blue bird song

Chapter 21 No shortage of masters (1)
Qingque arrived at Dabei Nunnery at the moment, but there was no lunch. "You are late, there is no food for you in the nunnery." After arriving, the accompanying little girl was placed elsewhere, and Qing Que was taken to a remote small house by an expressionless novice. A wooden bed with no quilt except for a thin sheet.

Samini stood coldly, waiting to hear Qingque's exclamation, waiting for Qingque to make a scene.

Qing Que looked around, thanked the monk politely, and said nothing else.

Samini couldn't help reminding her, "It will be very hard to live here."

Qingque smiled, "I didn't come here to enjoy myself."

I am blessed to be at my great-grandfather's house. Someone tried their best to get me here, isn't it just to make me suffer?

See how long you can bear it!Saminy snorted, turned and left.

"I don't have my meal at noon, and I won't have it in the evening." Qing Que touched his nose, walked out of the house, and turned around in a circle.It is very remote here, but there are no wild fruits to pick, and no vegetables are grown. It seems that it is difficult to find something to eat.

Go further, and there is a small stream ahead. "There's something to eat!" Qingque regained her spirits, rolled up her sleeves, broke off a branch, took out a small dagger from her arms and sharpened it, and stood by the stream, staring intently into the water.

A black shadow flashed in the water, and the blue bird stretched out a branch and plunged into the water with quick eyes and hands.A beautiful arc was raised, "What a fat fish!" Qing Que smiled wryly.

He cut open the fish with a dagger, cleaned the internal organs, sat down happily on the rock by the stream, took out the firewood in his arms, lit the firewood he picked up, and grilled the fish.

"It's a pity that there is no salt, and there is no meat and no vegetables." Qing Que stared at the grilled fish that was gradually emitting fragrance, feeling regretful.

Guessing that it was almost cooked, Qingque tentatively took a bite, "Fresh eyebrows!" The little girl cheered, and took another bite, eating happily.

"Girl, how can I eat alone." Qing Que heard a beautiful and low voice of a woman, and her eyes blurred, a young woman dressed as a nun sat cross-legged on the big rock in front of her.This woman is very good-looking, her skin is as white as jade, and her red phoenix eyes are slightly upturned, making her soul-stirring.

"My God." Qing Que opened her mouth wide in surprise for a long while, then clicked her tongue in admiration, "If you keep a head of black hair, you will look so beautiful!"

Bhikkhuni'e frowned slightly, what kind of child is this, she made such an appearance, she actually paid attention to whether she looks good or not!

The bhikkhuni unceremoniously stretched out her hand to ask for it, "Giving me half." Qingque stared at her hand for a long time, "Hands are like catkins, it's you." He generously gave half of the grilled fish to the bhikkhuni.

"It's a pity that there is no salt." The two complained at the same time as they ate.

After complaining, look at each other and smile.

"Little girl, how can you know everything at such a young age?" The bhikkhuni was a little puzzled.

"You don't understand this." Qingque said triumphantly, "I have fought in the wild, and I can do everything!"

The bhikkhuni smiled slightly, you have fought in war.

"I think you are quite pleasing to the eye." Eating the fish, the bhikkhuni said casually: "Little girl, I will accept you as an apprentice and teach you the best martial arts."

Qing Que happily finished the last bite of fish, threw away the twig, and looked at the beautiful bhikkhuni with a smile, "I don't lack a master, but a mother."

Do you know who my teacher is?Prince Taibao, Minister of the Household Department, a scholar of the Wuyingdian University, and a great Confucian admired by Qingliu Shilin.Great beauty, I do not lack a master.

The little girl sat cross-legged on the smooth stone, smiling like a flower, and it was gratifying to watch.When the bhikkhuni heard the words "there is no shortage of masters, but no mothers", they were originally displeased, but seeing her young and innocent eyes looking at him with such interest, they couldn't bear to blame her.

What's more, I just ate other people's fish.

Bhikkhuni's beautiful appearance, her voice is soft and sweet, she smiled and said: "Little girl, look after you." Qing Que listened fascinatedly, nodded repeatedly, only to see that her body was motionless, and her sleeves waved a sharp force The wind pointed straight into the air, and a sparrow just flew by, and was swept down to the ground. After struggling twice, its head drooped weakly.

"Is it fun?" Bhikkhuni looked at Qing Que proudly and asked with a smile.

"Fun, fun." Qingque clapped her hands vigorously, and smiled flatteringly at the bhikkhuni, "Do you like roasted sparrows? If you like, I will roast them."

The bhikkhuni's narrow and beautiful Danfeng eyes squinted, "Little girl, what do you think when you see such a miraculous kung fu? Tell me the truth, do you want to learn it? You must want to learn it, right? Then beg me quickly."

Qing Que shook her head, "It's not enough to learn the enemy of one person, but to learn the enemy of ten thousand people. I learned the art of war from my great-grandfather, which is better than this. I have a master, and I don't lack a master."

Smiling, showing a mouthful of white and cute baby teeth, the clear and pure almond eyes are full of longing, "I really don't lack a master, I lack a mother."

My adoptive mother and Yingniang have gone to the capital, and my fairy-like mother has also gone to the capital. I am really short of a mother.

The bhikkhuni, who is as beautiful as jade and has a refined charm, made it difficult.I have demonstrated my sect's superb martial arts, and this little girl kept saying "I don't lack a master, but I lack a mother", which is what to do.

It is very difficult to accept this apprentice.Don't accept it, and I'm a little bit reluctant.Such a well-loved little girl, and she hits it off so well with herself, and she can also catch and grill fish.

Qing Que seemed to know what she was thinking, and showed a smiling face graciously, "Let's find a way to get some salt and seasonings, shall we? I'll catch another big fish and grill it for you. It must be delicious."

The bhikkhuni struggled for a long time, and thought of a good idea, "little girl, I will go out to catch a simple and strong woman tonight, and pretend to be your mother for now."

Qingque’s small head was held high, and her small voice was clear and crisp, like pearls falling on a jade plate, "My mother is very beautiful and beautiful, like a fairy! Although I am down and out now, the next best thing I can do is at least I want a beautiful woman who can overwhelm the country and the city, otherwise there is no need to talk about it!"

The bhikkhuni raised her eyebrows, "You..." There was annoyance in the beautiful Danfeng's eyes, Qingque met her gaze, and glared at her angrily.

One is a big beauty, the other is a small beauty; one has charming red phoenix eyes, and the other has clear apricot eyes, you stare at me, I stare at you, no one will let anyone else.

"Teacher!"

"There is no lack of master, no lack of mother!"

"Do you know how many children begged me to be their teacher?"

"Those children all have mothers!"

The bhikkhuni stretched out a pair of slender hands and slowly attacked Qing Que. Qing Que wanted to run cleverly, but was sucked by a strong force and couldn't move at all.The bhikkhuni strangled Qing Que's neck with both hands, and shouted softly, "Appreciate Master! Or strangle you to death!"

Qing Que was embarrassed and stubborn, "No... Que... Master... Que Niang..." There were faint tears in the eyes of a pair of clean apricots.

"Junior Sister, let go!" A deep male voice came, Qing Que only felt a flash of blue light around her body, and a strong force was sandwiched between herself and the bhikkhuni.The next moment, the neck was relaxed, as if receiving amnesty.

A young man dressed in a green cloth monk's robe stood in front of the blue sparrow, with a deep pavilion and a Yue, dignified and quiet.He is tall and tall, with a beautiful face, even with a bald head and simple monk clothes, he still looks extraordinary.

"They all look so good-looking." Qing Que covered her neck with her small hands, thinking in a daze.The young monk looked down at her injury, Qing Que smiled flatteringly at him and fainted in his arms.

"...You forgot all the precepts of our sect? You actually attacked a child!" In the dimness, Qingque heard the young monk reprimanding the bhikkhuni in a low voice.

"Don't, don't!" Qingque called out in her heart, "I don't want to reprimand her, I don't want to reprimand her!"

"I've never seen such a stubborn child." Bikkuni muttered in a low voice without confidence.

The nun's voice seemed to be a little far away, and he seemed to be in a warm and generous embrace... Well, yes, he was hugged by a young monk.Qingque gradually woke up, but neither opened her eyes nor opened her mouth to speak, she quietly nestled in the arms of the young monk, motionless.

"Little sister, are you awake?" The young monk smiled slightly and patted the little girl in his arms gently.Qing Que raised her head cleverly, and stared at him with big black and white eyes in surprise, "How do you know I'm awake? I didn't speak or move."

The young monk smiled at Shang Qingque's clear and pure eyes, "Little sister, breathing in and out is different when you are asleep alone and when you are awake."

Qing Que suddenly realized, and nodded like a little adult, "I see."

The corner of the young monk's mouth was slightly raised, "Little sister, can I let you down?" Now that he woke up, he seemed to be very alert, his eyes were clear, and he seemed to be all right.

Qingque whispered: "I, I'm a little cold." She looked at the young monk pitifully, unwilling to leave him, and sat on the cold stone.

Young monks also struggled.He has always been a decent person, even though Qing Que is still a little girl, in his opinion, men and women are different, and it is not appropriate to be so close.Just now Qing Que passed out, hugging her was a matter of choice; now that she is well, it's nothing to still hug her.

The bhikkhuni didn't know him, she smiled sweetly, and helped him out, "Come here, little girl, I'll hug you." Qing Que was overjoyed, and opened her small arms to her, falling happily into her arms.

"You are not afraid of me." The bhikkhuni lowered her head and smiled slightly.

"Not afraid." Qing Que lay on her soft chest, contented.

"Why." The bhikkhuni's voice softened.

"You are like my mother." Qingque looked at her face affectionately, "You are as good-looking as a fairy, just like her."

The bhikkhuni blushed, and stretched out her hand to spank Qingque's ass, "What nonsense, little girl! I still..."

Qing Que giggled, cleverly got out of her arms, and ran along the stream.The bhikkhuni's face was burning hot, and she felt that her brother was looking at her strangely and surprisedly, she couldn't sit still, so she stood up and chased after the bird, "Little girl, stop!"

The senior brother was right in front of her eyes, she didn't dare to use her skills to bully the child, so she had to use her ingenuity to catch Qing Que.Unexpectedly, Qingque was extremely clever, smoother than fish in the water, and was about to be caught by her several times, but she escaped nimbly.

When the young monk first heard the words "you are like my mother", he had already closed his eyes, ashamed to look and listen again.When the bhikkhuni's face was burning hot, in fact, he didn't dare to look at his junior sister, not even a glance.

Qing Que and the bhikkhuni chased each other and laughed, silver bell-like laughter spread all around.Hearing the laughter of his junior sister, the young monk secretly heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes to wait and see.

The more he looked, the more frightened the young monk became.This little girl is agile, has clear eyes, and a unique frame, and she clearly has an excellent talent for practicing martial arts.No wonder the younger junior sister resorted to all means to force her to become a teacher. Good talents and qualities are hard to come by.

I want to grab this little apprentice too!
The young monk flickered, walked between Qingque and the bhikkhuni in two or three steps, and said with a slight smile, "I'll catch you!" The bhikkhuni dodged gracefully, and Qingque shouted excitedly, "You come here!" Catch me, come on, come on, I am a little blue bird, the little bird has flown!" With its two little arms open, it flew away happily.

The figure of the young monk is sometimes as light as a ghost, and sometimes as sharp as a goshawk, swimming around Qingque, free and easy.Bhikkhuni's lightness skill is a little worse than his, but with the little troublemaker Qing Que mixing it up, in the end, the two sides actually come and go, evenly divided.

"Your Majesty, the monk feels late." The young monk smiled and put his hands together, and introduced politely, "This is my sister-in-law who is kind."

"My name is Qingque." Qingque imitated the example, smiled and clapped her hands together, and spoke modestly, "Both of you, Qingque is polite."

For a while, all three of them were gentle.

Juechi asked Qing Que slowly, "Have you ever worshiped the master?" He felt a little uneasy, fearing that Qing Que had already worshiped the master, if it involved other sects, it would be very easy to get into trouble.

Qingque stretched out two fingers proudly, "Yes. One is my great-grandfather who taught me classics and history and art of war. The other is a teacher who taught spears and sticks, and my great-grandfather invited him from the county. You’re famous! Shu Xiu’s income is very expensive!”

Feeling relieved.

He opened his arms and walked up a thick locust tree step by step without haste.In the end, a kite turned over and stood lightly on a branch, facing the wind, standing still, looking like a fairy.

Qing Que stared intently with wide eyes, speechless in surprise.

Juechi smiled slightly, moved his body, hovered in the air for several weeks, and then slowly landed in front of Qingque.Qingque looked at him in admiration, with an excited expression.

Juechi was about to ask, "Little Qingque, do you want to learn this kind of kung fu?" Qingque smiled flatteringly, "I have seen many jugglers, and you are the most interesting! Now, show me the changes from time to time, okay?

Juechi didn't speak for a while.Xinci turned her back, her shoulders twitched, apparently snickering.

"Qing Que, if you possess peerless martial arts, no one can bully you." Jue Chi, being a decent person, persuaded Qing Que with this tone.

Qing Que flattened her mouth and burst into tears, "If you bully, you can bully. Anyway, I don't have a father, no mother, no one wants me, so I'll just die if I'm bullied!"

It's a good time now, I don't want to wake up too late, even Xinci was so sad by her crying, so I came over to coax her, "Who said you are no longer wanted? Who said you are no longer wanted? Little Qingque, I want you !"

Qing Que's eyes were clouded with tears, "You're not my mother..." Seeing her pitiful appearance, Xin Ci said pitifully, "Although I'm not your mother, I will love you just like your mother, so don't cry."

Her voice is so beautiful, the sound of nature!Qingque was extremely intoxicated.

That night, Qing Que sat cross-legged on the simple wooden bed, practicing the inner strength techniques taught to her by Jue Chi and Xin Ci.After finishing, the whole body is warm and comfortable, very comfortable.

"It's so fun!" Qingque threw herself into Xinci's arms, smiling happily.Xinci was surprised and delighted, Qing Que, you are the first day of practice, okay, you don't find it difficult, but fun!Little Qingque, you are a genius.

Qing Que chatted in her heart's arms for a while, talking about children, then yawned, and fell asleep.There was a soft and warm child in his arms, he was very unaccustomed to kindness, but he was reluctant to push her away.

"Mother..." Qing Que murmured in her sleep, Xin Ci's eyes warmed up, and she hugged Qing Que tightly.Qingque's small body arched in her arms, clinging to her nostalgicly, sleeping soundly all night.

The next morning, the two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time. When you looked at me and I looked at you, they both felt novelty.Qing Que has never slept with such a beautiful woman, but Xin Ci has always slept alone since she can remember, and has never shared the same bed with others.

"Last night I was hugged by a fairy to sleep." Qing Que was very happy, "It's an honor, an honor."

"The weather is getting colder, do you know?" Xinci gathered up her clothes to cover her white and greasy skin, and said lazily, "I hugged you to sleep because I was afraid of the cold."

"That's it, that's it." Qing Que lay on the pillow and giggled, "Nurse Lin said that a child is like a small stove, sleeping with a child in his arms makes him warm."

She smiled compassionately, reached out to pinch her smooth and delicate face, "Cunning little girl, wake up." Inspired by the little girl's admiring eyes, she was sent to dress and wash with her own hands. And careful.

There is one problem that is very difficult to deal with. Xinci is a monk, and she doesn't know how to take care of Qingque's hair.There was nothing in this humble room, even the pillows and quilts were brought by Xin Ci, but Xin Ci didn't have a comb and couldn't comb her hair.

Qingque smiled triumphantly, "Let's mess with your hair, don't worry about it." Rolled up the quilt and pillow, packed them into a wicker box, and stuffed them under the bed.Chou Chou is invisible from the outside, very satisfied.

Xinci is used to cleanliness, looking around, she really dislikes Qingque's uncombed black hair, "Little Qingque, it's very troublesome to keep your hair, so why not shave it off. Like me, how about it?"

Qing Que was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out a pair of small hands to cover her hair, her big black eyes stared at Xin Ci, "No way! You can't be beautiful without hair!"

Seeing her appearance, Xinci became playful and coaxed with a smile, "Shave it, shave it clean, it's all over. Cut off three thousand threads of troubles, the whole person will be much lighter, and there will be less tension in practicing kung fu." trip."

(End of this chapter)