long night walk

Chapter 861

Su Guanhai patted Bai Lian's shoulder very affectionately, his smug smile calmed down, and he said with a touch of relief:
"Boy, you are very nice, and what you say makes sense. I hope you can become good friends with Ah Jing, and he will definitely like you."

Bai Lian felt very powerless.

He thought, it's too late for your son to hate him now, so how could he like him.

However, he also knows that being a parent is not easy. Today, Su Guanhai took him up the mountain for treatment, and even gave Yin Baishuang precious medicine, and he accepted his love.

Since he wanted to make the relationship between him and Su Jing more harmonious, even though he was not good at communicating with others, he was willing to give it a try.

Bai Lian nodded, glanced at the vacant guest room not far away, and said with a wry smile: "Senior Su, you must have had this idea early in the morning, otherwise, why would you arrange the temporary residence of this junior so closely with him? near."

Su Guanhai was startled, then turned around and led the way for him again, "Tsk tsk... I never expected that Brother Yu could give birth to such an exquisite and intelligent son, he is really lucky~"

Sincere words of envy without any cover-up will not make people feel that the words are half false.

But Bai Lian showed an extremely bitter and self-deprecating smile.

Blessed?

In the eyes of his father, he is probably the only shame of Tianxi Sword Sect...

After a whole afternoon, with the help of Su Guanhai, the injuries in Bailian's body were finally stabilized, so that no harm or hidden danger would be left.

Next, he relied on his own spiritual power to recuperate and recover from his injuries.

After bidding farewell to Su Guanhai, Bai Lian found a wooden barrel for bathing from the room, went to the small kitchen of the other courtyard to boil some hot water, and prepared to take a bath and change clothes.

Although Su Guanhai had told him that in the wooden cabinet in the room, he kept Taixuanzong's clothing, but in recent days, he had fought to the death one after another, and he had a lot of blood and sweat all over his body for the first time.

He has a slight obsession with cleanliness, but he still wants to boil some hot water and take a good wash.

By the time the hot water boiled, the sun was setting and the night was falling on the western mountains.

Bai Lian took off his tattered clothes, soaked his body in hot water, and was wrapped in hot water. The cold body felt so comfortable that Bai Lian couldn't help feeling like he wanted to fall into a trap.

He leaned on the edge of the barrel and looked at the moon and stars outside through the window lattice. For a moment, his mood became extremely peaceful and peaceful.

The damage that Bai Ming Dan brought to him, which was like a cold winter, has completely passed away, and the icy residual temperature of his body soaked in hot water made his body bones instantly become extremely lazy.

Who would have thought that this was the first time in his life that he went down the mountain alone, and before he even had time to step out of the jurisdiction of the Tianxi Sword Sect, he encountered all kinds of troubles, and even attracted the legendary Demon Sect.

Now, by accident, he came to Taixuan Shengzong thousands of miles away.

Although the three great families of immortal sects united with one another and jointly resisted the invasion of the demon sect, the feelings among the disciples of the various sects have been very harmonious over the years.

But when he came to Taixuanzong today, he didn't see other disciples of the mountain sect, but he met the two most important figures of Taixuanzong first.

Especially Su Guanhai, for some reason...he could always faintly feel Su Guanhai's extraordinary kindness and love for him.

Logically speaking, shouldn't this kind of love and appreciation be more present in his father?
Rao is as wise as a demon, he couldn't figure this out for a while...

However, the rumors that the three sects are connected with each other and have maintained harmony with each other for many years are true.

He and Yin Baishuang were just juniors, yet they were able to let the Sect Master Taixuan and his wife heal them personally.

I thought that going up the mountain to seek medicine this time would have some twists and turns.

Never thought it would be so smooth.

While thinking wildly, in the bamboo house next door, there was the sound of porcelain and jade being cracked angrily, as well as an irritable muffled growl over there.

Bai Lian was taken aback, thinking that it would be a remarkable state to be able to copy books so painfully.

After drying off the water drops on his body, he took the Taixuanzong Palace that had been placed next to the bathtub in advance, dressed neatly, tied up his hair crown, and stepped out of the door.

The two bamboo houses were very close to each other, and within a few steps of turning left, Bai Lian came to Su Jing's door.

Wei Wei hesitated for a moment, recalling Su Guanhai's entrustment, Bai Lian still knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock..."

In exchange for receiving it, there was a loud cracking sound of heavy objects smashing hard on the bamboo door.

Bai Lian had no choice but to push the door, but found that the door was locked inside and could not be pushed.

Although he could push the entire door apart with his strength, it is not a gentleman's work to forcibly tear down the owner's door.

Reluctantly, Bai Lian continued to walk a few steps along the corridor, looking at the half-opened windows.

Bai Lian stretched out his hand and pushed the window wider, until the window could accommodate a person's size, then he raised his foot and opened the window to enter.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he looked at the cold eyes full of hostility at the desk.

The black and thin boy raised the white jade inkstone in his hand, and made a gesture to smash it towards Bai Lian.

Bai Lian's eyelids twitched, and he recognized the inkstone at a glance as the extremely rare jade spirit inkstone in the family of Xianmen.

Bai Lian remembered that the jade inkstone does not need to be ground by hand, as long as the brush is tapped into the inkstone, the sharp point of the pen will be automatically stained with ink.

And the ink is still the best thousand-year-old ink, no matter how bad the rice paper is, it will not smudge.

This Su Guanhai doted on his only son so much that he gave this rare jade inkstone as a gift to his son.

"Stop!" Naturally, Bai Lian couldn't bear to see him break such a good inkstone.

It's a pity that Su Jing's eyebrows were cold, he didn't listen at all, and still raised his hand in a hurry.

Bai Lian locked his eyes on the jade inkstone that was thrown out at any time, and was about to adjust the angle to catch the inkstone, and said in a panic:
"You should have heard your father's entrustment just outside the door. He hoped that we could become good friends. Now that I'm here, is this how you treat your friends?"

He didn't expect this lame persuasion words to make him stop.

But I never thought that it would have an unexpected effect.

The hand holding the Yuling inkstone froze in mid-air. Su Jing's eyes remained hostile, but at the same time, he was tinged with bewilderment. He looked at Bai Li'an vigilantly, and murmured: "Friend?"

Bai Lian showed a harmless smile, nodded, and said, "That's right, my friend."

Su Jing's eyebrows, which were darker than his face, quickly frowned, and he creaked the jade inkstone in his hand.

"I have no friends, you are not my friend! And the person next to you ruined my manor, I don't like you!"

Bai Lian said: "I apologize to you on her behalf. She did destroy the manor unintentionally. At that time, she was probably too worried about my accident, so she didn't take the surrounding environment into consideration."

Su Jing never put down the inkstone in his hand. Obviously, this explanation could not ease his anger.

Bai Lian's heart suddenly moved, and he said, "By the way, have you ever eaten such a big tomato?"

He stretched out his hand and gestured, making a small oval shape.

Su Jing's dull eyes finally had a hint of interest. He let go of the inkstone in his hand, frowned and said, "There is no such small tomato in this world."

Bai Lian smiled and took out a Qiankun bag from his arms, and took out a crystal vial, which contained small brown seeds one by one. He stepped forward and placed the crystal vial on his desk.

"Yes, this is a small tomato produced locally in the central and secluded area. These are its seeds. My mother left it to me. I ate such a small tomato when I was a child. It is very sweet. One bite, it is very refreshing after being chilled."

I remember that when he was young, he used to be like this young man. When he had nothing to do, he made a few potted plants and planted some melons, fruits, vegetables and flowers that were not found in Middle Earth.

The mother asked someone to find some seeds for him, among them were the seeds of this little tomato.

When I get tired of reading, I grow these little gadgets, and my life is still passable.

It was just because he hurt his fellow sect who bullied him in Jianzong and angered his father. When he asked his master to question him, the sword energy swept away and destroyed all the gadgets he had planted.

He also said that he was playing with things and wasted his mind, not doing his job properly.

From that day on, he never digged the soil for planting, but just read and read.

Seeing the brown seeds in the exquisite crystal bottle on the table, Su Jing's eyes lit up, and finally put down the inkstone in his hand, he took the porcelain bottle in a daze, and looked at Bai Li'an with his little black face up.

At this moment, from his face, one can really see a trace of the innocence of a young man.

He asked: "Can these seeds really grow such a small tomato?"

Bai Lian nodded vigorously: "It's a puppy who lied to you."

Su Jing showed a shallow, happy smile, he held the crystal bottle and said, "Give it to me?"

However, before Bai Lian could speak, his face became serious again, "Even if it's not for me, I want it!"

Bai Lian smiled helplessly, and said: "Here, of course it is for you. Didn't I just say that? We are friends, and it doesn't matter if I give you something you like."

Because of those encounters in his childhood, although Bai Lian was not good at communicating with people, he saw his own shadow in the dark and skinny boy in front of him.

Although he doesn't seem to have a very good personality, and even said that he is a bit cruel and violent.

What's strange is that Bai Li'an felt that compared with the sons of the same age of the same clan, he actually felt that getting along with Su Jing was extremely natural and easy.

People's eyes can't deceive people. At first, Bai Lian might have come to chat with Su Guanhai because of Su Guanhai's instructions, but after a few efforts, he really wanted to become friends with him.

Looking at Bai Li'an's gentle eyes, Su Jing pursed his lips, said "Oh" and didn't continue.

Bai Lian smiled slightly, took out a cushion from under the table and sat down next to him, and looked at him with his chin, "I see you like this kind of seed very much, do you want to plant it together now?"

I haven't planted anything for so many years, so I don't know if it's rusty.

Su Jing's eyes lit up, and he nodded sharply, and then something happened soon, he frowned, his expression was gloomy, "But I haven't finished copying the punishment copy that father gave me, so I can't plant it with you. this."

Bai Lian pointed to the books spread out on his desk and asked, "Can I have a look?"

There was no hostility in Su Jing's eyes at this moment, he nodded and looked down at the crystal bottle in his hand.

Bai Lian turned over the book and saw three large characters written on the front.

"Pure Heart Art."

Bai Lian couldn't help laughing, secretly thought that Senior Su really had good intentions.

Su Jing was in an irritable mood, so he punished him by copying him, which was a clever punishment.

But it's a pity, I remember he heard from Su Guanhai that Su Jing was born with an inability to breathe.

IQ is not as good as that of ordinary people, and it is difficult to learn even the simplest reading and writing. How can I comprehend the mystery of it by copying the Qingxin formula.

Looking at the scattered rice paper on the table, and the crooked words on the rice paper that looked like earthworm graffiti, Bai Lian knew why Su Jing's copying was so painful and irritable.

Bai Lian shook his head with a smile, took a piece of blank rice paper, spread it on the table, and pressed the rice paper with a ruler.

Then he looked up at Su Jing and said, "Of course you can't disobey father's orders, how about this, you sit here, and I'll teach you how to write and copy books.

I don’t understand the true meaning of Qingxin Jue today, just learn to write, when your task is successfully completed, tomorrow morning, I will go down the mountain with you to plant this little tomato. "

Although Bai Lian didn't understand that there was a garden here, why Su Jing didn't grow melons and fruits nearby, but went to the foot of the mountain instead.

But seeing how much he loves the land, let him go too.

The Qingxin Jue does not have many words, and it is a thin book. If you let Bai Lian copy it, calm down, he will be able to write the entire Qingxin Jue silently ten times in just half an hour.

But it would take a lot of time for him to teach Su Jing to copy this Qingxin Jue hand in hand...

The night is getting thicker and the night is quiet, but here is the back mountain of Tianze, and there is a kind of night aura that is compelling.

The night outside the window was vast and deep, and even the sight inside the bamboo house couldn't help becoming dim.

Bai Lian took a slender silver needle and brightened the candles of the two desks. The faint candlelight set off his fair and clean face, which was peaceful and warm, like a handsome scholar in the world.

Su Jing stared blankly at his face, a little lost in thought.

Bai Lian noticed his gaze and looked back at him, "Huh? What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Su Jing shook his head, looking not in a good mood, lowered his head and said: "My mother, my father was born very white, but I am very dark, they all say that I am a bastard they picked up. "

Bai Lian's handsome eyebrows couldn't help but frown.

It goes without saying that they are the disciples of the same generation in Su Jing's mouth.

Su Jing's appearance is not good, his personality is sulky, and his actions are neither serious nor serious. It is reasonable that others don't like to make friends with him.

But the word "wild species" has passed.

Bai Lian was a little angry, so his brows turned cold. He looked at Su Jing and said, "I look at you very well. They said that about you, did you beat them?"

Su Jing nodded, and replied honestly: "I beat them up, almost killed them, and then they never dared to say that about me in person again."

(End of this chapter)