Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 924 The Pit Depth 171 Meters Insoluble Mysterious Fog (5)
"Girl's tea, the more it is brewed, the better it is."

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment!"

Wen Jingshu smiled slightly, and stood aside quietly, warming the wine for him on the stove, "Master, after a while, taste this wine, does it taste better than last time?"

This old man has no other hobbies, he only likes wine and tea. Wen Jingshu has served him for so many years, so she naturally understands his thoughts, and she does what he likes, making the tea very fragrant and the wine very mellow. It is not difficult at all to win the heart of this kind of old man with his usual greetings and caring.

After drinking a glass of wine, the old man Lu Ji stared at the pages of the book, dipped in his saliva and flipped through it. From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw the faint loneliness in Wen Jingshu's eyes, and put down the book again and sighed.

"Girl, haven't you looked away yet?"

Wen Jingshu froze for a moment, and slowly withdrew her fingers from the flagon, as if they were scalded, rubbing her fingers back and forth, smiled at old man Lu Ji, and said in a low voice, "Master understands me."

These days, she has gotten closer to old man Lu Ji.

In the past, she was not his apprentice, and she never dared to call "Master".Seeing her distress later, old man Lu Ji formally took her into his sect and taught her carefully as a closed disciple.And Wen Jingshu lived up to expectations, she studied medicine harder than she did many years ago, old man Lu Ji saw her in his eyes, and also loved her in his heart.

"You child is full of thoughts. Alas! There is no cliff in the sea of ​​bitterness. If you can't let it go, how can you afford it? Are you planning to spend your whole life in it?"

Wen Jingshu bent the corners of her lips, smiled and said nothing.

It was quiet in the tent for a while, and the temperature of the fire made the atmosphere a little stuffy.

After a while, Wen Jingshu suddenly asked: "Forgive me for taking the liberty, Master...has there ever been a girl you like?"

The wine in the old man Lu Ji's glass swirled lightly.

As if recalling the past, there was a gleam of light in his cloudy eyes.

In an instant, it disappeared again.

Under Wen Jingshu's smiling gaze, he murmured in a low voice.

"...I don't know if it counts."

Wen Jingshu's eyes were burning slightly, as if she wanted to laugh, but it turned into doubt, "Master's words, Jingshu doesn't understand... If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, what do you mean if you don't know if it counts or not?"

The old man Lu Ji didn't answer right away.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his pupils reflected the fire and turned into a fiery red color, as if he was immersed in a long memory. His spirit was gone, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"I don't know who she is..."

This weird opening sentence made Wen Jingshu stunned for a long time.

She glanced at the old man's gray hair and beard strangely, but did not interrupt him.And the old man Lu Ji seemed to have forgotten that there was a Wen Jingshu beside him, struggling in his own world, his voice was dry and dry, as if he was about to be dehydrated.

"Before her, I have never liked any woman; after her, there is no such beauty in the world that can make my heart move...how can I like it?"

Stunning?These two words made Wen Jingshu's palms slightly clenched.

Because Mo Jiu... is often said to be stunning.

Especially with her beauty, she can only be called ordinary in front of Mo Jiu.

Her gaze deepened, her mood darkened a little, then she took a shallow breath, adjusted, and then smiled slowly, but originally she wanted to ask a question, but when she saw Lu Ji's wandering expression, she quickly closed her mouth , quietly poured wine for him, and accompanied him silently.

She understood the old man's temper.

If he wanted to talk, he would say it without asking. If he didn't want to talk, it was useless to ask.

(End of this chapter)