Jun Xie Chenxin

Feng Ninghan had no appetite to eat, so he waited for Song Qi to finish eating, and then called him out of the door.

Song Qi thought that the master would explain to him some things about his relationship with the second master, but he didn't expect that when he went out, the master threw the broken water to himself.

Song Qi jumped to catch the broken water, and asked doubtfully, "Master...you are?"

"Practice the sword." After finishing speaking, Feng Ninghan picked up a branch and attacked Song Qi. Song Qi reacted immediately and immediately drew out the cut-off water.

A silver-white sword energy was drawn out, Feng Ninghan swept the branches around and easily dispelled the sword energy, and then turned from defense to attack.The two fought, each move neatly.Soon, Feng Ninghan gained the upper hand.

I saw him stabbing Song Qi with a branch. Song Qi wanted to use his strength to strike, but when he was about to catch the branch, Feng Ninghan stopped immediately. Song Qi suddenly became suspicious, and the sword in his hand missed. Feng Ninghan had already arrived at Song Qi's side, and put his elbow on Song Qi's shoulder. Song Qi's shoulder was strained, causing his hand to loosen, and the broken water flow was thrown out. Feng Ninghan flew to catch the broken water flow, and landed firmly Then, he turned around and looked at Song Qi.

"It's too slow to respond."

"..."

"But you don't have many actual battles, so it's already very good."

Song Qi, who was still listless, immediately became happy, "Thank you, master!"

"Keep practicing."

"Ok!"

……

For a few days, they lived like this.

When Feng Ninghan wakes up from Qi Yang's side every day, the first thing he does is to see if Qi Yang wakes up, as if waiting for him to wake up has become a habit.In the end, he had to go to see it every half an hour, and then he practiced sword with Song Qi in the sidelines.

Song Qi is indeed a prodigy in martial arts. The first time Feng Ninghan confronted him, he used tree branches, and the third time, he used Zhi Ge to fight against him.Although it is still not as good as Feng Ninghan, but it is not bad to be able to make back and forth calls and stick to a cup of tea.

Today is the last day of the [-]th day, Feng Ninghan has something on her mind, so naturally she can't sleep well, she woke up countless times in one night, seeing that Qi Yang beside her was still asleep, she stretched out her hand to check his body temperature, she felt normal, so she hugged him Seeing Qi Yang continue to close his eyes and rest his mind until the sky turned white, Feng Ninghan didn't sleep anymore after opening his eyes.

He got up, tucked in the quilt, and then leaned over to look at Qi Yang carefully. His black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the ends of his hair fell on Qi Yang's forehead.

"Qi Yang, today is the last day. You will wake up after I take the last medicine for you at noon, okay?" Feng Ninghan said, gently stroking Qi Yang's face with his hand.

"Hey..." Feng Ninghan sighed, got out of bed, put on a thin shirt and went out.

On a summer morning, in such a valley again, the air was very cold, Feng Ninghan tightened his clothes, raised his eyes to look at the not so bright sky, occasionally a few birds flew by, and flew away into the distance, It gradually became a black spot.

Song Qi washed the rice from the lake, fetched water, was holding the rice bowl in one hand, and the wooden barrel in the other, walking towards Feng Ninghan from a distance, with an innocent smile on his face, waiting to go When he got close, he called out "Master", and after Feng Ninghan responded, he started to light a fire to cook porridge.

Feng Ninghan approached Song Qi and silently watched him holding the hay and firewood, then lit the fire with flint, the weak flame gradually grew stronger, and then shot straight onto the pot.

Song Qi poured the washed rice into the pot, seeing the master still standing beside him, he felt a little guilty...

Because the master at this moment is very much like a contractor who supervises the work, every move he makes is watched by him.You must know that the master master before was either guarding the second master, or sitting on the threshold in a daze. He would never stand aside and watch his work. How could he stare at himself today...

"The fire is too hot." Feng Ninghan pointed to the pile of firewood.

Song Qi was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly used a wooden stick to pull the fire, pulled out a few pieces of dry wood, and smiled silly, "Hehehe, I didn't notice... I didn't pay attention..." Then, Song Qi He began to carefully pay attention to the master again, and found that he was still staring at him, feeling a little nervous.

"Big...Master..." Song Qi scratched his head.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ninghan hugged her legs, squatted down, and stared at the fire calmly.

Song Qi moved to the side to make room for the master chef.

"I, did I do something bad?"

Feng Ninghan blinked, turned his head to the side, leaned his head on his knees to look at Song Qi, he asked Song Qi, "What bad thing did you do?"

"No, I didn't... It's just that you have never watched me do things before, and today you suddenly looked at me, which made me a little at a loss..." Song Qi glanced at the master, and then quickly closed his eyes.

Today's master... is a bit dull.

Feng Ninghan got up, and his tone was a little petulant, he said, "Then I won't watch it, you remember to save some firewood, you will go to your second master's house to start a fire at noon."

"Oh……"

Feng Ninghan left and returned to the house. Song Qi didn't look at Feng Ninghan until the door was closed.

Today's master is not only dumb, but also a little weird...

After Song Qi finished cooking the porridge, he knocked lightly on the door, "Master, the porridge is ready, would you like some?"

Feng Ninghan let out a "hmm".

Song Qi opened the door and went in, and saw Feng Ninghan sitting at the table, studying with a bamboo tube in his hand.

Song Qi put the porridge and hot dry food on the table, looked at the bamboo tube, and asked, "Master, what are you doing with the bamboo tube?"

Feng Ninghan still lowered his head and fiddled with the things in his hand, "This is given to me by your second master, let me see."

"Oh... I put the porridge here, remember to eat it."

Feng Ninghan nodded, and suddenly asked Song Qidao, "Song Qi, how old are you this year?"

Song Qi thought for a while and said, "It's twelve years old."

"It's really small."

Song Qi, "..." He laughed dryly twice, and he didn't know where he got the courage to tease, but he said, "Master, you are a little strange today."

The movements of Feng Ninghan's hands paused.

Seeing this, Song Qi immediately apologized, "I was wrong, master, I was just talking nonsense!"

Feng Ninghan put the bamboo tube on the table, raised her eyes and said to Song Qi sincerely, "Is there any? Is there anything strange?"

Song Qiyi didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing Song Qi's uneasy expression, Feng Ninghan lowered his head and didn't continue to ask, he said, "Then... maybe it's because of your second master..."

Although he looked very calm on the surface, he was actually very nervous in his heart. He was afraid that Qi Yang would not wake up, what would he do? Then he would not even be able to say sorry. Could it be that he waited for the next life to say it...

He didn't want that.

The next life is a matter of the next life, and if you don't remember anything at that time, it will be meaningless.

He just wanted to finish the things in this life, if Qi Yang couldn't wake up, then he would go to the Underworld, find him underground, and explain it clearly to him.

Whether it's an apology or your own feelings, you have to make it clear with Qi Yang.

What he is more afraid of is...

Qi Yang has only three months to live...

Thinking of this, Feng Ninghan would feel pain in his heart.

Seeing that the master was in a daze, Song Qi called him softly.

Feng Ninghan returned to her senses, her eyes fell on the bamboo tube, "You go and do your work first, and come to the house to light a fire at noon."

"That apprentice, step back first."

"Ah."

The door was closed, Feng Ninghan looked at the bamboo tube, and thought of what Qi Yang said when he handed the bamboo tube to herself.

He said: As long as you launch this bamboo tube, no matter how far you are, it will come to you.

At noon, Feng Ninghan held the only medicine left in his hand and watched Song Qi light the fire in the house.

"Okay, you go out."

Song Qi said, "Okay, if the master still needs to ask me, remember to call me."

"Ah."

After Song Qi went out and closed the door, Feng Ninghan stayed where she was for a while, and finally approached the bed, covered it for Qi Yang, and fed Qi Yang the last dose of medicine.