You have to accumulate a lot, but you still have to accumulate a little bit.
Just like Chu Qinghe, he has never taken the initiative to practice even once in this month?
From any point of view, it cannot be linked to the four words "accumulation and accumulation".
Chu Qinghe chuckled and said: "Then can you give me an explanation as to why I have made breakthroughs one after another?"
Qu Feiyan thought about it carefully and then said with a bit of uncertainty in his tone: "Talent?"
However, just as Qu Feiyan said these words, Chu Qinghe immediately nodded and said: "This explanation is not bad."
Qu Feiyan: ".........."
Looking at Chu Qinghe who admitted directly in front of him, Qu Feiyan grinned.
Rather than accumulating experience, Qu Feiyan found that the explanation of talent made people feel even worse.
Glancing at Qu Feiyan, who was obviously a little depressed at this time, Dongfang Bubai, who was also walking from the side, picked up the cup in front of Chu Qinghe and took a sip of water, and then said slowly: "With such a talent like yours, But you are so lazy, it is a pity for your talent."
In response, Chu Qinghe responded: "I can't help it. I'm used to being lazy. It's better to be lazy like this."
But after all, Chu Qinghe also sighed softly in his heart.
Chu Qinghe naturally knows his talent.
As far as this "worthy of cultivation" is concerned, the difference between those who have practiced and those who have not practiced is really not that big.
In this case, what else is there to practice?
Isn’t it nice to cheat honestly? Why do you have to make yourself suffer so much?
There is hanging and willfulness.
Facing Chu Qinghe's messed up state, Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue couldn't help but roll their eyes.
And Qu Feiyan's eyes rolled to the sky.
But Chu Qinghe, the person involved, didn't care about the waste of talent, so why should they bother with this?
.........
After taking a short rest, Chu Qinghe greeted Qu Feiyan and slowly stood up.
Looking at Chu Qinghe who was getting up, Qu Feiyan asked curiously: "Master, are you going out?"
Hearing this, Chu Qinghe said quietly: "Tomorrow is the New Year's Day (New Year's Day). Why don't we buy something to celebrate the festival?"
Hearing this, Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up, and then he stood up quickly.
Watching Chu Qinghe go out, Yao Yue and Dongfang Bubai looked at each other.
Sometimes, after getting along for a long time, some tacit understanding will inevitably develop.
Just like Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue at this time.
After living together in the Chu Qinghe courtyard for nearly a month, as the eyes of the two women met in the air for a few breaths, both Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue unexpectedly mobilized the true feelings in their bodies. gas.
The next moment, from the courtyard, the two women's figures turned into ghosts and collided together, causing the aftermath to spread, stirring the branches and flowers in the courtyard.
...........
An hour later, on a street in the west of the city, Chu Qinghe was sitting at a tea stall, turning the slightly hot tea cup with his hands, and his eyes fell on the snow-filled street.
After all, it is the end of the year, and even if it is not the early morning market, the street is still bustling with activity.
From time to time, groups of children would fly past.
Looking at this street scene, Chu Qinghe didn't even look bored.
Also while Chu Qinghe was waiting, Qu Feiyan arrived beside Chu Qinghe carrying large and small bags.
After putting the things Chu Qinghe asked to purchase on the table, the little girl suddenly came up and asked curiously: "Master, the one who carries the sword on his back is the swordsman, and the one who carries the sword on his back is the swordsman. There is a ladle on his back." What’s it called?”
Listening to Qu Feiyan's inexplicable question, Chu Qinghe opened his mouth and prepared to respond.
But when the word "client" was about to blurt out, Chu Qinghe quickly stopped his voice and said, "Why do you ask this?"
Qu Feiyan pointed to one side and said, "Nothing. I just saw a man carrying a gourd on his back when he was shopping in the north of the city, so I asked out of curiosity."
Chu Qinghe asked strangely: "You carried a ladle when you went out?"
Qu Feiyan nodded first, then let out a sigh as if he had discovered something, then quietly pointed behind Chu Qinghe and said, "That's that person."
Hearing this, Chu Qinghe also turned his head and looked along the direction indicated by Qu Feiyan.
Then, Chu Qinghe saw a man at the intersection of the street.
The man's appearance looks average, but because there is a dark brown birthmark on the left side of his face, the man's appearance looks even uglier.
And on his waist, there was a knife hanging.
Just as Qu Feiyan said, this man was actually carrying a ladle on his back.
However, when Chu Qinghe's eyes fell on this man, he frowned unconsciously.
Also after Chu Qinghe turned his head, Qu Feiyan whispered: "Does it feel a little strange?"
Listening to Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe said angrily: "It's quite strange to carry a ladle when you go out, but do you know that when walking around, there are three kinds of people you'd better stay away from if you see them?"
Qu Feiyan asked curiously: "What three types of people?"
Chu Qinghe said quietly: "The first one is a woman, the second one is a child, and the third one is some people who behave strangely."
Needless to say, women will retaliate for their anger and are petty-minded.
The warriors who look like children often have physical problems caused by practicing some evil skills, just like the Five Poison Boys of the Five Poison Sect.
It is said that he is in his forties and looks like a seven or eight-year-old baby.
People who behave strangely are often unstable and may have some psychological problems.
Lao Jianghu would not mess with these three types of people casually.
Listening to what Chu Qinghe said, Qu Feiyan curled his lips and said, "Young Master knows how to scare people all day long. How can there be so many strange people and strangers in the world."
Seeing Qu Feiyan's nonchalant look, Chu Qinghe could only spread his hands and said, "You'll know when you meet him."
Almost as soon as Chu Qinghe said these words, a loud voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"Shopkeeper, bring me a pot of tea."
Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared at the table where the two of them were sitting and sat down with a golden sword.
Looking up, he saw that the person coming was actually the man Qu Feiyan had mentioned who was carrying a ladle and going out.
When she saw the man, Qu Feiyan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect such a coincidence.
Chu Qinghe, who was next to him, noticed a slightly different smell for the first time.
Manly, and some special medicinal smells.
The moment these medicinal smells entered his nose, Chu Qinghe's mind recognized the medicinal materials corresponding to these medicinal smells as if instinctively.
In response, Chu Qinghe slowly put down the cup in his hand and lightly swept it on his body, as if sweeping away the dust on his body.
During the movement, Chu Qinghe's long sleeves also waved slightly.
Afterwards, Chu Qinghe picked up the cup again and started drinking it slowly.
