Thank you Master for not killing [Sword Three]

After finishing speaking, he took off his outer shirt, lifted the quilt and lay down next to Meng Lan, propping up his arms and looking at the little doll next to him, "Satisfied? Now rest easy and sleep."

The child stretched out his hand, but made a movement that made Su Che dumbfounded.

I saw the little girl Meng Lan imitating Su Che's usual way of taking care of him to sleep, stroking Su Che's chest and patting him gently, as if she wanted to coax him to sleep.

Now, Su Che couldn't hold back anymore.

Lang laughed out loud, this kid is really cute.

After laughing, facing the little baby's puzzled gaze, Su Che restrained his smile but looked extraordinarily lonely.

He seemed a little too involved in it.

Stretching out his hand, he pulled Meng Lan into his arms so that the other party could not see his uncontrollable expression.

Meng Lan was very surprised that she could get so close to him who followed suit.

His cheeks were flushed, his hands were either not responding or not, and his whole body seemed a little stiff.

"Meng Lan..."

"Ah."

With a soft voice, he obediently responded.

"Remember, if everyone in this world betrays you, bullies you and hurts you...you must never lose your confidence. You have to remember that you don't live for others, you live for yourself. Those who once scolded you The person who will eventually become a stepping stone on your future success is insignificant."

When Su Che said these words, his words were not as gentle and pampering as usual. Every word was so rigid that it revealed the indifference and alienation of the bystanders.

He didn't expect little Meng Lan, who was only six years old, to understand these profound truths, it should be said that it was a matter of love, and he said it when he thought of it.

"Xianchen, here."

Unexpectedly, Meng Lan said such a sentence suddenly.

It should be said that Meng Lan was abandoned by her father and raised alone in an abandoned garden. It was hard work, even if he was not good at words, it didn't mean he was childish and ignorant.

What should be understood and what should not be understood, Meng Lan will understand again.

Although Meng Lan couldn't fully understand Su Che's words at this moment, there was a meaning that he grasped.

Someone is going to hurt him...

someone is leaving him...

Bad things will happen to him.

The little Meng Lan didn't understand, what could be more difficult than losing her mother and being abandoned by her father in the abandoned garden since she was a child, without food and clothing.

Besides, he thinks that now that he has endured all hardships, he has his mother—his Xianchen—by his side.

He is very happy.

But if it is true as what Xianchen said, the future will usher in a more difficult life than he knows, wouldn't there be Xianchen with him?

Xianchen said that he would not leave, so even if it is a hard time, Xianchen will be with him.

He won't feel pain anymore.

But soon, Meng Lan frowned.

But if life is hard, wouldn't Xianchen be equally sad when he was with him?

This realization made Meng Lan feel uneasy.

It's okay for him to be sad alone, but if it makes Xianchen sad...

Su Che didn't expect that what he rarely said nervously would make the child in his arms cry.

Fishing out the child, seeing the other party's eyes were red from crying, and seeing his aggrieved appearance, Su Che returned to the gentle Bai Xianchen in the past, "What I'm talking about is all hypothetical, don't worry about it."

"Xianchen..."

The child's soft voice with hoarse crying made people very worried.

"I'm here, don't cry, I'm here."

I'm afraid that this child is crying for good or bad. The little baby has eye problems, but Su Che doesn't find it troublesome, but rather worried.

The child fluttered his hands, stroking Su Che's cheek in front of him, and said some incoherent words, "Bitter, Xianchen, let's go."

Su Che used the tacit understanding gained in the past six months to analyze: "You mean if one day you are really in a desperate situation, you will let me go?"

The child nodded.

This……

Patted the child's head lightly, "If you are really in a desperate situation, I can't leave."

Meng Lan was puzzled and emphasized again, "Let's go!"

"Although you and I have nothing to do with each other by blood, I regard you as my close relative from the bottom of my heart. Since I am so many years older than you, I can be regarded as your elder. Of course, I can't stay when you are in a desperate situation." You, a junior, are there to bear it." The corners of the lips slightly raised, and the scenery was bright, expressing the promise that Meng Lan will be trapped for the rest of his life in the future, "I raised you, and you are my responsibility. I will not leave no matter what. by your side."

After the serious talk is over, the rest is not serious.

Rubbing the little doll's hair frantically, "You, it's useless to think less a day. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you to read and practice calligraphy, and put your ingenuity that has nowhere to be released on the right path."

Turn off the candlelight with a flick of a finger, and pull the quilt on the bed, "Now, listen to me and sleep peacefully."

Then adjust your sleeping position and really plan to fall asleep.

Meng Lan saw the darkness around her, and the monotonous world turned into pitch black.

The fear originating from his memory struck again, but this time, he was accompanied by someone by his side.

Su Che sensed the uneasiness of the little baby beside him, held the other's hand, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Only then did Meng Lan calm down Gao Xuan's fearful heart.

He shook the opponent's hand back and tightened his strength.

For the first time, I tried to fall asleep without the company of candlelight for half a year.

This time, he slept more soundly than ever before.

The corners of the lips also involuntarily curved into a perfect arc.

It was only because there was someone by his side, and this person was the only light in his life—his mother Bai Xianchen.

Su Che said that he wanted to teach, and the next day he really started to set up a class to teach doll culture in a dignified manner.

The sect set for him by the Jianwang Three Masters and Apprentices System is Changgemen. Although his current mentality is to know each other, the setting of Changgemen Xuefu Wuche is common to all Changge disciples. The book will be able to understand its meaning, and now it is convenient for him to enlighten Meng Lan.

Although the little baby has been delayed for some years and has not been educated since he was a child, so that he can't speak into a sentence, but when Su Che taught Meng Lan's poetry, this little baby has an amazing talent.

He can't speak well, but he can recite the poems in the textbook smoothly.

It is really a good material for studying literature...

but……

The poems and songs of the Four Books and Five Classics were not what Su Che wanted to pass on to Meng Lan.

These things are all pretending to be seen by others during the day.

Of course, what you really want to pass on to Meng Lan must be hidden behind others.

Someone woke him up in the middle of the night, and Meng Lan looked sleepy. Seeing that it was Su Che who woke him up, she didn't dare to slack off. She rubbed her eyes and pulled herself together, "Xianchen..." Although the voice was still dull, The appearance of waking up.

"Do you like the things you taught during the day?" Su Che asked.

Meng Lan froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, "I like it." He always took Su Che's likes and dislikes as his own.

Su Che approached Meng Lan and asked again, "To be honest, do you like it or not?"

The scorching eyes stared at the young child.

The child was stared at for a while, he didn't know how to answer to satisfy Su Che.

Taking a full view of the child's emotional fluctuations, Su Che took a step back and stopped pressing.

"You are from the Meng family. If you want to gain a foothold in martial arts in the future, you will not be able to be a weak scholar." Speaking of this, Su Che once again sent a soul torture to Meng Lan, "I can train you to become a great scholar of literature. In the same way, I can also train you to become a first-class master in the world, so Lan'er, do you still like to study?"

The little Meng Lan couldn't understand such big truths, the world of children is always a bit simpler than the world of adults.

Meng Lan didn't answer whether she liked it or not, but directly threw the question back to Su Che, "Xianchen, hope, study?"

"..." Of course I don't want to. As the chosen son of this future plane, you want to become a powerful existence who can pierce the center of the earth with one punch. How can you be delayed by such useless activities as reading? .

But no matter how you look at this kind of words, OOC, his current status as Bai Xianchen, he must never say it out loud.

After being silent for a while, Su Che chose this kind of answer, "I hope you can protect yourself well, even if I'm not by your side in the future, no one can hurt you at all."

Hearing what Su Che said, Meng Lan was taken aback for a moment, her little head was thinking of something, and finally she looked at Su Che with a look of panic, "Xianchen, you want to go?"

Again this question.

Su Che felt a headache, he felt that he had raised a male lead, he was obviously a mother who raised a baby.

It's still the kind that can't be weaned for a lifetime.

"It's a hypothesis, not necessarily true."

But Meng Lan was still uneasy, "Learning martial arts, Xianchen, shall we go?"

Taking a long breath, Su Che gave the other party a promise, smiled gently, "I won't go."

"Then I, learn martial arts!" Meng Lan also answered very simply.

In this way, Meng Lan's career as a literary hero was easily ruined by the hasty decision of the two.

But there is a generation of great writers missing, but a man of the hour will usher in the rivers and lakes——Penglai Umbrella Fairy Meng Lan.

Wei Rui, who witnessed Meng Lan's growth and rise from the first perspective, said this: I only saw that little doll jumping up and down with a broken umbrella every day. At first, I just thought it was a son playing with this little doll; Only after using a set of palm techniques that fell from the sky, did I realize what it means to be human beyond appearance and divine skill beyond measure.

As a member of the Bai family, Wei Rui would of course question the origin of the Penglai exercises.

Regarding this, Su Che made it up very well: "There is a fish in the north, and its name is Kun, which is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot, but it turns into a bird. Its name is Peng, and Peng is so big that it takes two barbecues." rack, one honey and one slightly spicy."

Wei Rui was puzzled: "But what does this have to do with Young Master Meng's exercises?"

Su Che smiled with deep meaning, "Taking the broadness of the Kun and the sharpness of the Penglai are the secrets of the Penglai Kungfu. In the past, I was wandering among the people, on the line between life and death. I saw fish and birds suddenly came to this realization. That's why I realized such a set of Linghai Jue. Controlling the feathers and riding the wind, soaring into the blue sky, practicing to a high level, you can walk like an eagle, soaring with an umbrella, chic and elegant, it can be said to be the pinnacle of mortal feathers."

This set of rhetoric made people really confused, and at the end, Wei Rui pointedly said: "So, son, have you accomplished your magic skills?"

Su Che smiled kindly, and said as a matter of course: "If I succeed, what's the matter with Meng Lan?"

Wei Rui replied with a smile, saying nothing: So, this is the second experimental field, Mr. Meng, right?