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In the dim light, Song Yu's black pupils reflected the old man with gray hair and falling out teeth, and the starlight in his eye sockets involuntarily accumulated, which looked even brighter under the illumination of candlelight.

He bit his lip, sneered lowly, rolled his dry throat a few times, and choked up, "Teacher......"

Qu Yuan looked at the outstanding young man opposite, his cloudy eyes gradually became clearer, the corners of his mouth pulled out a satisfied smile, while nodding again and again, he subconsciously reached out and touched his white beard, and said in a relieved tone: "Ziyuan can have today's achievements, I am deeply gratified for the teacher, if you can grasp the opportunity in this troubled world, you will definitely be able to achieve a great cause." ”

Hearing this, Song Yu raised his eyelids in shock, his pupils flashed full of incredulity, and he asked with some puzzlement: "Why does the teacher think so?" Timing is right, but what is a good time? Could it be that the king who only knows 'Taoguang Yanghui'......"

There was a thick sarcasm in his tone, and he gritted his teeth. Even though he said it so vaguely, Qu Yuan also understood the meaning of "Taoguang Yanghui", sighed long in his heart, and looked at Song Yu's handsome face under the dim candlelight, his eyes narrowed slightly, and slowly fell into contemplation.

Among his children, the rest of them have poor qualifications, only Xing Zhong and Song Yu are more refreshing. Xing Zhong is extremely intelligent, but his mind is not something that ordinary people can fathom, but Song Yu is too similar to himself.

If it is later......

Alas...... Qu Yuan's rough fingertips hidden under the desk were slowly clenched, and the corners of his clothes had been folded out of many traces, I am afraid that this child's career in the future will not be easy, such a temperament cannot be recognized by many people. Thinking about it, looking at Song Yu's gaze became a lot more complicated.

"What I say is not to make you join the crowd, but sometimes a proper change is necessary." Listening to Qu Yuan's bitter advice, Song Yu's fingertips on his knees clenched.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, thinking: "Could it be that so many years of suffering have wiped out the teacher's ambition?" Slowly raising his eyelids, he looked meaningfully at Qu Yuan, who was aging Long Zhong.

Qu Yuan saw the disappointment in his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously, slowly reached out and took the exquisitely carved hollow sandalwood box next to him, rubbed his fingertips lightly for a while, gently put it on the desk, and pushed it in front of Song Yu.

Song Yu looked at Qu Yuan inexplicably, Qu Yuan smiled lightly, and raised his head slightly: "Open it and take a look at ......"

His eyes fell on the sandalwood box on the desk again, and Song Yu was stunned for a moment before slowly opening it.

Suddenly, Song Yu's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a while before he reacted, raising his eyes in disbelief and staring at Qu Yuan with an indifferent face, his lips trembled slightly, as if he had mustered up great courage, and said slowly: "Teacher, this is ......"

Qu Yuan blinked, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, he nodded, slowly poked out his fingertips, pointed in the direction of the box, and said lightly: "In the future...... The Xuanyuan fishing will be yours to keep it......"

Hearing this, Song Yu's fingers clenched tightly on the desk, he frowned almost imperceptibly, and his tone was a little anxious: "No, teacher, ......"

Qu Yuan looked at his stubborn appearance, couldn't help waving his hand, and said slowly while sorting out the folds on the corners of his clothes, his flat tone was full of generosity and power: "You are my student, and this is also the last thing you can do as a teacher." ”

The small wick swayed slightly, and the slightly flickering candlelight made the room even darker, Song Yu's eyes stared at the white-haired Qu Yuan in front of him, and the Adam's apple subconsciously slid a little. Suddenly, he pursed his thin lips, his eyelids slowly drooped, and he nodded involuntarily.

Qu Yuan looked at his loose posture, let out a long sigh of relief, the fingertips pinching the corners of his clothes under the desk slowly loosened, and the stones hanging in his chest finally fell.

After a while, he lifted the hem of his clothes, slowly stood up, glanced meaningfully at Xuan Yuanyu who was lying quietly in the box, and said, "Then I will go back first as a teacher today, and Ziyuan should ......rest early."

Hearing a low and old voice coming from overhead, Song Yu got up, bowed down smoothly, and watched Qu Yuan leave with a respectful attitude. Hearing the crisp sound of the door closing and footsteps getting farther and farther away, Song Yu slowly straightened up and stared at the tightly closed door, the look in his eyes was a little confused.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a faint sound of beating from outside the wall, and he came back to his senses for a while. Due to the long period of standing, the movement of turning around became stiff.

In front of the case, Song Yu slowly lowered his eyes, staring closely at the exquisitely crafted Xuanyuan fishing in the brocade box. Bowing down, he slowly poked out his fingertips and carefully took out the contents of the brocade box.

Jingle Bell......

A crisp and pleasant sound wafted through the air, and the dull mood became relaxed. The white fingertips gently rubbed the delicate pattern of Xuanyuan fishing, and his eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the palm of his hand, Song Yu shouted, and quickly spread out his palm to take a look, only to find that there was a long opening in the palm of his hand, and bright red blood beads were bubbling out.

The outstretched palm moved slightly, only to find that there seemed to be no other feeling except for the blood leaking out. Suspiciously, he raised his hand to look at Xuanyuan Fishing, only to find that the blood stains on its copper tongue shaped like a fish hook were disappearing bit by bit.

Song Yu was shocked, that feeling was like ...... Little by little, the blood seeped into the inside of the copper tongue.

He became a little flustered, closed his eyes, and took a few breaths hard, and only when the whole person finally regained his composure did he open his eyes and stared meaningfully at the Xuanyuan Fishing in his hand.

Carefully placed its copper tongue in the palm of his hand, and soon, the blood and water gathered together along the lines, slowly flowing in the direction of the copper tongue.

The brass tongue suddenly became dark, like a man who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, suddenly saw the food, and devoured it. Watching the copper tongue suck in little by little blood, the expression on Song Yu's face became weird, and his whole body trembled involuntarily, as if he had seen a monster.

He swallowed, and abruptly put it back into the brocade box, and with a bang, the wooden brocade box let out a muffled grunt. Song Yu sat weakly next to the desk, gasping for breath. (To be continued.) )