The Seven Sick Girls Can't Ask For Me

Bandit Lu Qing is now in a dream, just a bystander.Although he could see his own body when he lowered his head, the people in this memory couldn't see him, treating him like air.

Opposite the young boy stood a young man about 20 years old, wearing a white robe, with a clear face, a radiant look, and a gleam in his eyes.

"Father!" He Juangui shouted. "I just can't figure out why my sister can learn the piano, my elder brother can learn the piano, and all the disciples on Mingwu Mountain around me can learn the piano. But I can't learn it alone?"

Lu Qingbandit saw that the white-robed man's face was somewhat similar to He Juangui's, and when he heard He Juangui calling his father, he knew that this must be the late former head of Mingwu Mountain, He Juangui's father .

"Gui'er." The white-robed man frowned, "Don't mess around. You are different from them. You can't do what they do. You want fairness, but how can you be able to do what other people in this world can do? Do it? You see that other people are so advanced that they can move mountains and seas, so you ask for it, but can you do it yourself? If it is true, the world will be in chaos."

"I don't want to move mountains and seas, nor do I want to catch the moon and catch the stars." He Juangui said, "Now I just want to practice the piano, can't it work? I am obviously better than my sister, senior brother, and second senior brother." " As he spoke, tears rolled down from his eyes, and his eyes were slightly red.

The white-robed man stopped talking, sighed for a while, and patted his head.

"This matter is not as simple as you think... Gui'er, if you listen to your father and me, then stop asking, just listen to me, when did I hurt you, father?"

Bandit Lu Qing had just seen He Juangui, a young boy with red eye circles and tears streaming down his face like rain, his body trembling like a bamboo that had been hit by the rain.Immediately, his heart ached so much that he quickly squatted down and hugged him weakly, comforting him:

"Don't cry. I think your father is also a fool! There are magic weapons in this world, spears and sticks, swords and contradictory swords, which one can't be used for fighting? The left and right are things outside the body, how can there be any distinction between high and low? Hehe , What did he say when I ever hurt you! His words alone are a great harm to people. How many children in the world have been deceived by these words. He is confused and doesn't know what to say, don't believe him! Do not be sad!"

Of course, He Juangui couldn't hear what he said, and his outstretched hand passed through He Juangui's body, and he could only make an embrace gesture, but seeing the man crying sadly, he still endured it. He couldn't help wiping the tears on his cheeks with his robe.

"I know!" He Juangui said, "You must want me to use the sword so that I can be the reincarnation of the white jade sword Shunhua sage, so that I can use the sword to break through the evil abyss of dreams in the demon world, that's right. no?"

"Who did you listen to say this?" The white-robed man's tone became cold.

"Everyone says that, that I was born with the Dao bone, the talent is outstanding, and I was born in Mingwu Mountain. I must be the reincarnation of the sage Shunhua." He Juangui sniffled and wiped away his tears. "Heaven reincarnates, yin and yang reincarnate, how can he be so lucky that he was born with a natural body twice? Besides, even if he and I are the same soul, after reincarnation, we are not alone! You all say I It's his reincarnation, but why don't you say he's my previous life?"

"Shut up! Sage Shunhua is my former sage, Gao Xian, how can it be your turn to arrange?" The white-robed man's face was as cold as ice, he flicked his sleeves, and strode back like a wind. Disappeared at the door, only sent a word with aura from afar. "From now on, you don't have to go to Zangshu Pavilion. Tell me what book you want to read, and I'll get it for you. You are not allowed to play the piano anymore. Practice your sword. I will test you every day. Don't play tricks with me!"

The sound of thread breaking came from a sandalwood table behind He Juan's return. Several colorful silk threads on the table were broken one by one, obviously broken by the spiritual energy of the sound transmission.

He walked over, put away the silk thread little by little in a daze, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand.His eyes turned red, and he was about to shed tears again. He murmured: "But since the sage Shunhua is my disciple of Mingwu Mountain, why doesn't he use the qin instead of the sword? He doesn't accept disciples in the mountain gate, either. If you don’t write books to teach the exercises, you will disappear in the end?”

A person turned out from behind the screen of Cuiyu, also thirteen or fourteen years old, a girl with a peach blossom face, long hair tied behind her head, red lips and white teeth, but at the moment her face was condensed, and she looked a little less like a cardamom girl should be. Coquettish and fresh.

Just now when He Juangui was talking to their father, she held back her breath and listened behind the screen. At this moment, she came over and hugged He Juangui, "I don't want this thing anymore, I'll make some more for you." The new one is!"

Lu Qing bandit could tell from the immature face that this was He Juangui's older sister, He Yanchu.

It turned out that their father did not allow He Juan to return to practice the piano, nor did he allow him to go to teach those cultivation classes, and he was not even allowed to touch the piano.The two of them came up with a way to wrap the silk thread of weaving clothes with two branches on the left and right, spread it flat on the table and stretch it out. When using it in daily use, they played with their fingers half an inch away from the silk thread, and named it "half-inch". inch qin", He Juangui used this to practice fingering for playing the qin.

But his father wanted to destroy even such things.

"No need, sister." He Juangui lowered his head, "If you do it for me again, he will still destroy it. It's wasting your thoughts, sister."

He Yanchu pretended to smile, "What's the matter, there are some gadgets on the left and right, and it doesn't take much effort to make them. If he destroys one of you, I'll make two for you. If he destroys two for you, I'll make you two." Make you four. One to hide in your shoes, one to hide under your pillow, one to hide on the bed canopy, and one to hide under the stool you're sitting on. He won't find it, there's always a way !"

He Juangui bit his lips with tears in his eyes, and whispered: "But he doesn't allow me to practice the piano, but he will always find a way!"

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and they both knew that the key to this matter was not how many "half-inch pianos" they made, but their father.

Suddenly there was a rattling of the door curtain outside, and a woman in her 40s came in.Her face was full of weather, she was no longer youthful and beautiful, and her hands were full of calluses.If a mortal has cultivated the way of immortality, as long as he has achieved a little bit of cultivation, he can control his appearance and prevent him from aging.There are also alchemists who have trained some Zhuyan Dan, Changqing Dan and so on, which are very popular among female cultivators.

But the old woman's face was not because of any strange exercises she practiced, but because she was a mortal herself.

"Aunt Xue, what's the matter? Does mother have any orders?" He Yanchu asked.He Juangui turned around, wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, and refused to let her see him crying.

Aunt Xue was He Juangui's maidservant by He Yanchu's mother, she had taken care of them when they were young, and He Yanchu and He Juangui had always respected her.She is a mortal with no cultivation at all, and the mother of the two is also a mortal with no cultivation at all.

Lu Qing bandit thought, "Just now I saw that white-robed man, although his appearance is elegant and handsome, he is not as good as He Juangui's demeanor of ice pot Yuyue. I don't know how beautiful their mother is, Only then can such good-looking people be born."

Aunt Xue shook her body, fell to her knees, and burst into tears.

"You two little masters, go and see Miss! Hurry up! Also, there is still time to see her for the last time."

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