Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Originally, I wanted to discuss some economic issues with Pu Xiang, but Xue Mu was distracted by this. Seeing that it was getting late, Xue Mu had to go to Xue Qingqiu's place to practice, and there was no time to talk about serious matters. .

Xue Mu looked at the courtyard for a long time, and the rain had already started to fall, and it was getting heavier and heavier. He said quietly: "Listening to what you said, it is really better than ten years of Jianghu Road. Today Xue still has something to do, and I will go to Yanyangzong tomorrow morning."

Although it is a see-off, there is still a return visit... This attitude is more and more reasonable. Pu Xiang was overjoyed in his heart, stood up and cupped his hands: "Well, at noon tomorrow, Pu Xiang will hold a banquet in Koufulou to clean up the dust for Director Xue."

Xue Mu nodded in response, watching Pu Xiang's chubby figure leave, still very silent.

Zhuo Qingqing didn't expect what he was thinking, and reminded: "My lord, this Pu Xiang is a tiger with a smiling face, so be careful not to have a good feast."

"It doesn't matter... It's nothing more than the position of the city lord and the position of the Xingyue manager, which makes him feel that he is a rare commodity." Xue Mu smiled: "If he used to show courtesy, I would be a little wary. Now his demeanor has changed. How many people have been offended, the Yanyang Sect's strength can't be protected at all, if it wasn't for the shadow of the Xingyue Sect behind him, he would have been chopped down long ago, in fact he was looking for a backer."

After a pause, he said in a low voice: "Qingqing, remember, if this person just wants to attach himself, he is still available. Once he reveals that he wants to return to the Xingyue Sect, it means that there is a backdoor intention, and it may even be possible. If I have the desire to devour my ambitions, then I will deal with him first. So I said, yes or no, it depends on his attitude."

Zhuo Qingqing solemnly nodded to express that he remembered it in his heart, and then asked: "Young master seems to be thinking about what he said? Did you really get some financial inspiration?"

"Huh?" Xue Mu was stunned, and shook his head with a smile: "There is some inspiration... but... it's something else."

"what?"

"The one thing he has always caused me to struggle with headaches suddenly no longer hurts... In fact, many things are very simple, nothing more than letting nature take its course, and taking action when it should be done...It's just that we artificially think too much and turn it into something It’s complicated.” Xue Mu got up and left his seat, and said with a smile, “Let’s go to Yanzhifang. It’s raining, so bring an umbrella.”

...

When they arrived at Xingyue Sect, Xue Mu went straight to Xue Qingqiu's dormitory all the way, without hindrance. Along the way, I saw countless Yingying and Yanyan, holding oil-paper umbrellas in the rain, surrounded by incense, and smiling sweetly, which made people feel refreshed.

Some of the girls didn't know each other, and some of them met at the ceremony that day, and they all saluted him respectfully. Countless little girls looked at him timidly with youthful curiosity and girlish natural shyness, showing that these little girls who have not been poisoned by the "magic atmosphere" still have a gratifying innocence.

It's not easy either. Xingyuezong struggled to survive in the cracks in the early years, and the witches became more demons, twisted and indulged. It can be seen that the atmosphere has gradually warmed up under the vigorous development in the past few years, and the new generation of disciples still have a natural youthfulness, just like Xiao Chan who blushed when he approached him at that time.

This is good.

Xue Qingqiu stood in his dormitory, stood in front of the window watching the rain, and also watched Xue Mu walking all the way down the corridor in the rain.

He deliberately changed into a strong outfit for practicing, and his eyes, which were slightly dim because of no practice, now have a bit of energy, and he looks more heroic and handsome, with an outstanding look. When encountering female disciples saluting, he would return the salute with a smile, his eyes were kind and clear, which was very different from the male disciples in the smoky period of the sect.

He entered the door, but Xue Qingqiu did not turn around, still standing in front of the window watching the rain.

Xue Mu put down the umbrella and turned to look at her standing quietly, with wide sleeves undone, fluttering in the wind, with a kind of charm of becoming a fairy. But the melancholy in his eyes made his figure look lonely.

Xue Mu hugged her from behind, and leaned his chin on her shoulder.

Xue Qingqiu liked his action very much, and could feel the love he expressed from it. After being hugged by him for a while, she finally stopped looking at the rain, turned her head and smiled slightly: "Why are you so gentle all of a sudden?"

"When have I not been gentle?"

"Hmph..." Xue Qingqiu curled his lips: "You will obviously scold me."

"Hehe..." Xue Mu didn't refute, and watched the misty rain outside the window with her, and asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Xue Qingqiu leaned back in his arms, as if he had found something to rely on, and whispered: "I have been in the world for thirteen years, no matter how complicated things are, every year I will find time to go back to the sect to guide Chan'er. Especially in the past few years Stationed in Lingzhou, we get along day and night, she is like my daughter."

"So you're thinking about your daughter?"

"The world is full of vicious turmoil. When the child leaves home, he will always be worried. What Chan'er said in the letter is also very correct. This misty and rainy scene makes people more likely to feel sad, so they become more worried."

Xue Mu groaned softly: "May I ask how much leisure and sorrow are? There is a river of tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and the plums are yellow and rainy."

Xue Qingqiu savored it carefully for a while, and murmured: "It's really full of melancholy, melancholy and sad. Suddenly, I feel that such words are more powerful than charming skills at a certain time, and can kill people's hearts."

"So... what kind of female devil who kills without counting, what kind of persistent explorer, what kind of awe-inspiring suzerain... You are just a little woman, lonely, sentimental, dead Wenqing."

Xue Qingqiu didn't know what dead Wenqing was, so he smiled and said, "That's why you caught the weakness."

"Really?" Xue Mu moved his big hand up slowly.

Xue Qingqiu was silent for a while, then sighed quietly: "The reply letter is written, it is on the table, if you have something to say to Chan'er, you can add a few words."

Xue Mu said softly: "I won't write any more. Send it directly."

Xue Qingqiu was a little surprised, turned his head slightly to look at his face, Xue Mu was still smiling, nothing special.

Xue Mu has always had Yue Xiaochan in his heart, she knows it, Yue Xiaochan knows it, and Xue Mu himself knows it. It's just that that guy is too young, and his skills are limited, so Xue Mu's thoughts can only be kept tightly hidden all the time. Xue Qingqiu has always had the feeling that Xue Mu's affection for him is very likely to be passed on from Xiaochan.

The tragedy is that she fell into it, unable to get out of love, and didn't even have the slightest thought of objecting. Even because he liked it, she was a little happy about it.

He said he would not write any more letters... With this attitude, could it be that he really let Xiao Chan go? Are you really devoted to her? The problem is that even so, she may not be happy. She really doesn't know what kind of emotion she should be in. She always feels ashamed of her apprentice.

So Lin Wuya would think that as long as Xue Mu is kept, she, Xue Qingqiu, may never have any hope of getting along. With so many thoughts and thoughts, worrying about gain and loss, just like this city full of turmoil, confused mind and eyes, how can it be consistent?

But she really couldn't let it go.

"You..." Xue Qingqiu thought for a moment, then said, "Have you figured it out?"

Xue Mu said in a low voice: "Why do you need to write some words to let people dream on paper? Who knows what will happen in the future, maybe Xiaochan will have another encounter in the Jianghu, but right now you are soft jade and gentle fragrance in my heart. arms."

Xue Qingqiu's mind was a little confused, he didn't think about it for a while, but he agreed with his point of view: "That's okay...don't go to tease Chan'er on paper, who knows what will happen in the future."

My heart relaxed, and I slowly started to feel something. Xue Qingqiu bit his lower lip lightly, and felt that he performed really well today, and he was more willing to give him some benefits, so he kept silent, restrained his hands and feet deliberately, and held back his natural reaction, so as not to hurt his interest.

Xue Mu's movements gradually increased, and slowly he untied her belt. Xue Qingqiu became short of breath, and said in a low voice, "It's time for you to practice."

Xue Mu kissed her earlobe, and murmured: "I'm going to be abused by you later... I was stupid yesterday, I didn't know how to ask for benefits first, so give me some today."

Having said this, Xue Qingqiu's heart softened even more, he sighed secretly, and watched him untie her silk robe, which slowly peeled off to the ground.