Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

In the days of early April, it happened to be the Ching Ming season. There is a saying that "there are many rains during the Ching Ming season", and the south of the Yangtze River has completely fallen into the rainy season.

No, it started to rain again today, the drizzle was so annoying.

Song Xun dragged his long gown and sat alone on the threshold, looking at the apricot blossoms that had fallen all over the ground, the pink and tender, quite pleasing.

A gust of wind blew up the apricot blossoms all over the place.Song Xun was fascinated by the apricot blossoms blown up by the wind, and had to narrow his eyes.When he opened his eyes again, there was a man standing in front of him, a man without a face.

monster?

Song Xun began to guess in his mind, following Lu Hesheng during this period of time, he was no longer surprised by monsters and so on.Sometimes the monsters ran into the Lu family's house, and when they ran into Song Xun, they always wanted to strike up a conversation or something.It was scary at first, but then I got used to it, and it's no surprise now.

"You..." The faceless man approached Song Xun step by step, "Your face is really good."

For the man without a face who can talk, Song Xun expressed that he finds it amazing that he can talk without a mouth. This may really be a wonder in the current world.

"Your face is not bad." This is Song Xun's sincere words. He has never seen a person without face. How can he express the surprise in his heart without complimenting him?

The faceless man covered his face with his hand, and made a 'purrrrrr' sound, like a cat when angry: "You're humiliating me!"

"Not at all." Song Xun shook his head, the wind and drizzle fell into his eyes, he reached out and rubbed his eyes, "You think too much, your face is very strange."

Lu Hesheng told Song Xun that everyone in this world is different, and everyone has their own shining point.And Song Xun is trying to tell the faceless man his shining point.However, practice has proved that this is a very difficult thing to do.Because, the faceless man rushed forward.

"Since you like it..." The faceless man's voice was a bit cold, "Then let's change it!"

However, before the faceless man got close to Song Xun, he was bounced away by a golden light, and a mouthful of blood came out.

Song Xun hugged his knees, with an innocent face: "I forgot to tell you, my master cast an enchantment at the gate of my courtyard. Well, soon..." Before he could finish speaking, Lu Hesheng descended from the sky.

24 The bone oil paper umbrella was opened and hung upside down. Lu Hesheng stood on the umbrella handle mountain with one foot, fluttering in white clothes, which gave him a strangely fairy-like feeling.

"Master!" Song Xun shouted with joy, and he changed from a lazy look to a cheerful one. He jumped up from the door frame and waved his thin arms to greet Lu Hesheng.

Lu Hesheng glanced at him and nodded.The 24 bone oil paper umbrella under his feet spun quickly, Lu Hesheng jumped into the air, and the umbrella slashed towards the faceless man.

The faceless man is not a weak and incompetent character. Every monster who dares to break into Lu's mansion is not just brave, there is no doubt about it.

However, no monster has been able to hurt Lu Hesheng so far.

It was only a matter of time to solve the faceless man. Song Xun felt bored after watching for a while, so he jumped into the room and brought out a plate of peach blossom crisps. While eating peach blossom crisps, he watched Lu Hesheng fight monsters.

The 12-year-old Song Xun has already distinguished what is beautiful and what is ugly. Looking at Lu Hesheng from his perspective, he only feels that his eyes are white and handsome, no matter how he looks.

In my childhood memory, 12-year-old Lu Hesheng turned to six-year-old Song Xun, and that should have been a hatred.However, when memory collided with reality, Lu Hesheng tried his best to protect 12-year-old Song Xun, and Song Xun had nothing but joy in his heart.

Saving him is a matter of affection or not saving him is duty.

During the days of wandering abroad, Song Xun saw such a fact clearly.And Lu Hesheng gave Song Xun too much affection, even surpassing Lu Qinghe back then, Song Xun must never forget these things.

Song Xun was standing behind his 12-year-old self, watching Lu Hesheng with him.The age is different, the experience is different, so the Lu Hesheng in the eyes is also different. The 12-year-old Song Xun only thinks that Lu Hesheng is the most handsome and powerful person in the world, but now Song Xun looks at Lu Hesheng and only thinks that Lu Hesheng was really gentle at that time.

The only one who will work hard for him and do what for him is Lu Hesheng.

He and Qing Huan, in the first life, they stood in different positions. Suspicion and panic made them go to a dead end; I still don't understand my position in the other party's heart, I make a wrong step, and finally hurt each other; in the third life, Song Xun met Lu Hesheng when he was young, and was adopted by Lu Hesheng when he was a teenager. In this life, Lu Hesheng devoted everything to Song Xun time, but Song Xun is not satisfied...

Thinking about it carefully, he Song Xun has never had any good results with Qing Huan, if this is fate, it is really dumbfounding.

You know, there are so many opposites in this world, and it is rare to achieve the same goal by different routes.

Song Xun and Qing Huan may be opposites.

Thinking of this, Song Xun only felt a burst of sadness in his heart.He understood very clearly that some things might really be there clearly.

Qing Huan is the God of War in the Nine Heavens, a well-known figure.As for him, he was lucky enough to have a three-life entanglement with this immortal, and he was not even considered a character, and no one would know his name at all.

Such two people, but they want to be together, they are both men.Heh, even in a dream, I'm afraid such a good thing won't happen.

And things that would never happen in his dreams were happening to him, and he no longer knew what kind of mood he should have other than panic.

Song Xun pursed his lips and looked at Lu Hesheng who was fighting with the faceless man, and a strange thought came to his mind.He thought, how nice it would be to stay in this life so peacefully, Lu Hesheng is Lu Hesheng, Song Xun is Song Xun, two people, he loves him, he tortures him.Even if it is better to die together than the current disparity in status.

The stories in the world always tell that love has nothing to do with status, status and money, but the truth is so cruel.Things like love are really related to status, status, money, and even gender.

How do two people with different identities fall in love?

Song Nanchu and Gu Zhiyuan back then were an example. No matter who they were, whether they were young or in their prime, you were the king and I was the minister, but they could never get together.At that time, Gu Zhiyuan thought that he would lose the world for Song Nanchu, but never thought that fate would turn around. After Rong Hua thanked him, Gu Zhiyuan did not get together with Song Nanchu after all.

You love me and I love you, you and I both know it.You are willing to bear the world for me, and I am willing to betray my subjects for you. In the end, it will only be a one-time affair, and the mountains and rivers will die forever.

The matter of driving away the faceless man was over soon. Lu Hesheng put away his umbrella and turned around, only to see Song Xun leaning against the door and falling asleep with cake on the corner of his mouth.

Already, soon.

Regarding Song Xun waiting to fall asleep, Lu Hesheng felt that he had really tried his best.He has already dealt with the faceless man as quickly as possible.

"Master..." The servant on one side handed over the cloak, Lu Hesheng took the cloak and shook it twice, then put it on for Song Xun.

"Let him fall asleep here, don't disturb him." After Lu Hesheng said this, he had already left Song Xun's yard.

For the practice of spells, Lu Hesheng has forced himself to do his best.But the five elements and eight trigrams array, he has not studied in depth.

The five elements and eight trigrams array is very cumbersome and boring, but to be honest, for ordinary people, the five elements and eight trigrams array is the most wise way to protect oneself.He was going to study for a while longer, and then teach Song Xun these things.

……

I don't know if Ah Xun can read or not.

Lu Hesheng suddenly realized this, and his whole body was a little sluggish.A child who has been begging for a living since he was a child, really knows how to read?

No, you probably don't know how to read characters, right?

……

Therefore, Lu Hesheng discovered the most important thing at present: teaching Song Xun to read and write.

This is really a difficult thing, Lu Hesheng felt that his life was about to face a catastrophe.

Song Xun who woke up did not expect that Lu Hesheng would sit on the high seat, waiting for him to wake up.

"Master?" Song Xun wiped the corner of his mouth and found that he was not drooling in sleep, he was relieved, fortunately he did not lose face in front of the master.

"Ah Xun, from today onwards, I will teach you how to read as a teacher." Lu Hesheng went straight to the point, without dragging his feet.

Song Xun was puzzled, just nodded and agreed.

In the later days, Song Xun wondered why Lu Hesheng had to teach Song Xun how to read in person, why he didn't just find a teacher, which also saved Lu Hesheng the time of torture.When asked this way, Lu Hesheng was in a daze.When he was a child, he was taught by Lu Qinghe himself, from recognizing characters to writing articles, he was taught by Lu Qinghe personally.

Lu Hesheng didn't have a teacher, so naturally he never thought about finding a teacher for Song Xun.

So, this is another ironic past event.

There are many events in the past, and counting them one by one would take days and nights. At that time, Song Xun and Lu Hesheng were like troublemakers, and one thing happened every day.

从12岁到22岁再到32岁，从到28岁再到38岁，这两个人一起度过了20年的光阴。20年之间的事情，足够说上个几天几夜不停歇了。

In fact, many things have long been forgotten, but if you think about it carefully, you can always mention it inadvertently, and then there is silence.

Later, Song Xun, who entered old age, heard Mr. Shu say something like this in a teahouse: People are most afraid of countless small things, and they are most afraid of missing the past. Even if it is beautiful, counting it is painful.The most painful thing in the world is not parting from life and death, not seeking but not getting it, not getting lost and returning to the final hesitation, and not even a shallow marriage. The most painful thing in the world is remembering the past but not getting it right.

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