Dinner was very rich, Qiu Yixin not only bought beef and wine, but also bought a roast chicken, at this time, the whole house was full of meat, and Qiu Xian, who was sitting next to Yao Yiyi, drooled unconsciously.

Yao Yiyi looked at the greedy Xian'er, unscrewed a chicken leg and handed it to him, Xiao Qiu Xian took it and opened his mouth to bite it, and his lips were full of oil.

"Don't say much politely, Qingning, I'll toast you!" Qiu Yixin said his opening remarks before the meal.

Long Qingyu responded, and raised the wine glass cleanly, smiling, as if the previous decadence was no longer there.

Halfway through the meal, Qiu Xian looked at Long Qingyu with adoring eyes and said, "Uncle, your fighting moves are so handsome, can I learn from them." ”

Long Qingyu was happy when he heard this, and he still felt handsome to learn kung fu, but the child was still young and innocent.

"What else?" asked Long Qingyu.

Qiu Xian scratched his head, thought about it, and said, "After learning, you can still protect your father." ”

"Hehe, then I'll take you as a disciple. Long Qingyu said with a smile, he had an apprentice at such a young age.

"Qiu Xian, why don't you go and see Master soon!" Yao Yiyi pushed Qiu Xian beside him.

"Meet the Master!"

Qiu Xian left the table, learned the words of the storyteller, fell to his knees on the ground, and said very solemnly.

"Give your master a full bottle of wine!"

Qiu Xian heard his mother's words, and held the wine jug very carefully, because he was afraid that his hand would fall, so he held the wine jug very hard, and then carefully poured a glass of wine for Long Qingyu.

"Master, you can't call my brother in the future. Xiao Qiu Xian whispered in Long Qingyu's ear.

The smile on the corner of Long Qingyu's mouth grew thicker, and there was an indescribable taste in his heart for Xiao Qiu Xian's innocent words.

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Qiushui Town, the mountains are steep, the forests are dense, there are often small animals coming out, and there are many hunters in this area.

At this time, it is summer, the trees are chirping non-stop, and many cicada pupae food lovers at night go outside to grope for each tree after eating.

Sometimes you accidentally pay attention to the snake and touch it, it is inevitable to be startled, but holding a torch to look for it often unexpectedly attracts the moth to the door like a fire, although it tastes worse than the cicada chrysalis, but this kind of welfare can not be thrown away.

Long Qingyu often takes Qiu Xian to touch the cicada chrysalis at night, because Long Qingyu is very good at light skills, and it is extremely easy in very high places.

Qiu Xian was responsible for releasing the cicada chrysalis, looking at the cicada chrysalis in the small basket was full, and tied the lid of the basket, the small basket that had not been full for several hours before was full in less than an hour, and he clapped his little hands excitedly.

In addition to touching cicadas, he also went hunting in the mountains, of course, in addition to these, Qiu Xian's martial arts did not fall, palm techniques, leg techniques, etc., he is young, his body is flexible, and his basic skills are very solid.

Long Qingyu also passed on his own interrogation swordsmanship and light skills to him, of course, it was only the first few styles, but before leaving, he would teach him the remaining moves of the first six styles of the interrogation swordsmanship, as for whether she could comprehend it, it would depend on her own long-term accumulation.

Pan Dahai will also come to Qiu Yixin's house every three or five days, Long Qingyu will feel that he has benefited a lot every time he points out, and sometimes he realizes that the previous practice has gone astray, after such an analysis, those questions on weekdays are solved.

In just one month, his realm has directly broken through from the fourth layer of strength to the fifth layer of strength, and his progress is not unpleasant.

And Qiu Xian also has the strength of a layer of strength because of Long Qingyu's careful teaching, and seven or eight children who are usually the same age as him are not his opponents.

However, the further progress goes, the slower the progress, unless there is a certain chance, most people are hovering in the consummation of strength and cannot enter the acquired realm.

On a hillside to the west of the town, the willows are shady and green, and a pond is embedded in the earth like a wine jug.

Long Qingyu stood on the hillside in a brocade white robe, and Qiu Xian stood at his feet, only to see him take out the turquoise jade Xiao in his hand and play it.

The soothing sound was melodious and graceful, and it was heard far away on the hillside, and even the noisy intellectuals were attracted by the sound, and all became silent.

At the end of the song, Long Qingyu's eyes stared at the west, about to see through time and space, his eyes were a little confused, and his expression was sad and lonely.

"Master, do you have something on your mind?" Qiu Xian looked up at Long Qingyu and said curiously.

"Master, are you thinking about someone?" Long Qingyu said quietly.

"Does Master like a woman?" Qiu Xian guessed with a wink.

"Well, it's your master!" Long Qingyu sighed.

"Where did the master go?"

"I don't know where your sister went, I just think she'll be far to the west. ”

No wonder the master always has time to stare at the west alone, it turns out that he misses the master, Qiu Xian said in his heart, "I don't know what the master Zhang Shenmu looks like, and the master can be fascinated like this." ”

Qiu Xian is a child after all, and he doesn't understand if he talks too much, Long Qingyu didn't reveal more about Xue Rubing to him.

A gust of wind blew, and the echoes suddenly rang in their ears, and a drizzle suddenly drifted in the sky, and the two hurried home.

I don't know if it's because of the day, Long Qingyu was lying on the earthen kang at night and couldn't sleep, and the rain outside was 'crackling' on the windowsill

On one side of the windowsill room, there is a piece of paper that Qiu Xian used to practice brushes, and a rough brush is inserted upside down in the pen holder.

Towards dawn he lit the oil lamp, took a brush in his hand and wrote on the paper:

Sauvignon Blanc

The smoke is misty, the rain is misty, the rain hits the windowsill and the road is bright, reminiscing about the city in the past.

Yesterday's wind, today's wind, the wind blows in the west, and the reading is not cold, and you can listen to your ears?

The word Long Shao was written, and Long Qingyu suddenly became tired after writing, blew out the oil lamp, and lay on the earthen kang and fell asleep.

Yao Yiyi didn't know what they saw, but surprisingly they didn't disturb him sleeping, and he slept directly until almost noon.

After lunch, Long Qingyu walked out, he heard that there was a mountain cliff named "Wangqing Cliff" in the south of Qiushui Town, and he was curious and went alone.

Looking through the cliff really deserves its name, Long Qingyu sighed in his heart after the creation ability of nature, and on a whim in his heart, he waved the sword of affection to engrave the Sauvignon Blanc from this morning on the stone wall, maybe after a hundred years, the handwriting here will still be clear.

"Boom!"

"The eighth form, acacia into the bones. ”

Long Qingyu practiced the seventh type of sad parting when Xue Rubing had just left, and today, when he missed Bing'er to the bone, he advanced again in the acquired consummation realm and entered the early stage of innate realm in one fell swoop.

However, Long Qingyu didn't have much joy in his heart, and Bing'er always had a knot in his heart that couldn't be untied.

(End of chapter)