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The little girl didn't dare to look up at him.

She stuttered for a while, and when she looked up again, her eyes were red, and she cried out aggrieved.

She couldn't reach Louhua, so she took a few steps forward and hugged the tree trunk, looking up at him:

"Master, I don't want to be a bird!!!"

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Lou Hua silently lifted up the drooping hem of her clothes, so as not to be stained by her snot and tears.

Liaoyang was a paper kite before becoming a demon, but after becoming a demon, it took the form of a little swallow.

Because of her inconspicuous appearance, Liaoyang is clever and smart, so after Lou Hua entered Qingyang Mountain, she stayed around Qingyang Mountain every day, so as to report to Lou Hua and Anxiang Valley at any time.

But after all, she was a lively little girl who couldn't stand being lonely.

Liaoyang wiped away tears and said hoarsely:

"I fly around Qingyang Mountain every day, and I don't dare to talk to anyone. I'm so bored."

She paused, then sniffed aggrievedly, and began to reason with Lou Hua:

"Master, look, it's just that Qingyang Mountain is recruiting new students. With my strength, I will definitely become an excellent inner sect disciple!

"At that time, if I break into the interior of Qingyang Mountain, I can get more information. Maybe in the future, I will be able to become an elder and be the head of the sect. Let alone the information, it will be the entire Qingyang Mountain. Shan, don’t everyone have to change their surname to Lou?!”

The more she thought about this, the more she spoke with confidence, until finally when she looked at Lou Hua expectantly, she saw him with a smile that was not a smile.

Lou Hua looked back at the direction of the crowd, and said slowly:

"You think I can't see it, you are for..."

"No!!" Liaoyang became anxious all of a sudden, and his face was flushed red.

"Is that right, I read it wrong?" Lou Hua nodded:

"Then I'll kill that kid."

"Master!" Liaoyang stomped on the spot, about to cry again:

"Wuuu, I brought private goods. I was wrong... I didn't expect to meet him again here, but I won't delay my business!"

Lou Hua got a headache when he heard her cry, he sighed:

"Do you think those old fellows in Qingyang Mountain live for nothing?"

After finishing speaking, he jumped down from the branch and tapped Liaoyang on the head with his fingers:

"If I hadn't found you today, with your monster aura, you would have been stabbed to death by a random sword before you entered the mountain gate."

Liaoyang was stunned by his knock, and it took him a long time before he said in a daze:

"Yeah, yes, I forgot."

Lou Hua glanced at her, then took out a red bead from the storage ring and threw it to Liaoyang:

"Wear it, don't take it off easily, or I won't save you."

"Okay! Master, don't worry, I'm smart." Liaoyang took the bead and happily rushed over to hug Lou Hua's leg:

"I like Master the most!"

Lou Hua pushed her away with his legs in disgust:

"When the time comes, Qingyang Mountain Zongmen Grand Competition, don't embarrass me."

"must!"

Liaoyang got up from the ground, happily put the beads on next to her body, and then walked back to the team with her little steps.

Looking at Lou Hua from a distance, the little girl has always been lively, and she will soon be able to mingle with the people around her.After a while, unknown who told a joke, a group of half-grown teenagers laughed heartily, almost all the laughter reached Lou Hua.

Among them was a young man with a refined temperament and a shy smile.

He didn't look quite the same as before, but he was still so dazed that Lou Hua recognized him at a glance.

"It's nice to be young." An old guy in the sea of ​​consciousness sighed.

He paused, and suddenly remembered a verse:

"Baby, when you first entered Qingyang Mountain, how did you hide your demonic aura from those elders?"

"How would I know." Lou Hua walked slowly in the woods:

"At that time, even I myself didn't know what I was, so how could they see it."

He walked out of the woods and continued walking along the mountain path.

The weather in Qingyang Mountain is like spring all the year round, the trees are lush and verdant for a hundred years, and there are very few cloudy and rainy days, not to mention the snow that has been falling for a hundred years like Shutongyuan.

At this time, the sun was sunny and warm on people's bodies.

Lou Hua walked into the mountain gate with his hands behind his back, and all the young disciples who passed by avoided him. He was in a good mood, and occasionally waved to those people as a greeting, which scared them from walking quickly to walking. trot.

Lou Hua didn't care at all.

He walked up the mountain road, but he didn't go in the direction of Shutongyuan, but turned to the west wing.

The west chamber is where the disciples of Qingyang Mountain reside. It is divided into three courtyards, which belong to the inner and outer sects and the handyman disciples respectively.

But Lou Hua only circled outside, and finally went to a stream in the back mountain of the west chamber.

There is an open space beside the stream, which is now covered with weeds.

Lou Hua was a little dazed. He walked among the weeds and stood there for a while, then silently knelt down and looked at the stream opposite.

The running water reflected the sunlight, shimmering and making a slight sound of running water.

According to the appearance in memory, Lou Hua draws a space in front of her eyes with her hand.

"My house was demolished by them."

He was a little lost in thought.

"Huh? You don't live with other disciples?" Ying Long asked.

"I was brought back to Qingyang Mountain by my brother. I was a handyman disciple at first. At that time, there was no spare room in the west wing. They didn't like me and wouldn't let me in. When my brother knew about it, he helped me build a small wooden house here. "

Lou Hua muttered to himself:

"By the way, I couldn't call him Senior Brother at that time, I called him Qin Xianjun."

Lou Hua stared at the stream for a while, and after a while, a group of teenagers walked over, talking and laughing, and Lou Hua noticed a boy in coarse clothes at a glance.

The boy was thin and thin, squatting by the stream, washing something with his head down.

The rest of the handyman disciples around the boy gathered together, chatting and laughing, but he was far away from them, just doing his own thing silently.

Lou Hua sat in the weeds, watching the boy squatting by the stream and busying himself.

From noon to evening, the people around the boy were playing and laughing, but the excitement seemed to have nothing to do with him, as if he was isolated from the noise of the world.

He was busy, and Lou Hua was looking at it. When it was getting late, the boy finally pulled out the last piece of weeds.

The boy got up and stood there for a while, then washed his hands in the stream, turned and left in one direction.

Lou Hua had been staring at him with his chin propped on the spot, but now seeing him leaving, he also got up and followed.

The young man walked very fast, Lou Hua followed his back, but couldn't catch up no matter what.

Ying Long in the Sea of ​​Consciousness has already woken up from sleep, his voice is still a bit confused:

"Hey baby, you're a real person. You just sat there all afternoon, what are you going to do now?"

Lou Hua ignored him.

He stared closely at the boy's back, fearing that he might lose it, and even started running in the end.

People passing by didn't know what Lou Hua was chasing, and they were afraid to avoid it.

The hem of the white coat flew up with his movements, and he chased the boy, running from the west wing to the school grounds.

In the end, the boy stopped on the edge of the school field, holding his knees to catch his breath.

He raised his eyes and looked at the boy in white on the school field.

The boy was wearing the white school uniform of Qingyang Mountain, holding a sword flower in his hand, and his movements were flowing like clouds and flowing water, as graceful as a fairy.

Ying Long was very surprised: "Why are you running so fast? Is there anything interesting about this?"

Lou Hua opened his mouth, but did not have time to answer.

The boy beside him gave him the answer:

"It's late, he's leaving."

Lou Hua turned her head and looked at the same face as her own.

It's just that the young man is not as tall as him, and he hasn't grown up yet, and his immature face is full of gloom that doesn't match his age.

The young man looked up at Lou Hua indifferently, his black pupils seemed to contain thousands of years of ice, cold and alienated:

"Is it right?"

The four eyes met, and Lou Hua saw himself again from the perspective of an outsider hundreds of years later.

Black hair and black eyes, gloomy and indifferent, although the appearance is gentle, but the eyes are always aggressive, can't smile, and is not flattering.It seems that he is really different from the present him.

At that moment, Lou Hua seemed to understand why Qin Dongyi said he had changed.

He raised his hand to touch his head, but his hand passed through a phantom without touching anything.

And as the sound of that sentence fell, the boy's figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared.

When he was young, his eyes and people always followed Qin Dongyi.

He didn't like Qingyang Mountain, and stayed in Qingyang Mountain only because he could be closer to Qin Dongyi.Like now, after finishing work every day, run faster. If you are lucky enough, you can see Qin Dongyi on the school grounds.

At that time, Qin Dongyi didn't know him well, and all he had was the thin and weak child who was picked up by himself and pushed out by others.

Sometimes Qin Dongyi couldn't see the building paintings on the side of the school grounds, but sometimes he noticed them, and would smile and say hello to him.

Unlike him, Qin Dongyi was surrounded by many people, including masters, brothers and friends, but he was a stranger and could only be placed at the very bottom.

From before to now, Qin Dongyi may have never understood what he represents in Lou Hua's heart.

In his opinion, he just helped a child casually one day, which was nothing to him, it was a small effort, and it was nothing to worry about.

But Lou Hua was not satisfied with this, so he spent a long time slowly occupying Qin Dongyi's life, making himself an indelible existence in his memory.

Lou Hua raised her eyes and looked at the boy in white on the school field.

The white-clothed boy slowly changed with the movement of the sword tip, and finally changed into the familiar smoky blue.

Qin Dongyi turned his back to him.

He didn't see the Louhua, just like those days many, many years ago.

When he saw the smoke and green going far away, Lou Hua followed him belatedly.

He followed Qin Dongyi to a cliff, went around on the road, but lost it in the end.

"Baby, what are you chasing after?"

Ying Long has been in a cloud of mist since just now.

He shared vision with Lou Hua, but he didn't see anything special or anyone.

"Qin Dongyi, he is going here, have you seen it?"

Lou Hua's eyes gradually turned bright red, he was in a trance, looking around for the figure of that person.

Hearing what he said, Ying Long used a trace of his spiritual consciousness to check, thinking that he was secretly attacked by some kind of spiritual attack.

But it didn't.

Soon, he realized that this was Lou Hua's own problem.

Ying Long sighed:

"Calm down, you're stunned."

"I didn't, I saw it."

"But I didn't see it, it was your hallucination."

Lou Hua frowned, a slight stabbing pain flashed through her mind.

He tried his best to see if there was any smoke around him, but he didn't see it, but was attracted by some black and gray debris in front of him.

Lou Hua was stunned for a moment, his pupils returned to normal, he raised his hand to catch the small object floating in mid-air, twisted it gently with his fingers, and found that it was the ashes left by the burned paper.

He subconsciously looked at the place where the ashes came, and he saw a cluster of flames on the edge of the cliff not far away, and there was a sneaky person squatting beside him.

Lou Hua leaned over with light steps.

When he got closer, he realized that the man was Wen Jianxian.

"You want to burn Qingyang Mountain?"

Lou Hua lightly kicked Wen Jianxian's calf with her toe, and looked him up and down.

The man walked silently, and Wen Jianxian was so frightened that he almost fell off the stone.

He patted his chest in shock and didn't have time to answer his question.

Lou Hua noticed that beside him was a pile of yellow paper of unknown purpose.

He frowned again and asked: "You are drawing talismans, do you want to be a talisman repairer?"

"Neither." Wen Jianxian stepped aside, scratching his head embarrassedly:

"I'm burning paper."

"What are you burning paper for?" Lou Hua, like a curious child, picked up one and looked at it.

Wen Jianxian ignored him, just sat back on the rock, and put paper money into the fire:

"This is a folk custom, used to commemorate the deceased relatives. Today happens to be the seventh day of Siqi."

"Wen Siqi?" Hearing the name, Lou Hua threw the paper back in disgust:

"Remember what he did?"

"He is my own younger brother, my only family member." Wen Jianxian shrugged, with the warm light of the burning fire reflected in his eyes.

There was a wind blowing, the flames swayed twice, and the paper ashes flew into the air with the wind. I don't know if I can bring this longing to the person who passed away.

And hearing his words, Lou Xiang seemed to have heard something funny, so he sat beside him and looked at his expression with his head tilted:

"He slaughtered your sect, used your life to make a deal, and lied to you for so many years. Don't you blame him?"

"Resentment is blame, but in the final analysis, it is thanks to him that I can live until now. Now that everyone is gone, what's the use of caring about who is right?"

With that said, Wen Jianxian took out two bowls of porridge that were still steaming from the storage bag.

He put a bowl by the fire, thought for a while, and handed the other bowl to Lou Hua.

"Si Qi likes sweet food, I added sugar, would you like to try it?"

Lou Hua looked at him, then at the bowl of porridge, and finally reached out to take it, took a sip with a spoon and tasted it.

The sweet smell permeated between the lips and teeth, Lou Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, and could see that he was in a good mood.

A bowl of sweet porridge was quickly wiped out by him, Lou Hua put down the bowl, watched Wen Jianxian's movements, and imitated him by picking up a piece of paper and putting it in the fire, as a thank you for his bowl of sweet porridge.

He watched the yellow paper turn into ashes, and asked again:

"You hate him?"

Wen Jianxian nodded, then shook his head again.

"you love him?"

Wen Jianxian still nodded and shook his head.

He also found that Lou Hua seemed difficult to understand, so he explained empathetically:

"Young Master Lou, there is no absolute between hate and love. Human emotions are complex and delicate, and cannot be summed up simply."

Lou Hua nodded, and after a while, he snapped his fingers and said to Wen Jianxian:

"Then tell me, does Qin Dongyi love me? We have a good relationship, I have killed many people, I have lied to him, but I have also protected him. If I die for him, he will follow you Same, burn paper for me?"

"..." The truth of these words stopped Wen Jianxian from asking.

He smiled awkwardly at Lou Hua:

"You might as well ask Shuyue-jun directly..."

With that, he put the last bit of paper into the fire.

The light of the fire quickly devoured the thin object.

Wen Jianxian cast a small spell to extinguish the fire.

He stared at the ashes on the ground in a daze for a long time, finally sighed heavily, rubbed his knees, stood up and prepared to leave.

But during the movement, when he raised his eyes, he saw two figures on the opposite hill.

It was a man and a woman, the man was dressed in a smoky blue robe, he couldn't see clearly at night, but the girl beside him was dressed in a peach-colored dress, which was very eye-catching.

Wen Jianxian looked fresh, so he patted Lou Hua on the shoulder and pointed him to the location:

"It's a coincidence, Mr. Shuyue is there."

Hearing this, he also stared at the painting in ecstasy, and looked over.

He raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Blossoming flowers?"

Lou Hua read out the girl's name word by word:

"What are they two doing?"

Wen Jianxian thought that he was also watching the fun, so he sat down and analyzed with him:

"Hua Zhuozhuo? So it's Mr. Guiyun. You look at that talented girl, she must be admiring the moon."

"Lang Cai, female appearance?"

Lou Hua curled her lips and smiled coolly.

Wen Jianxian thought that he didn't understand the word, so he explained it to him seriously:

"Yeah, a man and a woman, both talented and beautiful, this is another kind of love besides family affection, called love. Look, Shuyue Guiyun, how well-matched? I also heard from Elder Wuyan that the golden poison on Shuyuejun's body The reason why it can be solved is because Mr. Guiyun just came back from the experience at that time, and he has a heavenly ten thousand year lark in his hand that can cure all kinds of poisons. She took out the heavenly treasure without blinking. This is not love, what is it? ?”

Lou Hua's eyes turned scarlet, and his fingers turned white, but unfortunately Wen Jianxian didn't notice it.

Well, it turns out that the poison of the dead seedling was detoxified by Hua Zhuozhuo.

"Baby, calm down, calm down."

Ying Long wanted to cry.

Wen Jianxian was still talking loudly about his little love class, but Ying Long just wanted to fly out and gag this man and beg him not to talk.

"I can't calm down."

At some point, the golden bone spur appeared in Lou Hua's hand.

His eyes were scarlet, and the figures of those two people were reflected in his pupils.

He snorted coldly and said with a half-smile:

"After all, I'm a mad dog, aren't I?"

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