Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Lu Xingjun saw that she seemed to be a little fragile, a state he had never seen before.

His first reaction was that there was something wrong with this little girl who suddenly appeared, but he couldn't tell anything if he looked closely.

While picking up the curtain hat, he said: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

This sound just interrupted Tingqiao's thoughts. Her current mood can be said to be very complicated and uncomfortable.

I don't know how to answer either.

The little girl in front of her is very similar to her little niece, and she also calls her "aunt" sweetly... If Zhao Zhao is still around, she should be older than this little girl.

It is said that children are very sensitive and can easily detect the emotions of adults. The little girl tilted her head and said, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

Although Tingqiao tried her best to maintain her usual appearance, when she heard the word "aunt" again, the strings in her mind were still broken.

Lu Xingjun saw that something was wrong with her situation, so he asked the little girl for her, "Why do you call me Master, Auntie?"

The little girl subconsciously wanted to bite her finger, but she held it back at the critical moment, "Who is Shihu? My aunt is my aunt."

Lu Xingjun: "..."

He actually doesn't know how to deal with children.

Tingqiao pinched his fingertips hard to stay awake.

She said to the little girl in a gentle voice: "Where is your family? I will take you to find them."

The little girl's clothes looked very delicate. She must be a child from a wealthy family, and she didn't look like she had been abandoned.

The little girl stayed for a moment, then pointed at the listening bridge and said, "Auntie."

Tingqiao: "..."

Lu Xingjun noticed her sad and complicated eyes.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Master, why don't we go to the inn and have a look."

This child is obviously not someone who has been here for a long time. He must have come from somewhere else not long ago, and he may very well be staying in an inn.

Even if not, you can still go to an inn and ask if anyone has come recently.

Tingqiao also understood what he meant. Normally she would have thought of it, but now her heart was in a mess.

She whispered to the little girl: "I will take you to find your family."

The little girl nodded happily, not sure whether she understood what she said.

"Auntie, hold my hand."

Tingqiao hesitated for a while, pursed his lips, and then reached out to hold the little girl.

I haven't experienced this feeling for so long.

Lu Xingjun followed the two of them silently, still holding the bridge hat in his hand.

When he arrived at the inn, he went in to inquire and soon got the news.

"I heard that a family came and temporarily rented the small courtyard behind Carpenter Lin's house. It's probably them."

"Come and lead the way."

"Yes, Master."

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As soon as they reached the entrance of the small courtyard, someone saw the child Tingqiao was holding with sharp eyes, and immediately ran in to call the host's family to come out.

After listening to the bridge, they stood at the door and waited.

After a while, an old lady was supported by someone and came out, shouting: "Huanhuan, Huanhuan——"

The little girl responded positively: "Grandma, I'm here!"

Tingqiao let go of her, and she ran over to the old lady anxiously.

The old lady didn't care about talking about her. She just touched her up and down and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was back safely without any injuries.

Huan Huan laughed and said, "Grandma, I was just playing with my aunt."

The old lady was doubtful, but now she should first thank the benefactor who sent her granddaughter back, so she walked towards Tingqiao and the others.

"Here... I'd like to thank my two benefactors for sending my granddaughter back. Why don't you come in with me and have a meal, and I'll thank the two benefactors by the way."

When the old lady got closer, she realized why her granddaughter said she was playing with her aunt. The girl's body shape was similar to Xiaoyuan's, and her profile was also somewhat similar.

Of course, adults can recognize it at a glance, but it is not so easy for children.

Tingqiao shook his head, "No need for that, we still have something to do..."

She lowered her eyes and looked at Huanhuan next to the old lady, "I want to know why she called me aunt."

The old lady saw that these two people were not ordinary people, "My benefactor, you and my daughter are similar in stature and face. Huanhuan may not be able to tell them apart."

It turned out to be like this...

Tingqiao bent down and touched little girl Huanhuan's hair, "Don't run around next time."

Then he said to the old lady: "Goodbye."

They left so quickly that the old lady couldn't even say anything about wanting them to stay for dinner.

Huanhuan pursed her lips, "Why doesn't Auntie go home with me..."

The old lady had no choice but to explain to her, but the child couldn't listen, so she had to coax her into forgetting about it for the time being.

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Tingqiao didn't dare to stay too long. One more glance at the little girl would remind him of the days when he took Zhaozhao out to play. At that time, he also said that he would secretly take the little girl with him when he went out to explore the world.

But now she can no longer fulfill this agreement.

On the way back to No Return Mountain, Lu Xingjun kept following her on the left side of Tingqiao, probably because she was absent-minded and not walking fast.

He had been silent and didn't speak, and now he had guessed something. Maybe the little girl was very similar to her family.

Tingqiao returned to the bamboo house without caring about himself, closed the door directly and lay down in the house without caring about Lu Xingjun.

Lu Xingjun did not disturb her. After carefully putting the curtain and hat away, he practiced swordplay nearby as usual, while paying attention to the sounds in the room.

Later in the evening, he went down the mountain again and came back with some food in a food box.

He knocked on the door of her room and asked in a calm tone: "Master, come out to eat."

Lu Xingjun lit the candle and laid out the food. Today's meal time was later than usual.

After he had placed the dishes and chopsticks, Tingqiao also walked out.

Her mood has calmed down, it has been a long time, but because today is a special day, she is more sentimental.

After sitting down and seeing the table full of dishes, she raised her eyes and looked at Lu Xingjun, "From now on, you will go down the mountain to bring food. By the way, there will also be my wine. Fill it up for me and bring it back."

There is no use for it if there are apprentices.

Moreover, he has almost mastered all his body skills, allowing him to survive alone in the deep mountains and old forests.

Lu Xingjun breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously. Her condition seemed to have recovered now, "Okay, I'll note it down."

Tingqiao thought for a while, and there was one more thing he wanted to tell him, "Starting tomorrow, I will fight you. I won't use weapons for now. After two months, you can go to the government to see the reward order. Which one do you think can be dealt with?" Find him, and then throw his head to the government to collect the reward."

Lu Xingjun was not stupid. He understood her intention and nodded, "Xingjun understands."

After Tingqiao finished her meal, she looked at him cleaning up. He guessed that he probably knew why she was acting like this when she saw the little girl, so he didn't mention it.

After a pause, "guess what day today is?"

Lu Xingjun: "?"

"Actually, today is my birthday." Tingqiao said.

Lu Xingjun thought for a while, "Shall I go down the mountain now to bring you longevity noodles, Master?"

Tingqiao laughed out loud, "I haven't eaten that stuff for a long time, forget it."

Lu Xingjun thought for a moment, "Then let me show Master a set of sword moves."

After he said this, Tingqiao wanted to take a look and pointed at her sword, "Try using it."

The moonlight is like water, and the shadow of the sword is vertical and horizontal.

His sword already has his own unique style. Every move seems slow, but the moment it is swung out, it is the fastest and targets the weak point.

Tingqiao looked at her "Sword of Sorrow" in his hand. The sword's power was completely different from hers, as if it had become another sword.

"Not bad," Tingqiao clapped his hands in dignity, "the rest is to be perfected slowly."

"Xingjunhui, thank you Master."

Lu Xingjun put away his sword, but this time he noticed the words engraved on the sword——

【Autumn Water Sword】