The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 442 Oh, then I won't date
Sacrifice Mountain, early in the morning.

The morning glow is brilliant, falling like pieces of gold, bathing the human body with warmth.

Fuxi and Huaxu met the husband whom he had been thinking about day and night.

In the quiet room, the lotus lantern is swaying, and he is sitting in a green shirt. On the table are two or three cups and a jade pot with tea in it, exuding a faint fragrance.

Following Hua Xu's example, Fuxi bowed to Mingyu.

His eyes were round and full of spirituality, full of curiosity and anticipation. Fuxi looked at the gentleman in front of him, feeling an inexplicable sense of kindness in his heart.

"You are sir?"

"I am sir."

Qingshan smiled lightly, and the voice as gentle as jade fell into Fuxi's ears, dispelling the last trace of tension in his heart.

Little Fuxi saw that his husband was very easy-going, and gradually became more courageous.

"Sir looks familiar."

"A lot of people feel that way."

"Sir, do you know many people?"

"A lot of people know me."

"Well, in that case, isn't Mr. very powerful?"

"It's not bad, but above the sky and below the earth, they are much stronger than me."

"The sky and the earth add up to a lot, what about the sky and the earth?"

"That's a good question, don't ask it next time."

"why?"

"Because telling the truth hurts."

Mingyu shook her head, took a cup of tea, and sipped her sleeves.

Little Fuxi blinked, he understood.

"I do not believe."

He felt that his husband was bullying him when he was young.

Mingyu glanced at him and said, "If you don't believe it, then you don't believe it, and I didn't ask you to believe it."

"..."

Little Fuxi stared.

He was very ashamed. It turned out that the husband was so down-to-earth, no wonder he knew a lot of people.

Hua Xu on the side covered her mouth and smiled. She and her husband have known each other for three years, and she has never seen him show such a style.

Mingyu asked little Fuxi to come closer, and then put a cup of tea in his hand.

"Thank you sir."

Little Fuxi took it and was about to drink it. The fragrance had scratched his nose for a long time, and he was so hungry.

It was Hua Xu who understood, stopped him, and said, "Xi'er, this belongs to Mr. Jing?"

Little Fuxi looked at Mingyu in a daze, saw him nodding, and then reluctantly handed it back.

"Sir, you have your own hands and feet, so you can drink as much as you want, why bother."

Mingyu's hands shaking when receiving the teacup.

"You have to practice with me and worship me as your teacher. Toasting tea is etiquette."

Little Fuxi asked: "Who made such a troublesome etiquette?"

"No one decides, it's just a convention."

"Oh, then I won't make an appointment!"

Little Fuxi withdrew his hand, tilted his head, and drank the tea by himself.

At the end, she stretched out her lovely tongue and licked her lips, as if she had more to say.

"Xi'er!"

Hua Xu exclaimed, this kind of behavior is very rude.

You are fine on weekdays, why come to Xishan to see Mr., so casual?
Hua Xu looked anxious. She was worried that her husband would blame her, so she wanted to confess.

But Mingyu laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha, what a personality, I like it."

He stared at Fuxi and looked back and forth, making sure that he had not awakened Su Hui, then nodded and said: "If you don't make an appointment, then don't make an appointment. These red tapes are for outsiders to see. If I don't drink this tea, will I still refuse to come in?" Can't you do it outside?"

Hua Xu's face softened when he heard this, and he was relieved.

"Hey, thank you sir."

Little Fuxi still saluted.

Mingyu smiled.

"Mother said that Mr. is a man of great learning. I don't know what Mr. wants to teach me?"

"What do you want to learn from me?"

"Qin!"

Little Fuxi answered firmly.

Mingyu nodded, "What else?"

Little Fuxi frowned, thought for a while, then his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "What do you know sir, what do I learn!"

"You're not picky, you're not afraid to hold on?" Mingyu joked.

He waved his hand, and a vast Daozang emerged.

Little Fuxi was very confident, he raised his chin slightly, and said: "Mother said, I am the smartest child he has ever seen. I can learn everything quickly, and I will definitely learn everything the master knows!"

Hua Xu gently turned his head away.

Mingyu smiled, and he said: "Then just like your mother, I will start teaching piano."

He got up and walked to the quiet room.

Little Fuxi and Hua Xu followed.

Several people came to a clear pool with hanging springs and waterfalls. The water fell into the pool, and the sound was clear and melodious like a piece of music.

There is a pavilion here, with copper bells hung on the octagonal corners. Little Fuxi sits in the pavilion, and the moment he looks up, he seems to see mysterious patterns, which are fascinating.

"Go back to God!"

Mingyu called softly.

Little Fuxi woke up with a start, his head was dizzy.

"Sir, is that?"

"I drew it casually, and when the time comes, you will naturally understand it." A wisp of fresh air fluttered from Mingyu's fingers, and little Fuxi sniffed, feeling much more comfortable immediately.

He is just a bright toddler now.

Mingyu shook her head lightly, then crossed her legs and crossed the piano.

Seeing this, little Fuxi happily took over his own piano from his mother.

Hua Xu smiled lightly, she played the piano as before.

Around Qingtan, suddenly there is a warm wind blowing, the water in the pond is gurgling, and the withered leaves are in spring, full of vitality.

A wave of vitality attracted butterflies in the forest, flying and dancing, one of the butterflies landed on the nose of little Fuxi, making him sneeze.

"Ah Qiu!"

With a sound of surprise, thousands of butterflies surged.

The wind blows from the clear pool, and the sound of the piano lingers, like a dream.

……

On the other hand, Qing Gan hangs out in Jinshan.

He could vaguely hear the sound of dripping water, and the scent of flowers lingered at the tip of his nose.The wind stopped beside the ear, and a petal fell gently.

Qinggan searched along the crack in the mountain, his eyes shifted, and what he saw made him freeze in place.

There was the sound of dripping water all around, the rainwater seeping into the mountains when it rained.

A ray of light fell from the top, illuminating the eyes.

In the hidden tree mountain, there is only a ray of sunshine, no one appreciates it, and the flowers bloom secretly.

The tree is full of flowers, the flowers are white and rosy, carved like uncut jade, the flowers bloom like brocade, pitched and scattered, with different shades.

"Peach blossom?"

Qing Gan smiled.

"Come on, let's go."

Qinggan was about to step forward to investigate, when the teacher Rong Chengzi's voice fell into his ears.

No, Qinggan can only turn back.

"Do you have any doubts about raising Qi recently?" Rong Chengzi was very concerned about him, and often explained his doubts.

Seeing this, Qinggan secretly let out a sigh of relief.

He thought he would upset the teacher by going out to play.

"I have never encountered confusion. The method of nourishing qi taught by the teacher has been memorized by my heart. I don't dare to neglect the meal. It seems that I have glimpsed the door today."

Qing Gan thought for a while, spread out his fleshy palm, and then grabbed it twice, and a cloud of lightness appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, Rong Chengzi jumped up, with unstoppable surprise in his eyes.

"It's only been three days, and you're done?"

He checked the gas in Qing Gan's hands repeatedly, and when he was sure, he was very excited.

"Oh, it's done, it's done!"

Rong Chengzi walked back and forth in the cave mansion, unable to control himself.

Qinggan was puzzled, it shouldn't be difficult to raise a ball of anger, right?

As for being so excited?

Rong Chengzi saw his doubts and said with a smile: "Ganer, you don't understand! My method of nourishing qi involves a major event in our clan. It is very special. It has not been taught to others so far. You are the first one besides being a teacher. Made it!"

"what?"

Qing Gan looked at Rong Chengzi blankly.

Didn't teach others?
Co-author, you always use me as a guinea pig!

(End of this chapter)