The breeze was gentle, the water was light, and the warm sunlight was shining on the window, and the window was open, and the sunlight shone into the room and fell on the face of a young man. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young man sat on the table by the window, on the desk was a piece of rice paper, an inkstone, and a fine brush, and the boy put the brush aside to study the ink carefully.

Grinding ink is a very grinding thing, grinding people can not be impatient, can not use gravity to press the ink ingot, need to put a small amount of water, evenly grind the ink, to a certain concentration and then gradually add water, so that the grinding ink is delicate and easy to use.

The boy is a big disciple in the door, his status is noble, he has always had little patience, and when he paints on weekdays, he is a Taoist boy who waits for him to study ink for him, but today I don't know why it is abnormal, and he is extremely careful when studying ink.

When he picked up the fine brush to paint, the incense on the table had already burned to the roots, and he did not add another incense, but sat at the table and drew something attentively, and every stroke was very focused.

His fine brushwork is notoriously exquisite, when the walls or stone pillars inside the door need to be traced, he never asks a painter, he always paints quickly and well, in fact, in his opinion, this kind of literati trick he does not need to be very careful to reach the peak, so he paints most of them quickly, but this time he paints very seriously, very slowly, every time before the pen is put down, he has to think carefully.

The sun shone on his heroic face, and he smiled at the corners of his mouth, as if he was enjoying the process of painting.

The gentle breeze blows, the beam of light in the bamboo forest outside the window gradually changes, until the sun is about to set when he puts down the pen in his hand, picks up the painting in his hand and puts it in front of him, a side of ink comes into view, he nodded with satisfaction, and when he was about to slowly appreciate it, suddenly a delicate arm stretched out, and the tender little hand snatched the painting in his hand, and the crisp laughter came into his ears.

The boy was intoxicated by the painting, and this sudden change made him furious, and shouted, "Who?"

He grabbed the man's wrist like lightning, and as soon as he clasped it tightly, the man suddenly screamed in pain, and the young man frowned, and raised his head to see the pure white and delicate face by the window, like the little flower blooming in the pond in summer.

"Senior brother, you hurt me",

The girl said with teary eyes.

Only then did the young man realize that he had made a heavy move, so he hurriedly retracted his hand, his face turned red, and said, "Senior Sister Fan Xin, I'm sorry, I accidentally ..... it."

"Hee-hee, forgive me, what did you draw?

"Senior Sister Fan Xin, don't open .....",

The boy stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was too late, the painting had already unfolded in front of the girl's eyes, a lifelike graceful girl came into view, the eyebrows were thin and playful, like a distant dai, the smart eyes seemed to contain a pool of spring water, her eyes were turquoise, at a glance it made people fall into it and could not extricate themselves, although she has not yet reached the cardamom years, the body has not yet opened, but the budding appearance has faintly had a peerless appearance.

The girl tilted her head and looked at it carefully, and the boy's face was already red.

"Senior brother, is this me?",

The girl looked at him with a smile.

The young man said, "Yes... No, it's not.... Not .....",

The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it or isn't it?"

"It's... Yes...", the young man clenched his hands into fists, his palms covered with beads of sweat.

The girl smiled, looked at him with her hands behind her back and said, "Senior brother, do you like me?"

Big eyes blinked.

The young man's breathing suddenly became short, the junior sisters in the door were all from Guanzhong, even if they had secret affection for which senior brother and younger brother, they must be cautious, they must have found someone to hand over the token first, and only when the other party's affection was determined did they dare to make the next move, and there has never been a straightforward question like Fan Xin.

Could it be that she also... She also....

"Yes, I like you," Gavin said with a trembling voice.

The fifteen-year-old boy almost exhausted the courage of his body, he has always been arrogant and arrogant, he doesn't pay attention to any of his fellow disciples and brothers, and sometimes even dares to disobey the master's words, he has always thought that he is very bold, but in front of this little girl in the Western Regions, he found that he would actually have a nervous time when he didn't dare to speak.

"Senior brother, I like you very much too",

Fan Xin smiled, his face innocent.

When Gai Wenquan heard this, his heart immediately burst into joy, but before he could be happy, he heard her say again: "But senior brother, I can only marry Brother Qingyang when I grow up."

As if it was a blow to the head, the sound of "buzzing" in Gavinquan's mind became blank, and after a long time, he asked blankly: "For... Why?",

Fan Xin lowered his head and played with the corners of his clothes, a hint of blush rose on his face, and said: "He treated me very well, he saved me when the bad guys of the Guizi Country broke into the oasis to burn and loot, and when my mother and I escaped, he was stabbed for me, and at that time I decided to marry him",

"I'm sorry, brother",

She gently placed the painting on the table, turned and stepped into the bamboo forest......

Gai Wenquan didn't sleep all night, and the second **** went to Sanqing Hall to do morning classes before dawn, and about a quarter of an hour later, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, he turned his head and saw Fan Xin, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, walking into the hall, and the two happened to look at each other, both nodding and smiling.

Fan Xin walked to the cushion behind him and sat down, taking out the Tao Te Ching from his sleeve.

"Senior sister, you are the last to start among the senior brothers and sisters, are you still used to living there?", Gai Wenquan asked.

Fan Xin said: "Senior brother, I live very well, and the people here treat me very well",

Gai Wenquan nodded and said, "No one bullied you."

Fan Xin smiled: "None of the senior brothers in the door are willing to bully me, senior sister, they may be willing, but they can't beat me after I practice the tuna kung fu taught by my master."

Gai Wenquan smiled, looked at the tall Sanqing statue in front of him, the smile on his face disappeared, and said: "Senior sister, if I were in the oasis that day, I would also save you and protect you, if I was by your side when the people of the Guizi Kingdom were chasing you, I would definitely fight for you to block their swords."

When he said these words in front of the Sanqing statue in this Taoist hall, Fan Xin couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Senior brother, I'm ......",

"I heard that the soldiers of that Qiuzi country burned and looted in that oasis for nearly half a month, and only one or two of the people of the various tribes survived, no one knows whether Wei Qingyang is still alive, this sect is an immortal sect outside the world, and it never interferes in the mortal world, and the tribal battles, but since you are concerned about him, I will go out of the mountain tomorrow to find him",

"If he is still alive, I will bring him back to you, and in the future you and I will be determined by heaven and man, but if he dies, I will be the only one who is qualified to hold your hand." )