She stood outside the house vividly, as if looking at Shu Yuyue to come, dispelling the night behind her. Qingya looked at her outside the door stupidly, and forgot to invite Hua Qing'er into the house for a while.

"Are you going to look at me like that all night?"

Seeing that Qingya was safe and sound, Hua Qing'er was relieved. But when she looked up and saw him looking at herself blankly, Hua Qing'er couldn't help but say angrily.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sister Qing'er, I really didn't expect you to come to me so late, and I didn't react for a while, it's really rude." Qingya apologized and invited Hua Qing'er into the house.

"Come in, be quiet, Shizun should have fallen asleep by this time, let's not disturb her." While speaking, Qingya took Hua Qing'er to her room.

With white futon on the bamboo bed and tall books neatly stacked on the desk in front of the windowsill, Hua Qing'er paced around the room and said with an old-fashioned face: "The room is very clean." It seems that I am not by your side, and you can take care of yourself. ”

"Master said that maintaining good living habits can reduce the obstacles to cultivation, and I don't know if it's true, besides, I'm not a child anymore, can I still do this little thing of tidying up my room?" While speaking, Qingya brought another stool and placed it in front of the desk.

"Sister Qing'er, please take a seat."

"Why aren't you a child, in my opinion, you will always be a child, but in the blink of an eye, you have grown so tall."

Hua Qing'er walked to Qingya's side, propped up the table with one hand, and gently touched his head with the other. Qingya sat on the stool, raised her head, and saw that Hua Qing'er's eyes were endlessly gentle.

"Hey, is this the bird egg I picked up three years ago, it hasn't hatched yet, and besides, why did it grow so big?"

On Qingya's desk, there is a wooden box, which is padded with dry and soft dead grass, and on top of the dead grass, lies an egg the size of a human head, and the white and crystal eggshell is covered with ice blue patterns, which seems to be some kind of bird pattern.

"Yes, I brought it back to Shaking Light Peak three years ago, and at first it grew very fast, growing to this size in two months. But since then, it hasn't moved at all, so I put it on my desk, and now three years later, it's still the same. ”

"Oops, it's pretty heavy."

Hua Qing'er picked up the egg from the wooden box, tossed it in her arms, and said to Qingya with her fingers sliding along the pattern on the eggshell.

"You see, the pattern on this egg is so vivid and delicate, and the eggshell is so white and flawless, and shiny, that it seems to me that this little creature must be extraordinary. Just take good care of it, it will definitely surprise you in the future. ”

"I hope so."

Hua Qing'er stretched and casually flipped through the Book of Songs on the desk.

"Hehe, are you here, in addition to your daily practice, do you also want to read and study like a student in the school? Let me see, Spring and Autumn, Analects, Rites, Music, Tao Te Ching, so many, can you see it? ”

Hua Qing'er picked up a book casually and flipped through it, while rolling up her sleeves, revealing a piece of her wrist, and gently grinding away a piece of loose ink.

"The master said that reading 10,000 books and traveling 10,000 miles can communicate with the ancient sages in the books, which will help improve one's mood. Therefore, she asked me to read thousands of books, sages, sacred scriptures, and legends of Zhiwei in addition to practicing every day. On weekdays, the master would also guide me, and if I didn't understand something, she would explain it to me. ”

"It seems that Uncle Liu is really good at teaching you and taking care of everything. Three years ago, you were still a child who didn't know anything, but now you are a superb cultivator, and you have learned to be rich and rich, and you will definitely have a future in the future. ”

"Sister Qing'er is talented and intelligent, and she is far ahead of me in her cultivation, and I hope that Sister Qing'er can always walk with me on the road to seek immortality in the future."

Qingya picked up the pen, dipped it in a little ink, and wrote a small poem on the title page of this book of poetry:

The mountains are high and the water is long and heavy, and the ambition is to the blue sky,

The lonely lamp carries a sword to cross the long night, and the two hearts are the same for less than a hundred years.

Hua Qing'er read it a few times, and said with a smile, "Shibei three days, when you look at each other, today's Qingya is also knowledgeable, if you go to Beijing, you must be named on the gold list." I didn't expect that everything had changed so much in just three years. ”

"Now I haven't seen you for three years, I miss Qiantang, I miss Huayinglou, and I miss my sister." Speaking of this, Hua Qing'er's expression couldn't help but darken.

Qingya herself is good to say, since she was a child, she has lived alone, and she has long been accustomed to loneliness and loneliness, Hua Qinger is just a girl in the flower season, leaving the place where she grew up since she was a child, leaving the flower like a sister and a mother has no intention, and it is inevitable that there will be homesickness.

"Sister Qing'er, when this competition is over, let's take a leave of absence from the two peaks, and go down the mountain to Huayinglou to see how it goes."

"Of course it's good, Shizun has already promised to let me go down the mountain, if I can go back with you, it will be great."

"Well, I'll ask Shizun for leave when I go back, and she will definitely agree."

"Naturally, I will agree, if you are so noisy every night, let alone on vacation, I will throw you out if you don't leave." Liu Bailu didn't know when he was standing outside Qingya's room, squinting a pair of phoenix eyes, yawning, and said softly.

"Uncle Liu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I disturbed you to rest," Hua Qing'er apologized again and again. Then he turned to Qingya and said, "Qingya, it's getting late, I should go back, see you on the main peak tomorrow." After saying that, Hua Qing'er was about to leave.

"Wait."

Liu Bailu staggered over to Hua Qing'er and grabbed her wrist.

"It's so late, the mountain wind is howling, the dew is thick and the fog is heavy, with your seven-fold cultivation of the foundation as the royal object flying, I don't worry, let's spend the night here tonight, I will pass a sword letter to your master." With that, Liu Bailu staggered back to his room.

After Liu Bailu left, the two looked at each other, and for a while neither of them knew how to speak.

"Sister Qing'er, you can rest early, I'll read a book for a while, there will be no competition for me tomorrow morning, don't worry about me." In the end, it was Qingya who held the "Book of Songs" and said with a red face.

"I, I don't have a competition tomorrow morning, I'll accompany you here to read a book for a while, let's be quiet, don't make noise until Uncle Liu rests." Hua Qing'er lowered her voice, her face was slightly red, and her voice was as low as a drizzle.

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound? Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come? Picky and embarrassed, in the city. Not seen for a day, like March. ”

The girl's mellow voice was like fairy music, she held the book, and told the distant story in the Book of Poetry to the young man in front of the table. A wisp of mountain wind blew through the window, causing the candles on the table to dance incessantly, and the shadows of the two of them shook with it. Under the reading lamp, the whole body is the moon; The red sleeves add fragrance.