long night walk

Chapter 869 Grandma Wen

Su Jing moved the stool and sat a few minutes closer. She rolled up her sleeves and groped into the ice water, saying, "I saw it just now when Wen Cong undressed you, ah...I found it."

Bai Lian's face turned red and embarrassed, his body collapsed tightly, and goose bumps popped out one by one.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Su Jing!"

What does this kid mean!
No matter how stupid you are, you have to have a limit, right?

Even if they don't have an interest in intimacy between men and women, but the same sex can't be so presumptuous!

Su Jing opened his eyes wide. Seeing his strange appearance, he quickly let go and shouted, "Wen Hanwei! Wen Hanwei!"

Bai Lian was in a hurry: "What are you calling her for? Stop it!!"

"Why did you call me?" The closed door was pushed open by a bare hand, Wen Hanwei squinted at the two people in the room, her cold gaze turned on Bai Lian very indifferently, and then slowly shifted to Su Jing direction.

Su Jing pointed to Bai Lian's body, frowned and said, "He's sick again, and he yells in pain whenever he touches it, you should think of a way."

Hearing this, Wen Hanwei glanced at Su Jing with a slightly strange expression: "Did you touch him?"

Su Jing nodded.

Wen Hanwei's expression became even weirder. She walked over to avoid Su Jing's palm, and stretched out two fair and slender fingers to gently pinch her wet sleeves.

He led her outside like a puppy: "Stop talking, I'll take you out to wash your hands."

Bai Lian opened his lips wordlessly, his expression blank.

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In the next few days, Bai Lian's injuries improved at an alarming rate.

Of course, the main reason was that he was ashamed to meet those two people and refused their care to the death, so that he could carry out the normal treatment time.

After removing the bandages on his chest and arms, Bai Lian sat on the bed, took out the jade bead pendant and stared at it for a long time.

The most beautiful encounter in the world of mortals, the most precious memory in this world...

Did it end without a problem after all?

He put away the pendant, spread out his empty palm, and looked at his frail, feeble scholar's palm. He didn't want it to be a hand holding a sword and cultivating at all.

Bai Lian thought, in the future...whether he still has the right to hold her hand.

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After recovering from his injury, Bai Lian did not leave Nanze Mountain in a hurry, because Su Guanhai had visited him once or twice during his recovery period.

After several conversations, Su Guanhai looked at him responsibly, and told him about Su Jing's situation in detail, saying that he hoped that he could stay longer.

Su Jing didn't have many friends, and his personality was withdrawn and gloomy. Sometimes even Su Jing, a father, might not be able to listen to a few words.

But Su Guanhai said that Bai Lian was different. Su Jing's attitude towards him was obviously different from others, and it was rare that he was willing to get close to him.

So Su Guanhai hoped to delay him for some time, to hone Su Jing's temperament, teach her to read and write, and understand the principles of the world.

Bai Lian naturally had no reason to refuse.

This time up the mountain, Su Guanhai spared no effort to heal his and Yin Baishuang's injuries, and later took him in after he had an unhappy quarrel with his father, and even asked the old man Yaoxian to heal him.

Naturally, it is not easy to refuse the request of the three Taoist leaders in the world.

Of course, Bai Lian didn't dislike getting along with Su Jing either.

To him, although Su Jing seemed silent and withdrawn, he was gloomy and difficult to get along with.

But out of a sympathetic attitude, Su Jing's childhood was quite similar to him.

Su Jing was able to treat him as a friend, and he was very happy in his heart, so he naturally treated each other sincerely.

However, Bai Lian also asked Su Guanhai to agree to him, not to let people in the sect know that he, the son of Baili Yu, was staying in Taixuanzong temporarily.

Therefore, Taixuanzong had an extra named disciple from the outer sect who was out of season.

Bai Lian did not return to Su Jing's bamboo garden. He had picked Feng Xuanzi's elixir and killed his chickens and fish.

With Bai Li'an's temperament, he originally wanted to come to the door to apologize.

But Su Guanhai persuaded him in every possible way, saying that there was no need to be like this, his junior was stubborn, and the problem could not be solved by apologizing.

Su Guanhai said that when he was invited to stay, he didn't explain this to him, so he, the elder, should bear the responsibility, and signaled him not to take it to heart.

So under Su Guanhai's arrangement, Su Jing also carried her small luggage and moved to this secluded garden with an unhappy expression on her face.

On this day, the red sun was born, autumn was strong, the original green leaves in the forest were slightly yellowed, and the mountain breeze was clear and dewy and slightly cold.

Baili An and Su Jing sat by the wooden window, reading a book of spiritual law side by side.

This spiritual law book is Taixuanzong's treasured exercise, called "Returning the Snow".

This technique is a set of palm techniques of the flaming system. When cultivated to great success, one palm expulsion can easily dispel snowflakes ten miles away. It is extremely powerful, and it is a secret technique that Taixuanzong does not pass on to the outside world.

However, in front of Bai Li'an and Su Jing, there were more than a dozen copies of this kind of exercises neatly laid out on the table.

Bai Lian was very surprised and puzzled when he received these exercise books.

For some reason, Su Guanhai's attitude towards him was even more affectionate and doting towards him than those direct disciples in his sect. This was a treatment he might not even be able to get in Tianxi Sword Sect.

Among the sects, it is the most basic taboo not to pass on the spiritual law classics, but in front of this suzerain, it seems that these taboos are not a big deal.

After teaching Su Jing to read and write on weekdays, he would force Su Jing to watch and study these spiritual classics with him.

However, for these orthodox immortal spiritual methods, both Su Jing and Bai Li'an are surprisingly lacking in talent.

He read the palm technique of "Returning the Snow" no less than ten times over and over again, but he and Su Jing still couldn't grasp the main point of the first palm technique.

Su Jing snatched "Return of the Snow" quite annoyed, and threw it on the ground angrily: "I don't want to learn it anymore! Anyway, I can't learn it anyway."

Bai Lian bent down to pick it up, he patted the footprints on it, and smiled helplessly: "It's really scary to have no cultivation talent, Su Jing, I have watched you fight a few times, and you are quite handy with the black flames. It looks powerful, what kind of spiritual method is it?"

Su Jing rested his chin in boredom and said: "That's the fire that I have brought with me since I was born. I don't know any spiritual methods, and I can't learn any spiritual methods from the Sutra Pavilion at home."

Bai Lian opened his lips speechlessly, he was gifted with emotion.

Su Jing grabbed his arm and shook it, said: "Anyway, we can't learn it, why don't we go to the river to catch fish and roast it?"

Bai Lian looked at the book in his hand, rubbed his thumb lightly over the words "Hua Xue Gui" on the book, and he shook his head bitterly.

Su Jing frowned, took a step back, and compromised: "Then let's go and eat fruit?"

Bai Lian turned to look at her, smiled at her, and said, "I still want to give it a try."

Seeing his smile, Su Jing felt puzzled for some reason, "With me, no one dares to bully you."

Bai Lian thought for a while, and said: "I want to prove to my father that I am not an incompetent waste.

I respect him, but I don't want to be trampled under my feet like last time and unable to move.

At least... I hope I grow up enough to stand in front of him and have the time to explain to him that I'm not such a demon heretic. "

Su Jing stopped talking, she gave a muffled hum, and sat obediently beside him.

Bai Lian opened the book again, held the book with one hand, and kept palming with the other, but he couldn't condense a blazing palm.

Su Jing folded her arms and looked at Bai Lian's surprisingly serious face. She suddenly said, "Then I will become stronger with you. If your father beats you again next time, I will beat him up for you."

Bai Li'an couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, the fact that her father suppressed her last time made her feel vengeful.

For such righteous words, he responded with a smile: "Okay!"

Su Jing also laughed happily, pointed to Lin Zi outside the window, and said, "Wen Hanwei also knows this set of palms, you can ask her for advice."

Bai Li'an has been staying in the secluded garden for some time, and usually helps the Yaoxian to distinguish and pick medicines and grind medicines, but he rarely sees the woman named Wen Hanwei.

Hearing Yaoxian say that his daughter is cold-tempered and doesn't like to make friends with people, even if she is from the same clan, she still avoids seeing her.

Wen Hanwei seldom went out of the back mountain, and usually practiced alone in the ten-mile forest outside the secluded garden.

Su Jing said that she would melt snow and return to Bai Li'an, not at all surprised, after all, looking at the clothes that Miss Wen was wearing, she could tell that she had a very high status in the sect.

Baili An thought that it would be great if he could get her guidance, but he still asked uneasy: "Will Miss Wen teach me?"

Su Jing nodded and said: "Although Wen Hanwei doesn't like to deal with people, but if you tell him that you are my friend, she will definitely teach him."

Bai Lian glanced at her and asked with a smile: "Why bother, why don't you come with me to ask her for advice."

Unexpectedly, Su Jing flicked his black face, and refused without any discussion tone: "I won't go."

"why?"

Su Jing glanced at Bai Li'an quickly from the corner of his eye, and said with a straight face: "I just want to learn from you, and you can teach me after you have learned it."

Su Jing said that Wen Hanwei doesn't like dealing with people, so why not.

From childhood to adulthood, no one in Taixuanzong took her seriously.

Even though Wen Hanwei never joined the big team that despised and oppressed her, her withdrawn and world-weary temperament was formed since she was a child.

He and Wen Hanwei are just nodding acquaintances, so naturally they wouldn't come to the door to want her to study.

Bai Lian understood the emotions in her heart, smiled slightly without forcing, raised his hand and touched her head and said:

"Thank you for showing me the way, then you wait for me here, and we will go fishing together when we come back."

Su Jing raised his head, looked at his chin with slightly bright eyes and nodded.

After leaving the room, following the direction Su Jing pointed, Bai Lian went all the way with Huaxue in his hand.

Passing through the mountain trail, at the end of the colorful fallen leaves, in the autumn forest, there is a woman in white standing gracefully.

Behind her was an unsheathed Qinghan long sword, and her long, jet-black hair hung down her shoulders like a waterfall.

In the quiet and melancholy autumn wind, the soft hair swayed and swept in the fallen leaves and wind, which actually gave people a sense of the tranquility of the years.

The woman holds the sword in her right hand, and draws the cold sword close to her arm, while her left hand is quietly pinching the sword formula, her eyes are closed tightly.

Bai Lian stopped and didn't bother.

Suddenly the sword intent rose, and the quiet autumn wind in the forest suddenly became as sharp and awe-inspiring as a knife. The withered yellow rain in the forest was swept up against the wind. With the woman as the center, the scattered pure white sword energy directly cut the surrounding space into a circle. Strands of broken light.

The morning sun shines through the sparse leaves in the forest, turning into streaks of mottled shimmering light on the woman's snowy skin.

The long eyelashes trembled, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and lowered her left hand holding the sword formula, her slender and graceful jade hand was covered by a wide sleeve, leaving only a touch of white as jade fingertips.

At the same time, the fallen leaves that rolled up all over the sky fell straight down in the space that was shattered into pieces of light and shadow, as if there was no support in the autumn wind.

"What's the matter?" She didn't move a step, she turned her head slightly to look at the young man not far behind her, her voice was cold and her profile was as graceful as jade.

Bai Lian looked at the fallen leaves all over the ground and was speechless.

He squatted down slowly, and picked up a fallen leaf. The fallen leaf had already lost moisture and turned yellow, and it shattered when he squeezed it with his fingers.

But just now, in the world ahead full of sword qi, the exquisite sword qi easily cut open space and light.

He believed that even if a great cultivator at the Tuohai Realm stood within the scope of the sword energy just now, it would be in a very short moment.

Without moving a single step, she could cut the body of this Tuohaijing cultivator into countless pieces.

This was not enough to shock Bai Lian, what was really scary was the fallen leaves all over the ground.

Looking around, all the fallen leaves were floating in the space of sword energy, but none of the fallen leaves on the ground was damaged by the sword energy, and they were all intact!

Such a terrifying sword energy can be sent and received freely, how far does one have to comprehend the way of the sword!
Bai Lian thought in shock, even if he looked at the whole world, besides his father, I am afraid that the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi from White Camel Mountain could do this.

He let go of the dead leaves in his hand, and he understood something in his heart, and there was a trace of awe and admiration in his eyes when he looked at Wen Hanwei.

Thinking that a few days ago, he mentioned the famous Nine Classics of Taixuanzong to Wen Yu, a disciple of Taixuanzong, and Tianxi Thirteen Swords, and never thought that he would meet so soon today.

Bai Lian stood up straight and saluted Wen Hanwei respectfully, his mind was still in shock, and just about to open his mouth to salute, he suddenly recalled the words of the medicine fairy Wen Cong that his daughter was more than 200 years older than him.

So the greeting that blurted out became like this:

"Wen... grandma."

Grandma Wen?
As soon as this title came out of his mouth, Bai Lian himself fainted violently.

Wen Hanwei's eyes grew slightly, her lips moved slightly, and she repeated: "Wen...Grandma?"

Even the pause in the middle is subtly similar.

Bai Lian was so ashamed that he covered his face with the book in his hand, and said softly, "No... I didn't mean to..."

Wen Hanwei put the sword back into the ancient sheath, wrapped the sword in a cloth bag, and leaned it behind her back.

She slowly turned to look at Bai Lian, and there was a faint smile in those light brown icy cold beautiful eyes:

"If it's based on age, there's nothing wrong with calling me Grandma, but Sect Master Baili is older than me. If you call me Grandma Wen, when I see Sect Master Baili in the future, don't tell me you have to touch his head and call him A nephew?"

Bai Lian was sweating profusely. He didn't expect that Wen Hanwei, who looked at her coldly and cherished her words like gold, would be able to make fun of others. It was really surprising.

"That...that, a slip of the tongue, please don't take offense, Miss Wen."

Wen Hanwei's eyes moved, and she reached out to take the book Huaxuegui that Bai Lian covered her face, and she said: "The suzerain even gave Huaxuegui to you."

She didn't hide the surprise in her tone, and she was very smart, she had already guessed what the suzerain was thinking, and even guessed the reason for Bai Li'an's sudden visit.

"You want me to teach you how to practice Huaxuegui?" Wen Hanwei asked.

Bai Lian nodded, looked at her and asked sincerely: "Can you teach me?"

Wen Hanwei asked again: "Su Jing asked you to come?"

Baili An thought that the girl's guess was accurate, and nodded honestly: "Yes."

Wen Hanwei didn't preach, nor did she say no to teach, the morning breeze stirred her jet-black hair, her light brown eyes were like clear and beautiful amber, matching the strands of hair, it was indeed a beautiful picture.

She asked again: "If I taught you, will you also teach Su Jing when you go back?"

Bai Lian felt uneasy, maybe he is not allowed to teach.

But as honest as he was, he nodded.

Wen Hanwei's beautiful face showed no displeasure or change, she nodded and continued to ask: "Why?"

Bai Lian looked at her without thinking and replied seriously: "Because I and Su Jing are friends."

"Friend..." Wen Hanwei murmured, and then her amber eyes became clearer, and the corners of her slender and cold lips curled up in an undetectable arc, as if she was very satisfied with the answer.

She returned the Huaxue in her hand to him and said, "Okay, I'll teach you."

Bai Lian said happily, "Thank you Miss Wen."

It turns out that Miss Wen is a person with a cold face and a warm heart.

"But I have one condition." Wen Hanwei said.

"What conditions."

"Will you be friends with me too?"

"What?" Bai Lian thought he had heard wrong, and was stunned.

Wen Hanwei's snow-white cheeks without makeup were slightly lowered, as if she was a little embarrassed, and her tone became a little hesitant: "I... I usually stay alone in the mountains, I have no... no friends, If you can be my friend, I can teach you anything you don’t understand.”

Hearing these words, Bai Lian felt that the world was a little unbelievable.

In the situation like him and Su Jing, being alone since childhood, it is not uncommon to be looked down upon and ridiculed by others, but a beauty like Wen Hanwei, not to mention good-looking, is also a rare choice with excellent talent. How can a person lack friends? !
Seemingly understanding Bai Lian's shocked and incomprehensible eyes, Wen Hanwei coughed lightly, pretending to unintentionally fiddle with her well-manicured nails, and whispered: "Actually, I am the ninth meridian of Taixuan."

Bai Lian never thought that Wen Hanwei, who was cold and stingy, would still act like a daughter. He nodded blankly: "I know, I guessed it just now when I saw Miss Wen practicing sword."

But it is only now that she is ranked ninth in Taixuan.

Taixuan Ninth Sutra, Fanyin Sword Sutra.

It is also the only scripture among the Nine Classics that majors in kendo.

(End of this chapter)