Master III

Nan Chujiu pulled Guochen Qingran to persuade him: "The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Let's go, you will get sick if you stand for so long in heavy rain."

Chen Qingran's whole body was already wet, he said: "When you found me, was there someone suspicious?"

Nan Chujiu shook his head, "But you do have this sword by your side." After speaking, he took out a long sword from behind.

Nan Chujiu lifted the white cloth on the sword, and it turned out to be the Thousand Stars Sword. At this time, the Thousand Stars Sword was already dimmed.Will never shine again, for his master is no more.

Chen Qingran held back the wounds in his heart and took the Qianxing Sword, and lowered his eyes: "Senior brother..." Chen Qingran only felt that his head was being slapped, and a string of gold stars burst out of his eyes.His vision became more and more blurred and he fell to the ground, splashing muddy water...

Nan Chujiu wiped the rain off his face, picked him up, picked up his staff and double star sword, and left.

When Chen Qingran woke up again, he had already returned to the small bamboo house in Liujiazhuang.His head was dizzy, and he couldn't think about anything.At this time, Nan Chujiu slowly walked over, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand.Nan Chu said with wine: "Are you hungry? Eat something."

Chen Qingran looked at the black Nanchu wine on his face and then at the bowl of scorched porridge.Chen Qingran asked suspiciously, "Master Chujiu, why is your rice black?"

Nan Chujiu wiped his face and said, "This is porridge..."

Chen Qingran: "...Oh."

Nan Chu said with wine: "Drink? If you don't drink, I'll pour it."

Chen Qingran took the bowl of porridge and drank it with his eyes closed. No porridge dripped after pouring for a long time. Finally, Chen Qingran asked, "Master Chujiu, can I have a pair of...bamboo chopsticks?"

Nan Chujiu stood up angrily, went to get a pair of chopsticks, and muttered, "I wouldn't be like this if you didn't have a fever!"

Chen Qingran took the chopsticks and smiled bitterly, "Thank you, Mr. Chujiu. It's just that Qingran has nothing now, and there is nothing in return."

"Just live well, don't worry about the rest." Chen Qingran lowered his head and gave a rare smile, picked up the chopsticks and put them into the bowl.I saw Chen Qingran gradually poking the chopsticks in with force.Just as Chen Qingran was about to pick it up, the bowl broke...

Chen Qingran was stunned, "This... how did you do it?" Nan Chujiu picked up the fragments and snatched the bamboo chopsticks from Chen Qingran's hand with a gloomy face, and said, "You stick to it first, and I'll do it later." A bowl." After speaking, Nan Chujiu threw away the hard porridge.

Nan Chujiu picked up the torch on the stove and blew it up, and puffs of thick smoke billowed in.Nan Chujiu held back his tears and coughed non-stop.Seeing this, Chen Qingran turned over and got out of bed, her footsteps were floating.

He walked to Nanchujiu and took the fire bag in Nanchujiu's hand, and said, "Master Chujiu, let's wash the rice, let Qingran come to light the fire."

Nan Chujiu wiped his face and obediently scooped up a bowl of rice, and said, "If you're not feeling well, just tell me, don't hold on. It's okay if the rice isn't cooked well, at worst, I'll go to the street to buy another bowl and come back. "

Chen Qingran nodded, Nan Chujiu picked up the small basin and went to fetch water.Chen Qingran fanned the pot with the lid next to it, and the fire in the stove suddenly became hotter.Chen Qingran saw that there was still some water beside him and poured it into the pot.

Nan Chujiu came in with the washed rice, and Chen Qingran took the rice and put it into the pot.Chen Qingran looked at the oil-stained rice in the pot and said, "Master Chujiu, your rice is a bit strange."

Nan Chujiu: "No way, I personally picked this."

Chen Qingran said again: "What kind of rice do Master Chujiu think is the best?"

Nanchu wine took it for granted: "Of course it has color. The white one is too ordinary."

Chen Qingran sighed: "Master Chujiu, remember, the particles are full and translucent... Forget it, I will accompany you next time."

"Do you still want this pot of rice?"

"Colored rice is poisonous."

Nan Chujiu thumped his head, "Why don't I go and beat Qingran's fruit! That's not harmful at all!"

"It's troublesome." As soon as Chen Qingran agreed, Nan Chujiu immediately picked up the basket and went out humming a little tune.Chen Qingran looked at the burning flames and thought of the murder of his master and fellow disciples again in his mind.He quickly put out the fire and sat down on the ground.

At this time a black shadow passed by, Chen Qingran picked up the sword and chased it out.The man in black stopped, and said: "I didn't expect you to be alive? What a fate!" Chen Qingran hated him extremely, so now he raised his sword and slashed.He roared: "Why did you destroy our Heavenly Sect?!"

The man in black laughed loudly and said, "Why? Don't you know? Do you know how disgusting that old man of your Tianzong sect is? Haha, let me tell you. You are the grandson of the old man of Tianzong! No Think about it?"

Chen Qingran turned blue with anger, "You're lying!"

The man in black said: "Why did the old man Tianzong hide from the world? Wasn't it because he was drunk and forcibly took a woman and made that woman pregnant. The most disgusting thing is that he actually took a baby who was less than ten months old from the woman. He dug it out of his belly and brought him up to have you. Later, his son died in his early years, and he thought it was a retribution from the heavens, so he established the Tianzong Sect by studying events from a thousand years ago to ease his inner fear."

Chen Qingran was stunned, he was actually the grandson of the master!No wonder the master always took care of him deliberately, no wonder the master passed the staff to him.Finally, Chen Qingran said numbly: "Why should you punish him for his mistakes?"

The man in black said: "Because I am that woman's brother! How can I not hate seeing my biological sister being hurt so much by a man! That is my biological sister! Her wonderful life was ruined like this!"

Chen Qingran opened her eyes wide, and the tears couldn't stop falling down. "So that's how it is...so it is! Sure enough, good and evil will be rewarded in the end...but why do you want to kill all the people? They are innocent!"

The man in black couldn't hold back the turmoil in his heart, and shouted: "Because Tianzong killed my whole family! Not a single one was left alive! You can't stay either!"

The man in black picked up his crossbow and pointed it at Chen Qingran, showing his killing intent.Chen Qingran held his sword to block, and the sharp arrow was shot out quickly. At this time, a figure blocked in front of him and then fell slowly, the fruit scattered all over the ground.

Chen Qingran hurriedly said: "Chujiu...no...Chujiu can't...can't die!!" He has suffered too many blows, if Chujiu leaves again, he really, really can't survive.Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black used his lightness kung fu to leave.

Chen Qingran embraced Nan Chujiu, and he watched the arrow on Nan Chujiu's chest, which had just been healed, was riddled with holes again.He said: "Nan Chujiu, don't die, okay? I'm afraid..."

Nan Chujiu pulled out the arrow, "Qingran is alive and well... I, I may not die." Chen Qingran was in tears, but was stunned when he heard Nan Chujiu's words.I saw Nan Chujiu put his hand into his chest and took out a white steamed bun.Chen Qingran turned and ran away in joy and anger.

Nan Chujiu hurriedly said: "Don't go, my chest still hurts. What do you mean to cherish when you haven't lost it!"

evening.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Chen Qingran hugged his body and coughed continuously.

Nan Chu said with wine: "Why don't I light a fire. Look, you're coughing."

"I don't want to see the fire, as long as I see the fire, I will think of the scene where Master and the others were killed." Chen Qingran said while leaning on the firewood and holding a red fruit.

Nan Chujiu also took a bite of the fruit, "It's not an option to just stay like this. I might freeze to death in the middle of the night."

Nan Chujiu glanced at Chen Qingran and his eyes lit up, "Why don't Qingran tie the hairband on the eyes?" Chen Qingran also felt that this was a good way, so he agreed.

Chen Qingran took off the hairband, and his ink-like long hair scattered like a waterfall. He gently tied the hairband on his eyes, like a dream.

Nan Chujiu caught fire, and said, "Daoist Qingran, you look pretty good looking at me this way." Chen Qingran picked up the fruit and took a bite in silence.Nan Chujiu lay on the haystack with his hands spread out, legs crossed and shaking from time to time, he said, "Master Daoist, when do you think we should go drink next time?"

Seeing that no one made a sound, he said again: "Are you asleep?" There was a moment of silence.Nan Chujiu stood up and looked at Chen Qingran under the reflection of the fire, only to see that the latter's eyes were slightly closed and his breathing was even.

Nan Chujiu lay down again, and said: "I really want to drink with you again, I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future..."

The hazy moonlight outside the window gradually disappeared.Moon, hidden behind the thick fog.In the thick ink-like sky, not even a single starlight appeared.

day.

The sun shone on Nan Chujiu's face.Nan Chujiu blocked it with his hand when he was about to wake up.

Chen Qingran returned home in a commoner clothes with a basket on his back, saw that Nan Chu's wine was still on the straw, so he said: "It's really a dream that people can't get tired of."

Nan Chujiu smiled, and said: "Qingran is in a much better mood today." Chen Qingran put the firewood he had picked up on the firewood pile and sat on the ground. "Yesterday, I vaguely heard that Mr. Chujiu wanted to drink alcohol. I wonder if it is true?"

Nan Chujiu shook his head, "You must have heard wrong."

Chen Qingran said: "Mr. Chujiu, don't be in a hurry to deny it, let's see what it is." After saying that, Chen Qingran took out a jar of wine from the basket and shook it in front of Nanchujiu.

Nan Chujiu chuckled lightly: "Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?" Chen Qingran retorted: "It's better to be drunk."

"You, it looks like this on the surface, but you still haven't let go of it in your heart." Chen Qingran opened the wine jar and took two bowls. He first poured a bowl of Nanchu wine and then poured half a bowl for himself.

Chen Qingran said: "Can you bear the strongest wine?"

Nan Chujiu smiled and said: "Don't talk about me, can you bear it?" Chen Qingran picked up the bowl of wine and drank a big gulp, but he was choked and coughed again and again, his face flushed.

Nanchu wine helped him to relax, "Don't be brave." Chen Qingran waved his hand and continued to drink, choked on several times, and burst into tears every time.Chen Qingran simply put down the bowl, raised the wine jar and poured it.The wine dripped down his neck and stained his slightly damp clothes.

Nan Chujiu watched from the side without dissuading him, perhaps only in this way can he vent his emotions and feel better.After all, no matter how good a person is, there will be unknown grief and evil thoughts in his heart.