tea bell

What the elders always think is what they are.

It is true that she is wrong as a master, and Qian Cha Xuanli's two names, she is indeed, and she is going to decide.

In the human world, this is called exclusiveness.

The elder likes the word exclusive.

That night, when she went back, she told Kaudan about it, and Kaudan nodded after hearing her say this and that, and that and that.

Okay, in just a few days, the elder has no disciples again.

The elder has always been favored by the raccoon clan since he was born. In the past, the raccoon king was the queen of raccoons, and his highnesses treated her very well.

Although there are trivial matters of various ethnic groups, they are also within her reach, and she can solve them with a wave of her hand. In addition, she is talented and intelligent, no matter what she is, she is talented in everything, and those who are close to her naturally treat her very much.

The Elder's temperament has been raised to be more casual, always doing what comes to mind, and doing whatever he wants to be happy. No one in this demon clan has dared to point fingers in front of her, and no one has beaten her fiercely, let alone beaten her. she.

So after a long time like this, no one has any objections to what the elders do.

In Kaudan's eyes, this is the case.

The elder has a disciple, all right.

The elder doesn't want this apprentice anymore, okay.

The elder didn't want this apprentice, but because he wanted to be closer and more intimate with this person, he even gave him a proper name.

uh... ok.

But he thought so, Yin Yin didn't think so.

In the past few days, Yin Yin has always been on the sidelines, trying to tell the elders that she is supposed to be the master when she teaches the spells, and it is inappropriate to call her by his name.

The elder then said, "Is it because I chose a bad name?"

Yin Yin said, "No."

The elder said: "You called me, but you haven't called me today."

Yin Yin said: "... Qiancha."

The elder said, "Good boy."

Yin Yin made indirect remarks again, saying that if it wasn't for the master-student relationship, she wouldn't be able to practice more with the elders, because there are too many elders.

This is really white prostitution.

The elder then said: "Then draw me a portrait. I haven't seen your picture before. This is just right, it's worth it."

Yin Yin: "..."

Furthermore, in order for the elder to get Yin Yin used to the name Qiancha, whenever Yin Yin talked to the elder, the elder would always add a sentence after the words: "It's called Qiancha."

"Thousands of tea."

"Call again."

"Thousand tea"

"Call again."

"Thousands of tea."

"Again."

"Thousands of tea."

"good."

This coming and going, Yin Yin has been raised to get used to it.

Yin Yin said it took five days, and sure enough, he practiced the flying technique thoroughly in five days.

Qian Cha naturally likes it, she looks at Yin Yin who is good at everything, she is beautiful, smart, and knows how to please her.

Without the title of Master, Qiancha has been touching Yin Yin's head every few days. At first, Yin Yin still resisted, but later, Yin Yin stopped hiding and let her go.

Now, Qiancha liked it even more.

A few days passed, and one morning, Qiancha shook the teacup in her hand, feeling that the day was very good.

At the moment they were sitting on a rock on the top of a big mountain, she blinked, and Yin Yin disappeared, bowed her head and took a sip of tea, and Yin Yin came back again.

She put down the teacup and asked, "Where did you go?"

Yin Yin brought up a small box from the back and opened the lid.

She sat up and took a look, then raised her eyebrows to look at Yin Yin: "Osmanthus cake?"

Yin Yin nodded: "Yeah."

Qiancha was overjoyed, grabbed a piece from it, but didn't eat it, and handed it over: "Xuanli, take a bite first."

Xuanli shook his head: "I have eaten it, you have a taste, I added more sugar."

Qiancha asked in surprise, "You did it?"

Xuanli nodded: "I did."

Qiancha asked: "When will you do this? Why don't I know."

Xuan Lihui: "It will happen in a few days, you should try it first."

Qiancha frowned: "Xuanli, you know everything."

No more questions, she couldn't wait to withdraw her hand and took a bite, tasted it, and raised her eyebrows happily: "It's delicious, it's even better than the ones from the human world."

Xuanli also laughed.

Qiancha said again: "I thought we would go to the human world to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake for a while, but now we don't need to buy it." She took the tea from Xuanli's hand, took a sip, and said brokenly: "I will take you to the human world to make it. what?"

Xuanli said: "It's all good."

Xuanli didn't cook much, only four yuan, and the elder finished it in a few strokes.

The two in the human world still went, to the same place, but the teahouse didn't tell the story that Qiancha liked, so Qiancha took Xuan to another city.

I bought a few novelty things, but saw that there was nothing interesting, so I came back again.

Day by day, the two of them lived together.

In the past, Qiancha was always alone, and when there was more, Kaodan would accompany her to cure a monster, but now with Xuanli as her companion, life is much more interesting, and she doesn't feel lonely anymore.

A few months passed by in a flash, and a few years passed in a flash, and Xuanli was always with her.

There are many tea parties, but they don't remember too much. After practicing those basic skills, they always think of something, and let Xuanli learn what they encounter.

Xuanli learned quickly, and Qiancha taught it conveniently. In the end, if you do anything casually, after practicing for a few days, you will be able to master it.

In the past few years, she is still the same as before. She will visit her mother in January. Once Qiancha was curious, she hid her footprints and went in through the small door at the back of the prison. She sat on a small stone in the prison and watched. .

In the past few years, Xuanli has been by her side for a long time and has gotten close to her, which makes Qiancha feel that she is just her Xuanli, and not the illusion that she used to talk about.

The one who chatted eagerly, her mother was imprisoned since she was a child, her father didn't care about her, and she was even excluded by her stepmother and younger sister, and was criticized by others.

Xuanli seldom took the initiative to mention the affairs of the clan, and only when Qiancha asked her did she reply.

So that day, Xuanli was inside and Qiancha was outside, she watched from a distance, the mother and daughter in the prison were very miserable, she felt pitiful.

Xuanli didn't do anything inside, just had a meal with his mother and said a few words.

After Xuanli came out that day, Qiancha told Xuanli about her sneaking in. By the way, she also taught her the technique of hiding her footprints. She thought, this way Xuanli would not have to wait a month to go to prison. Missing her If you kiss your mother, you can go in.

Qiancha asked Xuanli to give this technique a name, hidden foot technique.

The two are now inseparable, and Qiancha even made a new hole next to her own cave for Xuanli, so that Xuanli can occasionally stay in Huoshan if they stick together.

What's more, when she cleans up the monsters now, she doesn't have to do it herself.

Pick a fruit, find a good-looking tree to sit on, eat leisurely, watch Xuanli fight with monsters, share some food with Xuanli when it's over, lock the monsters, and the two go to play happily again.

Years and years passed, and by chance, Qiancha discovered while reading a book that the famous and famous people in the book were also famous for their weapons along with their masters.

So when she finished reading the book that day, she named her two knives, Shuangli Knife.

"Shuang is double, knife is knife, I will hang your name on it, double from knife, how about it?"

Xuanli's attitude towards Qiancha's love for naming her has become much calmer. At that time, she was painting Qiancha's portrait, stroke by stroke, very delicate.

"Okay." She carefully hooked the bell on Qiancha's foot, and replied.

Qiancha laughed, called out her Shuangli Dao and swung it a few times, and said to it: "You will be called Shuangli Dao from now on, do you understand?"

She tapped the knife surface twice with her hand, and hearing the dull sound on the knife, Qiancha was satisfied to put the knife away.

She walked over, and Xuan Li was still painting the corners of her skirt.

Qian Cha said: "Is it so cumbersome to draw? You have been painting for ten days, and you haven't finished it yet."

Xuanli hummed: "Ordinary paintings don't have to be so complicated."

Qiancha nodded: "That's what makes me special."

Xuanli smiled: "Yes, you are special."

Qiancha asked again: "I heard from others that one must look at people when drawing. You are really good, you don't need to look at me to draw so well."

Xuanli hummed and didn't reply anymore.

Qiancha only thought that she was addicted to the painting and didn't think much about it.

A few days later, Xuanli's painting was ready. After Qiancha got the painting, she first farted in front of Kaodan, then in Lidi Lihou's place, and finally met Zhizhi who came to look for her. Yu, discussing things, she took out the painting abruptly, and farted again.

How powerful my spin is.

How fast the academic method is.

How good-looking it is.

How delicious the food is.

How beautiful the paintings are.

How nice it sounds to play the piano.

……

It's a pity that I can't bring Xuanli out with me, as Xuanli said, You don't know anything about her these years.

Fortunately, otherwise, Qiancha would have announced to the world that she had such a baby by her side.

In order to thank Xuanli's painting, Qiancha searched for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally made a bow for Xuanli.

She felt that a weapon like this should be equipped with a weapon.

She also gave the bow a name.

"Do you like it?" Qiancha put the bow in front of Xuanli and asked expectantly.

Xuanli picked up the bow, took an arrow and put it on, pulled the string and let go.

In an instant, the arrow hit a stone not far away.

The stone retreated a few feet and collapsed.

Qiancha clapped her hands: "Handsome, so handsome."

Xuanli put away the bow, turned to look at Qiancha, and said with a smile, "I like it, thank you."

Qiancha was happy, pointing to the bow and said: "I wanted to make a few more arrows, but I want you to use this bow in the future, so I can't make enough arrows, so I changed it."

Qiancha picked up the bow, somersaulted onto the tree trunk, and when she pulled it away, a ball of blue fire was caught on the string. She let go, and the fire instantly flew to another big rock, and the stone exploded with a loud bang.

Qiancha jumped back with the bow, and continued: "You can use no arrows like me, and your fire and magic spells can be used."

She patted the arrows beside her: "I made these for you to play with. You just used one and there are nine left."

After a pause, he looked at the arrow from a distance, went over silently, and picked it up.

Seeing that Xuanli liked it so much, Qiancha was naturally happy. She grabbed a fruit and threw it into her mouth, then asked, "Guess, what is the name of this bow?"

Xuanli made a random guess: "A thousand bows?"

Qiancha raised her eyebrows: "Yes!"

Spin away: "..."

It is clear at a glance that this thousand is the thousand of tea.

Qiancha asked again: "Does it sound good?"

Xuanli smiled: "It sounds good."

Qiancha nodded: "I also think it sounds good, you see, now I use Shuangli Dao, and you use Qianbow." She sighed: "Xuanli, we are so compatible!"

Spin away: "..."

Qiancha: "Don't you feel it?"

Xuanli nodded: "Well, it's a good match."

The days were comfortable and lazy, and gradually, Qiancha got used to being served.

Eat, spin away and prepare.

Used, spin off and prepare.

Playing, spin away and prepare.

……

"The words in the book, gods and couples, are nothing more than that."

One afternoon, Qiancha lay lazily on Xuanli's lap, closed a book in his hand, rubbed his head against Xuanli's leg, closed his eyes, and said comfortably: "I have you in this life, we Together, we can also compare with those who love each other."

Qiancha shook her swivel sleeves: "Do you think so?"

Xuanli also held the book, flipping through a page lightly: "Yes."

"Xuanli." Qiancha put the book aside and called out.

After mentioning the fairy couple, she couldn't help being curious: "What kind of person are you going to marry in the future?"

Spinning away from the hand that was flipping the book, he turned to look at Qiancha.

Qiancha asked again: "Did Bird Emperor make an appointment for you?"

Xuanli shook his head: "Never."

Qiancha nodded: "What about you? Do you have someone you like?"

Xuanli silently shifted his gaze to the book: "No."

Qiancha smiled and closed her eyes again: "That's great."

Xuan Li pursed his lips, looked at Qian Cha's profile, and after a while, turned his eyes back to the book.

"Do you want me to marry?" Xuanli asked.

Qiancha shook her head: "Of course I don't want to." She picked up the twisted long sleeves in a blink of an eye, covered her eyes, and blocked some sunlight: "If you get married, you won't be as close to me as you are now."

As Qiancha talked and thought, she lost a lot.

Xuanli took a light breath, and asked again: "What if one day I get married?"

Qiancha murmured twice, feeling depressed, but still said: "I will prepare a big gift for you, so that you can get married in a grand manner."

That being said, Qiancha thought that if Xuanli married someone, they would not be able to live like they are now. With Xuanli having her husband's family, she would chat, eat and play with her husband...

I don't know what kind of man can be worthy of her spin.

Qiancha sighed in her heart, feeling a little uncomfortable after thinking too much, so she found a deeper place and buried her face.

Xuanli looked down at Qiancha's head, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, after she flipped through the book page by page, but failed to read a single word, the person on her lap finally moved.

Qiancha said, "Xuanli, can you get married later?"

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