Rivers and lakes

Han Lu has an arrogant personality, most of the brothers and sisters in the same school call him by his first name, especially when he is a queen.Fortunately, the brothers and sisters are generous, no one cares about this.

But Gu Wuyou listened, and couldn't turn his mind for a while, does it make any difference for whom?

"Forget it." Han Lu looked very annoyed, grabbed the small porcelain bottle in Gu Wuyou's hand, and sat back in his seat.

Gu Wuyou scratched his head. In fact, sometimes he was quite afraid of talking to this youngest nephew, and he always didn't know what he was thinking.

On the second day, at the request of the leader, Han Lu apologized to Duan Ze who had recovered [-]% to [-]%.

Although he kept a cold face, he didn't look unwilling.In addition, Han Lu took out the snow lotus pill, and Duan Ze was so happy that he saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes, and the matter passed like this.

After Duan Ze got out of the confinement on the cold road and almost recovered from his injuries, the juniors in Yijian Valley returned to their bustling appearance.A group of fellow apprentices rushed to morning class with Gu Wuyou.

Another difference between Yijiangu and the Jianghu sect is that although each apprentice has his own master, the homework they study on weekdays is taught by several elders in a unified way, and there will be no discrimination.Whether it's all kinds of classics, or medicinal medicine, or even swordsmanship.

After everyone in class had sat down, Qiu Zhan, Yijiangu's fourth senior brother, walked in slowly, almost step by step.

Qiu Zhan is a very young uncle. Compared with the majesty of the head, the unsmiling second uncle, the threatening attitude of the third uncle, and the always tepid personality of the fourth uncle are particularly amiable.

Naturally, Uncle Fifth is incomparable.That is a person who is not different from the younger generation except for his seniority.At this moment, this uncle, who should be an example for the disciples, was lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

The Tao Te Ching is the most boring, just looking at Qiu Zhan in front of him opening and closing his mouth, clearly talking about all kinds of antidote to a very good person, but the Tao Te Ching is boring to death.

Anyway, there was a cold road in front of him who was sitting quite upright, so Gu Wuyou slept peacefully.

Feng Yan sat next to Gu Wuyou. After listening to the class for a while, she started to wander.Seeing the little uncle sleeping soundly, he became playful, took out the maple leaf used as a bookmark from the book, and while the fourth uncle was not paying attention, gently moved the maple leaf over and touched the little uncle's nose.

"Ah Choo".

A loud voice came from the last row of the school.Qiu Zhan, who was shaking his head while lecturing the Tao Te Ching, looked back, and Han Lu, who was sitting in front of Gu Wuyou, quickly sat upright.

In this way, Qiu Zhan's view of Gu Wuyou was blocked by the cold road.

Qiu Zhan looked at the people in the school, put down his book suddenly, and asked, "Where is Wuyou?"

Everyone in the class looked at the last row in unison.

Feng Yan hurriedly sat up straight, and followed everyone's gaze, looking to the side, Gu Wuyou, who was still asleep after sneezing, behaved more naturally than anyone else.

Gu Wuyou, who was sleeping, shivered suddenly, sat up immediately, and only when he looked up, he saw Fourth Martial Uncle standing next to him, watching condescendingly, if you don't wake up, I can see that you wake up .

Gu Wuyou shivered, and immediately bowed down to please him: "Hello, senior brother." After finishing speaking, he stood up consciously and stood up as a punishment.

Qiu Zhan spoke in a very slow tone. He paused word by word, but with undeniable affirmation: "The old ancestor said really well, your character should be punished. Copy the Tao Te Ching ten times today, and give it to me in the evening."

For some reason, the ancestors had extremely high requirements on Gu Wuyou's character, and he was not allowed to lose his temper, be stubborn, and be stubborn.Once Gu Wuyou had these symptoms, the ancestors asked him to copy scriptures.

From Buddhist scriptures to Confucian classics to Tao Te Ching, it has never stopped in the past 20 years.

Finally, after Gu Wuyou had become a master in emotional control, his ancestors allowed him to practice martial arts.That year, Gu Wuyou was 15 years old.

After hearing this, Gu Wuyou turned his face into a walnut: "Brother, I have to practice swords in the afternoon, and I will be a thug for the third senior brother in the evening. Can I make it this time if you let me go?"

Qiu Zhan said softly: "I have let you go many times." Although his tone was mild, it could not be changed.

After class, the disciples excitedly ran out to practice swords.Feng Yan packed her things, walked over with a handsome face, pulled Gu Wuyou's sleeve to please, and said, "Little uncle, can I help you write?"

Gu Wuyou shook his head: "Forget it, your handwriting is different from mine. Go and play."

Feng Yan shook Gu Wuyou's sleeve and said with a smile: "Little uncle is the best."

Hearing Feng Yan's coquettish tone, Han Lu felt quite uncomfortable, and planned to wait for Gu Wuyou, but when he heard this, he immediately packed up his things and went out through the front door.

Zuo Luo, who was waiting for Feng Yan, came over and snorted: "Don't think I didn't see it, it's clear that you deliberately teased the little uncle, but the fourth uncle found out."

Feng Yan turned her head and made a funny face at her, and flattered Gu Wuyou, "Young master is not angry, I'm just playing around."

Gu Wuyou glared at her, and waved the two of them to get out.

While a group of nephews were dancing with knives and swords, fishing and catching insects in high spirits, Gu Wuyou was buried in the room alone, copying Taoism, morality and scriptures.

Gu Wuyou was the only one in the huge room, Yi Jiangu didn't have so many rooms, and several of the seniors shared one room.Due to his status as a teacher and uncle, Gu Wuyou had a room all by himself.

There is a light fragrance of Ningshen slowly burning in the room.

This is the spice that Qiu Zhan and Gongtai arranged together. It is placed in a small incense burner and often floats in Gu Wuyou's room.

"Water is good for all things and does not fight. It is evil for everyone, so it is more like Tao. Living in a good place, having a good heart, being kind and benevolent, speaking kindly and trustworthily, governing well, doing things well and being able to do things well, and doing good things. The husband does not fight, so there is no preference. .”

Black ink, white paper.With every stroke on the paper, the mind gradually became clear.Even his thoughts were fixed on every stroke and stroke.

Calm down.

Although he didn't say it, Gu Wuyou was very grateful to his ancestors for asking him to practice calligraphy for so many years.Every time he practices calligraphy, he is practicing his feelings and tempering his character.

Gu Wuyou remembered that when he was young, he was not what he is now. At that time, he was paranoid, self-willed, faintly panicked and restless... All these years have been worn away.

When Han Lu entered the door, he saw in front of the desk a slender young man who was as tall as a pine and bamboo, holding a small seal script in his hand, and lowered his head to copy scriptures.

The young man was dressed in a pale green Tsing Yi, and his black hair hung down his forehead.Occasionally, the breeze comes, and the hair dances gently.The brows of the young man are stretched, and the temperament is long and quiet.His face was as calm as a picture of an official, neither sad nor happy.

Such an expression is rarely seen on Gu Wuyou's face, he is like a heartless pistachio, Han Lu came to Yijian Valley for nearly a year, and he has never seen him distressed, he always looks like that He looks kind and friendly, and always smiles brightly.

Such calm Gu Wuyou made Han Lu lose his mind for a moment.

Gu Wuyou put down his pen, picked up the rice paper filled with Tao Te Ching, and gently dried the ink, only to find Han Lu standing at the door.Gu Wuyou smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

Han Lu walked in and said, "I'm here to see if you can help me. Didn't you say that you will be helping the third uncle at night? When will you go?" He took the rice paper from Gu Wuyou's hand and looked at it. With the delicate and regular handwriting on the rice paper.

The font is refined and the strokes are strong.Han Lu liked it so much, while Gu Wuyou wasn't paying attention, he folded the paper and stuffed it into his hand.

Gu Wuyou didn't notice Han Lu's small movements at all. He rubbed his brows and said, "I'm afraid I don't have time to go. Although the fourth senior brother is usually gentle, he always speaks the same. I still finished copying the Tao Te Ching. As for the third senior brother , or you go for me."

"But I have never practiced medicine." Han Lu said.He actually came here to accompany Gu Wuyou to copy the Tao Te Ching, but Gu Wuyou asked him to refine medicine.Naturally, there was some reluctance in his heart, but he never showed it.

Han Lu's character is like a closed ancient well and secluded pool, which is always as calm as water, and outsiders will never know what kind of scenery is under the calm appearance.

Naturally, Gu Wuyou didn't pay attention, he took out another piece of paper, dipped the brush on the inkstone and filled it with ink, and said casually: "It's okay, third senior brother won't let you do too skilled work, with Que Chuan here, You just need to help watch the heat and sort the medicinal materials."

"En." Han Lu squeezed out a sound from his throat, then turned and left.

Gu Wuyou gave a slap in the hand, and looked at the back of Han Lu leaving, feeling a little baffled in his heart.Why was he upset just now?

The weather is gradually getting colder, and the people in Yijian Valley are all cultivated, so they are not afraid of the cold.However, Wenjiang County, located on the outskirts of Qingcheng Mountain and less than [-] kilometers away from Yijian Valley, is a poor county with closed terrain and poor people's livelihood.

Every time the hot and cold seasons alternate, many people in Wenjiang County, including adults and children, will suffer from colds and fevers.Suffering from lack of money to buy medicines, we can only procrastinate.Occasionally, Yijiangu would take some time to let his disciples go down the mountain, firstly to gain insight, and secondly to give them a helping hand.

On this day, the head convened everyone to discuss going down the mountain.In the end, it was decided that Yifeng and Qiu Zhan would lead the way and bring the six apprentices down the mountain.

Duan Ze was going down the mountain this time, so he was so happy that he jumped three feet high, ran up to Gu Wuyou, and asked excitedly, "What does little uncle want, I'll bring it to you?"

Gu Wuyou lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "I can't remember it for a while, anyway, if you see something novel and interesting, you can come back and tell me about it."

Duan Ze tilted his head and asked, "Could it be that you really don't want to go down the mountain, little uncle?"

Gu Wuyou shook his head sadly and said, "No." His tone was firm.

Because Han Lu practiced medicine with his third master uncle Gongtai these days, he learned a lot, plus his calm temperament and excellent memory, he was deeply loved by Gongtai.

Before leaving, Han Lu also came over and asked Gu Wuyou: "Do you want me to bring you something, food or entertainment?"

He asked so selectively, but Gu Wuyou couldn't just refuse directly. After thinking about it, he took out the pills he had saved for a long time from the room, handed them to Han Lu and said, "After you go down the mountain, help me sell these medicines." Now, help me buy a cage for a mysterious beast. It’s big enough.” Gu Wuyou gestured, “I’ve wanted to catch a mysterious beast for a long time, maybe it will be useful after spring.”

Han Lu nodded.

Within a few days, the iron-faced Yifeng carried a long sword and led the crowd out of the mountain gate.Watching them go farther and farther, Zhang Kailing put his hands behind his back and joked, "I really don't want to go down the mountain to have a look?"

Gu Wuyou turned around and glared at him, "Don't try to seduce me." After finishing speaking, he turned and entered the room.

Looking at Gu Wuyou's back, Zhang Kailing smiled sadly, and he sighed softly, "Your time to go down the mountain is coming soon."