"Suning, Su Daxia, can you please let me go?" Du Qirui held up his chopsticks and begged for mercy: "Advice is harsh to the ears. Everyone's warnings to you are all for your own good. Your age is really not suitable for practicing martial arts."
"You haven't fully understood the basics of martial arts on the first level, and you still want to study the fourth level in one step?"
"Do you understand the obsession?"
Du Qirui said with a straight face: "No, there is no need to talk about this matter."
"Hey, hey, if you have something to say, why are you using my walking stick?"
"I, this is a walking stick, not a fire stick."
"Pickles, my little pickles."
"Suning, that's too much."
Fifteen minutes later, Du Qirui dutifully handed over the elder token and warned me repeatedly not to act recklessly.
One night at most, and the token must be returned before seven o'clock tomorrow morning.
Only I was allowed to go up there, while Hu Ying was waiting at the top of the stairs.
I thanked him profusely and went back to sleep with the token in hand.
However, as luck would have it, before I could go to the fourth floor of the library at night, Ji Xuanqing had already come out of seclusion.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon when I met the legendary Master of Kunlun.
Ji Qinghe came to Wutong Courtyard excitedly to urge me to get up, saying that her father promised to take me to see my third uncle.
I was overjoyed, put on my shoes and ran outside.
"Brush your teeth and wash your face." Ji Qinghe said with a look of disgust on his face: "Isn't it disgusting? There's even shit in my eyes."
I finished washing up as quickly as possible and pushed Ji Qinghe straight to the main peak and the main hall.
Ji Xuanqing was sitting on an armchair chatting with Du Qirui. The two kept talking, the atmosphere was harmonious and laughter continued.
I was a little nervous, so I stood outside the hall and took a deep breath to calm my mind.
Ji Qinghe covered his mouth and snickered: "My father doesn't eat people, so what are you afraid of?"
I coughed to cover up my embarrassment and strode in.
In my imagination, I always thought that Ji Xuanqing was an old man with a white beard, wearing a green robe, with an air of immortality.
But I never expected him to be so young. He looked to be in his early forties.
Elegant, gentle, elegant and comely.
His complexion is a little yellow, his nose bridge is high, and his eyes are deep.
His eyes fell on me, with a touch of kindness and affability.
Du Qirui smiled and scolded: "You are threatening me with your arrogance and domineering energy this morning. Take it out."
I squeezed the corner of my mouth and forced a smile: "Uncle San said that we should respect the elderly and care for the young. When did I become arrogant and domineering to you?"
Du Qirui glared and said: "If you dare to do it, don't take it seriously. I'm a coward."
I looked up at the sky and refused to answer.
Ji Xuanqing said slowly: "How is your grandma?"
I replied respectfully: "She is older, her grandfather's death, her third uncle's health, and my father's disappearance for no reason have all dealt a huge blow to her."
"She appeared to be calm on the surface, but in fact she was suffering. She just didn't want me to worry."
"So I came to Kunlun. I want to see my third uncle. I will go back and give my grandma an explanation."
"I don't want to keep lying. It's cruel and unfair to her."
"Well, I hope you can understand my difficulty."
I bowed down and bowed sincerely.
Ji Xuanqing raised his hand to support me, and a soft force helped me up.
His eyes were sad and he murmured to himself: "Kunlun is ashamed of the Su family."
"The little junior brother is at the bottom of the Demon Killing Pond. As a senior brother, I can't find a way to help him get rid of the demons in his heart."
"Watching him suffer, I am guilty and unforgivable."
