Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

I don't know the years in the mountains, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

This year, compared to the previous year's one after another, it can be said to be much more flat.

Murong Jing seemed to be enlightened. Ever since she came out of the confinement, she began to devote herself to practicing swordsmanship and Taoism, but because she was punished before and was not allowed to enter the sword exhibition stage, she dragged Tianyong's good brother Ling Yue to compete with swords every day, and was beaten again and again. After knocking down, throw down a slogan that I will come back, and then end the day's exercise.

However, even though Murong Jing was concentrating on practicing kung fu every day, she still couldn't stop her from continuing to cause trouble.Thanks to Xi Miaohua's book donation, some of the disciples who disliked Murong Jing every day would go to Elder Ningdan to register after learning the seriousness of the food safety problem in the canteen of Tianyong City the next day.And another part of the disciples will find some inexplicable things growing on some parts of their bodies the next day.Since Murong Jing prescribed different medicines every time, and it was impossible for Elder Ning Dan to personally treat everyone, he entrusted them to his disciple Ling Yu for treatment.So unconsciously, the prank secretly turned into a competition between Murong Jing and Ling Yu.During this year, along with Tianyong's disciples "illness" and "healing" again and again, coupled with Xi Miaohua's occasional visits and Elder Ningdan's tireless teaching, Murong Jing and Ling Yu's views on medicine and poison have also continued. improve.However, one is a professional class and the other is a hobby. Naturally, Murong Jing's two skills cannot be compared with Ling Yu, who is devoted to studying medicine, and there is a slight gap between them over time.

Of course, so many disciples can't be used by these two children for "comparison" in vain, so Murong Jing is still in various small confinement (no way, she doesn't write scriptures as punishment), but during the confinement, Murong Jing went to There is no need to say more.

Zi Yin is still in retreat, occasionally coming out to instruct two disciples once in a while, and then he runs out and doesn't know where to go to play.

Murong Jing was sentenced to half a month's confinement after offending the precept elder again, and leisurely went to play with Qingzao.By the way, when Murong Jing was in confinement, the peach tree planted in Sihuigu was already half a person tall.

On this day, Ziyin returned from a trip, and what was different from usual was that he brought a child with him this time.

Ling Yue looked at the big one and the small one, and somehow felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

"Lingyue, take care of this child, I'm going to meet the head.: After Ziyin finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

Looking at the dull boy who bowed his head and said nothing, Ling Yue felt that this scene was not only familiar, but that the boy was almost replaced by a girl.

The boy didn't speak, Ling Yue felt that he, as an elder (?) and master (?), needed to liven up the atmosphere.

"What's your name?"

"Han... Baili Tusu." The boy's voice was very low. If Ling Yue hadn't practiced martial arts for many years and had unusual hearing ability, he might not have heard him.

Ling Yue is silent, this child seems to be more difficult to deal with than Fu Jing.

Thinking of Fu Jing who was still grounded, Ling Yue couldn't help but sigh in his heart.This junior sister has not stopped since entering Tianyong City, I hope she can learn to be more well-behaved in the future.

Just as he was thinking, Zi Yin came back and ordered Ling Yue to bring Baili Tusu to the sword tower.So the next day, under the witness of the head of the sect and all the elders, Lingyue added a junior brother named Baili Tusu who had no dao name.

Among the apprentices of the sword-wielding elder of Tianyong City, one is Ling Yue who was selected by many disciples in Tianyong City, the other is Murong Jing who was picked up from nowhere, and the other is Baili Tusu who was picked up from nowhere.

Because of the precedent of Murong Jing, a wild child, many children in Tianyong City have a very bad impression of the invasive wild species... er, no, no, the child who was picked up, and Baili Tu Su Chengtian. With Zhang Poker's face reticent, everyone in Tianyong City naturally didn't like Baili Tusu very much.

Ling Yue watched his junior brother remain silent all day, and suddenly felt that although Fu Jing was a bit naughty, compared to Baili Tusu, at least she was still a normal child.

Speaking of Fu Jing, there should be five more days of her confinement, and the master will go into seclusion for a few days, and the two of them should not be able to see each other... right?

Baili Tusu noticed something was wrong when he had morning class on the first day, and many disciples looked at him with weird and defensive eyes.The Elder Miaofa who was giving the lecture seemed to be planning to call him over when he saw him, but he ignored him again as if he remembered something.

This weirdness lasted until the end of the morning class, and Baili Tusu felt better when he returned to the sword tower.

Based on the principle of asking if he doesn't understand, Baili Tusu seriously asked the only senior brother he could ask for help.

"Brother." Baili Tusu found Lingyue who was practicing sword.

"Junior Brother." Ling Yue felt very relieved to see the usually silent little junior brother talking to him. The child was finally willing to communicate with others.

"Brother, there is something I don't understand, please give me your advice."

"Junior brother, please tell me, I will know everything."

"Brother... why did everyone look at me so strangely in the morning class?"

"...cough cough...this...you just don't need to pay attention to it, Junior Brother."

"Brother, why is this?"

"This..." Isn't this kid usually reticent? Why is he so sharp about this matter?

Lingyue couldn't always tell Baili Tusu that this was a mess left by someone who didn't attend classes well and caused trouble, so he could only cough lightly: "That... just wait patiently for four days, and you will know."

"...Yes, Tu Su knows."

Looking at the figure of Baili Tusu drifting away, Ling Yue couldn't help but thank this little junior for his autism and silence. If he continued to ask, he really couldn't answer properly...

"You wild child who doesn't know where you picked it up, you'd better get out of Tianyong City!"

After the morning class, Baili Tusu was sitting quietly in a small pool by the woods, but met several disciples who also had the morning class.

Before these disciples were sent to the mountain, they were from wealthy families, so they looked down on some disciples, especially wild children like Baili Tusu who were picked up from outside were not looked down upon by them.In the morning class today, Baili Tusu was praised for answering a few questions from Elder Miaofa, and these people felt uncomfortable. Seeing that Baili Tusu was alone, they deliberately came up to find fault.

Baili Tusu frowned: "I'm not a wild child!" He has a mother!And Xiao Chan, Brother Sanshui and the others...

"Who would believe it? I don't know where the bastard was picked up. Is it worthy of staying here!"

"Shut up!" Baili Tusu stood up suddenly, and the children were startled.

"Stinky boy, do you still want to fight!" The leading child put his hands on his hips, with a domineering look: "Everyone, let's go together! Beat this reckless boy to death!"

"Senior brother, he is the disciple of the elder holding the sword, isn't that bad..." a child hesitated.

"The elder holding the sword is retreating, who would know? Besides, everyone knows about Ling Yu. The elder holding the sword will only punish his own disciples, and will not do anything to us! Don't do it yet? Let me do it!" The disciple waved his hands confidently, and after hearing these words, the disciples gradually surrounded him.

Baili Tusu looked at the few people who were getting closer, but didn't intend to fight back.

"Crack!" Suddenly a stone fell from the sky, hitting the head disciple on the head.

"Ah! Bastard, who hit me!" The disciple looked around for the culprit angrily.

"Are you a fool? Stones that come from the sky naturally have to look up to the sky." A lazy voice came, and the disciple looked up, but was hit again.

"Ah! You bastard...you! You...yes, it's you!!!" The originally angry roar changed its tone after seeing clearly who the person in front of him was.

Baili Tusu followed the sound, and saw a little girl in a Taoist gown of Tianyong lying on a branch of a tree, with one leg drooping, dangling intermittently, and the hair that grew to her chest was hanging loose. She was tied up, with a lazy expression on her face, as if someone had disturbed her dream, and there seemed to be a cluster of flames flickering in the depths of her obsidian pupils, staring closely at the disciple.

"Fu... Fu Jing... You, aren't you in confinement?" Those disciples had been in Tianyong City for more than half a year, so they naturally knew Murong Jing's notoriety.

"So you are a fool." Murong Jing looked at him contemptuously: "It's already time, don't you know how to count the days?" Then he scanned all the people: "What are you guys doing? Tea party?"

"We...we... are fine." The leading disciple paled and shook his head.

"It's nothing..." Murong Jing sat up and looked at Baili Tusu with her chin on her hand: "Really?"

When those disciples saw Murong Jing asking Baili Tusu, they all became uneasy.

Baili Tusu nodded slightly, and those disciples obviously let out a sigh of relief.

"Is that so..." Murong Jing rolled her eyes, "Who called you a jerk just now?"

The leading disciple trembled a little: "You... what do you want to do? I warn you, don't mess around! I will call!"

"Ah?" Murong Jing frowned: "Don't say it like I'm going to do something to you." After saying that, she lay back on the tree, and after a while, she suddenly got up and shouted to those people: "It's nothing. Get out of here! Don't block my eyes here!"

The few disciples trembled from the yelling, and immediately ran away scrambling.

Baili Tusu looked at the backs of those people leaving in a hurry, without any reaction.

Murong Jing raised her eyelids and sized him up: "Are you Ling Yue's junior?"

Baili Tusu nodded.

Seeing Baili Tusu's appearance, Murong Jing let out a long sigh: "The stinky old man has recruited his disciples randomly again. One wooden stake in Lingyue is not enough, and another stuffy jar came in." After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and continued take a nap.

Baili Tusu just sat by the pool, picked up stones and hit the water, but his skills were not good enough, and he didn't hit a single float.

"I'm so stupid, that's not how you play." A voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and Baili Tusu saw a stone throw an elegant parabola on the water, and then jumped three times on the water before gradually falling to the bottom of the pool.

"Why did the stinky old man accept you as an idiot?" Murong Jing looked at Baili Tusu with a look of disgust.

Baili Tusu frowned: "You are not allowed to call Master!"

"Yo, you're quite protective of him." Murong Jing curled her lips in disdain: "But do you know that you have already lost a lot to your master with your appearance just now!"

"What did you say?"

"You are the disciple of the majestic sword-wielding elder of Tianyong City. No one in this world can bully you except your master, brother and sister. Do you know that? Not to mention that others are bullying you. How dare you not Knowing how to fight back! It’s really embarrassing for your master, brother and sister! Tell you, whoever bullies you will pay back double or ten times or a hundred times! Dare to scold you and knock out all his teeth. Take it easy, do you understand!" Murong Jing became like a teapot, pressing her fingers on Baili Tusu's head.

Baili Tusu: "..."

Many years later, when Baili Tusu recalled the scene when he first met Murong Jing, there was still a warm current in his heart, because this was the first time someone stood up and told him that he was not an abandoned person.