The moment the old beggar turned around, he also had mixed feelings, wanting to escape the decadence of the past few decades, and when he saw the familiar face that could no longer be familiar, he didn't know how to face it, especially when it was a hair like snow.

But when this voice came out, his courage to run away was immediately thrown out of the clouds, and leaving meant that everything was gone, and it could not be recovered, he knew what her temperament was, he knew her, he knew her very well.

When he saw the apprentice Long Qingyu and his daughter-in-law Xue Rubing, as well as the maid Ning'er, who came out later, his heart couldn't move at all.

"Master, it's called Huaji, but it's kept for you!" Long Qingyu didn't know how to speak in this scene, so he had to say so.

Xue Rubing touched Long Qingyu with her arm, and then hurriedly came to the Xuan Witch and said, "Master, let's go back to the house, the house said." ”

"Master, let's go too!"

Qiu Tianjue was a little embarrassed by Long Qingyu, glared at him and said, "The stinky boy has a lot of skills!"

"Master, I've said a lot of good things for you! Is there any peerless martial arts to pass on to me?" Long Qingyu approached Master and whispered in a voice that the two of them could hear.

"Stinky boy, even the master is a pit!"

A beggar Qiu Tianjue scolded Long Qingyu in a low voice, Long Qingyu pretended to scratch his head and grinned, "No, no, in fact, I have a lot of learning!"

"I know, isn't it your self-created interrogation sword technique!" The old beggar said disappreciatively.

"Then try!"

Long Qingyu stretched out his fists and walked towards the old beggar, the speed looked like a snail, but in a blink of an eye, it was almost about to hit the clothes.

What a character the old beggar is, if he is hit by his own apprentice, he will have no face to mix in the rivers and lakes, almost a fingernail away, and his body appeared on the other side of Long Qingyu in a flash.

"The old bald donkey's fast and slow invincible fist has been obtained by you, not bad. The old beggar Qiu Tianjue patted Long Qingyu on the shoulder and said.

Suddenly thinking of something, he looked at Long Qingyu and said, "The old bald donkey has accepted you as an apprentice!"

"How can he be, he wanted to take me as an apprentice, but I rejected him, I was really embarrassed. Long Qingyu said with one hand half-covering his face.

"Stinky boy, you can behave well!" the old beggar scolded with a smile, in fact, he also shouted, with his understanding of the old bald donkey, his apprentice will not take the initiative to rob him, and besides, the apprentice is not so stupid, accompanied by beauty, what kind of thing is it to become a monk.

"Master, you better hurry up and invite in the house!" Looking at the master who had been delayed for a moment, Long Qingyu couldn't help but urge.

"You say, stinky boy. ”

Qiu Tianjue didn't know how to drop it, so he felt that this kid didn't need to clean up today, and he had to pick him up in the future.

But the foot still didn't seem to move, and he took two steps, took a step back, and looked timidly at the brightly lit room.

"Master, you are so timid!"

Long Qingyu teased the master, and then strode into the house, after this adjustment, he knew that the master would not run away.

"Ahem"

The old beggar sighed, cleared his throat and pretended to cough, then looked left and right, looked up and down, dusted off his robe, straightened his chest and walked forward, but as soon as he reached the door, his body was probably wilted, and he walked in lazily.

"Master, sit here!"

Long Qingyu pointed to the seat on his left and gestured to the master.

That position happened to be between Long Qingyu and the Xuan Witch, the old beggar pulled the corners of his mouth and frowned a little, seeing that the Xuan Witch glanced at the other side and didn't look at himself, he suddenly felt a lot calmer in his heart, if it was so easy to forgive himself, it would be wrong.

The old beggar bypassed the apprentice and sat in that position, looked at Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing, and saw that the other party shrugged his shoulders and did not mean to speak. Coughed again.

"Yan'er, I've suffered all these years. ”

The old beggar thought that Yan'er had lived alone for decades, and his heart was really sad, no matter who was right and who was wrong in the past, but he hurt her, and he felt too guilty about her.

Her eyes contained tears, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks to the corners of her mouth, and an indescribable bitterness arose.

The years have passed and the love of the world has come to an end, and the origin and the fate have returned!

Too much of the world's past has long been annihilated by the red dust, the dusty fire has shown signs of burning, and the former right and wrong can only be slowly eaten away in the heart.

"Master, Master Qiu has admitted his mistakes, you can forgive him!"

Xue Rubing took his handkerchief and handed it to the master, and at the same time said a good word for the old beggar.

"Yes, senior, Master has not had a good time over the years, no one sews and repairs, and he wears tattered clothes, and he is known as the first beggar in the world!"

"Although this title is big, it's a poor word!" Long Qingyu quipped, and at the same time, this is also to alleviate the situation of the two of them seeing each other for the first time.

"Stinky boy, you bury the master like this!" the old beggar glared at Long Qingyu and scolded softly.

The Xuan Witch was much more comfortable when she heard this, and turned her body to look at the old beggar.

The house was brightly lit, like daylight, and although the old beggar was still clean, he had patches on his robe, and he was a stinky beggar begging for food.

"Hmph, I haven't taken a shower for a few days, and I smell all over my body!"

The Xuan Witch looked at him with disgust and snorted coldly, almost pinching her nose.

"Hehe, if a person is used to being lazy, it is different if someone is in charge. The old beggar said with a smile and meaning.

Giggle....... ”

The little maid Ning'er sitting on the side couldn't help laughing when she looked at the old beggar's embarrassment, and Xue Rubing couldn't help but laugh.

"Old thing, juniors don't know a little bit of shame. The Xuan Witch gave him a disgusted look again.

"Pay attention next time, be sure to pay attention next time. The old beggar was so apprehensive that all the words came back in his mind.

"It's so fragrant!

The old beggar sniffed, the aroma of wine and vegetables filled his taste buds, swallowed his saliva, rolled up his sleeves and tore a chicken leg with his hands.

"Well, Bing'er's craftsmanship is getting better and better, this is called Huaji, it's so delicious!" the old beggar couldn't wait to take a bite, and stretched out his thumb at Xue Rubing and said vaguely.

"Yan'er, you also have a chicken leg. The old beggar tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the witch.

The Xuan Witch took the chicken leg and didn't eat it immediately, but gave him a blank look and said, "Isn't it your favorite to call the flower chicken! ”

"Half of the meeting!" the old beggar looked at Yan'er's expression disappreciatively, if there was any trouble, it would be too late to change direction.

The Xuan Witch gently took a bite of the chicken thigh, chewed and ate slowly, and the pleasant color between her eyebrows showed out.

"Master, half of the meeting will be divided, and I will also want chicken legs!" Long Qingyu quipped as he looked at the old beggar after eating the chicken legs.

"Master Qiu, half of the meeting, I also want chicken legs!" Xue Rubing said with a smile on her lips.

"Hey, hey, I want chicken drumsticks too!"

The little maid Ning'er also followed suit, looking at the old beggar with big eyes, and the Xuan Witch also looked at what would happen to him.

Being looked at by four pairs of eyes, the old beggar was a little hairy, looked at the chicken in front of him, and two chicken wings, reached out and tore them off and handed them to Long Qingyu and Xue Rubing.

"Double Night, Double Fly!"

Then he tore off the cockscomb and handed it to Ning'er, who looked at the small cockscomb and pouted, "Why am I so pitiful." ”

"This meaning is different, well-dressed!"

"It's pretty much the same!" Ning Erjiao snorted, but she couldn't talk about it when she looked at the cockscomb.

(End of chapter)