The breeze came slowly, the bamboo shadows swayed in the courtyard of the He family, and the shadows of the trees swayed.

The snow-white paper window reflected the silhouette of Wen Jing sitting cross-legged, and He Yu stared quietly.

The hot cicadas chirp, and the wind is quiet, in the movement and stillness, the light and shadow of the world are instantaneous, the sound is indifferent, and there is no reason.

From the bottom of her heart, Wen Jing's brother is really good to her and has always taken good care of her, but she doesn't know how much of it is true love and how much of it is something else......

In addition to destroying her voice with secret methods after she was born, the biological parents in this world invited a famous teacher to teach alone, and they never treated her harshly in their daily life, and his father and mother were very busy with their work in the cardinal, but they often took time out of their busy schedules to accompany and teach her and Wen Jing, and the love in their eyes did not seem to be fake, which really made her very puzzled.

Thinking of this, there was a long sigh in my heart.

After Wen Jing finished cultivating, she opened her eyes, pushed open the window, and looked up to see He Yu standing on the roof sprinkled with clear light, the moonlight outlined her figure, she lowered her head slightly, and she couldn't see the look on her face clearly.

He coughed in a low voice, He Yu was startled, and his thoughts instantly returned.

Wen Jing's appearance is clear and delicate, his temperament is indifferent and cold, and now he is standing alone under the bright moonlight, because of the gentle color in his eyes, he is a little less cold and alienated

He Yu gathered his mind, smiled, and condensed his aura into one word, "Brother." ”

Wen Jing nodded and asked, "It's not too early, why don't you rest?"

"Stargazing. The words condensed by the two spiritual qi floated in the air

Wen Jing looked at the vast sea of stars, gorgeous and profound, where countless mysteries were hidden, "You are the master of the star array, if you can understand the changes in the sea of stars, then Zhou Xingchen will be in your hands." It's just that the sea of stars is profound and subtle, and the changes are complex and varied, and it is not a day's work to be enlightened. ”

He Yu smiled and nodded, "I want to watch it for a while, brother, you go and rest first." ”

When Wen Jing saw the words condensed by the aura beside He Yu, he was no longer anything.

After seeing the lights in Wen Jing's room go out, He Yu lay on the roof, looking at the silent and brilliant sea of stars.

Wen Jing didn't go to bed to rest, he quietly looked at He Yu's figure, his eyes were as deep as night.

His younger sister, smart and clever since childhood, gentle and quiet temperament, is a very good person, the two are brothers and sisters, living under the same roof, it stands to reason that the relationship should be extremely close, but he always feels that He Yu has a faint alienation blessing for them

There is more respect, but not enough closeness.

He rubbed his eyebrows, maybe he thought too much, some people are more indifferent to life, his sister may be a person with this kind of character.

At this time, He Yu didn't know that his subconscious behavior of keeping a little distance from people would bring trouble to the He family.

The next day, the wind was mild and the sound of cicadas was blowing.

The shadow of the sun slipped through the cracks in the leaves, sprinkling a cloud of silver.

Shen Bujiao and Kong Ming squatted under a tree, watching the industrious ants busily build their kingdom in this mottled world.

Colorful crape myrtles, rich and enchanting peonies, and fresh and elegant gardenias all show their charming style in the middle of summer.

Flowers, birds, fish and insects, sound, shadow, dust and smoke, together make up the beauty of this summer.

The occasional wind that cruisses through the trees caresses the tips of the hair, bringing only unbearable heat.

Shen Bujiao stretched his legs, then stood up and moved his hands and feet, "I'm going to go into the house." "Although I have a cold stone on my body, it is difficult to resist the heat coming from all directions, and the ground at this time is like a big steamer, I wonder if the ants who touch the ground close will feel hot feet?

Kong Ming stared at an ant carrying food several times larger than it and crawled slowly towards the ant nest, and when he heard this, he also stood up and nodded, "It's okay, I'm a little thirsty." ”

The inside of the study room was much cooler than the outside, Kong Ming picked up a box of dried white peach fruit tea from the shelf, sat at the table and began to cook tea, cooking tea takes time.

Shen Bujiao relied on the case to read during this time, she was reading a travelogue, but this is not those apocryphal words, but what real people recorded when they traveled, the roads they walked, the mountains they climbed, the people they met, and the trips to the secret realm were all written about the ups and downs, wonderful, interspersed with her own way of learning swords, not like writing a travelogue, but a personal autobiography.

The author of this travelogue is a sword cultivator, who builds a supreme sword heart, and asks the way forward with the way of the sword.

"Tea is ready. Kong Ming pushed a cup of tea to Shen Bujiao's side.

Shen Bujiao's thoughts were only then recalled, and he smiled and picked up the teacup, the tea fragrance was curling, mixed with the fragrance of white peaches. Seven or eight Chinese update fastest^ computer:/

Kong Ming took a sip of white peach fruit tea, glanced at the book placed on the bookcase, he had also finished reading this book, and he was very interested in the mountains and rivers depicted in it, and he was very interested in the exploration of secret realms, but the writer Lin Chu, who was a sword cultivator, was not very interested.

Shen Bujiao was different, she was very interested in both, and always talked to him with great interest about how smooth Lin Chu's movements were when he practiced swords, the flickering sword light could shine with the sun and the moon, and the informality and ambition of the sword wielder were also very yearning for her.

Shen Bujiao continued to read the book with great interest while drinking tea, she had already read this book once, and she knew the content and plot by heart, but she couldn't help but review it again.

Now what she saw was that the sword cultivator had obtained a spirit sword of her own from the Cloud Sword Sea, and she was very happy and excited.

The October wind carried a slight coolness, blowing the hem of her clothes, with endless leisure and elegant, she held a two-foot-eight inch long sword in her hand, the sword body shone with a cold and sharp light in the moonlight, her expression was serious and solemn, her eyes were sharp, and the sword turned at will, swinging freely.

Kong Ming saw that she was about to indulge in it again, and asked out loud: "Sister Bu Jie, since you like swords, do you have any plans to become a sword cultivator?"

Shen Bujiao twisted his brows and thought, "The sword qi is thirty thousand miles long, and one sword light is cold on fourteen continents. This is a sentence she saw in a book describing sword cultivation, every time she saw this sentence, she felt her blood boiling, excited, how domineering and chic it was

If she also learns swords, will she be able to do the same one day?

All the difficulties in the world, I will break them with a sword.

Thinking of this, she suddenly smiled sincerely, "Yes, I want to learn swords, I want to become a sword cultivator"

Kong Ming also smiled, "Congratulations to Sister Bu Ji for finding the direction of her future efforts! Uncle Shi, they will definitely be very happy when they know it." ”

"In the future, I will be a sword cultivator, you are a Buddha cultivator, let's work hard to see who is more powerful"

"Good. ”

After finalizing this matter, Shen Bujiao's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed, and he caught a glimpse of Lu Qi, placed it on the table, sat down in front of the piano, plucked the strings with his fingers, and the whole person was as clear and clear as the first sunny day after the rain.

On the day of long summer, there is the smell of tea and the sound of the piano.