master, i like her

The wind was bitter and the leaves were rustling. Baijiu walked up to the fallen purple bamboo, pulled out the dagger that had been pinned to his waist, squatted down, held the bamboo with his left hand, and cut off the branches of the bamboo with his right hand.

Bai Meng stood there watching for a while, picked up the wooden sword on the ground, and walked to Baijiu, "Why did you deliberately make Master angry?"

Baijiu looked up at her, and replied, "Baijiu doesn't know." Thinking about it carefully, it was probably because Sister Shuang left, and instead of saying goodbye to her, she said goodbye to Master. She was sad, so she couldn't help but make Master angry.

But these words, she is unwilling to tell the eldest sister.

Bai Meng didn't ask any further questions, and handed the wooden sword to Baijiu, "I'll teach you how to practice the sword." Baijiu took the sword, put it beside him, and said hesitantly, "Master, can I cut these bamboos first, and then practice the sword?" ?”

There are a lot of purple bamboos lying on the ground, if she doesn't clean them up, other senior sisters will take these fallen bamboos away, Baijiu looked at this purple bamboo in his hand, the color is uniform and the whole body is dark purple, the bamboo joints are straight and not bent, it can be made into many small gadgets.

Bai Meng touched the purple bamboo hairpin in her bun, clang, and pulled out the bronze sword. Hearing the sound of the sword being unsheathed, Bai Jiu's small hand holding the dagger trembled, and shouted timidly: "Elder Sister..."

The elder sister raised her eyebrows, smiled and said to her: "I won't practice swords today, I will teach you how to make hairpins." The bronze sword slashed, and the purple bamboo broke in two.

Baijiu stared dumbfounded at the elder sister, and used the peerless bronze sword to cut the purple bamboo into a five-inch hairpin. Baimeng turned her head to see Baijiu's dazed look, leaned the bronze sword on the bamboo, and stretched out her hand to ask her Borrowing the dagger, "Baijiu, can you borrow your dagger from Senior Sister?"

Hollowing out and engraving these are delicate work. Baijiu's dagger is like a sword and a knife. It is small and exquisite, with a sharp blade, which is very suitable for carving.

Baijiu handed the dagger to Senior Sister without hesitation, "Here, Senior Sister." After a pause for a few seconds, he reminded, "This is the dagger that Master gave me."

"Don't worry, it won't break."

The two teachers and sisters who were studying the Longevity Bow turned around and saw another pair of teachers and sisters squatting on the ground disregarding their appearance, tinkering with purple bamboo, and laughed.

Bai Xijing said: "I haven't seen Bai Meng so childish for a long time." Bai Meng just looked at her, the master and apprentice met eyes, Bai Meng raised the hairpin in his hand, smiling.

Baijiu, whose gaze had been on the elder sister, followed the elder sister's gaze and turned to see the palace master. Then, seeing the master beside the palace master, he felt guilty and disturbed, and tugged at his clothes.

Bai Shaoqin raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said to Bai Xijing, "My little Jiuer is quite obedient."

The voice was neither soft nor heavy, drifting into Baijiu's ears with the wind, a small, intimate voice calmed the uneasiness in Baijiu's heart, Baijiu got up and shouted: "Master——"

Bai Shaoqin nodded to her, then turned to continue studying the Longevity Bow with the Palace Master.

There is a stone table in the middle of the bamboo grove, on which the Longevity Bow lies quietly, with the arrow in Bai Xijing's hand, "I looked through many ancient books, and found a record consistent with the situation that day in a book on Shen Yi Zhi."

Pointing at the body of the bow, the arrow cluster said, "The light golden text that emerges here is the immortal cultivation method recorded on the artifact, or the secret of using the bow."

Bai Shaoqin picked up the bow, turned around to face the east, raised his arm and plucked the string, and made an archery motion, saying: "I thought it was extraordinary, but this bow is just used for this purpose, where is the secret to use it?"

The bowstring was tense, and it took internal strength to pull it apart, let go, bang, the bowstring returned to its original position.

Bai Shaoqin handed the bow to Bai Xijing, "Palace Master, I remember you used this bow before, but it's been too long and I can't remember what it looked like. Shoot another arrow and show me."

Bai Xijing took the bow, put the bow on the arrow, used [-]% of her internal strength to pull the bow away, aimed at the heart of a tree in the distance, and let go.

The arrow, which has accumulated internal strength and bow power, shoots towards the heart of the tree like lightning, penetrates the heart of the tree in the blink of an eye, and continues to fly forward.

"Oops." Bai Shaoqin yelled, jumped up and chased after the arrow with lightness kung fu.

After a while, Bai Shaoqin came back with the arrow, his face was still in shock, he patted his chest in fear, and said: "You almost shot this arrow to the bottom of the cliff." Returning the arrow to the palace master, he continued: "I rushed over At that time, the arrow was stuck on the edge of the cliff, and as long as it was a few inches forward, the arrow would fall."

"Senior sister, the arrow cluster of this arrow is not sharp." Bai Xijing raised the arrow up slightly, "There is no scratch, and it can easily penetrate the tree." Turning to look at the senior sister, she asked: "Senior sister, don't you find it strange?"

It is the same length as the string, put it on the bowstring, and can be integrated with the bow. No matter how you turn it, it will not fall off, and it can be easily removed by hand.

"Oh, I said, don't study it anymore." Bai Shaoqin trembled, and said, "I'm feeling terrified now. I always feel that what I have researched will destroy the hard-won peace now."

Bai Xijing pondered for a while, nodded, and gave up the idea of ​​researching, "You are right, we are all mortals, and this immortal bow is not something we can study, and the superfluous words that appeared inadvertently are just It was just a coincidence."

Putting away the bow and arrow, walked up to Bai Meng, and asked, "Bai Meng, I'm going back. Do you want to stay in the purple bamboo forest, or come with me?"

Bai Meng got up, patted the clothes stained with bamboo leaves and debris, and said, "Of course I'm with Master."

The Longevity Bow was put into the bow box, and the box was locked, never seeing the light of day.

Bai Meng watched the master put the bow box under the bed, and asked: "Master, is it too casual to put the box here?" It is reasonable for such a valuable thing to be placed in a secret room.

"It's easy to forget if you put it here." Bai Xijing stood up straight and clapped her hands to remove the dust.

There were footsteps in the yard, and the whirring of robes flying in the wind. Bai Meng turned her head and saw Jiang Chuyu and Daoist Yunchen.

How could these two people appear together?

Just being puzzled, Yunchen who walked to the door saluted her and said, "I met Miss Jiang on the poor road, and I learned that my classmate is coming, so I came here to say goodbye to you." His eyes drifted to Bai Xijing.

"Palace Master." Jiang Chuyu walked across the threshold to the Palace Master, and said, "A dozen nuns are waiting for Daoist Master Yunchen and Daoist Zhexi at the foot of the mountain."

Hearing this, Bai Xijing said, "In that case, you can send the two Taoist priests down the mountain." Turning to Yun Chen, she said, "Be careful on the road."

After a short farewell, Yun Chen didn't even enter the door, turned around and left with Jiang Chuyu, when he reached the center of the courtyard, Yun Chen turned his head, saw Bai Xijing still standing at the door, was slightly stunned, showed a smile, and said with a smile: "There will be a period later."

"There will be a later date." Bai Xijing watched Yun Chen leave, and felt that there was an unkind look on her face staring at her. She turned her head and met Bai Meng's eyes. Bai Meng asked, "Master Yun Chen is gone, Master?" Are you very sad?"

"Little vinegar jar." Bai Xijing smiled and pinched Bai Meng's cheek, "It's still cute when I was young."

Thinking of the scene of her squatting together with Baijiu to make purple bamboo, the past came back, and in a trance, the seductive face in front of her overlapped with the soft, cute and well-behaved Xiao Baimeng in the past.

Bai Xijing leaned over and kissed Bai Meng on the cheek, and whispered in her ear: "As a teacher, I still like little Bai Meng." As soon as the words finished, she rose into the air, and she was hugged horizontally by Bai Meng.

Bai Meng looked at her with a smile, and said: "Little Bai Meng can't hold Master, but I can hold Master in my arms. Master, which Bai Meng do you like?"

Competing with my childhood self.

Bai Xijing hooked Bai Meng's neck, with a smile on the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, she replied: "Of course I like...the Bai Meng when I was a child."

Bai Meng pursed her lips, and walked towards the bed with her master in her arms, "The disciple has to verify for himself whether what the master is telling is the truth or a lie."

The bed was soft, and the brocade quilt was folded into three and neatly leaned against it. Bai Meng placed Master on the bed, with his head resting on the brocade quilt, his left hand resting on Master's side, and his right hand slid towards his lower abdomen and gently kneaded, "Start here verify……"

The author has something to say: The chapter updated yesterday was repeated by Jinjiang by [-] words, and it was replaced later, which is equivalent to combining two chapters into one, with a total of nearly [-] words. Remember to read it~