Sword three one evening flower blooms

When she returned to the wooden house, Mo Danqing had just finished writing. At the moment, he was cleaning his hands with a handkerchief, frowning and looking at the ink painting carefully.Hua Banque walked over lightly, and saw a red plum painted on plain rice paper. It fell to the ground.

Seeing her looking at the painting all the time, he asked casually, "Have you ever read a book?"

Hua Banque held his breath and replied, "I have read it."

His eyebrows were still furrowed, as if he had encountered a very headache, and he said to himself: "I don't know which two poems to mention, which can suit the situation."

Hua Banque stared blankly at the fallen petals, and murmured: "A gentleman writes, detailing thousands of flowers."

He looked at her in surprise, picked up the pen casually, dipped it in the ink, and then lifted it up like running water.The red plums are like fire, the drizzle is continuous, and a faint fragrance of ink comes oncoming.She stared at his signature in a daze, the handsome handwriting echoed her name, like the spring light in March, covering her body, she couldn't help shouting: "Master."

He took out a small and exquisite seal from his bosom, tapped the ink red plum, and printed it, saying: "It is the poem you mentioned, and you have a share. When the ink is dry, put it away." He put the seal in his arms, and his frowning brows gradually relaxed.

Hua Banque looked at the three characters, the ink color was as light as brilliance, and the low red stamp printed on it seemed to be brighter than the enchanting red plum.There was a strange joy in my heart, a strong love for this painting, and I couldn't help begging: "Master, can... no... can you give it to me?"

He looked back at her, rubbed his temples as if tired, and said casually, "Take it if you like."

Hua Banque couldn't help laughing, leaned happily beside the stone table, and dried the ink carefully. This was the first gift from her master, so she must keep it carefully.

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Mo Danqing seldom uses medicine on weekdays, and always likes to stay alone in the room, writing and drawing.Knowing that Hua Banque had read the books, she brought thick medical books into her arms, and said: "Recite by heart, I will check it in three days." Then he hid in the room and did not come out again.

Hua Banque silently sat on the stone pier with her book in her arms, flipped through it casually, and suddenly felt dizzy.I gritted my teeth and started to recite, from morning to noon, should I add Baizhi to the dish or goji berry to the soup.My head was dizzy, and I was so hungry that I almost gnawed on a book.There was no reaction in the room.

Isn't master hungry, Hua Banque thought while drinking water.I endured it, but still didn't dare to disturb her, so I continued to starve, looking at the herbs in the medical books, imagining that this was a delicious Chinese cabbage.

"Little sister, I'm reading a book!" A soft voice behind me said with a smile.

Hua Banque looked back and saw that Zijing was holding a bamboo basket in her hand, looking at her with a smile on her face, her eyes lit up when she saw what she was wearing, and she exclaimed: "Oh, it's so pretty, I'm still worried that this dress won't fit. "

Hua Banque rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment, and shouted shyly, "Hi, Uncle Bauhinia."

"Hehehe..." She laughed again and again, walked over, opened the bamboo basket in her hand, and said angrily: "Come here, you are hungry, come and eat something."

She took out the meals in the bamboo basket one by one, a plate of green peppers and beans, a bowl of seaweed soup, and two bowls of rice. It was simple, but it whetted the appetite.

Zijing handed her a pair of chopsticks and said softly, "I came in a hurry, don't mind."

Hua Banque took the chopsticks, thanked him, thought for a while, and said, "I'll call the master."

Bauhinia was taken aback for a moment, then smiled even more cheerfully, and her voice was as gentle as water: "Good boy."

Hua Banque Pidianpidian ran to knock on the door and shouted: "Master, master, Master Zijing is here to bring food."

After a while, the closed door opened, Zi Mo leaned lightly on the door frame, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said, "Oh? What can I eat today?"

Hearing this, Zijing stepped forward with a smile, pulled his arm and dragged him to the stone table, pushed him to sit down, and said playfully: "Okay, it's my fault, today Mr. Su is in a good mood, so I called him I played a few more songs. Good brother, don’t be angry, look at how well-behaved your apprentice is, he thinks of you in everything. Brother, I have something to do, let’s go first.” After talking to Hua Ban Que smiled, hugged the bamboo basket, and left happily.

Mo Danqing took the chopsticks offered by Hua Banque with his slender fingers, looked at her, and asked, "How is the back of the book?"

Checking out so soon?Hua Banque couldn't help answering hesitantly: "Well... a little..."

"Angelica dahurica is used as medicine, what can be cured?"

Hua Banque was stunned, and hurriedly searched for the records in the medical books in his mind, but the more anxious he was, his thoughts became tangled up like a ball of thread, and he couldn't make sense of it, so he stammered and replied: "But... cure body cold... cure spleen lung……"

He picks and chews food slowly, every movement is very slow, very slow, as if he is enjoying extremely delicious food, which makes her even more unable to think out.Touching his growling stomach, he said pitifully, "Master, didn't you say yes, it will be in three days!"

"Really?" He put down his chopsticks, took out a brocade handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his mouth, and said calmly, "I forgot."

That's right... of course.Hua Banque pursed her lips, not daring to criticize.Respectfully sent him back to his room, and then quickly ate up his leftovers.

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The noon sun is very comfortable for people, Hua Banque is holding a book, squinting and lying in the sea of ​​flowers drowsy, and vaguely feels a vague figure approaching.Suddenly there was a pain in the arm, as if something sharp had pierced it.

Hua Banque cried out in pain, and got up from the ground with a gulu, but saw the bulging little Huajian holding an extremely long needle in his hand, and lying on his stomach looking at her with a smile.

Hua Banque rolled up his sleeves, saw a tiny hole in his arm, and tiny bloodshots appeared, he couldn't help but angrily said, "Why are you sticking me with a needle?"

Hua Jian smiled and stood up and approached her, humming: "Don't you want to learn medicine? Don't you even know the most famous Taisu Nine Needles in Wanhua Valley?"

"Taisu nine needles?"

"Yes, yes, Taisu's nine needles are very powerful. Didn't you always want to study medicine? Come on, let me give you a few needles, and you will be fine after a few needles."

Hua Banque watched the long needle in his hand reflect the glare of cold light in the sun, shuddered suddenly, stepped back hastily and shouted: "I don't want it, I want to prick yourself, stay away from me."

"Well, I just learned acupuncture, senior sister, let me try it." Just after finishing speaking, she seemed to realize that she had slipped her mouth, covered her mouth in a hurry, and looked at her guiltyly with dripping eyes.

"Acupuncture!!!" Hua Banque laughed angrily, grabbed the needle in his hand, threw him to the ground, pressed his tiny hands and feet with one hand, and said with a sneer, "Taisu nine needles, right? It’s better to let the senior sister teach you well.”

After finishing speaking, under his screaming voice, it pierced the top of his head, and the cold needle point passed through his bulging hair, sticking tightly to his scalp.As soon as the needle tip was picked, the purple hair band was untied, and the black and smooth hair scattered all over the floor, covering his little face that was pale with fright.

"How does it feel?" Seeing him trembling with fright, it's nothing compared to the pain in her arm.Hua Banque couldn't help asking proudly.

He stared at her in a daze, his dark eyes seemed to be flooded with floods, he gradually came back to his senses, and cried out with a wow: "Wow...Senior Sister is a bad person...Woooo never play with Senior Sister again... ...Wow woo woo..."

Hua Banque's forehead couldn't help but twitched, he covered his mouth, and said harshly, "Shut up."

"Woooo..." He struggled dissatisfied in her hand, intermittent sobs came from between his fingers, "bad... people... woo...

It's such a headache, I don't know how that man raises his apprentice so squeamishly, and he can't bear any grievances.Hua Banque didn't bother to argue with him anymore, so he threw the needle into the river far away, picked up the book on the ground, and thought to himself, it would be better to find a place where he couldn't find it next time.

Who knew that just as Hua Banque turned around, the person behind him rushed towards her with disheveled hair like a bird leaving its cage, and grabbed her arm hard.

Hua Banque was in extreme pain, couldn't help patting his body, and hurriedly shouted: "Quickly let go."

Hearing this, he bit his mouth even more fiercely, and his arm hurt like blood, so he let go reluctantly, and touched his blood-stained lips with his sleeve.He said angrily, "Who told you to throw away my needle?"

Hua Banque covered her arm with rows of small tooth marks in pain, and replied angrily: "You pricked me with the needle first, so I won't throw it away. Are you still waiting for you to prick me again?" Is it?"

"Hmph," he looked at Hua Banque with an unhappy face, stretched out his hands to straighten out his messy hair, and said angrily, "Anyway, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

"Hua Jian, did you call me here just to watch this good show?" A playful voice came from the bushes.

Hua Banque turned her head when she heard the words, but saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, dressed in white and plain robes, holding a green sword, with fair and handsome face, eyes as bright as flowers, and thin lips as red as blood, looking at her with a smile that was not a smile.

When this person came, she didn't know at all, so she couldn't help asking: "Who are you?" As soon as the words came out, the little man next to him ran over and shouted aggrievedly: "Shang Brother, why don't you come out and help me beat her? Hua Jian's beautiful hair was ruined by her, woo..."

"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows, stretched out a thin white finger, raised Hua Jian's chin frivolously, smiled, and said, "Hua Jian looks so good even with her hair on."

Why are these words so ambiguous? Seeing Huajian snuggling in the boy's arms and acting like a baby with a face of dependence.Hua Banque suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Could it be that this is the shameless Long Yang's goodness in the world?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at the young man with a hint of contempt, tsk tsk, such a good young man has such a child molestation habit.But this is someone else's business, so what does it have to do with her? After thinking about it, she picked up the book on the floor and left quietly, so as not to disturb others.

As soon as he took a step under his feet, he heard Huajian's arrogant voice, shouting: "You are not allowed to leave, and you are not allowed to leave until you get my needle back."

This child is really getting more and more troublesome, Hua Banque can't help speeding up his feet, hearing the sound of chasing footsteps behind him, he hastened to the Moyan Pavilion, wishing to get rid of the pestering ghost immediately.

"Brother Shang, hurry up...help me catch her..."