After coming out of the stone house, He Gu realized that his heartbeat was speeding up. He had dared to look face to face with Leng Qingzhu for so long.
This was almost unimaginable before.
There is no disciple in Wu Zong who can persist in not averting his gaze when faced with his master's deliberate scrutiny.
There is an invisible oppression in the cold and clear bamboo eyes, causing people to avoid subconsciously and uncontrollably when their eyes come into contact with them.
After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel a sense of forbidden excitement, which was even more exciting than when he secretly roasted and ate the precious Spirit Carp King that his father He Qinghai had raised for decades when he was a child.
He probably wouldn't be able to do it again. The sense of superiority that he felt at that time has now dissipated and is hard to get back.
After walking for a while, he looked back at the stone door of the gradually smaller stone house, feeling a little complicated in his mind.
To be honest, when it comes to the person in the world that he fears the most, his answer is Master.
The awe for Leng Qingzhu was far stronger than what his father gave him.
This was not only due to his master-disciple status, but also because of Leng Qingzhu's unreasonable and unreasonable kindness to him.
The other disciples of Wu Zong felt unfair and even hostile to his existence. In fact, he felt this way more than anyone else.
It's not that he underestimates himself. Objectively speaking, his conditions are simply not enough for Leng Qingzhu to value him so much.
Wujin Peak has always excluded men from entering, and his exception seemed completely abnormal.
As for the reason for the abnormality, he still can't figure it out.
In the past, he had always guessed that it was because Leng Qingzhu had a relationship with the He family, but as he grew up year by year, other than him, he had never seen Leng Qingzhu contact the He family again.
This speculation has to be ruled out.
He gradually had an intuition that Leng Qingzhu's kindness to him came more from him.
Leng Qingzhu never mentioned it specifically, and he didn't dare to ask.
Not only because I know that asking is in vain, but also because I am vaguely afraid that breaking the peace will lead to losing this hard-to-get good.
One thing he was relatively sure of was that Leng Qingzhu meant no harm to him.
In addition to not letting him go out and run around for a long time, he never restricts what he does, and usually does not interfere with his freedom of action.
Taoism, magic weapons, and life-saving means all gave him the best starting point, ensuring that he would not worry about falling behind due to material shortages. He could feel that his own talent was limiting Leng Qingzhu from giving him better things.
Favor debts are the hardest to repay, and Leng Qingzhu was so kind to him that he didn't dare to ask for anything more. Whenever he encountered a problem, he would solve it himself.
This time he took the initiative to ask for the skills because of Kong Rou. After all, for cultivators, the sooner they start practicing, the better. Kongrou is already too far behind, so it is better for her to start practicing as soon as possible.
All of this led to him being in awe of Leng Qingzhu, not wanting to make him angry at all, and not wanting to see Leng Qingzhu disappointed in him.
Suppressing these thoughts, He Gu returned to the Zhuge.
After knocking on Lin Qian'er's door, her delicate and sticky voice came from inside after a while.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
Pushing the door open, there was no sign of Lin Ji'er in the outer room, and Kong Rou was also missing.
After closing the door gently, He Gu raised the bead curtain and entered the inner room.
On the sandalwood bed, Lin Qian'er, who had taken off her coat, was leaning on the bedside, holding a book and reading.
He Gu looked at the quilt on her body and saw that it only covered her narrow waist, and he couldn't help but frown.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt, and couldn't help but scold: "I've just recovered, and I'm not afraid of feeling uncomfortable again."
Lin Qi'er was watching intently at the moment.
With his eyes focused, he raised his other jade hand, and his slender fingertips gently rubbed the side of the sickly beauty's face. The pale sandalwood mouth opened slightly with the mood of reading, and the small pear dimples at the corners of the mouth disappeared and appeared.
This scene is so touching that others don't even need to read the content of the book to understand the happiness she got from the book at this time.
He Gu was startled and looked at it.
The beauty is fascinated by the book, but I am fascinated by the beauty...
He suddenly had this strange realization and was amazed in his heart.
After a while, Lin Qi'er closed the book with satisfaction and took a moment to reflect on it.
When she finished thinking about it, she turned around and met He Gu's piercing eyes, and her face couldn't help but blush a little.
She quickly put it away carefully and returned to her usual delicate and calm appearance.
"What are you looking at?"
He Gu came to his senses and deliberately wanted to tease her, and said with a smile: "Of course it's good-looking."
Lin Bian'er had a look of disbelief and rolled her eyes: "You know how to talk nonsense, doesn't sister Xiaorou look good? It's new clothes again, isn't it much prettier than the old clothes?"
These words caught He Gu off guard, and he trembled in his heart.
He quickly started chatting, pretending not to understand, and not daring to talk nonsense.
Changing the topic, he took out Lin Bian'er's storage bag and said, "Return the property to its original owner."
Lin Bian'er took the storage bag and put it aside without paying much attention.
"Master, why are you looking for senior brother?"
"Master will take me to plant Tao Yun in three days, and I need to leave for a while." He Gu naturally replied.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, Lin Qier lowered her head and kneaded the quilt, becoming silent.
"You'll be back soon. Besides, Xiaorou will be here to accompany you this time." He Gu comforted.
Lin Zhuo'er shook his head slightly and said seriously: "Senior brother, don't worry about Zhuo'er, cultivation matters are more important."
"I know that junior sister is the most considerate."
He Gu praised him and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. How about Senior Brother telling you a story?"
"Yeah." Lin Qian'er smiled, sat upright, put his hands in front of him, and was ready.
Slowly speaking, He Gu continued to tell the story that was half told before.
At the end of the day, the sun was setting in the west, and he ended the story just in time.
"It's almost time. Junior sister should also take a lunch break. Senior brother won't disturb her." He Gu reminded.
Lin Bian'er was still not satisfied, but she was obedient and lay back on the bed obediently.
He Gu stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly he thought of something: "By the way, junior sister, what do you want to eat tonight? Now tell senior brother, senior brother will cook it for you tonight."
"Senior brother, I'll come over and ask again in the evening. I haven't thought about it yet." Lin Meier, who was under the quilt, responded without thinking.
He Gu nodded: "Yeah, that's fine, senior brother will come over in the evening."
After leaving Lin Bie'er's room, He Gu went to Kongrou's room next door.
The door was wide open, and Kong Rou was sitting on a chair reading a book introducing cultivation, with a worried face and her feet dangling wildly.
He Gu knocked on the door and then walked in.
"Brother He." When Kongrou saw He Gu, her sad expression changed. She quickly put down her book and jumped up.
"How are you studying?" He Gu asked with a smile.
Kongrou looked embarrassed and whispered: "It's so difficult to understand. I can recognize the words, but they change their appearance when they are connected. Xiaorou can't understand it."
