On the second day of the first month, worship the God of Wealth.

Qin Younian put away his sword and stood under the bare tree, spit out a breath of white air in his mouth, looked at the snow-white clothes who were sweeping the snow in the yard, and said softly: "Uncle Xue, I think that young man is very good, with good roots and bones, and a tough temperament, suitable for taking over your mantle." ”

After sweeping the last bit of snow, standing the broom at the base of the wall, Xue Baiyi walked to the table and boiled the old white tea with a charcoal stove, and said: "The subordinate is a murderous sword in the hand of the young master, where the young master's finger points, the subordinate will be slaughtered!" It is best to have a mantle to inherit, all according to the instructions of the young master. ”

The charcoal stove is burning, it doesn't take time to boil the old white tea, Xue Baiyi washed the tea set, poured the tea, and said with a smile: "Young master, let's drink a cup of hot tea first, it's almost noon, the little master Wutong should be back." ”

Qin Younian sat down, it was best to drink hot tea to warm up his body, raised his hand and motioned for Xue Baiyi to sit down and drink tea and chat, and said softly: "That young man did a few jobs at the same time from five to nine, just to earn more money to take care of his seriously ill bedridden grandmother, during this time, Uncle Xue secretly learned a lot, and the silver was given by Uncle Xue when the young grandmother was buried." ”

Xue Baiyi nodded, tasted the tea carefully, and said with a smile: "The most people in the world are helpless people like that young man, if the young master is a foil one by one, he can't help, the poverty and disease are deep-rooted, and no matter how bitter the medicine is, it is difficult to cure the root." ”

Qin Younian, who lowered his head and tasted tea, flashed a fine light in his eyes, raised his head and said categorically: "I'll do my best to do it!" ”

"Okay, my subordinates will take the young man as an apprentice. The subordinates are filial piety to the young master, if the subordinates die, there are apprentices who are filial to the young master, and there are no regrets when they die. The young master remembers, and in the future, he will give his subordinates loyalty and martyrdom! Snow White laughed loudly and walked to the gate of the courtyard, opened the door, and saw a young man in a thin patched dress kneeling in the doorway, his hair was scattered, his lips were purple and his whole body was shivering.

"Good!" Qin Younian smiled and nodded, in fact, Xue Baiyi always knew what he was doing.

Xue Baiyi bent down to help the young man and said, "Boy, your life is good, come in." ”

Closing the door, waiting for the snow-white clothes and the young man to come to the table, Qin Younian took out a new set of thick clothes from the room, handed it to the young man, and said softly, "Go and change your clothes first." ”

Looking at the new clothes in Qin Younian's hand, the snow-white clothes that stood up to the sky and the earth were slightly red, it turned out that the young master had prepared these things for him a long time ago.

"Aba, Abba ......" The dumb young man knelt on the ground and kowtowed, Qin Younian hurriedly helped him up, seeing that the young man was holding his clothes tightly and was unmoved, Qin Younian smiled and shook his head, then took the young man back to the house to simply freshen up, and dressed him with his own hands, which fit well.

Don't say it, wipe the dirt off your face, no matter how you look at it, the young man looks like a little girl, white and clean, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a pair of big black eyes like a porcelain doll.

Qin Younian walked out of the house with the young man.

Come to the table,

The young man sat on the stool with his feet off the ground, holding the teacup tightly with both hands and not letting go, his cold purple lips were a lot more rosy, but the red marks of frostbite on his cheeks were difficult to erase for a short time.

Qin Younian touched the young man's head and asked with concern, "Aren't your hands hot?" ”

"Abaaba." The boy stared at the teacup and shook his head.

Xuebai Yi was stunned, raised his hand and grabbed the young man's little hand to see that his palms were hot and red, and he didn't know how to bring a pair of cotton gloves on the table. Xue Baiyi put on gloves for the young man, and scolded with a smile: "What a stupid boy." ”

Qin Younian asked again: "Are you literate?" ”

The young man secretly glanced at Qin Younian, and immediately lowered his head, his hands between his legs, and his small appearance was restrained.

Xue Baiyi touched his chin and kept staring at the young man, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and finally he couldn't take his eyes off it, the disciple selected by the young master was very good.

Forget it, don't ask, tomorrow send the boy to a private school to read and write, otherwise how to practice the internal strength of the mind, and then follow Uncle Xue to learn martial arts later. Literacy and martial arts training should start from the baby. Qin Younian pondered in his heart, there are many schools in Baiyan City, the official school's school accepts the children of eunuchs and rich families, and the private school accepts civilian students, anyway, there is silver in his pocket, you can go anywhere, one condition, close to home.

After that, Qin Younian touched the young man's head, then got up and walked under the tree to practice his sword, and the young man turned his head and kept staring at Qin Younian, and involuntarily clenched his small fists.

Xue Baiyi saw it in his eyes, took some pastries out, and the young man ignored it, just watching Qin Younian practice his sword.

"How did I forget this stubble?" Xue Baiyi suddenly remembered that when the fire was burning in the morning, Master Wutong buried three sweet potatoes in the firewood, and Xue Baiyi ran to the kitchen to take out the roasted sweet potatoes, patted them clean, blew off the grass and wood ashes on the roasted sweet potatoes, put them in front of the young man, and said softly: "Silly boy, eat quickly." ”

The boy twitched his nose, picked up the roasted sweet potato, and didn't care about the hot hands, skillfully peeled the sweet potato and ate it.

"Huh." Xue Baiyi glared, and immediately smiled: "Silly boy is not stupid." ”

The young man glanced at the snow-white clothes, turned his back to him, and slowly ate the roasted sweet potato, and without turning around after eating, he took another one from the table with his backhand.

Snow White was amused, and sat on a stool and looked at him.

The boy who finished eating the three roasted sweet potatoes also turned into a little flower cat, a pair of small hands were black, and the snow-white clothes smiled and pointed in the direction, and the boy ran to wash off the black and swarthy on his face.

Xue Baiyi went to the root of the wall and picked up a broom to clean the sweet potato burnt skin on the table, put the broom away, sat back on the stool, squinted and tasted tea.

The boy returned, trying to climb onto the stool, holding the teacup in both hands, and kicking his feet in the air happily.

Qin Younian put away his sword, walked to the table, looked at the young man with a pair of eyes rolling wildly, and said softly: "If I don't give you a name, it's called Little Sweet Potato." ”

Xue Baiyi gave a thumbs up and echoed: "Little sweet potato, it's simple and easy to remember, this one is good." ”

"Abba Aba......" The young man thought for a moment and nodded with a smile.

From now on, he will be a little sweet potato.

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The little monk Wutong had a blue nose and swollen face, came back indignantly, and saw that there was one more teenager in the courtyard and didn't ask, he directly threw the brass bowl in his hand on the table, and said indignantly: "When you go out, the little monk saves people's lives and wins the seventh-level floating slaughter, but I didn't expect to be beaten by the tigress of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave." ”

The gate of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave hid in Baiyan City and never left, and the Imperial God Machine, the government, and the garrison made corresponding deployments but did not even catch a gate of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, but made the people in the city panic, and finally the governor came forward to appease the people, which was relieved.

On the surface, there is a lot of laxity, but secretly there are more people on the faction.

Fatty Zhu, Chief Gao, and Gao Capital did not eat a hot Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and they went out early and returned late all day without seeing anyone.

It's noon,

Qin Younian nodded at the snow white clothes, motioned for him to take the little sweet potato out to eat something, and waited for them to leave before he asked, "Little monk, how do you know that it is a person from the Ten Thousand Poison Cave?" ”

If the people in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave are put on the clothes of ordinary people, under the premise of not using poison or Gu, it will be difficult to identify, and people will be unable to guard against it!

"Ouch, it hurts." The little monk Wutong touched the two big bags on his bald head, screamed in pain, and said, "Brother Qin, as long as you are a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, there will be a strange fragrance on your body, you won't know it, right?" But there are special cases, the tigress that the little monk met is not weak, it seems that she deliberately exudes the fragrance of her body, attracting the little monk to be beaten, and she is not clumsy at all. ”

Qin Younian frowned, secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly ran back to the house and took out the arrow and pulled it into the air. took the initiative to appear, the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave wanted to invite you into the urn, knowing that Baiyan City was the boundary of the Imperial God Machine, and the government and the garrison were carefully searching for them, and they dared to be so blatant, nothing more than two points:

First, the presence of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave Poison King is not realistic.

Second, the five masters under the command of the Poison King, the Corpse Ancestor, Zhong Kui, Ma Wangye, the Grimace Judge, and the Witch King, at least two of them dared to do this.

"Alas...... Brother Qin, where are you going? Brother Qin ...... "The little monk Wutong saw that Qin Younian hurriedly ran out of the door with the sword box on his back, and he couldn't stop talking, so he took the brass bowl and followed.

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There is a small alley twenty steps forward from the Xicheng Tongfu Inn, and there are three dilapidated houses side by side on the right and then on the left side by side in the small alley, and then through the houses to a thatched house.

Outside the thatched house, the little monk Wutong pointed to his feet and said bitterly: "Brother Qin, the little monk was beaten by that tigress here, and he was ruthless, focusing on his face. If the master hadn't warned the monk that the monk didn't do anything with the woman, the monk wouldn't have been beaten so badly. ”

Qin Younian rolled his eyes and said lightly: "You can't beat the woman in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave." ”

The little monk Wutong's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to fight on the basis of reason, but what was the result? Dejected, he didn't speak.

Qin You took five steps back, looked up at the carved vermilion lacquer in front of the thatched house, and the building with the top of the Pixiu beads, patted his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Damn, this is the thatched house of the Qinglou!" Little monk, you come to the thatched house to make a fate, what do you want to make? ”

The little monk Wutong touched his bald head and accidentally touched the big bag on the top of his head, grinning in pain, and then said with a wry smile: "The little monk came here to borrow the thatched house for use, who knows that there is no toilet paper in the thatched house, only a pile of sandpaper, whoever uses it is a fool." ”

Qin You glanced at the young man, looked around at the fact that there was not a single weed, and walked away from the little monk Wutong without a trace, and asked, "How did you come out?" ”

The little monk raised his head and said, "The little monk naturally wiped his clothes clean and walked out." ”

Qin Younian looked up and down, the little monk's monk's robe was intact, took three steps back, and said seriously: "Little monk, stay away from me." ”

The little monk of Wutong pouted and said: "The little monk tore a piece of cloth on the plain clothes and wiped it, and the little monk only has a monk's robe, and he is not stupid to that extent." ”

Qin Younian frowned, did the little monk Wutong have something to say? didn't pay much attention to it, and asked in a deep voice: "How did you meet the people from the Ten Thousand Poison Cave in the thatched house?" ”

"It's a long story." The little monk cleared his throat.

Qin Younian glared and said, "Then make a long story short." ”

"Gotcha." The little monk of Wutong flattened his mouth and said simply: "The little monk went out of the thatched house and planned to go back directly, but he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance just halfway through, and the little monk turned back, and met the red-clothed tigress in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave here and wanted to use a living person to refine Gu, so the little monk rescued the person, and then he was beaten. ”

Because there are the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave hidden in Baiyan City, Zhu Fatzi took some ancient books that recorded the Ten Thousand Poison Caves from the Imperial God Machine and gave them to Qin Younian to read, which recorded: The Gu worms refined by living people are ferocious and bloodthirsty, and their anger increases dramatically, and in the end, they will reverse the Gu Master, and the dove will occupy the magpie's nest, so that the Gu Lord will become not human, not a ghost, and become a blood demon who sucks the blood of thousands of people to quench his thirst, which is heinous!

The last few pages of the ancient book recorded: The refining of Gu by living people is an evil in the world, and it was classified as a forbidden technique by the Ten Thousand Poison Cave a hundred years ago, and the disciples under it were forbidden to cultivate.

Something big is coming!

Qin Younian looked at the little monk of Wutong carefully, and couldn't help asking, "Little monk, you interrupted the alchemy of the red-clothed woman in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, and it was as simple as beating you?" ”

The little monk Wutong hurriedly shook his head, and said with palpitations: "That tigress wants to use the little monk to refine Gu, but the little monk has the light of protecting the body and the Buddha, specializing in overcoming evil things, as if the tigress was unwilling to beat the little monk." ”

Qin Younian stepped forward, patted the shoulder of the little monk Wutong, and said softly: "Be confident, remove the word "as if". ”

Although the arrows were sent out to remind others to take precautions, after all, the people who worked for the Imperial God Machine were all people in the rivers and lakes, and it was inevitable that there would be many arrogant people among them, and the Great Elder immediately gave a generous reward to make them work hard.

Qin Younian quickly rushed back to the Imperial God Machine, hoping that the three elder brothers who were sworn by were still there.

The little monk Wutong who followed behind him saw Qin Younian's expression gloomy as water, and after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

Blue sky and white sun, close the door!

Not a good sign.

Qin Younian didn't say a word and pushed the door in, passed through the eight or nine corridors, and walked into the attic of the Imperial God Machine, but he met five or six people who sorted out books on the second floor, and asked about it, and learned that everyone in the Imperial God Machine had gone out, and Qin Younian's face darkened.

At this moment, the little monk Wutong stepped forward, pulled Qin Younian's sleeve, looked around and whispered: "Brother Qin, let's go quickly, the little monk feels as if there is a pair of eyes secretly spying on us again." ”

Qin Younian turned around and said with relief: "You are a person from the Bujue Temple, and the Imperial God Machine that followed me was only locked by the Qi Machine, and it will be gone after a while." ”

The little monk Wutong shook his head and whispered: "Brother Qin, it's not that the qi is locked, and there is no internal force fluctuation, just a pair of eyes staring at us in the dark, without emotion, like a poisonous snake." ”

As soon as the words of the little monk Wutong fell, a woman with a graceful figure, like a weak willow supporting the wind when she walked, suddenly walked out of the southeast corner of the first floor, applauded and said softly: "Master Wutong of Bujue Temple, the rumored reincarnation of Arhat, it is really better to hear than to see." ”

Official complaint: (Something big is going to happen, the people in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave are going to do something, Qin Gongzi, hurry up!) ）