When Li Jinzhi saw Gong Yi being blown into a pile of minced meat, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he finally survived! Then he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground, gasping for air and resting.
Cheng Qichuan really didn't dare to stop, so he quickly stood up and ran to Gong Daxiong in three steps and two steps, not caring about the side effects of the pills for a while. He squatted up and placed his fingers on Gong Daxiong's philtrum, feeling his breath.
Fortunately, there is more! But it is very weak. It is no exaggeration to say that he is just holding on for a breath. If this breath is released, the person will be dead.
Cheng Qichuan was overjoyed and was about to reach out to check the injury. But Gong Daxiong suddenly raised his hand to hold his palm, and said in a dying voice: "It's... useless. Ji'er is incompetent and unable to take over Mianzhou City. I plan to hand it over to Jin Goose's younger brother, Gao Cheng, and I also hope for Qingcheng." Please take care of me one more...one...one..." I couldn't say the word "fan", so I just threw my head away and died.
"Let the husband and wife be buried together!" Cheng Qichuan murmured to himself, then stood up and prepared to check Li Jinzhi's injuries. But as soon as he stood up, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his chest. Cheng Qichuan couldn't bear the suffering, so he closed his eyes and fell down.
When I woke up, it was exactly three days later. During this period, servants from the Li family were still taking care of her.
Later, Cheng Qichuan found Gao Cheng and officially handed over Mianzhou City to him. But Cheng Qichuan didn't have high hopes, because the first time he saw Gao Cheng, he felt unreliable. When he was young, he had learned to read faces, and he could see that this person was different inside and outside, and he could act according to the wind, so he secretly sent a message to Qingcheng Mountain Feige, asking Qingcheng Mountain to take more care of him.
Later, he said goodbye to Yu and Bai and returned to Rongcheng, because he was with the Li family on the way.
On the way, I received a reply from the Qingcheng sect. The letter probably stated that the Qingcheng Sect promised to take care of Gao Cheng, and that during Cheng Qichuan's training, an old Taoist priest suddenly passed away, allowing Cheng Qichuan to temporarily live in Li's house.
When things came together for a reason, Cheng Qichuan readily agreed.
Although Cheng Qichuan was the son of the head of the sect, he stayed in the academy all day and was not very familiar with the disciples in the sect. Even the disciples in the sect are quite dissatisfied with Cheng Qichuan. After all, the social atmosphere emphasizes martial arts over literature, and martial arts men will discriminate against scholars to some extent. The old Taoist priest who left had many disciples. It was strange that the young Taoist priests looked down on Cheng Qichuan.
After arriving in Jingcheng, he couldn't get out of bed because of the side effects of the medicine. I can only hold this book in my hands all day long and have fun alone.
After three days, I gradually got out of bed and moved around.
One night, the weather was a little strange. A gust of wind blew from nowhere, causing the bamboo forest outside Li's house to dance wildly. Even the clouds in the sky were blown so much that they half covered Chang'e. In short, it's like someone's name - Xiao Se.
Cheng Qichuan also became interested and went to have a look.
Originally, I was full of expectations, but after seeing it, I found that it was nothing more than that. He was a little disappointed, feeling that it was not as interesting as his own Qingcheng Mountain. But the night breeze is quite comfortable, much better than Qingcheng Mountain!
He opened his arms and felt the howling wind. When I glanced at the half-full moon, I couldn't help but say: "Dense clouds half-covered Chang'e..."
"The cicadas are singing and calling for the wind." A graceful female voice came along with the strong wind.
Hearing this, Cheng Qichuan became even more interested and continued: "The flying leaves dance with the singing birds."
"The lonely shadow with low eyebrows is looking forward to your arrival."
Cheng Qichuan smiled lightly, and out of curiosity, walked to find the source of the sound.
When he found it, he saw a girl sitting on a huge rock, holding her chin in one hand and staring blankly at the moon.
The girl is very immature and has some baby fat. She is estimated to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. However, it is rare for someone to be so beautiful at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Her eyes are big, her skin is fair, and the tip of her nose is pink, making her look very cute. She was wearing pink clothes, and the moonlight reflected on her face made her look even more charming.
But Cheng Qichuan was unmoved, but a little confused.
"Are you Li Erniu?"
"What Li Erniu!" The girl jumped up in anger, pointed at his nose, and scolded in a sweet voice: "Brother Cheng, stop calling me by my nickname! My name is Li Xiaran now!"
"Li Xiaran? It's indeed a good name. You deserve to be called Uncle Li! But it's still more affectionate to call you Li Erniu."
"You...you...hum! I don't want to deal with you anymore!" Li Xiaran was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he simply turned his back and didn't plan to deal with this "bad brother" anymore.
Li Xiaran is Li Jinzhi's second daughter, nicknamed Erniu. When I was young, I often went to Qingcheng Mountain. I said that the Taoist brother there was fun, and I and Cheng Qichuan were also childhood sweethearts.
Cheng Qichuan was still not finished, he raised his head and amused himself: "When you were eight years old, you were led to the river by my Aze. When you saw a fish, you reached out to catch it, and you broke your forehead because of it..."
Cheng Qichuan was very proud and mocked Li Xiaran as if he were telling a joke.
Li Xiaran really ignored him and let him talk. He himself kept looking down at his toes with a puzzled look on his face.
"Er Niu, what are you doing?"
Li Xiaran ignored him and continued to look at his toes.
"Oh, I won't call you Erniu anymore. Xia Ran, Xia Ran!" Cheng Qichuan took her hand and begged her.
Hearing this, Li Xiaran showed a faint smile, pointed to her toes and said: "The ancients said: 'If a woman lowers her head and cannot see her toes, she is already stunning in the world.' I have never understood this. How can I lower my head and not see her toes? ? If you have a big belly, does it mean that you are the most beautiful in the world when you are pregnant? "
"That's wrong, it's the breasts! My third uncle Huang Long once said that the ancients had very thin waists and protruding breasts. It should be a glimpse of the scenery on the chest, and if the toes are covered, they will be stunning in the world!"
"Get out!" Li Xiaran threw his hand away, pouting and sulking.
"I'm kidding you! My understanding: When a woman lowers her head and can't see her toes, she is already stunning in the world. What he means is that when a woman sees the boy she likes, she shyly lowers her head to look at the toe of her shoe, but her attention is not on the toe of her shoe but on the man. In the eyes of men, this is the most beautiful thing in the world.”
"I see!"
"By the way, Xia Ran, how old are you now?"
"Fourteen, what's wrong?"
"It turns out that Xia Ran is already fourteen! When I first met you, you were still a little girl, and now you have grown into a young girl! Tell me, brother, do you have a crush on any brat?"
"No!" Li Xiaran lowered his head shyly and said with a blush: "Brother Cheng, don't make fun of me! When I first met you, you were handsome and very attractive to girls. Now, you are even more handsome. ! You even put a lotus flower on your forehead. Could it be that the girl from that family painted it for you?"
"I didn't paint this!" Cheng Qichuan tried his best to explain.
"Really." Li Xiaran stretched out her hand to wipe it off, but found that it couldn't be wiped off at all: "It can't be wiped off. I understand, it's a tattoo! Some girl must have tattooed it on you specially because she was afraid that you would be careless."
"What?" Cheng Qichuan touched the center of her eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It's not a prick. I have practiced a technique. This is a mark!"
Then Cheng Qichuan gently stroked her eyebrows with his fingers and asked softly, "How about I order one for you too?"
“…”
"If you don't speak, take it as acquiescence!" After saying this, Cheng Qichuan took it out of his arms, but couldn't find anything suitable. In the end, he only took out a writing brush, but he didn't know what to dip it in. .
"Use the blood from your fingertips!" Li Xiaran suddenly said shyly.
"Oath in blood?" Cheng Qichuan smiled lightly: "Do you want to marry me?"
"I hate it!" Li Xiaran angrily pushed the romantic man away.
"Be good!" Cheng Qichuan reached out and gently lifted her chin: "I'm teasing you! I have cinnabar."
After saying that, he took out a small bottle from his arms. Unscrew the cork, and a unique smell of cinnabar spreads out. With a brush dipped in some cinnabar, a lotus flower was placed between her eyebrows.
Although the lotus is not very well drawn, it is not ugly either. The most important thing is: this lotus represents his feelings.
