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Beifei Mountain, in Rongku Pavilion.

Bianzi looked at the beggar who was lying on the bed staring with frightened eyes, and carefully inspected her injuries. The 15-year-old young face was a bit unbearable, and he sighed: "Master, she has frostbite and whip wounds all over her body, and her right wrist is severely damaged. , there hasn’t been a year or a half that can’t be adjusted well at all.”

Nan Yang walked a few steps into the inner room, saw that the maid had prepared the hot soup, and then went back to take advantage of it: "She is still young, if she is properly adjusted, it will not be a problem to regenerate her muscles and bones. But you have also seen that her My right hand is almost broken, I will try to find a way to restore it to five five six six at most, but no matter what, it is impossible for my right hand to hold a pen and a sword again."

Taking advantage of Junyi's face, Bianzi was surprised: "Master, this disciple still doesn't understand, why did you pick up such a skinny monkey?"

Nan Yang's gaze was suddenly gentle: "This time I went out to practice Taoism, I saw her on the way back and brought her back to take care of her. I seldom go out and walk around, and it is fate to meet her."

Bianzi said with a smile: "Master is going to accept this monkey as a young disciple? Master is one of the three great masters of the Northern Punishment Palace. It takes many years for ordinary disciples to show their talents in the sect before they can be respected." The master chose him as a direct disciple. Now such a child picked up from the street, his aptitude is still mediocre, and his right hand is still disabled..."

Nan Yang squinted at him, and said in a slow voice, "Zi Chan, if you don't return for three months as a teacher, you will have a lot of work."

Taking advantage of his still young face, Bianzi smiled cheerfully: "No, no, Master is too worried, so I'll just talk about it. Speaking of which, my junior sister and I came to the door because of a good relationship with the master."

"...you help this child wash up, the maid has no idea what to do, you know the seriousness, so you can take care of it."

Taking advantage of hearing the words, Bianzi immediately picked up the beggar who had been staring wide-eyed on the bed without saying a word, and put it in hot water to remove the tattered clothes.

Nan Yang saw that this place was safe for the time being, so he walked away, wanting to go back to his bedroom and clean it up.

I don't want to have not had time to step out of the threshold, but I heard a wailing from inside: "Master!!!"

Nan Yang's eyebrows trembled, and she turned around: "...what?"

Bianzi ran out blushing while his hands rolled up his sleeves were still soaked in the bath soup, and stammered, "Master, then, that monkey belongs to a mother...ah no, that child is a girl... !"

"Yeah." Nan Yang raised his eyebrows.

Bianzi waved his hands excitedly, his handsome face flushed red: "Anyway, I am also a man of 15 years old, and now I have been told to see that monkey naked... The ancestor will not forgive me even if he is alive." of!"

Nan Yang was teased by his apprentice, his eyes burst into a smile, as if comforting a child: "Okay, as for what, you go down."

Bianzi backed away while muttering: "I am a practitioner of Taoism..."

Nan Yang walked back to the bathtub, and Beggar was sitting in it helplessly, with a look of panic and fear on his face that he didn't know what happened.Her small, exposed body was bony and scarred.

Is a girl so hard-working and tenacious?Nan Yang touched the top of the beggar's head, and met the beggar's big wet eyes, which were full of love and affection when he was used to the cold.She carefully touched the beggar's stiff body, scooped up hot water and poured it on her.

The beggar was very dirty, and Nan Yang had to use some tough methods.Even though there were still many injuries on the beggar's body, Nan Yang gritted his teeth and brushed them off with a brush.With just a brush movement, Beggar whimpered in pain, subconsciously clutching Nan Yang's cuff tightly in his hand, looking at Nan Yang pitifully with teary eyes.

Nan Yang looked at the little person in front of her, her eyes were full of imperceptible pity, but she was born with a cold temper, and she didn't say much to comfort her, so she picked up the beggar from the water and carried her into the In his arms, he didn't care about getting his robe wet.While stroking the thin and protruding back, she gently brushed the dirt on her body with a brush.

"Your Majesty, why don't we come..." The maid on the side had never seen Nan Yang like this before, and hurriedly asked.

"No, she has a lot of injuries. You don't know how hard it is to strike, so I can feel at ease when I come here in person." Nan Yang still gently hugged the beggar to wash her.

The beggar was still in pain, but she just grabbed Nan Yang's neckline with her small hands, as if grabbing the only life-saving straw she could grasp in this world, and secretly wiped her tears on Nan Yang's snow-white clothes, whimpering continuously in her throat.

This washing lasted from morning to dark, and Nan Yang finally washed the little girl clean slowly.Nan Yang himself was a little bit obsessed with cleanliness, so he changed a few buckets of water back and forth, and washed from dark to dawn the next day, using various herbs, and didn't stop until the beggar looked like he had changed a layer of skin.

Nan Yang wearily wiped the beggar dry with a soft blanket, brushing her immature face.The child's appearance was beyond Nan Yang's expectation, with fine facial features, dark and clear eyes, a small white face with aura and cuteness, a cinnabar mole was born between the eyebrows, which made his eyes brighter like stars.It's just too lacking in nutrition, there is no baby fat that a child should have, and the chin is thin and pointy.

Nan Yang carried her back to the bed, and continued to apply medicine to her.The doctor who had been summoned from the elixir shop earlier stood aside, watching Nan Yang gently apply the medicine for the trauma, and then stepped forward to take the right hand tendon for the beggar.Nan Yang sat beside her and stared at it without blinking, her brows were tightly drawn.

Beggar howled loudly in pain and struggled violently. Nan Yang held her down and murmured comforting words in a low voice, but it didn't work at all, so he had to touch her acupuncture points.Nan Yang watched her clear black eyes in pain quietly, unable to cry out in pain, her facial features were trembling.Her own heart also tightened slightly, she could only hold the beggar's left hand tightly, and give her a little bit of true energy.

Another day passed after such tossing, and the doctor left after a long time after dark. During this period, the beggar fainted from the pain and woke up several times. Now he is lying on the bed and almost collapsed.

Nan Yang carefully placed the beggar's tightly wrapped right wrist, carefully covered the quilt, stuffed a heater in the beggar's hand, and carefully tucked in the corner of the quilt, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

Although Qi'er was extremely tired and in pain, she was still staring at Nan Yang closely at this moment, unwilling to blink her eyelids.She doesn't understand the truth, but she still knows that this person has been treating her well and is someone she can trust.Seeing Nan Yang turning around to leave, the beggar jumped up quickly, with all the quilts and heaters turned aside, she grabbed Nan Yang's sleeves anxiously, and almost fell off the bed.

Nan Yang turned back and caught the beggar in his arms, sighing leisurely: "I am dirty, full of mud and water, you sleep well, I will come back after taking a bath."

The beggar couldn't understand, but he tightly hugged Nan Yang's neck according to his heart, and hummed coquettishly in his throat.

Nan Yang had no choice but to move a bench and sit by the bed, then carefully put the beggar back under the quilt, clasped her wrist and secretly sent some soothing qi to her, so that she could fall asleep easily.It seemed that she couldn't leave until the child fell asleep.

"Master!" A beautiful girl in a green shirt who was about thirteen or fourteen years old suddenly pushed the door and entered, her brows were full of worry, and her voice could not help but raise her voice, "Master, I just came back from the mountain in the afternoon. I have been busy here for two whole days without closing my eyes..."

"Shut up." Nan Yang's tone was light, as if there was no serious problem, but his tired eyes were already bloodshot.

Seeing Master's seldom tired expression, Yun Tang was so anxious to death: "Master, you are so tired... Brother always loses the chain at the critical moment! Say there are things he can't see here and don't come here alive or dead, otherwise How can I let the master not come to dissuade you after being tired..."

Nan Yang squinted at his second disciple: "Shut up."

Yun Tang froze for a moment, stood with his mouth half-opened in bewilderment, but didn't dare to say anything more.

"Fortunately, I'm fast asleep." Nan Yang's face softened a little, and he let go of the sleeping beggar's pink cheeks, signaling Yuntang to go out with her.

There is still heavy snow falling on Beifei Mountain. The magnificent buildings are still built here. The layers of palaces and pavilions are complex and majestic, with carved beams and painted buildings, just like a fairy palace above the mortal world.This is the world-renowned place on the rivers and lakes, known as the world's number one place for cultivating Taoism - the North Palace of Punishment.

The Northern Punishment Palace has been passed down to the seventh generation of No.20, and the master is Hong Shengyun, a Taoist sword fairy who has lived for more than [-] years.Those who practice Taoism will generally extend their lifespan by hundreds of years if they succeed in cultivation. It is for this reason that the number of disciples in the Northern Punishment Palace exceeds that of any sect in the Jianghu, and there are far more people who pursue longevity than those who seek Taoism.But the Northern Punishment Palace is only for cultivating Taoism and swordsmanship, not for cultivating immortals. Everyone understands that ghosts and gods are respectable and should not be approached.

Hong Shengyun lived for more than 20 years, and only accepted three direct disciples: Yu Xiu, the first disciple, Rong Huai, the second disciple, and Nan Yang, the third disciple.The three of them obtained the true biography of the head of the sect, and they all completed it when they were around [-] years old. Since then, their stature and appearance have been fixed, and their skill and status are second only to the head of the sect. When you see three people, you must respectfully say "Your Majesty".

Hong Shengyun no longer accepts disciples, so countless people want to worship under the three lords and become their direct disciples.But the Northern Punishment Palace has strict rules for apprenticeship, and the most important thing is to be able to meet the eyes of the Lord.Now, Nanyang has lived for more than a hundred years, and only accepts his eldest disciple Bian Zicheng and his second disciple Yuntang.

Looking at Nan Yang's quiet and perfect profile in the heavy snow, Yun Tang was fascinated.When I saw Master a long time ago, it was this alluring appearance, and the passage of time did not leave a trace on her face.Nan Yang seemed to always be that deserted beauty who was only about [-] years old. How could she tell that she was over a hundred years old.Nan Yang is now standing so quietly and upright with his back facing him, like a green lotus blooming in the snow with extreme sanctity, just a back view has a captivating charm.

"Master, who is sleeping in the room?"

Nan Yang's light-colored icy eyes looked at Yun Tang: "Didn't Zi Yi tell you?"

"Brother said that Master intends to take her as an apprentice." Yun Tang lowered his eyes.

"I never said that." Nan Yang's face showed no emotion, "The child's right hand is useless, and he won't do much under my door. After a while, she will be in better health, so let her go down the mountain. You personally Go and choose a family for foster care, don't make her feel wronged."

"Master, senior brother said that you once said that you were destined for her. If so, why not keep her?"

Nan Yang was silent for a moment, thought about it, and after some hesitation, shook his head: "We'll wait until she recovers."

At this time, a maid hurriedly ran over, with a flustered expression but still respectful: "Your Majesty, the child woke up and made a fuss in the house. It seems that he is looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yang immediately turned around and followed the maid back to the room, leaving Yun Tang standing alone in the heavy snow.Yuntang was in a daze for a while, then left silently.

The beggar was being pressed hard on the bed by several maids. She was extremely flustered, and she was making a voice that others could not understand. She was struggling desperately with her thin and small body. After her eyes touched Nan Yang, she stopped stiffly. .

Nan Yang's expression was not turbulent, but her pace towards the beggar was obviously much faster than usual. She saw that the thick bandage wrapped around his right wrist was overflowing with blood due to the violent struggle of the beggar, and her pretty eyebrows frowned again.Swinging away the maid, Nan Yang sat on the edge of the bed and hugged the beggar into his arms, lowered his eyebrows and carefully picked up the beggar's right hand to examine.

Ever since Nan Yang came in, Qi'er has been staring at her closely, watching Nan Yang hug her tenderly, her black eyes softened, looking at the snowy jade-like side face close at hand, Qi'er grinned happily, According to the animal nature of being in the deep mountains for a long time, he stretched out his pink tongue and licked it lightly, and then gnawed it lightly with his pointed teeth, expressing his love for Nanyang.

The warm, wet and slippery touch came from the side of the face, and the little girl's soft breath was also gently on the face.Nan Yang's expression froze, his movements froze in the air, and he felt goose bumps all over his body.

She is the majestic lord of Beifei Mountain, who was carried to Beifei Mountain by Hong Shengyun since she was born, and worshiped under Hong Shengyun's sect, so she has developed a temperament that is quiet and reticent because of practicing Taoism and swordsmanship.For many years, she has practiced on Beifei Mountain all the year round, and she rarely stepped into the rivers and lakes just to go to other sects of cultivation to practice with each other. She has seen a lot of people and the world, but she has little experience.Because his status is higher than others, he seldom has close contact with others, even his master and senior brother.It was the first time she met such a direct lip and tongue touch.

Nan Yang's profile flushed slightly, and the blush spread all the way to her ears.She didn't quite get used to it, and wanted to push the beggar away, but since she was still holding the beggar's hand with half of the gauze removed, she could only continue to treat her wound in silence.

The beggar stopped messing around, just rubbed his little head into Nan Yang's shoulder, smelling the unique cool plum fragrance on a woman's body, his eyes were bent with pleasure, and a little bit of cinnabar between his eyebrows seemed to be dancing happily.

Nan Yang even forgot how he fell asleep. He had been practicing non-stop for several nights, and he had been busy for two whole days after returning to Beifei. He was extremely tired.She was still holding Beggar's right wrist carefully in her hand when she fell asleep.The beggar saw that Nan Yang had calmed down, so she got into Nan Yang's arms and found a comfortable position, closed her eyes and fell asleep.