Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the year is unknown in cold and heat.

That day when Wei Xunyu went back to the mountain with his sword and looked up at the sky, he suddenly remembered that the day when he was walking on the road with Xiao Yi in his arms, it was the same sky.

He wanted to find a post station for Xiao Yi to avoid the sun, and then met the master, and took Xiao Yi back to the mountain.

Before I knew it, three years had passed.

In the past three years, Wei Xun was really too busy. He was so busy that he didn't have time to think about why his senior brother had to snatch Xiao Yi away. But now that he was too busy, thinking about it, he thought it was a good thing.

Really too busy.

Master rarely let him go down the mountain before his spiritual veins were fully connected, except for Qingxiu, he served Master around.But now he spends most of his time away from the mountain, and when he finally comes back, he has to seize the time to practice hard behind closed doors. After all, he promised his master that he will take good care of himself, and he will not be left behind.

Thinking about it this way, if the elder brother hadn't snatched Xiao Yi away, I really wouldn't have the time to "take care of him day and night" as I said before.

This time, the place where the master asked him to do the work was in the depths of the Sea of ​​Bumu in the extreme south, it was really far away, even with his ability, when Yu Jian returned, he was already in the middle of the moon.

The first thing Wei Xun did when he entered the mountain gate was to go to the well to drink cool well water. The hot and humid weather in Bumuhai made his body, which is used to the coolness in the mountains, really uncomfortable.

Before he got to the well, he saw a young man lying down by the well.

By the moonlight, it can be roughly seen that a thin body is wearing the uniform light blue inner disciple uniform of the school, leaning against the well, holding a wooden bucket for carrying water in his arms, motionless, as if asleep.

Wei Xun's heart trembled slightly, he had already guessed eight or nine points in his heart, it must be Xiao Yi again.

I don't know who was fined to carry water again, but I was so tired that I fell asleep by the well.

In the past few years, although he is not often in the mountains, even if he is practicing in seclusion or passing by on business, as long as he has half a cup of tea, he will find time to look at Xiao Yi.

He knew that senior brother didn't treat this disciple very well.

This disciple is indeed not in line with his elder brother's wishes.

At first Jiang Fengzhu was very nervous about Xiao Yi, he took him by his side every day to teach him personally, even he never cared so much about his nephew.

But soon, his patience wears out.

First of all, he gave Xiao Yi some simple introductory training methods, but after throwing them at him for several days, he didn't make any progress.

However, the child refused to speak, and Jiang Feng had a bad temper. He felt that the disciple was deliberately disobeying him because of Wei Xun's accident, so he often beat, scolded and punished him.

It took me a long time to find out that the child probably didn't know any other characters except the name, and I couldn't understand even half a word of those mental techniques.

Finally, it took more than half a year to hire a gentleman from the mountain. He was stricter than the candidates who went to Beijing to take the exam. It was not enough to sum up what Xiao Yi was missing before.

After learning how to read and write, Xiao Yi also began to be able to speak slowly, and communication became much easier.

Jiang Fengzhi felt that it was time for this child to repay him with his extraordinary talent.

Unexpectedly, in exchange for daily teaching, this child is not enlightened, his diligence is very slow, and he has no roots of wisdom.

Xiao Yi couldn't practice a simple move that a random apprentice under his seat could learn in three to five days; let alone expect him to have the ability to remember Wei Xun in his past.

In addition, Xiao Yi has a cold personality, reticent, and never takes the initiative to get close to others, let alone sweet words, thanks to his scheming to win Jiang Feng's favor.

As time went by, Xiao Yi was thrown aside by Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng had never seen his monstrous face, and every time he saw it, he felt that Wei Xun was laughing at him.Now that he is not only annoying, but also useless, I simply don't want to see him anymore except to make things difficult for him.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

The master didn't use his thoughts on the right path, so he even taught a group of disciples who worshiped the high and trampled on the low.

When Xiao Yi first came under the door, Jiang Feng was so jealous that his fellow seniors were jealous, but his master couldn't help him.

Seeing Xiao Yi being abandoned like a shoe now, the master often made things difficult for him, none of these senior brothers could make any kind of fellowship with this cold-tempered junior brother, so they just joined the ranks of making things difficult and retaliating against him.

Wei Xun is usually patient, has a good temper, and is very kind to the juniors. He is able to get along well with these nephews. Because of his young age, he is easy-going, and the juniors all call him "Little Martial Uncle".

These nephews and nephews also know the good skills of this little uncle, and they also want to curry favor with him openly and secretly, hoping to get some advice from the little uncle.

Wei Xun grew up in such a deep house and compound, watching his wives and aunts fight for favor and growing up, no less than watching the changes in the court, so he has long been familiar with the world.

Facing this group of juniors, they only strive to have a bowl of water that is fair, and it is good if they are not close or estranged.

It happened that Xiao Yi was brought back by Wei Xun, and Wei Xun was even more afraid that if he took care of Xiao Yi too obviously, it would make it harder for Xiao Yi to be a man among the juniors.So whether he retreated to practice, or came back to take a look at some time, he would come and go quietly in the middle of the night.

Xiao Yi was fined to chop all the firewood before he could go to sleep, so Wei Xun came out at night to secretly help him chop firewood.

When the brothers drove Xiao Yi out and had no place to sleep, Wei Xun would carry Xiao Yi, who was sleeping on the porch, into the room, and quietly carry him out half an hour earlier in the morning.

In winter, when the senior brothers needed to take a bath, Xiao Yi had to boil water for everyone alone. Wei Xun watched him stick to the cattail fan and stand by the stove, drooping his head while sleeping and shaking the fan, and could only gather his spirit helplessly. Let the water boil in an instant, and then pat him on the back to tell him that the water is boiling.

Or, like today, Xiao Yi must have done something and was fined to fill up all the water tanks.

Wei Xun shook his head helplessly, walked forward, stretched out two fingers, opened his lips and teeth lightly, and filled all the big tanks in an instant.

In fact, such things as carrying water and chopping firewood are nothing more than finger movements for people with a little cultivation, leaving them to these junior disciples is nothing more than to exercise their physique, and to teach them to appreciate the difficulty of life and to concentrate more on cultivation. habit.

This was originally a good intention passed down from the seniors of the sect, but it has become a tool for mutual rivalry between the brothers of the same sect.

In fact, when Wei Xun first entered the mountain gate, he suffered from such crimes. It's just that his cultivation base has improved too fast, and these things will soon only need to move his fingers for him.

However, looking at Xiao Yi who was leaning against the well, Wei Xun could only sigh helplessly, and picked him up from the ground.

Over the years Xiao Yi has also grown into a teenager, and Wei Xun can no longer hold him in his arms like before.

When he brought him back to the mountain at first, Wei Xun thought he was no more than ten years old, but Xiao Yi was already twelve at the time, but he was hungry all year round and looked short.

No matter how much he was bullied in Shangshan these years, it is still much better than the original life, and when he is old, he is also good at growing in size day by day.

Wei Xun knew that Jiang Fengzhi had been competitive for half his life, Xiao Yi's ineffective appearance really couldn't be a good apprentice for him; but this kid's temperament was cold, and he couldn't make half a friend among his brothers of the same generation, so he couldn't help but He sighed softly: "What should I do with you..."

I don't know if it was the sound of talking or the bumpy walking that woke Xiao Yi up, Wei Xun saw that he had woken up, and simply put him down on the ground, and sat down side by side with him on the stone steps, chatting.

"Tell me." Wei Xun reached out and brushed off the dust on Xiao Yi's back by the well, and asked, "Why did you get punished today?"

"Brother." Xiao Yi was still the same as when he was a child, just raised his eyes and stared at Wei Xun, "When will I..."

"It's Uncle Seventh—" Wei Xun interrupted Xiao Yi's words, there was no blame in his tone, but a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, "I only shouted twice back then, and it's been three years now I can’t change my mouth.”

Xiao Yi didn't care what Wei Xun said, but still put people in his eyes and stared at him, "When can I be like you and stop being bullied?"

"Hmm..." Wei Xun stroked Xiao Yi's hair pitifully, "Xiao Xiaoyi, tell Uncle Qi, what's wrong?"

Xiao Yi shook his head slightly and didn't speak. He always had a secret in his heart, and even his closest uncle didn't know where to start.

When Yu's mother locked him in the restaurant, every time he got angry, he would have a dream that it rained fire and burned everything he hated.

But whether he was waking up or in the dream, he didn't feel the pleasure of revenge at all. On the contrary, he felt that the anger in his chest was churning even more, as if he wanted to burst this thin body.

At that time, he felt that he might be losing his mind and going crazy, so he ran away recklessly again and again.

After going up the mountain, he thought everything was over, but the nightmare still didn't leave him, and he could always get angry for any little thing around him.

Although he was cold on the outside, he buried all his hatred in his heart.

He was afraid that he would lose his mind one day.

He wanted to ask Wei Xun, if I was crazy, would you still care about me?Will you forgive me if I make a big mistake?

But when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, and he was still afraid of being rejected by that person.

In my heart, I just want to stay with the little uncle for a while, only when he is next to the little uncle can calm down his anger a little, and only when sleeping next to the little uncle will the nightmare let him go temporarily.

"Brother...Little Martial Uncle, I'm sleepy."

Unwilling to continue thinking about it, Xiao Yi patted his buttocks and stood up.

"Then let's go." Wei Xun also got up from the stone steps, "The water is also full, Seventh Master Uncle will take you back to sleep."

"Brother...hug."

Wei Xun got up and stood in front of Xiao Yi, raised his hand and gestured on the top of Xiao Yi's head and his chest, "How grown up, this year will be fifteen... Speaking of age, why have you never seen your birthday? "

"My parents died early, and I only know the approximate age, not the date of birth." Xiao Yi said calmly.

Wei Xun didn't answer immediately, he walked forward a few steps, looked at the sky without looking back, and said: "Then let's count from the day I picked you up. Birthday, give a hair tie ceremony. Look at your hair, it hasn't been tied up all these years."

Seeing that Wei Xun was walking forward while talking, and didn't intend to turn around to talk to him, Xiao Yi seemed not interested in the matter of his birthday, so he murmured: "Brother, my leg hurts..."

"It's Uncle Seven..." Wei Xun corrected himself again, but he bowed forward, patted his back, and signaled Xiao Yi to come up by himself.

In fact, when Wei Xun took Xiao Xiao to see the doctor that night, although Wei Xun tried his best not to see the doctor's examination to avoid suspicion, he still caught a glimpse of Xiao Yi's crooked and deformed calf bone from the corner of his eye.

This seemed to be Wei Xun's heart disease, every time Xiao Yi said that his leg hurts, he would be in front of Wei Xun in every possible way.

Xiao Yi also seems to understand this point very well, and he is unambiguous in his cold temperament when he acts coquettishly.

He jumped onto Wei Xun's back in just two steps, and this set of movements seemed to be very proficient.

Wei Xun put the man on his back and walked for a while, muttering: "You have grown in size these past few years, and the weight hasn't increased. You're still so light, like when I picked you up. It's the same, there's no flesh. I'm so sick of your uncle and my back hurts..."

Xiao Yi didn't answer, he just felt that something was missing in this familiar feeling, "Where's your foot bell, little uncle?"

"It's quiet in the middle of the night." Wei Xun paused and replied, "I'm afraid I'll disturb people's rest."

"Since it is so troublesome, and you have to consume spiritual power to cast spells to suppress the sound, why not take it." Xiao Yi put his head back on Wei Xun's back again, "Anyway, you are tied to that ankle, and no one will look at you through your trousers and robes. See you."

"It was given to me by a wandering monk when I was born. At that time, he told my aunt that it was destined for me and gave me an amulet and then left. The material should not be a rare item, but my aunt saw that it looked so delicate. Carry it with me all the time."

Wei Xun took a step forward and explained——

"After so many years, I don't know when it started. This thing has a spiritual energy. Since I took it off, it will always return to my ankle when I wake up. Even your great master can't explain why, but it's just like this. Animism may have recognized me as master, so I had no choice but to take it with me."

Xiao Yi said lazily, "That's good too, brother, you should remove the spell, there's no one here, I like that voice."

Wei Xunqin opened his lips and teeth and withdrew the technique, muttering, "I don't know when I will be able to wait for you to call me Seventh Master..."

After a long while no one answered, I turned my head to see that the person on the back had already fallen asleep with eyes closed.

He looked at Xiao Yi's face, the delicate eyebrows and eyes were still so delicate, and they became more and more beautiful with age, making people afraid to look directly at them.

The entire face and the facial features on it seemed to be measured and drawn with a ruler. Anything more would be cumbersome, and anything less would be insufficient.

It is so perfect that it has no gender.

It's a pity that they have been raised in the mountains with good mountains and rivers all these years, and they are not short of food and clothing, but they haven't brought a trace of blood to this pale little face.

Now this pale skin is almost transparent under the moonlight, like a thin layer of frost gently applied to the face, it looks more and more deserted, without a trace of fireworks.

He turned his head and walked a few steps before muttering to himself, "Am I benzoin for feelings, you will fall asleep as soon as you touch me..."

The moon and stars were sparse, and the master, uncle and nephew did not speak any more.

Afraid of waking Xiao Yi up, Wei Xun, like that day, practiced two points of skill on his feet, and walked steadily towards his bedroom.

There was a pair of eyes in the darkness, silently watching their backs go away.