[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting a small brick wall.The brick wall is mottled, and the inner side is covered with vines. The broad green leaves are blown by the wind, forming a green wave one after another, and occasionally a few curly thin vines flutter, like green sleeves. They are as charming as slender hands.

It's just that the girl squatting under the eaves didn't have the time to devote a little bit of her mind to the vines. At most, she used her little finger to hook a few strands of hair that had been ruffled by the wind back behind her ears, and stared at the front of her with a pair of wonderful eyes engrossed. The small faded stove was holding a broken cattail fan in the other hand and was shaking gently. On the stove, there was a constant gurgling sound in a sand jar with a round mouth that was damaged at the corner. It floated out of the small mouth, and it filled the entire small courtyard in a short time.

Suddenly there was a low cough in the room, and a man's voice came from the window: "Ahem... Yu'er, Yu'er..."

The girl hurriedly put the cattail fan at her feet, shook her green skirt lightly and stood up, saying: "Father, what's the matter?" Then she stepped into the room with a few steps.

After another half hour, a white mist rose from the medicine pot under the eaves, and the medicine fragrance became more intense.The girl seemed to have settled the affairs of the house, and walked out with brisk steps holding a rough porcelain bowl.

She filtered the medicine juice and poured it into the bowl her father used to drink medicine on a daily basis. Just as she put the medicine jar back on the stove, she heard three very rhythmic "knock knock" sounds outside the courtyard gate.

Ever since her old father became seriously ill and the family became more financially distressed, relatives and friends seldom came to the house again, and the world was like frost. This girl had long been used to it, but at this time there was still a trace of doubt on her seldom fluctuating face. She looked at it. The sun is setting in the sky, it is already such a time, who else will knock on the door?

Xuan Zhen stood outside the dilapidated wooden door. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the door knocker, so he had to knock with his knuckles.Listening attentively, there was no sound in the courtyard, but wisps of medicinal fragrance wafted over the brick wall and doors into the nostrils. I think Lai Fusou and the people who asked along the way did not point out the wrong, that elegant girl did live here.

Just as she was thinking about it, there was a creak, the wooden door opened a crack, and a pair of clear water eyes were looking over from behind the door. Seeing Xuan Zhen, the girl froze for a moment, obviously she still remembered him, and opened the door. Pulling it away a little more, said: "You...you are..."

"My name is Xuan Zhen, and I am a disciple of the Qionghua Sect in Kunlun Mountain." Xuan Zhen clasped his fists and said solemnly.

The girl was taken aback again, thinking that she was in a remote area in the south, perhaps she had heard of Kunlun Mountain, but the Qionghua Sect had never heard of it.However, she still straightened her dress, and smiled slightly: "Xuan Zhen...Young Master, I am a poor girl, and my life is not worth mentioning, so I won't talk about it. You... don't know what's wrong with you, Young Master?"

Xuan Zhen smiled slightly, and answered the irrelevant question: "Miss, I think you have never heard of the name of my Qionghua Sect, and Xuan Zhen doesn't want to boast. But I heard that the girl's father suffered from hemoptysis, and there is hardly any good doctor in the world who can heal it. Mr. Wei Fu... His medicine can only delay the onset of the disease, but it is absolutely impossible to cure it."

The girl's eyes were still slightly puzzled and guarded, but after hearing this, those expressions turned into surprise and anxiety, and the hesitation flashed across that jade-like porcelain face for a moment, and then she said very decisively: " Young Master, please come in and talk." As he spoke, he retreated to the door and made way for the way.

Xuan Zhen took a lot of effort, and with the help of the girl's filial piety, she was able to slightly dispel her worries.Looking around at the entrance, I sighed in my heart, it really is a poor family, there are only two houses, and there are phoenix trees in the courtyards of every household along the way, but this small courtyard has nothing but ivy and moss.

His eyes were like lightning, he swept from the moss in the corner to the mud stove under the eaves, and in just a short moment, he caught a glimpse of the bowl of thick brown medicinal juice on the window sill, and said casually: "Girl, if the medicine is cold, it will lose its medicinal properties. Hurry up and let your father take it while it's hot."

The girl was startled, as if she remembered the bowl of medicine, her cheeks blushed and she hurried over to pick up the bowl, she didn't care to greet Xuan Zhen, she turned around and hurried into the house, perhaps she was in a hurry, even when she crossed the threshold Forgetting that there was a young man by her side, she raised the corner of her skirt without hesitation, revealing a pair of bright yellow embroidered shoes underneath.

Xuan Zhen caught a glimpse of it, was startled for a while, then looked away after a while, and a wry smile flashed across his face.The disciples of the Taiqing sect are extremely strict, Xuan Zhen has always kept the etiquette under his teaching, he was only stunned for a moment, and now he felt ashamed, and said to himself: Xuan Zhen, Xuan Zhen, as a disciple of the Qionghua sect, you saw the woman's face The feet have even forgotten the ancient teachings of seeing no evil... I can still think of those two green shoes... Could it be that I really became the disciples mentioned in the strange books of Master Xuan Ting?

He followed the girl into the outer room, the room was very dark, there was only a wooden table and a few wooden benches, and there was a wooden bed in the corner, the house was nothing but bare, but even though it was so poor, the house was still well-cared for, Very clean.

The inner room and the outer room are only separated by a thin layer of wall panels, so the movement in the room can be heard very clearly.Xuan Zhen sat down on the stool, listening to the girl's soft voice, as if she was trying to persuade his father to drink more medicine.At this time, the twilight was fading outside, and the window was dim. In the darkness, the scent of medicine lingered in his nose, and he could faintly hear the clear and sweet voice of his daughter's family. He closed his eyes, and a sense of tranquility emerged spontaneously. After Kunlun Mountain, it was the first time for Xuan Zhen to feel such peace of mind, as if... this kind of scene was extremely familiar to him, and he had even experienced it thousands of times.

It was only half a cup of tea time, when a rustling sound was heard, and dim light came out from behind the raised curtain.Xuan Zhen opened his eyes, and saw the girl walking out with an empty bowl in one hand and a copper candlestick in the other. Only a very thin and short white candle was inserted in the candlestick, and the big flame was flickering on it. Then, under the hazy soft light, the plain-clothed girl's face is even more beautiful.

Xuan Zhen stared at the girl's face unconsciously, lost consciousness, the face in front of him was naturally extremely beautiful, but what made it hard to look away was the coldness and sadness frowning between the brows, those eyes seemed to be It contains frost that is difficult to melt all the year round, but behind the frost, there seems to be more, more something... It's like the pair of beautiful eyes full of hostility that flashed in my mind many times when I dreamed back at midnight , Familiar to the point of pain in the heart, the pain is still filled with expectations and admiration, but no matter what, I can't remember... where did I see it...

Perhaps Xuan Zhen's staring eyes were too straightforward, the girl turned her face slightly, and said softly: "Let the young master wait for a long time." After speaking, she came over and put the bowl on the corner of the table, hesitated for a while while pinching the corner of her clothes, and then said, "Mr. Xuan Zhen...you just said that my father's illness...couldn't be cured by the medicine that troubled Grandpa?"

Xuan Zhen suddenly regained his composure, quickly lowered his head and turned to look at the table, thinking that he would feel admiration and intimacy towards a girl who was several years younger than himself, as a younger generation would towards an elder, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, He could not help feeling a little hot on his face, and said: "Uh... your father's illness is hemoptysis, and I heard the girl's words by chance at that time, it seemed a little heavy——"

"Yu'er, who are you talking to?"

Just as he was speaking, the father of the girl in the house seemed to have heard the sound, and raised his voice slightly inside.The girl was already a little disturbed by the meaning of Xuan Zhen's words, but when she was startled, the candle holder in her hand tilted unexpectedly, a few drops of hot candle tears fell on the back of her hand, and she even cried out ah.Xuan Zhen saw the opportunity very quickly, and hurriedly took the candlestick between his hands, and the other hand had already raised two fingers and turned into a mist to caress the burnt red mark on the girl's hand.

"Yu'er, Yu'er?"

The owner of the vicissitudes of life in the house heard his daughter yelling, and became even more anxious, yelling again and again.

The girl smiled gratefully at Xuan Zhen, quickly raised the curtain and said inwardly: "Father, I'm fine." After a pause, she said, "There is a guest at home, Daddy, how about you meet him?"

While speaking, Xuan Zhen had already come behind the girl, and looked into the room by the light of the candle in his hand.The inner room is also very narrow and cramped, but there is only one bed and one cabinet. A man is half lying on the bed. Under the candlelight, his face is extremely thin and haggard, with gray temples. He looks to be in his fifties. It is really hard to think of such a man. A half-aged man would have such a beautiful little daughter.

The girl's father also saw Xuan Zhen at a glance, he was startled for a while, and then looked up and down with his eyes. Although he coughed continuously, his eyes did not move away from Xuan Zhen's body at all.

Seeing his sallow and emaciated appearance, Xuan Zhen was clearly in a state of terminal illness, and he believed what the old man said even more.It's just that the uncle in front of me looked very uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to open his mouth. Instead, the girl's father spoke first: "Yu'er, have you served tea to the guests?"

The girl was startled, and blurted out: "Daddy, there is no..."

"Then go and pour a bowl of water, how can we let the guests sit around!" said the man, patted the bed board, "Young man, my daughter is a bit clumsy, please take care of me. We are a small family, although we are polite It's not good, but there is no reason for the girl to speak to the guests alone, but I am sick and can't go to the main room to accompany you, so I will trouble you to come here for a while."

While speaking, the girl had already moved a stool from outside, Xuan Zhen repeatedly said "Don't bother me" and took the wooden stool over. The smiling one was very happy, and his heart was a little hairy, and he thought to himself: This uncle is so weird.

When the girl left the room, the man still couldn't help sweeping his eyes back and forth on Xuan Zhen's face, coughed a few times and suddenly said: "Young man, I think you are very good, um, very good. In the past few years like you There are a lot of people coming to the door, I know what you mean at a glance... Well, what's your name?"

Xuan Zhen said blankly: "The junior's name is Xuan Zhen, he is... a disciple of the Qionghua Sect of Kunlun Mountain."

The man nodded: "Oh, Xuan Zhen, is your surname Xuan? This name is a bit strange... Anyway, you are from the nearby mountains? I don't think you don't look like those barbarians from southern Xinjiang."

Xuan Zhen shook his head and said, "Kunlun Mountain is thousands of miles away, not here."

The man frowned and coughed: "Ahem... this is not good! How can my daughter go so far away, then I won't be able to see her all year round?"

Xuan Zhen was slightly taken aback, he came to the girl's house first to save the girl's father, and secondly to persuade her to follow him back to the Kunlun Mountain Qionghua sect, at this time he was quite dissatisfied with this man's words, it was too late Thinking about how he guessed his purpose, he first thought: That girl seems to be very obedient to her father, if the uncle doesn't allow her to go with him, it will be bad, so it's better to appease her first.Thinking about it, he said: "Uncle, you are suffering from hemoptysis, Miss Yu'er is worried day and night, and you are also suffering, why don't you come back to Kunlun Mountain with me, Qionghua sent countless panacea, which can always cure your illness, It can also make Miss Yuer smile again, isn't it great?"

The man thought for a while, nodded his head and said: "There is some truth to what you say... Well, but we are used to living in the south, my daughter is so delicate, if you treat her badly, what can you say?"

Xuan Zhen was stunned, and hurriedly said: "How could this happen? Since I joined my Qionghua Sect, as a senior brother, I will naturally take good care of her, even if I don't take good care of her, there are other things—"

"Brother, brother, since you promised to take good care of my daughter, you can't go back on it!" The man laughed, and coughed a lot under the joy, "cough cough... Yu'er is a good girl, you... ...You won't regret it either, ahem..."

The more Xuan Zhen listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he didn't follow the man's words, but instead asked: "Uncle, I have something else to ask, that is... Miss Yu'er's birth date, can you tell me? It’s better to send a message back to the teacher’s gate to my master—”

The man didn't wait for Xuan Zhen to finish, he propped himself up on the bed and smiled and said, "Okay, you know etiquette and what it means to ask elders, but you can't casually tell people about my daughter's birthday, just listen to me!" Whispered a few words in Xuan Zhen's ear.

When Xuan Zhen heard this, he pinched his fingers and counted for a while, and his heart became more certain. Although he was not as profound in numerology as Taiqing Daoist, he also vaguely knew that this girl's birthday was extremely dark, adding Before going up, the spiritual light Zaoyu suddenly flashed white light, it was obvious that she was exactly the person he was looking for.Thinking about it, he couldn't help smiling, and said to himself: "Let's write a letter to Master."

However, he was so pleased with himself that he didn't notice it at all. The father of the girl beside him looked at him with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He was looking at his daughter's future brother, but he was clearly looking at his future son-in-law...