Chapter 13: Forget the Dust

"Jianghu. ”

Li Qinglian muttered, and then said to Li Changan behind her: "Since you have already apprenticed, then prepare to prepare." ”

"What are you going to prepare?" asked Li Changan.

Asked by Li Changan, Li Qinglian was a little stunned, and slowly turned to look at Li Changan, with a little sluggishness in her eyes.

Seeing this, Li Changan couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart, the old man in front of him was acting too strangely.

However, Li Changan did not ask, but stared at Li Qinglian with blazing eyes.

"Alas!"

Li Qinglian sighed lightly for no reason, and said, "Little guy, if you practice martial arts, you will lose some of your very important things because of this, will you continue?"

"Huh?" Li Changan was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively, "What is it?"

Li Qinglian straightened up and said with a serious face: "For example: friends, brothers, family, and more..."

In the end, Li Qinglian did not continue, but stared at Li Changan with a pair of deep eyes.

Being stared at by Li Qinglian like this, Li Changan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly, "What's more?"

"Beloved. ”

"Click!"

As soon as Li Qinglian's voice fell, Li Changan froze directly in place, his eyes turned slightly, and that familiar face kept appearing in his mind.

It was a deep winter evening, he was only six years old, one day with his uncle on the street to buy New Year's goods, he likes to read street miscellaneous books, accidentally separated from his uncle, hard search to no avail, had to curl up in a ball and hide in the corner of the street waiting for his uncle to find, do not want to, wait for most of the day, just when hunger and cold are pressing, a young girl's voice sounded in his ears, "Little beggar, come, I just have a piece of bread left." ”

"Thanks, no. ”

He just curled up in his arms and politely thanked him, but didn't look up.

Next, I don't know if the little girl was angry or something, but listening to her voice was no longer as sweet as before, but a little more positive, "Are all beggars so arrogant now?"

Even if the little girl said that, he still didn't look up, first, he was not a beggar as the little girl said, and second, his uncle had said that when he was outside, he should not accept what others gave him casually, and he had to guard against others.

"Miss, since he doesn't want it, don't want it, Madame is still waiting for us to go back!"

Another female voice sounded, but compared to the immature girl's voice before, judging from the sound discrimination, the person who spoke should be fifteen or sixteen years old.

"I..."

The little girl seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma.

"Miss, let's go. ”

"On such a cold day, he would freeze to death. The little girl was obviously a little anxious, and as she spoke, she untied her cloak and draped it over the little boy who was curled up in the corner.

As if he felt a hint of warmth, and as if someone was approaching, he twitched slightly, and then raised his head with a somewhat evasive look.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he lowered his head sharply, paused for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back, and raised his head with a bit of timidity and dodging.

"Gollum!"

When he really saw the little girl's face clearly, he really couldn't help it, his throat rolled for a while, and the sound of saliva rolled down.

"What are you thinking?"

Li Qinglian's sudden voice made Li Changan come back to his senses in an instant, his face turned red, and he lowered his head to avoid Li Qinglian's gaze.

In this regard, Li Qinglian was silent, a person of his age, many things, needless to say, he knew that he only had to wait now, waiting for the other party's final choice.

After a moment of dark anger, Li Changan slowly raised his head, stared at Li Qinglian with a solemn expression and asked, "Why is this?"

Hearing this, Li Qinglian sighed lightly in her heart, did not hide it, and said directly: "Your hidden vein is completely damaged, if you practice martial arts, you must repair the hidden vein first." ”

"Hidden veins?" Li Changan was confused, he knew the eight veins of the strange scriptures, but he didn't know what the "hidden veins" that the old man in front of him said.

At this point, when I was puzzled, I also asked: "What does the repair of the hidden vein have to do with family, friends, brothers, and lovers?"

"For a martial arts cultivator, the hidden vein is a hurdle that can never be bypassed, and its existence is something that you can't understand and understand now. Li Qinglian replied to the question.

However, his answer must not satisfy Li Changan.

No, I saw Li Changan's face froze instantly, and he said in a straight voice: "Old man, since you want me to practice martial arts, then let me be clear, don't let me go in a daze." ”

Hearing what Li Changan said, Li Qinglian couldn't help but shake the big pen behind her, and then with a twist of her left wrist, a jade bottle the size of a thumb appeared in her hand.

"What is?" Li Changan looked surprised, he was not surprised by Li Qinglian's trick-like technique, but he didn't understand what was in the jade bottle in the other party's hand.

"Meng Po soup. Li Qinglian said.

"Meng Po soup?" Li Changan exclaimed, his face was instantly filled with incredulity, this kind of thing that only exists in Xianxia ghost stories, how can there be in reality?

At this point, after being stunned for a short time, Li Changan raised his hand and said with disdain: "Don't fucking bluff me." ”

After that, Li Changan's nose twitched, and he continued: "Even if it is the so-called Meng Po soup, what does it have to do with me repairing the hidden vein?"

"Do you think I'm telling a lie?" Li Qinglian asked simply.

Sometimes, however, this is the case, the simpler you say, the more convinced the other person will be.

No, after hearing Li Qinglian say this, Li Changan instantly quieted down, and looked at Li Qinglian with a pair of eyes.

Yes, it's not that he doesn't believe in Li Qinglian, he just doesn't want to believe in himself.

While Li Changan was pondering, Li Qinglian's voice sounded in his ears, "Giving and gaining is cause and effect, and there is giving to gain." ”

Hearing this, Li Changan's heart trembled, and he muttered: "Giving and taking, cause and effect?"

After speaking, he suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, "How is this different from making me forget the red dust?"

The words fell, and a wild laugh, "Haha......"

Li Changan's laughter was not very loud, but it poured into every corner of the room in an instant.

Li Changan's smile can be described as a laugh in the world.

However, in this vast world, how many people can be so lucky to "taste"?

The laughter was still rushing in the air, but Li Changan had already retracted his smile, and was replaced by a cold face, a kind of cold that could suffocate and freeze time and space.

"Meng Po soup, is it?" Li Changan stared at the jade bottle in Li Qinglian's hand and muttered to himself, then let go of the hand and shook it suddenly, and said in a cold tone: "Lao Tzu doesn't believe in you. ”

After speaking, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he lifted a touch of weirdness, and said loudly: "You want me to forget her? ”