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Before he could start writing, Wu Jin ran to Heju Valley by himself. Before he arrived, he yelled, "Where's my little apprentice who is useless? Fatty, where are you?"

Yao Ximu was making stewed pork with bamboo shoots with his sleeves rolled up, when he heard his voice, he yelled: "Master——" ran out in a hurry, hugged him, and cried, "Master! Master, you finally came to see me !" Wu Jin hugged him, sniffed suddenly, and asked, "What delicious food are you doing?" Then she pushed him away and walked to the kitchen.Yao Ximu roared at his back: "Master, you only have food in your eyes, don't you have me! Where's your conscience?"

Without looking back, Wu Jin ran into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the stove, and the fresh fragrance was overflowing. He grabbed it with his hands and threw it into his mouth like running water. Keeping his mouth shut, Yao Ximu snatched the lid, covered the pot, and said angrily, "Don't steal it! I made this for my fourth uncle, and you ate it all by yourself. What does fourth uncle eat?"

Wu Jin twisted his face: "You little heartless person, you sneaked down the mountain by yourself without even saying hello. Now that you are demoted here, I still come to see you from afar, and you won't let me go." I eat."

Yao Ximu felt sour, he had been here for a while, and Wu Jin was really the only one who came to see him, so he lifted the lid of the pot and said sincerely: "Master, then you can eat." Wu Jin tasted it again. A few pieces of bamboo shoots, "The unique bamboo shoots in Sichuan are really delicious. My Xiaopang's craftsmanship is also outstanding. Hey——" He sighed, wiped off the oil stains on his fingers with the rag on the stove, and pulled Yao Ximu went outside the house.

"Well, he's grown up." Wu Jin looked at him in the sunlight, Yao Ximu was wearing a coarse cloth, his hair was tied up with cloth strips, and that bit of precious kindness was wasted into dusty jade.Wu Jin untied the burden on his back, and said as he untied it: "Xiao Shuyu said that you are growing fast at this age, and she was afraid that you would have no clothes to wear, so she asked the little girl in the village to make you some good clothes for me I'll bring it to you." He handed the bundle into Yao Ximu's arms, and continued: "There is a lot of humidity in Sichuan, especially in the mountains. There is also a bottle of Jianggui Wan in this bundle, which is used to remove cold and dampness. You should keep it well. And Gu Yaonv, she said that even though you left the villa, you can't stop practicing sword skills. She asked me to bring you the sword manual, so you can't lose it. She will check your sword skills later, if you haven't practiced well , maybe she will beat her to death. That's not worth it."

"Master, woo-woo--" Yao Ximu cried loudly while hugging Wu Jin, who was still chattering, and the burden fell to the ground. Wu Jin watched helplessly as he rubbed his tears and snot on his chest, and patted him on the back. , Coaxed: "Little Fatty, you are almost 14 years old, and you stand a little higher than my shoulders, why do you still cry like you did when you were a child? My clothes are very expensive, and you cry like this, I How do you see people? I only looked for you when I came up, and I haven’t seen Baihe Envoy yet. Be good, don’t cry, Master loves you! Be obedient.”

Here, Yao Ximu was still sobbing, but He Si had already come, and he exchanged a salute with Wu Jin, saying: "The envoy of Qingyang didn't say hello when he came here, it's a mistake to welcome him far away, forgive me for my sin. "

"Brother He said so, isn't that little brother Zhesha? I rushed over immediately after reading the letter. First, I came here to diagnose you and determine what medicine you need; second,..." He put Yao Ximu on the shoulder , turned his head to look at him and said: "By the way, take a look at my incompetent little apprentice."

Yao Ximu hugged his waist and leaned against his chest, affectionately.

"Haha...cough cough" He Si laughed a few times, his breath was a little messy, and he tilted his head and coughed continuously.

"Yo!" Wu Jin heard the wrong voice, hurriedly pulled Yao Ximu away, stepped forward and grabbed He Si's wrist to feel his pulse, frowning more and more tightly, and said seriously: "Brother He, take a step to speak." Turn back Seeing that Yao Ximu was still standing there, he ordered: "Little Fatty, go back to the kitchen to cook, the stewed meat with bamboo shoots is about to burn dry."

The stewed meat with bamboo shoots was ready, Yao Ximu went out to pull some celery, added bamboo shoots and fried a pot.Tang Miaomiao was hungry and ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.It was past noon at this time, and Wu Jin and He Si hadn't gone out yet.Yao Ximu couldn't hold back, and ran to knock on the door, but Wu Jin's door didn't open, let them eat by themselves, don't worry about them.

"What happened to fourth uncle?"

"Probably something went wrong with the practice. Before in Tangmen, mother also made medicine for dad." She frowned slightly, with worry on her face: "They said I was young, so they didn't tell me anything."

"It may be that the practice has reached a critical juncture, and Master needs to help him." The two each served their meals and ate with a lot of thoughts.

In the evening, Wu Jin stayed at Zhuming Peak and occupied Yao Ximu's bed. Yao Ximu built a bed with a bench outside. Before going to bed, breathing out luck is an indispensable homework every day.

"Master!" Yao Ximu jumped off the bunk, rushed into the room, uncovered Wu Jin's quilt, and said excitedly: "I don't understand something, and I was about to write a letter to Master, so you came, Master, just to be the disciple. Let me give you some pointers." Wu Jin couldn't open his eyes, and was very sleepy: "It's late at night, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"No!" Yao Ximu simply got into bed, and faced Wu Jin face to face: "Master, I can't understand the West Wind Art." Wu Jin was startled by his sudden kiss, gave him a sideways glance, and turned around: "When did you learn how to get under the bed? It means tomorrow is tomorrow, and I'm sleepy as a teacher."

"Okay." Yao Ximu looked at the ceiling, a little disappointed, and at the same time felt that the bed was very warm, and didn't want to go back outside.

"Master." He tentatively poked Wu Jin's arm, and whispered, "I can't sleep." Wu Jin didn't say a word, but stretched out two fingers to brush his sleeping hole, and the world immediately became quiet.

When Yao Ximu woke up, it was already high in the sun. He rubbed his eyes, looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, and said to himself: "It's so late." He jumped out of bed, washed up, and walked to the kitchen consciously, There is still a bowl of gruel and a plate of sour radish left in the kitchen.Yao Ximu was not picky, and swept everything as usual.

There seemed to be no one on the mountain, Wu Jin and He Si were not there, and even Tang Miaomiao didn't know where to go.Yao Ximu walked on the only road leading to Shangxia, the mountains were silent, flowers were falling like rain, and there were occasional birdsong.

"Alas." Bending down to pick up a handful of sweet grass, Yao Ximu went to an apricot tree and lay down, using his hands as a pillow, staring at the pink flowers all over the tree. , "It's so boring!" He thought: "It's too boring. It's boring enough in Luomei Mountain Villa, and it's even more boring here. Jiang Wanzhou is a villain! He doesn't do good things all day long, and he can't get along with me. Drive me here now, no way out. When I go back, I must make fun of him!"

He was lost in thought, his forehead hurt, one after another small stones hit him, he grabbed one, it was pine nut candy!Put it in your mouth, it still smells like roses. "Hey." Yao Ximu smiled towards the tree: "Brother Li, you are here too."

Li Huimao appeared, and he changed his attire again, with a disheveled face, no clothes, and a bundle of firewood on his back.

"You came here so that my brother can find it easily! Even if I take you to drink a flower wine, you can't drink it, but it scares me."

"Don't mention it, it's really unlucky." Yao Ximu frowned, very distressed.

"I don't know, you are from Luomei Villa."

"I didn't know it would be like this. I thought I was fostered there, eating food from his family, and not counting as a member of his family. I didn't know that the young master was stingy, and he would keep accounts for me. I had to pay back as a dead man, and then Just come here."

Li Huimao listened to him talking about the young master's many wrongs, and stopped talking, just took out the bamboo flute on his waist, and played an unknown tune, the sound of the flute was cheerful and melodious, Yao Ximu was fascinated by it, and gradually stopped talking , After a long time, he asked: "It's really nice, what song is this?"

"I don't know either. I heard that the woodcutter in the mountains played it nicely, so I picked it up to play it."

"Brother Li, you are so amazing." Yao Ximu looked at Li Huimao with his chin in his hands: "I can't forget my eyes, I can't forget my ears, I can change my appearance, and I'm good-looking."

"It's not that great." Li Huimao added: "This song can be regarded as stolen. My greatest skill is stealing things."

"By the way, Crane Valley is full of secret whistles, and it is difficult to get in and out. How did you get in? How do you get out after a while?"

"Don't I look like a woodcutter?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yao Ximu's eyes lit up: "Brother Li still has the ability to reach heaven and earth."

"I'm overwhelmed, and you're wrong about one more thing. You've only seen me in disguise. You haven't seen me in real life. I'm not good-looking at all, ugly."

"Impossible!" Yao Ximu was very firm: "You have butterfly bones on your back, only beauties have butterfly bones, it can't be ugly!"

Li Huimao opened his mouth in surprise, because he didn't expect him to say such a thing. "You actually know how to look at the bones, too, no wonder you can recognize my disguise."

"Not only the bones, but you also found that no matter what you become, there will always be a mole under the earlobe." Yao Ximu shook his head very proudly: "Am I right?"

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!" Li Huimao laughed loudly, "Because I made these masks myself, and I wanted to show them off because they were so good. They were not moles, but I carved my name on them. No one noticed, but you little guy with sharp eyes."

He rubbed Yao Ximu's head, then moved his ears slightly, quickly flashed back to the tree, and said softly: "Your master and Heju Valley Master are back, their kung fu is too high, I can't stay long, I will be discovered Yes, you take this." He threw down a small wine glass carved from white jade, Yao Ximu took it in his hand, the tentacles were warm and moist, and the whole body was covered with a hint of redness on the white jade wall, and the pattern of the moon palace was carved on it. It is so ingenious and exquisite that it is priceless even if you have no vision.

"This is?" Yao Ximu asked in surprise.

"Keep it for fun." Li Huimao waved his hand casually: "Seeing that someone loves it more than his life, I want to see what will happen if he loses this thing."

"He loves his life more than his life, why do you still want to steal?" Yao Ximu was puzzled.

"Because when everyone loses a loved one, it's different and it's funny."

"I see. You like to steal people's most cherished things. Last time, that bead was the same. They spent a lot of hard work searching everywhere, and finally found it. Before you saw it, you got there first. And those The sect’s mental method secret book, the more deeply the beloved object is hidden, the more you want to be stolen by others, isn’t it?”

"more or less."

Yao Ximu changed his voice and asked, "What if someone cherishes people most instead of objects?"

"Forget about being human, it's too big to hide." Li Huimao's figure disappeared among the flowers and leaves: "It's too late for me to leave, I'll play with you later."

"Brother Li, you have to come and play with me often." Yao Ximu stood under the tree, raised his head, reluctantly.