Crossing the Book: Raiders After the Villain Makes an Amulet

Bai Heqing's expression was a little dull.

uncle?

Song Qinghe grabbed the script, but did not wait for Bai Heqing to let go, so he was a little at a loss.

Only then did Bai Heqing realize that the girl who was about his age in front of him was sick.

So Bai Heqing let go.

He replied again, "You're welcome."

Song Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, she bowed to Bai Heqing obediently, then stepped back and sat back on the side of the beauty.

In his hand is a supernatural book that has been around for some years.

Song Qinghe frowned as soon as he read two lines.

In the spirit of what Aunt Jun said, not to be ashamed to ask questions, she looked up at Bai Heqing again.

"Uncle Bai, may I ask you a question?"

Bai Heqing: "...."

He was really not used to the gentle and graceful girl in front of him, so she called him uncle.

There is an illusion that he has gray temples!

After a moment of silence, Bai Heqing said: "They all call me Xiaobai."

"Uncle Bai?"

"..." Bai Heqing looked at Song Qinghe's probing and uncertain eyes, pursed her lips, and gave up struggling.

"What's the problem?" he asked.

Song Qinghe got up quickly, walked to Bai Heqing, pointed to the words on the book and said, "Well, there is a city in the underworld,...the capital, I don't recognize that word."

Bai Heqing responded without even looking at it: "The capital of Li [li]."

Song Qinghe lowered his head and read it carefully several times, and said silently, "Li, Li..."

She sat back and continued to read, but after two lines she couldn't read anymore.

He looked up at Bai Heqing.

The man is looking at the distant garden in a trance.

So Song Qinghe lowered his head again.

This uncle Bai looked like someone who didn't like being disturbed.

She frowned tightly, staring at the word.

If she doesn't figure it out, she will feel uncomfortable all over.

But if you don't watch it like this, it also feels like giving up halfway.

Just when Song Qinghe pursed her lips slightly, she suddenly heard Bai Heqing's voice.

"If you don't know a word, ask me."

Song Qinghe raised his head, his eyes brightened, "Aren't you going to bother Uncle Bai?"

Bai Heqing: "...You bring it, and I'll look at it with you."

He kept brainwashing himself in his heart: This is a seven-year-old girl, a seven-year-old girl.

But I still inexplicably miss that gentle and generous Song Qinghe, and that Yingying "Master Bai".

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Jiang Fuyue hurried back to the villa, and went to see Song Qinghe before she had time to change her clothes.

In the end, I saw the harmony and warmth in the pavilion under the corridor.

Bai Heqing broke off a peach branch from nowhere and stood aside.

He didn't get too close to Song Qinghe, he just pointed to the words on the book.

"魑魔鬼魍 [chimèiwǎngliǎng],"

Added another sentence, "魑魔 refers to the ghosts and goblins in the mountains, lakes and swamps, and sprites refer to the spirits of mountains and rivers. In short, they are all monsters that harm people."

Probably children love to hear these supernatural stories.

Song Qinghe looked up at Bai Heqing, with seriousness and curiosity in his clear eyes.

There was still a warm smile on her lips, and her slightly bent eyes were as bright as spring peaches.

"Uncle Bai knows a lot."

Bai Heqing was stunned.

The reason why he is called Xiaobai is that apart from his surname Bai, on the other hand, it is also because everyone always thinks that he has no wisdom in other aspects except sword practice, that is...

idiot.

That's why the ears were reddish, and he only said "hmm" and said, "Keep watching."

"Okay." Song Qinghe lowered his gaze obediently.

Bai Heqing didn't stare at Song Qinghe anymore, but only looked at the greenery in the distance.

Jiang Fuyue looked at the scene on the pavilion, and said silently: "Xiaobai is fine."

After getting along for a few days, she also found out.

Bai Heqing is the one who has truly inherited the "chivalrous style" of Xinling Pavilion.

Although others are not talkative and temper is a bit cold, but their minds are very clean and they are dedicated to righteousness.

It's just that he often does good deeds and is often deceived, so he can't keep money in his pocket.

Song Qinghe is mentally young now, but she had a gentle and quiet personality when she was young, and she can get along with Xiaobai, who is also quiet and well-behaved.

Jiang Fuyue breathed a sigh of relief.

It will take several months for He Lanjing to get the antidote back from Heju Country, and it is impossible for her to stay by Song Qinghe's side all the time.

But she also hoped that someone could help her guard Song Qinghe.

Xiaobai is responsible and capable, so she is at ease guarding Song Qinghe.

Jiang Fuyue stood for a while, then saw Xiaobai suddenly turned around and looked over.

He said something to Song Qinghe, and Song Qinghe closed the book and stood up.

Jiang Fuyue hurriedly cleaned up her emotions, and there was a cute smile on her face.

She walked up to the pavilion and called out, "Sister Qinghe!"

Song Qinghe almost blurted out "Aunt Jun".

Then he heard Jiang Fuyue's voice, and after reacting for a while, he remembered that this sister seemed to have said that she was Ah Yue.

Song Qinghe's face was blank again.

Seeing this, Jiang Fuyue's nose turned slightly sour.

If she wakes up, someone tells her: You are 40 years old, you are in a strange environment, and everyone you met yesterday has changed.

Probably also be at a loss.

Jiang Fuyue stepped forward to hold Song Qinghe's hand, and said as gently as possible: "What book is Sister Qinghe reading?"

Song Qinghe looked at Jiang Fuyue and found Aunt Jun's image on the girl's face, so she also felt kind.

So he responded with a smile: "Uncle Bai borrowed me to read the spiritual stories, there are many words I don't understand, I have troubled Uncle Bai several times."

"Uncle Bai?" Jiang Fuyue was stunned.

Bai Heqing looked away silently, and he was used to listening to the left and right.

Jiang Fuyue: "...."

Seeing Song Qinghe looking at herself curiously, she suddenly realized.

Song Qinghe's cognition really stopped at the age of seven.

Even if she told Song Qinghe about her current situation, Song Qinghe couldn't have the thinking ability of 23 years old.

Only more at a loss and overwhelmed!

Xiaobai didn't try to correct Song Qinghe!

Thinking of this, Jiang Fuyue scolded herself secretly, changed her attitude towards Song Qinghe, completely treating Song Qinghe as a seven-year-old girl.

She pulled Song Qinghe to sit down.

"Qinghe, Aunt Song will come later."

Song Qinghe's eyes brightened, "Aunt Song, is that my mother?"

Although she heard the servant girl say that she was sick, she didn't want her mother to worry, but she really missed her mother.

Jiang Fuyue nodded, imitating the way Song Qinghe coaxed her in her memory, and said softly with a smile: "Yes, but it will be later."

She originally planned to tell Song Qinghe about the Song family's family affairs, so that Song Qinghe would not be confused when facing the Song family.

But now that she realized that she had made a mistake, she gave up this plan.

When a child is sick, he will habitually long for the company of the person closest to him. Sure enough, Song Qinghe relaxes a lot when he knows that his dependent mother will come.

After all, the Song family remarried when Song Qinghe was eight years old, and when Song Qinghe was seven years old, the mother and daughter were each other's most important support.

Her memory also seemed to go back to when she was seven years old.

He also asked with a smile, "Will Aunt Jun come too?"

Aunt Jun is like a second mother to her.

Jiang Fuyue was stunned and didn't answer for a moment.

Qin Guique, who has always had nothing to do with himself and doesn't like to talk to others, suddenly said to Song Qinghe in the tone of a subordinate: "Because Miss Song is ill, Miss Song took Miss Song to recuperate in the villa in Fushui County. Madam is busy with work. , cannot come."