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When he was on the mountain, apart from going to the town once or twice a year to exchange daily necessities, he would leave Master for a few hours, and in the rest of the time, Xi Cang hardly left the range of Master three feet away.Now at the foot of the mountain, I have to be separated from my master for several hours every three days. If the master knows how to take care of himself, it will be fine, but the master never seems to care about his own life and death, and this is the root of Xi Cang's uneasiness.

Ten years ago, when Master had an accident for the first time, Xi Cang was only a half-grown child. At that time, when he saw Master who was not moving, he was really frightened, although he was also very scared, so scared that he wanted to cry , but he still held back, because he knew that even if he cried, no one would come to help him.At that time, he was small and weak, so it took a lot of effort to get the master to the nearest kitchen, and then lit a big pile of firewood to help the master keep warm. Unfortunately, the fire was so strong that it almost burned the kitchen down. Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain, and Master finally came back to life.

Since that time, he has paid great attention to Master. Although Master never paid attention to him, but fortunately, he never drove him away. Thanks to his proper care in the past ten years, Master's problems have almost never recurred. .It's just that in the days since he came down from the mountain, it happened several times in a row. Every time he touched the master's body that was so cold that there was no warmth, Xi Cang's heart was filled with unspeakable panic.He knew that this feeling was called fear, and it was exactly the same as the one ten years ago.

Although Master's body is extremely cold, in fact, as long as he wants to, he can completely avoid falling into this coma state, but he never does anything for himself, and even if his life disappears bit by bit, he will remain indifferent.Xi Cang often thinks, if one day he is not by Master's side, can he save him in a hurry...

No!He absolutely does not allow this to happen!

Pushing the door quickly but lightly, the temperature in the room has disappeared, presumably the stove should have gone out.But the master is still meditating in the same posture as before he left, the white fox cape on his shoulders is still there, and the quilt around his waist has not been loosened.But Xi Cang's heart didn't let go because of this. He called "Master" softly, then walked over and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead. Finally landed safely.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he filled the stove with some remaining sparks with new charcoal, and made a new pot of hot tea.Seeing that it was getting late, he casually made some food for himself. After eating, he boiled a few buckets of hot water for Master to take a bath.

But when he was helping his master wipe himself, Xi Cang suddenly thought of Long Zhan and Xi He in Hua Ruomeng's story. They were clearly men, so why did Long Zhan like Xi He?Could it be because of Xi Hesheng's beauty?But I don't know if this Xi He is as good-looking as his master. Among the people he has met, he has never met anyone who can compare with his master, including the number one beauty Hua Ruomeng praised by everyone.

Master's body is very white, as white as snow, with almost no flaws. Master's body is also very slippery, as slippery as jade, but it is very icy, so cold that there is no warmth at all. The so-called icy muscles and jade bones probably mean That's it!He has watched Master's body for ten years, and he is very familiar with every part of this body, so familiar that even if he closes his eyes, he can clearly describe the outline of every inch of skin.It's just that such a beautiful master, such a beautiful body, why did it become like this?

Xi Cang was too involved in thinking about things, and as a result, his subordinates lost their sense of proportion. When he came back to his senses and found that the master's body had undergone a little change under his unconscious rubbing, his eyes were full of staring eyes. I was stunned for a while.When he came back to his senses, he only felt a burst of heat on his face, and he secretly glanced at Master, but there was still no slight fluctuation on the face with his eyes closed.

Although Xi Cang has never experienced the love between a man and a woman, he is not ignorant of this matter of lust.When he was on the mountain, he did not miss reading. When he was about 16 years old, the head of the household where he often went to exchange books secretly slipped a copy of "Fengyuelu" for him.It's not that he hasn't encountered this kind of situation before, but he never thought that his master would have such a reaction, and he was provoked by himself.

For a long time, the master has given him the feeling that he is like a monk who has escaped into Buddhism, without the emotions and desires, and does not eat the smoke and fire of the world.He can't cry, he can't laugh, and he doesn't even want to talk too much. How can such a cold, heartless, and otherworldly person have the same lust | reaction as an ordinary person?This shock was even greater than the one that Master had given him when he first spoke to him.

However, the master's expressionless cold face finally calmed him down again. As a result, the water in the bathtub became cold again after this delay. Only this time he didn't dare to distract himself from thinking about anything else.

After lying on the bed and hugging the person in his arms tightly, Xi Cang began to report on today's harvest.

"Master, Hua Ruomeng is ill. I think this matter should be related to me. No, it should be related to the surname Xi. When I went to see her, she told me a story, but this story has not been told yet. over."

Xi Qing lay quietly in his arms, not saying a word, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.

Xi Cang continued, "Her story started 20 years ago. In the story, there is a person named Long Zhan, and another person named Xi He..."

Xi Cang slowly told Xi Qing the stories he had heard from Hua Ruomeng during the day, but because Xi Qing turned his back to him, he didn't see when he mentioned the story of Long Zhan and Xi He. Xi Qing's brow furrowed suddenly when she named her name.

On the second day, after serving Master's lunch, Xi Cang took various measures to keep Master warm before going out with the iron sword.

It's just that when he arrived at Meiying Bieyuan, Hua Ruomeng happened to have a visitor.

Xi Cang hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to wait or come back tomorrow.

Seeing this, Zi Qiao said, "Since the young master has already made an appointment with the girl yesterday, let's wait a little longer!"

Xi Cang thought about it and decided to wait another half an hour.

Seeing that he agreed, Ziqiao ordered the maids to quickly serve tea and snacks.

It was only after Xi Cang took a sip of a good cup of tea that Mei Qi heard the news and came to find him.

"You barbarian, how dare you come to the door?" Mei Qi's thin lips couldn't help being mean when she saw someone, "With your poor appearance, why would Sister Meng take a fancy to you? You are sensible Get out of here as soon as possible!"

Xi Cang didn't even look at him.

But his attitude made Mei Qi even more furious, Mei Qi simply walked up to him, and slapped hard on the coffee table next to him, "I am talking to you, why don't you have long ears?"

Xi Cang just turned his face away, still ignoring it.

Mei Qi was also completely annoyed, and she wanted to drop the teacup on the table.

"Ouch! Young Master Qi, you can fall slowly, that's Bai Ding Kiln's 'Feifeng Zhan'!" As soon as Zi Qiao turned around, she saw that something was going to happen here, and hurried back.

"So what about 'Feifengzhan'? Can I still afford to throw it?"

Ziqiao knew his temper well, so she didn't like his tricks, she just said lightly, "You can afford to fall, but the girl has always liked this set of 'Feifengzhan', she is not feeling well right now, Do you want to put another block in her heart?"

Mei Qi hesitated for a moment.

Zi Qiao took the opportunity to take the teacup from his hand and put it away, knowing that he was dissatisfied, so she comforted her, "Young Master Xi is a guest invited by the girl, even if you don't see the face of the monk, it's not easy to refute the girl's face, isn't it?" ?”

Mei Qi didn't know that she was making unreasonable troubles, but usually no one dared to make him angry, but this barbarian in civilian clothes in front of him repeatedly ignored him, you let him complain How can I swallow it?

Mei Qi took another step back immediately, and drew out her sword that was shining with cold light, "I want to compete with this barbarian in a fair and square manner, now sister Meng won't have any objections, will she?"

Zi Qiao knew that he was making things difficult on purpose, so she definitely wouldn't give up easily, and she was afraid that if she continued to persuade her, she would only add fuel to the flames. Mei Qi was still a half-master after all, so she couldn't really offend her, even though Mr. Xi had been provoking him all the time. He was indifferent, but if he continued to mess around like this, there was no guarantee that something would go wrong again.

While worrying, a familiar figure stepped into the room.

"Xiaoqi is messing around again?"

"Hero Mo!" Seeing that it was him, Zi Qiao was certain in her heart.If it is said that the person who can subdue Mr. Mei Qi, the first one is her daughter, and the other is this unruly and heroic Mo Daxia.

As soon as Mei Qize saw the person coming, her face turned ugly immediately, "Aren't you talking privately with Sister Meng, why are you bothering me whether I'm fooling around or not?"

"I'm not here to take care of you, I'm just bringing you something for your father."

"What?"

"Enough playing, go home early."

"Mind your own business!" Mei Qi snorted, pushed the person away, and left.

The visitor didn't take it seriously, and turned his head to look at Xi Cang again.

"You must be that Mr. Xi?"

When Xi Cang entered the room, he had already sized him up, and saw that he was about thirty years old, tall and tall, dressed plainly, handsome but with green stubble, showing a look of vicissitudes.

Xi Cang nodded slightly, and said politely, "I'm right here."

The man nodded, "I heard that your sword skills are good, who is your master?"

"Master doesn't like me talking about him."

"So that's the case, I was the one who asked the question abruptly."

The man looked at Xi Cang lightly again, seeing that his attitude was calm, neither arrogant nor arrogant, he suddenly laughed loudly, "Brother Xi really deserves to be a young talent, and I will treat you to a good drink when I have the opportunity."

Xi Cang cupped his hands, "Haven't you asked the name of the senior?"

"Senior, it's free. If Brother Xi doesn't dislike you, just call me Brother Mo!"

Xi Cang saw that this man was quite forthright, so he couldn't help feeling a little fond of him, so he called out generously, "Brother Mo."

"Okay! Very good!" The man nodded, and said again, "It's just that I have something to do this time, let's just say goodbye, and if there is a fate in the future, it's not too late for you and my brother to have a drink!"

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