Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Dongqing was stunned, Master's tone made him tremble involuntarily, he was completely awake in an instant, and suddenly felt how cold the wind was.

He tentatively asked, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded, and asked again: "Do you still remember why you fell asleep?"

"I..." He hesitated for a moment, then said, "We strayed into the secluded swamp near the river beach and were attacked by the Demon Cult. I was shot by the Demon Cult's feathered arrow... Could it be that the arrow is poisonous?"

Lu Zhengqiu sighed lightly: "Yes."

He turned his head, looked at his shoulder, and asked, "Did Master detoxify me?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded again.

His heart was hot, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, showing a smile, eager to go forward.

He didn't know what happened in the tent last night, and he didn't know that his body had been comforted during the fever. The tenderness was real and hot, not just an empty dream.

He was just attached to that remaining warmth for no reason, and wanted to keep the person in front of him by his side.

But the master put his hands behind his back, frowned slightly, and looked at him deeply.

"Holly, since you are already sober, I want to ask, why don't you listen to Master?"

The other party's tone once again extinguished the flame in his heart.

"I..." He lowered his gaze, remained silent for a moment, then raised his head again and said, "But we were rescued, Master and Princess are safe, and I am fine."

The other party interrupted him: "That's because the princess' friend arrived in time. If not, at this moment, the three of us might have fallen into the hands of the demon sect. Have you thought about the consequences?"

He took a deep breath, of course he understood that if both himself and the princess were killed by the Demon Sect, the flame of hope in the Yu Kingdom would be reduced to ashes.

He lowered his head and said, "I was wrong, and I am willing to accept Master's punishment."

But Lu Zhengqiu shook his head and said: "You have grown up, how can I punish you. Which is more important, you have to decide for yourself in the future."

He froze for a moment, then stared at the other party again, trying to see the deep meaning behind that stern expression, and said after a while: "Master, you should punish me, if you don't punish me, I will always feel uneasy."

The intuition of young people is always keen, and they can even hear something strange from the few words of the master.

Lu Zhengqiu couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly looked away from him.

He wanted to ask, but a sound of footsteps interrupted the two of them.

Footsteps came from the direction behind the altar, accompanied by a bird-like whisper: "Master Di, you are awake, that's great!"

He was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was he who was called by the visitor.

The person who came was a woman whom he had never met.

Although she had never met him before, when the woman saw him, she showed an undisguised joy: "Brother Fang asked me to check on your situation. It's fine if you wake up. I'll go and tell them the good news!"

He asked blankly, "Are they...?"

Lu Zhengqiu explained from the side: "The people who rescued you are soldiers under the command of Zhenbei Army. They were expelled from the army nine years ago, and they gathered together in private. At this time, they are called Tianshui Gang."

"Tianshui Gang..." Dongqing murmured, and looked at the woman in front of her again. She saw that she had a vigorous face and a slender figure, which was indeed the appearance of a martial arts practitioner.

After hearing what Lu Zhengqiu said, the woman immediately waved her hand and said, "Master Zhengqiu, you are talking about Brother Fang's background. They are all my predecessors. I joined the Tianshui Gang later because I admired them." After speaking, Her gaze drifted to Lu Dongqing again, and she said, "Young Master Di, the princess just told us about your heroic deeds."

Holly blinked: "May I ask what your name is?"

"I... I don't have parents, just call me Ajin." At this point, her cheeks were blushing, "Then I'll report the letter first, you guys have a good rest." After saying that, she walked along The way it came from, quickly went to the low-lying place on the shore.

Lu Zhengqiu watched her back disappear before turning back to his disciples, and said: "Fortunately, you met them. From now on, you can abandon false surnames."

Lu Dongqing's heart skipped a beat: "False?"

Lu Zhengqiu said: "Yes, you have no choice but to take my surname, but inheriting your father's mantle is your long-cherished wish all along, isn't it?"

"That's right..."

"Since you have transformed into a Qilin Yuanshen, you are qualified to inherit your father's name. If it were in the past, you would have been able to lead the army."

"soul……?"

Memories before coma gradually surfaced in her mind, and the corners of Dongqing's mouth gradually raised, and she said happily: "Master, I finally did it!"

"Well," Lu Zhengqiu nodded, "it is indeed worth celebrating."

"Thank you Master!"

The smile on his face bloomed like a flower, he stepped forward eagerly, and instinctively opened his arms, wanting to ask for a hug.

But Lu Zhengqiu avoided it calmly.

The young man's arms froze halfway, showing a suspicious expression, his eyes wandered over the master's face, as if desperately trying to see through that familiar face and see the strange true meaning behind it.

He really couldn't understand it, and he was very anxious because of it. Even if he was whipped or scolded harshly, it would make him feel a hundred times better.

However, Lu Zhengqiu just said indifferently: "You are no longer a child, don't be so hasty anymore, your father was once the commander of an army, you should also look like a major general."

Dongqing blinked and took half a step back, unable to hide the disappointment in her eyes, nodded after a long time and said: "I understand."

These four words seem to be mixed with sand, stuck in the throat, making the clear voice in the past cast a layer of haze.

Lu Zhengqiu continued: "They are all worried about you, why don't you go say hello?"

"I'll go right away, where's the master?"

"I'll be there later."

Dongqing threw a long shot at Master, and seeing that the other party's expression was as usual, she finally turned and left.

Lu Zhengqiu watched the young man walk away and disappeared from sight, and finally took a few steps back, put his hands on the altar, and let out a long breath.

The tenderness from last night's intimacy seemed to be still on the fingertips, but today he had to avoid the embrace of the young man and pretend to be stern.

He has always been good at disguising, but until today, he finally realized the difficulty of disguising.

The more sincere you are, the harder it is to hide.

Lies are like a hole drilled in the heart. Once the hole is pierced, the heart is no longer strong, and it can't hold emotions, emotions, and emotions go through, leaving only a hole.

With his hands resting on the altar, his fingers slid across the surface of the bluestone, and his gaze unconsciously cast over.

The bluestone was washed clean by the mist, and the pattern engraved on it was also clearly discernible. It was a picture of all peoples worshiping God. However, he couldn't help being stunned by the figures surrounded in the center.

With long hair on his back, dressed in rags, and bright eyes—this appearance was somewhat similar to the murals he had seen in the secluded swamp of Mt. Yu.

He remembered what his guide Ah Ming said last night. Although this temple was built to commemorate the achievements of water control, the god enshrined was not Dayu.

So who is this long-haired god, and what does it have to do with Gun imprisoned in Yushan?

His fingers caressed the icy lines, and a wonderful feeling passed through his body, staying in the hollow heart.

It was an indescribable desolation, which has passed through tens of millions of years, and it is still melted in the cold wind and reverberates in the ears.

He withdrew his hand as if being stabbed by a needle, quickly walked away from the side of the altar, turned to the side of the white jade pillar, raised his eyes along the hillside, and looked at the situation on the shore.

The rising sun made the white mist disperse a bit, and the afterimage of the moon faintly appeared at the junction of sky and water. It was pale and colorless under the sunlight, almost transparent, and there was a bit of sad beauty in the mottled lines.

After all, the sun and the moon cannot shine together, and the ominous shadow of the moon will eventually disappear at the end of Tianshui as dawn is approaching.

He looks through the cascading tree branches and catches the silhouette of holly.

Holly was heading towards the crowd who were looking forward to him, and there was only one dancing spot left on her figure, like a drop of water flowing into a river.

Unbelievably, his empty heart slowly calmed down.

That drop of water is also his dream, everything he longed for but missed.

As long as the dream persists, the emptiness and desolation can be tolerated.

He chased after Holly's back, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the smile was like a waning moon in the sky, vague and far away.