The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

One sentence caught the attention of the teacher.The young man looked very young at the age of seventeen or eighteen.The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the gentleman is like jade.

His eyes only glanced to this side lightly, and quickly looked away.Continue to teach children to recite thousand-character prose.

But the man stood by the window and looked at him all the time, crying while watching.

The young man really couldn't ignore such gazes, so he had to stop teaching, let the children go to the back mountain to play for a while, and told them not to run far.

Pushing open the door and walking in front of Qing Yi, he asked: "This little friend is a family member of a child, do you have anything to do with him?"

Qing Yi shook his head.

He looked at the boy in front of him, pointed to himself and asked, "Look at me, do you feel different from others?"

"..."

The other party looked at himself a little strangely, and said with a very cultivated smile: "Are you lost? Follow this road all the way down—"

"Cloud... Habitat?"

It turned out to be the wrong person.

The young man smiled slightly: "Little friend, I made a mistake. Xiaosheng's surname is Xie, but he has a single name..."

"A single name with the word Autumn? Are you also born in Autumn?"

Xie Qiu was stunned for a moment, and said: "Yes, I was born in late autumn. So is my little friend?"

Qingyi's eyes were red, and while she was close to grabbing his sleeves as if she was afraid that he would disappear, she shook her head: "No, I was born in Chuxia."

"..."

Xie Qiu felt that this person was talking in a confusing manner, but he still had a friendly smile on his face and said, "Well, why did you ask me?"

"I only want you for one thing, and I have never had anything else for so many years."

"..."

The smile on his face finally got a little unbearable, Xie Qiu started to chase people away, rolled up the long sleeve of the other hand and made a bending posture to guide the path: "If there is nothing else, please take this road down the mountain Bar."

"I won't go." Qing Yi pointed at the desk and chair behind, "Are you a teacher? That's fine, I'll be your student, how much Shu Xiu..."

"I don't accept students as old as you." Xie Qiu smiled with a sense of distance, and once again pointed to the path down the mountain behind Qingyi, "Stop making fun of me, little friend."

It has been more than 6 years, and this is the first time that Qing Yi has been refused by Yun Qi to follow.

After he told Zhixi about this, Zhixi was shocked that Yunqi could really reincarnate.So together with Fenghuang and Xuanlong, a three-person team came down to watch Xie Qiu. After Zhixi calculated his fate, he explained to Qingyi: "In the past, Yunqi always caught your eye because of you. It is his companion robbery. Now that his life is broken, he has nothing to do with you, so naturally he will not have those unreasonable feelings of closeness to you."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder he felt that the Xie Qiu in front of him was not as approachable as in the past. Although he felt the same gentleness, he was very indifferent and alienated.

"Hasn't Yun Qi always been like this? Indifferent and alienated." Fenghuang said in astonishment, "Did you misunderstand him?"

"That's the reason, you used to take advantage of Companion Life." Zhixi echoed.

Mo Xu was silent for a long while and did not answer.

Fenghuang elbowed Mo Xu and looked at Xie Qiu: "Tell me, without Companion Tribulation, would Xie Qiu not like Immortal Qingyi at all?"

Qing Yi's face suddenly darkened.

The coercion around him intensified, and the little phoenix shuffled his feathers and retreated behind Mo Xu.

Mo Xu: "No."

The coercion finally eased.

Qingyi didn't believe in evil, and broke into the bamboo house again. The children had just left school, and they went down the mountain in twos and threes with small cloth bags on their backs.Xie Qiu was arranging the books on the table and looking up at the room, isn't this the person who came here a few days ago.

Before he could speak, Qing Yi slapped the table with his palm, blocked his way, and looked up at him: "You are an immortal cultivator, you have reached the bigu period."

The man's expression froze.

Qing Yi pulled out his unrestrained smile in the past, while rolling up his sleeves with his hands, he said: "Look at me..."

This question was too strange, before he answered, he added: "Is it enough to be a teacher, I want to be your apprentice, is it possible?"

This is too...

Fenghuang lost sight of it, and yelled: "Qingyi is really pulling our Xuanxian's stride... It's too embarrassing really, when will Jiuli ascend. I can't stand it anymore... Let's change to Jiuli and come back ..."

"He's not like this every day or two..." Zhixi is used to it, "When he became an immortal, he also disgraced himself. Just get used to it."

Xie Qiu bypassed him, and put the stacks on the wooden shelf. He still did things slowly as usual, and only after they were neatly arranged did he turn around and politely take half a step back towards Qingyi, bowing slightly. Give a gift.

He refused politely: "You are fine, but I don't accept apprentices."

This sentence.

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

A long time later in the Nine Heavens, when Shangxian Qu Ning saw this scene again through the Qingluan Mirror, he, who seldom entertained himself, laughed continuously for several years.

After a long series of hahahaha, he wiped his tears and said, "You have today too."

But soon he stopped laughing.Qingyi turned around and pinched the body of a child, and pitifully chose a late night in the wind and snow, and fell in front of the bamboo house pretending to be frozen.

Suffering from the cold all night, Xie Qiu found him the next morning. He hurriedly carried him into the house, fed him several bowls of ginger tea, and carried him down the mountain to see a doctor.

"I don't have... parents..."

"They were all killed by bandits...I, I'm so hungry..."

"You're going to lose me, I know... I'm a liability..."

The child held the medicine bowl pitifully, and tears fell into the bowl one by one.

Xie Qiu immediately frowned, pulled the quilt up a little more, wiped off the stains on his face with his white fingers, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will teach you to read and write in the future, and I will not abandon you. "

Qu Ning: ...We are different.

The child became a regular visitor in Xie Qiu's bamboo house, he was diligent, caring and clingy.With him around, Xie Qiu's life was much more convenient, and he almost never worried about trivial household chores.

But this kid is very naughty, causing him a few troubles from time to time, spending money and spending it very fiercely.

Every time Xie Qiu went to the streets, the copper coins that Xie Qiu had saved for several months would be spent to nothing.

"This, this... sir, buy it!"

"Ah, this fabric is beautiful! The tailored clothes must be very suitable for Mr.!"

Xie Qiu often squeezed the empty purse tightly, thinking: I picked it up, this is what I want to pick it up.

This routine seems familiar.

It turned out that Yunqi Xianzun ate this set.

Until the child grows up.

Xie Qiu has an excellent memory, and the more he feels that he looks a lot like the young man who came to the school for no reason a few years ago to ask for a teacher.

So I found a late night to talk about it with the child.

The child was crying and wiping away tears: "That may be my father, because he lost me..."

Xie Qiu couldn't hold back, and squinted at him: "Didn't you say that your parents were killed by bandits?"

"He lost me first, and then he was killed by bandits..."

"Then he lost you, how did you know he was killed by bandits later?"

Thank you. Logical and meticulous. Clear thinking. Qiu.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Xie Qiu felt that he had been tricked, and suddenly said, "I study a lot, so don't lie to me. Is your family..."

After deliberating for a long time, he couldn't say too ugly words. After hesitating for a long time, he lost all his vigor just now, "Did you trick me!"

After speaking, he shook the empty purse in his hand, his face turned a little red.

"You're seeking money! I'm going to report to the police!"

But he didn't expect the development of things later, the child suddenly grabbed one of his hands, his figure grew taller and taller, and his shadow was stretched by the candlelight.

He was half a head taller than himself.

Qingyi lowered his head slightly, held the back of his head with one hand and brought him forward, couldn't help laughing: "Fool, what's the deal with you hanging a copper string purse for a month and a half. Isn't your most valuable thing is this face? "

With a bit of malice in his smile, he gently lifted his chin, and his amber pupils gradually darkened: "It's not seeking money, it's robbery."

He bent down and kissed him like a wolf cub with prey in his mouth, and pushed him onto the couch along the way.

One hand held his slender waist, and the other hand pulled open the belt.

Fitting her body and kissing her, after pushing the person down, she wantonly grabs the person's breath.

The candles were extinguished.

There was a muffled weeping sound in the darkness, intermittently until the sky was about to dawn.

the next day.Xie Qiu woke up very late for an unprecedented time, the dolls in the school waited for a long time but they didn't get their husband, so they all went home first.After a while, the villagers at the bottom of the mountain came up the mountain to visit with several baskets of food—Mr. Xie was never late, so he must be sick.

So the onlookers saw that there was a tall, handsome young man in Mr. Xie's bamboo house.

The young man was sweeping the courtyard with a broom, and the porridge was still cooking on the stove. He was obviously a little confused when he saw the villagers swarming up, and asked, "What can you do?"

The villagers thought to themselves that our fast land has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the people are beautiful.

After some condolences, I realized that Mr. Xie was really ill.

Asked how the condition is.

The young man looked solemn: "It's an old disease, and it may not be good for half a month."

I piled melons, fruits and vegetables for half the yard, and said that my husband has always been sick from hard work, and he will not give lectures for nearly half a month.

After about half a year later, Mr. Xie got married.The villagers have never seen his wife. They can only see that the fireworks were set off for more than half a month that night, and the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums in the usually clean mountains and forests never stopped.

But the next day they went up to look, but they didn't see any commotion.

Another six months.Mr. Xie has completely moved away.

On the night of moving away, a strange light appeared at the foot of Youdu Mountain, and some children muttered that they saw an eye flying into the sky.The adults all slapped him on the palm, saying that children should not talk nonsense.

As a result, in the middle of the night, a widow in Murakami fainted and gave birth at the entrance of the land temple.

Twins.

That night a red light enveloped the entire mountain range, and the villagers said it was an excellent omen.

Xie Qiu had just walked less than half a mile when he vaguely heard a child crying, so he stopped and looked back.

"What's the matter?" Qing Yi re-knotted the loose tie of his cloak, followed his gaze to see the stars hidden by the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you think that the crying of this pair of children can be heard far away. It can be heard here." Xie Qiu said doubtfully.

"Hmm." Qing Yi smiled lightly.

"Maybe an old acquaintance."

The moonlight is misty and the sun is shrouded.

A drop of water fell on Xie Qiu's forehead, and he looked up at the clear sky in a daze.

Two drops, three drops.

Qingyi seemed to have expected it long ago, and opened the umbrella to cover his head: "It's raining, be careful to catch a cold."

It's strange that it can rain in such a weather.

In the same rain, the Sansheng Stone beside the Wangchuan River became more and more golden, countless red threads condensed again, and the spirit stone became immortal again.

It's like rebirth.