Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 73 Where does Huaxue seek a white head ([-])

Fu Canghan flicked his hands, and the wiped face revealed a rouge-colored mole at the corner of his eye.The shape, color and location of this mole were so familiar that it was difficult to describe it, which reminded him of a very familiar person.

He backed away slightly and looked at the little baby's face.Seeing that he was ignoring her, Xiao Wa'er held her mouth aggrieved, and opened her hands: "Master...hug..."

Fu Canghan's face was numb.He looked down at the little baby's moist eyes like black grapes, without moving.In fact, he... didn't react.

The little boy was even more wronged, and the master ignored him.He pursed his mouth, as if if Fu Canghan didn't hug him again, he would scream heaven-shatteringly in the next moment.Yes, although this baby has a wrinkled face, but... there is not a trace of tears in her eyes.

Fu Canghan hugged him stiffly, and said, "Yin Chi?"

"Mmm...Master." Yin Chi responded obediently, coupled with the little aggrieved expression he hadn't had time to retract, he was really pitiful and cute, and he looked extraordinarily cute.But as Fu Canghan, who had a little understanding of the grown-up Yin Chi, he doubted, was the young Yin Chi really so quiet and well-behaved?

Fu Canghan hugged the cub for the first time, his posture was barely correct, but it was not very comfortable.Yin Chi twisted his body, stretched out his soft little hand, and poked the back of Fu Canghan's hand: "Master."

Little Yinchi's hands are fleshy, and there are five shallow dimples on them.Most of his hands were wrapped in his clothes, only two fingers were exposed, so small that he could only hold one of Fu Canghan's fingers.

Fu Canghan followed Xiao Yinchi's will and let go, Yin Chi wrapped his arms around Fu Canghan's neck and moved his buttocks, and sat still.

Fu Canghan was at a loss.It wasn't the first time he hugged Yinchi, on the contrary, he hugged him many times, and even hugged him and did what he promised in this life.But because of this, he felt at a loss holding this doll who was only four or five years old.

The Yin Chi in his memory made people feel how powerful he was when he relied on him.It doesn't mean that his cultivation base is so strong that he is invincible, but that he himself has the tenacity in his bones, the arrogance in his flesh and blood, and the excellent independence he hides.Yin Chi is a person who does not depend on others.He trusts Fu Canghan, but he won't rely on him. He relies on him and always thinks of his own independent solution in his heart.

But now, the child holding his neck is really relying on him wholeheartedly.

A soft little one, such a small and fragile life, it seems that as long as he uses a little force, it will hurt him, and he can blow him away with just one more breath.Carefully, carefully hugged in his arms, Fu Canghan had never touched such a small life.He couldn't imagine what an incredible process it would be to grow such a small, not smaller life into the Yin Chi's appearance he remembered.For him, it may be no less than a miracle.

Xiao Yinchi blinked his big round eyes, pointed to the snow on one side, and said in a soft voice, "Master, Mr. Zhu has fallen."

With a wave of his hand, Fu Canghan recalled the bamboo sword buried in the snowdrift with only a small half of the hilt exposed.The palm-sized sword lay in the palm of Fu Canghan, and Xiao Yinchi grabbed Mr. Zhu and twisted his round body with difficulty to hang the sword.

"Master, Ah Chi is tired and needs to eat." Xiao Yinchi said again.

Fu Canghan gave one instruction and one movement, and he took a step.The next moment, he arrived at the bustling world decorated with lights from the top of the inaccessible snow mountain.

It's the Lantern Festival again, every household hangs red lanterns, and rows of beautiful and delicate lanterns are also placed on the streets.Xiao Yinchi grabbed Fu Canghan's clothes, pointed his short fingers at the street stalls selling Lantern Festival.There were quite a few customers at the small stall, and the proprietress was very busy.

The small tables on the side of the road are almost full of people, and everyone's face is filled with joyful smiles.The proprietress saw them in a blink of an eye, she waved enthusiastically, and shouted loudly: "Ah, Xiao Chi and Mr. Fu are here. Come and sit, come and sit, there is a seat reserved for you."

Yin Chi grabbed Fu Canghan's back and leaned most of his body in the direction of the proprietress, his bright eyes stared straight at the Yuanxiao in other people's bowls.He kicked his legs that were not two inches long and said coquettishly: "Master, yes."

There are all kinds of shouts on the street, among which the shouts of Lantern Festival are the most, accompanied by the aroma of boiled glutinous rice, white mist curls up.

Fuhua hugged the little doll and found a clean table and sat down.Yin Chi twisted his chubby body to sit comfortably on the stool, and Hua Hua sat beside him.The boss is an old acquaintance, and he brought a bowl of sweet Lantern Festival in a short while.The white glutinous dumpling was ups and downs in the boiling water, Hua Hua held the white porcelain bowl in his hand, his long and white fingers could not be seen clearly in the curling white mist.

Yin Chi looked up eagerly, staring at the Yuanxiao without blinking from the time it was cooked to the table.It turned out that I was a little glutton since I was a child, and I was very greedy.

Vanity unhurriedly squeezed out a Lantern Festival with a spoon, behind him was the mortal world, and around him was the noise of mortal people, and the front, back, left, and right sides were filled with the noise of dust accompanied by heat.Yin Chi gulped down his saliva, his chubby face was like a moon disk in the sky, showing elegance in his plumpness.

His flashy and handsome face was not tainted with any warmth in the fiery atmosphere, his eyes were downcast, his expression was indifferent, and his beauty was hard to describe.He raised the spoon to his lips, his lips were thin and cold, with a light color, always pressing a kind of indifference.

The snow-white dumpling is hot, and when it meets the cold lips, a white mist rises immediately, covering the sharp chin in an instant, softening the cold edges and corners, and the fairy made of ice and snow is suddenly covered with a trace of white mist the heat.Even if the wind blows, it will disappear without a trace.

She opened her lips flashily, blew just right, and then stuffed it into the little apprentice's small mouth, which was about to overflow.With a pouted ruddy mouth, a moon-like smiling face bulged out, and the neither hot nor cold Lantern Festival melted between the mouth and teeth, revealing the sweetness inside.

Yin Chi's hands rested naturally on Vanity's knees, and his body leaned forward slightly.While being overwhelmed by the food in his mouth, he pouted his lips, looking dissatisfied at Vanity.

Vanity wiped away the little soup overflowing from Yin Chi's mouth, and tasted a mouthful of the dumpling before Yin Chi could speak.Sweet, sticky, lifeless and turbid.The celestial being who never eats the grains of the world, in the smiling eyes of the little apprentice, said in a low voice: "Very good."

The little doll swallowed the last morsel of food in her mouth with satisfaction, so the fairy used the hands that had been carved for thousands of years to pick up the dirt from the mortal world again, raised it to her lips and blew just right, sending it off In the mouth of the little baby, it is just right, neither hot nor cold.

The figure of the immortal is still detached from the noise of the mortal world.The white mist rises and dissipates, and the bowl of Lantern Festival is gone, and the hand holding the white porcelain bowl is also warmed.Vanity hugged Yin Chi back to her lap, and wiped off the soup stains from the baby's lips with her still warm fingers.He raised his eyes and put down the money, the people around him were still in full swing, but nothing and everyone couldn't be seen by those ice-coloured eyes.

Yin Chi was full, and writhed restlessly in Hua Hua's arms, sometimes pulling the clothes on Hua Hua's shoulders, and sometimes pulling the two strands of white hair that fell from Hua Hua's temples, but he didn't feel safe for a moment.But although there are many small actions, there is no word.The little apprentice who used to chirp like a sparrow in the womb also understood the truth that silence is golden.

Flashy is unbelievable.

Holding Yin Chi in his arms, he walked around the crowded crowd without haste, and said softly, "The sugar painting melted the day before yesterday, do you want to paint again?"

Yin Chi blinked his eyes, nodded his head halfway, then stopped abruptly, and shook his head silently.

There was an imperceptible pause in the vanity's footsteps, his eyes fell on the road ahead calmly, and he said lightly: "What's the matter?"

Yin Chi twisted his butt uncomfortably, and whispered: "No."

Flashy and clear: "Who did you fight with?"

Yin Chi curled his mouth, feeling grievance as if he could cry in the next moment: "Xu...Xu...what city next door. He said that Master doesn't want me anymore, he lied."

On Taishang Xuefeng, above the mirror of dust, Yin Chi hugged Yuan Shouyi, motionless like a mountain.Clouds and thunder crashed down from the Nine Heavens, electricity was like a snake in the rolling dark clouds, and thunder crashed in the rain and snow all over the sky. After a blinding white light, Yin Chi felt that he was crunchy and crisp.Flying up hundreds of thunders, all of them are aimed at chopping Yin Chi till it burns.Yin Chi relied on Taishang Xuefeng to suddenly improve his cultivation, his foundation was not stable, his Taoism was not settled, and after a dozen thunderbolts, he felt overwhelmed.

When he had no time to take care of him, the jade pendant engraved with the word "Fu" in his arms suddenly glowed milky white, but in a moment, he wrapped all the people whose long hair was blown up and protected them.Jiashen's thunder and lightning were instantly blocked, and the pure power of lightning gently transformed Yin Chi's bones.Tell Yin Chi, if anyone other than him is spoiled by his master like this, he would be an idiot not to be turned into a waste.

As soon as Yin Chi felt the pain from electric scorching all over his body lighten, his spiritual consciousness was pulled by an invisible force and thrown out.Yin Chi's head buzzed as if someone had hit him with a hammer, and he was a little unresponsive for a while.

The aroma of glutinous rice cooking, the sweetness of syrup on the stove, the smell of gunpowder smoke after burning candles and fireworks, and... There is also the shallow frost and rime near the nose Light taste.

Yin Chi subconsciously rubbed towards the source of the smell.

The flashy eyes can only see the extremely festive little tiger hat of his little apprentice.Did you really cry?Vanity patted Yin Chi's back hesitantly, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't need to figure out the ins and outs of Yin Chi's endless accusation, all of them fell into his eyes.

It's just a quarrel between children.Fuhua likes to be clean, but Yin Chi is too young to stay away from people, so Huahua bought a yard in the city. The neighbors are inevitably rich and noble, and the children are pampered, so there are more disputes.Flashy is not seen by others, and usually the women in the neighborhood took money to help him take care of Yin Chi, and there were some rumors around him.

The comparisons between children are no less than those among adults.Yin Chi has no elders, yet he dresses, eats and travels far above them. The child who is dominated by jealousy hears that Yin Chi has a teacher but no parents, and a few words are bitter.

With Yin Chi's temper, if these people could return home with good skin and flesh, it would probably be as close as red rain from the sky.Vanity didn't hear Yin Chi's words for a long time, so he could only say: "Xia Chong's language is ice, why bother listening to it. It's all right."

As he spoke, he patted Yin Chi's shoulder lightly.At this time, Yin Chi also came back to his senses, and relied on his best memory to dig out this passage.It's vaguely...well, one of the tricks he hit the younger brother's invincible hands.The conversation back then ended here. When Yin Chi heard that Fu Hua meant that beating him casually would settle the matter, he was... very at ease... and fell asleep while waiting for Fu Hua to continue talking. caught.

"Master, if I wasn't me, would you still want me? Any person, as long as he has the Xiantian body, he will be your disciple, he will be "I". And I don't have the Xiantian body, so naturally I can't fall into your eyes." Yin Chi didn't know why he was so horny.It's just that in this person's arms, seeing this person again after so many years, he wanted to ask a question.

Of course he knows that there are no ifs in this world, and all assumptions are mediocre.But I was originally a person who grew up in the common world, not detached like you, Master, and not stained with dust.

If I wasn't me, would you still want me?

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