"It's getting late, don't worry Master." Yan Shi didn't turn his head, but said this suddenly.

Don't make Master worry...

When Xiao Chujue heard this, the spiritual power in his hands collapsed immediately, and could no longer gather together.

Forget it, Xiao Chujue thought to himself.For the time being, spare Yan Shi's life.Qinglanshan is no better than the Yan family, if Yanshi really died, the senior management of Qinglanshan will definitely be able to find out the clues.

Although he was not within the scope of the murderer, and he had an alibi, but if he really checked carefully, he could always be found.He could just leave before...but now he doesn't want to leave.

He had worked so hard to become Master's disciple, and it would be hard to accept if his success fell short at this time.

It's better to bear it for now and think about it later.

So when Xiao Chujue followed Yan, the two returned to Ji Qingfeng together.When they came back, Qi Wan hadn't come back yet, so the two went back to their respective rooms without disturbing each other.

When Qi Wan came back, he saw that the lights in Yan Shi's room and Xiao Chujue's room were on, and he was very relieved.

As expected of the protagonist and the villain, he is really serious and eager to learn.If you are talented and work hard, you will naturally be more likely to succeed.

So he rubbed his sore waist, and prepared to go to Xiao Chujue's to see if the wheelchair was made properly.

A dim yellow oil lamp was lit inside, and the light danced back and forth with the breeze, flickering on and off.

Xiao Chujue sat on the couch, holding a yellowed book in his hand.The delicate and handsome young man's facial features are exquisite and correct, he is about fifteen or sixteen years old, a little bit youthful, but a bit more heroic.

Qi Wan walked slowly in front of Xiao Chujue, and saw that the book in his hand was an ordinary appreciation of poetry.

"Master, well." Xiao Chujue moved his body and raised his head to face Qi Wan.

Cang Zhi's face turned sharply towards Qi Wan, making him startled slightly.This kind of action often makes him feel that Xiao Chujue is not blind at all, he can clearly see everything.

"Reading?" Qi Wan sat opposite Xiao Chujue.Because of making the wheelchair, his fingers were a little sore. It became more and more obvious when he sat down quietly at this time, and he began to rub his fingers unconsciously.

"Probably." Xiao Chujue put down the book in his hand, and then smiled slightly, but the smile was a bit deliberate and forced.

"The ink in the printed book is thick, and you can roughly figure out what the words are after you submerge yourself in it."

Reading like this is naturally time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it is also the only chance for him to be able to read and write.

Qi Wan's heart trembled, but she didn't know what to say.

In fact, his personality is very similar to the original owner.In the real world, he is a social fear. He doesn't like to communicate with other people, and he doesn't have any close friends. He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and keeps everything in his heart.

Even when interacting with others, he keeps some personal space and maintains a certain sense of distance no matter who he is. He is often said to be indifferent and alienated, a person without any emotions.

The only time he was so excited to swear was when he saw the ending of Xiao Chujue in the original novel.

So even though his heart hurts, he didn't know what to say, so he quickly took the wheelchair out of the space ring.

As soon as the new bamboo wheelchair is taken out, it exudes a light and fresh bamboo fragrance.Perhaps because of blindness, Xiao Chujue's nose was also very sensitive, and immediately the tip of his nose moved, looking towards the place where the fragrance came from.

"Master..." Xiao Chujue's voice trembled slightly, and he basically guessed what it was.

"It's a new wheelchair for you, how about you try it first?" Qi Wan said softly.He pushed the wheelchair to Xiao Chujue's side, and wanted to reach out to hug Xiao Chujue.

But Xiao Chujue silently rejected it.

Xiao Chujue reached out to touch the handle of the wheelchair, then smiled awkwardly in Qi Wan's direction. "Master, let me do it myself."

His tone was cautious and hesitant.

It's not that he doesn't want to be hugged by the master, it's just that his crippled legs lack exercise, are thin and small, and he doesn't want to be seen by others, especially...the master.

Seeing this, Qi Wan withdrew her hand, didn't say anything, and silently watched Xiao Chujue move onto the wheelchair skillfully.

The backrest of the wheelchair and the wheelchair are polished smooth and comfortable without any burrs.

There is also a layer of soft cushions on the seat to prevent the pain from sitting all over the body.Xiao Chujue groped carefully bit by bit, remembering every detail in his heart.

He even couldn't help thinking that maybe everything after rebirth was his fantasy, because it was impossible for anyone to treat him so well.

His biological father, his brothers and sisters, his master, no one would ever do these things for him.

Not once.

"How is it? Is there anything inappropriate?" Qi Wan walked around Xiao Chujue, observing whether there was any problem with the wheelchair.

"No...no. Thank you, Master." Xiao Chujue replied in a low voice, "It's just a little small."

"Small? Where is it small? I'll fix it a little bit more." Qi Wan was slightly surprised.He has specially observed Xiao Chujue's figure, it is obviously suitable for him, how can he be small?

"It's actually suitable now, but in a few years... it will be younger." Xiao Chujue hesitated for a while, his cheeks were hot, and he said after a while.

His previous wheelchair was entrusted to the unbearable old housekeeper with a little money left by his mother, so he found a craftsman from outside to make it.

The old housekeeper was old, and he didn't know how long he could be in charge, so he made an adult wheelchair. Although it was used for a while, it didn't need to be replaced frequently.

With his financial resources and ability when he was a teenager, it would be difficult to change a wheelchair.

"It's okay." Qi Wan frowned slightly, and immediately realized what Xiao Chujue hadn't said. "If it gets smaller in the future, just make another one."

His words were light and light, but Xiao Chujue's heart was heavy when he heard it, a strange warmth surged into his heart, burning him for a moment, he didn't know what to respond to, and he replied thank you Master in a daze.

"There is no need to say thanks between you and me." Qi Wan patted Xiao Chujue's shoulder comfortingly, he picked up the book Xiao Chujue was reading before, and pulled the boy to sit aside.

Xiao Chujue didn't understand why, and just let the master move.

"Where did you read it?" Qi Wan looked down at the book.

"Ba Yongshi, Shuang Lai mourns Luo Tong." Xiao Chujue was stunned for a moment, and his reaction was a step slower.

"This is a good poem." Qi Wan looked down at the poem. "At the beginning, the scenery is not illuminated, and it is full of frost and snow all the year round. Once the spring breeze arrives, the glory will be the same?"

These lines of poems are not connected together, but Qi Wan recites these lines together to Xiao Chujue.

Xiao Chujue's heart moved slightly.

"Maybe the sun is covered by frost and snow now, but one day the spring breeze will come." Qi Wan's voice was warm and mellow, like a bowl of hot soup on a snowy night, or like a warm current passing through the ice and snow, bringing infinite warmth meaning and vitality.

Xiao Chujue felt a pair of warm hands slide between his brows, smoothing his loose hair.

No one had ever treated him so tenderly.No one told him not to hurt himself, no one told him whether it was right or wrong to do so, and no one told him that there would be a spring breeze one day.

Never.

Xiao Chujue faced Qi Wan, and at that moment he seemed to see the brightest light...

fell on him.

Also... fell in his heart.

On the second day, the news that Ji Qiusheng fell down the mountain road due to injury spread throughout Qinglan Mountain.But since Ji Qiusheng himself couldn't explain why, most people thought that he was accidentally punished by the rod, and fell down the mountain road by himself, which was a joke for no reason.

No one would connect this matter with Ji Qingfeng, a disabled person that everyone thought was incapable of action.

Even at the teacher apprenticeship ceremony, there were many disciples whispering.After all, Xiao Chujue couldn't see, couldn't move his legs, but he could continue to practice, and he could only be a useless immortal cultivator who didn't understand martial arts.

The world of cultivating immortals respects martial arts, so he has no future like this.

But even after hearing these criticisms, Qi Wan didn't care.Because he knows Xiao Chujue's ability better than anyone else.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, Yan Shi and Xiao Chujue began to formally practice according to Qi Wan's teaching plan.

It can only be said that they are indeed the protagonist and the villain, with extraordinary talents.But in just five months, the two of them both broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

In the third year, he had broken through to the Spiritual Silence Realm.

Suddenly, Qi Wan has also been in this world for three full years.

This year Xiao Chujue was 15 years old at Yanshi.

The author has something to say: At the beginning of the year, there was no sunshine, and it was full of frost and snow all the year round.

Once the spring breeze comes, the prosperity is not the same.

"Eight Songs Poem Shuang Lai Sad Luo Tong" by Shen Yue, a poet of the Southern and Northern Dynasties

Xiao Chujue: When I grow up, I can be astringent;

Qi Wan: Jinjiang Literature City, don’t be shy

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