You Are Too Ugly, I Refuse

Since Tianquan was born, more than a hundred years have passed in the mortal world. Xuan Jiuming, who took him as a disciple after reincarnation, has died three times, but Tianquan still hasn't grown up. It seems that time has passed extremely on him. Slow——same as the ice stone he raised carefully.

And Xuan Jiuming is still an abandoned baby in the mountains in this life, his parents both died, Qin Qing can know that he will definitely not live to be 30 years old in this life without looking through the book of past lives.

When he appeared before, he would always avoid Xuan Jiuming, for fear that his ghostly body would damage his limited lifespan.It's just that he didn't go close, but the man always leaned forward and set up a formation to catch him.

Qin Qing is half funny and half sad, he is no longer the lonely ghost who wandered in Bianshazhou before, how easy is it for Xuan Jiuming to catch him?As for Xuan Jiuming's current appearance, in the final analysis, it was also his fault.

Qin Qing poked the baby who was sucking her thumb to sleep after drinking enough milk with her finger, tucked up the quilt for him, and walked to the backyard of the bamboo building.

The bamboo leaves in the backyard are luxuriant, and the sun is shining brightly, casting two or three spots of light through the layers of dense leaves. However, it is such an extremely warm and comfortable place, but there is a small snow mountain.

The snow-capped mountain is in the center of the small pool in the backyard, surrounded by a small blue stone in the shape of a crescent.

On the upside-down stalactite pillars, drips of aura-filled nectar dripped down, repeatedly washing the blue stone, while Tianquan squatted by the pool, constantly digging out water from a wooden bucket beside him. Fresh ice is placed near the small snow mountain to prevent the snow mountain from melting in the warm light passing through the bamboo forest.

Tianquan didn't use any tools to grab the ice, just bare hands.When Qin Qing saw him, his hands were already blue and white from the cold.

"Don't want your hands anymore?" Qin Qing walked over and clasped his arms.

"Actually, it's not cold." Tianquan paused, then changed his words, "I can't find the ice shovel."

Qin Qing glanced at his out-of-focus pupils, snorted, hooked the ice shovel that fell into the pool with his feet, and kicked it in front of Tianquan.

Hearing the movement, Tianquan stretched out his hand to feel around the ground in front of him. When he touched the handle of the ice shovel, he clenched it tightly. He thanked Qin Qing, "Thank you." After thanking him, he continued to shovel from the bucket Produce new ice and put it near the snow mountain.

Qin Qing was amused by it, and couldn't help but walked up to him and knelt down and asked him, "Aren't you bothered by doing this all day?"

Tianquan replied: "Not annoying." Other than that, I won't say any more words.

Qin Qing sometimes had a hard time imagining that Yabai, the god-killer, was now a crippled man with crippled eyes and the apprentice of his old friend Xuan Jiuming—they were really a pair of crippled master and student.

But unlike Xuan Jiuming, Tianquan can't practice because he doesn't have any spiritual roots in his body, and he can't use the spiritual formula, let alone store spiritual energy to embark on the road of seeking Tao.

But it is such an ordinary mortal who has lived in this mountain for a hundred years without dying. Not to mention his face is wrinkle-free, and his figure is similar to that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. There was not a trace of old-fashionedness in him.

"Do you know how to kill God Crow Bai?" Qin Qing moved to the side of Tianquan, and continued to tease him.

Tianquan continued to shovel the ice: "I know."

"Who told you that?"

"Master."

Qin Qing asked again: "Then what do you think of him?"

Tianquan finally paused this time, but he still didn't say anything, and continued to shovel the ice in silence.After a long time, he said softly: "Is it wrong to go against the way of heaven?"

Qin Qing said, "Is that right?"

Tianquan looked up at him, and said, "No wonder Master always says he won't live long."

As soon as Qin Qing heard about Xuan Jiuming, she immediately asked him, "Why did he say that?"

"Master said that those who do our business are against the way of heaven, and their lives are short." Tianquan put away the empty wooden barrel, fetched a bucket of water from the stream, and put it in the ice cellar, " So Master told me not to mess around with him, so I can live longer."

Qin Qing whispered: "...Your master really knows how to talk nonsense."

"No, Master died really early." Tianquan turned around and pointed three fingers at Qin Qing, "I just calculated with my fingers, Master will not live to be 30 years old in this lifetime."

Qin Qing: "..." He will go to Yun Caiye to ask for the immortality elixir later!

After Tianquan said this, he took a small bench and sat by the pool, staring blankly at the snow-capped mountains, as if he was in a daze.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm watching Shuangshuang."

Qin Qing sneered: "What can you, a blind man, see?"

Hearing this, Tianquan stretched out his right hand towards the snow mountain, and said softly, "I can feel his."

"Every time I come here, the area around Shuangshuang will always get warmer, and the ice will melt faster. I will often add ice to him." Tianquan withdrew his hand and put it in his sleeve to keep warm, "So Master told me to Don't visit him."

"It won't snow on this mountain, and the ice will definitely melt. Don't listen to your master."

"Ah."

Qin Qing accompanied him to watch the ice for a while, then he felt bored and asked him again: "What did you learn about the art of formation from your master?"

"I didn't learn anything."

Qin Qing turned to look at him, and heard him say: "Master is afraid that I will count something that shouldn't be counted. Just let me know how to read. Anyway, he doesn't expect me to take care of him until the end of his life."

"...your master is right."

Qin Qing rambled and talked with Tianquan in the backyard, and didn't tidy up the backyard and go back to the bamboo building until the evening wind picked up.The moment Tianquan turned around and left before him, Qin Qing suddenly found that the vicinity of the snow mountain had indeed become colder.

It's completely different from Weiliang when Tianquan was there.

Qin Qing suddenly remembered the answer Tianquan gave him——

"It's actually not cold."

In the bamboo building, Xuan Jiuming, who had slept all day long, was in high spirits at night, and he woke up without crying or fussing. After seeing Qin Qing push the door and come in, he opened his small mouth without a single tooth, "Wow!" "Yi Ya Yi", yelling indiscriminately, waving two chubby hands to make it clear that he wants to hug him.

As soon as Qin Qing walked over and picked him up, she got a few wet kisses from the baby.

Qin Qing helplessly wiped the saliva off her face, and pinched the baby's left cheek in revenge: "It's been a few lifetimes, but I was still so lecherous when I was a child."

"Bobo." Xuan Jiuming spit out a few bubbles as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qin Qing hugged him and lay on his back on the bed, murmured: "You depend on me so much, or I won't find you a good house in the future, just live on this mountain forever."

"Isn't it better that I, the majestic ghost king, nurse you and urinate for you all day long, and help you dress and eat?"

Qin Qing turned over and turned to look at the meat dumpling——

"Anyway, this is what I owe you."