A Beginner's Guide to Magic

Li Qing entered the room with a bowl of porridge.

Seeing him coming, Lu Yang turned around calmly, rushed back to the bed, threw himself on the quilt, and looked like he was going to sleep.

Li Qing sat by the bed, sighed, and said, "I didn't eat a few mouthfuls at night, so I drank the porridge anyway."

Lu Yang ignored him.

"I cooked it myself." Li Qing tugged at his hair: "I've been in the kitchen twice since I was a child, so A Yang will do me a favor? Okay? It hurts my stomach when I'm starving."

Now that the conversation has come to this point, Lu Yang has no choice but to turn around, take the bowl and drink it.

It's not hot at all, it's warm, just right in the mouth, with ham and green vegetables added, it's very refreshing.

Li Qing asked: "Are you still angry?"

Lu Yang put the bowl aside and didn't speak.

Li Qing said slowly: "I promise you, I will allow you to do your business for three years, and I am willing to dismiss all the concubines, can you talk to me?"

Lu Yang looked straight into his eyes, looked at him for a while, and said, "I'm not angry about that. Li Qing, you obviously had so much time to confess to me before, but you didn't tell me until now. Why, don't you trust me? Do you think I don't have such a big heart, can't accommodate you? Can't accommodate your family, can't accommodate your concubine room?"

Li Qing was questioned by him like a cannonball, a little stunned, and quickly grabbed his hand: "Of course not, our Ayang is the most generous, I'm just afraid... I'm afraid that you won't want to marry after you find out. Come here, will you not want me."

He grabbed Lu Yang's rough hands, touched the hard calluses on his head, then parted his clothes, put his hands on his chest, and looked at him with drooping eyebrows: "Listen, did my heart tell you?" You, I love you?"

Lu Yang couldn't bear this the most, all the hair that exploded all over his body was smoothed out, and only then did he have the time to look at Li Qing's clothes.

Well, when I arrived at the Hehuan Sect, I felt like I had returned to the base camp of Li Qing's wardrobe. The upper body was covered loosely by soft cloth, and it was scattered on the ground when it was pulled, revealing the strong upper body.

The lower body is also wearing a pair of loose trousers, made of extremely sheer gauze, covered by layers of black gauze, but still unable to cover the pink and tender...thong shorts inside.

Lu Yang looked carefully for a while, and found that there was a little pig's head embroidered on the shorts, which looked very cute, but it was not too cute just placed in this place.

Li Qing noticed his gaze, so he moved forward very generously, letting the other party look at him.

Lu Yang found that this behavior was a bit wrong, so he quickly found a different topic: "How many beautiful concubines do you have?"

Li Qing faltered for a while, then said honestly, "...Eighteen."

Lu Yang: "..."

Li Qing immediately stood up: "I'll call them to see you right away, if you don't like anyone, I'll throw her out of the mountain immediately!"

Lu Yang leaned against the bed with an intriguing expression: "Don't worry, everyone has served you for so many years."

Li Qing stretched out his hands to make a gesture of four, his expression more chaste and chaste: "As I said, after you get married, my account book is yours, the person is yours, and everything is yours, so it's all yours." Yes, whether they go or stay is entirely up to you..."

Then he pulled out a purple flower from behind like a conjurer, which was exactly the brocade cluster that Feng Chan was thinking about, and held it in front of him like offering treasures: "Let's not be angry anymore, okay?"

Lu Yang took the flower, turned around in front of his eyes, and squinted at him: "Are they as beautiful as Ping Shui?"

Li Qing's expression was determined as if he was about to blow up a bunker: "Ah Yang, no one looks better than you in the world."

At noon the next day, Lu Yang supported his old waist and went to the small kitchen of the Acacia Sect to stew medicine for Feng Chan.

As soon as he sat down on the small bench and touched a painful spot, he let out a 'hiss', so that he could not fall over, and it took him a long time to get used to it before he managed to sit still.

Feng Chan would tease him most at such moments: "Xiao Mumu, didn't the man from Hongxiu Valley tell you two to be restrained?"

Lu Yang ignored him and fanned the fire.

"I remember that the Acacia Sect has a corresponding ointment that can be applied, or are you too shy to let him give you the medicine? Xiaomu, sometimes you have to take it softly for the sake of your body... ..Anyway, you have already given yourself away, so what are you afraid of when you take the medicine?"

Lu Yang clenched the handle of the fan, without saying a word.

He murmured in his heart, this person is an elder and should not be scolded.

The elder didn't look like an elder: "You remembered to take me off last night. That day, when you were still in Wuliguo, I saw everything you two said and did, tsk tsk tsk, Little Wood, you seem to be such a serious person, why did you get on the bed..."

Lu Yang quickly pulled off the wrench and threw it into the small casserole where the medicine was boiled, and it became much cleaner in an instant.

The Suzerain of Hehuan Sect, Li Qing's mother, suddenly walked in from outside the house.

Since she entered the room, she kept looking at Lu Yang up and down. She seemed to like her daughter-in-law's appearance very much. She squeezed his strong shoulders with both hands and asked, "How old is Xiao Lu this year?"

Lu Yang looked at these Li Qing-like eyes, and thought that those who didn't know it were Li Qing's sister: "Auntie, I'm twenty this year, and I'm going to be 21 soon."

Auntie clapped her hands, her smile was exactly the same as when Li Qing was flattering people: "Don't call me so born, our Acacia Sect doesn't have so many rules, you can call me mother freely."

Lu Yang had no choice but to say weakly: "...Mother."

Auntie was very happy. She took Lu Yang's rough hand and squeezed it. The two girls had the same hobbies. After pinching the hand, she pinched the arm again. Her slender hand rubbed the scar on his arm, and said with some regret: "You child , those who are exposed to the wind and sun outside, wait until we become close friends..."

Lu Yang thought she would say: When we get married, we should avoid gossip and gossip in public, and spend more time at home with our husband and son balabala. Unexpectedly, the aunt is surprisingly open-minded: "When we get married, let Qing'er take good care of you."

A warm current surged into Lu Yang's heart. He couldn't help thinking back to the days when Li Qing was with him, and indeed he suffered fewer injuries. Except for many occasions, this person was always irritating and blushing because of his thoughtlessness, and he would take care of him. People can warm the bed again, which can be called a must for home travel.

The aunt smiled: "Hey. Calculated from this, you are three years older than Qing'er. It doesn't matter. The female junior holds a gold brick. Although you are not a woman, the reason is the same, hehe."

Lu Yang could only smile stiffly: "Auntie is right."

Hearing this, the aunt patted his chest lightly, and said coquettishly: "It's called birth again, isn't it. You're almost 21, right? Birthdays should be taken seriously. Why don't you celebrate them in our Acacia Sect? I'll do it for you." Let’s be more grand, okay? What color clothes do you like, I’ll have someone make them for you right away, our Hehuan Sect has the best tailor in the world.”

This aunt seems to be only 25 years old in words, and her appearance is also small, as if she is really only 25 years old, and she is very young and energetic.Before Lu Yang refused, and he didn't even ask about the date, he hurriedly planned to organize a birthday party for her daughter-in-law.

Lu Yang sat down again, and got in the way of an important place again, so painful that he almost jumped up.

He fished out the wrench with chopsticks, wiped it twice on the skirt of his clothes, and put it back on.

Mr. Feng groaned twice and yelled: "You are willing to throw me in the casserole to boil! Little Wood, you are so cruel! I am angry and ignore you!"

Lu Yang was silent for a while based on the principle of doing nothing if the enemy does not move.

Sure enough, Lao Feng didn't persist for a long time, he was restless, and after a while he found a way for himself to go down: "Seeing that you are so sincere in admitting your mistakes, the old man forgives you."

Lu Yang sneered.

Seeing that he rarely stayed by himself, Lao Feng asked a little embarrassedly: "Can you tell me about your master?"

"Why do you ask my master?" Lu Yang was a little puzzled: "That cruel old guy, what is there to ask?"

Lao Feng didn't know what he thought of, but he actually said good things for others: "Your master is also afraid that you won't be able to become a talent, so he is more cruel to you...Look, how successful a hero you are now, and how can you be a hero?" Having so many dubious good friends, and finding the right one, even though it is not very serious, it is also an excellent marriage, you don't know how much I envy you, old man."

"...What do you envy me for?"

"I'm envious that you have a good friend who can give you your back, and I envy you that you have a wishful man who is like-minded. I have lived for more than 30 years, but I have not obtained any of these two items. The person I like is a piece of wood. My good friend stabbed me in the back and hurt me so badly."

Lu Yang remembered that this person once said that he was number two in the world. Could it be that the dignified number two in the world can only be mixed with such virtues?It seems that all kinds of people in the world are beautiful on the surface, but only they know the pain.He thought for a while and asked, "Old Feng, how old were you when you became the second in the world? I remember you still have an apprentice, how old is your apprentice?"

Feng Chan suddenly smiled and said, "Old man, I have been gifted since I was a child. At the age of 15, I went down to the mountains and went to the rivers and lakes. In three years, I fought against all invincible opponents in the world. When I dominated the martial arts, I only lost one time. I lost to the world's No. One. Calculated, I am number two in the world, and I am only three years younger than you are now."

Lu Yang wondered in his heart whether he should throw this annoying finger back into the casserole.

"As for my apprentice..." He suddenly remembered some past, Feng Chan's voice gradually softened: "I, I picked him up when I was defeated. Not the best, just grabbing my trousers and shouting 'liger'."

Feng Chan laughed twice, and continued: "But I picked him up and thought he was cute, so how could I be willing to leave him alone? From then on, I will depend on him for life, and he can cook for me when he is six years old. It’s delicious, but it’s also a kind of filial piety. The sword practice is not very good. It’s far worse than I was back then, but I’ve never disliked him. I always think he’s the best...my little apprentice , when I died, he was only 17 years old, and the days to come were so hard, he...how could he afford it alone..."

While talking, Feng Chan actually cried.

Lu Yang didn't know how to comfort him, and only waited for Feng Chan to cry enough before he said something auspicious: "What's inside, auspicious people have their own auspiciousness, in case your little apprentice retires to the world to marry a wife and have children. You have made a fortune in business, and built a magnificent tomb for you. You are such a good master, and you are so kind to him. He must always remember you in his heart. After you are alive, go find him and meet him. , It’s okay? Don’t cry.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Feng Chan started to cry again, the man did not flick his tears easily, and he didn't know how much grievance he had held back in his heart to make him cry like this.

Lu Yang couldn't stop him, so he had to let him cry first, and when he fanned himself, he slapped himself in his heart, if he knew it earlier, he wouldn't have persuaded him.

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The author has something to say:

Little wood is really which pot is not open and which pot to lift...

感谢在2021-08-0522:26:00~2021-08-0620:24:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Heck!! 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!