At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
Wan Qiuqing was walking on the streets of North Second City. The sunshine falling on her body made her feel depressed and depressed. Like everyone suffering from drought in the south, she was full of boredom with the scorching sun rising higher and higher in the sky.
and hatred.
When they wake up every day, they don't want to see the cloudless sky, let alone the fiery red sun rising from the eastern sky.
They dreamed of a morning with dark clouds and heavy rain.
They had been here for so long that they had forgotten that it rained a lot in the south. Mornings like this were normal at this time of year.
If you could hit the sun with a bow and an arrow, then the sun must have been filled with arrows and turned into a fiery red hedgehog.
Wan Qiuqing thought so.
The childish thoughts in her mind made her couldn't help but smile, and her depressed and depressed mood suddenly felt much better.
chirp chirp chirp
Suddenly, a series of magpie calls sounded overhead.
Wan Qiuqing was stunned for a moment before she realized that since the drought in the south, all birds and beasts have gradually disappeared. She has lost count of how long it has been since she heard the sound of birds. She looked up in surprise and saw a very tall bird.
A large white magpie was standing on the top of a dead poplar branch, chirping.
She could see clearly that the magpie was screaming at her, and she immediately felt very good. She said to herself with a smile on her face, "The magpie is screaming, good luck is coming, and you will definitely have good luck today."
The gray-white magpie chirped for a while, then flapped its wings and flew away.
Wan Qiuqing watched the magpie leave, feeling that all the depression and annoyance in her heart was gone, and she continued to move forward, her steps becoming extremely brisk.
In the Yaxuan, Zhang Xiaozu, his senior brothers and sisters, and the senior monk went to the living room to talk about things.
Butcher Zhang did not know these juniors, nor was he interested in getting to know them, so he declined the invitations of several of them. Instead, he and the four girls, Mei Lan, Zhu Ju, packed up the bags that were all over the yard, and then went to the pavilion in the yard to count the trophies.
The cultivator's bag is very monotonous, containing basically pills and other cultivation supplies, as well as some money and miscellaneous items.
The four girls, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, kept exclaiming.
Although these people who came were all unskilled disciples of various sects, their cultivation resources were still much stronger than those of ordinary cultivators.
Butcher Zhang was honest and regarded these things as his trophies. He rewarded the four girls with many elixirs suitable for their cultivation. They were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
"What are you so happy about?" Wan Qiuqing heard the laughter of the four girls outside the courtyard gate. When he entered the courtyard, he found the four girls squatting in a circle in the pavilion. He didn't know what they were doing, so he asked curiously.
Hearing Wan Qiuqing's voice, Mei Lan Zhu Ju hurriedly stood up and greeted her, and at the same time replied, "The slaves are counting the spoils with the seniors. The seniors rewarded the slaves with many pills. I got carried away and lost my bearings for a moment. Please punish me, Madam."
Butcher Zhang stood up in the pavilion, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at Wan Qiuqing walking in the yard. He was not particularly surprised, because he had already met Wan Qiuqing when he was in Baiyun City.
But Wan Qiuqing did not see him. Later on the battlefield, he always covered his face with a light helmet, so even when he charged in front of the army, Wan Qiuqing did not recognize him.
The four girls from Wanqiu Qing Dynasty waved their hands to indicate that it was okay, and asked more curiously, "What kind of trophy?"
His eyes moved away from the four women, looked in the direction of the pavilion, and then fell on Butcher Zhang.
In an instant, Wan Qiuqing felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body suddenly trembled and he froze in place, unable to move. Even his breathing and heartbeat stopped. His brain went blank and he was unable to think.
"Madam, what's wrong with you?"
"lady"
No matter how Mei Lan, Zhu and Ju called, she didn't respond at all. Her world had become quiet, and everything disappeared from her sight, leaving only the figure of Butcher Zhang.
Finally, a breath of suffocation was pushed out of her chest, and her body resumed operation as if her soul had left her body.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
She kept raising her hands to wipe away the tears that were blocking her vision, fearing that Butcher Zhang's figure would disappear from her sight. It wasn't until she was sure that this was not an illusion that she began to cry with confidence.
Looking at Wan Qiuqing's tears pouring down, crying like a child, the softness in Butcher Zhang's heart was touched, and his eyes were slightly moist. He raised his right index finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture towards Wan Qiuqing.
"" Wan Qiuqing's "Master" stuck in his throat.
Under the astonished gaze of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju, Wan Qiuqing ran away in tears, threw herself into Butcher Zhang's arms, and cried loudly.
Butcher Zhang smiled and took her hand and walked towards the side room. At the same time, he made a silent gesture to the four girls, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, and pointed to the elixir on the floor of the pavilion, indicating to them to put it away.
The four girls, Meilan, Zhuju, understood immediately and knew that Butcher Zhang wanted them to keep it a secret, so they nodded to express their understanding. Then they suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this old man liked to hear about the Qi family. It turned out that he was related to their wife. Moreover,
The connection must be very deep, otherwise their wives would not be so excited that they lose control of their emotions.
thump
After entering the room and closing the door, Wan Qiuqing knelt down with a plop, knocked his head to the ground, and sobbed guiltily, "Master, my disciple is unfilial."
"Hmph." Butcher Zhang snorted coldly. Instead of helping her, he waved his sleeves and angrily said, "Not only are you unfilial, you are also heartless. You have been away for so many years without even coming back to see me or your wife. You are determined to do it."
Cut us off completely."
Butcher Zhang's words were like knives piercing into Wan Qiuqing's heart, making her heartache like a knife. However, she had no words to defend, because it was indeed what she did wrong. She could only kneel on the ground and explain in a pale tone, "I'm just a disciple."
I miss my two elders every day these years and dare not forget their kindness in raising me. Just whining is unfilial."
Once you get married and have children, time no longer seems to be yours. There are always so many trivial things to worry about, and you can’t stop cutting them off.
After scolding Wan Qiuqing for a few words, the little resentment that Butcher Zhang had accumulated in his heart disappeared. He waved his hand towards Wan Qiuqing and said impatiently, "Okay, okay, get up. Crying is annoying. My shoulders are a little sore.
Come here and give me a squeeze."
Wan Qiuqing suddenly broke down in tears and smiled. She knew that her master was a man of words and had a soft heart. He would just scold her to clear up the resentment in his heart, and letting her get up would be considered as forgiving her. He quickly wiped away his tears and got up and ran behind the old man to give him
Knead it.
"Master, why did you come to the southern border?" Wan Qiuqing asked.
"I didn't come to see you, you little heartless person." Butcher Zhang replied angrily.
Wan Qiuqing was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, and then asked worriedly, "I heard that there was a chaos in Northern Xinjiang, and both the senior brother and the second senior brother were here."
"Northern Xinjiang is in chaos, but those two bastards are alive and well."
"That's good, that's good." Wan Qiuqing breathed a long sigh of relief and asked, "Master, is she still in good health?"
"My mind is a little confused. I'm afraid I don't have a few years left to live. She misses you very much. If you have time, go back and spend some time with her."
Wan Qiuqing burst into tears when he heard this, and choked with sobs, "I will go back to Northern Xinjiang with you now, and I will never go anywhere by your side." (https:)
