Chapter 8： See you at first sight

The training is finished, the young man surnamed Xu shines up on the tall buttocks: "Apologize to people, then roll. Your qualifications are cancelled this year, and the next year's emperor sacrifices Come back later."

The tall and short people are dripping with sweat, face like gold paper, clothes are wet, and they can't stop the dagger on the ground: "Xie Xu brother, Xie Xu brother... ask the brothers not to tell Zhou, or we must be expelled from Ying Tianchuan ......"

Master Xu’s mouth couldn’t help but sway, and swayed the folding fan. “When you vented Ying Tianchuan? If Zhou Beinan knew that you were in my hands, don’t blame your brains.”

The tall and short duo shivered: "..."

To tease them enough, Xu Xingzhi no longer harassed them, and they apologized to the boys.

Without the permission of Xu Xingzhi, they hung their heads and did not dare to get up, and the boy only looked at Xu Xingzhi, full of curiosity.

Xu Xingzhi asked the boy: "How are you willing to forgive them?"

The boy did not look at the tall and short, and nodded in the face of Xu Xingzhi: "Well!"

Xu Xingzhi leaned down and smashed one hand and pushed forward: "Scroll, don't give me four disciples who are shameful."

With the order of Xu Xingzhi, the two men smashed the knives, wandered and smashed, and ran faster than the rabbit.

Xu Xingzhi lifted his foot and tried to walk, but he was held by a small paw and put on his clothes.

The boy was on tiptoe and tried to hand the floating jade fruit to him.

"I don't need this."

"East Emperor Sacrifice. Don't you?" The boy blinked and tried to sell. "...they both wanted it. Send you."

Xu Xingzhi smiled and pressed the boy's small claws with a folding fan: "They are participating in the competition, I am not. I am the order officer of the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Conference."

The boy did not understand, but had to grasp the clothes of Xu Xingzhi, as if he wanted him to give an explanation.

Nothing left and right, Xu Xingzhi looked down at the broken jade chain on the neck, and determined that there was no abnormality in Zhuyu. Only then did the boy go to the bluestone where he was sitting on the knees, jumped up, and patted himself to indicate the man. The child came to sit.

The boy also walked over the water and sat down next to Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi said: "You don't recognize life."

The boy boldly reached out to see the jade chain between Xu Xing's neck, and was caught by one of Xu Xing.

A spiritual force quietly infiltrated the boy's body through the wrist veins, but the boy's face was as usual, allowing Xu Xingzhi's spiritual power to wander around his own singular eight veins.

Xu Xingzhi sighed in surprise: "It is a child with a spiritual root."

The boy is holding a pair of ignorant eyes: "What is Linggen?"

Xu Xingzhi explained: "If anyone wants to ask for immortality, if you want to achieve something, roots, understanding and hard work are indispensable. Your spiritual root is very good. Little guy, what about your mother?"

The boy bowed his head and looked at his toes: "No."

One of Xu Xing, then comforted: "Nothing, I have not."

The boy buried his head lower: "I have never seen my parents since I was born."

"... almost." Xu Xingzhi said easily, "My mother went early, I only have one brother. If my master Qing Jingjun accepted me as an apprentice, I am afraid that I am still on the street with a group of small gangsters." ”

Speaking of this, Xu Xingzhi opened the fan as usual, ready to fan himself. I didn't expect the boy to hold his palm and squeeze it with distress.

In order to appease Xu Xingzhi, the boy also took the floating jade fruit: "Fruit. Give it to you."

Xu Xingzhi smiled and refused to push the fruit again: "The first time I came to make Qiushan, I grabbed two fruits. I stole one. I was juicy and juicy, but I also ate more scum and fangs. unpalatable."

The boy particularly agreed to nod and nodded the fruit that Xu Xingzhi judged as “not good to eat” and raised the question: “You just said, ‘order officer’, what is that?”

Xu Xingzhi patiently answered: "The four gates of Immortal Road will hold the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Conference every two years. Originally, the disciples did not divide the inside and outside the door, and they competed for sacrifices. The more sacrifices they received, the more precious they would be. The sacrificial priest of the emperor's sacrifice. I have been a sacrificial officer for six years. It is too tired. Therefore, after the consultation, the four first-in-comers do not participate in the competition, but serve as the order officer, in charge of several areas, so as not to compete. There is a problem in the middle."

After all, he used his fingertips to prop up the chain of beads and jade between his neck, and pointed the above flashes to the boy: "Hey, I am in charge of Yushan, Lingqiu, Zhangye, Qitu, and Taihua." The sacrifices are quite rare, and there are often monster guards; if there are disciples who use the spiritual power in these five places, I will go to help."

Having said that, Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but think of it for half a month ago, and he had been here for the rituals.

He searched the whole mountain, but he did not find any trace of ‘颙’, and the floating jade fruit was also no animal guard.

These treasures are actually like a pile of wild watermelons that grow in the mountains and wait for the rotting, which is strange.

Xu Xingzhi explained: "I originally thought that the disciples who came to Qiushan to find floating jade fruit did not need to use force. It was a big bargain. I didn't expect them to use force and give you a mortal shot."

The boy showed a scared expression with his eyes. He couldn’t help but feel soft and touch his hair.

The boy was not so licked by his hair, first shrug his shoulders, and then his expression was strangely relaxed. Then he uncontrollably showed an unspeakable expression, and he blinked comfortably.

Seeing this situation, Xu Xingzhi is amazed.

If he is a small cat, he should be enchanted and snoring.

Xu was touched too comfortable, the boy simply squatted on Xu Xingzhi's leg, using Xu Xingzhi's knee as a pillow, and asked purely: "...What is ‘颙’.”

Xu Xingzhi was surprised that he was so familiar with himself that he poked his tender cheeks with a fan.

A poke of a pit, feels very good.

Xu Xingzhi recalled the scorpion of the monster's green face and the smoldering jade fruit that touched it, and he had to chase the horrible appearance of the person not to sneak away, and did not want to answer: "It is not a good thing anyway."

The boy continued to ask questions: "Where is it going?"

Xu Xingzhi couldn't figure out the problem. He guessed himself: "...maybe he moved?" He glanced at the fruit on the boy's foot. "Is this fruit also up the mountain?"

The boy lowered his head and licked his finger: "...well."

Xu Xingzhi asked: "There are different animals on this mountain. Are you not afraid?"

The boy’s eyes were slightly bent and he smiled very sweetly. He looked at it too much. “I only came here half a month ago. People under the mountain said that there are monsters in the mountains, and there are delicious fruits. I have not seen If you have a monster, you want to go up the mountain to see it."

Xu Xingzhi thought that this child without a mother is quite a tiger.

Very good, with a virtue.

After a long while, he turned over the arch of Xu Xingzhi: "Master Xu, what is your name?"

Xu Xingzhi replied very cheerfully: "What is screaming and Xu Xing," Xu Xingzhi. What about you?"

The boy is very proud of his chest: "Light."

Xu Xingzhi can not help but: "Ha ha ha ha ha."

The boy is surprised: "Is my name not good?"

He explained to Xu Xingzhi that he used to live on a mountain separated by hundreds of miles and was taken home by an hunter. When he was raised to four years old, the Orion accidentally fell to death while hunting.

The Orion family is poor, can't afford clothes, and always only uses him to wrap his body with animal skin. After the hunter died, he broke his food and clothing, and lost the animal skin when he went down to eat.

Later, after he was undressed, he was surrounded by several children and laughed. They were thrown stones by them and they were taken nicknames.

The boy was very wronged and said: "At that time they all called me light. I think this name is very nice."

Xu Xingzhi laughed and patted his legs: "Ha ha ha ha ha."

After chatting for a long time, Xu Xingzhi’s hustle and bustle, pushing the head of the child: “Get up. Erguang, I am leaving.”

It was too late to correct Xu Xingzhi’s name for himself. The boy quickly climbed up and begged: "Xu Shixiong, stay here."

Xu Xingzhi feels a little funny, touches his hair and says, "What can I do if I stay here?"

The boy looks innocent: "Leave here to accompany me. You are interesting, I want to be with you forever."

Xu Xingzhi pinched his nose and smiled: "...I am afraid this is not possible."

The boy’s expression changed slightly.

His index finger and thumb are slightly combined, and a dozen vines circulate from the back of the Qingyan back, and walk along the rock face, such as the snake.

Xu Xingzhi did not seem to find out what he was doing. He jumped into Qingyan and took a shot of the dust on his butt.

At the beginning of the millennium, the boy's spirits suddenly moved, loosening the tight fingers, the vines immediately retracted to the ground, disappeared without a trace.

He crouched down, untied the vines on his feet, grabbed them in a few steps, and grabbed the wide sleeves of Xu Xingzhi: "Xu Shixiong! I am holding this, can you enter your door?"

He diligently handed the treasure of the treasure to the radish, and swayed in front of Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi's eyebrows.

...... This child has no family, Linggen is out again, like a piece of jade, it is indeed a talent for cultivation and refining.

It is a pity that he is alone in the mountains and villages, and it is pity.

Xu Xingzhi took over this bunch of floating jade fruit, and after careful thought, he said: "...not at all. But our generation still does not let the apprentices.... I will take you back first, you have a good root, and Bring this bunch of fruit back, Shi Shu Shi Bo will like you, when you are willing to go under the door of Fengling Mountain, you tell me."

The boy shook his head firmly, his eyes were bright and moving: "...I just want to be a brother with you, I don't want others."

Xu Xingzhi is happy: "You really will pick. My master Qing Jingjun is the owner of Fengling Mountain."

After all, he caught the boy's hand, grabbed him, and took it into his arms. His finger hit the biggest one among his neck, and he urged the spirit.

I saw a light-colored birch light ignited from his fingertips, and Xu Xingzhi’s arm was stretched, throwing the light wheel as small as a fingernail into the air.

If the light wheel absorbs water, it looks like the wind is long, and there is a door in the blink of an eye.

Xu Xingzhi hugged the boy and warmly ordered: "Close your eyes."

The boy fell in the arms of Xu Xing, tightened the clothes on his chest, buried his face in his chest, and his forehead was light against his collarbone: "Well."

Xu Xingzhi jumped into the blue light door, and with a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the wilderness with the boy.

When the scene is changed, it will take half a moment, and Xu Xingzhi will land.

The surrounding scene is no longer a deep valley, and it is light and smoky. In the Gaotai Xiujing, Chi Ting Huanhua, the disciples of Xianmen, who wore different clothes, came and went, and met Xu Xingzhi. They all stopped and respectfully called out "Xu Shixiong is good."

Xu Xingzhi's hand folded fan, holding a boy with one hand, was accustomed to the ceremony, and whispered in his ear: "Two light, here, don't say you call Guangguang, let alone explain to you" How did the name of Light come? Did you know?"

The child in his arms slammed: "Okay. Brother Xu, what should I call?"

Xu Xingzhi used the fan to lick the ear and also stuck the shell.

Soon, Xu Xingzhi stopped in front of a person.

Like the disciples of Danyangfeng, Qu Chi, Zhu Yisu belt, wide robes and wide sleeves, a handle of jade handle lying quietly between his arms, the roots are white and flowing down.

He greeted Xu Xingzhi with a warm tone: "Returned from Lingqiu Mountain? What is the situation there?"

Xu Xingzhi is not in a hurry to answer. He looks around and says, "What about Zhou Fatzi?"

Qu Chi answered: "North to the Qingqiu. Snow dust went to Shuguangshan. I just came back from Zhaoshan."

Xu Xingzhi was surprised: "This year is busy enough. Snow dust has gone.... I have nothing big here, I have encountered two fools who should be Tianchuan. I will learn the lesson."

Qu Chi noticed the glory in the arms of Xu Xing: "This child is..."

Xu Xingzhi naturally replied: "It is the child I came back from, and the roots are good." He turned and showed the child's face to Qu Chi. "Look, it's beautiful."

The child was praised by Xu Xing, and his arm was tightened, and the land was smashed in his arms.

Qu Chi smiled lightly: "You love to raise children."

Xu Xingzhi’s eyes stunned and said: “Envy? Don’t you raise it? Can’t afford it?”

Qu Chi smiled helplessly: "...What is his name?"

Xu Xingzhi: "... 呃 - heavy light."

Qu Chi can't laugh and cry: "...how it sounds like you are up."

One of Xu Xing’s eloquent nonsense: “Where there is. Do not believe you ask him.”

Heavy light quickly accepted this hasty setting: "Yes."

Xu Xingzhi smiled.

The name of the heavy light seems to be really good, as for the surname...when he goes back and flips through the hundreds of surnames.

Qu Chi asked: "Are you carrying him like this?"

Xu Xingzhi held the heavy light and walked along. "I'm afraid I have to carry it all the time, but now I can't afford it. There are too many things. If there is something wrong with the mountain, I have to rush."

Before he waited for the light to digest the meaning of his words, Xu Xingzhi yelled at a group of Fenglingshan disciples wearing the same color clothes: "... nine lights, small lights!"

A young boy who is not much older than Meng Zhongguang turned and turned.

The young and beautiful, but naturally with a cold feeling, as if the world has nothing to do with him.

However, after seeing Xu Xing, his eyes gave birth to a human breath in the air. Some sharp edges and corners softened into three thousand weak waters: "Is the brothers back?"

... He didn't even look at the light in his first sight until he noticed that Xu Xingzhi's one-handed hand held the heavy light, and the light suddenly cooled down.

Heavy light smashed his head.

Xu Xingzhi put down the heavy light and pushed it in the direction of the Jiuzhi lamp: "The small lamp, this is the heavy light. You take care of him first, give him some food and clothing."

Nine branches of light and eyebrows wrinkled, and reluctantly answered: "Yes, brother."

There is no emotion in the light. He turned his back and looked up at Xu Xingzhi with his head: "Xu brother, I will be very embarrassed. When will you pick me up?"

Xu Xingzhi leaned down and touched his soft and strange hair: "The three days are the games before the Emperor's sacrifice. It will be busy, but I will go to the small lamp to see you tonight."

The heavy light picked up his toes, and he did not notice, and kissed his cheek.

He has a small hand and a sweet candy flickering in his eyebrows: "...Xu brother, I am waiting for you."