After several people delayed some more time, they took a bite of hot rice. After seeing the pitiful eyes of everyone in Qiulanfang, Qingjiu agreed to carry the table into the room.
As a thank you, I arranged the table for Sake and his group as close to the stage as possible.
"Sake sister, let me pour the wine for you."
While Sake was watching the beauties dancing and playing the piano on the stage, he was about to reach for the wine bottle. Just after the battle with Yan Wugui, Sake's hand was shaking, like a stopper.
However, a magical scene appeared. Several people on the table reached out to get the wine jug, preparing to pour sake. In the end, Hong Xuan was quick enough to grab the jug and stood up, walked to the sake and filled her glass.
"What's your name, sister? Your name is..."
After hearing Hong Xuan's cry, he subconsciously wanted to call him uncle. However, after Nan Er gently touched himself with his foot under the table, Qingjiu realized that his eyes were slightly touched.
"It's nice to call me sister."
Looking at Hong Xuan's slightly probing eyes, Qingjiu said with a slight smile.
"Sister Sake's swordsmanship is really powerful, a hundred times better than mine."
Hong Xuan thought about the sparring between Qingjiu and Yan Wugui just now, and then thought about how difficult it was for him to survive even a few moves under Yan Wugui's offensive. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed for a moment. He slowly lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.
"Why compare with me? Your master has never taught you. You don't need to compare yourself with anyone when you hold a sword in your hand. You are yourself. You must understand what your sword's heart is, why you hold the sword, and for what purpose? Find the meaning of your existence, and then you will be able to move forward without hesitation.”
After hearing Hong Xuan's words, Qingjiu couldn't help but look a little ugly. He even put down the wine glass in his hand. He looked at Hong Xuan seriously and said. After finishing his words, his eyes swept over Wan Dong, Xiao Man and Hong Xuan. Obviously, This sentence was said to these three people.
"I have learned my lesson, Master."
"Cough cough cough..."
Hong Xuan and the others hadn't spoken yet. Wan Hanxiu, who had been sitting silently, spoke first. Wan Hanxiu raised his head, and for the first time, light appeared in his world-weary eyes.
As for Qingjiu, he was startled by his words. He coughed out without even taking a sip of wine. He raised his eyes and looked at Wan Hanxiu, vaguely feeling that he was showing signs of breaking through.
Nan'er raised his hand to pat Qingjiu's back gently, and took out a handkerchief with the other hand to wipe the wine from her lips.
Qingjiu also obediently took his hand away and followed Nan Er's movements, as if he had done this action thousands of times and it was natural.
"Sister Sake, you look very much like someone we know, very much like our junior uncle."
Hong Xuan looked up at Qingjiu, and said in a daze for a moment. This preaching tone, and when she was knocked away by Yan Wugui, she caught him and gently patted his back to comfort him. He looks very much like the little uncle he was back then.
Thinking of this, Hong Xuan's eyes couldn't help but feel a little achy, and the next second he felt something hot slipping out of his eyes.
He looks like a little junior uncle...
"Cough cough cough cough!"
Qingjiu coughed violently because of a word again, but when he saw Hong Xuan's little crybaby with tears streaming down his face, and when he saw Wan Dong and Xiaoman's faces looking a little ugly because of Hong Xuan's words, he still felt soft. .
"Don't cry. If anyone bullies you in the future, tell me that I will help you teach them a lesson, then treat me as your junior uncle."
Qingjiu stood up and raised his hand to rub Hong Xuan's head, comforting him somewhat helplessly.
"No, it's not my junior uncle, ugh..."
"????"
Unexpectedly, it was okay if Qingjiu didn't comfort him. Once he comforted him, Hong Xuan cried even harder, and he was also angry because Qingjiu said this. That was when he was angry and crying at the same time.
at last……
"If you're crying, go out and kneel!"
The crying stopped abruptly in Nan'er's cold voice. In the end, Sake had a headache due to the noise and drank two jars of good wine angrily.
I don’t know why, maybe it was the first time I drank alcohol after leaving quarantine, or maybe it was because the atmosphere around me was so good, it made me feel drunk for the first time with sake.
She lay on the table and looked at Nan'er in a daze as he stood up to pay for herself. Her eyes were a little sour and she reached out to grab his lapel.
However, she was extremely dizzy. After lifting it up, she didn't hold on for long before her hand went limp and fell. However, just as her hand was about to fall on the table, a cold hand grabbed hers.
Second Senior Uncle (Senior Brother), does he like Sister Sake?
The Yihong trio stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes. Nan'er lowered his eyes and held Qingjiu's hand with his right hand. His left hand gently brushed her messy hair, and his movements were full of tenderness.
What should I do, little uncle?
"Go back each other. Today we will drink wine and compete with each other to test our skills. I will tell you the truth, master. Wan Taoist friends say goodbye."
Nan'er left a cold sentence to the three people who stared at Wan Dong with big eyes and small eyes. Then he nodded to Wan Hanxiu, then bent down and gently picked up the sake, then turned and left.
! ! ! ! What did Second Master Uncle say?
Ahhhh! ! !
…
"Second Senior Brother, I miss you so much."
When Nan'er was holding Qingjiu and walking towards the inn where she was staying, Qingjiu, who was sleeping fragrantly in his arms, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Nan'er, and then said seriously.
The hand holding her trembled slightly, and then exerted force unconsciously.
"It hurts, it hurts, Second Senior Brother, you are going to crush me to death. I am so small, you can crush me to death with just one hand."
The next second, Sake shouted with an exaggerated expression and started talking nonsense.
Nan'er's face was a little touched just now, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw Qingjiu's appearance.
"Second Senior Brother is wrong."
He lowered his head without hesitation, touched her forehead again, and said in a loving voice.
"Second Senior Brother, please don't die. Xiaojiu has seen the future. Xiaojiu has already used his own god..."
"Huh?? Where is I, Qiang Ming? Where is my second senior brother, Qiang Ming?"
Qingjiu covered her forehead with her hands and watched Nan Er speak very seriously. However, she was serious for a second, and the next moment, she twisted into a maggot in Nan Er's arms and shouted.
Nan'er was a little strange about Qingjiu's words, and had a bad feeling in his heart, but before he could think about it, Qingjiu started acting up again, and in the end Nan'er had to hold Qingjiu in his arms.
"Second senior brother Qiang Ming put it away for you. It's okay. Just go to sleep. Second senior brother is here. Second senior brother is always here."
Late night and heavy fog
Nan'er hugged the sake and disappeared into the night, leaving only Nan'er's comforting and doting words in the air, which spread in the night and were submerged in the fog.
next day
With the huge cold thing stuck all over his face, Qingjiu panted heavily from his sleep. He saw an eye as big as his own head looking at him, and a big blue and white head on his body.
"Pangpang, you are going to die. How many times have I told you not to wake me up like this!!!"
She said how she felt like there was a big mountain pressing on her in her sleep. It turned out to be this guy pressing on her.
"The master competition is about to begin."
Staring with eyes bigger than sake, the giant beast said innocently.
Sake touched the saliva all over his face.
"Get out of here."
With a punch to the other end, Sake got up from the bed.
Then I saw an even weirder scene. The giant beast had a huge head on its head, and its body was probably afraid of getting bigger and crushing the sake to death. Its body was as thick as an index finger, and its arms were long and short hanging down behind the big head.
Weird. Very strange.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Sake thought for a moment.
"Let's go."
Qingjiu pushed open the door and flew towards Danxia Sect's sword. Behind him in the room was a big head with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Today is the second game of the competition. The goal of today's competition is very simple. Danxia Sect has a pagoda with nine floors in total. If you climb four floors, you will be promoted. Ranking will be based on the number of floors climbed."
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