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The pattering spring rain fell all day, and the steaming water vapor shrouded the entire myriad of flowers in misty clouds, making it as beautiful as a fairyland.Surrounded by such a beautiful scenery, what Su Weiyun used to do in the past was to immediately spread out the paper and painting utensils to express his emotions, but this day he was no longer in the mood to recite poems and paint.

Just because...Bai Wei left yesterday.

After being in pain for nearly five days, Bai Wei finally ended the torture in this misty and rainy day.

The first person to notice that he had lost his pulse and breath was Baiji.

Su Weiyun didn't know how Baiji could bear it at that time, but when they knew about it, Baiji had already discussed the general burial matters with Ling's head, Sun Lao, and his calm mood made people worry.

"The coffin should be placed on the Star Picking Rock."

There was still a deep chill in the valley in early spring, but Bai Ji never lit the stove in the house. He sat quietly in the front hall of the house and discussed the follow-up details with Su Wei, with an unconcealable tiredness on his face.After Bai Wei's body was changed into clean clothes and covered with a white cloth, he still placed Bai Wei's body in the back room, and hadn't moved yet.

This kind of behavior was a little abnormal, but his expression was too calm, and his words were well-organized, not at all like losing his mind, but it was difficult for people to persuade him: "All these years, what he has been thinking about is Wanhua, even though she is gone now, it is good to be able to overlook the changes in the face of the valley every day."

"It's good if you can figure it out..." At this point, Su Weiyun didn't know what else to say besides arranging the follow-up matters properly.After all, apart from being a little tired, Baiji didn't seem to need someone else's solution, at least not his.

"It's a foregone conclusion, whether you can figure it out... it doesn't make any difference, life is going to go on." His eyes dimmed, and Baiji's tone was flat, but he didn't say any harsh and sarcastic words.

The moment he found out that Bai Wei lost his breath, he thought that he would run away, go crazy, and die from heartache. However, he quickly accepted the reality, and even after discussing with his master Sun Lao, he was able to escape without any obstacles. Start arranging the many funeral affairs that should be done.It's like... his mind is as clear-headed as his heart hurts.

"Sir, Daoist Yong is back and said he wants to see you."

While the two were talking, the door was knocked twice, and then Pei Yuan, who was dressed in black, opened the door and spoke, his eye circles seemed a little red.He is already 11 years old this year, and he has grown a lot in the three years in Wanhua, and now he looks like a teenager.In the past three years, Bai Wei has treated him very well. In his heart, Bai Wei is not only a master but also a family member. Now that this family member suddenly disappeared, although he never cried, he was still silent.

"Let him in." Although Yong Wushu lived in the valley for a long time, most of the time he and Baiji had nothing to talk about.Half a year ago, he left the valley for a wandering, and now he came back in a hurry and wanted to talk to someone. Although Baiji was not in the mood to deal with him, he still didn't stop him from outside.

But when Baiji let go, Yong Wushu rushed into the room: "Bai Zhisu, did you burn it?!"

His blurted words were really rude, but fortunately, Bai Ji was not in a serious mood to get angry with him at the moment. Although he felt that the question was a bit inexplicable, he answered calmly: "Master said that the lingering spirit will not be buried until the first seven days, and now it is the second time." On the second day, of course not."

"It's fine if it's not burned..." Hearing the answer, Yong Wushu seemed very relieved.Then he didn't explain the reasons for his actions, instead he sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

"It's windy and rainy along the way, but it can kill the trail."

"...What did you figure out?" He didn't say anything, but Bai Ji still heard something from his seemingly useless complaints, and his expression froze, and he snatched his cup with his hands.

"The one surnamed Bai is not dead." Looking at the empty hand, Yong Wushu stopped dawdling, and dropped a startling sentence when he opened his mouth.Then, in the silence and disbelief of the room, he took another glass and poured himself another glass of water.When he was watching the astrology more than ten days ago, he found that something was wrong with Bai Wei's star, so he made a calculation, and then hurried all the way back to the valley, without taking a few sips of tea, he finally caught up with him.

He was really exhausted, and he was unwilling to try this kind of way of traveling that hurt his vitality within ten years.

"What did you say?!" After realizing the meaning of the idiot's words, Su Weiyun suddenly slapped the table and stood up. The movement was so loud that it almost broke the most favorite suet carved jade bone fan in his hand. .

"Xiao Daoist has calculated the hexagram through the astronomy, and his life star has not yet fallen, and it is the hexagram of hiding life in death, so there must be salvation." He poured a few cups of warm tea contentedly, and then explained the reason and speculation Read it again, and by the way, did not forget to blackmail Ling Wanjing, who he hates the most, "Ling Wanjing's eyes are broken, ninety-nine percent have said something to your master, otherwise this will not burn paper and will not be mourned , Why stop at the first seven. If you want me to say, after one day of death, the body spots should appear, have you looked at him after covering him?"

After Yong Wushu made this deduction, even Su Weiyu, who couldn't listen to others saying that Ling Wanjing was half-bad, didn't care about it, not to mention that after his heart was ashamed, he was a little dazed when he heard Hope of Baiji.

"...No." To be honest, changing Bai Wei's clothes and covering her with a white cloth has exhausted all of Bai Ji's emotions and courage, so why would she want to lift it up again to see if there are corpse spots.

"If you don't see it, go and see it!" Su Weiyun obviously couldn't wait any longer, looked at Bai Ji and Pei Yuan who were still a little dazed, grabbed one with one hand and rushed to the back room, all the image and demeanor were turned into fly ash at this moment Gone with the dust.

It wasn't until he rushed to the bed and lifted the white cloth covering Bai Wei's body, and confirmed with his own eyes that everything was exactly as Yong Wushu said, that he slumped his shoulders and leaned against the bedpost, with an expression on his face that he didn't know what he wanted. Cry or want to laugh.And Bai Ji caressed Bai Wei's face that was still slightly warm as before, and after a long time, he turned his head and looked at the door, where stood the head of Ling who didn't know when to come.

"Master... already knew?"

"Jiu'er told me about this before he left." Slightly nodded, head Ling only came here after hearing the news that Yong Wushu hurried back.Before Ling Wanjing left, he talked with him all night. About Bai Wei's fake death, he had planned to wait until someone woke up before telling the truth. After all, it would be too cruel to be disappointed after having hope.

However, in the end, people are not as good as heaven.

"However, there are contingencies, and Mu Sheng can't do it without waking up for a day. As a teacher, I don't want you to be disappointed."

"...I knew it...I knew that Xiao Jiu always treated me well, and he didn't want me to be sad." Hearing the exact answer with his own ears, Baiji's eyes turned red and he was about to shed tears.It wasn't until this moment that his heart, which was so painful that it was almost numb, seemed to continue beating again, "Master, did Xiao Jiu say how long it will take for Mu Sheng to wake up?"

"It will take three or four days to say less, and you will wake up after all the properties of the medicine are absorbed." Now that it has reached such a point, there is no need to continue to hide many things, so it is better to take this opportunity to tell the truth about the Heart Gu. Make it clear, "Do you still remember that when Jiuer stayed in Wanhua for more than a month, he often found time to practice martial arts with Musheng?"

"Remember. Mu Sheng's skill has also improved by leaps and bounds after that, and it has improved a lot." Once the sad emotions passed, many details of things came to mind.As for Bai Wei's daily changes, no matter how big or small the bletilla striata is, he is always the one who knows the most, so he naturally remembers when his martial arts internal strength began to improve by leaps and bounds.

"Jiu'er asked him to take a elixir to increase his power." Actually, as a doctor, he did not support Jiu'er's risky approach, but as a father, he chose to believe in his child, " The medicinal power of the pill is very overbearing, if no one guides it, it is very likely to damage the meridians. Jiu'er didn't have enough time to wait for Mu Sheng to fully absorb the medicinal power before leaving, so he sealed the remaining medicinal properties in his body with Gu insects."

"So the three-year period is the limit that Gu worms can seal the medicinal properties?" Speaking of this, Baiji finally figured out the true meaning of the so-called three-year period.It turned out that except for Master, all of them were deceived. Whether it was three years of death or no one could explain it, it was all fake.

"That's right." Probably to reassure Baiji completely, the always taciturn headmaster Ling made an exception today and explained everything clearly, "The reason why Mu Sheng was in pain and vomited blood a few days ago was also because the Gu worm was impacted by the medicine. Wandering around the meridians of his body, bringing the gradually leaking medicine power to the whole body, widening the meridians again. And once the Gu worm dies, it will put him into a state of suspended animation, in case he can't stand the pain from the medicine rushing out."

After quietly listening to all the explanations, Bai Ji was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask the question that was hidden deep in his heart: "Master, what did Xiao Jiu do?"

However, this time, Sect Leader Ling didn't answer him again: "When the Musheng wakes up, the teacher will tell you everything."

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Bai Wei woke up on the evening of the fourth day.

It was raining heavily outside at that time, and the sound was very noisy, but even so, Bai Ji, who had been resting by the bed and closed his eyes, immediately noticed his breathing and eyes that had gradually recovered even though they were weak.

At the moment when the four eyes meet, the joyful emotions have lost the words to express, and only a tight hug can relieve the worries and heartaches these days.Even though the Qingxin formula has been suppressing his emotional ups and downs, making him no longer laugh and cry, but at the moment when he hugged Bai Wei, all the loss and depression are irrelevant.

As long as Mu Sheng is alive and well.

They didn't talk very long that day, because Bai Wei just woke up because of Gu Nuan, Bai Ji didn't talk to him too much, even though Bai Wei seemed to be in good spirits.And in the few conversations, they talked about what happened after Bai Wei lost her breath and consciousness, and the real function of heart-clamping Gu.

Knowing the truth, Bai Wei remained silent for a long time, but looking at his expression, it was obvious that there was more than just surprise.

But in any case, the death limit that has plagued him for three years has passed.Regardless of whether he intends to continue to grow Wanhua or not in the future, at this moment he can finally let go of all worries and pressures and relax for a while.

After Bai Ji stayed with him all night and confirmed that he was fine, he went to the head of Ling the next day.

This time, Baiji didn't stay with head Ling for too long, but when he came back, he had two things on his body.One is a palm-sized mechanism wooden box, and the other looks like an emerald green bamboo pole about an arm's length, with two emerald bamboo leaf pendants tied with long and short ropes wrapped around it.

After returning to the house, Bai Ji looked at the two things, thinking about what Master Ling had said to him, and was stunned for a long time.

Head Ling told him that his current state of being suppressed by the mental method is a necessary process for practicing the Qingxin Jue.Because Qingxin Jue will make the five senses and mind of the practitioner more and more sharp and clear, and the concentration will also become higher and higher. However, the body that has not received exercise cannot keep up with this speed. If things go on like this, thinking will always be overwhelmed first. Emotions occupy the practitioner's mind, and the emotional response will naturally gradually weaken.

Ling Wanjing knew that this situation would happen to him early in the morning, so before leaving, he left the bamboo hidden swordsmanship and green bamboo sword at the head of Ling, and handed them over to him after Baiji broke through the seventh level of Qingxin Jue.Because this sword technique has extremely high requirements on the five senses and concentration of the practitioner, ordinary people don't know how to practice it even after watching it, but it is just right when paired with the Qingxin Jue.The two complement each other, and if there is a breakthrough in concentration, the emotional response will naturally recover slowly.

Although it may still be impossible to be overjoyed and sad, there will still be normal emotions.

Baiji really didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

After all, a copy of the Qingxin Jue is enough to conceive the crime, but now you need to add a peerless sword and a set of shocking swordsmanship, or a elixir for recuperating the muscles and bones?Although the good sword looks like a bamboo pole, the sword manual is written on a piece of gauze as thin as a cicada's wing and locked in a mechanism box.However, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, as long as he lives in the world, there will always be rumors, unless he can be strong enough not to be afraid of anyone's provocation.

But to be honest, he really has no interest in the identity of a peerless master, but he is absolutely unwilling to make him a living doll without emotions, so... it is really difficult to choose...

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Quiet days probably always go by a little faster.

In such trivial entanglements that are always innocuous, time seems to have slipped, and ten years have passed without waiting for people to savor things carefully.

In ten years, even Ling Xiaonian, who has grown the slowest, has grown to about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Not to mention that the little Pei Yuan who was brought back to Wanhua by Bai Wei in the past has grown into a handsome and good-looking Mr. Pianpian.If it weren't for his superb medical skills, martial arts and body skills, and a good school with a famous master who dominates one side, I'm afraid he would have been drugged and fainted by those tough women in the world. Shang Gong was boiled into a cooked duck that couldn't fly.

Nan Mi finally accepted Pei Yun as his disciple as he wished, and there was finally a successor to the priesthood of the temple.As for the matter between him and Su Zichen, you came to Wanhua Valley and I went to the genius doctor's school to chase after these two people, but they really met, but they were just cooking and gathering medicine all day long. Rolling to a couch, I don't know how long it will take.

On the contrary, after marrying Yan Ziyu, the somewhat pungent Forsythia girl is now the mother of three children.

Tang Wanwan, who had been in love with Baiji for many years, finally married a gentle gentleman who treated her very well two years ago. The man's surname was Shu, his name was Yunqing, and he was the eldest son of Qixia Villa, a famous martial arts school.When they got married, Bai Wei and his party accompanied Tang Wuyu, the eldest brother-in-law, back to the Tang gate, and met Mr. Shu, a gentle and gentle man who was indifferent to fame and fortune but very assertive. It is said that he married Tang Wan, who was four years older than him. Wan is the result of his efforts to overcome all opinions.

Although Tang Wuyu always believed that Shu Yunqing was a sly boy who kidnapped his younger sister, it is unreasonable for a creature like sister control, even if he is one of the famous three sages.

As for Su Weiyun...

Well, what can a Prince Xiaoyao who has planned to marry Hua in this life have anything to say.

But ten years, to Bai Wei, seems to be a period of time that can't be said to be long or short.

For example, there are 47 more disciples in the valley, but their respective masters are always missing. In the end, it is Qiu Yunqi who is good-tempered to look after and guide the children.Another example is that the Qianji Pavilion in Tiangongfang has already been completed, but the organs in Guzhong are only a half completed, so there is always a difference.Among them, what Bai Wei remembers the most is the transformation of Bai Ji from the clumsy sword holding at the beginning to the invincible swordsmanship.

Time has brought him far more than he imagined, but the relationship between him and Baiji has never changed due to time.Time seemed to them just holding hands and leisurely walking through a small path in the valley, talking, blinking and smiling, and ten years passed, as short as if they were just having a pleasant dream in the afternoon.

Although from time to time in the dream, his apprentice whose temper has grown crooked somehow will suddenly come out.

For example now.

The figure dancing sword in the shade of trees and flowers in the sun is really a beautiful scene, if there is no figure suddenly popping up beside him and smiling but with a narrow expression, Bai Wei would probably be in a daze for another day.

"Master, you are in a daze watching Mr. practicing sword again." He stretched out his hand and pushed away the neglected guqin in front of his master. Pei Yuan, who always behaved like a gentleman outside, smiled like a Little rascal.It's not that he doesn't respect his master, it's that his master is too crazy to see his daughter-in-law.

"You child, can you be in a daze for the teacher to see your own daughter-in-law in a daze?" Facing Pei Yuan's forehead, there was a snap of his fingers that he couldn't dodge. Bai Wei was not angry at his apprentice's disrespect, but just corrected him for the 180th time. word.Little kid, can the love between husband and wife be called a daze!

"Yes, yes, master, you are intoxicated by the heroic posture of the master practicing swords, you are not in a daze, you are not in a daze~" Rubbing his forehead that didn't hurt very much, Pei Yuan raised his left hand in front of his master Shaking, a piece of wrapped tea cake was hooked brightly on the finger, and the smiling expression was like a wicked cat.

"Then... do you still drink the excellent purple bamboo shoots brought back by the apprentice?"

"Tea keeps people away." As the saying goes, the daughter-in-law needs to see it, but tea... tea also needs to be drunk.

"Yes~ Disciple, get out now, and I will never disturb Master to see your wife~" Pei Yuan knows how to give things to him, no matter how big or small he is, and his master can't tell if he wants to Angry and angry, he punished him to stand upside down and practice calligraphy. He also bought a beautiful hairpin for Yun'er. If his hands were shaking all the time, it would be a bad decoration.

Pretending to watch his apprentice go away with a straight face, Bai Wei turned his face when he could no longer see the figure, picked up the tea cake with a smile and walked towards Baiji.From a distance, he could still hear his words with laughter.

"Xiao Liu~ This child Xiao Yuan brought tea back to honor you——"

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Under the dark night, a man in a blue and white robe with a medicine basket on his back hurriedly rode forward.

In Miaojiang, where insects and snakes wander around and are full of miasma, summer nights are not suitable for traveling. No matter how round and bright the moon is, the galloping horseshoes will inadvertently disturb the poisonous snakes in the grass.The man riding the horse was dressed in a blue and white Miao uniform, his right face was covered by an exquisitely crafted mask from his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, he looked like he was not a reckless person, and he should have known this truth, but he was Still chose to venture forward.

It's as if if you take one step too late, you will lose something extremely important.

However, when he was about to leave the border of the southern border, he still stopped, not because of insects and snakes, but because of a sudden cry of a baby.Frowning slightly, Ling Weifeng looked at the path where the crying sound came from, pondered for a while, and finally pulled the rein and turned the horse's head to look for it.

The path leads to an open valley. There is a spring in the valley. The water surface is clear, and the full moon reflecting the night sky is like a mirror. The baby crying loudly is lying on the body of a white wood tree next to the spring. It is full of fallen white flowers, like a bed covered with snow-white brocade quilt.The white wood fragrance is in the flowering period, and the snow-white flowers are full of branches and trees, like a big umbrella full of fragrance to shield the baby under the tree from the rain and dew at night.

When Ling Qifeng walked under the tree and picked up the baby, he realized that it was a very cute looking child who was only four or five months old.She was dressed in a small black silk dress embroidered with gold and red patterns, with a red gold safety lock collar around her neck, and a fine satin silk swaddle on the outside. It looked like a precious child raised in the palm of a wealthy family.

Perhaps because the warmth of the embrace dispelled the fear of being ignored, the child slowly stopped crying in Ling Weifeng's arms, and only rolled his eyes that were still steamy, looking at Ling Weifeng's face without blinking. Although the face was clear and beautiful but serious, he reached out and grabbed the hair that fell on his body and giggled, which was really very happy.

After tying the horse to a tree, Ling Qifeng carried the child around in the valley, but except for some bloodstains that spread from the grass to the edge of the spring, no other figures or traces related to him could be found.In desperation, he had no choice but to temporarily stop the trip, unload the medicine basket and rest under the tree for the night, only hoping that the relatives of the child would come back after dawn.

It's not that he doesn't want to send the child to the Miao Village to find someone to foster, it's because of his understanding of the Miao people, unless there is a reason to turn it around, otherwise their united and xenophobic nature will never let such a young child Babies are left alone in the wild with no care.I'm afraid that the child's relatives made some serious mistakes, hid the child here when they were injured and ran for their lives, and it is uncertain whether they will come back alive.

Patting the child to sleep, Ling Weifeng also leaned against the tree and closed his eyes.After all, no matter whether the child's relatives will come tomorrow or not, he must continue on his way, and his child is still waiting for him to go back at home.

The night passed quickly, as Ling Weifeng guessed, no one came, but he had to go on the road.

Because the whole journey had to be done quickly, Ling Qifeng tore off a robe and wrapped the child around his chest for safety reasons.The horse was traveling very fast and would inevitably be a little bumpy, but the child was extremely well-behaved and never cried. Fortunately, Ling Weifeng had quite a lot of experience in taking care of babies, so even though he was in a hurry along the way, he still remembered to feed him some soaked rice Soft dough and warm water, and when passing through the town, I would buy some fresh cow and goat milk to take away in a water bag. I never neglected to take care of the child just because he didn't cry or fuss.

And the journey reached its end in this day-to-day smooth progress-Suzhou Miracle Doctor Gate.

When Ling Qifeng tied the horse casually and hurried into the inner hall, an old man who had been formulating medicine in the medicine cabinet rushed up to meet him.The old man with white beard and hair looks like he is getting older, but he is in good spirits. He is Ruan Xun, the second member of the seventh generation disciple of the Miracle Doctor School, and Ling Qifeng's second senior brother who is of the same generation and different teacher.

"Jihe, you are back, have you picked the brook lark?"

"I got it." Day and night, Ling Qifeng hurried back to the door without daring to stop. Seeing that the old man's face was normal, Ling Qifeng felt relieved for the time being, and untied the child who had been tied in front of him and handed it over to him. In Ruan Xun's arms, "Second Senior Brother, please take care of this child and get him some milk to drink. I'll go and see Xiaoyu."

The Xiaoyu that Ling Qifeng was talking about was his son, Ling Yuyu, who was just under two years old.

Because his mother passed away as soon as he was born, and he was always weak with heart disease after being born in the womb, so Ling Qifeng loved him very much.This time, he took the risk and disguised himself to go to Miaojiang to collect the extremely precious larkspur in order to cure his son's heart disease. Fortunately, he knew Miao language lightness kung fu well, so he escaped without any danger.

"Go quickly, Xiao Yu misses you every day these days."

When Ling Qifeng returned to his residence, Ling Yuyu was lying on the couch, leaning against a thick brocade quilt, drinking the jujube and pear water that Sang Zhan fed him, and his pointed face was flushed abnormally.

When Sang Zhan saw Ling Weifeng coming back, he hurriedly got up and moved out of his seat: "Master Uncle."

"Daddy..." Although Ling Yuyu is very precocious and well-behaved, he is still a child under two years old. It has been too long since he hasn't seen his father for a long time. hug……"

"Xiao Yu, my father is on the way, and the clothes are not very clean. I will hug you later, okay?" Putting down the medicine basket, he washed his hands with the water brought by Sang Zhan and wiped his hands carefully with the handkerchief. Ling Weifeng Then he gently rubbed his son's little head, his tone couldn't be more gentle.

"Okay..." Originally she was not well, but now she has a fever again, Ling Yuyu looked a little short of breath when she spoke, and she looked really pitiful, "Xiaoyu is very good, cough cough... Xiaoyu is obedient and takes medicine even if Daddy is not here .”

"Daddy knows. Daddy came back from picking larkspur, and Xiao Yu will recover soon." Seeing his son suffering from illness day after day, Ling Weifeng felt great pain in his heart, but he still only smiled softly on his face said, "Go to sleep a little longer."

Watching Ling Yuyu close his eyes obediently, Ling Qifeng carefully tucked the corner of the blanket for him, then got up and walked a few steps away, and asked about the situation: "Yuanche, when did Xiaoyu get hot?"

"Last night. The master and several uncles were afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so they did not dare to take heavy medicine. Fortunately, the temperature has dropped a lot during the day. It's just that the body hurts a lot after the burn, but there is no pain." There is a solution." Slightly lowered his voice and briefly talked about the ups and downs of the matter, Sang Zhan was obviously a little worried.

The sect of miraculous doctors is arranged according to the seniority in the morning and evening, and Ling Yuyu is the first child in the sect, that is, the first disciple of the eighth generation, so he can be counted as his senior brother.But Ling Yuyu was only five months old when he started, and Ling Qifeng would take over and take care of him when he was busy, so he only treated this little brother as a younger brother, and Ling Yuyu only called him Brother Zhan.

"Uncle Shi must be tired after so many journeys. There is still hot water in the back kitchen. I'll bring it to Uncle Shi."

"No, I'll go on my own, please continue to take care of Xiao Yu." Although he was exhausted from the long journey, Ling Weifeng still declined Sang Zhan's kindness.Although he is the head of the genius doctor's school, he is only in his early twenties now, and he is more accustomed to relying on himself for trivial matters in life.

"Uncle Master is too polite."

Not long after Ling Qifeng left, Ruan Xun, who had prepared the prescription, came looking for the child who had drunk the milk with his arms in his arms. He still had a pack of prepared herbs in his hand: "Yuan Che, where is your master uncle?"

"After seeing the light rain, I changed the wash." Seeing his master holding a child he had never seen before, Sang Zhan also found it interesting. He laughed, and his wet little eyes were as clear gray-blue as the midnight sky after a heavy rain, "Master, whose child is this? It looks so good. And these eyes, it looks like a child after the rain." The night is very clear."

"Your uncle brought it back. It's cute and smiling. It's very pleasing." Ruan Xun has never seen such a cute and smiling child, and it's very rare to hold him in his arms. The lineage of the barbarians, and the clothes and clothes are very expensive, not at all like an abandoned baby, and I don't know where your uncle brought you back."

"Now there is only Xiaoyu in the door. If this child can stay, it will be Xiaoyu's company." Teasing the child, Sang Zhan thought of Ling Yu's frail, sick and lonely appearance with no playmates on weekdays, and couldn't help sighing .

"Uncle...does Xiaoyu have a younger brother?" Who knows, Ling Yuyu, who has not yet fallen asleep, heard these words, grabbed the quilt and stared at the swaddling baby in Ruan Xun's arms, and then propped himself up and wanted to sit up.

That action almost frightened old Mr. Ruan, he hurriedly hugged the child and pushed him down: "You little old man, you can't get up. Just lie down and the uncle will hold the child for you to see."

"Brother is so pretty. Cough..." Covering his mouth and coughing lightly for a while, Ling Yuyu stretched out his hand to hold the clenched little hand and shook it, with a smile that couldn't be happier, "Brother, I'm brother oh."

At this moment, no one would have thought that this lovable fan would turn into a little devil with a smirk in the future, and no one would know that this is the most outstanding and most helpless person in the century since the school of genius doctors was established. The unworldly genius beyond the world is also the poison doctor Ling Wanjing, who makes everyone fearful in both the righteous and the evil world.

However, no matter whether it is a master or a ghost, at this time, Fen Tuanzi is still just a baby boy without a name.

Except that he loves to laugh rather than cry, and is extraordinarily pink and cute, he is no different from other milk babies.Of course, maybe you can also add that it is particularly attractive.The evidence is that during the not too long period of time when Ling Weifeng left for a change of clothes and then returned, the brothers in the sect who had finished their business and heard the news one after another, after seeing the child, they all agreed that the child was very attractive and could It must be destined to be brought back to the door.

You must know that although the disciples of the genius doctor treat others with the heart of helping the world, they are very harsh on the criteria for accepting apprentices.

Due to various reasons, there are now only eight disciples left in the seventh generation, and most of them are not young, but only Ruan Xun, who is the second and has reached the age of fate, has taken in an apprentice Sang Zhan who introduced the art, and the other The disciple of the eighth generation is the weak and sickly Ling Yuyu.Today's genius doctors can count heads by nodding their fingers, but even so, everyone in the school is still unwilling to accept disciples at will, and this child of unknown origin has won everyone's love on the first day of his arrival. I have to say that Ling Weifeng was really surprised.

Even though he could see that the child was definitely a martial arts prodigy with excellent bones, but... the signature of the school of genius doctors is medical skills.

On the other side, everyone in the door was also very concerned about the future whereabouts of this favored child, so Ruan Xun still started the conversation: "This child... What is Jihe's plan?"

"I plan to adopt him as an adopted son, and I will treat him as Xiao Yu's younger brother in the future." After pondering for a while, Ling Qifeng also took this opportunity to talk about his previous plan, which was obviously beyond everyone's expectations .

"The old man sees that this child is very good-natured, why doesn't Jihe accept him as a disciple?"

Given how much Ling Weifeng loves Ling Yuyu, everyone really did not expect that he would be willing to adopt another adopted son.

As the saying goes, masters and apprentices are like father and son. Whether it is to raise or take care of them, the name of the master is enough, but the father is responsible for the life of the child.It's all for this child to do well in the future, if he is a rascal, I'm afraid that even Ling Qifeng will be criticized and his reputation will be damaged.

"This child was picked up in the border of Miaojiang. At that time, there were no other people around except for some bloodstains. I was only worried that this child's life experience is not simple." Walking to the side of the couch and sitting down, Ling Qifeng stretched out his hand to hold his son in his arms, The tone of the explanation couldn't be calmer, "When you enter my sect, you will bear the responsibility of being the head disciple of the genius doctor sect. It would be pitiful if you have to choose between blood relatives and sects. Why don't I accept him as a son, and if Qi Huangyi wants to I can teach him as much as I can, it’s okay if I don’t want to learn, even if I sever the relationship, it’s just my business, it’s far better than the confrontation between the two parties.”

In fact, he is still a little worried about this child. After all, no one can guarantee that a good child with outstanding morals will be raised with all the hard work.However, he was the one who brought the man back, and if something goes wrong in the future, people will only say that it is inconvenient for him to teach his son, so they must not implicate the genius doctor Sect Baibai Qingyu.

"Jihe's words are justified, so let's make a decision." Ling Qifeng had a consistent temperament, and since he had made up his mind, everyone stopped persuading him, but remembered that he still didn't know the name of the child.

"Can this child be named?"

"Yes." Hearing this, Ling Weifeng nodded slightly to show his affirmation.Although he was in a hurry on this journey, he had already considered all the arrangements and plans for the child he picked up by accident in his mind at the very beginning, "When I met him, the moon was as round as a mirror reflected in the spring." It is very bright in the heart, and there is a name because of the feeling in the heart."

"Xiao Yu knows! My brother's name is Yuan Liang, right?" Probably because he was happy to have another brother, Ling Yuyu seemed to be in better spirits, and guessed excitedly when he heard his father's words.But how clever can a child who is less than two years old come up with a good name?

Sure enough, as soon as he said he was famous, Ling Weifeng almost choked on a mouthful of tea and rushed down his trachea.

The tea was made by Sang Zhan and the temperature was just right, so even though he choked his trachea, it was not hot.

"Cough cough..." Putting the tea cup in his hand on the small table beside the couch, Ling Qifeng covered his mouth and coughed twice, Fang patiently explained to his son, "Xiaoyu, it's not Yuanliang, it's the evening mirror."

Although he is a cheap son picked up, but since he has decided to raise him, he must be treated well. If he is really going to be called Yuan Liang for the rest of his life, Ling Weifeng, a stupid name that is difficult to say and is easy to be laughed at by others, can't bear it: "Look, Xiaoyu, isn't the big and round moon like a mirror at night? That's why my brother is called Wanjing."

"But my brother has a round face, can't he be called Xiaoyuan?" Looking at the cute and round face of Fentuanzi, who is now named Ling Wanjing, Ling Yuyu seemed a little puzzled and insisted I have seen it myself.

But Ling Weifeng looked at his son's serious and persistent appearance, he compromised and took three big steps back without breaking the cordon of principle: "...a nickname like that...should be harmless."

Well, it's just a nickname anyway, it's called by my family members, so it shouldn't be a big deal