Bang bang

Wan Yingmu poured the water in the wooden bucket into the tank, but it only made the water surface of this huge tank a little longer.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wan Yingmu picked up two empty buckets with a flat pole, smiled at Wan Yingye Mune, and was about to go down the mountain to fetch water again.

After the water tank is filled, it is poured into the pond to replenish the water source and worship the cranes.

Wan Yingmu day after day, cold and heat, never stopped.

In addition, Wan Yingmu is also responsible for picking firewood for cooking, as if he is the lowest status and the most inconspicuous existence among the four generations of disciples, it seems that except for Wan Yingye, no one has ever paid attention to him.

"Brother Yingmu, why does my father let you carry water every day, like this to you? Everything in the door belongs to you alone, and my mother doesn't help persuade some, there are seven fourth-generation disciples in the door, and you can do everything. ”

Wan Yingye was naïve and indignant.

It's still the same wooden smile, with dark skin and white teeth.

Wan Yingmu said as a matter of course: "Hehe, who made me stupid by nature, and I don't have the martial arts qualifications of my senior brothers, junior brothers, and junior sisters." Thanks to the kindness of the master, he didn't kick me out of the master's door, I'm already very happy, how can I be half-hearted?"

Having said that, Wan Yingmu looked at Wan Yingye's eyes and was very moved.

"Since my qualifications are dull, but fortunately, I have the strength, so I might as well do more chores, so that you can have more time to practice and win glory for the sect. ”

"Hey, that's ......"

Deep in the soul gap, for this kind of selfless positive energy, the bewitching devil is extremely sensitive.

Wan Yingye pouted, and after hearing Wan Yingmu's words, he became even more angry, but he was not angry with others, but angry at this senior brother, why was he so stupid.

"You, Senior Brother Yingmu, are always so honest and kind, just thinking about others, never thinking about yourself!"

With a snort, Wan Yingye pouted, and left the water room under Wan Yingmu's smiling gaze.

A touch of curvature appeared at the corner of his mouth, a satisfied smile, Wan Yingmu took a deep breath, and continued to carry the flat pole out of the water room, the sun shone on his face, and the sweat was crystal clear.

The three brothers are still practicing swords.

The white clothes are fluttering, heroic and cool, and the bearing is extraordinary, as if dancing with the cranes on the side.

......

In the Yunshan Sect, there are only three disciples of the Shouzi generation, so the sect is divided into three courtyards.

Wan Yingye's father, Wan Shouyi, is the youngest of the three, Wan Yingmu and his daughter Wan Yingye, two disciples, are in the courtyard at the moment, holding a silver-white long sword, exhaling with his breath, pouring the true qi in his body into the long sword, and a touch of sword qi slid through.

"You wild girl, you don't practice swords, where did you go!"

Suddenly, seeing Wan Yingye running back to the boudoir from the main courtyard, this Humpty Dumpty who was practicing the method of breathing and breathing, suddenly shouted with a red face, and the previous harmonious atmosphere was completely destroyed.

"Hmph. ”

Wan Yingye ignored his father and walked straight to the boudoir of the small building on the second floor.

"You wild girl, you don't practice swords every day, it's against you, I see what you can do in the future!"

In the room, there was a delicate and graceful woman, tall and elegant, half a head taller than Wan Shouyi, and her long black hair under the hairpin was as flowing as an ink painting.

Although the beautiful woman has passed the most beautiful years, her demeanor still exudes nobility and elegance, and a little grace cannot hide her former beauty.

"You. ”

The beautiful woman glanced at Wan Yingye, who was walking towards the boudoir on the second floor, and said softly: "Just say that you can't move, the knife mouth, the tofu heart, your daughter is spoiled by you every day." ”

Seeing the beautiful woman, Humpty Dumpty's angry face couldn't help but show happiness and softness, and he said in a low and helpless voice: "I, Wan Shouyi, is just this baby girl, it's too late to feel distressed, how can I give up my knife heart." Hey, it's just a pity, obviously has such a good martial arts talent, if he is willing to be like Yingmu, even if he has half the effort, he will not become such a wild girl, and he knows every day that he is idle and wastes himself. ”

Humpty Dumpty rubbed his forehead in annoyance.

"Okay, it's up to you to be in a hurry. My daughter is older, she used to be like this, and she will come in the future, I think Yingmu is good to her daughter, it's better to ......"

"Stop, stop, stop. ”

Humpty Dumpty interrupted the beautiful woman's words, returned the sword to its sheath, and snorted: "I have never seen such a stupid guy, and after so many years, he has never come to ask me why, is he going to pick up water for the rest of his life, it really me off!

Seeing this, the beautiful woman smiled even more charmingly.

"You still have the face to talk about others, didn't the uncle in charge say that about you at the beginning?"

Thinking of the past, Humpty Dumpty Wan Shouyi couldn't help but shake his head, smiled sweetly again, but tried to hum with a straight face: "I'm restrained and delicate! As long as the time comes, sooner or later I will open my mind, which is like this elm head, which has picked water for thirteen years, and it seems that he won't say a word more if he picks water for thirteen years." ”

Humpty Dumpty pouted as he spoke.

"Let's go, the more I talk, the more angry I become, drink tea, tomorrow the head of the uncle will have a meeting, it should be to explain the matter of Tiannan on the sword, I hope that the girl Yingxue of the Second Academy can fight for some glory for the sect." ”

......

In the boudoir on the second floor, Wan Yingye picked up a pine nut and fed the chubby squirrel in the cage.

"Even my father and mother like Senior Sister Yingxue, this time Tiannan is discussing the sword, Senior Sister Yingxue will definitely participate on behalf of the Yunshan Sect, and the senior brothers will definitely like Senior Sister Yingxue more when they come back. ”

Of course, the squirrel couldn't understand human speech, but just held the happy pine nut and chewed it into a round belly.

"Hey......"

Sighing, at the age of the beginning of love, Wan Yingye looked into the distance.

Lush green mountains, few people except for the villages and towns at the foot of the mountains.

As for the Yunshan Sect, except for the uncle, uncle, second aunt, and father, it is these six senior brothers and sisters, who are extremely lonely.

Wan Yingye, who was clothed in gray, was lying on the windowsill, like a wronged cat, looking at the courtyard of the second aunt.

Senior Sister Yingxue and Senior Sister Yingyu, the two of them are sitting cross-legged on the jade platform, meditating with their eyes closed, practicing the technique of breathing and breathing, removing inner demons, and enhancing the internal force of true qi.

Ethereal fairy, luck mature.

Especially Senior Sister Yingxue, with black eyebrows and red lips, skin and snow, creamy and smooth, between words and deeds, she is cold and arrogant, like falling into a mortal fairy, and her spirit is moving.

He had just reached the age of ten years, and his True Qi Internal Force had already surpassed Senior Brother Ying Sect and became the most outstanding fourth-generation disciple in the Yunshan Sect.

On the other side, next to the pond in Zongmen Square.

Senior Brother Ying, Senior Brother Yingmen under the master's uncle, and Senior Brother Yingfeng under the second senior aunt are still practicing martial arts and practicing swords, plus themselves and Senior Brother Yingmu, the seven of them are all the four generations of disciples of the Yunshan Sect.

"Everyone likes Senior Sister Yingxue, if only someone could like themselves, it would be great. ”

At the beginning of love, it seems that it is just a girl's desire for love, but the bewitching devil hidden in the gap between Wan Yingye's souls is keenly aware of something else.

The black smoke was hidden in the azure soul light spots, and Xia Yu said in a low voice: "Maybe I don't want to be liked, I just hope that everyone is still like when I was a child, the stars and the moon, everything is centered on me?" Maybe I am jealous of Senior Sister Yingxue, because of her excellence, everyone loves her?"

The psychological dynamics that appeared for no reason pointed to the deepest softness in his heart, and Wan Yingye was startled by the idea that suddenly appeared to him.

"No, no, how can I be so bad, it's just that everyone likes Senior Sister Yingxue, and their requirements are not high, it's good that there is a senior brother who likes him, and he is definitely not jealous of Senior Sister Yingxue, after all, she is also so good to herself. ”

Deep down, Wan Yingye kept convincing himself.

"This soul, because of its pampering, although it is difficult to have external conditions to help in this Cloud Mountain Sect, it is easier to control it than Lei Luo. ”

The control of the bewitching devil over the host comes from the denial of oneself in the depths of one's heart, or the connivance of the bewitching demon, or the indulgence in the desire created by the bewitching devil and losing oneself.

"This little girl, at the age of the beginning of love, her thinking is not yet mature, and she should be the most confused time in her life. ”