......

Dusk will not set.

The study ended the exam, Xiao Hong, Xiao Che, and Lao Hei all passed.

After Yu Lao's approval, Dazhi and Da Monster can also live in the study.

It's complete.

From tomorrow onwards, they will be true study disciples.

In terms of cultivation, although it is said that most of the time is in his own hands, after all, being in the study, called the study disciple, still makes Xiao Che feel a little uncomfortable.

The full moon hangs high, and the silver stars roam freely in the sky.

In the courtyard, Xiao Che and Xiao Hong were lying on the soft grass, silently staring at the stars.

Xiao Hong suddenly asked, "What kind of realm have you cultivated now?"

Xiao Che responded, "Move the Spirit Realm." ”

Cultivation path: the first realm, the transformation realm, no confusion, moving the spirit, Yu Mansion, the spirit ruins, the knowledge of the saint, the divine mystery, the realm of the three hearts.

Among them, the realm of the three hearts has three realms: contemplating oneself, contemplating oneself, and remembering oneself.

Remembering me is for the pinnacle of the vast land of this holy continent.

It's a place that fascinates everyone.

Xiao Che also asked, "What about you?"

Xiao Hong: "......"

......

The constellations are scattering, and the night is coming to an end.

But I still didn't feel sleepy.

Xiao Che drank the wine with a chirp, and took two sips to Xiao Hong, who was looking at him, from time to time, and then held it in his hand like a baby.

Xiao Hong gave him a blank look: "You treasure it like this, do you want to lose me?"

Xiao Che shook his head, laughed dryly, and reluctantly handed over the wine jug he was holding in his hand.

Xiao Hong poured a big sip of wine, played with the wine jug in his hand, and his clear eyes stared at his delicate jade hand, as if talking to himself: "Why aren't you sleepy tonight?"

As she spoke, Xiao Hong returned the flask to Xiao Che.

Xiao Che took it with a smile, rolled his eyes and said: "If you can't sleep, let yourself be awake, drink wine, and admire the moon, why bother with yourself." When you want to sleep, you can give yourself to sleep, how comfortable is this life?"

He tilted his head and poured the spout into his mouth, but there was no trickle left.

He is not a man who is afraid of not being able to sleep, but he is a man who is afraid of not having alcohol.

In an instant, Xiao Che Huo Ran stood up and said, "Let's go, take you to eat and drink." ”

Xiao Hong was stunned: "Now?" she smiled and said, "You don't want to look at what time it is." ”

"I said yes, just follow me. ”

Before the words completely fell, Xiao Che's figure was already a hundred feet away.

Xiao Hong smiled lightly, and Qianying followed.

......

The night is faint, and the fog has not disappeared.

The bustling street market seems to be in ruins at the moment.

Kicking away the rotten vegetable leaves and brushing away the dead branches, Xiao Che used both hands, like a flower brushing a willow, and walked with Xiao Hong in this ruin.

After a while, it finally became clearer.

At this moment, the night market has been closed for a long time, and there is still a long time before the morning market, how can there still be people setting up stalls?

It's a small noodle stall.

The stall owner was a slender old man in a gray cloth shirt, his eyes were blind, wrapped in a white cloth, his left sleeve was also empty, and a knot was tied at the half-sleeve, his face was a little sallow, his limbs were as thin as dry wood, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like waves floating slightly with his expression.

He only had one hand left, a right hand.

This hand has once killed people, descended beasts, held a strong bow, and held a sharp sword.

But now, I can only pick up some light things.

"Right old. "Before the man arrived, the voice had arrived.

The old man had long since forgotten his name, but because he had lost his left arm, Xiao Che liked to call him...... Right old.

I hope he can see more of the arm he still has.

But the old man seemed to still have an obsession with the past in his heart, and he added two words after this surname.

Empty sleeves!

Right empty sleeve!

Hearing Xiao Che's voice, the right old man was not surprised, and still nested quietly on the recliner, as if he was asleep, but Xiao Che knew that he couldn't sleep at this time.

Walking into the noodle stall, Xiao Che seemed to be like arriving at the ploughing heart cottage, and he started a fire on the stove by himself, boiled the water, and cut vegetables and seasoned them below.

Xiao Hong just looked at him like this, and suddenly felt that this man's serious appearance was really good-looking.

The right empty sleeve suddenly spoke: "It's so late, why are you still coming to me?"

Xiao Che interjected in his busy schedule: "I can't sleep, bring my friends over to eat a bowl of noodles and drink some wine." ”

Picking up the big bowl and starting to serve noodles, Xiao Che glanced at the empty sleeve on his right, and said, "Old You, how is your business lately?"

The right empty sleeve sighed: "Alas, what kind of business do I care about this old blind man, who wants to come to me to sit down, eat a bowl of noodles and drink a bowl of wine, and willingly drop two copper plates, and say a few words to my dying person, I will be content." ”

Xiao Che smiled: "Actually, the right old man lives very happily like this, isn't he?"

He brought a bowl of noodles and a jar of wine, and placed it beside the right elder.

The right empty sleeve sighed and said with a smile: "There are not many people like you now." ”

Xiao Che was about to say something, but he saw that his right empty sleeve waved his hand, and then said, "Okay, go and accompany your friends, don't continue to talk with my bad old man." ”

Xiao Che took it for a moment, and then retreated.

He picked up two more bowls of noodles from the stove, sat down with Xiao Hong on the table and chairs set up in front of the noodle stall, filled with wine, ate noodles, drank wine, and chatted.

......

There is a clay pot on the window in front of the right man, and every person who comes to him to serve wine or eat noodles will put a copper plate into this clay pot when he leaves.

Although he was blind, his ears were pointed.

He knew exactly who had filled how much wine, who had laid down how many noodles, and who had put down how many copper plates, but he never said.

Moreover, those who come do not refuse.

Although many people are trying to take advantage.

But the right old man never cared.

He even used ear sounds to discern human nature as a game.

But only when Xiao Che came, his ears would selectively rest.

The fog thinned.

It's almost dawn.

After eating noodles and drinking wine, Xiao Che put away the dishes, washed them and returned to his place, and then said goodbye to the right old man before leaving with Xiao Hong.

He didn't leave the copper plate, not because he didn't want to stay, but because the right old man didn't allow him to stay.

- This is also the reason why the right old ear selectively rests.

The candle flame flickered slightly.

Xiao Che and Xiao Hong's backs had already faded away in the mist.

The right old man calculated the current time.

It's almost dawn.

The things he was thinking about had been floating in his mind all night, and perhaps the meaning of darkness was that it was a gentle caress for the deep obsession in the subtle part of his heart.

It's also time for him to sleep.

......

The sun was warm and breezy.

Soon after returning to the study, sleepiness hit, Xiao Hong and Xiao Che simply washed up and fell asleep.

Today was their first day in the hospital, and they still had classes to attend.

But being sleepy is sleepy, as for the course, they don't care at all, or Xiao Che doesn't care, but Xiao Hong and Xiao Che have been together for a long time, and they will inevitably be imperceptibly affected by him.

Dazhi and Dawei cooperated very well and didn't wake them up, because they couldn't wake them up.

Lao Hei got up, and went to class with Dazhi and Da Monster.

It was a long night's sleep.

When I woke up, it was already dusk.

Xiao Che said while washing his face: "Dazhi, what did you teach in class today?"

Dazhi said: "It's about the position of the study and what kind of conduct you need to uphold as a study student for a certain goal." For example, if you want to be a swordsman in the future, you must rather bend than bend, or a sword with a soft and strong character to have life. ”

After taking a breath, Dazhi said again: "It's like ......"

Xiao Che suddenly intercepted: "Dazhi, compared to this, in fact, I am more curious about what the position of the study is?"

Dazhi was silent for a moment.

His eyes rolled slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and then said, "Young master, as for the position of this study, it is actually related to the battle twelve years ago. ”

Xiao Che's face suddenly became very strange, and his expression seemed to be a mixture of stunned and stunned.

Dazhi took a breath and continued: "Hundreds of years ago, Luo Wang Luo Wuji at that time created the Nanxi Study, but now with the growing power of the Nanxi Study, it is already comparable to the Xuanluo Dynasty, twelve years ago, Luo Danqing wanted to reorganize the study and merge the dynasty, and the current dean of the study, Zhuang Nantian, fought with him on the top of Xuansheng Mountain, and finally ......."

Xiao Che took over the conversation: "Dean Zhuang was defeated, because he could not return to the Xuanluo Dynasty for thirteen years, and he could not return to the Nanxi study; ”

Dazhi said again: "What the young master said is true, but Nanxi Shuzhai gradually withdrew from the Xuanluo Dynasty, but it was fate, the study just wanted to teach and educate people for the Xuanluo Dynasty, as for becoming the blade in the hands of Luo Danqing, the king of Luo, the sword of the world, the study is unwilling, but if the dynasty is in trouble, the study will always be the 'pillar' of the dynasty." ”

It's just that King Luo can't see this clearly.

- This is a common problem for kings.

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Che nodded: "And then?"

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