After amnesia, I fell in love with my old enemy

Yuanyan three years, winter.

On the night that Emperor Dayan brought his youngest son to Qingcheng to visit, as the youngest son who was brought along, the seven-year-old Che Shanxue rarely——

Insomnia.

In the eyes of adults, the two questions of whether a child will suffer from insomnia and whether a child has a waist can be answered with the same answer.In the eyes of seven-year-old Che Shanxue, since she tossed and turned on the bed for an hour and has not fallen asleep, it is impossible to fall asleep if she continues to toss and turn.

He simply lifted the quilt, put on one coat after another, wrapped himself into a ball, jumped out of bed, opened the door and went out.

This is Kunqing Peak.

Qu Fanghuang, the head of Qingcheng, did not arrange the distinguished guests in other places, he let the older distinguished guests live in his own courtyard, and the younger distinguished guests lived next to Qu Fanghuang's young disciple Chen Wei, The two beds were only separated by a weak wooden wall.

This wooden wall that collapses when you lie on it has later pitted Che Shanxue many times, but we will not talk about it today.

Seven-year-old Che Shanxue walked out of the room.

He stood at the door of the room, not knowing where he should go for a moment.

If he was in the palace, there would be night guards coming up to greet him by now, but in the courtyard of the head of Qingcheng, there is no word for night watch, and there are no servants—sword servants and sword boys live in other places ——Che Shanxue stood at the door for a long time before accepting the fact that no one was waiting outside the door with hot tea, honey, and snacks.

The cold wind blows, and the child feels a little cold.

He turned around to go back to the room, when suddenly the tips of his ears moved, and he heard the sound of a wooden sword piercing the cold wind not far away.

There are only four people living here, half of them don't need to use wooden swords, and minus one himself, there is only one person left.

Che Shanxue was extremely upset when she thought of the results of the three competitions during the day, she simply forgot about going back to her room to sleep, picked up her little sword, and searched for the sound of the sword, and she found Chen Wei behind the house.

The sword boy in Tsing Yi stood in the withered yellow grass, making gestures with difficulty and awkwardly.

Che Shanxue could tell at a glance that this idiot was imitating the trick that Che Shanxue used to decide the outcome in their last match.

The annoying ghost has imitated several appearances, but unfortunately it still can't reach the real one.Che Shanxue stood by the side with her arms folded for a while, then suddenly drew out her small sword and charged forward.

thump.

It was the brief sound of two wooden swords colliding.

Chen Wei quickly returned to defense, obviously, he had noticed Che Shanxue standing beside him very early.

One blow failed, Che Shanxue made another blow, the tip of the wooden sword drew a hook in mid-air, it was clearly slower than Chen Wei, but it happened to reach the midpoint between the two of them before Chen Wei, so I had time to wait and do it again ——

thump.

The blades of the swords clashed, and the blades clashed. The two children put their whole body weight on the swords, turning this impromptu competition of sword moves into a competition of weight.

In this way, Che Shanxue, who eats a lot and wears a lot of clothes, naturally has a better chance of winning than Chen Wei, who only wears a thin layer of single clothes in winter.

Seeing that he was about to overwhelm him, Che Shanxue, who had half of his face buried in the collar of his sweater, perked up, and was about to take another step forward when he suddenly felt empty.

It was Chen Wei who suddenly let go and rolled to the side, dodging the falling Che Shanxue.

The fluffy dumpling screamed, rolled forward for a long way, bumped into a bamboo bush at the end, and was hit on the head by a tree of snow.

With short arms and legs, it took him a long time to get up, and when he looked up, he found Chen Wei holding his wooden sword, standing where he was, looking at him with mocking eyes.

Che Shanxue then gave him a cold look and bent down to pat the dirty snow on his knees.

While patting him, he scolded: "Shameless."

What happened just now seems to have nothing to do with face, but children have never heard of swearing at others. For example, the swearing words Chen Wei used to fight back were: "bamboo bear spirit."

Seven-year-old Chen Wei's original intention was to laugh at his opponent for being too fat, as fat as a bamboo bear.Although he knew that his opponent was not fat with his clothes off, and he watched it during the three matches during the day, but he just wanted to scold him like that.

This counterattack is not clever at all, because it is too regional, and the person being scolded does not understand it at all.

Che Shanxue asked in bewilderment, "What kind of spirit is a bamboo bear?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo bushes behind him shook.Che Shanxue turned her head to look, widening her eyes at what appeared in her sight.

The shadow cast by the opponent's huge body completely enveloped the child, and the black and white fur danced in the north wind. Che Shanxue looked at the two huge black eyes, and was stunned by its appearance.

"This..." he murmured, "black, white, black and white... bear?"

The black and white bear lowered its head, sniffing hard on the top of Che Shanxue's head.

Standing a few steps away, Chen Wei saw Bamboo Bear's movement, and a chill ran down his back.

As a person around Qingcheng Mountain, he naturally heard from his elders how the bamboo bears broke into the sheepfold in the village and ate one after another.When patrolling the mountains with his brothers and sisters, he also saw the wreckage left by the sharp teeth of the bamboo bear.Thinking that Master's distinguished guests might get hurt because of the bamboo bear he summoned with a word, Chen Wei wished that the person facing bamboo bear was himself.

He rushed forward, trying to escape with Che Shanxue.Unexpectedly, after the bamboo bear sniffed it, it suddenly lowered its head and picked up Che Shanxue's collar, turned around and left, intending to go back to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Che Shanxue: "Huh? Huh?"

Chen Wei: "Put people down!"

The bewildered child realized something was wrong and began to struggle, and was slapped gently by Bamboo Bear.Another child with a confused face anxiously wanted to catch up, but was quickly thrown away by Da Zhuxiong, who was more familiar with the roads in the forest.

Panting, Chen Wei stopped, put his hands on his knees, and hurriedly searched for the fast-running bamboo bear.But he turned around in a circle, but he couldn't find a single bear hair, only bamboo shadows in all directions.

He gasped for a while, and found something even more frightening.

He didn't know how long he had been chasing just now, but he followed the bamboo bear into the depths of the bamboo forest, and now...

He couldn't find his way back.

You should go to the teacher first.

Even if he didn't dare to disturb Master, it would be no problem to find a senior brother on duty in the next yard.

When he saw Big Bamboo Bear taking that annoying Bamboo Bear Spirit away, why did he immediately chase after him in a daze?

Chen Wei couldn't figure it out.

In the middle of the night, Lao Lin was very cold and windy, and Chen Wei only wore a single shirt.The woods were no warmer than the yard. He folded his arms and shivered. He gritted his teeth and searched for signs of the big bamboo bear. He stumbled along broken branches, footprints on the snow, cracked ice and icicles, all the way forward. Walk.

He sneezed as he walked, thinking of Che Shanxue who was taken away by Da Zhuxiong, he suddenly envied the leather jacket that wrapped him up into a ball.

Wearing such a suit, even in the wind tonight, you still won't feel cold.

...if that nasty ghost hadn't been torn to shreds by Big Bamboo Bear.

Thinking of this, Chen Wei was enveloped in gloom.

I don't know how long he walked, but he found a few pieces of bamboo bear's excrement, and realized that he was getting closer to the big bamboo bear's nest, so he walked forward cautiously and lightly.

After walking like this for a while, he heard Che Shanxue's indistinct voice behind the bushes on the right front.

not dead!

Chen Wei lifted his spirits, and used his wooden sword to open a gap in the bushes.