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After Guo Jing and Qiu Chuji finished talking, they came to Tianquan Hall to look for Yang Guo.

Guo Jing said some polite words to Zhu Qingyun again, and then he wanted to leave.

Naturally, Zhu Qingyun would not persuade him to stay, and asked Yang Guo to send Guo Jing down the mountain.

About half an hour later, Yang Guo came back.

Although he was secretive, Zhu Qingyun still found out that there were many bruises on his face.

"What's going on?" Zhu Qingyun asked.

Yang Guo felt ashamed, hesitated for a while, and finally said honestly: "On the way back, I was stopped by Lu Qingdu..."

Without him going on, Zhu Qingyun knew what happened next, so he asked, "Do you really know no martial arts at all?"

Yang Guo nodded, and said: "My mother and I have been dependent on each other since childhood, and then my mother died of illness, and I wandered alone, living by stealing chickens and dogs, no one has ever taught me martial arts."

Zhu Qingyun was silent.

Yang Guo's life experience is almost exactly the same as his.

It's just that he was luckier than Yang Guo, and met Qiu Chuji when he was a child.

After Yang Guo finished speaking, his heart was sad and his eyes were sore.

Zhu Qingyun was afraid that he would cry again, so he hurriedly changed the subject and said, "What about Uncle Guo? He is so powerful in martial arts, why didn't he teach you?"

Yang Guo felt a little bit aggrieved, and said: "Aunt Guo doesn't like me, and Uncle Guo's master doesn't like me either, so he sent me to Mount Zhongnan."

Zhu Qingyun wondered, "Why don't they like you?"

Yang Guo said sadly: "They said that my father was a big villain and did many bad things."

Zhu Qingyun said: "Your father is your father, you are you, what does it matter?"

Yang Guo smiled wryly and said, "As the saying goes, dragons beget dragons, phoenix beget phoenixes, the son of a mouse can make holes, so they think I'm not a good person."

Zhu Qingyun said: "Then what do you think? Are you a good person or a bad person?"

Yang Guo thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

Zhu Qingyun said: "In a thought of righteousness and evil, all right and wrong are sometimes just different positions. Therefore, there is no absolute distinction between good and bad."

Yang Guo nodded half understanding.

Zhu Qingyun smiled slightly and said, "When you grow up, you will naturally understand."

Yang Guo said, "Master, you smile so beautifully, you should smile more."

Zhu Qingyun said: "There is no happy thing to laugh at."

Yang Guo laughed and said, "I will make Master laugh a lot in the future."

Zhu Qingyun didn't comment, and said, "Do you still remember the bet I made with your Uncle Zhao?"

Yang Guo nodded and said: "Remember. Is Master really sure that I can defeat Lu Qingdu?"

Zhu Qingyun shook his head.

"Ah?!" Yang Guo was surprised, "Then you swore everything in front of Zhao Zhijing today, you acted like you were sure of everything, and you said you had confidence in me, so it was all just pretending?"

Zhu Qingyun said: "I just don't want to get entangled with him."

Yang Guo said: "Master, I always feel that Zhao Zhijing treats you unusually."

"Is there?" Zhu Qingyun said, "I don't think so."

Yang Guo nodded, and said: "Yes. The way he looks at you is like a poisonous snake looking at its prey, with a faint green light, which makes people shudder."

Zhu Qingyun only thought of him as a child's joke, and didn't take it seriously, and said instead: "If you don't want to be defeated, you should practice martial arts hard within this month."

When Yang Guo thought of the consequences of defeat, he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for? Master, let's start now!"

Zhu Qingyun handed him a book and said, "Here are all the Xuangong mental methods taught by Quanzhen, and you should memorize them as soon as possible."

Yang Guo took it over and said to himself, "No problem!"

Yang Guo was indeed very clever, he only spent a day and a half, and he could memorize a book of mental methods by heart.

Therefore, Zhu Qingyun began to teach him Quanzhen swordsmanship.

Zhu Qingyun only needs to demonstrate each sword move once, and Yang Guo can learn it well. With practice day and night, within half a month, he has learned a whole set of Quanzhen sword skills.Afterwards, Zhu Qingyun no longer cared about him and let him practice on his own. As long as he could master it well, he should be able to defeat Lu Qingdu without any problem.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Yang Guo practiced his sword on the sword-testing cliff behind Tianquan Hall.

One day, Yang Guo practiced until Haishi before returning to his room to rest.

His room is next to Zhu Qingyun's room, located in the southwest corner of Tianquan Hall.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing past the door of Zhu Qingyun's room, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Who?!" Yang Guo snorted, and was about to catch up, when Zhu Qingyun raised his voice, "Has Guoer come back?"

Yang Guo had no choice but to freeze and reply, "It's me, Master."

Zhu Qingyun said, "Come in."

Yang Guo pushed the door open and went in. When he looked up, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Zhu Qingyun was taking a bath, her long ink-like hair was hanging down on her bare shoulders, making her skin more beautiful than snow.The already gorgeous and unparalleled face was steamed by the water vapor in the tub, making it even more breathtakingly beautiful.

Yang Guo's heart beat wildly, his throat rolled a few times, and he said: "Master...Master, what...what is your order?"

Zhu Qingyun said helplessly: "Come on, close the door. Do you want everyone to see my messy appearance in the shower?"

Yang Guo thought, "It's not messy at all, okay?"It is simply breathtakingly beautiful!

But he still quickly turned around and closed the door, the way Master bathed must not be seen by others.

Zhu Qingyun said: "Come on, come here."

Yang Guo only felt his legs go weak, and walked over slightly staggeringly.

Zhu Qingyun was within reach, Yang Guo wanted to look but didn't dare to look, his head almost dropped to his chest.

Zhu Qingyun handed over a hand towel and said, "Come on, help me scrub my back."

"Oh, yes... yes." Yang Guo hastily stepped forward and took the handkerchief.

Zhu Qingyun turned around in the tub, turned her back to Yang Guo, and lay on the edge of the tub.

Yang Guo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stretched out his slightly trembling hands to brush away the hair sticking to Zhu Qingyun's back, revealing the graceful nape of the neck and the bare back.

Yang Guo soaked the towel in hot water and scrubbed it, then put it on Zhu Qingyun's white as jade back, and scrubbed gently.

Every time you scrub, the fair skin will turn into an attractive pink, and then slowly fade until the fairness is restored.

Occasionally, Yang Guo's fingers brushed against the skin, and the feeling was very smooth, making people daydream.But after all, Yang Guo is just a boy who has just turned 14 years old, and he can't conjure up any beautiful pictures, he just feels the blood in his whole body is surging, and he is very dry and hot.

Zhu Qingyun suddenly said: "Come on, be heavier."

Yang Guo was in a daze, when he heard the words, he suddenly exerted force, not wanting to strike too hard, causing Zhu Qingyun to snort in pain, and his skin immediately turned red.

Yang Guo's eardrums trembled from the humming, he felt his scalp numb and his mouth extremely dry.

"Well, it's too heavy." Zhu Qingyun said coldly.

"Yes... I'm sorry! Master." Yang Guo returned to God and said, "I'll be lighter."

Zhu Qingyun let out a "hmm", still lying on the edge of the barrel, with his eyes slightly closed.

While scrubbing, Yang Guo lingered on Zhu Qingyun's body with his eyes.

A flawless side face, slender and round arms, a back as smooth as jade, a looming belly and buttocks...

Yang Guo didn't dare to look any further.

Although Zhu Qingyun has what he has, he always feels that it is wrong to peep like this.

Zhu Qingyun said: "Okay."

Yang Guo stopped his movements, looked away, and stood by the tub with downcast eyes.

Zhu Qingyun turned around, glanced at Yang Guo, and said, "Guoer, why are you sweating profusely?"

Yang Guo wiped it hastily, and said, "Maybe it was steamed."

Zhu Qingyun said: "You should also go back to take a bath and rest earlier, don't be too tired, I think you are a little bit in a trance."

"Yes, Master." Yang Guo turned around and walked away as if fleeing.

***

Yang Guo was dreaming.

The dream was full of scenes of Master taking a bath, and the voice of Master calling him.

"Come on, come here."

"Come on, be heavier."

"Okay, it's too heavy."

"Guo Er... Guo Er... Guo Er..."

The next morning, when Yang Guo woke up, he felt that his legs were sticky and wet, recalling the scene in his dream last night, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, and then he felt panicked.

Lying on the bed in a daze for a while, Yang Guo got up and changed into clean underwear, and hid the dirty ones under the bed, planning to wash them secretly at night.

When eating breakfast, Yang Guo didn't dare to look at Zhu Qingyun's face at all, and almost buried his entire face in the bowl while eating the porridge.

Tulu Tulu drank a bowl of porridge, Yang Guo dropped the bowl and ran away, "Master, I'm off to practice swords."

However, Yang Guo did not practice swords.

He sat in the sword-testing pavilion on the edge of the sword-testing cliff, looking at the green mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, with a sad face.

Yang Guo is fourteen years old this year, although he hasn't personally experienced any romantic events, but he has been in the market for many years, and he has heard of some.

He knew what the sticky patch on his underwear this morning was, and he also knew what the spring-dream last night represented.

However, Zhu Qingyun is his master, how can a disciple have such dirty thoughts about his master?If Zhu Qingyun found out about this idea, with his temperament, he might be expelled from the teacher's school immediately, right?

Yang Guo didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He grew up so big, apart from his mother and Uncle Guo, only Zhu Qingyun treated him the best, and he didn't want to lose Zhu Qingyun.

If he wanted to stay by Zhu Qingyun's side, he had to kill this shady thought in the cradle.

With an idea in his mind, Yang Guo let out a long sigh and stood up, just as he held the sword, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and immediately he was furious.

No wonder he always felt that he had forgotten something important. It turned out to be the fleeting black shadow in front of Zhu Qingyun's room last night!

The black figure must have been disturbed by the sound of him entering the courtyard, so he fled in a hurry.

So, what was that black shadow doing before he entered the hospital?

He must be peeking at Zhu Qingyun taking a shower!

Yang Guo thought, don't let him catch anyone, if he catches him, he will definitely cut him into pieces!