In the courtyard of Haoqi Mountain, flowers and fruits are in full bloom.
On the gardenia tree, among the lush green leaves, small gardenia flowers are mixed with the falling snow, making it difficult for people to tell which one is the flower and which one is the snow.
Under the tree, Liu Nian was sitting on the big rock as usual.
Leaning against the tree, his black eyes stared at the sun that was about to hit bottom, as if waiting for something.
At this time, the sound of opening the door rang, and following the sound, I saw Wanyu Bingmiao slowly walking out of the house.
At this time, she had taken off her blood-stained clothes and put on a thicker Taoist robe.
It seemed that she didn't want to show her scarred appearance.
Wanyu Bingmiao walked gently toward Liu Nian, and stopped next to the snowman closest to Liu Nian. During the whole process, her movements were very gentle, as if she didn't dare to use force.
Wanyu Bingmiao supported the snowman and asked: "Master, are you waiting for the bumpkin?"
Liu Nian looked at Wanyu Bingmiao, who was standing up despite his injuries. He knew that this girl, who had been secretly feeling guilty for a long time, finally had the courage to chat with him after experiencing this beating.
"It's only been so long, do the injuries on your body no longer hurt so quickly?" Liu Nian teased.
Wanyu Bingmiao smiled and did not answer the obvious question.
In the consciousness space, Liu Ernian, who had been taught a lesson, heard this joke and quickly shouted: "It still hurts!"
"Master, you don't have to worry."
Wanyu Bingmiao patted her chest and assured: "She is very sensible, no matter how fun it is outside, she will go home before the sun starts to set."
"I'm relieved that she's well-behaved, but I'm not just waiting for her now."
Liu Nian turned his head to look at the horizon, looking at the still intact sun, and said: "I am waiting for a well-behaved and sensible little girl, and I am also waiting for a boy who goes to Zhaoshi Hall to apply for the deacon's token, but does not bring the spirit stone."
Wanyu Bingmiao scratched her head, somewhat confused.
In order not to let the first chat end like this, Wanyu Bingmiao immediately started to change the subject and said: "Master, are you the one who built all these weird snowmen in the yard?"
"No, this is probably because Xiao Heling was too bored."
"Little Heling...?"
Wanyu Bingmiao thought about the name 'He Ling' in his mind, and suddenly said: "I remembered, it turned out to be the master's wife. I have seen her many times in that illusion!"
Liu Nian raised his brows and turned to look at Wanyu Bingmiao, with a look of confusion on his face: "What is the master's wife?"
Wanyu Bingmiao asked in confusion: "Isn't it...?"
"Miaomiao, I'm very curious, why do you call her Shi Niang?"
"Well..." Wanyu Bingmiao hesitated for a moment and whispered: "I always feel that Master, you are not interested in any beautiful woman, no matter how beautiful you are.
Especially when your eyes turn pure black, you seem to want to keep a distance from everyone, but you are especially close to He Spirit Master... Deacon. "
Liu Nian looked at Huniu next to him with a half-smile, and said softly: "You are observing very carefully!"
A pair of deep black eyes illuminated Wanyu Bingmiao, who felt a little panicked, as if he was about to be silenced.
Liu Nian laughed twice and said, "I have a weird mysophobia. When I get close to others, I always feel a little nauseous.
Although I can now ignore this feeling of nausea, of course it’s better not to feel nauseated. Therefore, I rarely take the initiative to approach others. "
"Then...Master, will you feel sick when you are close to me?" Wanyu Bingmiao asked worriedly.
"There used to be a little bit of it, but it's gone now."
Seeing Wanyu Bingmiao's relieved look, Liu Nian smiled slightly and added: "Actually, none of the elders and deacons of the Haoqi Immortal Sect that I have been close to make me feel sick.
As for why I am so close to He Ling, it is because she looks like the same person. "
"It looks very much like a person..." Wanyu Bingmiao said in confusion: "Isn't it possible that Deacon He Ling is not a human being?"
Liu Nian twitched his mouth slightly helplessly, not sure whether the angry girl in front of him really misunderstood the meaning of his words, or was deliberately making herself angry.
Boom!
A brick was patted on the Tianling cover of Wanyu Bingmiao.
A touch as hard as iron came from the top of his head. Wanyu Bingmiao subconsciously shrank his neck. When he realized that it was not painful, he slowly opened his eyes.
"This brick is given to you. It is illuminated and very powerful. Think of it as a master-disciple gift!"
"Thank you, Master, for the treasure!"
Anhui Bingmiao happily took off the bricks above her head. Although the bricks in her hands were ordinary, she did not dislike them at all.
At this moment, a familiar shout came from the horizon.
"Master~~"
He Wen drove the sect's flying jade plate, carrying Zhao Tubao, and landed steadily at the entrance of the courtyard.
As soon as he landed, Zhao Tubao ran excitedly towards the gardenia tree with his two calves.
He Wen bowed to Liu Nian in front of the door and said goodbye. When Liu Nian saw this, he did not stay.
After Zhao Tubao passed by Liu Nian and called "Master", he jumped up, opened his two small hands and rushed towards Wanyu Bingmiao, who also greeted Wanyu Bingmiao with Zhang Huai.
"Sister, you finally woke up. I miss you so much..."
Just when Zhao Tubao was about to touch Wanyu Bing Miao, a ball of golden mana wrapped the little girl in the air, turned her around, and slowly placed her in front of Liu Nian.
Zhao Tubao showed a sweet smile and said: "Master, Tubao misses you so much..."
Liu Nian smiled and explained: "Your sister is injured. If you rush into her arms like this, she will be hurt."
"Sister is injured!" Zhao Tubao looked at Wanyu Bingmiao with a worried look on his face: "Sister, does your wound still hurt? Do you want the master to help you treat it?"
Liu Nian was the first to speak and said in a strong tone: "No way, bumpkin, the master can't help her heal her injuries. Because the injuries on her body were caused by the master."
Next to him, Wanyu Bingmiao listened to Liu Nian's words and didn't know what to say for a moment.
She changed her clothes to cover up her injuries so that Zhao Tubao wouldn't find out.
First, he was afraid that the little girl would be worried, and second, he didn't want the little girl to know that it was Liu Nian who moved his hand.
Unexpectedly, Liu Nian actually said everything.
Zhao Tubao stood timidly in front of Liu Nian, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice: "Master, you...can you tell Tubao why you hit your sister? Could it be that she made a mistake?"
If Zhao Tubao started to cry directly, Liu Danian would have to show a tough attitude as a master, and Liu Danian was still very reluctant to do this.
Fortunately, Zhao Tubao did not lose his temper, but first asked about the reason for the matter. Such a sensible response made Liu Danian feel a little relieved, but it also inevitably made him feel a little heartbroken.
There are no children in the world who are born sensible, there are only children who grow up through repeated scoldings and beatings.
Today's Zhao Tubao would react like this, which means that she has already experienced a similar situation.
Perhaps the person who was punished for making a mistake at that time was the little girl herself, and the person who was interceding for her should be someone who did not have the power to subvert the rules, but loved the bumpkin.
As expected, it should be the little girl's mother...
"Yes, your sister made a mistake, and it is the kind of mistake that cannot be forgiven. She must be punished.
Regardless of whether she has realized her mistake or not, as her master, I must give her a certain punishment. "
Liu Nian looked at the little girl who kept hanging her head, and said solemnly: "However, the master has forgiven her now!
As long as she asks, the master will willingly help her heal her injuries. "
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tubao immediately turned to look at Wanyu Bingmiao expectantly, but received a response from the other party with a smile and a shake of his head.
The little girl didn't understand why her sister had to die from her injuries and had to bear such a body. She only knew that the original bad thing had been solved.
Seeing the little girl smile again, Liu Danian breathed a sigh of relief and gave his body to Liu Ernian, who had always wanted to hug the bumpkin.
Late at night, the stars and moon enter the sky
In the room, perhaps because she slept long enough, Wanyu Bingmiao couldn't feel sleepy in a short period of time, making today's night particularly peaceful.
After playing with Hewen for a day, Zhao Tubao fell asleep early and was curled up in the arms of Wanyu Bingmiao.
Liu Nian stood alone in the courtyard, and finally saw Xiao Qiandong before he decided to go to Zhaozhidang to "post a missing person notice."
Xiao Qiandong came to Liu Nian and took the lead in returning the elder token to Liu Nian, and then explained the reason for his late arrival.
It turned out that after he told other members of the sect that he was Liu Nian's deacon, everyone thought that Xiao Qiandong had been tricked into joining.
Working under an elder who owes 80 million yuan in debt, it is impossible to get any salary or anything else in this life.
In order to prevent Xiao Qiandong from going astray, the elders pulled Xiao Qiandong and talked a lot, and they refused to stop until the leader showed up.
Then, Xiao Qiandong took out another package and said it was a gift that Bai Xingqie asked him to deliver to Liu Nian.
Liu Nian opened the package, and two pieces of rags slipped out of it.
It fell to the ground with a clang, and the two of them looked down intently, stunned for a moment.
I saw a guqin with all the strings broken lying on the ground, and the unparalleled Taoist rhyme lingered around the broken body...
Under the guqin, there is also a long sword with blue patterns that has been twisted into a twist. The blue sword energy is like a cloud, faintly visible.
