Qin Haoran stared at Wen Jun who was kneeling on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked solemnly after a long time: "Xiao Jun, are you willing to join my 'Qin Wumen'?" ”

What, join the "Qin Wumen"? Wen Jun was stunned! For such a major matter, why didn't Qin Haoran ask for his opinion in advance? He was so secretly in his heart that he was now flustered and didn't know how to decide.

It's like one day you're walking down the street, and suddenly a beautiful woman comes out of the alley, pulls you at the hem of your clothes, and asks, "Hey, will you marry me?" "Even if you are a widower who has lost his wife and thinks about women at night, when you hear this, you can't help but bow your head and think about it in shock.

In fact, since crossing into this modern society, Wen Jun has experienced the ups and downs of life and the warmth and coldness of human affection, but he still hasn't found the sense of belonging that he had in his previous life with his sister Li Ruxue and his sister Gao Gaoyao.

What are people most afraid of when they live? It's not birth, old age, sickness and death, it's not lack of food and clothing, it's loneliness! It's the loneliness in my heart that I can't talk about anywhere!

In the "Valley of Death", the night after Duan Yanran's sudden disappearance, when he sat quietly on the deep pool and looked at the full moon from afar, he was lonely like a vine, like a tarsal bone, tightly entwining and devouring every nerve in him, making him sad and suffocated...... So much so that he was at a loss and cornered.

Humans are social animals, and the whole life is a play. In the play, you are the protagonist, and you also need a variety of supporting roles, as well as countless tricks...... Doesn't Wen Jun want to blend into other people's dramas and become a supporting role in their lives? No, absolutely not.

On the one hand, it is because I can't tell you a lot of things, such as crossing, dragon ring, and Jishan travel map; On the other hand, he still has the nostalgia and reluctance for the past in his heart, and he still refuses to open his heart, so that he refuses to promise his marriage to Murong Rou and Zhou Xiaolei.

Qin Haoran felt uneasy in his heart, looked at Wen Jun with a solemn face, and asked again, "Xiaojun, are you willing to join my 'Qin Wumen'?" ”

Wen Jun still knelt there unconsciously, his thoughts were like a wild horse on the loose, roaming and soaring in the thousands of years, thinking of the once warm home with Gao Zhentian, Li Ruxue, and Gao Gaoyao, and the short happy time with Duan Yanran in the "Death Valley...... As for what Qin Haoran said, where could he listen to it?

"Jun'er! Jun'er! Seeing that Wen Jun was stunned and didn't react, as if he was enchanted, Murong Wenyao couldn't help frowning the two eyebrows and shouted.

Wen Jun woke up in a daze, and asked with a red face, "Master, did you call me?" ”

Hearing Wen Jun say such indifferent words, Rao is Murong Wenyao's pretty face has been exposed to the wind and sun for forty or fifty years, and he can't help but be angry and annoyed, when is it, this kid is still distracted, I don't know what he is thinking.

Murong Wenyao glared at him and said angrily, "What did your Uncle Qin ask you about?" ”

Belch! Wen Jun Ju Khan, only then remembered that Qin Haoran asked if he wanted to join the "Qin Wumen".

Qin Haoran's face was solemn, and he still asked without joy or sadness: "Xiaojun, are you willing to join my 'Qin Wumen'?" ”

Wen Jun had already recognized Murong Wenyao as his master, and he was also the quasi-son-in-law of the Murong family by default, thinking that when he encountered such a big event, he should still ask for her opinion.

Wen Jun's charming peach blossom eyes looked at Murong Wenyao and said with a smile: "Master, I can't make up my mind for a while, so please make up your mind for me." ”

Murong Wenyao didn't expect Wen Jun to make up his mind for him on such a grand occasion, and the kind maternal heart in his heart suddenly flooded, like a calm lake stirring up layers of ripples, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and said: "Jun'er, your Uncle Qin said that you are a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard, so you love him so much that you made such a song, you won't blame him, right?" ”

"How so?" Wen Jun shook his head and said with a smile, "I know that Uncle Qin is for my good. ”

Murong Wenyao smiled lightly: "Then what are you waiting for?" Call the master! ”

How dare Wen Jun hesitate? Straightened his waist and said loudly to Qin Haoran and Du Yueji: "Disciple Wen Jun is not talented, and he is willing to worship under the 'Qin Wumen' as a disciple today." The master and the master are above, please accept the apprentice's three bows. With that, he put his hands on the ground, leaned forward, and pouted his buttocks, only to hear "Knock!" Boom! Boom! There were three crisp sounds, and his forehead knocked three times on the stiff ground.

Qin Haoran only smiled at this time, as if he had obtained a treasure, and said happily: "Good Jun'er, get up quickly." ”

At this time, Qin Xue'er walked in from the side door, holding three sticks of burning incense in her hand, and walked by Wen Jun's side like a gust of wind, leaving a faint wisp of sandalwood.

Qin Haoran stood up, took the three incense sticks in his daughter's hand, and turned to the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the "Qin Wumen" placed on the wall in the middle of the hall.

At this time, Du Yueji, Xiao Wenhan, Murong Wenyao and the other people who were sitting all stood up and turned around together.

Qin Haoran raised the sandalwood above his head, bowed three times to the spiritual tablet, and said loudly: "The ancestors and ancestors of the 'Qin Wumen', the younger generation Qin Haoran opened the altar today to accept disciples, and I hope that I can carry forward my 'Qin Wumen' in the future." With that, he bowed three more times and inserted three sticks of sandalwood into the shrine.

After everyone took their seats, Qin He appeared beside Qin Haoran with a tea tray, and said with a smile: "Second brother, come and serve tea." ”

Wen Jun traveled from that era thousands of years ago, and he still understands this set of apprenticeship rituals. He hurriedly walked in front of Qin Haoran, knelt down again, took the teacup in Qin He's hand, handed it to Qin Haoran and Du Yueji in turn, and said, "Master, master, please drink tea!" ”

Qin Haoran and Du Yueji took the tea with a smile and took a sip, which was considered to have completed the apprenticeship ceremony.

At this time, Qin Haoran looked at Du Yueji with a smile, who nodded knowingly, stood up and walked to the back hall.

Everyone didn't know what this meant, they all looked at Qin Haoran, and he didn't explain much, just looked at Wen Jun with a smile, and his satisfied appearance seemed to have picked up a piece of jade.

While everyone was still wondering, Du Yueji walked out with light steps, holding a thin package of golden cloth in her hand.

She smiled and handed the package into Qin Haoran's hand.

"Jun'er, get on your knees." Qin Haoran said with a solemn expression again.

Wen Jun didn't know what his intentions were, so he had to grieve his knees again and slowly kneel in front of Qin Haoran's knees.