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Qi Yanshu suddenly opened his eyes, and there was an itching in his throat. He coughed a few times, turned on the bedside lamp, turned on and sat up.
After a while, after the blood surging inside his body subsided, he lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, and went straight into the hidden study.
He took out a piece of clean rice paper from the drawer, prepared a pen, bent over and began to sketch on the drawing paper.
In just a few moments, there was an outline on the drawing paper. He drew the appearance of Jiang Mian who came here today. Taking advantage of his vivid memory, he could draw all the details.
In the future, there will be no chance to meet again.
He coughed from time to time, and as he coughed, his body inevitably twitched, but his hand holding the pen was firmly resting on the rice paper without shaking.
Since recovering his memory, he has been resisted by the consciousness of this world, after all, he can't even protect her as a master.
Fortunately, this world is safe enough. She has four fathers, and four strengths can protect her firmly, allowing her to live a peaceful and happy life.
With a light sigh, Qi Yanshu continued to write, and then the tip of the pen suddenly stopped at the position of his eyes.
At first in the fish tank, even if the red carp was slightly different from other fishes, with his temperament, even if he was interested, he should silently observe it next to him.
However, because of interest, it gradually stretched out, seeing her unable to grab food, so she slowly developed intolerance and pity, and couldn't help but want to protect her.
He reincarnated and rebuilt to experience feelings, maybe...that was the beginning of love.
Qi Yanshu smiled and continued to paint. He straightened his waist until the painting was finished, and he was dizzy in front of him. He held the desk to stabilize his figure.
At this time, the phone rang and Qi Yanshu returned to the bedroom. It was Master Qi who came over.
He checked the time, it was three thirty in the morning.
After answering the phone, the old man's voice came over: "Yan Shu, I had a dream just now and I dreamed that you were gone."
Although Old Man Qi is a stubborn old man, he said nothing to Qi Yan.
When Qi Yanshu was born, Zuo Xingping's master happened to be a guest at the Qi's family, and asserted that he would not live to be 30 years old.
The only way is to let him leave the house, raise him in Taoist temple, wait until he grows up, and see if he can get rid of the death of thirty.
Old man Qi was old enough to have a son. How could he be willing to send his newborn son to Taoist temple, but it didn't take long for Mrs. Qi, who was so ill after giving birth, to die of a serious illness.
The Qi family's business began to have problems inexplicably, including the other sons of Mr. Qi, who had a lot of things, and Mr. Qi almost had a car accident.
All the occurrences show that the master's statement that Qi Yanshu restrains self-denial is a fact. Generally, under such circumstances, Qi Yanshu will only be disgusted by people, but Father Qi does not.
In his opinion, this child was born by him. Who would have expected that he would have such a life style after birth. He is so small and knows nothing. To blame, he is the father.
He didn't want to send away his younger son who was less than the full moon, but other sons caused frequent accidents and quarreled with him, forcing him to send Qi Yanshu to Taoist temple.
At first, he didn't compromise and wanted to find a way to get the best of both worlds, but later discovered that Qi Yanshu had "accidents" many times, and understood that keeping Qi Yanshu by his side would harm him.
So he was sent to Lingqingguan and worshipped Master Xuanji as his teacher, just to help him grow up safely.
He put his youngest son in the Taoist temple. He has not been able to see him for several years. He can only learn about his current situation through Master Xuanji, know what he has done today, what books he has read, and how tall he is...
He is getting older day by day, and the younger son grows up day by day. The closer he gets to thirty, the more scared he is, afraid that the younger son will leave when he is thirty.
Even if you had prepared, it would be sad for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.
Unexpectedly, when the youngest son reached thirty, there was nothing wrong with him. Old man Qi's heart that had been hanging for decades finally fell back with peace of mind.
He doesn't understand the Taoism of Xuanmen. If the youngest son's eyes have problems, it doesn't matter. As long as people don't have trouble, the eyes will always heal.
Later, the youngest son's eyes improved, and he returned to the Qi family. Old man Qi only felt that his life was fulfilled and his body had always been strong. However, after all, he was old and he let out his breath, but his body gradually declined.
The purpose of Qi Yan's return to the Qi family was to expand the family business for the Qi family and to find some wealth for Jiang Mian by the way.Second, it is also to regulate the body for Mr. Qi.
During the time he returned to Qi's house, Old Man Qi's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but perhaps it was due to blood or something else.
In short, as his health got better, Old Man Qi became more and more panicked.
...
"Yan Shu, I have five sons in total. You are the one I love the most. The boss and the others have always hated me, and they think I'm partial, I know." Old man Qi said, "When you were born, your eldest brother was second. Ten years old, your fourth brother is also fifteen years old. You are so young, you say I am not partial to whom you are partial."
Qi Yanshu was silent.
"My heart is always unreliable, so I hope you will do well and hand the Qi family into your hands. Dad will feel at ease."
"Your eldest brother and their minds are obvious, but you don't care, don't pay attention to them, just his little ability, the Qi family will fall into his hands, and sooner or later will be defeated. I have fought with the Han family for a lifetime, and the kid Han Xu took over the Han family After that, the Han family flourished. I don't want to come to the end, our Qi family lost to the Han family."
"This home must be yours."
After listening to Qi Yanshu, it took a few seconds before he said: "You are in good health now, don't rush to give way."
Elder Qi wanted to say something more, Qi Yanshu said again: "It's late at night, you should rest early, and we will talk about future things later."
"Yan Shu, do you hate me?" Mr. Qi's voice was a little bleak, "I know, you blame me for throwing you into the Taoist Temple, and never look at you..."
"No." Qi Yanshu interrupted him. Perhaps he had once complained as a "Qi Yanshu", but now that his memories are fully restored, he naturally won't take these things to heart.
Hanging up the phone, Qi Yanshu pinched his eyebrows tiredly.
He wants to leave in a deadly escape, so Old Man Qi will definitely experience a pain of bereavement, which is inevitable.
No longer thinking about it, Qi Yanshu lay back in bed, and there are still many things to do in the remaining few days. He needs to recuperate to ensure that everything is arranged in place.
Soon he fell asleep.
*
The blue sky and white clouds, the sun was shining, and laughter came from a distance.
Qi Yanshu saw that he was wearing Qing Yi Daojun's clothes, holding the sword of natality in his hand, and smilingly looked at the person running with the small windmill in front of him.
It turned out to be a dream.
He hasn't dreamed for a long time, and he sighs.
As a cultivator, dreaming is very dangerous. Some cultivators specialize in dreams. If they accidentally enter a dream, they are likely to encounter attacks in the dream.
"Master, the windmill is broken." Not long after, a dirty little man in a pink skirt ran over. As she ran, the silver bells wrapped around the two small flower buds on top of her head dinged. Lingling's crisp sound is very pleasant.
Xiao Jiangmian held the windmill and looked at him pitifully, with a little uneasiness hidden in his black and white eyes, as if he was afraid of being scolded by Master for damaging the windmill.
He took the windmill from her and said, "Close your eyes."
Xiao Jiang Mian's long eyelashes trembled and trembled, and finally closed her face as if she was dead, worrying that she could not help opening it, and then stretched out her hand to cover her eyes.
He was amused in his heart, shook his head, and his eyes fell on the windmill. The windmill was completely broken and he was slightly indulged. He put the broken windmill into the storage ring, took out some materials, and controlled it with his mind.
In the blink of an eye, those things were combined into a brand new little windmill exactly the same as before.
"Okay, you can open it," he said.
Xiao Jiang Mian opened her eyes cautiously, and their eyes lit up instantly.
Glancing at her shining eyes, he patted her head gently and handed her the little windmill: "Go and play."
However, Xiao Jiangmian put the small windmill in the storage bracelet he gave her, stood up, and said solemnly: "Master, I have been playing for half an hour just now. It's time to practice."
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.
Xiao Jiang Mian hesitated and continued: "The windmill was destroyed by Taoist Guanshan's apprentice Baichi. His cultivation base is higher than mine. I can't beat him. When I surpass him, I will go to him to settle the account."
He frowned: "Bai Chi?"
Xiao Jiang Mian nodded his head and gritted his teeth, which reminded him of her in the fish tank. When she couldn't get food, she seemed to be so bulging.
"Believe in you for the teacher, go."
After Xiao Ren'er left to practice, he moved to a courtyard.
A group of teenagers gathered together around the boy Baichi in the middle. The latter was speaking: "...That girl has already built a foundation, and I have not walked three moves in my hands. She is the apprentice of the famous Qing Yi Daojun, too. Weak."
"I see, maybe she just used the pill to build the foundation. The eight-year-old genius monk who built the foundation, hey, has the foundation for foundation building, without the corresponding strength, just an embroidered pillow."
In the next second, he heard a faint voice: "Regardless of the level of cultivation, only your age, you are sixteen this year, and my disciple has just passed the nine-year-old birthday. You are seven years older than her...not as good as this, a month later, you How about a competition?"
Bai Chi looked up fiercely, his face paled when he saw him, and he stammered: "Qing, Qing is also the Daoist."
Under those gazes, the young man couldn't stand it, his blood came to his head and blurted out: "Okay."
One month later, Baichi was defeated by the sword of Xiao Jiang Mian, and he was ashamed, and was punished by Guanshan Taoist to think about the cliff for three years.
...
Qi Yanshu opened his eyes, it was already light, and after he escaped from his dream, he was a little bit sad.
The ear-piercing doorbell suddenly rang, Qi Yanshu frowned and went to the door downstairs. He was slightly surprised when he saw the human face on the electronic screen.
Why is Jiang Er here?
Yesterday, I said everything. Based on what he knew about her, since he got his order, he would not come again.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door, Jiang Mian stood at the door with two breakfasts in his hand, and smiled at him, "Master, good morning."
"Mianmian..."
Jiang Mian interrupted him: "Master, you won't let me in?"
Qi Yan paused, turned his body sideways, and let her enter the house.
Jiang Mian put the breakfast on the table and looked at Qi Yanshu's face carefully. She looked too carefully, but it made Qi Yanshu feel uncomfortable.
After a while, Jiang Mian suddenly said: "Master, let's make a bet, OK, if I win, you have to promise me one thing, otherwise, I promise you one thing."
"Okay." Qi Yanshu agreed without even thinking about it. After he responded, he found that he seemed to respond too quickly, which made him feel uneasy that things were not in his control.