【Ice Nine】Reborn as slag

The next day, Shen Qingqiu was practicing calligraphy on the desk. A word "forbearance" had gone from running script to cursive script, Liu style to Yan style, and he had written no less than a hundred of them with more than [-] types of writing brushes, while Ning Yingying was cleaning in the outhouse, Seeing the fake handwriting thrown away by her teacher all over the place in the study, it was a pity and distressed, but she dared not go in. While wiping the decorations in the hall, she sneaked a glance at the frowning teacher, and made up her mind to wait. Pick up the papers on the floor when he is away.

Shen Qingqiu didn't care about his beloved disciple's thoughts, he wrote while throwing away, the fire in his heart was indeed getting hotter and hotter, and he wrote with the help of piercing hatred!

Thinking that the little bastard would still hang around in front of his eyes in the future, if he could endure it, the seat of Yue Qi of the Cang Qiong Mountain School would definitely belong to him! ! !

The wolf hair in his hand could hardly bear the force of his fingertips tightening, and the last point was almost out of shape.

"oops!"

Ning Yingying's scream outside brought him back to God.

"What's all the fuss about?"

Shen Qingqiu's posture remained unchanged, his expression remained motionless, and his head was not raised, and he continued to make another stroke on the last point.

"Master, Master, where did you find this Jade Guanyin?"

Ning Yingying was extremely pleasantly surprised, she picked up the Jade Buddha on the piano platform, and jumped in front of Shen Qingqiu.

"I picked it up on the road the day before yesterday. Is it yours, Yingying?" Seeing that his disciple was so happy, Shen Qingqiu seemed to have guessed it. He thought it was her favorite thing, and he felt a little better. On the porcelain pen holder.

"However, this thing is quite old. Men have always worn Guanyin and women's Buddhas. It may not be suitable for you to wear. I will go to the warehouse to find you a white jade Buddha pendant later." Thinking of Ning Yingying's fragile heart Miss, Shen Qingqiu didn't say harshly that this thing was a package from a roadside stall.

"No, why would I wear this? This Guanyin belongs to Aluo. It's all because of Ming Fan. We searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Aluo couldn't find it no matter how hard we searched. These two days have been very uncomfortable. Even I can’t even eat.” Ning Yingying was full of excitement, shaking her head and nodding, and before Shen Qingqiu could say anything else, she immediately turned around and ran out of the study with the Jade Buddha in her arms: “I’m going to tell Aluo Guanyin that Master found it, Master, you are so kind to him, by the way, Master, don’t forget the Jade Buddha you said you gave me..."

Shen Qingqiu looked at the back of the girl who flew out with a dark expression, he was so stupefied that he didn't have time to say a word.

"Kacha." There was a crisp sound.

Shen Jiu's mind was blank, and the wolf hair that he touched casually still failed to escape the fate of being cut in half.

Thinking that it might be because he used too much force that day, the bamboo leaf rolled up the broken stone and blew it away before he picked it up cheaply!

Xibei delivers the little bastards!You are right! ! !

Seeing "Forbearance" on the table, Shen Qingqiu sneered twice, "Hehe", it turns out he is not a saint!

Before Luo Binghe awakened, he still decided to find a way to kill this little bastard.

The next day Yue Qingyuan sent him an opportunity.

Twin Lakes.

If I remember correctly, I was angry with Liu Qingge at that time and snatched the right to handle the incident in Shuanghu City, in the name of training disciples.

It's a good name.

The disciples in the outer courtyard were not deep in foundation and experience, and the monsters were insidious, and they failed to protect them, so that one of them died on the spot.

Before Yue Qingyuan finished explaining, the script had already been written in Shen Qingqiu's mind.

So, seeing Luo Binghe carrying things and running back and forth in the flying dust, Ming Fan taunted him, thinking about the script of Twin Lakes, and Shen Qingqiu, who opened the curtain in the carriage to watch the play, was always in an extremely moody mood. OK

Ming Fan is indeed his most caring disciple, and he knows that he hates and likes him well. He thinks that he should treat Ming Fan better in this life. If Luo Binghe really can't die in this life, it is best to send this disciple away before the incident happens.

He chuckled lightly, just in time to meet Luo Binghe's eyes who regarded the bright sail as air—the eyes he looked back at the carriage as if looking for something, were bright and fiery.

Shen Qingqiu suppressed his smile, his whole body trembled from the cold, and hastily put down the folding fan that was holding up the curtain to block his sight.

"Alo, don't you have enough horses? Come and ride with me!"

If it wasn't for Ning Yingying suddenly disrupting the situation——

Shen Qingqiu touched his forehead with the fan handle and rubbed it.

You fool, you have done so much for him, but in the end you are just one of his many women, lonely and desolate, why bother!

In the car, he scolded "men and women don't know each other", and urged Ming Fan to set off. The convoy ran for a while, but the girl complained louder, as if she was about to cry again.

"Master, look at them!" Ning Yingying stepped forward immediately, and shouted at Shen Qingqiu who was in the carriage aggrievedly: "You don't say anything about them, what are the disciples you taught?"

There are tens of thousands of people in the world, why do you idiot always complain for Luo Binghe!He is not worthy at all!

Shen Qingqiu really felt sorry for this apprentice, and besides, she was a woman.Thinking that in the end she also pleaded for mercy on behalf of his heartless master, Shen Qingqiu in the car still sighed, he still had awe and love for creatures like women.

"parking."

Shen Qingqiu leaned out the door of the carriage, glanced around the ten people accompanying him, glanced at Luo Binghe who finally ran to the carriage with a disheveled face, and then his eyes fell on Ming Fan.

Shen Qingqiu didn't want to make eye contact with Luo Binghe, he always felt that this little bastard was always locking that fiery gaze on him today. Although he was still young and immature, he still had the shadow of him growing up.

And once he encounters it, he will always think of the days in the cellar, and then tremble all over his body and find it difficult to hold back.

This was the final reason why Shen Qingqiu never wanted to see him.

"Ming Fan, get off your horse." Facing Ming Fan, Shen Qingqiu narrowed his eyes, and ordered in a lukewarm manner.

"Master, that's really not what I meant." Ming Fan originally thought that Master would just say a few perfunctory words to his junior sister, but he didn't expect him to get off the horse and be punished.

"dismount."

Shen Qingqiu's tone became cold, and everyone present didn't dare to inhale loudly. This expression showed that Master didn't want to say it a third time.

Realizing that the matter was a bit serious, Ming Fan quickly got off his horse and knelt down.

"Master, I... I know I was wrong."

"Ming Fan, you get in the car and ride together, tell me about the specific situation of Shuanghu City for the teacher, I still have some things to explain, continue on your way."

Ming Fan suddenly turned from worry to joy, he didn't expect that his master not only didn't punish him, but even let him serve in the carriage! ! !

Then, Shen Qingqiu glanced at Luo Binghe and got into the car.

It is absolutely necessary to break the relationship between Yingying and this little bastard, it is impossible for them to ride together, and he cannot be allowed to take advantage of it.

Why don't you just ride a horse, then you can ride, just for these three or two days, let me give you a farewell farewell!

"Ah Luo. Thank you, Master, hurry up and get on Brother Ming Fan's horse." Ning Yingying reacted very quickly, guessing Master's arrangement.

"...Thank you, Master." Luo Binghe bowed his hands to the figure in the car, but his tone was rather unwilling.

"It's cheap for you." Ming Fan, who got up and patted the dust, said this without much sarcasm, seeing the eager and excited expression of the carriage, he put the rein on Luo Binghe, who couldn't move his feet and was not very happy. Throwing it away, he happily climbed onto Shen Qingqiu's carriage under the envious eyes of everyone—but suddenly there was an ice-like chill behind him.

Ming Fan looked back vigilantly, but found nothing wrong...

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