(Cat flutter Chinese ) The snow stopped when Qiuqiu woke up.

This is really rare in Xiuyuan Mountain. A ray of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, reflecting the snow sparkling.

Shi'er sat in front of the window, his fingers making a gesture of grasping the barrel of the pen, and slowly tracing on the old painting.

Qiuqiu rubbed her eyes: "You won't sit here all the time, will you?" ”

Shi'er turned her head to look at her, and then lowered her head to look at the painting.

Qiuqiu put on her clothes and pulled her hair together. She has no image in front of Shi'er for a long time, her bare butt has almost been seen, and her cape is nothing.

She leaned in: "What did you find?" ”

As soon as he lowered his head, the hair slid down, and the tips of the hair brushed gently on the back of Shi'er's hand.

Shi'er stopped tracing, turned her palm over, and held the end of Qiuqiu's hair: "Tie up your hair." ”

"Oh."

Qiuqiu sat down cross-legged beside him, took out a wooden comb and combed his hair, and at the same time looked at the painting: "I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I don't have any clue." What do you see? ”

The sun reflected her hair, light and fluffy like golden silk. Qiuqiu bit the headband and looked at Shi'er with questioning eyes.

"This painting must be hundreds of years old." Shi'er twisted the edge of the paper: "It should be around five or six hundred years." ”

Qiuqiu pulled out the headband, opened her mouth and said, "How can you see that?" ”

"Look at the paper. I've read a book that is about the same age, and the paper is the same. There are also painting scrolls, and the wooden shafts used can also be seen. ”

Qiuqiu sticks out his tongue, so profound knowledge. She didn't know anything about paper and wood, but Shi'er saw so many things casually.

Qiuqiu is not very ashamed, she is not very old, she has to practice again, and no one teaches her these things, it is normal for her not to understand. It's not normal. There are so many things that I don't know how they all fit into his head, which doesn't look huge.

"Are you thirsty?" Qiuqiu combed her hair. This head shape is very simple, one side is tied in a bun, and many female disciples on the mountain comb it like this, which looks a bit like the hairstyle when Cecilia Cheung played Li Yingqi in the Shushan Biography. She got up and poured two glasses of water and handed one to Shi'er. The cups used were not originally in the house, but were carried by Qiuqiu in his own bag. Shi'er has a habit of cleanliness, I don't know who has lived in this house, and I don't know who has used it, so he doesn't show it. It must be uncomfortable in my heart.

So of course Qiuqiu can't give him things that others may have used.

I used to think that Shi'er was a girl, and it was natural for a beautiful girl to have a bit of cleanliness or something. Now he ...... Well, okay. It's not weird that a handsome boy is a little clean.

"The person who painted this picture should be someone who is used to using a sword." Shi'er took a sip and put the cup down.

"Can you see that, too?"

Shi'er reached over and naturally held one of Qiuqiu's hands, just like he did just now, slowly tracing the lines of the brushstrokes on the drawing. Lift, drop, turn. Harvest.

"Move your wrist, what do you feel?"

Qiuqiu squinted, raised her head like a lazy cat basking in the sun, and whispered, "Well, it's like a light weight...... This man's wrist is very steady......"

Of course, she had only been practicing the sword for a few days, and it might feel very inaccurate. The wrist is very stable, it is possible to say that Shi'er's wrist is very stable. As for the person who painted this picture hundreds of years ago. Who knows.

She doesn't know much about penmanship and swordsmanship, but the two are really in the same vein.

Half of all the knowledge she had gained about cultivating the truth came from Master. Half of it comes from Shi'er.

They spent the most time together, and she learned the most from Shi'er.

"Yes, and the lines are very coherent, and although they seem to have ups and downs, this stroke is drawn from the beginning without a break in the middle." Shi'er paddled all the way along the lake.

This is an extremely long line.

Qiuqiu was surprised: "This Feng can dip so much ink." I didn't do it even after drawing so far. "It's not scientific, it's not scientific, and it's not the original ballpoint pen of later generations. You don't even need to dip in ink to write tens of thousands of words. At this time, the pen has to be dipped from time to time, otherwise the pen will dry up if there is no ink.

Shi'er is not emphasizing this, but this girl always pays attention to strange things, and he is used to it.

"This stroke has not been broken, one is that his wrist strength is extremely accurate and calm, and the other point is that he has long known the scene in front of him, even if he closes his eyes, he is familiar with this place to the point that he can no longer be familiar."

Qiuqiu asked, "The person who paints is ...... The owner of this space? ”

"Possibly."

Even if it's not, he's all too familiar with the space.

The brushstrokes of the painter are natural and smooth, and Shi'er has been painting all night, this time of practice after a long absence, Qiuqiu has a deep understanding, and he also has a lot of benefits, if he is replaced by a day ago, he probably won't be able to realize so many things.

He hadn't seen the space Qiu Qiu had mentioned, but when he looked at this painting all night, there was a moment when he felt that his divine consciousness seemed to be integrated into the painting, he seemed to have become a part of the painting, standing quietly under the trees by the lake, he could feel the moonlight shining on his body, the gentle ripples of the lake, and the growth and breathing of the ancient trees.

The feeling was indescribable, and he was immersed in it, feeling that it was only a short moment. When he came back to his senses, the sun was already shining on the window, and the sky was already dawning.

This painting is anything but ordinary, and the place where Qiuqiu has been must also be a place with a history.

He was only afraid that he was more familiar with the history of the Lishui Sword Sect than their head, and none of the people of the Lishui Sword Sect could possibly know about the existence of that place.

But why did Qiuqiu know about it and go in?

Qiuqiu was bending down to put on shoes and socks, and the ruyi ring around her neck slid to the outside of the neckline. Qiuqiu put on the cloth socks and tied the socks, and then took out one hand to stuff the Ruyi ring back into the neckline.

Shi'er re-rolled the painting and handed it to Qiuqiu, who silently took it and put it away.

"Doesn't it matter if you don't go back all night?"

"I have to go back and explain something. Don't walk around, although the Mind Eater is trapped, it is difficult to keep peace on the mountain. ”

Qiuqiu nodded, being able to get him to explain in such a long sentence proves that he still cares about his companion.

Sisters can't do it, and they want to talk together in the future...... Cough. It's not so convenient anymore.

Qiuqiu felt very regretful.

How nice it would be if he were such a girl. It's like a master, a sister, a family feeling. After practicing, you can whisper, the kind of girl who can.

But Shi'er suddenly became a man, even if the cultivator is extraordinary, but the male and female defense can't change anywhere, even if he becomes a legendary immortal, he has to pay attention to this.

Thinking about it this way, is there any difference between immortals and mortals? After becoming an immortal, he still has to follow the rules of being a man, and this immortal is not so free.

Qiuqiu sent Shi'er out of the courtyard and touched her face.

It's been a long time since I've seen the sun. After being exposed to the sun for such a short time, his face was slightly hot.

Qiuqiu covered her forehead with her hands and went to the sky to see.

The clouds did not disperse, but the sunlight penetrated the crevices. When the wind picks up after noon, the gap will be filled again. Snow will follow.

The winter, when you can't see the sun, is really long, and sometimes there is even a feeling that the snow will never end.

Jing Lu yawned and walked over: "Senior Sister Jingqiu, what are you doing standing at the door?" ”

Qiuqiu glanced at him - this one looked like he had just woken up, how could there be such a lazy disciple in the sect?

However, in this way, Qiuqiu estimated that he might not have noticed the matter of Shi'er spending the night here last night.

"I don't know how. Particularly sleepy. Jing Lu rubbed his neck: "It's strange." ”

Someone won't be tampered with, right?

"By the way, I didn't have time to give it to you yesterday, Elder Huang said that he wanted to give you a meeting gift, senior sister, you come with me, and the elder said to let you pick a gift yourself."

Elder Huang is the elder in charge of refining weapons in the sect! Sect disciples who use swords, of course, can't use any good swords from the beginning. But ordinary swords also need to have one, and these are all from Elder Huang's courtyard. Since Elder Huang asked Jing Lu to take her to pick it, it must be this kind of thing, right?

Jing Lu led Qiuqiu into the backyard warehouse.

Sure enough, it was similar to Qiuqiu's thoughts. There are all kinds of weapons in the house - of course, the sword takes up the ** of them. After all, the name of the sect is called the Lishui Sword School, which is of course mainly to teach the use of swordsmanship. It would be too funny if everyone went out with two big axes and claimed to be disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Senior sister, you should be learning swordsmanship soon, right? You may not be able to use the sword here. Jing Lu enthusiastically recommended: "Actually, the elder still has a magic weapon for talismans here-" He lowered his voice and said, "The things outside are not good. Good inside, come on. Let's go inside and pick. ”

This senior brother is really interesting, helping others dig into the corners of their parents' generations and digging so hard.

Of course, Qiuqiu believes that the things in the inside will be better than the outside, but it will not be a real magic weapon. That kind of thing wouldn't just be put in such a warehouse, and there wasn't even some complicated anti-theft measures.

Jing Lu led Qiuqiu through two more stone doors and entered a warehouse that was much smaller than the one just now.

However, this place is also more exquisite than the outside, there are a few more magic circles, and Qiuqiu can only identify two kinds of anti-theft and moisture-proof.

"Oh, look at this." Jinglu said: "These are good, they look beautiful, you little girls like them." ”

Indeed, several of the things on that shelf are more magnificent, and the carvings on them are very delicate. Are these things really from Elder Huang? It's hard to imagine that such a rough person can make such delicate and exquisite things.

"Look, it's a fan, but it can also be used as a weapon." Jing Lu beckoned, and a fan on the left floated up, the silver-white fan bone, the fan surface was not gauze, but made of silver silk, and there were even a few moonlight-colored gems on it, this thing was not so much a weapon, but a ...... Ahem, it's more like selling cuteness.

Qiuqiu's mind wasn't all about these beautiful weapons, she hesitated and asked softly, "Senior brother, do you know what they will do with that monster?" ”

"Maybe, it'll burn." Jing Lu frowned: "It's really cheap, how good is Senior Brother Jinghai...... There are several other brothers and sisters who have all been poisoned by it in this way. ”

"It doesn't have a companion or something, does it?"

Jing Lu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, but I've heard the elder mention before that things like Mind Eaters generally don't come together in groups, and if two Mind Eaters meet, they have to find a way to eat each other first." Look, a monster is a monster, and the same clan is so fierce and vicious. ”

ps: I went back to my parents' house today, and I had dinner with many relatives, and I came back late. Cat flutter Chinese