【Ice Autumn】Crossing Mountain Spring

bamboo forest.

Lush and lush, cool and quiet bamboo forest.

There was a sound of "click, click, click", and the disciples who were practicing swords in the open space of the bamboo forest all looked sideways, showing indescribable expressions.

Ming Fan thrust his sword into the ground and shouted, "I can't take it anymore!"

He gritted his teeth, pointed at the unidentified species that was growing very gratifyingly not far away, and broke down: "How long is this beast going to eat! The bamboo on Qingjing Peak can't grow fast enough for it to eat!! Is it a spirit beast or something? pig!!"

A disciple weakly persuaded: "...Elder brother, don't talk about it. The beast is frightened and is about to rape someone again."

"Yeah, yeah... we can't beat it anyway..."

"That's right, it's calm for a while..."

Ming Fan was almost depressed to death.Since this short-haired monster ran out from the back mountain that day, it has been gnawing bamboo everywhere in Qingjing Peak every day, but the master specially ordered not to hurt it, so that the life of this animal is more nourishing than that of humans.

Compared to it, since that boy Luo Binghe was injured, he was thrown a lot of business right away. He didn't touch the ground every day, he was finally able to practice swordsmanship, and he had to be harassed by this beast You can't have peace, so don't be too aggrieved!

It's really worse than a beast!

...But why does he compare himself with beasts!

Ming Fan was made cold by himself, the short-haired monster who didn't know it, and concentrated on gnawing bamboo, in his eyes, could be said to be abominable.

As soon as Shen Qingqiu stepped into the bamboo grove, he heard a familiar sound of flying and jumping, and the folding fan in his hand beat.

"...Brother, calm down!"

"Brother, don't draw your sword!!!"

"..."

Luo Binghe followed behind him with his original mind, and asked in doubt: "Master, what happened?"

Shen Qingqiu coughed in embarrassment: "...Maybe your senior brothers are messing around again."

Luo Binghe's injuries this time were quite serious, his body was full of large and small wounds, with scars all over, and there were also serious internal injuries.Even though the hero's stamina and physique are astonishingly good, he still took a long time to recuperate before gradually recovering.

During this period, Shen Qingqiu let Luo Binghe lie peacefully in a side room of the bamboo house to recuperate his wounds, and he also completely calmed down his impetuous heart that had been rare for the past few days. When he deeply reflected on himself, he unexpectedly remembered many things from his previous life.

In his last life, including this time, he was completely lazy, and Luo Binghe was too capable and worry-free, so whenever there were any tasks in the organization, Shen Qingqiu would leave them all to this child.That's why during the three years when Luo Binghe was in Qingjing Peak in his previous life, most of the time was spent traveling around in the outside world.

And those three years happened to be the best three years in Luo Binghe's memory.Because from now on, it will be three years in the abyss, followed by five years in vain.

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Qingqiu's heart was filled with panic.

Thinking about it now, his company for Luo Binghe in the past was indeed too little.

His bamboo house was already close, so Shen Qingqiu spent most of his time by Luo Binghe's bed, except for reading and writing, or reviewing Qingjing Peak's affairs.But now that Luo Binghe's injury was almost healed, but he was always thinking about the long-awaited cultivation, Shen Qingqiu simply asked him to take the mental method, and explained it to him while walking on the Qingjing Peak full of green bamboos.

He simply felt that Luo Binghe had been bored in the room for a long time, and breathing fresh air was good for his body, but he didn't expect to encounter the situation where his disciples fought with the short-haired monster again, and he suddenly had a headache.

Luo Binghe listened for a while, then murmured: "Master, is it that short-haired monster?"

Shen Qingqiu could only nod his head.

Luo Binghe said ashamedly: "It's all because of the disciple's fault, he didn't take good care of him, and let him escape these few days."

Shen Qingqiu felt even more ashamed.To be honest, a large part of the reason for this beast's domineering and unscrupulous behavior in Qingjing Peak is the result of being sheltered and indulged by himself, the peak owner.

I don't know why, the species that he hated so deeply in the last life, since the incident outside the bamboo house that day, has become inexplicably pleasing to his eyes.Anyway, there are not many other things in Qingjing Peak, but there are bamboos everywhere, just eat two if you eat two, and you won't be eaten to death.

The two walked into the bamboo forest, Shen Qingqiu gave a soft "cough".

The fluttering disciples all turned their heads, and when they saw Shen Qingqiu, they immediately froze in place, and shouted angrily in unison, "Master!"

Shen Qingqiu said: "Let's all go away." Glancing at the embarrassed Ming Fan, he casually ordered: "Qiong Ding Peak has compiled some new files and handed them to other peaks for record. Bring it back from Qing Jing Peak."

Ming Fan originally had a face of bitterness and hatred, but when he heard this, his face brightened, and he immediately responded: "Yes!"

A few words sent all the disciples away, and the remaining short-haired monster shook the grass leaves on its body. When it saw Luo Binghe, it immediately let out a "woo" in its throat, and ran wildly.

Shen Qingqiu saw that this huge animal was flung all over its body, as if it was about to pounce on others, its scalp went numb, and it subconsciously backed away.

Luo Binghe glanced at the short-haired monster from a distance, and the latter immediately became timid as soon as he met Luo Binghe's gaze, sobbing in his throat, he slowly approached, and obediently lay down in front of the two.

It's quite bullying!

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help asking: "All these years, have you been raising it all by yourself?"

Luo Binghe bowed his head and said: "Yes. The master gave it to me back then, but the disciple didn't take good care of it. The disciple will take it back and lock it up."

Shen Qingqiu thought about it for a while, at that time he simply didn't want to save Liu Qingge's face, and after taking over the short-haired monster, he changed hands and threw Luo Binghe away, letting him keep it and play.

And Luo Binghe actually raised it up. During this period, this short-haired monster didn't come out to do evil once. It's not easy to think about it.

The child's heart is too real.

Really... In fact, even if Luo Binghe didn't want to secretly throw it away, he wouldn't say anything...

This thing was extremely domineering in front of Qing Jing Peak's disciples. When it saw Luo Binghe, it didn't dare to take a breath. Shen Qingqiu looked funny, and couldn't help but pat the short-haired monster's head.

Luo Binghe suddenly said: "This short-haired monster was given to me by Master, right?"

Shen Qingqiu was stunned, Luo Binghe's ears turned red slightly, and said: "No matter what the master gives to the disciple, the disciple dare not treat it badly."

That's what I said!

A little rebellious, boy!

I really feel sorry for you as a teacher like this!

Shen Qingqiu: "Actually, you don't have to be like this. When you were a teacher, you just talked casually..." Just throwing the burden away casually!

Luo Binghe looked at him even more scorchingly, and said softly: "As long as the master speaks, no matter what it is, the disciple will do it."

Shen Qingqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Luo Binghe.

Although he often heard Luo Binghe express his will to him on weekdays, today's words made Shen Qingqiu's cheeks sore, as if he was suddenly scratched by a small animal, and his scalp exploded from numbness.

Shen Qingqiu waved away that strange feeling, tried his best to maintain his composure, and casually changed the subject: "Your injury is just right, it doesn't matter if your brothers take care of this short-haired monster for two days. Today I will accompany you in the quiet Walking around on the peak, is there any place you want to go in particular?"

Luo Binghe thought for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Master, this disciple wants to go to Zangshu Pavilion to have a look."

Qingjing Peak, as the gathering place for Cang Qiong Mountain sect's youth, has the largest collection of books among the Twelve Peaks, and the scale of the Library Pavilion is even more magnificent than that of Qiong Ding Peak.

As soon as he mentioned Zangshuge, Shen Qingqiu remembered the bitter past of his previous life, in order to adapt to this identity as soon as possible, and read at night by the lamp, frantically supplementing knowledge.

It's really worse than the college entrance examination!

However, the contradiction is the contradiction. After all, Shen Qingqiu has been influenced by the thoughts of the 21st century. He feels that young people must develop in an all-round way, and it is meaningless to fight and kill all the time. Therefore, since he took over Qing Jingfeng, there are only a few books in the Library Pavilion that hide precious ancient books. Outside the place, disciples can come in and out at will.Not to mention Luo Binghe, there is no restriction at all, there is probably no place in the entire Zangshu Pavilion that he has not been to.

Shen Qingqiu himself became an encyclopedia-like existence, and he was completely driven to the shelves, while Luo Binghe somehow, apart from cultivating and pestering him, spent a lot of time in the library, reading a lot All book poses.

So when Luo Binghe proposed to go to Zangshu Pavilion, Shen Qingqiu was a little surprised.

I went there so many times, not only did I not get tired of it, but I also took him to go with me, and I don't know what the kid was thinking.

The light in Zangshu Pavilion was dim, and the two walked through the rows of ancient books, one in front of the other.

Shen Qingqiu's gaze wandered aimlessly among the pile of books, while Luo Binghe followed behind him obediently holding a lamp.

Shen Qingqiu asked: "You asked Wei Shi to accompany you, are you looking for some books?"

Luo Binghe shook his head, "The disciples have read all the books here."

Shen Qingqiu sighed.Ordinary people don't know how many years of classics they have to read, but Luo Binghe has read them all in just a few years, he is worthy of being a top student.

Shen Qingqiu: "Is there something you don't understand?"

Luo Binghe said: "Although this disciple is dull, what is written in these books can still be roughly understood."

Shen Qingqiu stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked, "Then why did you ask Master to accompany you here?"

Luo Binghe's eyes kept wandering, and he didn't notice that Shen Qingqiu stopped suddenly, and just bumped into Shen Qingqiu's arms, the familiar smell of clear ink filled his nostrils, his face flushed immediately, and he quickly stood upright: "Master, Master! sorry!"

Shen Qingqiu held his forehead in his heart, and knocked on Luo Binghe's head with his folding fan: "What were you thinking just now?"

Luo Binghe lowered his head, hesitant to speak.

Shen Qingqiu said: "If you have something to say, just say it, and I won't eat you as a teacher."

Luo Binghe's heart trembled. Seeing that Luo Binghe hadn't spoken for a long time, Shen Qingqiu was puzzled, turned around and continued walking forward.

Luo Binghe gritted his teeth, and said cautiously: "Master, are there any classics related to the demon race in Qing Jing Peak's collection?"