Wu Xing left Qiliang in his small yard to do chores, laundry, cooking, sprinkling and cleaning the room, but he didn't expect that this kid could still enter the kitchen with tools to make things, Wu Xing slowly felt that he was a competent servant, and he was not so tired of him.

It may be that Qiliang doesn't have any talent for martial arts, and it took him more than half a month to find the way to cultivate internal strength, but Wu Xing doesn't care, a little internal force will run fast with light skills, what to do is so powerful, just a servant.

Cui Baiqing's dark hall has been supplemented with new disciples, and Wu Xing is gradually not so busy, she can stay in the small courtyard by herself and do something else, such as flipping through the chess book left by her husband, and playing a piano song that Qiu Yueci once taught.

She also planted an old locust tree in the yard on a whim, and she said that she was unlucky, and she couldn't plant locust trees in the house, and she was particular.

Wu Xing didn't care about those, she sat under the locust tree in a daze, looking at the unknown void with a daze in her eyes, and sometimes she would suddenly say inexplicably, "Seven taels, can you make acacia cakes?"

Qiliang paused for a moment, and immediately replied, "No, but I can learn!"

Wu Xing nodded slightly, "Learn, I want to eat." ”

Qiliang doesn't know what kind of wind Wu Xing has made, he wants to come out of it, and he doesn't want to think about it, now that it's winter, where did the acacia flowers come from.

Huaihua quickly responded to his call, in a quiet morning, quietly came to this small courtyard, opened the window, and saw that the old locust tree in the yard was full of snow-white velvet flowers, a cold air came to his face, he shivered in the cold, tightened his clothes, shrunk his hands in his sleeves, and jumped to the kitchen to boil hot water for his aunt and grandmother to wash and make breakfast.

Trotting all the way left a series of small footprints on the plain white ground, he just lit a fire and boiled hot water, Wu Xing also opened the door, Qiliang habitually raised a smile, "What do you want to eat today?"

"Whatever. Wu Xing replied lazily, she was wearing a thin bedclothes, the white jade was embedded in her forehead, the skin like snow seemed to be integrated with a piece of silver and white between heaven and earth, and the jet-black hair became the only color embellishment on her body, like a cold and unpopular porcelain puppet.

has been together for more than two months, Qiliang has already figured out Wu Xing's taste, since she said casually, let's make sweet red dates and millet porridge.

After breakfast, Wu Xing counted the days and said to Qi Liang, "It's almost the New Year, I'm going back to the mountain for a few days, I left you some money, you can stay in the yard." ”

"I know, I know, I can't go into your room, I can't go out and walk around at will, anything else, the old rule is, I know. In the past two months, Wu Xing has also taken over the task of going out for a few days in other places, and he has not brought seven taels, let him stay by himself, every time he says this, he can't figure out Wu Xing's temper, so he naturally doesn't dare to cross the thunder pool, and he is very well-behaved and obedient, which makes Wu Xing feel a little relieved.

Wu Xing nodded, there was nothing to explain, the goose feathers and heavy snow outside were still fluttering, the cold wind blew and swirled the snowflakes, Wu Xing put on a black cloak with a lotus pattern, held up an oil-paper umbrella, and stepped into the wind and snow.

Seven two faces showed joy, "It's good to go, it's good to go! I'm alone, and no one cares about me, and I don't have to serve anyone, how comfortable I am!"

But after a while, the corners of his mouth fell, usually it was okay, Wu Xing left, he could be lazy to fish, now it is the New Year, he feels a little lonely, every household is lively and joyful, only in this small courtyard, he is alone.

At this time, even if Wu Xing would only bully him and squeeze his labor, he would miss her very much, after all, he only had Wu Xing alone to rely on now, even if Wu Xing was only a nine-year-old and a half-old child.

He didn't know why Wu Xing didn't bring him to the Holy Sect, but he was a little grateful for this, he had already heard that the Holy Church bought children to go back to train as disciples, and practiced martial arts every day.

Qiliang didn't know, he was just an orphan, where did he come from to be squeamish, and he wanted to enjoy a rich and comfortable life, but he didn't want to put in labor and hard work, and he didn't want to put down his dignity and face to make a living in Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

In short, it's a good thing not to go to the Holy Sect, he has reached his general goal of wealth and comfort, and after a while, he will firmly hug Wu Xing's thigh, maybe Wu Xing will find out in his conscience, feel guilty about him, and spill a lot of silver for him to spend.

At that time, he will buy another servant and work for him, and he will only have to concentrate on enjoying and currying favor with Wu Xing.

It's a wonderful life to think about!

Qiliang dreamed, yawned, and prepared to go back to the room to sleep again.

The sound of firecrackers, the new stickers of peach charms, and the lights of thousands of homes, the days of the whole country celebrating reunion have passed.

The four seasons change alternately, the branches and leaves on the old locust tree are green and yellow, yellow and green, go around and around, it is five years of spring and autumn.

Wu Xing's height has been drawn a lot, and she has grown into a girl with slender limbs, only the light eyebrows and eyes, and the white jade between her forehead have remained unchanged for eternity, five years of precipitation, her martial arts have now reached the peak of first-class masters, and Cheng Yanqiu, who is now faintly called the first person in martial arts, can also insist on a hundred moves without defeat.

The only thing that bothered her was the first menarche when she was twelve years old, and she was startled, thinking that something was wrong with the floating life Gu and her body was injured.

In the end, he learned that this was something that every woman had to go through, and when the gentleman said this, Jun Jun still had an unnatural thin red on his face.

Wu Xing frowned, and had to reluctantly accept this fact.

Having said that, there are always a few days of blood on her body every month, which is really uncomfortable, but fortunately it is not her who washes the clothes, but the unlucky servant in the small courtyard.

Qiliang has a sentence to say in his heart, he has persisted in the cause of currying favor with Wu Xing for five years, but there is still no change, whenever he feels that the relationship between the two has become closer, he wants to coax Wu Xing to be on an equal footing with her, and when she asks her if she can call her Awu, Wu Xing looks at him with strange eyes, and then says no.

Qi Liang felt that vomiting blood and three liters were not enough to express his grief and indignation, and he hated to think that if he put this kung fu on martial arts, maybe he would already be a third-rate master by now!

But there was no way, he still had to pretend to be innocent and cute in front of Wu Xing, and he didn't dare to expose the slightest dissatisfaction.

He wondered, Wu Xing even let him wash such important clothes, didn't he treat him as his own?

Knowing that in Wu Xing's heart, the blood shed by the injury and the blood left by the menstrual affair are actually no different, she doesn't think it's a shameful thing, the clothes were stained with blood when she was injured, and they were washed in seven taels, and the clothes in the menstrual event were stained with blood, or let the seven taels be washed, is there anything wrong with this?

No.

Wu Xing felt that his logic was very correct and there was nothing wrong with him.

And seven taels are good to her, and she doesn't realize it, isn't this how it should be?

She spent money to buy seven taels, gave him a lot of food and clothing, and seven taels served her as a servant to repay her, isn't this how it should be?

When Mr. bought her to teach her martial arts, she felt that it was okay to die for Mr., how could she care about the small, ordinary pay.

Wu Xing had just finished an ordinary dark hall task and was about to go back to deliver the file, she tidied up the corners of the black cloak on her body, and said to Qi Liang, "Go out, old rules." ”

"Well, I'll wait for you to come back!" Hearing this, Qiliang showed a bright smile, his dimples were sunken, and he looked like an innocent and cute little boy.

The long ponytail flicked at the back of his head, and Wu Luck flew in the direction of Qutang Mountain.

This time it was just in time for Peng Xueao's birthday, she hadn't been with Peng Xueao for a long time, so this time she decided to take this opportunity to stay in the Holy Sect for a few days.

Peng Xueao's birthday is early spring, it is the season when the willow catkins and poplars are shaking, and when he walks on the road, Wu Xing can't help but sneeze.

When a disciple touched her on the way, he also bowed his head respectfully and saluted, "Martial Hall Master." ”

Wu Xing bowed his head lightly, and the right to make a gesture.

In recent years, Tang Feishuang has selected many outstanding disciples in the training camp and training ground, and they have all been included in the day hall, and the development of the day hall is thriving, and now the scale is even larger than that of the dark hall, and there are more people.

Cui Baiqing manages the dark hall meticulously, never makes mistakes, and has officially changed to the position of hall master a few years ago, and the girl who was originally as light as Ju Rou and graceful and graceful put on a black cloak with flame patterns, and she also has a little more cold and murderous atmosphere.

Wu Xing is already fourteen years old, and the dark hall has enough manpower, so she doesn't need to go to the dark hall to do tasks anymore, today is the last time, and she no longer has to go to the dark hall to receive the file.

Anyway, now that the Ritang has grown, the Ritang is directly subordinate to the sect leader and the young sect master, and the hall master of the day hall should be above the other four halls.

After coming out of the dark hall, it was still early, Wu Xing went to the Ritang to inspect again, Tang Feishuang reported to her about the recent situation in the Ritang, Wu Xing listened absentmindedly, nodded from time to time, and turned the half-drunk teacup in his hand.

After Tang Feishuang finished reporting, he said, "There is another thing recently, I don't know if the hall master has heard it outside, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that someone has seen Xie Tang near the Tianshan Mountains." ”

Wu Xing paused, took off the teacup in his hand, and made a circle on the table, making a crisp sound.

The fact that she has a floating Gu is already an open secret to most people, and as the host of the floating Gu, she has no way to control the matter of the floating Gu independently, and many people know that Tang Feishuang is one of them.

"Do you want to go and see it in person? The Tianshan Mountains are covered with ice and snow all year round, and the terrain is steep, if you want to go, your subordinates should prepare in advance. Tang Feishuang continued.

Wu Xing lowered his head and was silent, the ghost master Xie Tang was already a rumor that few people knew about the rivers and lakes, if he was really alive, I am afraid that he would be a hundred years old now, how could the white-haired old man be recognized at a glance?

There is definitely a problem in this, but Wu Xing can't let go of this possibility.

If so, 1 in 10,000, is this likely to be true?

The trip to the Tianshan Mountains, she is bound to go.

"There is one more piece of news. Tang Feishuang seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Wu Xing raised his eyes to look at him, "Say it." ”

Since Wu Xing wanted to listen, Tang Feishuang also said the truth, "The sect leader and his wife seem to have some contradictions recently, they have been in a cold war for a long time, today's birthday of the young sect master, you are also the hall master, the young sect master and Mr. are blood relatives, only the hall master you ......"

He paused and didn't say any more, but Wu Xing understood that he was worried that he had become a fuse between the sect leader and his wife.

She reassured, "Nothing. ”

Although she didn't get along with the sect leader and his wife much, she could also see that the sect leader was a very easy-going person, there was no arrogance, although the lady was more noble, but she was gentle and kind, and the two had been married for many years, and they had always been Qin Se and Ming, Wu Xing had never seen the two of them blush.

Tang Feishuang should have made some fuss.

Wu Xing was not worried that the sect leader's anger would affect her, but she was worried that Peng Xueyi would be depressed because of this, she felt that after Ah Xue's birthday banquet was over for a while, she would have to accompany Ah Xue to make her happier.

Thinking like this, the time came to noon, she came to Wutong Garden, the table had already been prepared, Wu Xing glanced at it, and did not see the wine.

Wu Xing was a little surprised, but he felt that it was reasonable that he was the protagonist of Peng Xueao's birthday banquet, and the protagonist was under the control of his mother and could not drink, what kind of wine did other people drink.

Peng Xueao smiled when she saw Wu Xing, her cat's eyes were shining, she stood up and was only a little shorter than Wu Xing, her posture was as tall as pine bamboo, and her bones were slender and beautiful.

Wu Xing's skeleton is petite and thin, probably because of malnutrition when he was a child, and now he is fourteen years old, he is still short and childish, and his figure is like a flat plate, but Peng Xueao is different, he was a white and fat jade doll when he was a child, and he looks better when he grows up, he is thin and tall, and his demeanor is beautiful, if it weren't for his eyebrows, he still has a little heroism, and some people believe it when he stands there and says that she is a big girl.

He came to pull Wu Yuki's hand and complained with a smile, "Why did you come, I miss you so much." ”

"It's me late. Wu Xingyu was apologetic.

Peng Xueao smiled, "Tease you, you're not late, I'm in a hurry to look forward to the stars and the moon." ”

The two sat on the side chatting and waiting, and after a while, Cheng Yanqiu and Peng Zeyang came over, Peng Zeyang had an embarrassed smile on his face, half a step behind Cheng Yanqiu.

The Great Elder was the last to come.

When everyone arrived, Cheng Surou announced that the meal would be opened, maybe the information Tang Feishuang said was true, Wu Xing looked at it coldly, Peng Zeyang wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know where to speak, and he gave Cheng Yanqiu a look in a hurry.

Cheng Yanqiu coughed lightly, and then pulled away from the conversation, "Ah Xue is also old, should she move out and live in a hospital alone, right?"