long night walk

Chapter 1493 Uninvited Friendship

"Pa!" There was another soft sound.

The ruler under the little tiger's fingertips was quickly retracted, and then his backhand was merciless, hitting the back of her hand steadily and accurately with a snap.

The bone joints on the back of his hand were instantly hit and turned red. Xiao Shanjun didn't even have time to retract his hand and cried out in pain.

She covered her red little hands in pain, lowered her head, sniffed aggrievedly, her eyes were red, and she no longer dared to do anything wrong.

Even the fairy maids serving pen, ink, paper and inkstone couldn't help but feel pity for him when they saw that pitiful little appearance.

Although the empress has been doting on their little highness since childhood, the two adults, Qing Shui and Qing Xuan, treat her as their own and dote on her.

Your Highness has never suffered much since he was a child.

Coupled with Tian Huang's status as a noble man and his unfortunate fate, not to mention the Spring and Autumn Palace, but looking at the entire Kunlun Jingxu, there is no one who does not love and protect it.

Who dares to be so ignorant that he would be beaten, scolded and taught a lesson.

Several serving female officers originally wanted to say a few words for their Royal Highness, but when their eyes met the stern and solemn gaze of Master Fanshu, they felt frightened and dared not speak out in anger.

"Young Highness, you can put away your tricks. There is no need to show off your pity. The poor nuns are not scornful of them. They only know how to indulge and dote on Your Highness.

She doesn't understand anything, and she grew up in a honeypot. Apart from the threat of life and death, she has no worries in this world. She only knows that it is normal to enjoy herself in time.

She traveled across the six realms of the world and should not have stayed in the Kunlun Mountains for these years.

The poor nun only knows that a loving mother often loses her sons. If His Majesty wakes up from the ice and calculates his age, he has already passed the age of hairpin. He does not know the Four Books and Five Classics of the mortal world, and he does not know the classics of the immortal world. These are all.

But this little tiger also has a lazy temperament. She has never liked reading, so she transforms into a little tiger and jumps all over the mountain when she has nothing to do.

She is destined not to stay in this mountain for a long time. Although she is not involved in the world, she still walks around and knows the world.

Fanshu was not moved at all by the pitiful appearance of the little tiger. She stood condescendingly in front of the desk, her chiseled face full of seriousness and rigidity.

It's just that the little tiger was destined to die young, and Cang Nanyi didn't have many requirements for her. She was born with a weak body, a serious disease, and was unable to practice. The days she could survive naturally became less and less.

Others may not understand the current situation in the Kunlun Mountains, but she clearly knows how important it is to find a qualified and outstanding teacher for the little tiger to her future destiny.

This Master Fanshu has a stern temperament, and his eyes can't tolerate any sand, and there is no trace of emotion at all.

Once the Emperor's Empress passes away, with the Emperor's reputation-loving cleanliness, he will definitely not have much control over her.

Master Fanshu's words were not merciful, but did not show any harshness. Instead, they revealed a bit of love and care.

Out of pity for the little tiger's miserable life experience, and knowing that she was being framed as a chess piece for the demon king A'luo, he volunteered to stay in the Kunlun Mountains and teach her the principles of the world.

If Master Fanshu hadn't been cultivating and strictly required teachings, she might not have been able to understand a single word.

What's even more troublesome is that the Queen has always tacitly approved of her attitude towards her.

Qingshui and Qingxuan regarded her as precious as the apple of their eye, and naturally did not treat her as harshly as the ordinary demon and fairy subjects. They believed that in her few remaining days, she should live happily for every day.

The last female officer who felt sorry for His Highness and spoke for her was expelled from the Spring and Autumn Palace without saying a word and went to work elsewhere.

But after all, Your Highness is not just a kid. How could he not be able to read the simplest thousand-character essay fluently? How could he, the daughter of the majestic Lord Kunlun and the grandson of his father, be such an idiot who cannot read Chinese characters now? "

Although she did not take the title of master and disciple, she already had the feeling of master and disciple in her heart.

And if she still doesn't know how to grow up and doesn't have any skills, who can she count on?

Is it possible that you still want to be innocent and 'play' for the rest of your life without any worries?

She grew up in Kunlun, but no one in the Kunlun Mountains owed her anything. Only she owed herself a hard work.

The little tiger rubbed the back of her red finger, but she stopped sniffling and looked aggrieved. She raised her moist bright eyes, looked at Master Fanshu, and said seriously: "But Qing Shui said, I don't have to do this." After working hard to learn these things, I just need to live happily every day.”

Master Fanshu's stern eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts, "Do you know what price you have paid in advance for your happy life every day?"

Not to mention the female official in the mountain, Qing Shui and Qing Xuan, who took care of her personally, never mentioned her fortune telling in front of her.

For fear of making her feel unhappy and depressed.

But after all, no one knows better than herself the pain that gnaws at her bones and heart, and suffers from severe illness and death.

The little tiger raised her black eyes, which were as clear as falling into a clear spring.

Hearing Master Fanshu's question, she calmed down, smiled easily, and said: "Isn't it because I don't live long? Anyway, living hard is only one day, and living casually is also one day. It's better to be a simple and happy little girl." Waste, what's wrong with enjoying yourself in time?"

Even though he was well aware of her thoughts and plans, Master Fanshu couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed and empty when he heard her say it himself.

She gritted her teeth slightly, and her jaw became clear-cut. On the already stern face of Master Fanshu, the two nasolabial folds became more and more deep.

The words of blame were already spoken in her mouth, but when she looked into the clear watery eyes of the little tiger, a strong sense of guilt filled her heart.

In the end, the mottled emotions just turned into a helpless sigh.

"Everything in the world depends on human efforts. Although there is no way to solve this evil soul nail, there are many capable people in this world. As long as you are willing to work hard, you may not be unable to find a glimmer of hope."

The little tiger held a purple wolf hair in his hand, lay on the table, and said with a pout: "But everything in life is not easy, so why should you live so hard?

Just because I put all my efforts and put all my efforts into it, even though I didn’t want to, I had to forcibly look forward to some hopeless things because of this hope. After struggling hard, I found that I was unable to change anything. Could it be that the expectations and hopes he had planted were shattered with his own hands? Such an ending would be even more cruel and tragic than waiting for death from the beginning. "

"Since hard work is destined to be useless, why waste this energy. I was born and destined to be unstable and unhealthy throughout my life, so seeking a moment of stability for myself can be regarded as my own efforts, isn't it?" Master Fanshu did not refute, but looked at the little tiger intently, and said in a deep voice: "The little tiger is an extraordinary person. You are born with an extraordinary destiny. You must believe in yourself. If you want to be a fine gold and jade, you must follow the fire. When the time comes, the night will end, and the morning will surely come.

No matter how desperate your fate is, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will eventually be able to overcome the limits of the unreachable future and tomorrow. Determined to study is like planting a tree, spreading its roots and shoots, which is particularly effective. It has a stem but no branches yet. Branches then leaves, leaves then flowers. As long as you stay with me sincerely, the flowers will bloom and bear fruit. "

The pen swaying in the little tiger's hand suddenly stopped. These endless chatterings made her ears feel numb in the past few days.

But today was the first time she said this to Master Fanshu.

She has a sharp mind, and just now she clearly captured the trace of guilt in Master Fanshu's eyes.

This is really a strange thing.

This monk, who was worthy of the Six Paths of Heaven and Earth, walked on the vast road, and came to the world through asceticism, could not bear to feel pity for her.

She was destined to do this, and she couldn't blame anyone.

Why is she so guilty?

Really speaking, the main culprit that caused her to be like this, with the evil spirit piercing her heart, was just the demon king who was incompatible with the fairy clan.

This real person, Fanshu, is upright and upholds the Tao. He does not look like he is colluding with the devil.

So... what is she feeling guilty about?

"Some people are born with pure gold and beautiful jade, so why should they suffer the pain of being tempered by the fiery fire? I see, this time is the emperor's holy order. To find a good teacher for the young highness, all he needs to do is to provide the young highness with a good teacher." With a little guidance, I can resolve this chronic illness in my body, and I think the sky will be high and the sea will be wide, and I will be able to fly like a bird."

A sudden voice came from outside the courtyard, breaking the peace in the school.

At this moment, the sky is not bright yet, and it is not yet time for the class to actually start.

The school was full of female officers busy preparing silently back and forth.

Outside the school, there shouldn't be so many immortal visitors coming at this time.

Just because the little tiger's recruitment of disciples was of great importance, everyone was afraid of missing out on opportunities and disadvantages, so they stayed with each other early and came to the Spring and Autumn Palace in advance.

However, the class bell had not yet rung, and these immortals were well-behaved, and they did not dare to make any mistakes in front of Master Fanshu, so they waited patiently outside the school and did not dare to disturb the peace here.

Therefore, the uninvited visit of the owner of this harmonious voice seemed a bit abrupt and rude.

The door of the school was not closed, and a figure was seen riding the wind down from the sky covered with dark clouds in the distant mountains. He just passed by many fairy visitors who had arrived earlier than him, and then appeared in the school.

We haven't yet clearly seen what this person looks like, but judging from his behavior of jumping in line, this person's behavior is clearly frivolous.

The rice paper that had been finally laid on the little tiger's desk suddenly blew and danced in the strong wind.

The visitor was so unceremonious and high-profile, but the little tiger showed no interest at all on his face. He still lay on the desk with a weak look as if his spine had been removed, looking as lazy as a bird that had not yet been born. The little tiger who woke up from his nap didn't even bother to give the visitor a look.

On the contrary, it was Master Fanshu who had all the complicated emotions on his face, returning to his cold and rigid look of seriousness.

She raised her eyes and looked solemnly, and saw that although the visitor was standing in the dull and oppressive school, he was like a orchid or jade tree in the garden, raising his hands and feet proudly in the spring breeze, wearing brocade clothes and embroidered belt, carrying a majestic instrument, and a heroic posture.

He was full of momentum, but he didn't look very old. He looked like he was in his early twenties at most, and his features had a somewhat childish look that couldn't be concealed.

He was dressed in a purple brocade and gold robe, a black gold cloak, and held a sword in his arms. He was dressed in a noble attire. He did not look like a fairy, but he looked like a nobleman from the mortal dynasty.

The young man's eyes briefly glanced around the academy, and finally his eyes settled on the little tiger lying on the desk. Then he smiled and put the sword in his arms on the desk in front of the little tiger. Knocked twice, neither lightly nor hard.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for seven years, do you still remember me?"

He had a bright smile on his face, but at the end of the day he seemed a little rude and ignorant of his identity.

The little tiger raised his eyelids and looked the rude young man up and down. After confirming that he did not have a deep impression of this person in his memory, he said politely: "Who are you?"

Master Fanshu frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure on his brows.

But after all, she is a Buddhist monk and would never bully others. Regarding this appropriately rude behavior, she just frowned slightly, making her face more serious and rigid, but she didn't say much.

The female immortal officials serving around the little tiger are not easy to talk to.

Immediately someone said: "Bold! Presumptuous! Where did this madman come from? How dare you break into my Highness's school before the time has come."

The young man came with a spring-like smile on his face, but seeing the little tiger's complete ignorance of his appearance and attitude, he frowned, and a suppressed black energy suddenly filled his eyebrows.

But at least he did not directly ignore the real person Fanshu before the crime. He knew her identity and did not get angry on the spot.

But his attitude, which was not too polite, began to become more and more frivolous. He raised his chin, showing a bit of arrogance that was not reserved at all, and said lightly: "I, my childhood sweetheart, and your highness, the Young Highness, are here. How can you break into the school without permission?"

The immortal servant who spoke just now raised his eyebrows and said, "What a crazy tone!"

Before she could finish her words of instruction, someone outside the hospital kindly reminded her: "This fairy has lived in the Kunlun Mountains all year round. I'm afraid she doesn't know anything about this fairy king. His name is Jinfu, and he is the descendant of Emperor Changsheng." Sun, the son of Shaohao Golden Immortal, is only twenty-two years old. He was promoted to the Golden Immortal level just this year. He is the youngest Golden Immortal in the history of the creation of the wilderness. He is the only one since ancient times. "

The only youngest golden immortal since ancient times?

Only twenty-two years old?

Such achievements can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

There was a sudden noise among the crowd.

"This is Lord Sumire?! I heard that this Immortal Lord has just ascended to the position of Golden Immortal this year. He is also a younger generation of Immortal Lords who are very optimistic about the current Immortal Lord. Isn't he still observing the period of filial piety? How could this happen? Appearing in the Kunlun Mountains?"

"Speaking of it, the fate of Jinfu Lord is really rough. Originally, he was protected by the forces of his father's generation, and the road was so open and broad. However, when you don't wait for others, I heard that this year, Emperor Changsheng and his beloved son Jinxian Shaohao died at the hands of the demons. , he is the only one among all the old friends in the clan.”

(End of this chapter)