If there were monsters in this world.

Then kill him with one sword.

If there is anyone worth cherishing in this world...then he will definitely cherish it.

Gu Yusheng no longer looked at the sky.

He ran to the hut and the wooden bed, secretly held the red rope and the hairpin beads in his hand, and whispered: "Qingping Mountain, Miss Mo is very kind to me, Master, he is also very kind to me, I will continue

You are no longer an orphan that no one cares about."

The young man stood there in a daze, his eyes red.

…

Noon the next day.

Gu Yusheng brought the newly brewed peach blossom wine and walked in the mountain stream while taking advantage of the breeze. His steps were brisk, and he climbed the mountain like the wind. When he came to the flat land where he used to learn swordsmanship, Gu Yusheng ran and walked to the stone.

Passing a full bottle of wine over with both hands.

"Sir, this year's new peach blossom wine has been launched. Please drink some."

As Gu Yusheng spoke, he took out a few pieces of peach blossom slice cake from the basket on his left hand.

"Sir, I learned to make this. I put some honey in it. I think it tastes good. Miss Mo has eaten it before and praised it full of praise."

Qin Jiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone, slowly opened his eyes. He stretched out his hand to take the wine handed over by Gu Yusheng, took a big sip from the pot, and then picked up a piece of peach slice cake and gently put it in his mouth to chew.

.

"The wine is good, and the cake is also good, but it's a little sweet. The little girl likes it, so I, an old man, will give it a try."

Qin Jiu said in a hoarse voice, as long as Gu Yusheng was not practicing with a sword in his hand, the look in his eyes when he looked at Gu Yusheng was always so gentle and without any airs.

Gu Yusheng sat on the floor, leaning against the stone. He felt like he was leaning against Mr. Qin's side. He felt at ease. He put a piece of peach slice cake in his mouth to chew, and picked up his own spiritual gourd to sip wine gently.

The corner of his eye swept across Qin Jiu's face while he was drinking. Gu Yusheng's movement of holding the peach slices suddenly froze. His eyes widened and he turned around suddenly.

His mentor.

Overnight, my temples turned white with frost, and my face looked old.

"gentlemen."

Gu Yusheng's voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of complexity. He put down the wine gourd, and the peach slice cake in his mouth had no taste anymore.

"I'm fine."

Qin Jiu gently patted Gu Yusheng's shoulder with his hand.

"Everyone will grow old, and of course I will too. The wind in Qingping Mountain was a bit strong, and it happened overnight."

Qin Jiu stood up from the stone, took a few steps forward, twirled his beard and said, "My child, I can feel the wooden sword on your waist humming. You must have found your own way, which is good."

Qin Jiu had a smile on his face.

Gu Yusheng pulled out the wooden sword from his waist and held it in his hand.

Bow to Qin wine.

Qin Jiu accepted Gu Yusheng's gift calmly and muttered: "You have a sword in your hand and a sharp weapon at your side. When I have time, I will find a scabbard for you. The sword can hurt others as well as yourself. Wait until you cultivate your skills."
Chapter completed!