Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Nie Hongyu stepped into the main hall, his third brother was sitting by the tea table, put down the book in his hand, but just glanced at him, he understood that his third brother should be in a bad mood at this time.

"I was in a hurry just now, and no one informed me, third brother, don't be angry," Nie Hongyu scanned the hall, "Isn't someone here with you?"

"I heard people say that he comes to you to practice calligraphy every day, and this time should come."

The coffee table in the main hall was covered with blankets, and it was not obvious from the outside.Ye Wanqing hid under the coffee table, and took off his mask when he came over. If he ran into him now, Nie Hongyu would definitely recognize him.

The place under the coffee table is very narrow, Ye Wanqing is almost close to Xiao Junlan, and the fingertips on the man's side can touch him.

When he was close, he could clearly smell the orchid fragrance dyed on Xiao Junlan's body, the valley was secluded, and the lark woven with silver thread on the man's robe was shining brightly.

"People were here with me," Xiao Junlan paused, and he mentioned it in his heart, fearing that this unpredictable man would repent halfway, he looked at Xiaojunlan with eager eyes.

Don't get caught.

"Just left." Xiao Junlan said.

Ye Wanqing felt relieved a little, and not long after she felt relieved, Nie Hongyu sat down opposite the coffee table when she heard the movement in her ears.

"Third brother, do you know where he went? You must have heard about what happened yesterday. That kitten is really daring."

Nie Hongyu's eyes were gloomy, and he quickly covered it up again, "I think he has a nice face, if he likes to stand out, let him do it... I just want to change to a new toy."

Ye Wanqing, the new toy, was very angry when she heard the bastard's words, and she wished she could go out and beat up the boy outside to relieve her anger.

Compared to Nie Hongyu, Xiao Junlan was much calmer, "I heard about this, did you get injured yesterday?"

"The injury is not serious." The main reason is that he must vent his anger. Nie Hongyu's gaze fell on the scroll in Xiao Junlan's hand. He felt a headache even after reading those obscure classics.

"Third brother hasn't been on a mission recently, and is still looking for a cure...?"

Xiao Junlan didn't answer the latter question, but only answered the first one, "Recently, the ghost world is quiet, and I have other tasks."

"The calm is also thanks to the third brother. The third brother destroyed several of their altars, and those little devils can't do anything wrong."

Nie Hongyu couldn't find anyone, and he wasn't thinking about it right now, so he got up and planned to leave.

"Third brother, if you have any news about that little thief, you must let me know. I will be very grateful when the time comes."

Before leaving, he glanced vaguely at the coffee table.

Ye Wanqing was forced to listen to the conversation between the two, and when she heard the words "altar" and "little ghost", she couldn't help but recall the ghost cave in the Yin Forest and that man.

He made sure that the person had left before he got out and sat in the place where he usually practiced calligraphy. He was anxious just now and didn't even accept the copybooks.If Nie Hongyu is not stupid, he must know that Xiao Junlan helped him.

In such a fast month, he and Xiao Junlan have been tepid, and they haven't had much interaction under the same roof. Now that they help him, he naturally wants to thank him.

"Thank you, Eleventh Brother," Ye Wanqing noticed the man's gaze on the bruise on the corner of his lips, and he said the matter slowly according to his own understanding.

"I went to Wangyue Peak to find friends yesterday, and I saw Shizi Nie was bullying others, so I couldn't hold it back... so I made a move."

Ye Wanqing has already considered the pros and cons. He has offended Nie Hongyu now. What Nie Hongyu said just now is very clear, and he will not let him go easily.

The only person who can help him settle is the person in front of him.

Xiao Junlan nodded, her expression was the same as before, and her voice was gentle, "It's a right thing to do."

These words sounded inexplicably carrying some other meaning, and the corners of Ye Wanqing's lips tightened. He got along with Xiao Junlan these days, and he also observed some of Xiao Junlan's personality and hobbies.

For example, his emotions are never leaked, this person seems to be wearing a perfect mask all the time, at this time, many disciples come to his door looking for someone, Xiao Junlan will help if he is busy, and decline others.

Anyway, in the end no matter which one it is, this person will get a good reputation. He has never seen anyone slander Xiaojunlan.

This person likes cleanliness, and he has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Last time, his ink-stained wrist accidentally touched the carpet, and the blanket was thrown away that day.

It was still thrown in front of him, Xiao Junlan's intention was very obvious, to remind him not to drip ink on the carpet when writing in the future.

He also likes to eat sweets, he observes very carefully, even though Xiao Junlan sandwiches every dish very evenly when eating, he can still get a glimpse of it.

Ye Wanqing pushed a plate of lotus seed cake on the tea table over, it was covered with rock sugar, he felt like his teeth were about to fall out when he looked at it.

"Senior Brother Eleven said that I shouldn't have done it back then, but now that I've caused trouble, I need to ask Brother for help." Ye Wanqing climbed up the pole, talking nonsense with her eyes open.

His appearance has always been deceptive, when the corners of his eyes droop, it will give people the illusion of being cute and pitiful, and the cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes has become an embellishment, he used this trick many times to deceive his master before.

It's just that now that the partner has changed his mind, the city government is very deep, and I don't know if the other party will pay attention to him.

After the words were finished, Xiao Junlan's gaze stayed at the end of his eyes for a moment, as if it was an illusion, the man quietly did not speak, waiting for his next words.

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes, "I don't know if Brother Eleven is willing to help me."

The side of his wrist was still stained with ink, he heard Xiao Junlan's cold voice, the man turned a page of the book.

"There are a lot of disciples who come to me every day, and they all have things to exchange... What can Nineteen give me?"

Ye Wanqing recalled that those disciples actually didn't take anything, Xiao Junlan was completely in the mood, he thought so, why did he have to exchange things with him.

He thought to himself that Xiaojunlan didn't like him very much, all he had was a broken sword, silver taels and so on... Even if Xiaojunlan asked for money, he was a poor man, so he couldn't give much money.

Ye Wanqing didn't dare to make the promise that he could give the other party whatever they wanted, that was burying disaster for himself, his eyes wandered.

"I still have 20 taels of silver in my yard, which is all my belongings... I can help the senior brother clean the side hall. If the senior brother has a mission, I can also be with the senior brother next time."

As she said that, Ye Wanqing's eyelids twitched. He really didn't have any sincerity, but if he was asked to do anything, he couldn't say it. He would not do some things that violated the bottom line.

Ye Wanqing was thinking about finding another way, when he heard a sound, Xiao Junlan put down the book.

After some thought, Xiao Junlan finally agreed, and Ye Wanqing successfully signed the unequal treaty.

Xiao Junlan not only asked him for 20 taels of silver, but also asked him to come and clean the side hall every two days. In addition, he would also accompany him on the next mission.

Ye Wanqing felt that she had been tricked, as if it was another illusion, and went back to her yard to take out the 20 taels of silver. He was a little reluctant and bargained with Xiao Junlan.

"Senior Brother Eleven, my friend's injury is still not healed, can you..." Ye Wanqing pursed her lips slightly, "Can you pay me ten taels first, and I will pay you back when I earn silver next month."

Xiaojunlan agreed, and now he owes Xiaojunlan money.

They have not entered the Immortal Sect now, and the tasks they receive are calculated according to silver. Unless they have a good cultivation level and can enter the moon-watching peak, they can receive the task of receiving Lingshi.

Lingshi is worth much more than silver.

Xiao Junlan kept his promise, and there was no news of Nie Hongyu looking for someone on the second day. He heard that Nie Hongyu was away from Jiannan Villa the day before because of something, and he probably won't be back until some time later.

He was really relieved, and took the money to buy wound medicine. He would probably be hungry these days. He bought a lot of steamed buns. Now their bigu practice is still shallow, and they can't completely stop eating five grains.

Especially after practicing the sword, she would be very hungry. Ye Wanqing went to Meng Yi's residence with her steamed bun and wound medicine.

Meng Yi asked the elder for two days' leave. When he went, Meng Yi was playing games with his disciples in the same courtyard, and he seemed in good spirits.

"Xiaoye?" Meng Yi saw him just as he had finished playing chess, and after talking to the disciple on the opposite side, he dragged him into the courtyard.

"Are you okay?" Meng Yi looked him up and down to make sure he was okay, then looked at the wound medicine and the bun in his arms.

"I'm fine, Shizi Nie has left Jiannan Villa, and he probably won't be back in a short time," Ye Wanqing gave Meng Yi the wound medicine, "You can practice at ease during this period, don't worry, he should also take care of this matter when he comes back. forget."

Meng Yi: "I'm causing you trouble, Xiaoye..."

Seeing that Meng Yi hesitated to speak, Ye Wanqing showed him the steamed bun in her arms, "Indeed, I'll eat this for the next half a month, and when you earn money, we'll go to the restaurant together."

Hearing this, Meng Yi relaxed a little, with a smile on his face, "They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"No, you see, I'm not all right. If I have something, I will definitely tell you."

Ye Wanqing chatted with Meng Yi for a while, and told Meng Yi to recover well before going to Linghe Peak.

He finished eating the steamed buns on the way, and after eating steamed buns for half a month, he practiced sword as usual every day. He has good aptitude, and he also likes to practice swords.

It was just that he felt a little dizzy when he went back. He touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever, maybe he was hungry. He ate two more steamed buns, drank a cup of tea by himself, and went to Linghe Peak.

Xiao Junlan was not around that day, so he didn't know where he had gone.There were comments on the paper the day before, and Xiao Junlan's handwriting was very beautiful, as if it had just come out of a copybook.

Ye Wanqing flipped through the papers she had finished writing, and there were comments on each sheet, even which words were poorly written, which part was impatient, and which typos were all marked by Xiao Junlan.

He wrote for a while according to the requirements marked by Xiao Junlan. At first, his mind was still clear, but the back of his head became more and more dizzy. The candlelight was on, but he had double images when he read the words.

Ye Wanqing struggled to hold the pen with his fingertips, he blinked, the servant beside him seemed to be calling him, his reaction was a little slow, he turned around as he expected, but he didn't do it, he lay down on the desk and passed out.

"Little son??"

The servant called Huai Jin, and Huai Jin boldly stepped forward to touch Ye Wanqing's forehead, and withdrew his hand from the heat, his face was already burning red.

He was about to ask his companions to inform his master, when a low voice "Third Young Master" came from outside, and he had already returned.

The person lay unconscious on the table, still holding a pen in his hand, and there were faint ink marks on the side of his cheek.

Xiao Junlan glanced at her soiled coffee table and carpet, and ordered someone to call for a doctor, who cleaned the coffee table and carpet together.

He hugged the man on the soft bed in the side hall, Ye Wanqing was tall but very light, and had lost some weight in the past few days, when he put the man on the soft bed, Xiao Junlan withdrew his hand.

Ye Wanqing's hands were covered with ink and dirty.

Some people are not honest when they are asleep, such as Ye Wanqing. Ye Wanqing was imprisoned when he was a child. If his master hadn't taken him away, he might have been imprisoned as a slave for the rest of his life.

When a slave got sick and had no food or water, he was afraid of being alone, and would reveal a little fragility on rare occasions, his face turned pale, and his dreams were all nightmares of his youth.

Xiao Junlan's sleeves were grabbed by the person on the bed, the young man's thin white fingertips were clutching the corners of his clothes, and the white sleeves were instantly stained with gray fingerprints.

He pulled his hand away, and this time the young man directly grabbed him, his soft fingertips touched his palm, the man on the soft side practiced sword every day, with a lot of strength, but at this time he was extremely stubborn.

Xiao Junlan's fingertips moved slightly, but he didn't struggle anymore. The young man held his hand, and after a while, he felt a soft and warm touch.

The other side rubbed his cheek lightly.