At night, Lu Yajiang sat on the bed and meditated to heal his injuries, while Yang Renhe made a bunk on the floor.Since he picked up Lu Yajiang, there was only one bed at home. Lu Yajiang wanted to sleep on the bed, and he was not allowed to sleep with him, so he had to sleep on the floor.

Yang Renhe sighed while spreading the quilt: "This is my home."

Lu Yajiang lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, pretending not to hear.

At night, Yang Renhe fell asleep on the ground, and Lu Yajiang lay on the bed to sleep. He slept until midnight, when suddenly he felt a gust of dark wind blowing into his bones.It was winter, and Yang Renhe's family only had two quilts. One was originally a quilt, but when Lu Yajiang came, he had to take out the quilt and cover it up.Lu Yajiang endured it for a while, his teeth were sore from the cold. He was weak at the moment and couldn't bear the cold, so he tossed and turned, thinking about whether to wake Yang Renhe up.

At this time, Yang Renhe on the ground turned over and muttered, "It's so cold..."

Lu Yajiang couldn't help saying: "Are you cold too?"

Yang Renhe rubbed his eyes and sat up: "You haven't slept yet. It's so cold on the ground, I haven't been able to sleep for two days due to the cold."

Lu Yajiang was silent for a moment, and said mercifully: "Forget it, for your sake of helping me heal my injuries, you can go to sleep."

Yang Renhe sniffed his snot: "Really?"

Lu Yajiang said disgustedly: "Blow your nose dry before coming up!"

Yang Renhe quickly blew his nose and climbed onto the bed, carried his own quilt onto the bed, and the two quilts made it warmer.Originally, Lu Yajiang was still separated from him, but the wind still got under the quilt, so gradually, the two of them got closer together.Yang Renhe's hands and feet were warm, Lu Yajiang was reluctant to let go as soon as he stuck them on.So in the middle of the night, the two hugged each other tightly.

Early the next morning, Lu Yajiang woke up, only to see her feet being embraced by Yang Renhe.Yang Renhe's chest was warm, and his feet were already sweating.

Lu Yajiang was a little surprised, and pulled his foot back. As soon as he moved, Yang Renhe woke up, rubbed his eyes and sat up: "Wake up, did you sleep well last night?"

Lu Yajiang said: "It's okay."

Looking at his expression, Yang Renhe knew what he was thinking, and smiled a little shyly: "You always rubbed your feet against me last night, your feet were cold, I thought you couldn't sleep well because of the cold, so... ..."

Lu Yajiang was silent.

Yang Renhe got out of bed, and after a while brought back a basin of well water: "Wash up." These days, Lu Yajiang would feel guilty and short of breath after walking a few steps, so Yang Renhe almost took care of everything for him, and poured a glass of water All delivered to hand.

After Lu Yajiang washed up and had breakfast, he leaned against the wall and went out for a walk.As soon as he went out, Yang Renhe immediately took out two silver needles and poked a few more small holes in the wall.

After a while, Lu Yajiang came back, lying on the bed with nothing to do, so he picked up the "The Analects of Confucius" that Yang Renhe had been reading for several days, trying to find out what made him so fascinated.Yang Renhe was clearing the table, when he saw him holding the book, he was startled, ran over and snatched the book away and held it in his arms.Lu Yajiang was taken aback for a moment, and said coldly: "Why, I don't even deserve to touch your book?"

Yang Renhe hurriedly said: "No, Mr. Han, you misunderstood, it's just that this book...is not suitable for you! If you have nothing to do, I will pick one for you to read!" After finishing speaking, he ran to the In the bookcase, I stuffed "The Analects of Confucius" into it, and took a copy of "Shishuoxinyu" and gave it to Lu Yajiang.

Lu Yajiang didn't understand what he was up to, but he didn't care too much. He flipped through the book. It turned out that it was about the stories of Wei and Jin characters. It was quite interesting, so he read it.

Yang Renhe didn't dare to read any more, so he took out the piano from the cabinet and started playing.

This wooden house indeed belonged to a scholar. Not long ago, the leader gave him some money to drive him to Beijing to take the exam. He occupied the magpie's nest by himself and lived a small life with Lu Yajiang here.Therefore, except for "Longyang Yishi", which was brought by the leader himself, everything in this room is a scholar's stuff.

Under the 36 orders of Tianning Jiao, there is an order dedicated to learning the piano. Those who practice this skill can pour their internal energy into the sound of the piano to attack the enemy.This is an extremely difficult kung fu, which must be learned from an early age, and both piano skills and internal strength must reach a high level, so this order has the least number of people under it, and its status is also the highest among the 36 orders.This kind of task often needs to be matched with other people, and they are all in auxiliary positions. Only those with extremely high martial arts skills can do it alone, such as Yin Yan and Xuanwu Venerable Envoy.At that time, one of the 36 teenagers under Yin Yan was a piano learner. In order to pretend to be him, the leader had naturally learned the piano, but he hadn't practiced this skill, so the time to play this person was very short. After a month, I changed someone.But even if you don't know kung fu, just playing the piano is naturally possible.

Yang Renhe played two pieces casually, and Lu Yajiang thought it was interesting, so he said, "Bring it to me and play it."

Yang Renhe handed over the piano, and Lu Yajiang dialed two notes casually, which was horrible.Yang Renhe said, "Want to learn?"

Lu Yajiang said: "Whatever."

Yang Renhe smiled slightly, carefully encircled Lu Yajiang from behind, and held his two hands.Lu Yajiang didn't resist, Yang Renhe heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed his hand and played a tune slowly.

Lu Yajiang just had nothing to do and played casually, lost interest after playing a piece, pushed Yang Renhe away and began to practice kung fu to heal his injuries.

Yang Renhe also had nothing to do, just played the piano casually, and then played a piece of music.

Lu Yajiang suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, reached the head of the bed, pulled out the soft sword with a "shua", and pointed it at Yang Renhe's throat.He said coldly: "Who are you and why do you play this piece of music?"

Yang Renhe was dumbfounded: "What, what? What's wrong with this song?"

Lu Yajiang's sword moved closer: "This "Fishing and Woodcutter" is a song composed by the white-clothed devil! How can you play it! You are not an ordinary scholar. Say, what is your purpose in saving me!"

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