"How does it feel to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot?" Mo Yun said without misfortune, he paced slowly, around Bai Shisu who was sitting cross-legged, observing her unfazed appearance, as if the humiliation had disappeared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Opening his closed eyes, Bai Shisu said clearly: "This life is unforgettable." ”

She doesn't blame Bai Luchen, because she did frame her, and it is natural to receive retribution, but this retribution was not given to her by the Bai family patriarch, if it weren't for Bai Jue and Duanmuqin's earnest shouts behind her, she would have wanted to leave a long time ago, this place, this Bai family, the human touch is too thin.

It's like air, it's too thick to bear, but it's too thin, but it's suffocating.

"Tut-tut, your age is only sixteen, and your mood is as calm as an eighty or ninety-year-old woman, I really don't know, how did you develop this state of mind?" Mo Yun looked at Bai Shisu's delicate face, which rarely showed expression, and sighed sincerely.

"The more you experience, the more you will naturally be."

"How old are you and how much can you go through?"

Bai Shisu's eyes sank, and he said: "A lot of experiences, but others don't know, of course, I won't say it until I die." ”

Hearing the last sentence, Mo Yun said disdainfully: "I don't know it rarely. ”

"Knock knock knock-" There was a cautious knock on the door.

"Miss Seven, Madame asked you to go to her courtyard." The slave outside the door said respectfully.

Bai Shisu frowned, she was now locked up, and she couldn't go out easily, if it weren't for Duanmuqin encountering something extremely important, she wouldn't have bothered herself. Thinking like this, Bai Shisu interrupted the movement of the Heavenly Dao and went to the location of the duanxylo.

In the courtyard, because late autumn has arrived, the prosperity is withering, the trees are withering, and a breath of slaughter is blowing in her face, but it is dissolved by a wisp of soft spiritual power, making her feel like a spring breeze. But when Bai Shisu saw the person clearly, he couldn't help frowning.

"What are you going to do?" The cold tone showed undisguised hostility.

Mu Qing pinched his white beard a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said: "It is natural for Miss Seven to have this emotion, the old man came this time for today's matter, and the old man never thought that he would be so wronged by Miss Seven because of a few words, and the old man felt ashamed, so he came here to make up for it as much as he could." ”

Bai Shisu didn't believe it a little, Mu Qing has always been one of the people who defend Bai Luchen the most, she framed Bai Luchen today, not to mention, but even let her grandfather hurt Bai Luchen, this account is calculated, he didn't come to abolish himself, and even said that he wanted to compensate himself, it was just a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken, and he didn't have a good heart.

"Zisu, you can rest assured, my ancestor has some friendship with Mu Gong, and he will never hurt you. What's more, my mother is also here, who would dare to blatantly hurt you? Duanmuqin said, but kept a significant distance from Mu Qing.

Bai Shisu still believed Duanmuqin's words, so she nodded.

Seeing this, Mu Qing took out another mustard seed ring from the mustard seed ring and handed it to Bai Shisu's hand, "This is a mustard seed ring made of empty ring stones, which can hold ......"

"I know, your apprentice has an exact one, but mine shouldn't be so good." Bai Shisu said directly.

Mu Qing's face froze completely, he glanced at the silent Duanmuqin, gritted his teeth, and took out a scroll of paintings from the mustard seed ring, "This is an unknown scroll that I got by accident, which contains a unique avenue of heaven and earth, and if you feel it for half an hour, if you get it, it will be your luck." ”

Bai Shisu's eyes lit up slightly, and he reached out to take the scroll.

She knew this scroll, and she also knew that what Mu Qing said was true, and this scroll was the main reason why Mu Qing decided to accept Bai Luchen as an apprentice. Only the people with the best qualifications and the strongest understanding can get a glimpse of this scroll, and when Bai Luchen felt some traces of the Tao from it, Mu Qing didn't even know who the family was, so he insisted on accepting apprentices.

Bai Shisu admits that she doesn't have Bai Luchen's anti-heaven qualifications, but she still wants to give it a try, and only if she tries it will she die.

Slowly spread out the painting scroll, a magnificent, majestic and beautiful picture of clouds and mountains is perfectly displayed in front of you. The lines of this painting are extremely simple, but they are very fluent, as if they were made with a single stroke.

The mountain is rugged but not treacherous, the edge of the mountain is not a towering rock, but a perfect but not abrupt arc, as if the shape of the mountain is like this, a sense of mountain harmony arises spontaneously. At the foot of the mountain, a stream flows slowly out of the mountain stream, and deep in the mountain stream, there is a flat boat hidden. The slight bend of the stream is in stark contrast to the majestic mountain, as if the world is vast, and people are like a flat boat, like a rootless ping, drifting in the meantime.

As if you are at the foot of the mountain, looking up at this high mountain, the pine forests with withered branches and leaves grow scattered on the barren mountain, and a few touches of color embellishment add a touch of vitality to it.

Further up, the cold wind is cold, the clouds and mountains are smoky, and the misty clouds and mist are light or thick shrouded in the mountain, only faintly revealing a touch of white.

That whiteness is the whiteness of snow.

Behind the mountain, surrounded by rocks, a flat ground covered with snow.

A thatched hut is built of stone, and the roof is covered with white, and the original tiles are no longer visible.

With the help of the whiteness of the residual snow, vaguely, I seemed to see a small figure sitting in the room, with his back to the half-open window.

The figure suddenly came to life, slowly turned his head, and a pair of autumn eyes were like tears, like laughter, like sadness, like joy.

Bai Shisu's hands holding the scroll trembled involuntarily.

This person's appearance is himself!