Catch the stars

In the following week, Dian Qingkong kept saying that she was sick.With no one to disturb him and no stinginess to himself, he finally got a glimpse of the way from the beginning and made a little success in the promotion.

Although it is still weak to the point of scum, it is already very good in this family where the strongest is nothing more than good luck.

Among the younger generation of the Chang family, the only outstanding ones are Chang Ke and Chang Wu.It's not that there are no other people who have achieved a little bit, but they are already adults, and they are only considered younger in terms of seniority, but their strength is not necessarily better than the former two.

Two months later, it will be the coming-of-age ceremony, and Dian Qingkong not only needs to beat the crowd, but also wants to officially launch the plan.

First of all, he had to leave Chang's house for a while, and before that he had to figure out Chang Shan's intentions.

I met a lot of people along the way, and the difference from the indifference last time was that the adults' faces twitched a little this time, with a smile that didn't match the flesh, which was extremely ugly.There are three types of peers, one is a detour, the other is a nodding acquaintance, and the last one looks like he is gnashing his teeth and eager to rush up, and all of them are friends or dog legs of those second generation ancestors.

Come and not reciprocate indecently.The former turned a blind eye to Dian Qingkong, the middle one hooked the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded in return, while the latter naturally had frosty eyes, piercingly cold.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but the journey was safe and sound.

When he arrived at Chang Shan's residence, he was still unmarried and naturally had no heirs. The one who opened the door was his apprentice, a youthful boy younger than Fu Sheng, who rarely walked around in the clan, so that Fu Sheng didn't have him in his memory, and he didn't know him either. Fu Sheng said timidly at the moment: "You... ok. May I ask you to find my master?"

For the beautiful boy, Dian Qingkong has a natural liking for him, and it is rare for him to smile softly: "Yeah, is the teacher there, can you let me in?"

"Yes, please." The boy answered while opening the door.

Changshan's residence is very simple and bright. After entering the house, you can see the wooden tables, chairs and tea tables at a glance, and you can smell the faint medicinal fragrance of tranquility in the air.Except for some small potted herbs, there are no decorations, and there is no dust at all.

After Greeting Dian Qingkong sat down, the boy started to get busy, taking out some small flower cakes from the cabinet while boiling water to make tea, and had to notify Chang Shan.

When the other party finally sat down, Dian Qingkong asked: "What's your name?"

The boy's handsome face was rosy and sweaty due to running around, and he was still a little shy, so he lowered his head and didn't look directly at Dian Qingkong: "My name is Wang Chuan."

Dian Qingkong enjoyed the hospitality and was in a happy mood: "My name is Fusheng, but I prefer to call myself Kong, the sky's Kong."

During the conversation between you and me, Dian Qingkong gradually learned about Wang Chuan's life experience.He is an abandoned baby adopted by Chang Shan. He is verbally said to be an apprentice, but in fact he is no different from his own son.His aptitude is not outstanding, and he prefers to play with herbs and occasionally make alchemy than to practice.Chang Shan didn't force him to take the path of pedantry and inherit his mantle, not to mention that he knew that Wang Chuan liked medicine, not because he was keen on curing diseases and saving lives, but to preserve his health.

Maybe it's because I've been alone for a long time, and today it's rare for someone to visit and talk to him gently.At the beginning, Wang Chuan seemed to have opened up the chatter, as if he wanted to speak out all the words accumulated in the past, so that some of the previous sentences did not follow the next sentence, but they were all small and interesting daily things.

Seeing the pure and innocent smile on Wang Chuan's face, Dian Qingkong seemed to be infected a little bit, forgetting the considerations and temptations when he came, and completely relaxed.It seems that Chang Shan is not really that pedantic and old-fashioned, he really likes Wang Chuan, but it's a pity that the age gap is there.

Finally Chang Shan came, Wang Chuan quickly brought a cup of strong tea, he took a sip, moistened his throat, looked at the clear sky, and said gently: "Come with me."

Dian Qingkong had no choice but to wave to Wang Chuan, and followed Changshan up to the second floor, and then turned into the inner room: a small room, with two large drawers on the left and right walls, and the one on the left was locked sporadically. What things; the one on the right is unlocked, and each drawer is correspondingly pasted with the name label of a Chinese medicine; in the middle are all kinds of sundries neatly placed.

Chang Shan was not in a hurry, he said to Dian Qingkong: "Show me the Ziqi Transformation Cauldron again."

Dian Qingkong had expected it a long time ago, and the scene in the school was almost repeated in the room. Why almost? Because this time it was faster, the tripod was more solid, and Dian Qingkong breathed steadily from the beginning to the end, without changing his face.

But Chang Shan couldn't help being shocked again, even more excited than last time, and said directly: "You are really a genius."

He turned and walked towards the cabinet on the left, before he could take out the object, Dian Qingkong's voice came from his ear: "Genius refers to those who are born outstanding, but I am not."

Recalling the youth's life experience and past performance, Chang Shan looked at Dian Qingkong's resolute and sad and lonely face, finally nodded, took out a black scroll from a locked drawer, held it in both hands, turned and said seriously: "Will you truly worship me as your teacher"

Dian Qingkong understands that this scroll is extraordinary, and his intuition tells him that this scroll is not only very important to Chang Shan, but also helpful to him who is used to seeing strange books and secret books in Zhaixing Building, but he still shakes his head and refuses: "I have a teacher."

This is not a lie, that person is the owner of the previous generation of Zhaixing Building, and has now turned into one of the stars that adorn the night sky.

Chang Shan's eagle-like sharp eyes stared straight at him, his face gloomy.

Dian Qingkong had a firm expression, looked at him without fear, and added: "The student has today, and the teacher has contributed a lot."

This is an explanation, he can't forget his roots, and it's also a statement that he will never join another teacher.

I don't know how long the confrontation lasted, Chang Shan finally closed his eyes and sighed: "Forget it, you and I are only destined."

As Dian Qingkong said, the boy in front of him has little to do with him today, it is his master who discovered and developed his talent.That being the case, how could he afford to call "Master"

Dian Qingkong is also a pity, but he has no regrets.He is also an abandoned baby, because of the master, he has a family and a brother who cares for him like an elder brother, although the brother sealed him later with his own hands.

"Even so, I still have to leave this to you. The most beautiful and daring idea in my life can only be realized in your hands."

Dian Qingkong was slightly surprised, and immediately took the scroll solemnly, opened it, and saw that there were rows of ink marks on the white paper, clean and tidy, the words were vigorous and powerful, and there was a faint fragrance of ink.The text records a kind of martial art called "Lotus Dance", and it is extremely detailed, so you can tell it is the first volume at a glance.With the in-depth understanding, Dian Qingkong's eyes gradually widened, first he was surprised by the bold idea of ​​this technique, and then his face became serious.

The martial arts are very good, and even how the small meridians work are introduced in detail.But just like this, even under the condition that the theory is correct, to meet all the requirements and practice the "Lotus Dance", the difficulty is far beyond its value.Regardless of the initial gas-gathering and lotus formation, and the final fragmentation and lotus petals flying freely, the control of spiritual power itself requires extreme meticulousness, and it is even more difficult to be practical in battle.

Chang Shan also understood, saying: "I don't require you to master it. If you succeed, come and tell me how you succeeded; if you failed, also come and tell you why you failed. I learn from experience to perfect it .If you want to train your spiritual power micromanagement, I suggest you learn medicine refining from Chuan'er."

Downstairs Wang Chuan is hosting several unexpected guests: Chang Wen Chang Chuan's parents.

While waiting, the man was expressionless, while the mother was a little worried and nervous, a little obsequious and wanted to please Wang Chuan, trying to get out what Chang Shan usually liked to hear, but he didn't succeed, so his expression was a little ugly.But when Chang Shan appeared, they immediately burst into smiles, and then they recognized Dian Qingkong behind Chang Shan, and their smiles stiffened suddenly.

A trace of disgust and malice flashed in the bottom of the eyes, although the two women quickly covered it up, they still did not escape Dian Qingkong's eyes, Dian Qingkong came straight to Wang Chuan and sat down beside Wang Chuan with a blank face, he also guessed the purpose of everyone's coming , intending to watch how these people excused their son from Chang Shan with cold eyes.

Chang Shan said lightly, "What are you doing here today?"

The four people who were ignored, especially the two women's faces were faintly blue, but they held back rationally and did not attack.Knowing that Chang Shan can be described as a straightforward person, he opened his mouth and tactfully went straight to the point: "Elder Chang, it was indeed Chuan'er and Wen'er's fault that he lost the importance of playing around. We mothers are also responsible for this matter. , They are still children after all, at the age of playing, we can't ask them by the standards of adults."

Chang Wen's mother spoke first.She was very smart, she didn't try to get Chang Shan to release Chang Wen Chang Chuan from the ancestral hall at the beginning, but first admitted her mistake sincerely and told Chang Shan that they were the instigators and almost took all the responsibility.In this way, if they make Chang Shan unhappy with their words, they can only blame it on their "loving mother", and the other party will not be angry with Chang Wen and Chang Chuan.

"Yes, yes, elder. People are not sages and sages. Even adults make mistakes sometimes."

Chang Chuan's mother agreed.Although the two men did not speak, their arrival had already shown their attitude.

Because he is his own child, no matter how vicious a dude is, even if he almost kills someone, can he just say "just a child" without changing his face? They are disgustingly profane.

Unfortunately, they still underestimated Chang Shan's stubbornness.If he can't do what he says, how can he discipline others in the future, not to mention that he still has to ask Dian Qingkong now.Of course, he would not intentionally make things difficult for Chang Wen and Chang Chuan.

The two families can only have hot faces and cold butts.

The expressions of the two women were ugly, and after a brief embarrassment, they were a little subtle. They tried their best to make their smiles natural and kind, and found a breakthrough from Dian Qingkong: "Xiaofu, aunt..."

That disgusting energy surged up again, this time so violently that it went straight to the throat, Dian Qingkong immediately interrupted them: "I mind, mind very much, mind very much."

The two women were stunned, their faces were first stiff and blue and then gloomy, even the two men were no exception.