Boss, keep a low profile

Outside Zaoli County, Yang Shu was still carrying Xiaoqiu on his back, walking towards the direction of Danqing Peak.

Xiaoqiu holds two bright red candied haws in her hands. The one in her left hand is from Yang Shu, and the one in her right hand is her own.

After the round-faced little chick takes a bite, he will say "Ah--" in a small voice, signaling his brother Shu to open his mouth to eat the candied haws.

Because the little chicken's face is plump and bulging, she likes to stuff the whole candied haws into her mouth when she eats it, causing one side of her cheeks to bulge out, like a little hamster.

The most terrible thing is that when the little girl was eating the candied haws, her mouth was chattering without even hearing it. As a result, his bulging cheeks would move a few times from time to time, and his speech was unclear.

The haze in Yang Shu's eyes was less than before. When Xiao Qiu asked him to open his mouth, he would obediently open his mouth wide, and then imitate Xiao Qiu and bite off a whole candied haws.

The rock sugar wrapped on the outside is very sweet, but after biting into it, it feels slightly sour.

Xiaoqiu leaned on Yang Shu's shoulder, swallowed the candied haws with force, and said, "Senior Brother Shu, is the candied haws delicious?"

"Yeah, it's delicious." Yang Shu nodded.

The round-faced little chicken immediately started giggling, really just like a chicken.

She rested her chin on Yang Shu's shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Shu, please don't be upset, okay?"

She actually didn't know why Yang Shu was unhappy. No one told her the reason.

She is still a child and may not understand many things yet.

She just saw the poplar tree crying, crying silently.

Yang Shu listened to Xiaoqiu's words without replying. He didn't know how to reply.

But fortunately, Xiaoqiu actually has a bit of a chatty personality. Even if others don't pay attention to her, she can still talk for a long time.

The round-faced chick muttered: "If I am unhappy, I will want to eat candy. As long as I eat one candy, just one, I will feel so happy!"

"Senior Brother Shu, there are many candied haws in a whole bunch!"

"But Xiaoqiu's pocket money has been used up. I only have enough to buy two bunches of candied haws when I go down the mountain this time."

As she said that, she glanced at the skewer she had with two balls left, stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips, then gritted her teeth and said, "Senior Brother Shu, I won't eat it now. If you take out the skewer you have, If you’re still not happy after eating, I’ll give you the remaining two pills, okay?”

Yang Shu paused slightly and turned to look at her.

After he returned to the mountain, he heard his senior brothers and sisters joking that Xiaoqiu was a complete foodie.

Of course, the term "foodie" was also coined by the master uncle. Recently, he often said that Xiaoqiu is a qualified food worker.

Brothers and sisters, you can tell me that Xiaoqiu is good at everything except protecting food.

You can beat her, scold her, punish her, but you can't touch her food.

This made Yang Shu couldn't help but focus on the two bunches of bright red candied haws.

The round-faced chick thought that Brother Shu really wanted to finish the meal. She was just being polite, and she looked slightly sad, but she still stretched out her two little hands forward, with a look of death on her face, and said:

"Hey! I'll give it all to you! Xiaoqiu keeps his word and stands upright!"

I don’t know where I learned this second-generation word choice, which sometimes makes people dumbfounded.

If she were as tall as the sky and the earth, how many people would have their heads smashed into the sky?

Yang Shu looked at her with a soft look in his eyes and said, "You can eat it, senior brother... Senior brother has a toothache."

When Xiaoqiu heard this, her eyes immediately lit up.

But after thinking about it, she still said: "Senior Brother Shu, in ten days, you should accompany me down the mountain, okay? If you are still unhappy by then, I will treat you to some candied haws!"

Yang Shu didn't reply, but held Xiaoqiu behind his back with one hand and gently patted her little head back with the other hand.

Xiaoqiu didn't know whether Senior Brother Shu was happy or not. She just thought that if Senior Brother had a toothache, he wouldn't be that happy eating candied haws.

It must be painful at the same time, but it feels so delicious at the same time!

The head master said that this kind of emotion should be called... pain and happiness?

Xiaoqiu still couldn't understand many of Lu Chaoge's words and lyrics, but she remembered them all clearly.

It's like remembering the quotes of great people and famous quotes.

At this thought, Xiaoqiu felt that the ultimate move of candied haws might also be ineffective.

She smiled crookedly and decided to use her trump card!

Xiaoqiu patted Yang Shu's shoulder and said, "Brother Shu, let me down."

After Yang Shu put her down, he squatted down and asked, "Little junior sister, what's wrong?"

Xiaoqiu's hands holding the candied haws were slightly drooped, and then she raised her little face. Her whole face was wrinkled like a meat bun, with an expression of "I'll fight for it" and said:

"Senior Brother Shu, if you are really unhappy, I will pinch my face for you. Every time the master uncle thinks I have made a mistake, he pinches my face. After pinching, he laughs!"

"Besides, my senior brothers, senior sisters, and master also like to pinch my face!"

"Sometimes they come and poke me when I'm asleep, but I actually know it all!"

"Every time after pinching, everyone will be happy."

"so--"

Xiaoqiu prolonged her voice, smiled crookedly, and said coaxingly: "My face must have magic power!"

When Yang Shu heard this, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

He looked at the round face that looked like a meat bun with wrinkles, and he really couldn't hold it back and pinched it gently a few times.

After squeezing, he saw Xiaoqiu open her eyes and look at him with a scrutinizing gaze, as if waiting for the effect of use.

The little girl's eyes were too serious.

So much so that Yang Shu's expression became serious.

"Junior sister, you really have magic power!" Yang Shu said in a determined tone.

………

………

There is a small hillside and a forest between Zaoli County and Danqing Peak.

Yang Shu flew directly back to Danqing Peak without Xiaoqiu.

The little girl loves to play and is very interested in things in the mountains and forests.

Fireflies, wild cats, and some small animals can all be scared to death by her...

The little chicken with a round face smiled crookedly, and jumped up and down like a little devil in the world. Even the birds in the trees were awakened, flapping their wings and flying around, feeling that they couldn't stay in this forest.

When Xiaoqiu jumped high again, Yang Shu's delicate face suddenly frowned.

Someone!

"Junior sister, be careful!" Yang Shu shouted, then took out his bronze sword from the storage ring and unsheathed it.

This sword can only be unsheathed ten times in a lifetime, but Yang Shu did not hesitate at all.

All this happened in a flash of lightning, and his action of drawing the sword was decisive and decisive.

Compared with the safety of the little junior sister, the first sword among the ten swords seemed insignificant.

The sword light flashed in the dense forest, and Xiaoqiu's beautiful big eyes widened as she jumped high into the air.

A black shadow appeared in front of her. As soon as the black shadow waved at her, her body lost control and floated towards the black shadow.

She didn't know who the visitor was, and she couldn't even detect where the visitor was.

Although Xiaoqiu is extremely talented, he can still be the best among the true disciples in the Sword Sect.

But she had just entered the practice, she was young, and her strength was still average.

Fortunately, Yang Shu's sword energy has arrived.

If he hesitates even a little bit, Xiaoqiu, who jumped up high before, will probably fall into the "claws" of this mysterious man.

The sword energy directly tore through the vague energy in the air, and then pushed forward.

The sword's light was bright and clear, just like the moonlight shed by the bright moon in the sky, and it was actually a bit beautiful.

Yang Shu has a graceful life, and even his sword energy is somewhat beautiful.

However, the power within this sword energy is extraordinary.

After all, this sword has been tempered for several years.

At the same time, Yang Shu really felt that the sword "became lighter" the moment he pulled it out of its sheath.

It stands to reason that this sword energy is far beyond his own strength.

Then, the backlash to the Tao body will be huge, and the burden will be huge.

This reminded him that before leaving, his grandfather gently lifted his natal sword and said to him: "I was too harsh on you before, little Yangshu. In the future, this sword will be very heavy. Grandpa will help you carry it." "One pallet."

"Grandpa." Yang Shu whispered.

He knew that this was Luohe Mountain's last gift to him.

In the darkness, the mysterious man who suddenly attacked Xiaoqiu couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

His voice was a little hoarse and sounded very old.

The black shadow originally took a step back, as if preparing to avoid it, but it seemed that such escape was his instinctive reaction.

But after taking a step back, the black shadow still stopped, seeming to be very interested in the sword in front of him.

A sound came out, as if something hit the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a translucent barrier appeared in the dense forest.

The sword energy suddenly landed on the barrier, directly cutting the barrier apart before dissipating into the air.

This made the mysterious man in the dark let out another cry of surprise.

He slowly walked out of the darkness, and the first thing people saw was a slender bamboo stick.

Immediately afterwards, the true appearance of this mysterious man was revealed in the moonlight.

This is an old man, a half-blind old man.

His eyes are gray and black. To be precise, one eye is gray and black, and the other eye is directly blind.

The old man was skinny and skinny, his exposed skin looked a bit pale, and he also had obvious age spots.

——Tianji Sanren!

At this moment, he looked forward and saw that Yang Shu had already caught Xiao Qiu who fell from the sky, then took out the flying magic weapon and flew towards Momen at an extremely fast speed.

After he struck the first sword, he had a rough guess about the opponent's strength.

"Great cultivator!" Yang Shu gritted his teeth.

This made his heart beat faster and he began to sweat.

Yang Shu has experienced too few life and death battles. The last time he fought with ghosts, he was rescued by Luo Heshan.

Other than that, most of the time I just competed with my senior brothers and sisters on the mountain.

His fighting awareness and skills were at the level of a rookie. He drew his sword so decisively just now because the opponent's target was his junior sister.

He won't hold back in this regard.

As far as Yang Shu is concerned, anyone on the Momen Danqing Peak is a being who can risk his life to protect him.

Not to mention the youngest junior sister.

As Yang Shu flew, he glanced back hastily.

After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Yang Shu suddenly remembered something.

He couldn't help but think of a "dead old man" that the head master would occasionally talk about.

It is said that the eldest brother was seen by a half-blind old man with a bamboo stick, and then he was told that he would be a demon in the future and cause trouble to all directions, which made the eldest brother unable to stay in the village. The villagers wanted to drive him out of the village and let him fend for himself.

This matter was once the inner demon of the eldest brother and the bottleneck for him to break through the initial realm.

Whenever the head master talked about this matter, he would say some messed up words.

For example, "As the saying goes, it is not that the old people have become bad, but that the bad people have become old."

There is also "The old man who is not dead is a thief."

Of course, the most common thing he said was "Don't let me meet him, otherwise I will have a good talk with him."

The head master's position is very firm and his attitude is very clear.

That is, no matter how old you are, I will still deal with you!

In the world of cultivation, how can we talk by age? There are so many people in their seventies and eighties, and it is not uncommon to have three-digit ages. Can they not be beaten?

However, the man behind him had one blind eye and one half blind eye. Although he also had a bamboo stick in his hand, Yang Shu was not sure if it was the old man from that year.

He just keenly noticed that this man attacked his junior sister, and judging from his actions, he probably had bad intentions.

He would not gamble the safety of his junior sister on this man's intentions.

He could not afford to gamble.

Therefore, after Yang Shu's bronze sword was sheathed, he always held the hilt tightly, ready to strike his second sword at any time.

"Grandpa once said that in my current state, the first three swords I slashed were not as good as the sword that the head master slashed after sealing the sword."

"After all, the head master sealed the sword for ten years, and I have not practiced this set of methods for a long time."

"But starting from the fourth sword, I can be on par with my uncle back then!"

"The fifth sword will surpass the head master."

"But if I strike five swords in a row, my Dao body should not be able to bear it."

"No, I will definitely die!"

Although so, it is not impossible to fight.

Even if the opponent is a great cultivator, as long as he is not at the sixth level or even stronger, Yang Shu is still somewhat confident.

And the opponent's speed is too fast.

It seems that this person has extraordinary attainments in escape and speed.

In a flash, Tianji Sanren was not far behind Yang Shu.

Yang Shu was about to draw the sword again with his right hand holding the hilt, but he felt a thousand pounds of force in his hand, forcing him to not draw the sword.

And this force comes from the blood in his palm!

——【Power of Water】!

Yang Shu raised his head, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes, as if he was relieved all of a sudden.

A great sense of security directly enveloped his heart.

A low voice seemed to come from the sky, the voice was ethereal, and it was impossible to tell where it was, but it was only known that it was transmitted from a high place.

"You are near my Momen, and you want to harm my Momen disciples. Do you think I am dead!?"