Silver Moon Halberd

For the convenience of taking care of, Xi Xiu's hair is not long, the ends of the hair are cut unevenly, and it looks very messy due to lack of grooming.

Ye Zhenge fetched the wooden comb, untied the hair belt, combed it gently and carefully, tied the combed hair back on his head, then stepped aside to look at him, seeing him staring at the pond in a daze, he stepped forward a few times Step across the water from him.

Xi Xiu's gaze then shifted to Ye Zhenge's reflection, the dark pool reflected his face blurred, but he could still make out the smiling expression.Xi Xiu suddenly wondered if this face could be like the indifferent side of Master... Just as he was thinking, a gust of wind suddenly disturbed the water surface, he hurriedly raised his head and grabbed Ye Zhenge, for fear that he would disappear with the reflection.

Xi Xiu's full strength can easily crush rough wood.

Unsurprisingly, Ye Zhenge frowned, and the pain caused a layer of cold sweat. He took a breath, tilted his head slightly and stretched his eyebrows.

This expression changed extremely quickly, but it couldn't escape Xi Xiu's eyes, as soon as his fingertips softened, he was about to withdraw.

"Be careful of catching cold if you sit for a long time." Ye Zhenge took advantage of the situation and pulled him up.

Xi Xiu lowered her head like a child in trouble, hesitantly lifted Ye Zhenge's right wrist, opened the corner of her sleeve, and saw five red marks on the skin.

Ye Zhenge raised his arm to his lips, and exhaled lightly at the bruise: "Just blow it."

Xi Xiu said to the point: "You lied to me."

"Hey! The young hero's martial arts and wisdom are also extraordinary. Ye Mou is really about to cry, but I hope to save some face." Covering his face with a fan, Ye Zhenge shook his head, "Tonight's meal will be my favor."

The other party seems to know the plants and trees in the valley better than himself, and the inconspicuous plants are wonderful on the tip of the tongue. The chewiness of pheasant meat and the tenderness of hare meat are all unique.Xi Xiu has long been raised to have an appetite, but apart from grilling fish, he has no "skills" to show for it.

"Don't worry if I'm by your side to guide you." Seeing the young man showing distress, Ye Zhenge closed his fan behind him, paced forward, and said, "If you are willing to learn, I will take you in as a disciple and teach you all."

"I have a master." Xi Xiu snorted.

"The peerless martial arts taught by your respected master is the foundation of your life, I... only one thing is good at it," Ye Zhenge looked back at him, "Let's go."

During the rainy season, the snakes in the fields and hills have already stinged, but the deep mountains are much colder than the outside world, and their traces are often tracked after the beginning of summer.

Going up the slope, Ye Zhenge explained the snake's habits and taught Xi Xiu how to judge its hiding place.

After a while, Xi Xiu discovered a south-facing cave entrance, which was as thick as a neck, with snake sloughs, scales and bird feathers scattered around it, and he could already smell a faint fishy smell with his keen sense of smell.

"Not busy, look for it first, but there are other openings."

According to Ye Zhenge's instructions, Xi Xiu searched carefully, and sure enough, he found three or four around.

"Where will it come from?" Xi Xiu asked.

"Why let it choose?" Ye Zhenge smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Xi Xiu is talented and intelligent, and he understood his master's lifelong martial arts before he was fifteen, what he lacks is only a few tips.After thinking for a while, he came to a conclusion, and then he blocked the holes tightly with soil clods.

Before returning to the original cave, under the signal of Ye Zhenge, Xi Xiu stuffed firewood into the cave and sent the acrid smoke into the cave.After waiting so quietly for a moment, suddenly saw the broken soil shake off, and a black shadow rushed out.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Xi Xiu threw the branch at the shadow and firmly planted it in the ground.

After the dust settled, Ye Zhenge stepped forward slowly, examined the seven-inch wound in the middle of the wound, and praised: "Good work!"

Ye Zhenge called him a young hero and praised him for his superb martial arts, which made Xi Xiu very happy. Every time at this time, he seemed to have an expression suitable for his age: a little proud, a little shy, and a faint smile made his face lively Arise, shining as if to glow.

The night was dotted with bright stars, the temperature in the valley dropped sharply, and in stark contrast to the icy air was the warm fire in the distance, and you could hear intermittent human voices when you got closer.

"The blade here needs to be buried seven points, one inch and three parts...wrong, wrong, or I will—"

With a loud sound of "dong", the tip of the knife completely sank into the chopping board, Xi Xiu gave a cold glance, and raised the knife again to chop the snake's flesh "viciously".

Ye Zhenge's neck turned cold and he silently tactfully sat down in front of the stove adding firewood. The fire was getting hotter and hotter, making him cough a little.

Xi Xiu stopped, bent down and shoveled some ashes into the stove, and when there was no more smoke, she went back to the desk and dumped the processed ingredients into the pot, and then wiped her dirty hands on the corner of her clothes to scoop them up Ye Zhenge "forcibly occupied" his position: "Go and wait outside the house."

Rubbing the sore corners of his eyes, and sitting next to Xi Xiu, Ye Zhenge breathed on the back of his hands: "I want to stay here with you."

Xi Xiu wears spring shirts all year round, and never feels cold, and the clothes she lent to Ye Zhenge are also very thin.He turned his head to look, and saw that the tip of the other person's nose was flushed, and the eyes were shining with water. Somehow he was a little angry, but he didn't know who he was angry with or what he was angry with, so he just added new firewood one by one to the stove.

About half an hour later, there were two steaming bowls on the stove, the smell of meat mixed with ginger and pungent smelled, and the cold was already driven away before it entered the stomach.

After taking a sip of the soup from the bowl, Ye Zhenge sighed in admiration: "Fengsuilou's snake soup is nothing more than that, and it's even better to ask Ye Mou to say that this soup retains the most original fragrance."

Seeing that he was very keen on cooking, Xi Xiu asked curiously, "Do you cook there?"

Ye Zhenge was taken aback and laughed out loud. He was rocking backwards and forwards, and when the laughter faded away, he realized that he lost his composure, and quickly said: "My brother-in-law said the same thing. To tell you the truth, I would rather be a cook."

After a pause, he continued: "I am from the Qianning Ye family, one of the four families. Everyone in the family knows that I am ignorant and incompetent. I know that it is difficult for me to take on a big job. In my free time, I either drink tea and make gifts, serve birds and flowers, or Taste the delicacies of the North and the South, delve into the recipes. I didn’t mean to fool you by laughing just now, it’s just that I have mixed feelings for a while.”

As Ye Zhenge said, Xi Xiu usually only understands three points. He is so innocent that he is almost like a blank sheet of paper. He can't express his emotions accurately, let alone guess others' thoughts?But in his shallow cognition, a person laughs because he is happy, but Ye Zhenge's smile always seems to have nothing to do with "happiness".

"I hope...you are happy..." Xi Xiu stared at him for a moment.

Startled, looking at him quietly, Ye Zhenge picked up a small bowl on the edge of the stove: "Eat it."

Looking at the black lump of meat at the bottom of the bowl, Xi Xiu frowned and said, "It's raw."

"Swallowing this stuff raw has the effect of improving eyesight and benefiting the liver, but it's a good thing. Don't you want me to be happy? I'll be happy after eating it." Ye Zhenge smiled softly, which was almost an encouragement.

As if being bewitched, Xi Xiu took the bowl, but didn't dare to taste it carefully and swallow it in one gulp.

Ye Zhenge habitually drew out his folding fan and slapped his palms, and approached step by step under Xi Xiu's expectant eyes, until he passed by and suddenly turned around and said: "I lied to you, this thing is not only not a good thing, but also kills people. .”

"Lie to me..." Xi Xiu kept chasing his eyes with confusion.

Ye Zhenge said with a calm expression: "Since you know what deception is, you must have been taught by the respected teacher. Unfortunately, your understanding is too poor. Anyone who deceives you is as easy as a child."

"Why... lie to me?" Xi Xiu's expression froze.

"You are not as good as a child if you ask this question," Fan Zi gently picked Xi Xiu's chin, and Ye Zhenge smiled, "Of course you have no wealth and power, but you still have a good appearance. Deceiving your life is a deception, and deceiving your body is also a deception; deceiving people There can be countless reasons or no reason. What you need to learn is to be smart, not to listen to all praise because of the slightest care of others—"

"Shut up!" With his right hand waving the paper fan, and the five fingers of his left hand clasping Ye Zhenge's neck tightly, Xi Xiu pushed him against the wall with all his strength.

Ye Zhenge didn't move, just looked at him quietly.

Xi Xiu put more force on his hands again, the unprecedented anger seemed to burn his whole body into pain, some inexplicable emotions messed up his head, the more he thought about it, the more unclear he became, his headache was splitting!

The feeling of suffocation was overwhelming, Ye Zhenge's eyes turned black, and his limbs gradually felt numb.At this moment, the restraint around his neck suddenly disappeared, and he slid along the wall and sat on the ground, coughing lightly, and said with difficulty while coughing: "Sorry..."

"Sorry?" The two words moved between her lips, Xi Xiu slowly lowered her eyes, her flawless face was covered with a layer of flawless coldness.

Ye Zhenge supported the wall and stood up, and stated in a low voice: "I have recovered from my injuries and decided to leave tomorrow."

Xi Xiu opened his mouth wordlessly.

"You saved me but didn't ask me why I was injured or how I came here. You are not afraid that I am full of evil and have countless enemies. Maybe what you got for a moment of soft-heartedness is murder?" Ye Zhenge coughed again and again as he spoke. He raised his sleeves to cover his lips, took a breath before continuing, "You have no intention of harming others, but people of all kinds can't guarantee that they won't do something to hurt you. The snake gall I let you eat is really good for eyesight and liver. But what if what I let you take is poison? You are too simple, and I am always worried..."