MTL - Don’t Wait for Your Boyfriend in the Crematorium-Chapter 97 my master

"No."

Jiang Qingyue was still stunned, but Ren Shuhan clenched his hand and said calmly, "If he can't be with me, I won't join the Hanshan faction."

This time it's Jian Ci's turn to be silly.

He knows that his setting is a cold master, and he is right, and the setting of the protagonist's attack will be a bit rebellious, and he will be ambiguous about Zhuma's behavior in the early stage, but when it comes to major events, the apprentice does not decision.

Although there is no plot to drive Jiang Qingyue away at this time, in two days, Jiang Qingyue must leave, because he is a villain, pretentious, picky, and Hanshan sends people With little money, I can't afford to support him.

But now, Ren Shuhan's tone is firm, it seems that he is in charge, but he is insignificant!

Jian Ci finally moved his gaze to Ren Shuhan's face.

This was the first time he took a closer look at the man.

The obsession written in , there is only peaceful inquiry.

He must not be the Ren Shuhan in the original book, Jian Ci thought, I am not the Jian Ci in the original book either.

This fact seems to be a hidden secret that only belongs to the two of them, which makes Jianci find a sense of sympathy, and then calms Jianci's anger.

"Yes," he said, "If you want to keep him, you will pay for it yourself. The Hanshan faction does not support idlers."

"No problem."

After Ren Shuhan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand generously to the side, where there were a bunch of gifts that the Jiang family brought to Jianci, and he took out a few of the most valuable pieces from the gifts. take away and hold it in his arms.

Abbreviation: "…"

Jiang Qingyue: “…”

Is this appropriate?

practice.

Ren Shuhan was not satisfied at first. After reading the content of the book, he didn't say anything. He practiced swords in the yard every day, and taught Jiang Qingyue hand by hand.

He got up every morning and ran around the mountain, picked up water, and then woke up Jiang Qingyue, then chopped firewood, cooked rice, practiced martial arts for half a day, read for half a day, just like this moon.

Jian Cicai came again and threw a bow and arrow to Ren Shuhan.

After practicing archery for another month, Jianci brought darts, followed by another month, a total of three months after Hanshan went up, Jianci sent a message to a child and said: "You are a teacher. Now, you can accept entrustment to the sect to work."

Jiang Qingyue was taken aback: This is it?

The male and female were sued by the wicked in Hanshan.

"Wait for me to come back and bring you something delicious and fun." Before leaving, Ren Shuhan touched his head and said.

But after Ren Shuhan came back with the bounty, he was told that Jiang Qingyue went back to Jiang's house.

Jianci said: "The Hanshan School is simple and humble, and it is not as big as the Jiangfu family. He can't take care of himself alone, and he is not used to it, so he took the initiative to go down the mountain and go home. If you don't believe it, you can ask yourself."

Where is Qingyue's home at the foot of the mountain?

Ren Shuhan rode back down the mountain and went back to Jiangfu. From a distance, he saw Jiang Qingyue leaning against the door with a lamp, waiting for him with a smile, as if he was very sure that he would come when he came back Looking for himself, he doesn't seem to care whether he will come, but he will always stand here and wait.

Ren Shuhan has memorized this scene for many years.

This is the first time he clearly realizes the concept of "home" - not a small courtyard in Jiangfu, nor a hut on the remote peak of Hanshan, not any house or courtyard he promised, but This is where Jiang Qingyue is.

Home is where he is.

It was still far away, Ren Shuhan dismounted and approached. The closer he got, the slower the pace. He didn't know how to deal with such a warm moment, for fear that he would say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing. action.

Jiang Qingyue's white clothes seemed to be very soft, which made him imagine the beautiful body under the fabric. The long hair scattered on his shoulders seemed to exude a faint fragrance, which also made him think To reach out and touch.

But in the end, he just restrained his right hand behind his back, shook it secretly, stopped in front of Jiang Qingyue, and asked softly, "Did you wait for a long time?"

Jiang Qingyue shook her head, raised her hand gently, and wanted to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but stopped for some reason and put away the handkerchief.

Ren Shuhan was a little disappointed.

"Finally back," he turned and led Ren Shuhan into the room, "I made you your favorite soup."

Jiang Mansion naturally welcomes Ren Shuhan to come back, and the small yard that he used to live in has been kept. After all, when the immortals ascend in the future, these are all things that immortals have used, and they are honored. So Jiang Qingyue went back and returned, saying that he would stay here in the future, and the Jiang mansion would not disagree. He also took good care of him and let him take care of the future immortals, and even wanted to buy a bigger mansion for Ren Shuhan. , it was Jiang Qingyue who rejected it for a long time.

Everything in the small courtyard is the same as when they went up the mountain.

The dinner was served, and the candlelight reflected Jiang Qingyue's face, looking extremely warm and beautiful, Ren Shuhan could no longer control the feelings in his heart, and wanted to ask him if he was willing to be with him start a family…

But when she spoke, it became: "Why do you want to go down the mountain?"

In fact, Ren Shuhan thought about this question himself, and did not want to ask it.

Because the answer is nothing more than that, Hanshan is not used to living, and he is a little lonely, as long as he agrees to his request, then it doesn't matter where he lives, the specific reason is no longer important.

Jiang Qingyue opened her mouth, but didn't say anything at first. After a while, she organized the language and asked, "What did the master say?"

After saying goodbye to Jianci, Jianci kept asking Ren Shuhan to call himself "Master", not just "Master". There have been more and more things in the years, but there is no refutation. Jiang Qingyue also followed him and called Jianci Master.

"He said that you are not used to living on the mountain alone." Ren Shuhan felt that Jianci was nonsense, so he omitted Jianci's yin and yang description and asked, "Did I leave? In the past few days, who has bullied you?"

Jiang Qingyue shook her head and said with a smile, "No, it's the same as what Master said."

Not really.

He doesn't want to leave, even if there is a possibility that Ren Shuhan, one of ten thousand people, won't come to him, he will never leave, but his body doesn't obey, and he can't say what he wants to say.

After struggling, he could only use his limited freedom to prepare meals in the small courtyard of Jiangfu, waiting for the boy who was his childhood sweetheart to come back, and then go to the door to wait and look, looking forward to him can find it.

The same is true for Ren Shuhan.

The books that Jianci gave him were just some very basic swordsmanship, Ren Shuhan thought he was trying to tell himself that everything was ingenious and that everything was interconnected, as long as the foundation was laid well, everything else It's not important, so I have written down all the above things, and now I don't need to rush back to Hanshan.

But he left.

Ren Shuhan can't explain his behavior, it can only be attributed to "shyness"... Maybe in another two years, when the cultivation base achieves small achievements, he can communicate with his beloved again with ease. ?

"I have four days off every two months," he said to Jiang Qingyue before leaving, "As long as I have free time, I will definitely come to see you."

Jiang Qingyue nodded, watching his back go away.

After that, when Ren Shuhan came back for the first time, it was four months apart, the second time was one year apart, and the third time was four years apart.

He waited in front of the door for five years.

Jiang Qingyue is an idler, and no one in Jiangfu cares about him, so he stands by the door with a lantern every evening, for fear that Ren Shuhan will not be able to see the road when he returns, so he is also giving himself a thought , so that you can hold on.

In the past few years, Ren Shuhan brought him many precious things, no matter where he went, how far he went, he would bring back the best treasures he got, although it was only He was so clumsy that he couldn't say anything, and only stuffed clothes, medicine pills, weapons and the like into Jiang Qingyue's arms.

"I'm a mortal and don't need these."

Jiang Qingyue said this, but he didn't listen, so he had to put it away and hide it like a treasure.

"Even if you are a mortal, you have to practice martial arts to keep fit." When he came back for the last time, Ren Shuhan was very happy. Don't stop, I went to the Immortal Realm this time, and I heard that mortals without spiritual roots can cultivate immortals."

Jiang Qingyue was surprised: "How come?"

"Why not?" Ren Shuhan was very excited that night, instead of returning to Hanshan, he slept with him rarely, and said a lot about the fairy world, "I heard that there are thousands of years It is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, and ordinary people can get spiritual roots by eating it."

"It's too difficult," Jiang Qingyue made the bed for him, let him rest earlier, don't think too much, "It's very dangerous for you to wander outside, but you can't be because of such illusory rumors Force yourself."

Ren Shuhan sat up straight, grabbed his wrist, let him sleep beside him like he did when he was a child, and his eyes seemed to light up when he spoke: "I know, this is too difficult, so I have been searching for so many years and have come so far without telling you, but in the past two years I have dealt with some demon cultivators and found that some demon cultivators without spiritual roots can rely on their family business to swallow other people's golden elixir cultivators... "

Jiang Qingyue shook her head again and again, grabbed his wrist, and said anxiously: "How can you do such a thing? Don't talk nonsense, what are you thinking about?"

Ren Shuhan looked at his hand, was stunned for a moment, his ears were a little red, and then he said: "No, I am now receiving a new task, the target is a murderous demon Head, when I kill him this time, I will hurry back and give you his golden elixir!"

Jiang Qingyue was dumbfounded: "...this is okay too?"

"Why not?" Ren Shuhan was afraid that he was prejudiced against demon cultivators, so he persuaded him for a long time, "You don't need to listen to those evil cultivators in the world, anyway, in the fairy world I have seen, Everyone respects their strength, no one cares about your cultivation of magic and immortals, everyone has their own way, and some magic cultivators become Dao companions with famous and decent fairies..."

Ren Shuhan said this, stuck for a while, and then said again: "Mortal people will always face birth, old age, sickness and death in the future. When you have Jindan, we will go to the fairyland together, and the future will be at least better than Ordinary people live twice as long, isn't it?"

Good or good, but Jiang Qingyue still disagrees.

Sleeve, "When will these days come to an end? I don't want you to risk any more."

Ren Shuhan just looked at him and wanted to hold up his face and kiss his lips, but his raised hands just covered him with a quilt.

"Sleep." He whispered, "I'll think about it again, it's rare for Master to allow me to go out for a night before going back, I'll hurry up and rest first - I haven't seen you for a long time, I've been in a few years. I haven't slept well."

Jiang Qingyue buried her face in the quilt, feeling that he was exuding heat beside her, which was a rare peace of mind, thinking that I would persuade him again tomorrow, and soon fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up.

Ren Shuhan was still sleeping beside him, breathing evenly.

Jiang Qingyue saw her body move in a daze, stood up quietly, and took out a knife from the cabinet next to her.