Chapter Seventy-Seven: Undercurrent 5
"Master, you're going to the hunting tournament tomorrow, aren't you? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" In the narrow room, Wang San looked at Tie Fan Dao who was sitting on the bed wiping the blade.
"Yes." Tie Fan snorted in a nasal voice, did not raise his head, and continued his movements.
"Yes, can you not go?" Wang San said with a hesitant expression, and his words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, stiff and dry.
"I can't." Tie Fan replied very simply.
"Then I'll wait for you here, master, you have to remember to come back early." Wang San said in a low voice.
"Huh?" This time, Tie Fan finally raised his head and glanced at Wang San who was standing with his head bowed in front of him, the other party's face had the look of worry he often saw, but this time the object of worry was about him.
How long had it been since he had seen this kind of caring expression on a person's face, ten or twenty years, Tie Fan's thoughts flew far away at once.
"Xiao Fan, don't play too late with Xiaoshu and Ah Niu, go home early, you know?" In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman in coarse cloth said with a straight face to the young man in front of her.
"Got it, mother, you've said this a few times." The young man pouted dissatisfiedly.
"You, can't you learn more from Tieyun's kid, you have to be as sensible as him, my mother is still lazy to care about you." Middle-aged woman humane.
"He, how can I compare with him, he is a genius, he was promoted to the Skin Quenching Realm at the age of ten, the Bone Forging Realm at the age of eleven, and the Birth Yuan Realm at the age of twelve, I don't know if he is going to be promoted again this year." The boy lowered his head and muttered, his little face wrinkled.
"You also know that people have advanced to the Skin-Quenching Realm at the age of ten, but you, you are thirteen years old, and you are still forging the triple body. So if you have time, you have to go to the martial arts field to hit the stakes, instead of running away every time you finish the morning exercise, come back at noon to play, and go crazy in the afternoon, when will you be able to advance to the ranks? The middle-aged woman instructed earnestly.
"Okay, mother, I'm almost annoyed by you. Okay, I'm out. The boy said impatiently, stamped his foot vigorously, and then ran away with a puff of smoke.
"Remember to come back early in the evening." Looking at her son's back, the middle-aged woman shouted loudly, and the words drifted into the ears of the playful boy with the wind.
Looking at Tie Fan's daze, Wang San didn't know what the master was thinking, and he didn't dare to disturb, so he could only stand quietly.
"San'er, master, I'm going up the mountain to do something, and I'll come back and take you away when I'm done." After a long time, Tie Fan retracted his thoughts and spoke.
"Does it have anything to do with the teenager?" Wang San asked.
Wang San didn't know what the master had to do with the young man, and he didn't know what the master was going to do, he didn't really care about these things, he was only worried that the master would not come back.
What is the hunting conference in Jiulian Mountain, although he has not participated in it, but he is a native and knows a lot under the influence of his ears and eyes, at least more than his master knows.
It was because of this understanding that he knew how dangerous the hunting meeting was, and he wanted to persuade his master not to go, even though he had just been rejected, he still did not give up such an idea.
But as he watched his master wipe his weapon intently, he knew that he had made up his mind, and that it was as determined as his determination to get rid of his old life, which could not be shaken even by the storm.
"Huh?" Hearing this, Tie Fan's eyes burst out, and his eyes stared at Wang San.
At this time, Wang San didn't know what he said wrong and offended his master, under Tie Fan's cold gaze, he felt that his hands and feet were no longer obedient, and he couldn't move if he wanted to. It was as if there was a knife digging up and down all over his body, and he was obviously afraid of death, but he couldn't scream, so he could only keep burying his head, as if he hoped to shrink his head into his neck.
I don't know how long it took, Wang San felt that his whole body was paralyzed, and then he heard the master say, "Well, it's related to him." ”
Hearing the master's words, Wang San was silent, he knew that it was useless to say anything more, and from the master's attitude, he had already seen that if he continued to talk, he might even break down the fragile master-apprentice relationship that had just been established.
Silently returned to the bed, the bright candle flame reflected on his dim face, and the light was so dazzling.
When Tie Xuan was methodically tidying up the salute for tomorrow's trip up the mountain in the room, "Dong Dong Dong", suddenly a short knock on the door sounded.
"Shuxiang, why are you here?" Opening the door, Tie Xuan was surprised to find that the person who came was actually the scholarly fragrance he expected, and his face couldn't help but show surprise.
"Childe is going to go to the mountains tomorrow to hunt, and the slave wants to come over and see if there is anything she can do to help." Shuxiang lowered her head and said.
"Oh, you don't have to." Seeing the fragrance of books coming to the door and dedicating himself wholeheartedly, Tie Xuan was a little moved in his heart, and he only felt that a warm current flowed out of his heart, and his limbs were all hot.
"The son has a great favor with the slave and the maid, and the slave and the maid should come over." Shuxiang still bowed her head, but her tone was very firm.
Scholar's words made Tie Xuan a little speechless, and Scholar's posture was very low, but he didn't know what to say for a while, he wasn't a person who trembled long words.
After a moment of silence, the two of them were outside the door and inside the door, one bowed his head, and the other lowered his head, and an incomprehensible feeling seemed to be quietly breeding between the two.
"That's right, that's it, let's talk about it first." After swallowing and foaming at the mouth, he moistened his somewhat dry throat, and Tie Xuan immediately turned sideways to make way for a passage to welcome the guests inside.
The candle flame with the thickness of the child's arm on the table was radiating brightly, and the illuminated room was extremely bright, and the figure of the scholarly figure revealed a long figure on the wall under the reflection of the candle flame.
"You stay at the inn for a few days, and when I come back, we can leave for Qianshan Town immediately, and then you can go directly to Moon River City through the post station there." Tie Xuan Road.
"Childe bothered." Hearing this, Shuxiang was shocked in his heart, and then his expression was a little gloomy.
"Why, aren't you happy to be able to go home?" Looking at the scholarly fragrance who was not very interested, Tie Xuan was puzzled.
"Happy, how can you not be happy." Shuxiang smiled reluctantly, she couldn't tell why she was lost, it was obviously a happy thing.
Thinking about all the suffering she had endured over the past few days, wasn't this the day she had been waiting for, and why did she feel unhappy when it came?
It's because of the boy in front of her who is always silent, Shuxiang doesn't know, her heart has become a mess.
"Yes, reunions are always exciting." Tie Xuan smiled, but the next moment his face suddenly darkened, and he thought of his grandmother again.
Shuxiang can go home to reunite with his relatives, so what about him, does he still have a home, and can he still have relatives to reunite?
Grandmother went, taking away all his happiness and all his hopes for a better future. He found that the courage he had used to taunt in the face of Iron Fire's ridicule had suddenly disappeared at this moment, clean and complete.
He can't face the days without his grandmother, so he can only think about it every day and find something to do for himself, but he still remembers.
He really didn't understand, didn't he live like this before, why didn't he feel like this back then.
Perhaps, deep down in his heart, he knew that there was someone who would be there waiting for him, rain or shine, and only in this way could his efforts seem to have meaning and value, instead of being so dazed as he is now.
At this moment of silence, Tie Xuan suddenly felt as if he was wrapped in something, and his eyes were very sour.
Looking at Tie Xuan, who was silent with his head lowered, Shuxiang saw sadness from his gaze, she didn't understand where this sadness came from, was it for her departure?
If so, then what did he mean by what he said, or did he say that he still had a girl in his heart, and he felt sad because he remembered her.
Shuxiang was so cranky, and unconsciously walked to the window step by step, and in the room that was too quiet, only the sound of 'stepping' was left.
"Hey, it's beautiful." Suddenly, the scholar in front of the window stretched out his hand and said with a pretty face.
At this moment, she thought of her sister, and the two of them often liked to look up at the night sky together on a rickety swing in the courtyard full of the fragrance of flowers.
My sister always taught her to recognize the stars, telling the stories of the stars one by one, and she always went in and out of her left ear for her sister's words, and liked to sleep secretly.
"Huh?"
Raising his head, he followed the scholarly gaze and saw that in the night sky, the moon was like a silver plate, and the stars grew into a river, forming a beautiful picture.
Looking at this familiar scene, Tie Xuan couldn't help but remember the time when he looked up at the stars in his courtyard, when his grandmother always liked to tell stories that seemed to never end to lull him to sleep.
As a child, he would fall asleep under his grandmother's story, and then be carried to bed by his grandmother in his sleep. But in recent years, he always seemed to be unable to sleep, but he would still pretend to be asleep, and then sneak into the house as his grandmother came over and carried him into the house.
The night sky is still the same, it's just a person, can he go back to that time?
Looking at the eternal night sky, Tie Xuan's mind was full of thoughts, and he was stunned for a while.
Under the moonlight, the two stood on one side of the window, leaning on the edge of the window, a man and a woman, both looking up at the night sky blankly.
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