How is this possible?!

Qing was stunned, how could that girlish shyness happen to a seven-year-old child? Could it be that Lu Wu's consciousness still remained in Zhen Wu's body?

Qing is even more happy in his heart, this Zhen Dance is much simpler and more hearty than the Deer Dance, the key is to have a good impression of himself, and have a sincere heart to repay his kindness.

A little confused, Qing carefully confirmed again, Zhen Wu did have a touch on his face, what he was familiar with, belonged to Lu Wu's shyness, Lu Wu couldn't listen to love words the most, and he blushed when he heard it, for ten thousand years, Qing Du always liked to tease her, and that shyness proved that she had herself in her heart.

After a long time, when he looked at Zhen Wu, who was staring at him with pure and clean eyes, and was patrolling his face, Qing secretly sighed, calmed down, patted her head lovingly, and changed the topic, he didn't know what the future would be?

"Oh, dance, good, it's going to get better and better, eat it, it's cold...... It's not delicious."

"Uh-huh, wow, wow, wow, delicious, delicious, this is the best thing I've ever eaten, too, good, good, delicious, ......"

In front of Qing, Wu regained the child's true beauty, smiling, greedily gnawing rabbit meat in his mouth, gobbling it up, glancing at Qing from time to time with big black eyes, and his mouth was slurred, completely ignoring the oily mouth and hand.

"Look at you, it's delicious, just eat more, hey, slow down, don't choke, you see, come, drink saliva......"

Watching the dance feast, Qing had a pampering on his face, taking care of her while eating and drinking, while looking at her carefully.

In the past, when Lu Wu had something to eat, she used to eat so boldly, but she was not very interested in food, especially not like to eat meat, but this Zhen Wu loves meat so much.

"Deer dance, Zhen dance, is it one?", Qing was in his heart, and he was asking himself again, he was really confused.

Qing suddenly remembered that the chubby childhood Deer Dance raised by Mu Bai, the second prince of the Devil, and the skinny Zhen Wu in front of him, were of the same age, but there was a difference in knowledge, brilliance and realm, although he could not accompany Zhen Wu to grow up, he should also do something for her.

Qing knew that Zhen Wu had inherited the ability to never forget, and decided to teach her more skills and principles in the limited time they had together.

While eating meat, Wu was hungry and restrained a lot, looking at Qing, who had been looking at him in a daze, but did not speak, and asked softly: "What is the name of the benefactor, where is home......? Can I go to you?".

"Dance, my last name is ...... Ai, you will ...... in the future Just call me...... Master, my home is far away, you can't go, but I will come to see you"

"Master, can I really call a benefactor...... Master?"

"Yes! Yes"

"Master, will you ...... Come and dance, huh?"

"Yes!"

"Wow, master, wow, wow, wow, wow......"

"Uh?......"

The word "master" is sacred in Zhen Wu's heart, she heard A Niu say, worshipping the master is equivalent to having one more father, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a father for life, Zhen Wu's heart, what is most lacking is father's love, and that father's love is like a mountain of peace of mind.

Holding the dance that suddenly threw himself into his arms, Qing was confused, he couldn't understand the dance over the years, he had accumulated too many grievances in his heart, guarding a master who could protect himself like a father, suddenly lost control of his emotions, howled and cried, danced tears and exchanges, and even the oil in her hand and mouth was smeared on Qing's body.

Qing was stunned, hugged the thin body that was suddenly crying, and he was shaking all over, and he was also very moved, and Wu's attachment to him was far stronger than he imagined.

After crying for a while, Mai stopped crying, sobbing and choking, stared at Qing with a pair of big red eyes, and asked, "Then, a word is a deal!" Master, let's ...... Pull the hook, no...... That's how it pulls".

Can't wait to hold Qing's hand, Wu taught him to pull the hook, this is the way she and her partner promise each other, pull the hook, you can't change it, and you can't go back.

was fiddled with by a pair of hands, big tears fell on his hands, and ripples rippled in his heart. The confidante who hasn't been caught up for 10,000 years, has fallen into the world with grievances, and now she has become a child and reappears in her life, she doesn't know anything about the past, but for him, the painful past is just a little more than 20 days ago.

Everything is still vivid, the wounds in my heart are still bleeding, and the good past can never be returned.

In Qing's world, Zhen Wu in front of him will grow up quickly, only one or two months, at most three months, he will gradually grow old and die, and then re-enter the reincarnation, what will happen after that? No one will know?

Qing hates it, but he doesn't know who to hate? Can he hate his father?

The dancing boy's childish concern sounded in Qing's ears, pulling his thoughts back to reality.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Master is fine, are you still eating?"

Qing saw that his hands were being held in Mai's two hands, he patted the thin hand, and responded to her concern that if he could be with her at this moment, then live every moment well, and warm this poor Mai with his love.

"Wu is full, the master is going to eat some too, I'll help the master get the ...... Ah......h

Forgetting that she had a wound on her leg, Mai got up violently to reach the roast rabbit on the firestand, screaming in pain, and fell unsteadily to the fire.

"Dance!"

Unexpectedly, the dance party suddenly got up, flicked his body, stretched out his arms to fall into the fire of the dance, volleyed into his arms, looked at each other, his eyes were full of emotion, maybe the pure eyes of the dance, more attachment, after all, she didn't understand love.

Qing had a little annoyance on his face, and whispered, "Why are you so reckless? If it weren't for the master's speed, you would have been burned, you are like this, let the master, how can you rest assured in the future?"

"Master, I haven't eaten yet, I'm going to be hungry ......", Wu pursed her lips and explained, tears falling down again.

Watching Wu cry, Qing felt a little pain in his heart, he had many children and loved them, but none of them, like the girl in front of him, made him feel distressed and pitiful, put Wu back and sit down, and said softly: "Dance, be good, know how to care about the master, master, blame you, don't cry, okay?"

"Master, haven't you eaten yet, you'll be hungry."

Looking at Zhen Wu, who was wronged, had always cared about himself not eating, and was afraid that he would be hungry, he felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and kissed him with some emotion, and the big tearful eyes like a conversation, bitter tears instantly filled his mouth, and went straight to Qingxin Zheng

"Good, master, I'm really not hungry, go outside the cave to bask in the sun, okay?"

"Good!"

Dance's face was like the rain of June, coming and going faster, and she agreed.

Picking up the dance that was thinking about himself, Qing was very moved and emotional. Of course, Zhen Wu wouldn't know that as long as he wanted, he could live without eating for the rest of his life, and she was the same in her previous life, because they were immortals. And when she fell into the mortal world, she only knew that if she didn't eat for a day, she would be hungry, and if she didn't eat for a few days, she would starve to death.

Qing unconsciously compared, just from the point of caring about people, Zhen Wu is much stronger than Deer Dance, the previous Deer Dance was always waiting to be cared for by others, trivial things, she never remembered, and she couldn't attract her attention.

Hugged Zhen Wu to a big stone and sat down, Qing Ye sat down, hugged her, turned around, helped her wipe the tears on her face, and said softly: "Wu, the master once knew a girl who was as smart and beautiful as you, she turned out to be ...... I also love to cry, and later, even if I am wronged, I rarely cry again."

"Why? She doesn't cry anymore?"

"Because of her, tears ...... It's the most useless thing, crying won't solve anything, and it will make you more sad, rather than crying sadly...... Why don't you do something to make yourself ...... Better"

"How......? For the better?"

"Reading Mingzhi, practicing martial arts to protect the family, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting...... Tao himself entertains others, what to do...... But that's not all."

Wu admires her master, she always feels ashamed of herself in front of him, she wants to be better and worthy of him.

"Master, I want to learn, I want to make myself ...... Become better and be like a master...... In the future, I will no longer cry like my master and friend."

The phrase "master's friend" evokes Qing's sadness, not to mention a friend"? Lu Wu is a friend, a confidant, a partner of his soul, and a confidant lover he has not yet married, and it is the pain that he can't ask for.

"Dance, master, teach you to play the flute"

"Good!"

Bathed in the bright sunshine, the dance exudes brilliance, like the deer dance that has passed, the brilliance of the body is the same, and the inner voice tells Qing, "Cherish the people in front of you! Don't leave any regrets, the same look, the same soul, she just forgot the past, then start again."

Seeing that Qing waved his sleeves, he conjured a turquoise flute, and she was stunned, she opened Qing's sleeves to see how many things were hidden in it, because she saw that the master waved his sleeves, and there was something in his hand, and now she couldn't understand this.

Seeing Wu's bewildering and pleasing appearance, Qing was amused, and suddenly thought of the cute Bailu, who had also flipped his sleeves like this to find delicious fruits, and his cute appearance was the same.

In his previous life, Lu Wu read too many books and understood too much, and when he quoted scriptures, he often couldn't resist it, but his self-esteem was troubled, and he had to hold on to the shelf. And the deer dance in front of him, like a look at the clear pool water at the bottom, is simple, pure and refreshing.

The flute that Qing took out was really the one that Wu had been using in her previous life, and it was the jade flute that Guiyan gave her. Qing learned to play the flute when he was a child, but he learned too much and his interest was not there, so he put it aside, but it was more than enough to teach Zhen Wu at this time.

What makes Qing staggering is that Zhen Wu, who is ignorant and confused, is amazingly fast in learning to play the flute, and she can play it once and for a while, she can play a very beautiful tune, and she shows her love for the jade flute.

Qing secretly sighed to himself, this shadow of the previous life will eventually leave traceable traces in the next life, otherwise it cannot be explained, there are the same preferences, understandings and qualities in different bodies.

"This flute is yours"

"I?!", Wu hesitated, this jade flute is very good at first glance, it must be very valuable, she is afraid that she will not be able to hide it well.

Qing began to inspect Mai's wounds, looked at her listlessly, and said, "You're afraid, your father...... Sold the flute?".

Mai felt that the master was simply stunned and blurted out, "How does the master know?".

"Because, a master is a master!"

"Ah?......h

"Dance, you can't dare to have and fight for what you want because you're afraid"

"Uh-huh?......"

Seeing that Wu was confused, Qing tapped her on the head, and then tapped her heart with his finger, and continued: "Wu, as long as you put your mind to it, you will make things ...... Do what you envision, and don't, let the problems in front of you block your eyes...... And the path you are going to take. Perhaps, you can't understand it all now, but you must remember these words of the master."

"Master, Wu remember, in the future, I will use my brain and heart to do things well, this flute, I want! This is my favorite master...... Give it to me, I will use my life...... Protect it, practice more tunes at the ball, and blow it to the master."

Looking at the resolute dance, Qing smiled.