When Huo Qilin learned that Xiao Luren was his young disciple, his face was immediately happier than Bu Fan.
"You are my brother's apprentice, then you will call me Senior Aunt from now on!"
Huo Qilin was only a little taller than little Lu Ren. At this moment, he raised his little face and said quite proudly.
"Sister-in-law!"
Xiao Luren said submissively.
Huo Qilin's little face suddenly smiled very happily.
"My nephew, you can't do this. A man should be upright and upright. Look at you, how thin you are. You look like a little girl!"
Bu Fan didn't show his master's chart, but Huo Qilin showed his little aunt's chart, and taught little Lu Ren a decent lesson.
Little Luren was also obedient and did exactly what Huo Qilin asked him to do.
However, this is related to what happened to Xiao Luren.
"Xiao Luren, you go to private school tomorrow!"
Bu Fan thought about it and thought that letting little Lu Ren have more contact with the child would help him get out of the shadows quickly.
Xiao Luren raised his eyes and looked at Li Lang.
Li Lang smiled kindly, "Don't be afraid, there are many children in the private school who will play with you!"
"Yes, no one dares to bully you as long as Junior Auntie is here!"
Huo Qilin had two small dumplings tied on his head and had a cute face. He said in the tone of an elder.
Bu Fan was a little bit dumbfounded.
"Ha ha!"
Li Lang couldn't help but laugh out loud, the Fire Qilin was so cute.
…
The next morning, Xiao Luren went to Bufan Private School for class.
The handsome little Lu Ren suddenly became the favorite of the group in the private school.
The previous pet of the small group was Fire Qilin, but Fire Qilin was not angry because his position as the pet of the small group was taken away.
On the contrary, her little face was very proud, and her smug little face seemed to want to tell everyone that she was Xiao Luren's little junior sister-in-law.
After that, wherever he went, little Lu Ren would be followed behind him, acting like a big sister leading a little brother.
The village soon learned that Bu Fan had taken on a young apprentice.
This young apprentice picked it up when Li Lang was practicing medicine, but few people believed it.
no way.
The facial features of Xiao Luren and Li Lang are really similar.
One has to wonder whether Li Lang made the same mistakes that men make outside.
Li Lang stayed in the village for three days.
Seeing that Xiao Luren had become accustomed to the life in the village, he picked up the medicine box and continued on the path of practicing medicine.
"grandfather!"
Lu Ren was a little reluctant, looked at Li Lang's back with tears in his eyes, and burst into tears.
At this moment, Huo Qilin, who had always called herself Little Master Aunt, did not lecture Little Lu Ren, but comforted Little Lu Ren.
"Don't cry, don't cry, how can a man cry?"
Li Lang could hear the crying behind him, and his old eyes were slightly moist, but he did not look back because he knew that it was safest for little Lu Ren to stay in the village.
Taking steps, it gradually disappeared from sight.
"Okay, okay, your grandpa will be back in a few days!"
Bu Fan touched the little apprentice's little head.
He understood that it was Li Lang who saved Xiao Luren when he was most helpless, so he subconsciously regarded Li Lang as his closest relative.
The next day, little Luren fell ill.
After that, he became even more silent.
Later, it was Fire Qilin who took little Luren to play in the fields, the river, and the mountains. Only then did he pull little Luren back from his sadness.
…
In the days that followed.
Bu Fan would drip the spiritual liquid from the Palm Heaven Bottle on the peach tree early, take little Lu Ren and Huo Qilin to the private school, and teach little Lu Ren medical skills in his free time.
And at Song Yuan’s maternal home.
Suddenly, a man's wild laughter was heard.
"Haha, I understand!!"
"The so-called letting go means letting go of the distracting thoughts in the heart, putting down the sword, and wielding the sword with all one's heart, so that there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart."
"Bu Fan, do you want to tell me this truth?"
Song Xiaochun threw his head back and laughed, and instantly thrust the long sword into the ground.
Then, he started waving with his bare hands.
It was obvious that Song Xiaochun did not hold a sword in his hand.
But every time he swung it, it was as if there was an invisible sword in his hand.
As Song Xiaochun swung the long sword, it made bursts of sound.
"Bang"
Song Xiaochun suddenly swung at the big tree on the side, and a sword energy instantly cut the big tree in half.
At this time, Song Xiaochun was shocked.
"Is this the second level of swordsmanship?"
…
go home after school.
Bu Fan was accustomed to lying on the bamboo chair under the peach tree and checking friends' messages at home.
And Huo Qilin and Xiao Luren went to play somewhere on their little white donkeys.
Most of these friend messages are bits and pieces about villagers, but they are still quite interesting to read.
But after a while, Bu Fan was stunned by a piece of news.
[Your friend Song Xiaochun realizes the heart of the sword]
Bu Fan was dumbfounded.
But before he could recover, he heard Song Xiaochun rushing into the yard.
"Stop!"
Bu Fan immediately stopped Song Xiaochun from hugging her.
"Have you refined the heart of the sword?"
Song Xiaochun was stunned.
Bu Fan saw it before he even said anything.
Sure enough, Bu Fan's swordsmanship has been practiced to the point of perfection.
"Tell me how you realized it?"
Bu Fan held his hands behind his back and turned his back to Song Xiaochun, giving him the air of an outsider.
Song Xiaochun knew that Bu Fan was testing him.
Because he can teach him to understand the heart of the sword and can tell at a glance that he has the heart of the sword.
How could you not know?
"You asked me to put it down before. I thought about it for a long time and had no clue. I thought about whether you wanted me to put down my sword and everything else.
Until yesterday, I suddenly realized that the so-called letting go is not just about letting me put down my sword. You want to tell me a truth.
The human heart is like a cup. It is unwilling to let go of anything. If it does not make room, it will fill up more and more, and it is doomed to accomplish nothing.
But if you empty your heart of everything, you can embrace all rivers and tolerate everything..."
The more Song Xiaochun talked, the more excited he became, and he spoke out his thoughts one by one.
Bu Fan opened his mouth.
He actually felt that what Song Xiaochun said was quite reasonable.
Can...
The problem is that he is the one who asked the question.
Why doesn't he know that "letting go" has so much meaning?
"Not bad, that's probably what it means."
Bu Fan coughed dryly, could this be the legendary power of brain supplementation?
"Bu Fan, I have now understood the second level of swordsmanship, what happens after that?"
Song Xiaochun looked at Bu Fan longingly. He became more and more obsessed with swordsmanship and felt that swordsmanship was all-encompassing.
"You'd better keep swinging your sword!"
Bu Fan waved his hand. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue deceiving him, but that he was running out of words.
"I see!"
Song Xiaochun's eyes burst out with dazzling light, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.