Ning Que vaguely understood the meaning of Senior Brother's words, but he was a little unsure whether his so-called understanding was really understood, and his mind became a little complicated for a while, and he became silent.

Senior Brother looked at the expression on his face, guessed that he was in love at this time, smiled and diverted the topic, and said, "Little junior brother, now that you are provoking that big black umbrella, I don't know if you are willing to change it to me." ”

Hearing this, Ning Que remembered that when he first entered the academy that day, he met a scholar in an old jacket at the entrance of the alley, and the scholar said that he was willing to use the water scoop on his waist to exchange a big black umbrella with him, and he couldn't help laughing.

At that time, how did he know that this book would become his senior brother after his birthday.

The night was already deep, and the fire by the frost forest became more and more dense and jumping, as if the enthusiastic red-clothed dancer in the dance, riding the big black horse to take a walk in the twilight, the mountain returned, and the big black horse's hooves were proudly and happily as if they were also dancing.

With the aroma of roasted potatoes and the sound of firewood crackling, the three of them spent the night in the clearing by the forest, and the injuries on Ning Que and Shanshan's bodies gradually healed, coupled with the warmth of the roaring fire, they didn't feel too sad.

When I woke up early in the morning of the second day, I was about to embark on the journey back to the south, and the senior brother found an old carriage and a few nooses from nowhere, Ning Que and Sang Sang looked at the carriage in front of them, and felt that it was wonderful, but thinking about the senior brother's ability, they were relieved and did not ask anything.

Only the big black horse looked at the carriage and had a very bad feeling, probably guessing the heavy responsibility on his shoulders on the long way back to the south, the horse's head lowered and kicked its hooves to make trouble, but compared to the instinctive fear and obedience to Ning Que, it did not dare to disobey the scholar who brought him here from the northern foot of the distant Tianqi Mountain.

The wheels crushed the hard frozen soil or loose snow, making completely different sounds, and in the company of these dull sounds, led by the hot mist exhaled by the big black horse, the three people sitting in the old carriage gradually moved away from the cold forest towards the royal court of the southern steppe tribe.

The journey can be interesting or boring and lonely, although because the mountains are on his side, it is inconvenient for Ning Que to ask the senior brother about the internal cultivation problems of the academy, but he has enough time to ask the senior brother about the story of the cultivation world.

In the past, Ning Que didn't know anything about the cultivation world, for example, he didn't know the origin of the Demon Sect, he didn't know the history of the Heavenly Book Ming Scroll, he didn't know that the academy was the legendary unknowable place, and he didn't know that he was the legendary world Zhigo, because of these things, he made a lot of jokes, and even once said in front of the mountains and mountains that what kind of thing is walking in the world?

This psychological shadow made him very hungry to know the history of the cultivation world, and at this time, he finally had the opportunity to see all the pictures of the pinnacle of that world through the seemingly omniscient senior brother, where would he miss it.

In the following days, the stories of cultivation in the carriage have been continued, except for the fact that he often almost fell asleep because the pace of his senior brother's speech was too slow, for Ning Que, this was really a perfect journey home.

The Zuo Tent of the Grassland Tribe is already near, will the Bishui Camp in the north of Yan be far away? If you go further south, you will enter the border of the Tang Dynasty, and you will be able to see Chang'an City after passing through the two counties of Gubei in Hebei, and you will finally be able to eat omelette noodles again, which is really good.

The cultivation story that Senior Brother told Ning Que was not a great secret, at least for a person like Mo Shanshan, a bookworm who was also a famous person, so it was impossible for her to maintain her excitement for as long as Ning Que. There are many stories, she has heard many times when she was a child, looking at Ning Que's excited expression, she is very sympathetic to Mr. Da of the academy to play the role of the enlightenment teacher, and she is even more impressed that Mr. Da can have such strong patience.

Except for the occasional sigh that Shanshan is also responsible for taking care of the big black horse's water, most of the rest of the time, she is used to leaning against the car window with her chin in her hands, looking at the wasteland scenery outside the window. The scenery of the wasteland in winter is really lackluster, and the mind cannot be placed on the grass and clear water, so in the end the view becomes a simple daze.

One day, Ning Que finally noticed the girl's strange appearance, looked at the faint sadness on her beautiful little face, was slightly stunned, and asked, "Shanshan, what are you thinking?"

Now the two have long been very acquainted, and Shanshan is no longer as accustomed to hiding his slight shame and nervousness with silence or coldness in front of him, and he did not reply to his question, still quietly looking at the thick snow outside the window, and said softly: "I have no brothers and sisters since I was a child, no family, I don't know what that feeling is like." ”

Ning Que didn't know how she was accepted as a disciple by Shusheng, and he didn't inquire about her life, at this time, when he heard her emotion, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and remembered the rain in Lin Forty-seven Lane, and found that he didn't know what Xiao Zhuozi's unfulfilled wishes were in addition to killing Xiahou, and he couldn't help but think silently that he was unkind in this life, and he was probably not a good friend candidate.

After a while, he got rid of this feeling, looked at the beautiful side face of the mountains and smiled, knowing that the reason why the girl had such feelings and sorrows was probably related to the pictures she saw on the shore of the Hulan Sea.

In terms of himself alone, Mo Shanshan, as a bookworm, is fully qualified to be compared with the Taoist idiot Ye Hongyu and the demon sect girl Tang Xiaotang, but behind those two girls each stood a powerful brother, when those people appeared, no one would notice her existence at all, what kind of feeling would she have? envy or sentimentality?

"I've had families, but I've never had siblings, so I don't know what it's like to have an older brother, but if you have the chance to go to Chang'an and see my family, you can ask her. ”

In order to comfort her, Ning Que said with a smile: "But if you really want to have a brother, I'll be for you, I'm not talking nonsense, even if I can't catch up with the realm of senior brother in the future, I can definitely be stronger than those two guys." ”

When she heard the words "my family's one", Mo Shanshan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if gently pulling the willow branches on the surface of the lake, until she heard Ning Que's later words, she slowly turned her head, quietly looked at Ning Que's familiar but still somewhat rusty cheeks, and after being silent for a long time, she suddenly said two words with a smile and affirmation.

"Don't. ”

Ning Que was slightly stunned, scratched his head and asked, "Why not?"

Mo Shanshan smiled slightly, and explained very seriously: "Because you are too weak." ”

Ning Que looked at the girl's beautiful face, pursed her thin lips, her heart moved slightly, and then moved, secretly thinking that this sentence really hurt her self-esteem, could it be that the hat of the weakest academy in history should be worn for a lifetime?

The self-esteem that had been through the fall was extremely fragile, and he muttered to the mountains with a bitter face: "I don't believe that I really can't be better than those two guys in the future, if you are not satisfied with this, I will let the senior brother recognize you as a sister, I want to see, you can still find a stronger brother than the senior brother in this world." ”

The senior brother has been looking at the two of them on the other side of the carriage, the expression on his face is very gentle, like an elder who has read the world and looks at his junior, he can see a lot of hidden meanings in the conversation between the two, but he finds that no matter who they are, they are not absolutely clear about what they want, and after thinking for a while, he made a decision.

The reason why he made this decision, in addition to the position of the academy itself, was mainly because he was very grateful to the girl for taking care of Ning Que, and he liked this girl's thoughts very much, because of one thing that he vaguely guessed during his years of traveling in various countries with his master, and because of the past that only belonged to him many years ago.

Hearing this, Shanshan thought to himself what kind of identity Mr. Big Academy is, you and I are familiar with each other and laughing for a while, how can you involve Mr. Big, not to mention that he wants him to accept him as a sister?

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, and glared at him fiercely, just because the girl's eyes were too loose because of her short-sightedness, so it was not terrible to force her round eyes, but it became more and more cute.

Suddenly, at this time, the senior brother looked at her with a gentle expression, and said two words with a smile and affirmation.

"Okay. ”

The carriage suddenly became quiet, Ning Que looked at Senior Brother with a puzzled expression, and couldn't understand how he could get such a response if he was just a joke, of course he wouldn't think that Senior Brother was also joking, because ...... Just kidding, will the big brother be joking or the big brother?

As for Shanshan, he was even more surprised and didn't know what to say, and instantly felt a little at a loss, lowered his head and used his black hair to hide the complicated and unhappy expression on his face, staring at the toe of his shoes sticking out of his skirt and didn't dare to move.

The senior brother laughed at the reaction of the two of them, and added very seriously, "This is my honor. ”

Mo Shanshan finally knew that this was true, the feelings were complicated and indescribable, and she raised her head to look at the senior brother, she knew what kind of opportunity it was to be commensurate with the brothers and sisters of the academy, and how much benefit it would bring to herself, for a while, she was a little inexplicably afraid, some sincere gratitude, and more because of the gentle gaze of the other party.

Senior Brother looked at her and asked calmly, "What did you plan to do next?"

Mo Shanshan sat down in a proper manner, and responded calmly and seriously: "I originally planned to meet with the senior sisters and sisters in the Yanjing coalition army camp, and then enter the Southern Jin Dynasty through Chengjing and return to the big river. ”

The senior brother smiled and said: "If you want to go back to Dahe, you always have to go through the Southern Jin Dynasty, but you don't necessarily have to go from Chengjing, you can travel around for a few days when you enter my Tang Realm and pass through Chang'an City, I don't know what you think?"

Mo Shanshan didn't know why Mr. Big suddenly invited him to Chang'an City, his eyes turned slightly, and he quietly glanced at Ning Que, and he didn't know what he thought, and his slightly round beautiful little face instantly had two beautiful flushes.

"Are you going to his Chang'an City?" she thought with her head down and slightly, but the words that came out of her thin lips were something else, and her voice was more subtle than the mosquito buzzing in the winter wasteland, "I'm afraid of delaying Mr. Big's trip." ”

(There are indeed a lot of inconveniences outside, and the head is about to fall off, so rub it yourself, alas.) (To be continued)