat. Why don't I have a long memory!"

Jian Qianshan took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe his nose again, Xing Heying finally grabbed the handkerchief ahead of time and wiped it for him: "Senior brother! You still have cat hair on your hands! There is no end to wiping again!"

Obviously a very shrewd and capable elder brother, but unfortunately he is not immune to cat fur.Hug the cat and then touch the nose, and sneeze to reduce the combat effectiveness from full to zero.Normally, he remembered that he would wash his hands after touching a cat; unfortunately, typhoid fever makes people unresponsive, and falls into an endless sneezing cycle...

He was still sneezing, but Xingheying was fine. Although his voice was still a little hoarse, he was a good man in the world without dizziness or blurring.Just staring at Jian Qianshan and washing his hands, he stretched out his hand and touched Jian Qianshan's forehead:

"Well...it's not that hot anymore, brother, why don't you go back to your room and sleep for a while?"

Makes sense.Jian Qianshan rubbed his forehead, even if he rubbed the cat and sneezed, he still had a stuffy nose and couldn't breathe.Drowsy and just wanting to sleep, Xingheying sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Jian Qianshan's head like usual Jian Qianshan rubbed his head:

"Brother, why did you recover from your cold slower than me?"

Jian Qianshan hadn't answered yet, but someone jumped in - "He still needs to take care of you, and you don't have to take care of him."

Xingheying was shocked, and even Jian Qianshan was taken aback.Dr. Qi looked up, but he was standing outside the medicine hut on his way home.In front of the door is a path leading to a secluded snow, with green bamboos along the path, a few snowfalls fell in the breeze, landed on the snow-blue skirt of the return journey, but slid down on the satin material again.

Wearing a snow-blue jacket with a white jacket, he stood on the snowy path like a cedar tree.However, he was holding the sword behind his back, and there was an awe-inspiring sword intent.

Of course he was the one who spoke, but he seldom came to Dr. Saki's medicine house.Dr. Qi frowned slightly, but when he saw the way back from the question, he smiled slightly. The smile looked like a naughty boy, but it was so gentle: "It's nothing, I'm not here to find medicine. I'm here to find someone."

Find someone?Xingheying and Jian Qianshan looked at Dr. Qi together, but they pointed at Xingheying when they asked about the way home: "Xiaoying, come with Teacher Wei."

There is a saying that you will never do anything wrong in your life, and you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night.However, Xingheying was guilty, very guilty, so he put his hands on Jian Qianshan's shoulders, and hid directly behind Jian Qianshan, revealing half of his face, with big eyes looking pitifully at the way back:

"Master? What are you going to do? Give me another two days to make up the incident that we hid outside your door the day before yesterday. Can you punish me for sweeping the mountain gate after I make up a reason?"

Asking about the way home is not what he does, the master of the sword, Dao Xin Gui Ya, pulls the sword in his hand, holds the sheath in his left hand and pulls out a piece of it in the right, looking at the light of the sword in the sun, as if carelessly:

"Xiaoying, what are you afraid of? As the saying goes, 'The youngest son and the eldest grandson are the lifeblood of the old lady'. Even though your master and I are old men, I still love you very much!"

Master!I feel very insecure when you say such things with a sword in your hand!

Asking about the way home, he put his sword back into its sheath with a smile on his face: "Xiaoying, both of your senior brothers have already achieved a little bit of sword art. Since they are both my own disciples, it is not good for you to be too far behind as a teacher. Since you have already How about using this time to give you a good tutoring as a teacher before class is over?"

"Master, can you stop laughing like an old fox when you say this?! I think you want to hit me in the name of continuing to practice sword art!"

"Hey, what are you afraid of?" Wen Huitu stood outside the medicine house and waved to him, "I won't eat you as a teacher, good job, come quickly!"

Jian Qianshan patted Xingheying's shoulder, to the effect that he shouldn't be cowardly with me.Just about to follow along with Xingheying to ask about the way home, but Master Master suddenly added another sentence:

"Qianshan, since you are suffering from the cold, go back and have a good rest."

Jian Qianshan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly felt something was wrong.If it is to teach sword formulas, wooden swords are enough; even in the sword gate there are ordinary iron swords for disciples to practice sword formulas, why did the master bring out the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword today?

Moreover, why does Xingheying seem to be "taught" alone?Even he is not allowed to follow?

Jian Qianshan was very puzzled. On the way home, he had already grabbed Xingheying who was holding on to the fence door of the medicine hut, and waved to him:

"Don't worry, Qianshan, as a teacher, I won't let Xiaoying lose her skin, just go back and rest at ease."

"You won't let my skin peel off! You will directly exhaust me to death!! I know!!" Xingheying protested to no avail, and was still dragged away by the master.Jian Qianshan only felt that he had a very bad headache. After thinking about it, Master would not eat A Ying, so it was more important to go back and have a good sleep.

Let’s talk about dragging Xingheying on the way home, like a dead dog, through the sword-dancing Lunjianping and the Qizhitai where the sutras are taught. The apprentice arrived at Wuti Yuan, which was very secluded.At this time, the cold winter is killing, and the green grass in Wutiyuan has long been withered and yellowed and buried by snow, and even the creek has become a crevice of ice. As soon as he let go on the way home, Xingheying immediately tried to climb the tree, and was dragged by the master again back.Before he could shake his wits and continue, he turned his head and looked coldly at Xingheying:

"Give up your useless resistance, brat, draw your sword! Let me fight you without the sheath!"

Xingheying stared blankly and asked about the way home, with only one thought in mind.

Longevity, Shimen domestic violence scene!