sheep hunt

"Brother Han seems to be particularly concerned about Brother Guyan recently?"

Han Ziling hugged Han Jinxuan on his knees, combing her hair awkwardly, while Qingxue helped Han Junyan get dressed, which was mostly what Feng Yang should do before.

It's morning and they've just woken up.

Han Ziling's hand clinging to the wooden comb paused, then raised his lips and said:

"Gu Yan saved me, I just want to do something for him to repay him."

"It's useless."

Although Qingxue was not married yet, she was much better at taking care of children than Han Ziling, and soon helped Han Junyan get dressed.

And Han Ziling was still struggling with Han Jinxuan's long hair carefully.

"Gu Yan doesn't listen to anyone except the owner of Autumn Water Valley."

"The owner of Qiushui Valley... is Yun Qingge's father, the owner of Shuiyun Yougu a long time ago---the owner of Yunqiu Shuiyun who mysteriously disappeared five years ago."

Qingxue nodded:

"Yes, the Autumn Water Valley Master treats Gu Yan like a parent and child, and Gu Yan respects him very much."

"Then why doesn't the Master of Autumn Water Gu Yan persuade Gu Yan to heal his legs?"

"...I don't know about this."

During the conversation, Han Ziling tried his best to tie two shofar braids for Han Jinxuan. Although it was not very delicate, it looked quite cute.

At this time, Han Junyan in Qingxue's hands had also finished grooming, and the two exchanged the child in their arms, and Han Ziling began to struggle with Han Junyan's long hair again.

For a moment, the room fell into a brief silence.

"Brother Han?"

"kindness?"

Han Ziling looked at Han Junyan in distress, not knowing how to comb his hair. Could it be that he also had two shofar braids?

Uh... one is useless enough, comb another one... probably everyone will think he is practicing.

Forget it, what to comb...

"You, will you leave Shuiyun Valley?"

"kindness?"

Han Ziling had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered the children on the TV screen he watched in his previous life. Apart from the cute shofar braids, the little crooked braids seemed pretty good too.

"Uh, does Brother Han mean that he will leave? Then... Will Brother Han marry a wife?"

Han Ziling was completely immersed in his own thoughts, and he did it as soon as he said it. He took the headband and wrapped it around his hair with great difficulty. Looking at Han Junyan's small face, he looked at the slanting little braid that made his face even more tender and lovely. Even the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows seemed to come alive. It was indeed better than the ponytail they tied before. nice.

"Okay, Junyan, be good, go and ask Uncle Dafeng to have dinner with my sister."

In fact, his junior brother Feng Yang is still young and has no family, so it is a bit of a disadvantage to be called uncle by the two little fellows.

"it is good."

Han Junyan, who was leaning obediently in his arms before, immediately jumped off his lap, and ran out with Han Jinxuan.

Han Ziling looked up at them with helplessness and doting on his face:

"You two, run slowly, don't rush..."

When Han Jinxuan and Han Junyan were completely gone, Han Ziling stood up, adjusted his clothes, and said slowly: "Actually... I have no plan to leave the valley, let alone marry a wife. Jinxuan and Junyan are enough."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at Qingxue with gentle eyes: "Qingxue, you are a good girl, these three years, thank you for helping Fengyang take care of Jinxuan and Junyan, in the future, if it is useful Go to my place, as long as you ask, I will try my best to do it."

Qingxue was startled, and suddenly felt that the Han Ziling in front of her was a little different from the Han Ziling she knew.

Han Ziling in her memory...

It was Han Ziling before he arrived at the Shuiyun Valley. That Han Ziling was played by the emperor and the regent of the Celestial Dynasty. The brilliance of his whole body was so dim that it was almost extinguished. Now he...

His figure seemed to be weaker than before, but his eyes became brighter, gentler, and firmer.

It's like... reborn.

Is this good or bad?

Qingxue frowned slightly, with some hesitation:

"Actually, the reason why I came back this time is because I have completed the task assigned to me by my master. I found the materials for making swords, and with the help of my master, I forged my own sword."

Han Ziling listened quietly, and nodded with a smile:

"Then congratulations."

Although he is kind and gentle, but he has his own principles. If he doesn't love Qingxue, he will never miss Qingxue.

After sleeping for three years, what he understood most deeply was that the word love hurts people the most. If you want not to get hurt, it is best not to be emotional.

In the past, he was fascinated by the word love, so he lived so uneasy.

The Shuiyun Valley is his rebirth place, whether it is physically or mentally.

"Brother Han, do you know what this means?"

Qingxue suddenly felt a little melancholy:

"This means that I have left the teacher... It also means that I will no longer be a member of Shuiyunyougu. In the future... I can come back when I have achieved fame, I am as old as the masters, and there is no trouble in the world of mortals."

"What do you mean?"

"The members of Shuiyun Valley who are worried about in the secular world will automatically leave Shuiyun Valley after leaving the teacher... and have nothing to do with Shuiyun Valley from then on. Unless, 'death' cut off all concerns.

In Shuiyunyougu, in fact, I am the only one like this. Heixiong is an orphan who was thrown into the wilderness. He was picked up by Hua Erye. The father of Yixiao was a general. The whole family was killed by the thugs who robbed the official bank, and only one of them was rescued back to the valley by the passing Hua Erye. Xu Weiyi was the son of Xiao Jiuye who used to be in the valley. You know, Yun Qingge was born as a person in the valley --- so, there is only one me, and I still have concerns in the secular world.When leaving the teacher, you must leave the Shuiyun Valley. "

Hearing Qingxue's words, Han Ziling felt that the younger generation in the Shuiyun Valley, except for Yun Qingge, seemed to have a bad past behind them, and they seemed to be poor people.

However, he was very curious---"Then Qingxue, how did you get into Shuiyun Valley?"

Qingxue pulled her lips and smiled:

"I was handed over to Master by Uncle Ling. In fact, Master was already in Shuiyun Valley at that time, and he did not intend to accept apprentices, but Uncle Ling and Master are best friends, so they accepted me."

"Oh…"

Han Ziling looked outside the door and found that at some point, Han Jinxuan and Han Junyan had already returned.

He waved to the two children, and then said to Qingxue:

"Then, I hope you will be more careful after leaving the valley and take care of yourself."

"Brother Han."

Qingxue suddenly took out a dagger scabbard engraved with patterns and inlaid with three orange gemstones from her sleeve, she pulled out the dagger, the blade of the dagger turned out to be crystal clear, almost transparent white: "This is a sword made of me. I named it Wuhua because it is made of the same material as my sword, so when the distance between the two is less than [-] meters, there will be a slight humming sound. listen---"

As she spoke, Qingxue twitched the almost transparent soft sword wrapped around her waist, and sure enough, the sword and dagger trembled slightly and made noises.

"what do you mean?"

"This Wuhua, I want to give it to Brother Han."

Han Ziling frowned and firmly refused:

"No, this dagger feels extraordinary just by looking at it, how can I receive such a great gift."

"Brother Han, maybe you will use this dagger after leaving the valley."

"No, I won't go out of the valley..."

"Brother Han, who can tell what will happen in the future?"

Qingxue had a look of disappointment on her face:

"Wuhua is named Wuhua, but he is very powerful. I am no longer with Brother Han, and I don't know if we can meet again in the future---let my dagger stay by Brother Han's side instead of me. Can you?"

Han Ziling was stunned, and he didn't want to accept Wuhua even more.

"But I..."

Qingxue firmly put Wuhua in Han Ziling's hands:

"Brother Han, if you don't accept Qingxue, you won't consider Qingxue as a friend. After all, Brother Han and I have known each other for about four years. Brother Han won't be so heartless."

"you…"

Seeing that Qingxue was really persistent, Han Ziling had no choice but to catch the dagger, and sighed softly: "Why do you have to do this, you once taught Jinxuan swordsmanship, this is nothing fancy, it can be regarded as a gift from you, when Jinxuan grows up , I will give Wuhua to her..."