Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

Nanling.

In Jianchi Zangfeng Pavilion, there is no distinction between spring and autumn, nor winter and summer.

Xiao He's clothes, if seen in severe winter, would not be surprising, but in late spring in the south, it would look too bloated.Seeing a person dressed like this in the streets and alleys, I either suspect that he is a little stupid, or think that this person is seriously ill and unable to breathe.

Xiao He thought he had both, but there were no idlers in the Sword Pool, and the old servants would not talk about his injuries.

"Sword Master, the outsider still hasn't left."

Sitting by the window, Xiao He looked at the willow stretching under the spring light.The delicate branches and leaves seem to be plated with gold, which is very shiny and pleasing.Looking back, I saw that the old servant had also changed into a short jacket, and when he raised his hands and clasped his fists, his wrists were exposed, and his movements were nimble.He hadn't been able to do it himself in years.

"Looking at the letter from the Southwest, it seems that the young master has encountered some troubles. Gui Yizong led the way, and some villains who were taught by you in the early years, and a few who did not give up also followed behind." Xiao He's eyebrows and eyes In the meantime, he was a bit tired, and he didn't have any worries. The old servant paused and said in a more emphatic tone, "Lianshan Zong seems to be following suit. I haven't been taught a lesson for so many years, and I have become more courageous."

The letter from the hidden pile in the southwest was more than a month ago.As soon as the old servant received the letter, he hurriedly reported it to the sword master, but the sword master didn't seem to see the urgent tone in the letter, and even his proposal to send someone to help him was flatly rejected.

The old servant has been watching for more than ten years, but he still hasn't figured out how the "father and son" get along.Occasionally, the sword master would care about how these old buddies are doing, but for the young master Xiao Daoluan, he has nothing to say except practicing swords.If the young master was only regarded as the heir of Jianchi, it would be difficult to explain the undisguised concern of the sword master when he received a letter from Guanzhong at the beginning of that year.

Having been by my side for more than ten years, even his servant has more or less developed feelings for the young master. Hearing that the young master has a sweetheart, the meeting gift for the new couple has been prepared early.The old servant didn't believe that the sword master, who personally picked up the young master from the ice and snow, would have no affection for the child he had raised for so long.

Xiao He tapped on the margins of the book with his fingers.There is no shortage of rare ancient books in Zangfeng Pavilion. Some of the volumes printed in the former dynasty were printed with pine ink from the north, which is easy to stick to hands. He would pay more attention when reading them on weekdays to avoid damaging the pages.

Tap lightly with your fingers without making much noise.After the old servant's chattering voice disappeared, the Zangfeng Pavilion fell silent.

Xiao He thought to himself, but the old Wang Tou talked a lot today.

These servants have been with him for many years, and they may have been arrogant and arrogant when they were young, but they have been grinding all day long in this unpopulated place, and all their tempers have been worn away.Except for the son I picked up on a whim, Jianchi has never taken anyone in for 20 years, and it is only natural that old faces face old faces and become increasingly dull.Sometimes he wanted to talk to them a few more words, but unfortunately, when he talked too much, he would cough continuously, frightening the old servants to make medicine, practice exercises, and alchemy.After his health improved slightly, Xiao He could only read books in Zangfeng Pavilion.It is said that you should calm down and not get angry. It is best to sit alive as a bodhisattva.

"Your family's grandson, should he be able to run away?" After resting for more than ten years, Xiao He's every move has a bit of ethereal air.In the eyes of outsiders, this pensive appearance should be almost like a fairy.It's a pity that if you ask, this bodhisattva is full of fireworks in the world.

The servant who was casually called Old Wangtou by the crowd was stunned: "A baby who is less than one year old can't run, it's good to be able to walk."

Old Wangtou talked about the new precious grandson in the family, and he couldn't hold back: "My mother-in-law used a rattle to tease him last time. The little baby didn't take two steps, and knocked his head on the door frame, and it swelled up a lot. Bao, if you fall to the ground, you will only cry..."

Xiao He seemed to be particularly interested in what he said about his parents, and asked, "Amused him with a rattle? Do children like to play with this?"

Old Wangtou doesn't know if children love to play, but his grandson does anyway.When the drum hammer kept beating, the little doll would be so happy that his saliva would flow a lot.

Xiao He said again: "He doesn't love."

"Who?" Old Wang didn't react for a while.

Xiao He's fingers tapping the pages of the book paused, his eyes seemed to be fixed on a far away place, his expression could not be said to be nostalgic or lonely: "One year old draws lots, and he took a sword."

The old Wangtou remembered, the sword master was probably talking about the young master.More than ten years ago, he was not as old as he is now, and there were a group of elders in their prime of life in Jianchi.The sword master went out and picked out the two major sword cultivator sects, and even fought against nine demon cultivators alone, earning a great reputation.A group of strong men felt that they were honored, and prepared a large table of banquets to celebrate. Unexpectedly, the sword master came out of the sword pool alone, but he did not come back alone.

He brought back a little doll.

A small baby, neither noisy nor fussy, curled up quietly in Xiao He's arms - later on when he went home and hugged his own baby like a sword master, he was scolded by his mother-in-law, only then did he know how to hold it like that , the child will cry out of ten, and the remaining [-] to [-] percent, I'm afraid they are too breathless to cry and can't move. A bead occasionally turns around the waist of everyone, and I don't know what they are looking at .

The sword master said that he planned to raise this little doll, and all the rough men said "yes", but as for how the rough men will raise the child, it is hard to look back.

When the young master Xiao Daoluan was almost one year old, several servants who had children at home gathered together to discuss, and felt that the first year banquet would not be held, and they must be drawn by lot.Immediately, he took some silver and went down the mountain to buy a bunch of gadgets that he didn't need, and piled them up in front of the doll.Xiao He, who was watching books in Zangfeng Pavilion, was also called to watch the ceremony.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young master walked up to Xiao He with short legs, and hugged the long sword hanging by his waist.

Everyone cheered and said: "The young master seems to be a great swordsman, and Jianchi can be regarded as a successor~"

Xiao He separated Xiao Daoluan's hand from the scabbard.The sword energy was cold, and the little baby's hands were already blue from the cold.

"Soldiers are lethal weapons, and you won't be able to touch them until a few years later."

……

The old Wangtou remembered the lottery, and he did not forget the cold and indifferent reaction of the sword master at that time.Ordinarily, the sword master should be satisfied with adopting a child with excellent talent and a heart of swordsmanship, but at that time he felt that one by one "Three years old is considered young, and six years old is considered old. When the young master is so young, he can Now that I have seen the talent of sword repairing, my achievements will definitely not be low in the future." The old Wang nodded, "The sword master can also relieve his burden earlier and heal his illness with peace of mind."

Xiao He shook his head, he didn't know whether he was saying that Xiao Daoluan's future achievements might not be very high, or he was saying that he would not rest assured to hand over the burden of Jianchi.

He folded his hands and closed the book.

It was only then that Old Wang found out that this book was actually "Beginners".Before he was taken into the sword pool by the sword master, he was a countryman, not knowing a single character, but he had only studied a few books, including Kaimeng's "Beginner".The sword master has been reading books in Zangfeng Pavilion for decades, how could he not have read this book?If he remembered correctly, the sword master had been reading this book for less than half a month.

"Since he is from my Jianchi, there is no reason for him to be bullied by outsiders." Xiao He looked at the title of the book on the bamboo paper with a blue background, which looked like a child's first pen.At the age of three, look at the children, at the age of six, look at the children?There was an imperceptible smile on the face of Jianchi Sword Master, but this hand has no strength of character at all, but only clumsy and jerky strokes, what can be seen?

Hearing these words, the old Wangtou thought, the sword master is really worried about the young master's safety, if he didn't say it before, it might be a thin-skinned one.After all, it is normal to have some hesitation when it is the first time to support a child.

Seeing the sword master standing up, he hurriedly followed closely, and only waited for the other party to give an order, he called a few anxious old men and rushed to the southwest.

Before the two left the window, shouts sounded outside Zangfeng Pavilion.

"report one by one"

"The young master is back one by one"

The old Wangtou jumped out of the upper window of the pavilion suddenly, turned around in the air, and rushed to the shouting man with a few ups and downs.

"what happened?"

Without the permission of the sword master, servants are not allowed to enter Zangfeng Pavilion.The guy could only stand outside the pavilion, deliberately amplified his voice, as if shouting: "Those people outside the mountain are fighting with others, I was worried, so I went to have a look. It is the young master!"

The old Wang said happily, "Where are people?"

"It's still fighting! It's not like you don't know how capable the old tortoise formations of Lianshanzong are."

"I think your old Li's head is broken, and there are only a few people who are afraid of it, so let the young master beat it by himself?"

Old Li glanced at Zangfeng Pavilion, thinking that there was a letter from the southwest, which guy in the pavilion is not looking forward to the young master's return, your old Wangtou really thought I was passing by to see, I was a daily They all went out to investigate quietly, so that they could discover the young master's whereabouts early.

"Only you, the old king, can fight, so why are you still here and not helping the young master?"

"Pooh."

"Would you like to go?"

"Let's go!"

……

Xiao He heard that the movement outside had subsided, so he took the scroll and walked to the deepest part of Zangfeng Pavilion.A row of high-quality red sandalwood cabinets, with black cloth hanging heavily, one can tell at a glance that the most precious scrolls in the cabinet are placed.The book viewers in the pavilion cherished these scrolls very much, they wiped them frequently, and there was no dust on the spine of the books.Be cautious when flipping through the pages, so the books are as new as they are.

If outside monks broke into Zangfeng Pavilion and took the books on the red sandalwood cabinet, I'm afraid they would be disappointed.This cabinet of books is neither an isolated secret book that everyone imagined, nor an illusory treasure map.

Xiao He put "Beginner" back to the top layer.

There are seven floors of bookcases, all of which are hand-written books wrapped in bamboo paper with a blue background.From the children's calligraphy book to the advanced and difficult swordsmanship experience.You can roughly see the order, from top to bottom, it becomes more and more difficult to read, and the outermost book on the bottom layer is the "Jie Dian", which is known as "the master can be called a master if the sentence is read correctly".

This cabinet of books is very miscellaneous. If there is anything in common, it is that they all have the same line of words on their title pages.

Jianchi Xiao Daoluan copied it by hand.