Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Since the homing pigeon returned safely this time, it has passed the test and is safe, so Wuji often writes to his senior brother.At first Qing Shu replied patiently, but then his replies gradually decreased, and in the end they simply disappeared.

Wuji was uneasy in the Butterfly Valley: "Why is it that Zhiruo is replying to the letter I wrote to senior brother? Has senior brother forgotten me?" He wanted to go back to Wudang to have a look, but he had to rely on his cold poison. The medicine prescribed by Mr. Hu is up to the mark.Butterfly Valley is far away from Wudang, even if Wuji wants to go back, he can't go back.

In the past, my father taught me ink painting, Wuji picked up the paintbrush, and wanted to draw the voice, appearance and appearance of my senior brother to express my comfort.He picked up the pen and realized that after two years away from Wudang, he could no longer remember what Qing Shu looked like.I drew one after another, and each one was somewhat similar to the ice jade-like person in my impression but different.The more I paint, the more chaotic I get, until I don't even know where to start to write.

Holding the jade pendant given to him by Qingshu back then, he fell on the desk and began to cry loudly.

Hu Qingniu took the medicine list and wanted to discuss with Wuji a new medicine for his disease, maybe it would be effective. "Wuji is a little worried these days, maybe he will be more cheerful if you tell him the news."

Standing outside the door, Hu Qingniu was surprised to hear Wuji's cry inside: "This kid has always been very strong. No matter how weird I tried to cure his illness, I never heard him snort. What happened today? Crying so pitifully?" He didn't enter the room, but quietly turned and left.

After two years, they were like masters and apprentices, and he felt a little distressed seeing Wuji so sad.Sitting in the pile of medicinal materials, he thought and thought, and slapped his forehead: "I understand what's going on! Wuji often uses carrier pigeons to communicate with outsiders. It is said that one of the replies is his senior brother, and the other is from the Emei sect." Little girl. That’s for sure, I’m thinking of other girls. Silly boy, tell me about this. Come on, I don’t have to tell him, just give him a surprise.”

Hu Qingniu also wrote a letter, and after a while, when the crying in the room stopped, he said to Wuji through the door: "Wuji, can you lend me your precious pigeon?"

Wuji was sulking at the moment, he thought to himself: "Anyway, senior brother won't reply to me, so what's the use of keeping it." Passing the pigeon cage out from the window, he said in a hoarse voice: " You can take it, borrow it, ask for it, cook it or throw it away, anyway, I don’t want it.”

Hu Qingniu took the pigeon cage carefully: "Don't worry, I'll return it to you when you're done using it, and you won't lose a single feather."

Wuji in the house turned a deaf ear to his words, put the painting he drew in an iron basin, and set it on fire.Throwing in the last portrait, looking at the raging fire, I felt a bit of pain in my heart.Suddenly regretting, he grabbed the portrait with empty hands, but not only failed to save the painting, but also burned his fingers.

I put my hands in the bowl for washing pens and iced them for a while, applied some cool and swelling ointment that I always have, and then wrapped my fingers.Wuji held the cold jade pendant, rolled into a ball like a trapped animal, fell on the bed and fell asleep restlessly.

"Wuji, it's a wrong mix! The introduction of this medicine is that it's not white peony root. ——Don't make up the medicine, the medicine is boiling on the stove, go and see the medicine.——Little ancestor, this medicine soup is all boiled away." .Alright, alright, let’s go to the medicine garden in the valley to collect herbs.——Why did you j**j the medicinal seedlings I just planted?——You go back to your room and don’t touch anything.”

In the past few days, Wuji has become more and more absent-minded, and always frowns with a sad look.Hu Qingniu counted the low-level mistakes Wuji made these days in his mind, and those mistakes were so low-level that Wuji would never make them.He secretly rejoiced: "Thanks to me secretly writing to invite Miss Zhou to come here, otherwise Wuji would easily burn my Butterfly Valley if he was in a daze someday."

On this day, Hu Qingniu knocked on Wuji's door early in the morning: "Wuji, get up quickly, look who is here?"

Wuji put on his clothes lazily, not even combing his hair.Suspicion in the stomach: "Mr. Hu is not very happy about the patient coming to Tiangu, why is he so strange today? Could it be that some extraordinary person has come?"

Seeing Wuji open the door, Zhiruo blushed, and Hu Qingniu politely let her go.

Seeing the person coming, Wuji opened his mouth in surprise, his eyes lit up, and he threw himself into Qingshu's arms: "Senior Brother! You finally came to see me. I haven't received your reply, Wuji I thought you forgot about me!" The brother who had been missing all this time appeared in front of him, and Wuji hung on him and refused to let go.

Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and said awkwardly to Wuji: "Wudang has recruited many new disciples, Yuan soldiers are burning, killing and looting everywhere, father and the others are spending less and less time on the mountain. I have to manage the Wudang sect on my behalf." I'm so busy with things every day that I can't find time to write letters, so don't blame me."

Zhiruo, who is the protagonist, looked at Hu Qingniu in bewilderment.It was he who wrote to himself saying that Wuji thought too much of him and hoped that he could come to see him, so she found an excuse to ask the master for leave.Why did Mian Wuji just focus on making out with Qingshu and ignore him when he met Mian Wuji?

Hu Qingniu didn't understand what was going on, could it be that Wuji wanted to die a few days ago, not for this pretty little girl but for his senior brother?This, this is too strange.You can't embarrass the girl, right, Hu Qingniu reminded Wuji: "Wuji, Miss Zhou is here too!"

Wuji turned his head and glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, then buried his head in Qingshu's arms, and after a while, he finally got off Qingshu's body.

There is a garden in the valley, and Hu Qingniu prepared some simple home-cooked dishes.Wuji, Qingshu and Zhiruo ate and reminisced about the past.

Wuji held something in his hand and passed it to his mouth, he refused to take his eyes off Qingshu for a second.Sitting aside, Zhiruo was left out in the cold, and pursed her mouth unhappy.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Qingshu felt a little distressed, and said, "Zhiruo, this rice has flower petals in it, and it smells like flowers, try it."

Zhiruo poked the rice twice with her chopsticks, and said that she was full and didn't want to eat any more after it was stained a little.She left her seat first and lied about going out to enjoy the flowers.

Qingshu wanted to follow her out to chase her, but was entangled by Wuji.Qing Shu thought for a while, sat down, and he did have some things he wanted to talk to Wu Ji about.

Since Zhou Zhiruo became a disciple of Emei, she has become Miejue Shitai's favorite disciple besides Ji Xiaofu due to her cleverness.She often goes to Wuji with her teacher as a guest, and often chats with Qing Shu about Wuji.

Qing Shu fell in love with her the first time he saw her.Her heart, as still as still water, shimmers when she thinks of her, and in front of Zhiruo, the lines on Qing Shu's face soften a lot.In order to please her, he also tried to be less rigid, blending in with everyone and joking with other people.

The elders of both sides saw that the two children got along so well, Miejue Shitai and Zhang Zhenren both got up and wanted to make an engagement for them.When being spied on, Zhou Zhiruo was still young when she came back, so wait a few years to talk about it.Don't look at Qing Shu always with a cold face, in fact he is very thin-skinned, when faced with Grand Master's question, he was embarrassed to say yes directly, but he also acquiesced.

Knowing what the elders meant, Qing Shu paid more attention to Zhiruo.He knew that Wuji and her were childhood friends, but he still couldn't help feeling a little bit jealous, so even though Zhiruo answered Wuji's letters one by one, he didn't want to pay any attention to Wuji anymore.

Wuji's letters are basically written to himself, he thought: "If I don't answer the letter, Wuji will not write again gradually, so Zhiruo will forget him. It's innocent, but I still hope that Zhiruo only has me in her heart."

Wuji looked at the silent brother and said, "Senior Brother Qingshu, why are you here suddenly?"

Let him open the topic to save himself the trouble, Qingshu slowed down his speech, and said while thinking: "Wuji, I like Miss Zhou." Throwing the most important words first, he continued: "Grand Master Interestingly, I begged Miejue Shitai to allow me to be engaged to Ms. Zhou, and the wedding will be held after we are adults. Although Ms. Zhou has not agreed yet, this matter is basically a certainty. You——I mean, you It would be best not to have any more correspondence with her!"

Wuji felt aggrieved and said, "All my letters were addressed to Senior Brother. I don't know how they were snatched by her. She answered those letters by herself."

Qingshu said: "Then you simply don't write to me in the future, just wait until I have time to see you."

Wuji lowered his head and remained silent, he knew that his brother was just trying to explain himself.Having lived on the mountain for several years and being in the same room, how could he not know that his senior brother would never have free time?

Hatefully hiding his sad expression, he raised his head and said with a smile on his face, "Wuji will remember what brother said, brother, this dish seems to be a bit salty, just wait here, I'll get some hot tea. "

Standing outside the door, looking at the more mature and handsome Qingshu, Wuji put his hand on the wall and crushed a brick at the corner.Turning around, her eyes were full of coldness: "Mother, you are right, good-looking women can deceive people, and the more beautiful they are, the more they can deceive people! I regard Zhou Zhiruo as a friend, but she actually wants to treat the only one who is sincere to me. Good people are snatched away. She has a vicious heart, and I will never let her succeed!"

Turning my mind: "If you forcefully stop it, Senior Brother Qingshu will definitely hate me. The persimmon is soft, and Zhou Zhiruo has to start with this matter."

Wuji first went back to his room to get a pack of medicine, then went to the kitchen and poured the medicine powder into the boiling tea.

"Senior Brother Qingshu, please have some tea."

Seeing Wuji's smiling face, Qing Shu thought that he understood his difficulties and didn't care, so he drank the tea without worry.

After eating, Qing Shu asked Wuji with some guilt: "Are you angry with me?"

Wuji squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Why are you angry? If Brother Qingshu and Miss Zhou get married, Wuji will be happy for you! If I'm lucky and can live for two more years, when you get married Days, we must go to ask for a cup of wedding wine. Brother Qingshu should not drive me away when the time comes."

When Qing Shu heard the word "big marriage", his fair face turned red. "No, no, there will be a warm welcome then."

One is hypocritical, the other is sincere, and the two are talking politely to each other.

Wuji felt a little disgusted, he didn't want such a senior brother Qingshu.Because I have been acting in front of people, I clearly know that the smile on my senior brother's face is not from the heart!Could it be that if he drives Zhou Zhiruo away, the real Qingshu, the original Qingshu, and the Qingshu that only belongs to him will come back?

After chatting about their respective lives, Qing Shu got up to say goodbye as it was getting late.Wuji went out to see him off.Zhiruo is already riding a horse and waiting for Qingshu at the mouth of Butterfly Valley, and Qingshu bids farewell to Wuji.He just got on the horse and didn't take two steps when he tilted his body and fell to the ground.