The story of silver lock and golden bell gl

Feeling a little worried, he asked: "Master Xing, there are quite a lot of wild animals on the mountain, and it's just spring, leaving Xiao Lingdang alone on the mountain, will it be all right?"

Xiang Suiyu said: "Little Lingdang is worthy of a great responsibility. She is young and not inferior to a man."

Cao Qin laughed and said, "Master Xing is afraid of lying to me, right? She is only as high as my waist."

Xiang Suiyu said with a slight smile: "She is a rare talent that is rare in a hundred years. When I just accepted her as an apprentice, there was nothing in her meridians. Ordinary people need to practice diligently in the past few years to practice internal strength. Her skills are all spent on fighting against herself, and after reaching a certain level, she can cut the marrow and wash the veins, reborn. She is born without this step, and every point of skill training will be more."

"...The master is really..."

Xiang Suiyu turned his head and said, "A blind cat meets a dead mouse?"

"When the owner mentioned Little Bell, he must be very proud, and they all came to make fun of playing the piano."

Xiang Suiyu smiled and shook his head.

Caoqin asked again, "Where's the other kid at home?"

"Did you mean Long San? She is Xiao Lingdang's patient, so Xiao Lingdang naturally wants to take care of her."

"Won't it delay Little Bell's homework?"

Hearing this, Xiang Suiyu frowned.

"Little Lingdang is just a child after all, but she still needs a little partner. She faces me all day, I'm afraid she will get bored."

He paused, "Long San is indeed too lively."

"Does the master have any ideas?"

"Human nature, can you change it if you say it..." Xiang Suiyu shook his head and sighed softly: "I will not be the master in the future..."

"Little Bell! Little Bell, save me!"

Buhuala's exclamation could be heard a mile away.

Because Xiang Suiyu hated barbarians, Jinling was afraid that he would drive Buhuala out, so she gave her an unassuming Han name, Long San.

As soon as Jin Ling heard it, she knew that she had caused another catastrophe, so she put down her pen, sighed, pushed the door open and followed the sound.

"Long San, what's the matter with you again?" As soon as she finished her voice, she heard a muffled "Kala", followed by a creaking sound, as if a small tree fell down in the forest.

Buhuala ran out of the forest, saw Jinling, was overjoyed, and threw herself on her, "Little Bell, take me up quickly, or I will be overtaken by it!"

"By whom?" Jin Ling supported her with one hand, and she jumped onto the tree branch in two or three times, and then turned around to pull Jin Ling up.Suddenly there was a rattling sound from behind, Jin Ling looked down, and saw a stag with beautiful antlers, staring at them under the tree.

"Why did you mess with such a beast again?"

Buhuala made a grimace, climbed up a space, and said: "Look how majestic its horns are! I heard that gods have to ride some fairy things, they can't be horses or anything, it's too ordinary , doesn't suit you. How about the deer?"

Seeing that Jin Ling frowned, she hurriedly said: "Don't be picky, we don't have a lake here, and we don't grow cranes, you can just ride a deer."

"Nonsense! Why are you squatting? Why don't you sit?"

Buhuala rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I like to stand."

Jin Ling stretched out his hand to slap her buttocks, she bounced with a groan, almost fell off the tree, Jin Ling said: "If you didn't suffer, would you call me?"

He didn't waste his time on salivating, "Yeah, little god knows things like a god, I told you to give it a shot, luckily I hid quickly so I didn't poke a hole."

Jin Ling laughed and said: "What is my family's evil animal, I don't go far, what are you doing riding a deer?"

There was a sudden shaking, and the two of them hugged the branch tightly so that they did not fall.Jin Ling said, "How's your butt?"

Buhuala said: "It's just a skin injury."

"Fortunately, it's just a skin injury, what should I do next time I get offended by Xiong Xiazi?"

There was another wave of shaking, but Huala didn't catch her and almost fell, Jin Ling grabbed her waist and said, "I'll let you die."

Buhuala bared her teeth for a while, Jin Ling knew something was wrong, and pulled off her pants, saw patches of yellow on her white and tender thighs, with a little purple oozing out from the middle, frowned and said: "You Skin?"

Buhuala's complexion changed drastically, and he pouted and said, "It's okay to see or touch!!"

Jin Ling said with a cold face: "I haven't heard that there are things in this world that doctors are not allowed to see. Do you want to die?"

Just as Buhuala was about to play tricks, she yelled at her and quickly pointed at the deer and said, "Why isn't this bastard leaving yet? Have you finished your homework?"

Jin Ling shook her head and said: "Not yet. It will go away naturally when it is knocked down. Otherwise, if you go down and hit it a few times, if it hits you, if your wish is fulfilled, of course it will go away."

Buhuala shook her head quickly: "I'm not going!"

Jin Ling smiled and said nothing.

Buhuala said again: "I also thought you could run away as soon as you mention it like last time."

"The one you provoked last time was a meat eater. If I didn't run with you, wouldn't you be eaten? I can't run so fast all the time, nor can I jump so high with you every time."

"You try again?"

"Don't try."

"Then if you don't go back, what about your homework?"

Jinling said: "Then I'll do the evening class first, don't bother me, don't fall down, and don't provoke it when you're bored."

The evening class is to meditate and practice kung fu, and the meridians need to flow freely for two weeks. Don't listen to what she said, and let her go aside obediently, for fear of disturbing her "becoming a fairy".

After the deer bumped into the tree more than a dozen times, it probably felt that the tree was too strong to be shaken, so it finally returned angrily.

It got dark early in the mountains, and the sky had already darkened.

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Xiang Suiyu came back to check Jinling's homework, her face gradually became serious, there were many mistakes and omissions, and the handwriting was crooked and scribbled.

He couldn't help frowning, thinking about what to do.

But Jinling knew that the recent homework was written under the lamp at night, and she was rushing to sleep, so naturally there were many flaws.

So she didn't dare to say much, and she relied on Xiang Suiyu to punish her.

Xiang Suiyu made up his mind, and said, "Tonight I will punish you to go to the study to think about your mistakes."

Jin Ling took the order and went back to her room to tidy up. After confessing that she would not come back to sleep tonight, she went to the study to face the wall and think about her mistakes.

Pushing the wheelchair, Xiang Suiyu slowly returned to her room.

The wheelchair rolled over the wooden corridor, making a creaking sound.

Xiang Suiyu was not at ease, and pushed the wheelchair over to see Jinling at night, and sighed after entering the room.

"I only said that you would be fined to face the wall, but I didn't say that you would not even be allowed to light the charcoal fire..." He shook the fire folder, bent down to light the charcoal brazier, and the dark red flame illuminated the golden bell.

"Master..." Jinling was between too cold to sleep and sleepy, the warm firelight defeated the last enemy of the Sandman, and Xiang Suiyu saw her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally closed them.He hugged Jinling to his lap, pushed the wheelchair to the low couch, put Jinling on it, covered her with a quilt and blanket, and creaked away.

He returned to his room, took out a pair of iron rods from behind the door, tried it with both hands, and suddenly stood up while supporting the iron rods.He took two more steps, leaned on one in each hand, and moved into Jinling's room in a strange and fast posture.

Buhuala slept soundly on the bed, as if the sky would fall and she wouldn't even know it.

Standing in front of her bed, Xiang Suiyu hit many acupuncture points all over her body with the stick, then slowly put down the stick, and said softly: "Don't blame me, you are so lively... If it wasn't for the genius of Little Bell, I would I won't make such a move..."

He sat beside Buhuala's bed, carried her out of the quilt, put on the golden bell clothes for her, wrapped her tightly, and tied her around her chest.Then he stood up slowly with his crutches, and walked out of the courtyard door in a swift and strange posture.

Although it was already February, the mountain was cold, and there were a few scattered snowflakes in the sky. Xiang Suiyu didn't take the official road after going down the mountain, but took a small road and came directly to the next town.

It was still dark, but because of the snow, there was a thin layer of white around it, and the surrounding fields were vast.The town in front had already exposed a corner behind the col. I found a big rock from Suiyu, cleared away the snow on it, and slowly leaned up.

He untied the bra tied on his chest, put her in the leeward place, thought about it, took out a sling of money and put it in her arms, thought about it again, and gave her two more copper coins.

He touched her small head, as if he was just saying to himself: "I see that you are not a lucky person, you will surely turn bad luck into good luck, and you will meet noble people in the future. You will be safe and happy in your life, and you will not lack a disability under the care of..."

He spread his palms, glanced at the blood line in his palms, held the iron staff, straightened up, stepped back two steps crookedly, and then sighed, supported the iron staff, using one as the axis and the other as the fulcrum. Turned around half a circle, and left here with a strange and swift gesture.

The sky was about to light up, and the light seemed to come in an instant, like a miracle.

Buhuala was awakened by the bright light, and then felt a biting chill.She blocked the sun with her hand, narrowed her eyes, and called softly: "Little Bell?"

Little Bell didn't answer.Bu Huala panicked, she jumped up, ran into the snow, and shouted: "Little Bell! Little Bell?!"

The dark woods swallowed her call, and there were tiny snowflakes in the sky. She panicked and didn't know where to run, let alone what happened. She knelt in the snow, crying to the sky.

She thought in her heart that this was not real, she must be dreaming, so she stretched out her hand to pinch her thigh, but she was numb from the pain and did not wake up, knowing that the little bell would disappear, it was a certainty, she couldn't help crying I couldn't cry, and I was sobbing that I almost died.

Suddenly, someone asked in my ear: "little sister, why are you crying?"

This person's voice is ordinary, but there is a strange sense of stability.

She stopped crying suddenly, and when she turned her head, she saw a person squatting beside her.

The man was wearing a white robe, with a blood-red belt around his waist, and a hat on his head. Most of his face was hidden in the shadow of the hat. Fortunately, he was not short. Looking up from the bottom, he looked like a Will be able to see his face clearly.The visitor was tall, with a fair and handsome face, and looked about 30 years old, with his left hand hanging in the snow, but he didn't care, he just tilted his head slightly, looking at nothing.

Buhuala was silent for a moment, and seeing that the man in white didn't seem to threaten at all, she cried even more sadly, "Little Bell is gone! Little Bell doesn't want me anymore! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"What is Little Bell? A puppy? A kitten? Little sister, where do you live?"

"I don't have a home, I don't have a home! Little Bell's home is my home, and Little Bell doesn't want me anymore. I obviously slept on Little Bell's bed, and when I woke up, I couldn't find Little Bell anymore!"

She was at a loss for words, so the man had to ask again: "Little sister, where is your home? I'll take you home? Is your surname Zhang?"

Buhuala stopped crying for a moment, and cursed: "Bah, your surname is Zhang! My surname is Long!"

The man in gray robe was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Long, my name is Lu. What's your name?"

"...My name is Buhuala!"

"Oh? Your name is Bu Huala, my name is Lu Wu, and my name is Kanglong. Why are you called Bu Huala? Are you from Hualazimo?"

Buhuala opened his eyes wide and said, "Hey, do you know Huarazimo? Are you Han Chinese?"

Lu Kanglong said: "Of course I know, I've been there before. Does it matter if you're Han or not? Could it be that if you're Han, you just have one more hand? Are you from Khwarazm?"

He handed Buhuala a handkerchief, and Buhuala wiped his nose and tears indiscriminately.

"My mother is from Loulan, so I am also from Loulan."

Lu Kanglong laughed and said, "How can there be any Loulan people in such a far place?"

Without taking a breath, he said: "Of course there are Loulan people, and I am Loulan people. Our surname Long is the Loulan royal family."

Lu Kanglong teased her: "So, you are the little princess of Loulan? Can you speak Loulan dialect?"

Buhuala faltered and stopped talking.Seeing her like this, Lu Kanglong smiled even more happily, chattered a series of words, looked at him blankly, and asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Kanglong said: "I speak Loulan dialect, and I said, 'little sister, you can't even speak Loulan dialect, how can you be considered a Loulan native'?"

Buhuala was not convinced, and said: "Could it be that if you can speak Loulan dialect, you are from Loulan? I can speak Chinese, but I am not Han. You can speak Loulan dialect, but you are not from Loulan."

Lu Kanglong said: "And you know I'm not from Loulan?"

Buhuala said: "Of course, Loulan people must be like my mother."

Lu Kanglong smiled and said, "That's right, I'm a Han. So I'm in the land of the Han, why are you here?"

Buhuala is optimistic and outgoing by nature, seeing Lu Kanglong being interesting, he forgot to cry and started talking to him.Listening to his question, I told him the story of how I escaped from the "big courtyard", how I lived hard with my mother, and how I wandered on the land of China.

Maybe it's because of her young age, or maybe it's because of her nature. In the stories she told, the ups and downs, the loss of parents and mothers are all just mentioned in an understatement. Let's talk about fun things.Especially being rescued by the "fairy" in the past few months, the life with Xiao Lingdang was vivid in her mouth, and Lu Kanglong couldn't help laughing with her when she heard it.

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Unexpectedly, while she was talking, she suddenly curled her lips and said: "But the little bell is gone! I don't recognize this place at all, and I don't know how I got here. I can't find the little bell anymore!"

After saying that, he began to cry again, crying so much that Lu Kanglong panicked, and hurriedly wiped her tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, think about it, how big is Little Lingdang's family, what is the family's family name, what is his name, and what does he look like?"

Buhuala gradually stopped crying, and said: "Little Lingdang's house is in the mountains, and there are bamboos planted in the front and back. Her family has no adults, but only one master. The master is very handsome, and his age is about the same as you. The only thing is that her legs are not good. , sit in a wheelchair all day long, and ask others to push him up and down the mountain. Ah, the man who pushed him called him 'Hang Master', so he is called 'Hang Master'?"

Lu Kanglong frowned, what is the name of the master of the secret path?Isn't the lame Xingzhu Xiang Suiyu?Did this little girl come out from the elder brother's house?Eldest brother's house is still a long way from here, could it be that the elder brother made the move himself?

He only said that Xiang Suiyu needed a wheelchair to get in and out, and glanced left and right, but he couldn't see any rut marks.Take a closer look, but see a line of shallow dots.He squatted down, and saw that the dot was only an inch deep into the snow, and it barely touched the ground, as if it was a mark left by someone walking on stilts.If Xiang Suiyu came here with a cane, and there were no footprints on the ground, then how far has his lightness kung fu reached?

Lu Kanglong frowned, and murmured: "His Ice and Snow Concentration actually has this kind of effect, but I didn't expect it..."

Relying on their talents and intelligence, the two of them practiced the unique art of "Shenxian Valley" "Concentration and Tranquility" together. Unfortunately, even their masters have never practiced this mental method.Afterwards, the further down the study, the greater the difference between the two.Xiang Suiyu is pure-hearted and ascetic, she practices diligently and has profound internal skills, so she can perform lightness kung fu with a cane without touching the ground.

He and Xiang Suiyu have been fighting endlessly since they met each other, and they understand each other very well.Immediately, he guessed that Buhuala's lively temper must have disturbed his quiet practice, and he was thrown out by him.Lu Kanglong looked at Buhuala up and down, secretly amazed, this little doll has long hands and feet, and his eyes are extremely agile, it is clearly a good material for martial arts, and his aptitude is at least higher than that of his junior sister Yun'er.Mostly the senior brother looked good and wanted to recruit him as an apprentice, but his temper didn't agree and he was thrown out again.

The two fought to a draw a year ago, and they agreed to compete with each other's disciples ten years later, the more disciples the better.The more qualified disciples there are, the greater the odds of winning.Lu Kanglong secretly thought that this is self-destruction of the Great Wall, since he is not accepted as a disciple, he should not try to get it back.

He made up his mind, so he told Buhuala in a serious manner: "Isn't the real person you met Huai Su? You are not a fairy. When the time comes, you will naturally be expelled from the fairy cave. You just said that you are seriously ill. You are lucky. I met a god. Now that you have recovered your life, you have to say that you are blessed with great fate, so don't be too greedy and want to stay for a little longer."

Buhuala was skeptical and asked, "Really? Did I really meet a fairy?"

Lu Kanglong said: "That's right, although I don't know why Little Lingdang told you that she is not a little fairy...But I think she probably doesn't want to make too much publicity, otherwise everyone will go up the mountain to see her doctor, will she still practice or not?"

"That little bell is really a boy under the Cactus, isn't it?"

"It must be so."

"Then...then..." Thinking of the size of the world, but she was the only one left, she burst into tears again.

But Lu Kanglong stroked his short mustache, continued to look at her secretly, and thought in his heart: I think she is suitable for practicing the martial arts of our Immortal Valley. She can cry and laugh at the same time, fluently and smoothly, without stagnation. , If you say you can turn your face, you can turn your face, is it also very suitable for practicing my Burning Heart Art...

Taking advantage of the sound of sobbing subsided, he asked, "No flower, where are you going next?"

Buhuala sniffed, shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

"Do you want to learn martial arts?"

"Martial arts?"

Lu Kanglong took two steps back and said in a deep voice, "Look at me, look at me!"

He pulled out a scimitar from behind and swung it forward.Unfazed eyes chased the scimitar, and the scimitar drew a shining arc and returned to Lu Kanglong's hand.

A scimitar was in his hand, as if it had life.As long as Lu Kanglong's finger rests on the handle of the knife, the machete can jump and turn around by itself.

His posture is extremely beautiful and unrestrained, Huala has never seen actors and dancers from all walks of life advocating excellence since childhood, and he has never seen anyone with a posture like him.She has a beautiful figure, but not as agile as him.The dancing posture is chic, but he lost his toughness, so she was dazzled by seeing her, and her mouth was open in a daze.

After Lu Kanglong finished using a set of saber techniques, he jumped down from a dead tree, but the saber was thrown high.He ran two steps forward, only to hear Huala's exclamation, and then shouted: "The knife fell!"

He was actually standing where the saber fell, and seeing that the scimitar was about to sink into the top of his head, he suddenly stretched out his hand and somehow touched the blade, and the blade obediently slid in along the scabbard without a sound.

After closing the knife, he turned around and smiled at Buhuala: "How? Do you want to learn?"

Buhuala cheered, rushed over and shouted: "I want to learn, I want to learn!"

"It's hard to learn, can you really bear it?"

"I can bear it, I will definitely not be afraid of hardship or tiredness!"

Lu Kanglong threatened her and said: "Then you have to kneel down and kowtow to me nine times, and call me master, and I will hand over all the martial arts to you."

Buhuala's eyes lit up: "Will I be as good as you?"

Lu Kanglong smiled and said, "You will be stronger than me."

Buhuala knelt down with a plop, a few snowflakes splashed under her knees, kowtowed nine times, and then raised her head happily.

Lu Kanglong stretched out his hand, wiped off the snow on her forehead, pulled her up, put her on his shoulder and sat down, and said: "From now on, you will be my apprentice... Sit down and don't fall off. "

He stretched out his hand to hold Buhuala's waist, and couldn't help asking: "What is this in your waist?"

Buhuala was taken aback for a moment, then he took out a thin silver chain from his waist and said, "You mean this?"

Lu Kanglong glanced at it, nodded and said, "Miss, you are not allowed to lift your clothes casually. How did this come about? Who tied it for you?"

The chain is stuck at the waist, each link is small and cute, because the surface is frosted, it looks milky white, it is not like something that a little beggar like Buhuala can have.

"Well, I used to be bad, and I was almost abducted by traffickers. I told you just now! My mother was afraid that I would get lost, so she tied a chain around my waist. When she danced on stage, she used me The lock was locked on an iron chain, and I was not allowed to run around in the house. Later, I ran out with me, but I didn't take it off."

Lu Kanglong hugged her from his shoulders, tucked her clothes, and let her sit back again, and continued: "Your surname is Long, and I am Kanglong. Repelling each other is inauspicious, and it is not good for your growth. But I am you Master, we Han people respect teachers, so of course I can't change your name for you, so I want to change your name..."

"Should I change my name? But my mother said that the name is the property left to me by my parents."

Lu Kanglong smiled and said: "Your silver chain is also the property left to you by your mother, so you can call it Silver Lock, okay?"

Buhuala hesitated and said, "Do you want to change it?"

Lu Kanglong said: "It must be changed. You have to decide quickly. If you go back on your word, your head will be knocked in vain. Naturally, martial arts will not be taught."

Buhuala struggled for a while, finally made up his mind, and said: "Okay! Then I will be called Yinsuo! Then what is my last name?"

Lu Kanglong said: "Of course the surname is Yin. Let's go, let's have a big meal."

When Buhuala heard the word "eat", a series of long grunts suddenly came out from his stomach. Lu Kanglong laughed loudly, put more force on his feet, and was as fast as a galloping horse.Bu Huala sat on his arrow, feeling the strong wind blowing against his face, bitingly cold, and couldn't help shrinking his neck, but in his whole life, he had never run so fast, and was so excited, staring straight ahead.

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Don't be like this, there is nothing wrong with your liking Boss Lu, and of course everyone likes people who treat themselves well.But a strict teacher produces high-level apprentices, there is no sullen and unhappy beautiful girl Xiang Boss, where is there a wonderful elder sister...

☆、46 Burning heart and forgetting love [-]

Jinling faced the wall at home all day, but she couldn't think why Huala didn't come to play with her.

It must be that I don't know which mountain to go to play wild, so as not to encounter ferocious beasts.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear Suiyu's wheelchair creaking and rolling over. She didn't wake up like a dream until her shoulders sank.Xiang Suiyu rested the ruler on her shoulder, seeing her like this, frowned indistinctly.

"Do you know why I punished you for facing the wall?"

"It's because the disciples didn't do their homework well when the master was away."

"Do you know why I punished you for not doing your homework?"

In the beginning, Jin Ling worshiped under Xiang Suiyu's school and was often punished. Although Xiang Suiyu punished her, she made it clear. As time passed, she naturally memorized it, so the answers were fluent: "Because learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will fall back. In the world, knowledge is infinite but life is finite. Exploring endlessly with emptiness is a hundred times more arduous, even though one life’s worth of effort is not enough, so don’t slack off for a day..."

"Why is it so hard, but I make it difficult for you in every possible way, and I want you to do it?"

She also thought about this question in her heart, but she never asked it. Today, she was suddenly asked back, she couldn't help but shook her head and said: "I... I don't know, please clarify, Master."

"Your talent is extremely high, and you were born not to waste it in vain. This kind of mind-consuming and energy-intensive work, which ordinary people can't do, will naturally fall on the heads of a few favored ones... You are a proud one, and you need to be constantly supervised as a teacher." You, prevent you from being slack and slack, and also prevent you from going astray. Do you understand what a teacher expects from you?"

"...disciple understands. Then..."

Xiang Suiyu's wheelchair had already turned halfway around, and when she heard her hesitate to speak, she asked, "What is the first essence of my internal energy?"

"... Concentrate and calm down, with less desire and less thoughts."

"As the teacher asked you to face the wall, I hope you will always restrain yourself and not be disturbed by external objects. Can you do it?"

Xiang Suiyu's eyes were bright, Jin Ling felt ashamed in her heart, as soon as she touched her, she lowered her head and said, "Disciple realizes his mistake."

Xiang Suiyu's wheelchair turned half a circle and said: "It's good to know your mistakes, and sit for two more days."

Jin Ling watched him go out, the closed door cut off the light, and she fell into a still darkness again.

Buhuala was half-baited and half-deceived by Lu Kanglong to accept him as a disciple, and half-deceived and half-deceived to change his name to Yinsuo, and sat on Lu Kanglong's shoulder all day long, wandering with him everywhere.

He was dressed in a gray robe and looked down and out, but he had a lot of friends who didn't know where. Everywhere he went, someone chatted with him and made friends with him. Someone invited him to live in the best place and eat the most expensive food.Lu Kanglong always carried his Buhuala with him wherever he went, and introduced his "new little disciple Yinsuo" to all his friends.

These people looked at Lu Kanglong's face, no matter how tall, short, fat, thin, male, female, young or old, they all bowed their heads to look at her and called her "Little Shadow King".

Apart from her deceased mother and the little Bell who was about the same age as her, has anyone in the world ever looked at her?She just felt elated like never before, smiling at everyone.

After more than a month of this kind of life, one day Lu Kanglong asked privately: "Silver lock, do you like this kind of life now?"

Silver Lock nodded and said, "I like it."

Lu Kanglong rubbed her protruding belly and said, "You used to eat like a ball every single meal, but these days your appetite has dropped sharply. What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, nothing, don't worry..." In her heart, she really likes to walk around with Lu Kanglong, and she doesn't want him to embarrass her, so she never speaks out, but she is still young and not good at deception, but her face is deceiving no one.

"Say it, why don't you eat? You say it, and I will vent your anger for you."

Hearing what he said, Yinsuo said, "...I've been so tired of eating for the past few days, I think I'd rather eat white rice, porridge, and steamed buns..."

Lu Kanglong pinched her face, and said: "Then where did the bruise on your face come from?"

"...I fell."

"Then you..." He stretched out his hand and poked around Silver Lock a few more times, causing her to wail again and again, her eyes were red, and she almost cried, "Why do you have so many painful places on your body?"

"I fell..." She turned her head away again, and she knew she was lying.

"Really?" Lu Kanglong looked at her. She had a ghost in her heart and dared not look directly at her. Lu Kanglong's palms clamped her face, preventing her from lowering her head.

"I..." I saw more and more tears in her eyes, and finally burst out, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Lu Kanglong said softly, "You used to cry when you wanted to, and laugh when you wanted to. I think it's fine."

"You give me food and clothing, you are my benefactor, I can't cause trouble for you, woo woo woo woo..."

Lu Kanglong scratched his hair and said, "It looks like you've gotten into trouble already?"

Yinsuo's face was covered with snot and tears, and he nodded.

Lu Kanglong took her into his arms and asked softly, "Have you started to hate this kind of life?"

Yinsuo didn't speak, and choked up with difficulty.

"Are you reluctant to part with the meat you ate during the day?"

Yinsuo shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you have it or not."

"Is that the day when you can't bear to let everyone please you?"

Yinsuo couldn't open his mouth at first, but when Lu Kanglong asked him this question, he was finally too embarrassed, so he cried and said, "When will you teach me martial arts, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......" they beat me and said I have no ability , it all depends on Master, I can't beat them, they all know martial arts..."

The reason why she was beaten was because the master here gave Yinsuo a rare bamboo ornament from his son. A little brother surrounded her, and Yin Suo didn't know any martial arts at all, so she was naturally beaten up.Everyone ridiculed her for not knowing martial arts, calling her the "Little Shadow King" and asking her to beg for mercy. Although Yinsuo was glib since she was a child, she has a big temper.

But she always remembered that Lu Kanglong was her savior, and she didn't want to cause trouble for him at all, even though she felt wronged in every way, she didn't say a word.

Lu Kanglong didn't answer, and waited quietly for her to cry enough and her breathing to gradually calm down, before asking: "Let's go now, shall we?"

"it is good!"

"You won't regret it?"

"No regrets! I don't want to play with them anymore! I want to learn martial arts!"

After hearing this, Lu Kanglong wiped away the tears on her face, hugged her and sat her on his shoulders, strode out of the city and walked north along the official road.

There was a sudden sound of wind in his ears, Yinsuo became happy again, Lu Kanglong suddenly asked: "I took you out to play at the beginning, were you happy?"

Yinsuo said: "I'm happy, of course I'm happy. I've never eaten so many delicious things and met so many people."

"Very well, you have to remember this happy feeling."

"I remember."

"And forget about it, forget about it all."

"What is forgetting?"

Lu Kanglong said: "The feeling I just let you remember... You ate delicious food at the beginning, and everyone was kind to you, so you were very happy. Later, because of who appeared and what happened , you are suddenly unhappy. You have to remember this... this process from happy to unhappy."

Yinsuo stared at him blankly, Lu Kanglong looked back expectantly, "How was it? Do you remember this process?"

"I remember……?"

Lu Kanglong said happily: "I knew you must be my successor."

Silver Lock also said happily: "Really?"

Lu Kanglong nodded and said: "Really. Humans have seven emotions and six desires, colors, sounds, scents and dharmas, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and evil desires. Once you learn how to forget them, you will be a peerless master."

"Really? I want to learn, I want to learn!"

"Don't worry, take your time. I will teach you a few formulas. You must recite them all the time. Listen carefully: 'One thought produces a hundred thoughts, and a hundred thoughts produce a demon. Qi out of Dantian...'"

The two headed north all the way, and they never set foot in the Central Plains again for ten years.

The author has something to say: (—▽—)y This is a conscientious update robot. The author must be frantically scrolling through the background on the train to read messages, but it is also possible to sleep to death on the train...

It’s amazing to get up and go to work the next day through four nights~ Don’t die from overwork~

☆、47 Burning heart and forgetting love [-]

Jinling hadn't seen Huala for two days, she felt uneasy and had some premonitions, and when Xiang Suiyu brought her food, she finally couldn't help asking: "Master, where is Long San?"

Xiang Suiyu said: "I'm already going to play the piano and send her down the mountain."

Jin Ling's eyes widened suddenly, and he stammered, "Why, why, don't you tell me?"

"You are facing the wall."

"But she, but...she has nowhere to go, how can she live without parents?"

Xiang Suiyu couldn't bear it, and lied: "Caoqin arranged for her to work at the foot of the mountain, which is enough to support myself."

"Then I... then can I see her?"

Xiang Suiyu said: "No."

Jinling's tears flowed down, but she still stared at Suiyu.Xiang Suiyu seemed to be unable to bear to look at it anymore, so she turned her head away again.Suddenly seeing that Jinling's eyes were distracted, she was on the verge of falling, and her secret path was not good, she slammed her palm on the armrest of the wheelchair, soared into the air, landed on Jinling's side, stretched out a hand to rest on her vest, and shouted in a low voice: "One thought A hundred thoughts are born, and a hundred thoughts give birth to demons. If you want to destroy the demons, all thoughts must be extinguished first. Little bell, don't move delusions!"

He forcibly channeled the chaotic zhenqi in Jinling's body, but he still couldn't escape it after all.Little Bell is the best choice for everything, but if you don’t use it, it’s fine. If you use it, it’s easy to fall in love. I really don’t know if it’s good or bad.

Jinling fell asleep for a day and a night, Xiang Suiyu was a little worried, so she cooked the dishes herself, and played the piano after a while to see if Jinling had woken up.

Caoqin annoyed him so much that he said, "Master Xing, Caoqin has an idea."

"What's the idea?"

Caoqin said: "I'm going to find two small servants for Master Xing, the size of a small bell. Bishop Xing will give you some rough fists and feet. First, I can play with Little Bell, lest she has no friends. Second, Master Xing's legs and feet are inconvenient. I can't take care of it all the time, so it's good to have two helpers."

Xiang Suiyu weighed the two, finally nodded, and let go: "Then I will leave everything to you."

Two months later, Caoqin brought two little girls, one named Han'er,