Southern Province, at the foot of Huangxian Mountain.

A military helicopter flew slowly and hovered six or seven meters above the ground. The hatch opened, and a young man in a camouflage uniform jumped out of the helicopter and landed firmly on the ground. The man waved at the helicopter, smiled and said a few words to the pilot, and the helicopter headed off into the distance.

Qin Xian, with a tall and tough figure, a clear face, sharp edges and corners, and a pair of thick eyebrows softened the entire facial features. Elegant and delicate. Her hair was shoulder-length and tied in a ponytail at will.

Seeing the helicopter go away, Qin Xian walked up the mountain with his hands in his pockets.

Huangxian Mountain is an inconspicuous hill in the southern province, with an altitude of about four or five hundred meters. There is no danger in the mountain, and there is no magnificent scenery. It's just that the sunrise and sunset, the sun in the mountains is warm, and the breeze is slightly drunk, which shows that this mountain is gentle and lovely.

Qin Xian stepped on the afterglow of the sunset at this time, with a random weed on the side of the road in the corner of his mouth, and walked leisurely on the path up the mountain.

Qin Yue, a Qing cultivator in the pre-Qin period of the Warring States Period, traveled to hundreds of schools before the age of thirty, and what he learned was amazing.

Qin Yue does not seek to be heard by the princes, let alone the heart of the temple, and is not obvious in the history. Qin Yue is a descendant of the Zhuan family, according to the elders of the clan, the Zhuan Xuan is extraordinary, but he was fortunate to learn a body forging technique at that time.

Although not everyone can learn it, those who have achieved it should have a divine power.

Qin Yue has always believed that this kind of magic is definitely not human. Therefore, Qin Yue traveled through mountains and rivers all his life, searching for five continents, just looking for traces of immortals and following in the footsteps of his ancestors. However, nothing was found. In his later years, Qin Yue recorded what he had learned in his life. Founded the Qinmen lineage.

Three hundred years ago, Qinmen moved to Huangxian Mountain, and for hundreds of years, it was in a corner of this place and quietly inherited.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Qin Xian had already reached a flat and open place halfway up the mountain.

There are bamboo houses scattered together here, the bamboo houses are slightly yellow, which is the color of the years, and it looks very elegant. At this time, there was a mellow and crisp guzheng sound from behind the bamboo house, and Qin Xian followed the sound, a vacant land, two peach trees. The sound of the piano is delicate and soft, light and slow, sparse and strong, dense and clear.

A thin middle-aged man is dancing a sword to the sound of the piano, the sword shadow is shining, and the momentum is majestic, which seems to be incompatible with the quiet sound of the piano. But the heroic sword posture and the sound of the piano form a wonderful beauty, intoxicating.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The sword-dancing man slowly retracted his sword and lifted it upside down behind his back.

"Master" Qin Xian made a gesture.

The sword-dancing man turned around and glanced at Qin Xian lightly without speaking. Pick up the sword and leave.

The middle-aged man has a clear face, quiet and soft. The waist-length long hair was draped down like silk, and just after dancing the sword, there were a few strands of hair messy in front of the forehead, a wide white Hanfu was simple and atmospheric, and the waist was tied with a white ribbon. The whole person is even more elegant.

The man's name is Qin Yi. Eighteen years ago, four-year-old Qin Xian was brought to this Huangxian Mountain by Qin Yi from the welfare home. Qin Xian's name is also translated by Qin from Zhuangzi's theory of all things, "great knowledge is idle, and small knowledge is between".

"I'm back!" the voice came from a woman at the zither.

"Sister Momo" Qin Xian hurriedly walked over to the woman standing at the piano.

The same wide white Hanfu tied to the waist, and three thousand green silk were evenly sprinkled all over the back. The woman's goose egg face, her eyebrows are curved like willows, her nose is delicate and straight, her bright starry eyes, her cherry lips are slightly open like stamens, her skin is fair, and her wide Hanfu covers her delicate figure, but she is more temperamental.

At this time, he was smiling at Qin Xian who was walking over, and the corners of his mouth were beautifully curved.

Qin Mo, who is four years older than Qin Xian, has also learned and grown up with Qin Xian in this Huangxian Mountain since he was a child. So the two of them are very emotional.

"Sister Momo, what did you cooperate with Master just now?" Qin Xian asked with a smile.

"Master wants to moisten his sword heart, the backsliding of the realm, but he also wants to melt it. I don't understand anyway!" Qin Mo wrinkled his little nose and said.

"It's still so idle!" Qin Xian said with a smile.

Qin Mo glanced at Qin Xian, "You can say it in front of the master."

“...”

"This is the first time you've been away from the school for three months. How is it, what kind of special training is it?" Qin Mo asked.

"It's not as good as Master's, but I've really learned a lot," Qin Xian replied.

"Then will you be considered a soldier in the future?" Qin Mo asked with a frown.

"Count, it doesn't count. When there is a special task, there is still an identity, and there are many differences between this department and the normal one. Our Qinmen lineage is here to 'occupy the mountain as the king', and now it is a legal society, so we always have to pay something," Qin Xian said indifferently.

"It's up to you, anyway, the master agrees, you should hurry up and change your clothes now! Otherwise, the master will be angry again." Qin Mo pushed Qin Xian with both hands.

"Sister Momo, let's go," Qin Xian said helplessly.

......

There is a small pool of living water on the right side of the bamboo house, no matter what season it is, Qin Xian usually washes here. Now is no exception. It was early autumn, and I took off my dusty clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear. Leap into the pool.

"Whew, feel free," Qin Xian sighed pleasantly.

"Sister Momo," Qin Xian shouted loudly.

Slightly longer.

"It's just you who have a lot to do," Qin Mo popped on the back of Qin Xian's head.

"Hey. Qin Xian turned his head and grinned.

Qin Mo coiled her long hair up on her head, revealing her slender and fair neck. A few strands of hair hang down in front of the forehead, which makes it even more stunning. Holding a basket of clothes in her hand, she obviously expected Qin Xian to call her.

"Lie down. ”

Qin Mo sat on a stone by the pool, and Qin Xian rested his head on Qin Mo's lap. Ten fingers are slender and green, the nails are crystal clear, Qin Mo gently rubbed Qin Xian's head, flexible in Baihui, Fengfu, Shenting, Dangyang, Tongtian five acupoints alternately pinched, the force is heavy and sometimes slow, full of rhythm.

These five acupuncture points must be grasped in a unique way, which is combined with the Taisu Sutra as a nourishing prescription. Normally, if Qin Mo is here, Qin Xian asks her to press it, so Qin Mo has long been proficient.

Feeling the moderate strength, Qin Xian felt comfortable physically and mentally.

As the sun sets, the warm light shines on the two of them. Qin Xian's head lay comfortably on Qin Mo's lap, and both of them had smiles on their faces, silent, only the rustle of fingertips and hair. The atmosphere is warm.

"Sister Momo, when are you coming" After the acupuncture points were pinched, Qin Xian asked

"Master said that you will come back in the next few days, and I came here three days. I'll go back later, my father has been urging me, there are too many things in the company," Qin Mo stood up and rubbed his legs twice and said.

"I'll go out first," Qin Mo waved his hand and walked out.

After a while, Qin Xian, who had finished washing, jumped out of the pool with his naked body.

The muscles of a strong body are generally very well-proportioned, except for a narrow faint scar that spreads diagonally from the waist to the chest. Pick up the basket of Hanfu and put it on your body.

The same style of waist-bound white Hanfu, simple and atmospheric, worn on Qin Xian's body, is handsome, his hair is scattered, and the stiff temperament of the whole person is softened and his temperament is fluttering.

There are seven bamboo houses, which are built in a Beidou arrangement. The main house is located in the middle of the heavenly power position, so it is named the heavenly power house. Qin Xian leisurely walked on the cobblestone path to the Tianquan House. In addition to the seven bamboo houses, this place is also full of flowers and trees, which is fresh and pleasant.

Tianquan House is not big, thirty or forty square meters, it is built with rigid bamboo, and it lasts for a long time. The furnishings in the room are simple, with a table of eight immortals, four square chairs, and a wooden frame on each side of the left and right walls, which are full of various antiques.

However, it is said that these two wooden frames are made of Indian old mountain sandalwood, which is one of the best sandalwood and is very expensive. The aroma is mellow and lasts for a long time. The whole room is delightful!

"It's still pleasing to the eye. Qin Mo walked over from the chair and brushed Qin Xian's clothes.

Qin Xian smiled.

Qin Mo in front of him has changed out of Hanfu, a white bell-sleeved tunic dress, crystal sandals, her hair is still draped behind her shoulders, her hairline is perfect, her forehead is exposed, and Qin Mo, who is plain and faceless, looks even more pure and lovely. Full breasts, slender calves, and delicate curves. Because Qin Xian was tall, the tall Qin Mo had only reached Qin Xian's chin.

"Uncle Lin has arrived, I'll go first. Qin Mo said.

"Sister Momo, haven't we seen each other for three months!" As soon as the words fell, Qin Xian took Qin Mo into his arms. The two have hugged like this many times. I haven't seen him for three months, and this time Qin Xian misses it extraordinarily.

Qin Mo, whose face was tightly attached to Qin Xian's chest, was stunned, and after a while, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body gradually relaxed, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around Qin Xian's waist. His right hand gently stroked the scar through the thin clothes.

Qin Xian's nose was against Qin Mo's hair, and the faint fragrance of his hair was mixed with the longevity of old sandalwood, calming people's hearts.

After a long time, Qin Mo left from Qin Xian's arms.

"Let's go, I'll send you out. Qin Xian said with a smile.

The two walked out side by side, and saw Qin Yi eating tea comfortably in the bamboo pavilion on the right.

"Goodbye, Master!" Qin Mo shouted to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi didn't answer, just waved his hand. The two looked at each other helplessly.

Qin Mo walked towards a black business car parked in the open space, opened the door, and waved his hand to Qin Xian with a smile. I got in the car and left.

Seeing the car leave, Qin Xian put down his hand.

In fact, there are some things and some words, and both of them are very clear. There is no need to express too much, it penetrates into life and slowly forms habits. When habits are formed, then all this is wonderful!