Shui Qianmo watched quietly, watching the old man Qingyun chattering a lot of truths to him.

Looking at it, listening to it, it was so annoying that I couldn't help but punched the old Taoist priest, and his nosebleed immediately overflowed.

The old Taoist touched his nose, looked at the blood on his hands, and stared angrily, "You bad fish, what are you doing? Why did you hit me?"

"There are mosquitoes." Shui Qianmo said lightly.

Qingyun: "..."

He naturally knew that this stupid fish disliked him for being long-winded, but fortunately he was used to him treating him like this, so he didn't have the same knowledge as him.

Wiped off the nosebleed, coughed lightly, stroked his beard, and said slowly: "I have said so much, just to tell you that you have lived for a thousand years, why are you still so virtuous? The most basic communication between people do not you get it?"

"I don't understand." Shui Qianmo said calmly.

"You, you don't know how to learn." Qingyun was speechless.

Shui Qianmo said: "Okay."

Qingyun couldn't help frowning: "Having known me for so long, why haven't I learned?"

Shui Qianmo didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "No."

Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then became angry. He was looking for anger, but he forgot that this fish didn't take him seriously at all.

Forget it, he blinked and said, "If you eat up all the food, that's not called repaying your kindness, you know?"

Shui Qianmo said coldly: "I know."

"You don't call repaying your favor by licking that plate and bowl so brightly?" Qingyun really lost to him.

Shui Qianmo replied: "That is my principle."

The corner of Qingyun's mouth twitched, completely speechless.

The beard was erected angrily by this stupid fish.He, how did he meet such a fish?

I'm so upset!

After a moment of silence, the old Taoist priest Qingyun took a deep breath and said slowly: "If you want to repay your kindness, you should be sincere." At the end, he added: "Thousands of years have passed, and your catastrophe is coming. Always be prepared, you know?"

"En." Shui Qianmo said calmly.

"If you can't hide, you will suffer a serious crime. If you don't do it well, your thousand-year-old skills will be damaged. What's more, you will be beaten back to your original shape."

Hearing this, Shui Qianmo frowned slightly, and replied: "Keep it in mind."

Qingyun smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

Shui Qianmo looked at him for a while, then said calmly: "I don't want to hide, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Qingyun was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "What are you thinking?"

Shui Qianmo didn't answer, looked up at the sky, narrowed his eyes, couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and couldn't guess the meaning in his eyes.

Qingyun stared at him for a long time, then suddenly widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Could it be that you want to fight against the sky?"

Shui Qianmo looked at him indifferently.

"You fish, don't hit the rock with your eggs, it will only kill you." Qingyun warned.

Shui Qianmo was still silent.

Qingyun said again: "You should find someone who is destined to survive this catastrophe." After a while: "Shen Yingqiu is perfect, go to him, don't give me that overreaching thing."

Shui Qianmo was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "The only one who can cross me is myself."

After all, he disappeared into the mountains.

Qingyun was horrified, this fish still couldn't trust humans.

Alas, good sentence, the only one who can save himself is himself!

……

After a while, the flowers in the yard bloomed and fell, fell and bloomed again.

There is nothing new in Shen Yingqiu's life, he eats three meals a day, takes medicine, and then, basks in the sun, takes a walk, reads a book, writes, or thinks about the monster who saved him, look at the medicine he used that day The bowl and the black robe he left behind that day.

Sometimes, I would nervously think that I might be able to make some money by taking the used bowls and chopsticks and the worn clothes of this monster to set up a street stall in the market, playing tricks and bragging.

Thinking of this, Shen Yingqiu curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that even she felt speechless.

In early summer, there are no willow catkins blown by the wind, only sunflowers leaning toward the sun.

The scenery is pleasant, all kinds of flowers are blooming, and all kinds of birds are singing, lest I fail to live up to such a good season.

Meng Qingsheng came to Shen Yingqiu's room with the medicine in hand, and called out, "Qiuzi."

Shen Yingqiu was lying on the table with a book under her chin.He sat up straight, raised his eyes lazily, and saw Qing Sheng holding the medicine.

"It's time to drink medicine again." He said lazily.

"Yes." Meng Qingsheng responded, and handed the medicine bowl to Shen Yingqiu, "Qiuzi, drink it while it's hot. I'll secretly pour you a small amount behind my back."

Shen Yingqiu didn't speak, just smiled, took it, closed her eyes, and drank it.

After drinking, he still stuck out his tongue bitterly; Meng Qingsheng hurriedly took some candied dates and stuffed them into his mouth.

The candied dates and bitters are mixed together, and the taste is not bad.

If it's all sweet, it's too greasy; if it's all bitter, it's too bitter.

Therefore, the sweetness and bitterness are just right.

Seeing Shen Yingqiu frowning slightly, Meng Qingsheng asked: "Qiuzi, are you still suffering?"

Shen Yingqiu rested her chin on the table, played with the brush in the other hand, and said lightly: "Life is bitter."

Hearing this, Meng Qingsheng frowned slightly with a pitiful expression on his face.

Shen Yingqiu looked at his appearance, smiled, and then sighed: "I'm tired of taking medicine every day. If I can take less medicine, it won't be so hard."

"Qiuzi, don't be discouraged, you will recover soon, and then you won't have to take this bitter medicine anymore." Meng Qingsheng comforted.

Shen Yingqiu said with a smile: "I hope."

"It must be getting better soon. I don't think the past few days are much better than the previous days." Meng Qingsheng took Shen Yingqiu's hand: "Look at the swelling is gone." Then he squeezed it and asked: "Is it still there?" pain?"

Shen Yingqiu shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

"Really?" Meng Qingsheng smiled: "Then it's almost done."

Shen Yingqiu didn't answer, but smiled faintly.

The two chatted for a while, and Meng Qingsheng couldn't help asking curiously: "Where does your benefactor live? Who is he? Can you ask?"

Shen Yingqiu paused, and said: "I didn't ask." After finishing speaking, she corrected: "I didn't have time to ask."

Meng Qingsheng asked him: "Why didn't you have time to ask?"

Shen Yingqiu thought for a while, and said: "The benefactor left in a hurry."

After listening, Meng Qingsheng frowned.

Seeing his frowning, Shen Yingqiu couldn't help laughing and said: "Qing Sheng, you really care about my benefactor."

Meng Qingsheng chuckled: "Your benefactor is too handsome and has an indescribable specialness that makes it hard for people to forget. Ask yourself, apart from me, Meng Qingsheng and you, Shen Yingqiu, I have never seen such a beautiful Meihua Town before." man."

Hearing this, Shen Yingqiu laughed out loud, shook her head and said: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense, you Meng Qingsheng is indeed a handsome man, as for me..." She waved her hand: "Don't mention my name, fortunately it's only us Two, if outsiders listen to it, I’m afraid they’ll laugh out loud.”

This remark made Meng Qingsheng dissatisfied, and said: "Qiuzi, you were not sick at the time, but you are very handsome, but you have been tortured by illness these years." As he spoke, he smiled wickedly, and reached out to touch Shen Yingqiu's face, "Even now Clean and beautiful."

Shen Yingqiu looked at him and raised the corner of her mouth: "You..."

"Huh? What's wrong with me?" Meng Qingsheng raised his eyebrows meanly.

"Thanks to your good face."

The implication is that such frivolous words and deeds do not match your handsome appearance.

Meng Qingsheng was not annoyed either, and was still arguing with Shen Yingqiu.

When the noise is enough, it will be quiet.

Shen Yingqiu likes to be quiet, that is, when she is with Meng Qingsheng, she likes to make trouble, but if it is someone else, she will feel bored.

"Qiuzi, what do you think of your benefactor?"

Shen Yingqiu thought for a while, and said: "The jade tree faces the wind, peerless."

After hearing this, Meng Qingsheng laughed: "It's so delicious when you praise people; well, yes, it's hard to forget how good-looking it is."

Shen Yingqiu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Well, I have discernment."

Meng Qingsheng nodded in agreement, and said, "Dragon Boat Festival will be in a few days, and this year I will come to eat zongzi made by my aunt."

"You can eat the one with the door open." Shen Yingqiu said with a smile.

Meng Qingsheng nodded until he had had enough chatting with Shen Yingqiu and was tired from the quarrel. Seeing that he was also tired, he greeted him and left.

As soon as he left, the room fell silent. Shen Yingqiu sat at the desk for a while, then stood up and went to bed to rest.

The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood, and the sky is like a gold-encrusted sunset. At this time, it is perfectly round and radiant, and a ray of afterglow shines into the house.

With a little warmth, Shen Yingqiu looked at the twilight and fell into inexplicable thoughts...

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