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Zhu Qingyun came back with a basin of water and put it at Dugu Sheng's feet.

Dugu Sheng said: "Sit on the bed."

The bed was a bit high, so Zhu Qingyun climbed up with both hands and feet, and then turned over and sat up, with two short legs hanging in the air beside the bed.

Dugu Sheng moved the basin to Zhu Qingyun's feet, took off the shoe on his right foot, and splashed water to wash his feet.

Cold water poured on the wound on his left foot, excruciatingly painful, Zhu Qingyun gritted his teeth and remained silent.

After cleaning the dirt from the wound, Dugu Sheng tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around Zhu Qingyun's left foot.

Zhu Qingyun was overjoyed and said, "Thank you... Uncle Dugu."

Dugu Sheng said: "Stay on the bed." After saying that, he was about to go out with his sword in hand.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Qingyun turned over and was about to get out of bed, and said anxiously, "I'll go with you!"

"Stay honest!" Dugu Sheng paused, and said, "I'll be back in a while."

Zhu Qingyun felt at ease, sat back on the bed obediently, and shouted to Dugu Sheng's back: "I'm waiting for you, you must come back soon."

From the moment Dugu Sheng disappeared from sight, Zhu Qingyun felt uneasy.

He was afraid that Dugu Sheng would abandon him.

His mother is dead, and Dugu Sheng is the only one in this world.

If Dugu Sheng didn't want him, Zhu Qingyun would have no place to live.

Time passed little by little, Zhu Qingyun couldn't sit still any longer, jumped out of bed barefoot, opened the door and looked out.

The end of the road is empty.

Zhu Qingyun became more and more panicked, tears filled his eyes, blurring his vision.

After looking around for an unknown amount of time, Dugu Sheng's figure suddenly appeared in the distance.

Zhu Qingyun's hanging heart finally let go, and hurriedly turned around and climbed onto the bed, swept off the dust on the soles of his feet, and sat cross-legged.

Not long after, Dugu Sheng entered the room, threw a bunch of things on the bed, "Put it on."

Zhu Qingyun took a closer look, and found that it was a cotton robe and a pair of short boots, both of which were new, obviously bought for him specially.

Zhu Qingyun put on obediently, even though the boots were a bit squeezed, and although the cotton robe almost hung down to his feet, he was extremely happy in his heart.Although Dugu Sheng always had a cold face, he always loved him in his heart. He carried him to bed to sleep last night, cleaned the wound on his foot this morning, and bought him new clothes and shoes with the wound.

Zhu Qingyun was so moved that he wanted to throw himself into Dugu Sheng's arms, but he knew that Dugu Sheng didn't like such intimacy, so he could only say flatly, "Thank you, Uncle Dugu."

Dugu Sheng ignored him, went straight to the bed, sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes tightly, as if he had fallen into samadhi.

Zhu Qingyun knew that he was practicing kung fu to heal his injuries, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so he packed up his old clothes and put them in the tub, and took them to the pond to wash his clothes.

***

Although Dugu Sheng didn't drive him away anymore, he seldom talked to him, except for practicing sword every day.

Whenever he danced his sword in the open space in front of the wooden house, Zhu Qingyun would sit on the threshold, holding his little head and watching mesmerizingly.

In his eyes, Dugu Sheng is shining, as if he is a god descending from the earth, heroic, dazzling and invincible.

Thinking that Dugu Sheng like this is his father, Zhu Qingyun almost laughed out loud in a dream.

Although Dugu Sheng treated him extremely coldly as always, Zhu Qingyun was not discouraged at all.

As long as he is well-behaved and considerate, Dugu Sheng will see his kindness one day, and accept him with open arms.

Therefore, Zhu Qingyun washes, cooks and cleans the house every day, and never troubles Dugu Sheng.

The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye they had lived in this wilderness wooden house for more than two months.

One night, Zhu Qingyun woke up suffocated by urination, and was about to get out of bed to take a urinate, when he suddenly found that Dugu Sheng beside him was gone.

A voice came from outside, it was Dugu Sheng's voice: "You came to challenge me, so I naturally have no reason why I shouldn't."

Then a strange voice replied: "Okay, then it will be on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiangyang City, Piaomiao Tower."

Dugu Sheng said, "Okay."

The strange voice said: "Farewell."

Zhu Qingyun hurriedly lay down.

After a while, Dugu Sheng came into the room, went to bed and fell asleep.

Zhu Qingyun closed his eyes, thinking about what he had just heard.

It seemed that Dugu Sheng was going to duel again.Although he won the last duel, he was seriously injured.What will happen this time?Thinking about it, with Dugu Sheng's martial arts, he will not lose, but he doesn't know if he can get away with it.

Don't be afraid, he will take good care of Dugu Sheng.

The urge to urinate struck again, Zhu Qingyun got up, bypassed Dugu Sheng and got out of bed to urinate.

When he came back, Dugu Sheng's breathing had subsided.

Zhu Qingyun looked at him under the moonlight for a moment, then carefully climbed onto the bed.

The [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month arrived in a blink of an eye.

After breakfast, Dugu Sheng said: "I have something to go out, you wait at home."

"No." Zhu Qingyun said, "I want to go with you."

Dugu Sheng frowned and said, "I told you to wait at home."

Zhu Qingyun knew that this was a sign of anger, so he said, "Then... when will you come back?"

Dugu Sheng said: "Tomorrow."

Zhu Qingyun looked at him and said, "You will definitely come back, right?"

Dugu Sheng said lightly, "Yes."

Zhu Qingyun said: "Then I will wait for you here."

Dugu Sheng didn't answer any more, took the black iron sword, and left without looking back.

Zhu Qingyun quickly followed behind him until he reached the main road before stopping.

He stared fixedly at Dugu Sheng's back as he walked further and further away, and murmured: "Father, you must come back, Yun'er will always be here waiting for you."

Zhu Qingyun was restless all day long.

After dinner, I went to bed early to rest.

When tidying up the bed, I found a book under Dugu Sheng's pillow. On the cover was Dugu Sheng's handwriting, with four large characters: Dugu Nine Swords.

It turned out to be Dugu Sheng's sword manual.

Zhu Qingyun was about to put it back in place when a note suddenly fell out of the book.

Zhu Qingyun picked it up, stared at it, and couldn't help being shocked.

There were only a few words on the note, but every word touched my heart: Yun'er, I'm leaving, don't wait for me, let alone look for me.

Zhu Qingyun had a heart attack, tears welled up in his eyes, and his small body lay on the bed, weeping uncontrollably.

"Dad...Dad...why...why did you treat me like this? What did Yun'er do wrong?" Zhu Qingyun choked up while crying, "Father...don't leave me...Yun'er is afraid...Dad...Yun I'm so scared...Father..."

Crying and crying, several words suddenly appeared in Zhu Qingyun's mind: Xiangyang City, Misty Tower!

He is going to find Dugu Sheng!

Zhu Qingyun wiped away the tears on his face, put on his clothes and shoes, and looked around the room. There was nothing to take with him, only the "Dugu Nine Swords" left by Dugu Sheng was of some value, so he put it in his bosom , Tears hazy ran into the night.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he ran to the main road, he suddenly heard the sound of a horse's hoof stamping on the ground.

Zhu Qingyun's eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were pitch black, he couldn't see at all, instinctively thought that Dugu Sheng had returned, so he called out to the front, "Father!"

What responded to him was a sudden neigh, followed by a heavy blow to Zhu Qingyun's heart, and he passed out immediately.

***

When Zhu Qingyun woke up again, it was already a month later.

He looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, at a loss.

Recalling the scene before he fell into a coma, Zhu Qingyun thought that he must have been kicked in the heart by a horseshoe.

Even if there is no death, it can be regarded as a fate.

By the way, there is also Dugu Sheng.

Thinking of him, Zhu Qingyun's heart ached unbearably, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Zhu Qingyun originally planned to go to Xiangyang to find Dugu Sheng.

But since Dugu Sheng planned to abandon himself, with his martial arts, Zhu Qingyun would never let him find him.

I'm afraid, it's impossible to see each other again in this life.

Zheng Wu was sad, but when he heard the door open, Zhu Qingyun hurriedly wiped away his tears, and saw a Taoist boy walking in. He was very happy to see him woke up, and said, "Thank God, you finally woke up, you have been in a coma for more than a month .”

Zhu Qingyun said, "What kind of place is this?"

Daotong said: "This is the head teacher of Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain."

Quanzhen religion?Zhongnan Mountain?Zhu Qingyun had never heard of it.

Daotong said again: "Wait a moment, I'll call Master, the old man is very concerned about your injury."

After finishing speaking, before Zhu Qingyun could answer, he turned around and left.

After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man came in, with rough eyebrows, a wide robe and wide sleeves, and a strong character.

Zhu Qingyun said: "You saved me?"

The man said: "I saved you, but I also hurt you."

Zhu Qingyun said: "I blame myself for not seeing the way clearly."

The man smiled and said: "That day my horse kicked you, and the injury was very serious. I couldn't save it with my own strength, so I had no choice but to bring you back to Chongyang Palace. Please help me to heal your injury." .Now that you are awake, do you have a place to go? Is there anyone else at home? I can send my disciples to take you back."

Zhu Qingyun said sadly: "I have nowhere to go, and there is no one at home."

The man was silent for a moment, then said: "Then what are your plans?"

Zhu Qingyun took a step forward, knelt down on both knees, kowtowed and said, "I implore Master to accept disciples as disciples!"

The man laughed and said, "Do you know who I am? And what is the nature of my Quanzhen sect? Do you dare to ask me to accept you as a disciple?"

Zhu Qingyun said: "I only know that you are a good person, and there will be no harm in having a good person as your teacher."

The man smiled again, and said: "It's clever. I see that you are young, and I can't make any judgments, so I will accept you as a lay disciple first, and when you are an adult, I will decide whether to formally worship under my Quanzhen sect." , how are you?"

Zhu Qingyun said respectfully: "I will respect Master's teachings. Dare I ask Master's title?"

The man said: "Quanzhen teaches Changchun Master Qiu Chuji."

Zhu Qingyun bowed: "Disciple, please remember."

Qiu Chuji helped him up from the ground, took out a book from the sleeve of his robe, handed it to Zhu Qingyun, and said, "This fell out of your body. You have been in a coma, so I will keep it for you for the time being. Return to the original owner."

Zhu Qingyun took it with both hands, and it was the "Dugu Nine Swords". He couldn't help feeling sad, lowered his eyes to hide it, and said, "Disciple Zhu Qingyun thanked Master."