Sending the little girl named Li Xiaoqian home, Mr. Wei plunged into the autumn scenery again, and went back to the academy, looking in a hurry.

Mr. Wei is really a good person, not only took the little girl to see the doctor, but also personally sent her home, and he couldn't be picky about being a teacher.

Can... There's no one at home, so she just patted her ass and left, is it really good?

Qinglin and Jiang looked at each other on three sides.

When Mr. Wei left, he said: Since the two of you are here to visit relatives, then bother the two of you to take care of Li Xiaoqian for a while, her parents will go out for the autumn harvest, and they should return later.

This Mr. Wei is not afraid that Qinglin and the others will do anything hurtful to this innocent little girl...

Thinking about it on the other hand, Mr. Wei knew that Qinglin's cultivation was profound, and he had already done bad things, so how could he wait until now...

I have to say that a scholar is smarter and far-sighted than the average person...

...

Xiaoqian's house is a typical small wooden structure bungalow, judging from the furniture inside, there is no doubt that it is a poor family.

In order to avoid suspicion, Qinglin and Jiang San sat at the door of his house and did not enter the house, the little girl obediently took water with a bamboo cup, carefully handed it to the two, and said: If the eldest brother has something, he can be busy first, and it is okay for her to wait for her father and mother at home alone.

This little girl was born with bright eyes and bright teeth, and she is well-behaved and sensible, especially suitable for her eyes, Qinglin likes her in her heart.

Jiang San couldn't help but praise: "This girl is good-looking, speaks well, and will definitely have a future in the future." ”

Entrusted by people, loyal to people.

Qinglin promised Mr. Wei to take care of the little girl until her parents came home, then she would definitely take care of the girl.

Jiang San brought up the poem again at this time, and asked Qinglin how he was, why Mr. Wei's face turned black after listening to it, and he didn't say a word.

Could it be jealousy of his talent?

But with Mr. Wei's character, this shouldn't be...

Qinglin held back for a long time and gave a very pertinent evaluation: "Your poem sounds simple and unpretentious, not amazing, but it always gives people a special feeling..."

"What does it feel?"

"Next..."

Jiang San: "..."

The two waited for an hour, and when they saw the sunset, Xiaoqian's parents returned late.

After knowing the intention of Qinglin and Jiang San, the simple and honest couple was very grateful and made a sumptuous dinner to entertain the two.

After eating and drinking, when parting, the little girl found a rock sugar gourd out of nowhere and secretly stuffed it to Qinglin.

"Big brother, this is my favorite sugar gourd, for you. ”

Qinglin smiled: "Since it's your favorite food, why did you give it to me?"

The little girl flashed her bright big eyes, and replied in a childish voice: "Because Mr. taught us, the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, the eldest brother treats me and carries me home, I will give you my favorite sugar gourd, you can eat it, it's delicious." ”

Qinglin couldn't refuse the little girl's kindness and innocence, and solemnly accepted the sugar gourd and put it in his arms.

After thinking about it, he took out a small crystal clear blue stone from his sleeve and said to the little girl: "Has your husband taught you to exchange courtesies?" ”

The little girl stared at the blue light shining pebble, thinking it was very good-looking, and when she took it in her hand, a cool feeling hit her whole body, and she felt that her whole body was bathed in the spring breeze, which was very comfortable: "That's not it, but I wrote it down, thank you, big brother." ”

The little girl thought for a while and looked at Qinglin with big eyes: "Are we friends like this?"

Qinglin patted her little head: "Yes, of course it's a friend." ”

The little girl immediately cheered and said: "Mr. said, between friends, be honest with each other, I haven't told you my name yet, my name is Li Xiaoqian, the size is small, the beautiful Qian, I love to eat sugar gourds." ”

Qinglin pointed to himself: "My name is Qinglin, the green of the green mountains and green waters, the forest of the woods and the woods, and I also love to eat sugar gourds." ”

"Hey, hey, stop... Stop!"

Jiang San interjected on the side: "I also carried you before, why did you only give him the rock sugar gourd, not me?"

Li Xiaoqian blushed a little when she heard this, and lowered her head: "I... I..."

"What am I, you just see him more handsome than me!"

Jiang San was a little indignant: "I can't mix up in this world, all the big children have learned to look at their faces, alas, how can I live in the future if I rely on my talent..."

Qinglin couldn't help but laugh on the side, and said, "Don't tease her, she's still a child." ”

"Hey, hey..."Jiang San no longer pretended to be angry, and made a grimace at the little girl.

Li Xiaoqian immediately smiled, Qinglin also smiled, the two waved goodbye, the little girl was at the door, watching Qinglin and Jiang San disappear into the twilight, holding the small blue stone tightly in her hand.

...

South of Qingyang Town, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

On the deserted and silent path, two figures slowly walked in.

Jiang San had been thinking about a question just now, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't hold it back, and said to Qinglin beside him: "What are you doing this for?"

Qinglin: "?"

"Since you rescued Mu Li and that little girl in Piaoxiang Courtyard, you rescued Hong Chiyu and those armor soldiers in the dense forest, killed Wang Xin, and now you have traveled thousands of miles to find medicine for Sister Qing, what are you doing this for?

Actually, they don't have much to do with you.

From the beginning, you can just let it go and no one will say anything about you.

But you did all the thankless work. ”

Qinglin smiled lightly: "My grandfather said that people should have good thoughts and never forget their original intentions, since they have encountered it, I think these things should be managed, then it will be managed, what's wrong?"

“...”

Jiang San was speechless.

"It's you..."Qinglin's words changed: "I actually knelt down in public for Sister Qing in Piaoxiang Courtyard before, aren't you afraid of losing face..."

Jiang Sanlao's face flushed: "I'm a stinky scoundrel, my face is worth a few taels of silver, compared to Sister Qing's life, it's a fart." ”

"Then you are in Sister Qing's room, desperately holding me and not letting me out, do you want me to die?"

Jiang San's voice was inaudible: "The main thing is that I'm afraid of death..."

"You're actually pretty good. ”

The first time I heard someone say that he was good, Jiang San was a little embarrassed, and then he thought of something, and his face was full of surprise: "Since I am so good, can you teach me to practice swords?"

Qinglin looked at him seriously: "Why do you want to practice swords?"

This was the third time Qinglin asked him.

Jiang San thought seriously for a while, and stopped talking nonsense as before:

"I want to protect the people I want to protect, I want to practice the sword after success, go to the rivers and lakes, go to the whole Longyin to see, on the way to encounter injustices, maybe I will also draw a sword to help, but I will do what I can, and I want to be like that day and night, travel thousands of miles, at the beginning, travel too empty. ”

Jiang San's eyes were full of yearning.

Qinglin shook his head slightly.

The yearning quickly turned into disappointment, and the expectation just now disappeared, and then there was a grinning face: "I knew you wouldn't teach me, but I also said that I wouldn't learn even if you teach me, sword, that's practiced by girls, and Lao Tzu is not rare..."

Qinglin continued to shake his head, and then smiled: "Sword, I will never teach you, but I have a sword, can you learn it?"

Jiang San was stunned, the whole person suddenly froze in place, his eyes were slightly red, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

"You're really... Willing... Teach me?"

Qinglin nodded: "Actually, it's not that I don't want to teach you to practice swords, it's just that your temperament is only suitable for the sword technique of opening and closing, as long as you are willing to work hard and stick to your heart, your achievements will not be low in the future." ”

Jiang San nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "As long as you are willing to teach me to cultivate, don't talk about your heart, you can dig out your heart!"

The two continued to move forward in the dark night, Jiang San kept grinning and smirking, immersed in great joy, he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "If you teach me to practice swords, will you be my master?"

Qinglin shook his head: "I only teach you the cultivation methods and knife techniques at the beginning, which is considered a point, it doesn't have to be so grand, just call me Qinglin." ”

Jiang San flatly refused: "Then how can it be done, since you can't call it master, then call it Brother Qing, no, Brother Qing, Brother Qing... I don't know if the knife technique you taught me is powerful, what is the name, what is the name?"

"Ba-Knife"