The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

The 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

Four Seasons Villa was bustling with activity early in the morning.

After breakfast, Wen Kexing took a feather duster and cleaned from house to house. Every time he passed the courtyard, he could see Zhou Zishu absent-mindedly sweeping the floor with a broom, but he directed Zhang Chengling to climb up and step down to clean up the debris on the roof. For fallen leaves, the lintel plaque must also be scrubbed clean.

From far away, Wen Kexing could hear Zhang Chengling lying on the roof, tremblingly begging for mercy: "Master, I am afraid of heights...can you ask Uncle Bai to help?! I am afraid that I will fall."

"Little brat, are you mature enough? You've learned how to command your elders. You're fifteen years old, can you be a bit promising?" Zhou Zishu frowned when he heard his unpromising words, and swung his broom horizontally. Then he pointed at Zhang Chengling, as if he was about to spank his ass if he said one more nonsense.

"That's enough, Xu, it's Chinese New Year's Eve, don't keep scolding the children, and the beams are so high, it's quite dangerous." Wen Kexing carried the feather duster upside down, moved to Zhou Zishu's side, and carefully pressed down that he had lifted it up. broom.

"Just let him get used to him. He's so old that he doesn't dare to climb high. He doesn't look like a disciple of my Four Seasons Villa!" Zhou Zishu is definitely a strict teacher who is critical of his disciples.

"Okay, okay, Axu, don't be angry. If you get angry again after the Chinese New Year, if he stepped on the air and fell down, you won't be the one who feels sorry for you." Wen Kexing gradually mastered the skill of coaxing Zhou Zishu, smoothing his hair Seeing that Zhou Zishu just rolled his eyes, but didn't refute him, he felt confident.

He walked to the porch on the ridge of the roof where Zhang Chengling was, and yelled at the trembling young boy who was still cleaning the roof tiles and dust: "Chengling, come down first, don't fall down later, the roof is a mess!" I will clean the plaque, go dust the house!"

Zhang Chengling was naturally very happy to hear that his uncle was willing to help him, but he subconsciously looked at his master, seeing that although his master looked unhappy, he didn't say anything, so he completely calmed down and followed along in a hurry. He climbed off the roof and landed on the ground, looking at his uncle with sparkling eyes.

Master uncle really loves him the most, woo woo woo.

Wen Kexing looked at the young boy's ashen-faced face, with roof tiles still stuck to his knees, couldn't help chuckling, stretched out his hand to smooth his sweaty forehead hair, and stuffed the feather duster into his hand, It was useless to take the small broom in Zhang Chengling's hand, and he jumped onto the roof with a force on his foot.

Zhang Chengling looked at his master uncle leaping across the eaves and corners of the house, cleaning the fallen leaves and dust on the roof in a relaxed and leisurely manner. His eyes were full of envy and yearning. He didn't realize that his master had already walked behind him. Holding a feather duster, she looked at Wen Kexing eagerly, and kicked him angrily.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go to work!" Zhou Zishu pretended to be holding a broom, but still confidently ordered his disciples to go to work quickly. Zhuangzi is so big that he wouldn't be able to clean it up if he didn't work hard.

Zhang Chengling scratched the back of his head, smiled coquettishly, and holding a feather duster, he sneaked into the next room in a desperate manner.

"Axu, don't stand under the eaves, I'll sweep the dust and it will fall on you." Wen Kexing stood on the roof.Looking down at Zhou Zishu's sweeping movements, he laughed and said, "Ah Xu, if you don't want to sweep the floor, go to the kitchen and bring me a basin of water. The roof is too dusty, and it can be cleaned with some water." some."

Zhou Zishu grew up, not to mention being pampered, and he never did the rough work of dust removal and sweeping the courtyard. The hand holding the sword and writing brush suddenly grasped the broom, and he really didn't know how to use it. Ke Xing found a step for him, and he couldn't wait to put down the broom, hummed softly, then turned and went to the kitchen to fetch water for Wen Ke Xing.

You Wen Kexing coaxed and directed patiently, and the two of them cooperated with each other, tidying up the yard in style.

Busy and busy, this hour has passed by in a hurry.

Standing in the middle of the yard, looking at the brand-new villa and the cleanly wiped door plaque, Zhou Zishu felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart. It's the Chinese New Year, and this is the new atmosphere it should have.

Thinking of this, he looked around, as if he hadn't seen Lao Bai after breakfast, he and Lao Wen had been working for so long, where did Lao Bai go?Thinking of this, he asked Wen Kexing, "By the way, what about Lao Bai, why didn't you see him? How could he be missing from the house-cleaning and dust-removing work?"

"He cleaned up the meeting room early in the morning. When I came here, I saw him coloring and repainting in the room. It should be almost done now." Wen Kexing stood shoulder to shoulder with him in the courtyard In the middle of the day, he looked around at the fruits of their hard work, patted the dust on his body, and said casually.

"After hesitating for so long, I finally agreed to paint. It's not easy, so let's not bother him." Zhou Zishu just wanted to ask what Bai Yi was doing, and since he knew that he was repainting in the main hall, he didn't think about it. to bother him.

While chatting, the two of them suddenly heard a creaking sound from the inner courtyard, accompanied by Zhang Chengling's exclamation: "Master and uncle! Come and have a look!"

Zhou Zishu frowned when he heard the anxious shout. He thought Zhang Chengling broke something in the room?Afraid that he would hurt himself, he took Wen Kexing and hurried to find him.

When he saw the half-hidden door, he was taken aback.This is the former residence of his master Qin Huaizhang during his lifetime.When they first came home, they only roughly cleaned the Zhuangzi, and Zhou Zishu avoided it intentionally or unintentionally.Why did Zhang Chengling come here to clean the room? Thinking of the crisp sound, Zhou Zishu raised it up, that brat mustn't have smashed his master's relic! ! !

Zhou Zishu pushed open the door that had been covered with dust for a long time, and what he saw was not the grayness and dullness that he had imagined for a long time without people living in it. The familiar scene in the room made him feel as if he had passed away, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhang Chengling standing in front of the Bogu stand at a loss, and the feeling disappeared.

"Why did you come to this house? It's frizzy, didn't it break anything?" Zhou Zishu subconsciously glanced at the ground, seeing that there was nothing broken, he was relieved.

"Master, uncle, you are finally here. I don't know why, but I just wanted to wipe the bottles on the shelf, and I accidentally..." Seeing that they finally came, Zhang Chengling hesitated and muttered. He tiptoedly stepped aside, revealing the universe behind him.

Zhou Zishu heard the words and looked over, and saw a small dense grid on the wall where the Bogu shelf was originally placed.

Wen Kexing followed behind Zhou Zishu, and naturally saw the secret compartment, unfolded his folding fan and chuckled, "Ah Xu, who lived in this house before? Why is there a secret compartment? It's hidden mysteriously." What good stuff?"

Zhou Zishu just said in a daze: "Master's..." and walked in.

The smile on Wen Kexing's face froze. This turned out to be the former residence of his master, whom he hadn't seen a lot?Thinking of this, he shyly put away his folding fan and moved up, wanting to see what treasure Master Qin, the old man, had hidden.

It was a dark compartment that was only two feet square, and there were only two simple ebony boxes, one large and one small, inside. Zhou Zishu carefully took out the two boxes and gently placed them on the desk next to the antique shelf. Ke Xing and Zhang Chengling were very curious, and surrounded them. When Zhou Zishu gently opened the relatively large box, there were only a few small things inside.

A somewhat old and blackened safety lock.

A small wooden sword with simple and crude carving.

A jade bell without a core.

There are also several yellowed letters.

Wen Kexing and Zhang Chengling looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't expect that Qin Huaizhang was carefully hiding these little things.Only when Zhou Zishu saw these unremarkable old things would his eyes turn slightly red.

"Ah Xu, what are these? Why did the old master hide them?" Wen Kexing stretched out a finger, carefully fiddled with the jade bell without a bell core, and asked a little confused .

"This safety lock was worn by Jiuxiao when he was a child. When he was seven or eight years old, he felt that he had grown up. Wearing the safety lock was too naive, so he took it off. Unexpectedly, Master put it away." Time has eroded the blackened safety lock, and murmured in the memories.

"Master, who owns that little wooden sword?" Zhang Chengling gently picked up the little wooden sword that was only one palm long and asked curiously.

"I made it..." Zhou Zishu looked at the small wooden sword, his vision blurred.

"You did it?" Wen Kexing's eyes widened in surprise, he took the wooden sword in Zhang Chengling's hand, and looked at it carefully. Just now he felt that this little thing was ordinary, and the carving was a bit ugly. Looking at it now It is much more pleasing to the eye.

"Jiu Xiao was brought back to Four Seasons Villa by his master when he was very young. At that time, he was only three or four years old. He couldn't lift a real sword, so he surrounded me and watched me practicing sword. I couldn't bear it and wanted to make one for him. Wooden. This is the first time I made it. It didn’t look good, so I threw it away. Later, Master found out and made a wooden sword for Jiuxiao. I didn’t expect Master to keep this... ..." Thinking of the fun and warmth back then, Zhou Zishu smiled a little, but that smile was tinged with indescribable bitterness and melancholy.

"Grand Master is really nice." Zhang Chengling looked eagerly at the little things in the box. These were all his master's and junior uncle's childhood things, and Tai Shifu unexpectedly preserved them so well.

Zhou Zishu closed his eyes, held back the tears, and sighed: "Yes, Master is really good."

Wen Kexing felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, so he coughed lightly, pointed to the jade bell and the letter and asked, "What about these?"

Zhou Zishu breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "I think this letter is signed by some of Master's best friends. They passed away one after another when Master was alive. We don't want to peek at the letters of the elders. As for the bell... I don't know about that."

"We can ask Uncle Bai, he has been with Grand Master for so long, so he must know about it." Zhang Chengling carefully picked up the jade bell and held it in the palm of his hand. After speaking, he wanted to turn around to find Uncle Bai to ask about the origin of the bell. , wanted to hear the story of his grand master again, but was stopped by his master.

"What does it look like to be frizzy? Break things up again. Let's go together later." Zhou Zishu carefully put the two or three old things back into the box, closed the lid, and put them back into the secret room. Take the time to reprimand Zhang Chengling.

After Zhang Chengling was reprimanded by his master, he tiptoed back with the jade bell in his hand, thinking that there was still a box he hadn't read.

Under the curious eyes of Wen Kexing and Zhang Chengling, Zhou Zishu opened another flat box.There were only two stacks of old and yellowed booklets in the box. Zhou Zishu only glanced at the covers, then excitedly picked up one and murmured, "Disciple book? The five generations of booklet is actually here!"

"Ah Xu, what is this? Why are you so excited?" Before Wen Kexing had time to see what was written on the cover of the booklet, he heard Zhou Zishu's excited murmur and asked curiously.

Zhou Zishu stroked the thin booklet in his hand, explaining to Wen Kexing and Zhang Chengling.

Four Seasons Villa has been passed down to the present, including Zhang Chengling, there have been six generations, and since the founder of the Lipai, each generation will be written by the owner of the current generation in the disciple book of the next generation, recording the name, place of origin and succession.Just like a family tree, it is passed down from generation to generation with the owner of the estate.However, Qin Huaizhang passed away too hastily, and did not hand over the fifth-generation disciple book to Zhou Zishu for safekeeping. At that time, he thought he would never find it again, and he felt guilty, but he did not expect to find it today by mistake.

Zhou Zishu carefully opened the first page of "The Fifth Generation Disciple Book of Four Seasons Villa". On it was written his name, hometown and teacher's inheritance in a font he was all too familiar with.

Zhou Zishu - Jinzhou Zhou Mansion - learned from Qin Huaizhang.

And the second page is impressively.

Zhen Yan - the genius doctor Gu Zhen - learned from Qin Huaizhang.

When Wen Kexing saw that line of small characters, his expression was indescribably complicated. He did not expect that Qin Huaizhang actually treated him as a personal disciple for the simple three-prayer ceremony back then, recorded it in the disciple book, and passed it down with the villa. , passed down from generation to generation.

"Uncle! Uncle! It's really uncle!" Zhang Chengling yelled excitedly when he saw his uncle's name while stretching his neck.

Wen Ke Xing!His uncle! !It's justifiable! ! !

"I knew it." Those behind were the names of the juniors and juniors who grew up with Zhou Zishu. He flipped through it, and he understood it by heart, and put the disciple book in his arms properly. Feeling lost, Ke Xing patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, Junior Brother, don't disappoint Master's hard work, cheer up!"

"Axu, I'm fine... Isn't there another one? Don't you want to read it?" Wen Kexing calmed down the turmoil and complicated emotions in his heart, and looked at the book of the fifth generation disciples, and there was a copy of the fourth generation disciples. He urged Zhou Zishu to open it and take a look.

"This is the master's student booklet." Zhou Zishu looked at the handwriting of the grand master he had never met on the cover.Correctly and generously wrote "Fourth Generation Disciple Book of Four Seasons Villa"

Zhou Zishu flipped through it carefully. Not surprisingly, the first page was his master's name, and the following dozens of pages were all his familiar uncles, Uncle Zhang's, Uncle Bi's, Uncle Li and Uncle Fan. , every time he turned a page, the voices and smiles of these familiar elders seemed to float on the paper, which made him feel dazed.

And as the student booklet became thinner and thinner, until the last page was turned, Zhou Zishu was a little dazed by the familiar handwriting and the familiar name that suddenly floated on the paper.

Baiyi—Changming Mountain—Qin Huaizhang accepts disciples on behalf of his teacher.

Wen Kexing looked at the line of small characters that were different from those on the previous pages, and asked blankly: "Accepting apprentices on behalf of the teacher? So Lao Bai should be our little uncle?"

"It stands to reason...it's like this..." Zhou Zishu was also a little confused, but the handwriting was indeed written by his master.Lao Bai also said that his martial arts in the Four Seasons Villa were also taught by his master.Thinking of the time before, when he asked Lao Bai if he was from the same school, Lao Bai laughed at himself sadly, and he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

What's the matter?Did his master not tell Lao Bai that he is already a disciple of Four Seasons Villa?

He is also the fourth generation of disciples of his master who accepted apprentices on behalf of his grand master, only half a generation shorter than his master, his little uncle!

Zhang Chengling looked at the brochure, then at his master and uncle, his expressions were similarly dazed and shocked.

Uncle Bai...how did he become his Grand Master Uncle?

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Last night, because of the better efficacy of the medicine, Bai Yi slept soundly and slept soundly. Maybe he saw Qin Huaizhang again in his dream, and dreamed of the scene where Qin Huaizhang taught him Danqing when he was young, although that memory is long gone When the fringe was frizzy, but it also made him wake up from the dream, the corners of his lips were smiling.

With the state of mind and peace after the dream, he finally dared to pick up a pen to add color to Qin Huaizhang's original drawing.

Danzhu, ocher red, dark blue, dark green, light yellow...

Bai Yi calmed down, immersed himself in the painting, and carefully filled the bright colors on the yellowed scroll. This old painting, which was covered with a layer of rough edges over the years, reproduced the freshness of the past under Bai Yi's pen.

Complementing colors to the old paintings of the deceased is like reminiscing and empathizing with the deceased on a spiritual level through painting.

When Qin Huaizhang made the Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine-Nine Cold Dispelling Map, it was full of expectations and blessings for the generation of disciples of the Four Seasons Villa. He expected their future to be promising, and wished them a bright future in the coming of winter and spring.

So when Bai Yi made up the last touch and stopped slowly, when he looked at this picture of dispelling the cold, he felt that he had made up some regrets, but he also felt a sense of loss.

When he packed up the paint and ink, and hung the picture of dispelling the cold on the wall again, he heard scattered footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Zi Shu, Lao Wen, you are here. Look, I have finished the painting." Bai Yi turned around and saw that Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing walked in with Zhang Chengling, and smiled brightly, pointing to his completed painting. Hang Hua said happily.

As soon as Zhou Zishu stepped into the meeting room, he raised his eyes and saw the hanging paintings restored to the past and the person standing in front of the hanging looking back and smiling. He was also infected by that smile, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.

"Old Bai, oh! No, I should call you little uncle from now on. As for us, we also have something to show you." Wen Kexing embraced Zhang Chengling, looked at the painting, and also at the white clothes in front of the painting, smiling explain.

"What do you mean by that? What little uncle? Why didn't I understand?" Bai Yi turned around, looking at the three people who walked in hand in hand, a little confused.

"It's really time to call you Junior Martial Uncle in the future. Look at this." Zhou Zishu walked up to him, took the Fourth Generation Disciple Book from Zhang Chengling's hand, and handed it to Bai Yi with both hands.

"Where did you find the disciple book? What are you doing for me?" Bai Yi glanced at the three of them, all with mysterious expressions. He was still a little puzzled when he took the disciple book of Four Seasons Villa from Zhou Zishu.

"Look at the last page, and you still say that you are not my fellow disciple. Master accepted you as a disciple of the villa 20 years ago, little uncle." Zhou Zishu stood in front of the white clothes, smiling and cupping his hands.

Bai Yi frowned and turned directly to the last page, looking at the handwriting that he was all too familiar with, mentioning his name in the four-generation disciple book of Four Seasons Villa, he was stunned for a moment.

Qin Huaizhang, he actually...has never regarded him as a spiritual creature...nor has he ever disliked him for being young and naughty...

"So, I'm going to call you Uncle Grand Master in the future?" Zhang Chengling also came over and bowed, scratching his head, and said a little shyly.

"Heh...haha..." Bai Yi laughed out loud while holding the disciple booklet, and the corners of his eyes were stained bright red when he smiled. .

"Qin Huaizhang, you bastard! You accept apprentices on behalf of your master, does your master know? Why do you want to accept me as your junior, and I have to be your junior? You are taking advantage of me! Why... for so many years. Tell me..." Bai Yi clutched the thin booklet, his mood suddenly went up and down, and his breath was a little disordered, not to mention the slow moisture in the corners of his eyes, which frightened Zhou Zishu and the others.

"Old Bai...uncle, don't get excited, isn't this a good thing? You will be our little uncle in the future!" Wen Kexing has never seen Bai Yi crying, and rushed forward to pat him on the shoulder said comfortingly.

"That's right, Master Uncle, Master may have had some unspeakable secrets back then, so he didn't tell you. Don't be angry." Zhou Zishu also surrounded him.

"Uncle Grand Master, don't be sad~" Cheng Ling took out a handkerchief from his bosom, stretched it out in front of the white robe, and wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he brushed it off rudely.

Hearing the chanting of "Master Uncle" on the left and "Uncle Grand Master" on the right, Bai Yi felt an unknown fire in his heart.

"Who is your uncle?! How can you take it seriously? I am a teacher of the Sword Immortal of Changming Mountain, and I have never thought of entering the Four Seasons Villa. I have kept it from me for so long. Qin Huaizhang wanted to rely on these words. There's no way to tie me up in the Four Seasons Villa!" Bai Yi wiped away tears indiscriminately, threw the disciple book back into Zhou Zishu's arms, and rushed out of the main hall angrily.

"Uncle Grand Master, what's wrong with him? Wasn't he fine just now? Why did you get angry all of a sudden?" Zhang Chengling stared blankly at the back of Bai Yi leaving angrily, and asked puzzledly.

"He might not be able to accept it for a while," Zhou Zishu sighed, and put away the disciple book for Bai Yi.

"Our master is wicked enough. We can hide such a big matter for so long, so it's no wonder that Lao Bai is angry." After today's series of changes, Wen Kexing is still in a happy mood, and there is no one with a big heart. .

"Stop saying a few words, why don't you hurry up and cook at this time!" Zhou Zishu became angry when he saw his heartless appearance, and urged him to cook quickly, don't be foolish and hinder him here eyes.

"Okay, now that old Bai has become a senior uncle, I have to cook three meals a day by myself again." Wen Kexing put on a show, sighed whether there was something, and happily turned to the kitchen.

"Don't stand around here, there is still so much work to do, how can you celebrate the New Year tomorrow if you can't finish today? Hurry up!" Seeing that Wen Kexing had left, Zhou Zishu also threw Zhang Chengling out. Standing alone in the conference hall, he stared at the painting in a daze.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is basically my private design. I want to give Wen Kexing and Bai Yi the status of staying in Four Seasons Villa.The kind on record!

This can be regarded as a foreshadowing of Chapter 36.

Ling's seniority was already chaotic, but it became even more chaotic after I changed it like this...