Chapter 839: Destined people finally meet together
Balian smiled slightly and said, "Then you are much better than me."
Su Jing tilted his head, puzzled.
Bai Lian said: "I am not born to be a cultivator, but my father is Young Master Yu who shocked the Central Plains, my mother is Emperor Ji of Zhongyou, and I am just a useless person.
Many people often call me a loser, but I don't even have the ability to give them a good beating."
This time, it was Su Jing who furrowed her slender eyebrows.
"You are really useless. Next time I will help you beat them, and they will never dare to call you a waste again."
Bailian's head warmed up and he chuckled, "Okay, at that time, I will take you to eat the famous steamed sea bass and lotus root powder and osmanthus sugar cake at the foot of our Baituo Mountain. You will definitely like it."
Su Jing licked her lips subconsciously.
Balian smiled, his eyes moved, he picked up a candlestick on the case, and carefully placed the candle next to the side of Su Jing's face.
The warm reddish candlelight illuminated his thin and dark face, making it appear more colorful and less dark.
Balian looked sideways at his face, nodded, and said: "Now it doesn't look dark anymore, well... I remember that there is something called rouge and gouache in the world, which can whiten a person's face. If tomorrow,
If we can go down the mountain, we will go for a walk together."
Su Jing hummed twice, her eyes fell on the case, and for the first time in her life, she took the initiative and eagerly picked up the brush that had been thrown far away on the case, and then pushed Bai Lian's arm.
"Teach me how to write, teach me how to write, finish copying early, and we will go down the mountain early tomorrow."
If Su Guanhai were in this bamboo house at this moment and saw Su Jing looking eager to learn, he would be so shocked that his eyes would fall to the ground.
Balian nodded, put the candlestick back to its original position, and started teaching Su Jing how to hold the pen.
After he mastered the posture of holding the pen, Balian walked around behind him and hugged his thin body.
Holding the palm of his hand holding the pen, he began to teach him to write stroke by stroke.
Even though Su Jing is really not talented in this area and learns very slowly, fortunately, over the years, Bai Lian has trained himself to have a patience that ordinary people don't have.
After all, he spent his childhood in books.
After every word he taught, he would not rush to teach him how to write the next word, but would patiently pronounce the pronunciation of the word.
And asked Su Jing to remember that word firmly before he started writing the next word.
Stroke by stroke, the wolf hair falls on the rice paper, making a comfortable rustling sound.
It wasn't until he had completely copied the book of Qingxin Jue that Balian let go of his hand, stood up straight and rubbed his sore shoulders and wrists.
"Well, I have already copied it once. I did a good job and will be rewarded."
Balian took out a stack of pastries from the Qiankun bag. Naturally, he took them from the inn. He put the pastries on the table and said with a smile: "Eat and see."
Although Beiliao Town is famous for its Ni'er wine, their pastries are also very good, with a very delicate and sweet texture.
Su Jing's stomach just happened to make a growling sound. He took a piece of pastry and put it into his mouth. The pastry was not big, so he chewed the whole piece and the corners of his mouth were covered with cake crumbs.
Balian heard the growling of his stomach and wiped the cake crumbs from the corner of his mouth with his thumb with a smile.
I secretly thought that although Sect Master Su loved his son, his heart was really not very caring.
After being back for so long, I didn’t even prepare dinner for him, and he, the guest, had to do it myself.
No wonder his son was born so thin and dry, he must have been hungry a lot.
"When I went to boil water in your little kitchen just now, I saw fish in the tank and wild vegetables and chickens in the back yard, which can be used for cooking."
Su Jing looked up at him, "Can you cook?"
Balian touched his nose sheepishly and said, "I know a little bit."
Su Jing waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, go quickly."
Balian turned around to go out, but he still looked back and said: "Then I'll leave for a while, don't be lazy, don't forget the way I taught you to hold the pen."
Su Jing knew it without him having to say it, because no one wanted to finish copying this annoying Heart-clearing Art earlier than she did. She nodded impatiently and said: "I know..."
Seeing how self-aware he was, Balian left with peace of mind.
Catch fish, dig for vegetables, pluck chicken feathers.
living comfortably without anybody's help.
After all, Bailiyu is busy with political affairs, so it is naturally impossible for him to personally pay attention to Bailian's dietary issues.
He didn't know that the senior brother in charge of Balian's diet had secretly received benefits from certain people, so his diet was unpalatable.
Over time, Balian learned to take care of himself.
It's just cooking, it's not a problem for him.
Half an hour later, there was a plate of plump and oily roasted chicken, a plate of attractively colored braised fish, and finally a plate of green wild vegetables that seemed so tender that you could pinch the water out of them.
The enticing aroma of the food will make you want to eat.
After filling two bowls of white rice with wooden plates, they returned to Su Jing's hut.
Su Jing quickly put down the pen in his hand and trotted to Balian. Finally, there was no trace of anger on his face.
Su Jing was like a puppy that came up to beg for food following the scent, looking at the food on the plate with bright eyes, and finally glanced at Bai Lian with admiration.
Even Bailian, who had been calm for many years, couldn't help but feel a hint of youthful pride for a moment.
"Go and clear the table. You can't use it while standing."
Su Jing turned around and went to clear the table.
After putting away the food, Bailian held a bowl of rice and glanced sideways at the Qingxin Jue that Su Jing had newly copied over there.
Although his handwriting is not as good as his hand-to-hand instruction, I can finally write it with some correctness and understand what each character is.
Bai Lian was very relieved and satisfied, feeling a sense of accomplishment as a teacher for the first time.
Picking up a piece of chicken leg and putting it into Su Jing's bowl, he smiled and said, "I've only been away for half an hour, so you can copy and practice the Qingxin Jue by yourself. It's very good."
Su Jing held the bowl and looked at the chicken drumstick in the bowl, a little lost in thought.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Balian's gentle gaze, with the candle burning, and his neat face with such a pair of eyes, radiant and spotless.
Su Jing, who was born not knowing how to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, felt slightly confused at this moment.
She stubbornly wanted to hide the inexplicable emotion in her heart, lowered her head, took the piece of chicken leg and bit it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "Eight more times."
Su Jing, who had a bad temper and didn't like to talk since he was a child, at this moment, said nonsense that he didn't even realize.
Balian nodded and said with a smile: "It's a long night, it's too late to be too late..."
After dinner, the leftovers and dishes were put away, and the long time of copying books began again.
Su Jing was able to copy the book alone, while Bai Lian rested his elbow on the table and supported his chin with his palm, looking calmly and patiently at Su Jing's pen and paper.
Unexpectedly, during the morning dew, new buds sprouted from the willow branches outside the window, spring grass sprouted, and it was another new year.
This night, under the flickering lights, the destined people finally met...
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The night breeze after the heavy rain was pleasant and refreshing. In the small courtyard, the gentle spring breeze gently blew the clothes of the immortal couple.
Su Guanhai leaned over and broke off a beautiful chrysanthemum, tying it in his wife's hair. He looked at his wife's face carefully for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's so beautiful."
However, Li Bansheng's face was not so good-looking, with a hint of sadness and a slight frown on his eyebrows.
"I wish all the beauty in my body could give me that Jing'er."
Su Guanhai's expression dimmed and he said: "Asheng, there will be many unsatisfactory things in life. Skin is just a superficial thing, so why bother with persistence."
Li Bansheng looked back at him, with a hint of stubbornness in his gentle eyes.
"Is it just a skin? Jing'er was born in Taixuan, but she was born with a weak mind and a dark destiny. She clearly has excellent talent for cultivation, but she will never be able to open up her life."
There was a look of fear on her face, "Guan Hai, you should know, what does it mean to be unable to Kaiyuan?"
Su Guanhai remained silent.
Li Bansheng's tone was sad, "That means that Jing'er will never be able to leave the mortal body and practice cultivation. Jing'er's lifespan is only a dozen years longer than that of ordinary mortals. Do you want to watch... Jing'er precede us?"
Will you grow old and return to dust?"
Her tone gradually became vibrato, "I can't...can't imagine that day coming, I will go crazy, I will really go crazy."
Su Guanhai remained silent, quietly listening to his wife vent her sorrow.
"When I was healing little girl Yin today, I have already discovered her cultivation and potential. There is no doubt that she is a good person among people, and she should be a rare leader among the young generation in this world.
But... but is my Jinger so bad? If it weren't for her destiny, how could Jinger lag behind her?"
Su Guanhai's gaze gradually became deeper and he finally spoke.
"Since fate is destiny, it is natural that the horoscope has already been determined and we cannot change it.
Maybe the future you mentioned, Ah Ban, is indeed terrifying, so terrifying that neither you nor I can accept it.
But we absolutely cannot express this fear in advance."
Li Bansheng murmured: "How could I not know this..."
"It is precisely because of our mentality that neither you nor I can face that child with the purest mentality.
A Jing has an extreme temperament and feels that he is different from other children. Over time, he will subconsciously resist the outside world and close himself off.
Nowadays, it is difficult for us to get close to that child’s inner world.”
Su Guanhai sighed and said: "Life is short, and a hundred years of life, even for us practitioners, is extremely short.
But... in this short period of time, our family of three has never spent a single day sharing the happiness of a family.
It is very unfair to A Jing that he can only live under the control of despair, sadness and terror."
Li Bansheng glanced at his husband faintly and said, "This is why you arranged the children of the Baili family to be in Jing'er Yard."
Su Guanhai's heavy face instantly became a little embarrassed.
He coughed dryly and stopped talking.
Li Bansheng sighed: "You are really promising. What you can't do yourself is entrusted to others.
As a father, you don't try hard to get closer to your child's heart, but you hand over this important responsibility to another half-year-old child. It's really embarrassing..."
Su Guanhai said with a smile: "How can that boy Baili be someone else? Sooner or later, he belongs to the same family. Putting aside the agreement with Brother Baili back then, today I see that boy is very attracted to me. Doesn't it compliment you?
Mind."
Li Bansheng said: "He looks fair and clean, looks talented, and speaks very politely, but his cultivation... is really too low."
Su Guanhai waved his hand and said: "Cultivation is not important, A Jing does not need someone with excellent cultivation to accompany her throughout this life.
With you and me protecting each other, I am still afraid that something unexpected will happen to my two children. You and I can smooth the way forward for them, and they can spend their lives together hand in hand."
Li Bansheng nodded with deep understanding and said: "Yes, I think that child's qualifications are mediocre, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to break through Kaiyuan.
So...it matches our Jing'er, but...why do you think Jing'er will like that child, and how can the child like Jing'er.
I looked at the little girl Yin that the child brought up the mountain. Her appearance, temperament, and even her cultivation and talent were of the highest quality. When I was young, I was a bit inferior. And I also looked at that little girl and I also have feelings for that child."
Su Guanhai laughed to himself, knowing in his heart that his Jing'er's talent and appearance were not even a ten thousandth as good as that of the little princess of Cangwu Palace.
Any man with eyes knows how to choose, but as a father, he cannot tolerate being selfish and ugly when it comes to important matters concerning his children.
"Although you and I, husband and wife, are separated from the mortal body and are Taoists, we are still suffering in the world in this mountain, and we cannot get rid of the worldly name.
Since we are ordinary people, we cannot avoid the word selfishness. Well... I had already sent word to Brother Dufeng earlier that Miss Yin was injured and was recuperating in my Tianze Mountain.
Little Miss Yin's peeing is Brother Dufeng's pet peeve, I guess...Brother Dufeng will be here to pick her up at dawn tomorrow, right?"
Li Bansheng took a deep look at his husband, a trace of guilt flashed across his brows.
She knows best what kind of person her husband is.
Su Guanhai was an upright and open-minded person, and he never disdained any conspiracy or conspiracy.
But today, for the sake of Su Jing, he finally became the common man he hated most, and made a plan.
The ones who calculated the plot were still two juniors.
The taste of it may make him feel embarrassed.
Li Bansheng looked at her husband, whose handsome face was stained with a layer of gray, and tenderness suddenly appeared in her eyes. She moved lightly, her hands hugged his waist, her face was lowered to his chest, and she used a very gentle expression.
He said in a nearly affirmative tone:
"In the future, I will definitely treat the children of the Baili family as my own children and will never allow others to bully them in the slightest!"
Everyone knows that although the three major sects are rooted in the same spirit and share prosperity and loss, they have been supporting each other harmoniously and fending off enemies together for many years.
Su Guanhai was a free and easy-going man, and he had a good relationship with the other two sect leaders.
But the relationship between the two sect leaders was not so harmonious.
Perhaps when it comes to resisting the Demon Cult, the two of them feel free to trust each other with their backs.
They cherish each other, but they are both arrogant, dislike each other, and like to fight and compare.
Over the years, there have been more fights between each other, and naturally there have been some violent sparks, and the two of them often have troubles that are not that pleasant.
That Yin Dufeng was a bit of a petty person, so when he found out that Baili Yu had given birth to a mediocre son, he naturally made some sarcastic remarks overtly or covertly.
After knowing each other, he got an incredible, almost perfect baby girl.
It can be said that he is the one with the least worries and the most high-spirited among the three sect masters.
And that precious girl is an only daughter, so I really want to give her the best things in the world.
When it comes to choosing a husband, which is a major life-long matter, there is no room for carelessness.
If Yin Dufeng knew that his precious daughter was intimate with his 'natural enemy' Baili Yu, the mediocre son, and climbed Tianze Mountain together, he would probably rush here impatiently and take his daughter home.
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