my little fairy

Chapter 5

Qing He went back to his room but couldn't fall asleep

"Nineteen has an injury on his back, so he can only sleep on his stomach. It's so uncomfortable. I don't know if he will be so painful that he can't sleep?"

There is a wall between him and Qingyu, considering the shocking scars on his body, those people must have struck too hard.

On the second night, Qinghe was still worried about Nineteen’s injuries, and he couldn’t sleep at night. When he walked around, he found that the light in Qingyu’s room was still on.

"Senior brother? Why hasn't senior brother rested so late?"

"Didn't you sleep too, what's the matter? Does your body hurt badly?"

"It really hurts a little bit, which makes senior brother laugh."

"Come, come!" Qing He took Qing Yu's hand and walked towards the bed without saying a word, "You lie down, oh no, you hurt your back and you can't lie down, then you lie down."

"Get down?"

"Get down quickly and cover yourself with the quilt."

Qingyu didn't know what Qinghe wanted to do, she could only listen to him obediently get into bed and lie on the bed.

"When I was young, I often had nightmares, and I didn't dare to sleep at night. Master would tell me stories, and now I'll tell you stories to distract you. Maybe you'll fall asleep without feeling the pain."

"tell a story?"

It was the first time that Qingyu heard that she could tell stories when she couldn't fall asleep. In the past, her uncle was busy with family affairs and never told Qingyu a story. Mo Chuan was only a child at that time, and he never thought of telling stories to coax another child.Ye Qinghe was also the first person who wanted to tell Qingyu a bedtime story. He never thought that after becoming a fairy for a hundred years, he would still be able to listen to other people's bedtime stories.

"Once upon a time, there was a family, that family was poor, and one day they suddenly got a baby......"

Ye Qinghe tirelessly told Qingyu one short story after another he didn't know where he heard it. For a moment, Qingyu really forgot the painful injury on his body, and soon fell into a deep sleep.Hearing Qingyu's calm breathing, Ye Qinghe felt relieved.

"I didn't expect it to be really useful. If you still feel pain tomorrow, I'll tell you a story."

For the next few days, Qing He went to Qing Yu's room to tell him stories every night, and every night he waited until Qing Yu fell asleep, tucked him in the quilt, and then quietly went back to sleep in his own room.

Because Qingyu had an injury, the head of the Changjun asked Qingyu to heal the injury first before starting to practice. Qingyu was happy to stay in the house because he was unfamiliar with the place, and Qinghe brought three meals a day.On the contrary, many brothers were curious about who this new nineteenth brother was. He was not seen in morning training, lunch or evening training.

Chen Ci, who was most curious, couldn't help but ask Qing He about it.

"Ye Qinghe, you've only met Nineteen. Where is he from? What does he look like? I heard that he is sixteen or seventeen years old. Usually he is not sent to cultivate immortals at this age."

Chen Ci is a child of the Chen family in Yunxi Town at the foot of Yunfeng Mountain. The Chen family is a well-known wealthy family in the town, but Mr. Chen's family is very close to others. Go to Chen's house to play.When Master Chen was young, he was devoted to Taoism, but his family didn't allow it, so he could only entrust his dream of cultivating immortals on Chen Ci. Chen Ci didn't give his father any face.

"Chen Ci, if you put this effort into cultivation, your father won't beat you up next time you go back."

"It's not big or small! I'm your senior brother!"

"Come on, you just got started three days earlier than me."

"Don't say three days, even if it's three hours, I'm still your senior brother!"

"With your cultivation level, you still want to be a senior brother."

After dinner, Qing He came to apply medicine for Qing Yu as he did a few days ago

"Nineteen, your medicine is very good. Such a serious injury has almost healed in a few days. Oh, did you buy this medicine?"

"This medicine was given to me by someone I know well."

"Well, if we can buy some, we can scrape some skins, cut our fingers or something, maybe it will be fine soon."

Ming Jing spent a lot of painstaking efforts to refine this medicine. If it was used on such minor injuries, Ming Jing would feel distressed.

"Nineteen, when you recover from your injury, you can practice with us."

"I have Senior Brother Lao these days."

"Why are you so polite, everyone is a senior brother."

With the elixir refined by Ming Jing, Qing Yu's injury improved day by day under Qing He's care.

The rest of the disciples seated by Master Changjun, the master of Yunfeng Mountain, were all practicing swords in the martial arts field.From a distance, he could see a young man in blue clothes following behind Daoist Changjun.

"This is your nineteenth junior brother, who will practice with you from today on."

Qingyu also changed into Yunfengshan's clothes, with cloud patterns and moon patterns embroidered alternately on the wristbands and collar, implying that you can see the moon through the clouds.There are two small golden bells tied around the waist, which are the magic weapon used by Yunfeng Mountain to restrain demons, the lock demon bells.

"This is Nineteen? It looks like a small one."

Chen Ci finally attracted people to him, and he turned out to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with a fair appearance, and now his cultivation is definitely not the last one.

"Xingzhi, I will take care of your nineteenth junior brother from now on."

"Yes, father." Mu Xingzhi is the only son of the head of the sect and the elder brother of Yunfeng Mountain.He has a high level of cultivation, looks good, and behaves modestly and politely. The elders of Yunfeng Mountain are very optimistic about him, that is, the child of other people's family in the legend, and he is also quite popular among the brothers and sisters of Yunfeng Mountain.

Chen Ci originally thought that his master had accepted such an "old" junior, so his cultivation was better than him.As a result, they all underestimated Qingyu.

"No way! How long has he been here? He is so powerful."

"If you practice hard, you can be as proud as you want."

"Yes, yes, no matter how you say it, I am your senior brother, how can you talk to your senior brother with a gun and a stick?"

"You? Brother? You are not worthy."

"I!"

"Alright, alright."

Seeing that Chen Ci and Lin Yingzhi were about to quarrel again, Qing He hurriedly stood in the middle to block it.

"Chen Ci, it's not that you don't know how to call senior brother senior brother. If you want to hear him call you senior brother, unless you can beat him in the competition."

To say that Lin Yingzhi also has a strange temper, the head of Changjun brought him back from Mingcheng, he started at the age of five, and he has been in the school for almost 13 years, and he has never been seen back home, but his relatives are still alive.Although the entry ranks fourteenth, he called Mu Xingzhi a senior brother. In his concept, no matter whether you started before him or not, he will only admit you as a senior brother if you can beat him.

Originally, other people were also dissatisfied because Qingyu became the head disciple at the "advanced age" of 17 years old. After seeing Qingyu's talent in the past few days, they can only feel ashamed, alas, God is still unfair, why? Can others be gifted?

After practicing for a few days, Qingyu looked around at the senior brothers and felt a little strange, so she had to ask Ye Qinghe to understand.

"Brother, did Master only accept five of us as disciples?"

"Yes."

"Then why am I the nineteenth disciple?"

"Oh, that's because you are nineteenth among the inner disciples. Master's children, or friends' children, and the two of us, the ones that Master brought back to teach him are all inner disciples, and the others are all disciples. Outer room disciple."

"But today I didn't see the other fellow apprentices, did they go out?"

"That's not true. Master only accepted five of us. Uncle Changping's one is usually for refining medicine, and Uncle Changle's is for practicing poison! Those two schools often practice poison and I will detoxify, so in the You can’t see them in the martial arts field, Master Changyue’s team focuses on rhythm, and their weapons are all musical instruments, so they don’t come to the martial arts field. There are only five of us.”

"So that's how it is. Then we all use our family name?"

"It's not because the master is too lazy to name it. The name of the senior brother is all given by Uncle Changyue."

"Master Changyue?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Martial Uncle Chang Yue is the eldest brother's uncle."

Finally figured out these little things, and also recognized several other senior brothers. Qingyu will follow them to practice swords every day. Changjun sits down and has a good relationship with his disciples. Chen Ci’s home is in Yunxi Town at the foot of the mountain. The four of them, senior brothers, often go to the Chen's house to play, and after Qing Yu gets started, he will also go to the Chen's house with them.