When the villain knows the plot

After hearing these two words from the old fortune-teller, even Xia Houwan's expression changed, and he asked quickly, "What do you mean by these words?"

"If I can't measure it, then I can't measure it." The old man shook his head.

Xia Houwan looked at Xie Xiaoqing worriedly, and saw that he lowered his eyes and remained silent, so he could only comfort him: "Unpredictable secrets, what will happen 100 years later, there may be some changes in the middle!"

"Well," when she was talking, Xie Xiaoqing suddenly raised his head again, the sadness in his eyes dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and smiled, "Even if it is true, I am not dead. I am not dead or alive, that is to say There is still a glimmer of life, there is still hope!"

His smile filled the courtyard with sunlight, and he seemed to see it more openly than Xia Houwan.

"That's right, that's right! Maybe it's just you practicing some kind of special kung fu!" Xia Houwan nodded.

After paying the remaining 15 yuan of Lingshi, the two left the fortune-telling booth, tacitly not mentioning what happened just now.

Xie Xiaoqing didn't care as much as he did on the surface.

Who wants to die when they are alive and well?

He lost his parents when he was young, and lost his mother when he was young. He was supposed to be helpless and lonely, but he met a master who treated him so well.People who practice Taoism have a long life span. After learning Taoism, they can stay with the master for a long time. When they become stronger, they can help and protect the master.

But why can't I live 100 years before I die?

After I die, will Master... be sad?Will you accept a new apprentice?

He was bitter in his heart and thought endlessly, but his face was still strong, so that no one could see it.

Perhaps Xia Houwan could also see that there was something strange in his expression, so she couldn't say anything, but just pulled him along, bought here and there, and swept away a lot of small things.Fortunately, the monks are equipped with storage bags, which not only recognize the master, but also have a huge capacity, which saves Xia Houwan from the trouble of carrying large and small bags in his hands like ordinary people.

After looking at it for a long time, Xie Xiaoqing bought a sword tassel and spent eight spirit stones.On this sword fringe is a fresh jadeite, and below it hangs an apricot-colored celestial silk ribbon.Delicate and majestic, it must be very good to tie on Master's Burning Heaven Sword.

It's not that he doesn't want to buy something else, but he's too cash-strapped.He only had what was left of the living expenses that Ling Lian gave him when he was still in Ping'an Town.

"By the way, this taro seedling soup is a specialty of my Yangxi City, come here and I'll show you to try it!"

Strolling to the snack area, Xia Houwan dragged Xie Xiaoqing to a booth, found an empty table and sat down.

"Shopkeeper, two bowls of taro seedling soup! I invite you." Xia Houwan called, and the last sentence was to Xie Xiaoqing.

"Thanks, I'll try it." Xie Xiaoqing didn't pretend to refuse.

The steaming sweet soup was served soon, Xiahou Wan happily ate it, and Xie Xiaoqing also took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

It was soft and smooth, but a bit too sweet and greasy, not very appetizing to him.But he ate slowly.

Xia Houwan concentrated on tasting the food and didn't care about talking, and the noise of people coming and going around her had nothing to do with her.Xie Xiaoqing was also happy and relaxed, no longer having to force himself to speak and deal with others.

The white steam rising from the soup seems a bit too smokey.The smoke made his eyes slightly sour, and a tear fell into the bowl by accident.

Xie Xiaoqing ate the whole bowl of soup as if he didn't see it.

……

"Master, may I come in?"

It was already late at night, and it was almost three o'clock, but Xie Xiaoqing was knocking on the door.

He came back in the afternoon, but he didn't dare to disturb Ling Lian's practice, and only now did he come to see him.

At this time, every family is watching the new year, waiting for the moment to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, while the master should still be practicing.

Sure enough, after a while, there was an echo from inside: "Come in."

Xie Xiaoqing walked in with a copper lamp in his left hand and a food box in his right.

There was no light in this room, and it was dark and lonely.As soon as he came in, he seemed to bring in warmth and brightness, as well as the breath of human fireworks.

Ling Lian sat on the futon, was slowly recuperating, and opened her eyes.Xie Xiaoqing put the food box on the open space in front of Master, put the copper lamp on the desk under the window, and then came back and sat beside Master.

"Master, I want to stay here until the firecrackers sound." Xie Xiaoqing said with a smile.

Knowing that he has less than a hundred years left, Xie Xiaoqing is even more unwilling to give up the opportunity to watch the new year with Master.Coming here uninvited, even a little coquettish.

"Okay." Ling Lian nodded, but did not cheer him up.

But secretly surprised in my heart, Xie Xiaoqing's appearance is a little strange...

What was he thinking about?Still know what?

However, since Xie Xiaoqing didn't want to say it, he wouldn't force him to ask.

Xie Xiaoqing opened the food box, and there were some delicate snacks inside, which were sent by Xia Houwan.

"Master, please eat." He stuffed a pair of silver chopsticks into Ling Lian's hands, and picked up the other pair himself.

"Master, this Youth League is not bad. Xiao Wan said it is the unique skill of the master master in the house. You should try it!" Xie Xiaoqing said enthusiastically.

Ling Lian picked up a green and soft glutinous dumpling and put it in her mouth. Seeing Xie Xiaoqing looking for something to say, she smiled slightly.

"Although it's not the New Year's Eve as a teacher, I've heard that during this festival, ordinary people gather around the fire to talk at night and share family happiness. Since this is the case, it's not good for me, master and apprentice, to be relatively silent. Let me talk about the world of cultivation. Strange people and strange things."

In her previous life, Ling Lian had a wide range of knowledge, and even knew many secrets that were not known to the public.

His words were by no means boring, and Xie Xiaoqing immediately listened to them with gusto when he told these experiences as stories, and almost forgot the time.

Xie Xiaoqing woke up when thousands of households set off firecrackers.

"Okay," Ling Lian ended the story, and urged him to leave with a smile, "Go and rest, you have to get up early to practice tomorrow."

Xie Xiaoqing is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he will be able to hit the Foundation Establishment in a few days.

"Yes, Master..."

Xie Xiaoqing knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, and before he got up to leave, he took out another sword tassel from the storage bag, held it in both hands, and brought it to Ling Lian.

"Master, I bought this at the market yesterday, and I will use it as a New Year gift for you from my apprentice."

This sword spike is not precious, what is precious is his fist.

"it is good."

Ling Lian took it, and with a thought, the Fentian Sword wrapped in crimson flames flew out of the storage bag and landed in his hand.

Ling Lian deftly fastened the spike of the sword to the hilt.Seeing Master's actions, Xie Xiaoqing couldn't help smiling.

"Master, that disciple will go back." Xie Xiaoqing was reluctant to part.

"Go."

Looking at his back, Ling Lian suddenly added with a smile: "I heard that between masters and apprentices of mortals, a 'red envelope' will be given on New Year's Day. I have prepared it, and you will see it when you wake up tomorrow morning." .”

"Yes, Master!"

Xie Xiaoqing went back to sleep full of anticipation.

Early the next morning, Xie Xiaoqing found a small cloth bag by the bed, and he didn't know when Master sent it, he didn't notice it at all.

Open the bag, inside is 50 Yuan Lingshi, and a small wooden sign with a handsome "Thank you" engraved on it.

This wooden sign had strong spiritual fluctuations hidden in it. Judging from the material, it looked a bit like the dead willow fragment that I fell into my hand during my adventure in Ping'an Town.

"Master, what is this?" Xie Xiaoqing took it to ask Master.

"This is the spirit of the dead willow. I asked the craftsmen in the city to make it into a half magic weapon. You first probe into the spiritual power to establish a connection with it, and keep it close to you. You can use its power in an emergency. Transformed into a tree spirit, it has exploded with three times the normal spiritual power." Ling Lian said.

"So it's so useful!" Xie Xiaoqing said in surprise.

"Each time it is triggered, it can last about three breaths. If you want to trigger it again, you will be eroded by the aura of the dead willow itself. If you rely too much on it, you will become a tree demon and never go back. Be careful when using it."

"Yes, Master!"

Xie Xiaoqing held the small wooden sign and thought, I will gradually become stronger and become useful to Master, right?

...Before I have to leave Master, it would be the best if I can repay Master's kindness.

The author has something to say: I can’t write Xie Xiaoqing again, even I will despise BOSS scum

Ling Lian: Crocodile Tears

No, no, no boss, you are the only bad guy!

That taro seedling soup is actually sugar taro seedlings, it’s a bit of a joke to write the original name (＃﹣)~→To be honest, this stuff is so delicious