Extranodal branches

The next day I picked up the cigarette stick that was left on the eaves, but I didn't return it immediately: "Master, I'll be here from now on, quit smoking."

"I... that cigarette rod has been used for more than five years..." He raised his head from the file when he heard this, stared at the cigarette rod in my hand with a look of reluctance, and bargained with me, "Don't you like the smell of cigarettes?"

"It's not disgusting." I sniffed the tobacco smell left on the end of the cigarette rod, and the ashes still had a lingering fragrance, "It's just..."

I leaned closer to his ear: "Your voice is already hoarse, and you can't even make a sound after last night. What I don't like is this."

A thin layer of red quickly climbed from his neck to the base of his ears: "...You bring it to me, I just don't smoke."

"Then please give me the tobacco." I grabbed his non-writing hand and put the tobacco rod into it, luring him to indulge in the skin-to-skin caress, and I knew he would agree.

"...Okay." He sighed.

The tobacco was packed in a small velvet pouch with silver-thread embroidery that was exquisitely embroidered with smoke and white cloud patterns. Seeing me picking up the whole pack for inspection, he hurriedly said, "You can throw away the tobacco, but this embroidered pouch was brought back to me by my senior brother himself when he went to sea last year." , I don't want to lose it."

As he spoke, he poured out the black tobacco, and the inside of the velvet bag was spotless, as white as new.

"Master, where does the tobacco come from?" In my impression, most of the dry tobacco circulating in Xu Hai's market is of poor quality, and it never changes in intensity like his smoke, and the burnt aroma lingers for a long time.And the cloth bag used to hold the cigarettes is of extraordinary quality, and it is even more rare and excellent.This little bag looks like it should need frequent replenishment, but I've never seen him buy it.

"Senior Brother brought it to me. He comes to Xu Hai every two months. Counting the days, he will come in a few days." Mentioning Senior Brother, he lowered his eyelashes, his brows relaxed, showing his undisguised gratitude, "He found out that I smoked and couldn't quit, so he went out of his way to find good tobacco for me."

"Even you—I don't know how he told you, but when he was looking for an apprentice for me, he probably hoped that someone would accompany me to cheer me up—by the way, how is your practice of "Drinking Flowers"? He is indispensable when he comes. test you."

"There are still a few tunes that I can't grasp well, can I watch you play it once?" I took away the tobacco, "I'll get the score."

Except for the night when he met Yin Xun, I have almost never seen him as a disciple of Yihua Palace. Whenever the patrol encounters a problem that needs to be solved with martial arts, he often solves it with one palm, and even the drunken flower is rarely transformed. It was the first time that I played the Qingming flute in front of me personally.

However, I stared at his fingering intently, seemingly concentrating, but my heart was so hard to calm down that I didn't listen carefully to half a note.

The senior brother who loves his fellow disciples specially finds out to send him an apprentice. I am afraid that he has already understood the family background, appearance, character, and character to the fullest.Unless I find an excuse to not see him, or there is a way to prevent him from reaching Xu Hai.

But he knew everything about "You Fangting", and the excuses he made at random would probably be exposed face to face when talking with Qing Ming.As long as he meets Qing Ming, it is impossible for me to avoid him.

And if I want him to completely abandon Xu Hai and his party, I have to use Feisheng Pavilion's intelligence network to spread false news to him and lead him elsewhere.

Regardless of whether the time is too late, even if it succeeds, it can only be delayed for a while.

——You can also kill him, and then kill the real You Fangting.

But his skill might still be higher than Qingming's. Just listening to Qingming's description, he knows that he has a lot of friends. Such a person is not only difficult to kill, but also hard to be kind afterward.

The impulsive thought from the night before slowly emerged in my mind——

Do you want to tell Qing Ming my true origin?

Now he and I are no longer an ordinary master-student relationship, not only physically facing each other day and night, but also as if he returned to his roots, relying on me to gradually eliminate the old scars that narrowed his mind and caused him to die, no longer like the smoke left by the ashes of a lonely grave, Become a lively person who can stand still in the sun with clear eyebrows and eyes.

I'm sure he can't leave me, so he won't blame me, and even the Feisheng Pavilion standing behind me can give him a sense of security.From then on, I can freely use the resources in the pavilion in front of him, and avoid Yin Xun's latent revenge for him. Even if he is willing to obey all my arrangements, I will hide him in the pavilion until Yin Xun is completely dealt with, and then No one can find him.

There is no harm in revealing one's true identity.

"Master." After he finished playing a piece, his slender fingers moved away from the blue-black jade flute hole, I closed the flute score, and called out again, "Qing Ming."

"Did you see clearly just now—what's wrong?" He was keenly aware of the change in title, "Apprentice?"

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