long night walk

Chapter 871 The wind and rain are like dark
Although the sunset is good, it is short-lived.

Saying goodbye to Wen Hanwei, although Bai Lian's body was in extreme pain, and his abdominal muscles were torn and hurt when he walked, but this did not affect his excellent mood in the slightest.

Back in the secluded garden, Su Jing was not in the house, but sat quietly at the door, leaning against the door beam with his little head tilted, and fell asleep at some point.

But there was an empty basket of fish hanging on her arm, obviously she still remembered the agreement with Bai Lian, and fell asleep waiting for him to come back.

Baili'an's heart warmed slightly.

This feeling of someone waiting for their return is really good.

He felt that his father said a lot that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books, and it is better to know countless people than to travel thousands of miles.

Although he doesn't need to be able to know countless people.

But in a short period of time, being able to meet Xiaoshuang and make friends like Su Jing and Wen Hanwei, he feels... such a life can be called indescribable.

The friendship that has been elusive since childhood is realized here.

Su Jing woke up rubbing his eyes, and saw Bai Lian's eyes lit up at the gate of Youyuan, showing a look of excited anticipation.

She trotted all the way to Bai Li'an, holding up the fish basket in her hand and shaking it in front of him: "Catch fish?"

Bai Lian straightened his back and endured the pain in his abdomen. Since it was an agreement, it must be fulfilled naturally.

He nodded and smiled: "Well, go catch fish."

In this way, time flies by.

Bai Lian liked Taixuanzong very much, even though many disciples of Taixuanzong, including Wen Yu, were very hostile to Bailian.

There were conflicts between Wen Yu and Bai Li'an, so the relationship between the two would not be very good.

But other Taixuanzong disciples are mostly tasteless and jealous.

There is no other reason. Before the gate of the mountain was opened to recruit disciples, the suzerain made an exception and accepted him as a named disciple.

Named disciples should be named disciples, Taixuanzong has countless named disciples, and even the status of outer disciples is far inferior.

However, this newcomer did not have the awareness of a registered disciple at all, and the suzerain treated this newcomer disciple even more to an abominable degree.

He was very generous to let that boy observe and study the spiritual methods stored in the nine scripture pavilions, and he explained that he took the originals rather than the rubbings, just to let the boy better understand the true meaning of spiritual methods.

What the hell!

In the huge Taixuanzong, even inner disciples like Wen Yu are not allowed to enter the Sutra Pavilion casually. Only the Taixuan Nine Classics, the suzerain, the suzerain's wife, and Feng Xuanzi are eligible.

He is probably the most outstanding named disciple in Taixuanzong in history.

Most people even began to suspect that this kid could not be the illegitimate son of the suzerain outside, right?
Of course, the hostility of these people was almost the same as that of the Jianzong sect when they were in Baituo Mountain, and Bai Lian had long been used to it.

And on weekdays, he stays in Wen Hanwei's secluded garden, rarely sees people, but he also ends up in a relaxed state that is invisible to the eye.

This didn't affect Bai Li'an's sufficient time every day. He woke up early in the morning and taught Su Jing to read and write after washing up early.

In the past two years, Bai Lian had memorized more than half of the spiritual books sent by Su Guanhai, and he would patiently teach Su Jing the basic and easy-to-understand classics.

Although Su Jing was impatient, if Bai Lian offered to catch fish, hunt hares and grow fruits and vegetables in exchange, she would be very obedient and sit down obediently and study hard.

In the past two years, under the shocked gazes of Su Guanhai and Li Bansheng, Su Jing stumbled and learned five simple fire-type exercises, and her temperament became less and less violent and irritable.

When he calmed down and was in a good mood, he would distribute some of the fruit he called to Su Guanhai and Li Bansheng.

Such a score, naturally in exchange for Su Guanhai looking up at the sky with tears in the corner of his eyes, and Li Bansheng hugging her husband and crying bitterly.

But after the two cried in relief, they looked at Bai Lian with more gentle and kind eyes.

Bai Li'an spent half a day teaching Su Jing and studying medicine with Yaoxian.

At noon, after lunch, he would go to the ten-mile forest, and under Wen Hanwei's fist, he would loosen the 36 nodes in his body.

After two years, he not only learned to distinguish medicine, but also achieved some success in medical skills. Such progress has also won the favor of Yaoxian.

He naturally thinks that this kid is hardworking, has a talent for medicine, and is the most polite and respectful one among the three juniors in Youyuan. Come out a little medicine fairy.

However, Bai Li'an hurried to her daughter's house to be beaten after only learning medicine differentiation and medicine for less than half a day.

In the past two years, Bai Lian asked several times to go down the mountain to Zhongyou to visit his mother, but Li Bansheng always forced him to stay in the mountain with a gentle but tough attitude. During the critical period of practice, I hope he can take care of you a lot.

And his father, Baili Yu, never came to Taixuanzong again, nor did he urge him to return home in time, as if he had forgotten the existence of such a son as himself.

In the past two years, I have gained quite a lot, with Wen Hanwei's "careful" help.

His first node was finally opened up and he was full of spiritual power, and the speed of learning spiritual methods has also accelerated a lot. Today, Bai Lian has not only mastered the practice of melting snow, but also learned the burning river in Taixuanzong's Sutra Pavilion. Sword Jue, Qijin Step, Zhaoyang Jue.

In addition to the growing cultivation base and familiarity with the exercises, the relationship between Bai Li'an and Wen Hanwei has also made rapid progress.

"Sister Wen, I see that your breath has been fluctuating and manic recently, and the spiritual power in your body leaks out from time to time. Are you about to pass through the catastrophe?"

He is no longer as well-mannered and polite as before, and Bai Lian is no longer the restraint he used to be when we first met, and his address has quietly changed from Miss Wen to Sister Wen.

And Wen Hanwei also likes this intimate title very much.

She was lazily lying on a bed made of fallen leaves and sword energy intertwined with the sword in her hands, her cheeks were propped up with one hand, and she looked lazy and moving.

She raised a slender finger and tapped it lightly on a fallen leaf. The fallen leaf settled on her fingertip for a moment, and then jumped out quickly, heading in the direction of Bai Lian.

A small fallen leaf, after touching Wen Hanweixuan's face with a finger, it hit Bai Li'an's stomach with a heavy force like a thousand catties.

"How can it be so simple to cross the catastrophe and break the mirror? Do you think it is an improvement between seeking Taoism?"

Bai Lian didn't dodge or dodge, and was hit by this leaf abruptly. His entire abdomen and chest cavity were scorching hot and numb due to the huge pain. He didn't need to take off his clothes to see that his chest and stomach were already red.

He is now being beaten with more and more force, but it is still difficult to break through the second node.

Wen Hanwei's eyes flickered slightly, watching the little black face in the forest sneaking between the trees.

She withdrew her fingers helplessly and rubbed the center of her brows, and said, "Since Su Jing, a little black face, knows that I have become friends with you, her hostility towards me has become more and more serious day by day."

Bai Lian rubbed his painful body, turned his head to look at Su Jing, and said with a smile, "Why can't Sister Wen become good friends with Su Jing?"

Wen Hanwei curled her lips quietly, thinking that this girl is very domineering, and she doesn't know where her possessiveness comes from.

Although Baili Anjun is a little handsome, but she is quite old, and she will still take a fancy to your little husband-in-law.

Every day, if Bai Lian takes a fancy to a beautiful girl, wouldn't he have to be beaten to death by you?
"Okay, Su Jing doesn't like me, and I don't bother to deal with her. The sun is about to set, so go and play with Su Jing."

Wen Hanwei has been in a very depressed mood recently.

As time went by, Bai Lian ran to the place where she practiced alone almost every day, and the ghost knew where the suzerain wanted to go.

Every now and then, he ran over to hint her that Bai Lian would be Su Jing's future husband-in-law, and if she had that kind of thought, she should accept it.

Heck!
How could she become a crooked mind if she made a good friend.

Wen Hanwei, who lived in the mountains and forests and didn't want to deal with people, was almost shut down by Su Guanhai's hints.

Wen Hanwei looked at the back of Bai Lian walking towards Su Jing, feeling a little aggrieved in her heart.

I thought to myself that it has been 200 years, and this girl has finally made a good friend who can talk to her.

She is also suspected every day that she is thinking about her husband, so to her, the Ninth Classic of Taixuan is no different from guarding against thieves.

No, my brain hurts!

"I don't like you playing with Wen Hanwei."

In the stream of the back mountain, Su Jing took off his shoes and socks, rolled his trousers up to the height of his calf, and stood in the icy water of the stream.

Instead of rushing to catch fish and play as usual, she looked at Bai Lian with a displeased face.

Not only did Bai Lian take off his shoes and socks, his chest and stomach felt a burning pain from the impact of the leaf just now.

So he unbuttoned his clothes, and the left and right sides of the empty clothes were left wide open.

He picked up the cold stream water and poured it on his body to relieve the pain. He looked at Su Jing and smiled, and said, "Why? Didn't you ask me to learn from her?"

Su Jing stepped on the stream unhappily, and the water splashed everywhere: "But I didn't let you become friends with her, a day is only so long, except for sleeping, you spend most of your time on her! "

Bai Lian avoided the splashing water drops she stepped on, and said with a smile: "Do you want me to spend more time with you?"

Su Jing became quiet all of a sudden, his dark pupils shone brightly in the ignorant night.

She didn't speak, but nodded indifferently with her head down.

Bai Lian saw a fish passing by her feet, but she turned a blind eye to it.

He was completely out of his usual interest in catching fish, obviously because he was in a really bad mood.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "How about this, the weather is getting colder, you can move to my room at night, it will be warmer for the two of you to sleep, and at night, I can still tell you stories."

Bai Lian grew up on the White Camel Mountain. As the only heir of the suzerain, he has a noble status and always eats and sleeps alone.

When he heard about the young disciples in the sect, young men of his age like to sleep together at night in threes and fives, talking about childhood fun and folk tales.

Bai Lian was very envious.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Su Jing's mood improved obviously, and he didn't care about his making friends with Wen Hanwei.

She stepped on the water flowers and trotted towards the shore, picked up the gourd wooden spoon in the fish basket, and turned back to Bai Lian's side.

He even graciously helped scoop up the stream water for him to drench his injured, hot and painful chest and stomach.

After being drenched for a while, Su Jing lowered his head for a look or two, then suddenly reached out and touched the rock-like muscles in Bai Lian's abdomen.

Bai Lian felt the touch of that cold finger, and his body shrank suddenly. He stared and said, "What are you doing?"

Su Jing looked up at him, his dark and bright eyes were ignorant and puzzled: "Why does your stomach look different from mine?"

During the two years, Bai Lian fought against the pain and was beaten by Wen Hanwei every day, day after day, his body was no longer the same as Wu Xia Ameng.

The frail young man's body was also polished by Wen Hanwei's seemingly gentle but terrifying little hands. His waist and abdomen muscles were tight and thin, which seemed to be full of strength.

He pressed his hand to ward off Su Jing's small hand that was groping wildly out of curiosity, and said, "This is the abdominal muscle, you can practice more if you have nothing to do."

Su Jing nodded in disapproval, and enviously said: "The abdominal muscles are so beautiful, I want to practice them too."

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That night, Su Jing packed up and moved into Bai Li'an's room under Yaoxian's stunned gaze.

Seeing this scene, the Yaoxian didn't even bother to go to the medicine grinder, and slapped his thigh like a fire, beckoning to welcome a gust of wind, which swept him all the way to the main hall of Nanze Mountain.

After receiving the news, Su Guanhai spit out hot tea with a mouthful, his eyes widened, and he looked at his wife speechlessly: "Is this...suitable?"

Li Bansheng looked at her husband silently, then turned around and took out a red wedding dress from the wooden box under the bed.

The phoenix Yu Fei pattern on the wedding dress has already embroidered half of its wings.

She held the needle again and began to embroider earnestly. There was a trace of worry in her bright and peaceful eyes, and she murmured in a low voice: "I don't know if it's too late to start embroidery now."

The corners of Su Guanhai's and Yaoxian Wen Cong's mouths twitched at the same time.

Looking at her appearance, she seemed very satisfied.

Taixuanzong's winter night scene is very beautiful, heavy snow is falling silently outside the window, looking around, the cold herbal fragrance in the whole secluded garden is wrapped in the breath of winter, swept by the cold wind, and rolled into the house, making people feel inexplicable comfortable.

"Cuckoo..."

A snow-white pigeon came riding the wind and snow, with a unique southern atmosphere on its body. It landed on the window not far in front of Bai Lian, and looked at Bai Lian with its head tilted cooing.

The cold air flowing through the pure white feathers is obviously not an ordinary white pigeon.

Seeing its arrival, Bai Lian showed a surprised smile. He walked to the window, stretched out his hand and scratched the pigeon's head, looked at it lovingly and smiled, "Good evening."

Lingge also arched his palm with friendly eyes, then raised its paws actively, shaking the letter paper on the paws like offering a treasure.

"Someone wrote to you again?" Su Jing was no stranger to this scene. She was wrapped in a quilt, revealing only a small dark face. Her eyes sparkled under the candlelight at night, and she seemed to be in a good mood. look.

Bai Lian was in a better mood, and his face was smiling a little more, his eyes were curved and bright.

He unwrapped the letter paper on the pigeon's feet, and spread out his palms, only to see neat and elegant small ink-colored characters written horizontally and vertically on the letter paper:

"The wind and rain are desolate, and the cock crows."

"Since you see a gentleman, you will not be barbaric."

"The wind and rain are blowing, and the cock is crowing."

"Since I see a gentleman, Yun Hu will not get sick."

"The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly."

"Since seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy."

Through this poem, Bai Lian seemed to see the resentment and depression on the face of the little girl in Cangwu Palace. Maybe her cheeks were bulging like buns at this time, and she was very unhappy.

(End of this chapter)