Xiao Qing lived a happy life in Qinglongmen, and her mood was much more peaceful than in a prosperous city. In the fortress made of reinforced concrete, she felt very depressed. Everyone looked at her with strange eyes. She was ridiculed, sarcastic, sympathetic, and pity. No matter which expression was, it was not what she wanted to see.

People in Qinglongmen do not, whether it is the cold and proud Lin Qianxue or the gentle and kind Lin Zhaoyun, or even the little fat man who comes to deliver food to her every day, they look at themselves very normal. It is so normal that they forget the scar on their faces, there are no good-looking clothes and snacks. There is no Internet, no bar, no all the enjoyment that young people pursue, but other people's eyes have made her feel a sense of belonging.

Xiao Qing even thought to herself that if her face cannot be cured, she will stay here to live in seclusion for the rest of her life. Aren’t people outside looking for a pure land of their souls everywhere? She has found it.

When Song Yun came to find Xiao Qing, she was sitting on a bamboo chair in the corridor basking in the sun, quietly holding a roll of dark yellow ancient books reading. Song Yun walked in and saw that it was an ancient version of "Cai Gen Tan".

"If you experience the hundreds of tastes of life, you can achieve "the wind and rain are in a hurry, and the feet are firm. The flowers are thick and the willows are bright and the eyes are high. The road is dangerous and the road is dangerous and the head is early." Song Yun grabbed her chair back with both hands, leaned forward, and asked with a smile. This is the first time he has visited Xiao Qing in a few days after bringing her here. It is not that he ignores her, but that he is really busy.

First, we cleaned the forces of the Presbyterian Church and those who were loyal to the Presbyterian Church.

Then there was a cumbersome ceremony to take over the sect leader, and then the forces outside Qinglong Gate were scrupulous. What was even more hateful was that the old man ignored everything after abdicating. As for Qinglong, the original sect leader, was still wandering around, no one knew where he was, so this time the old man gave the huge sect to himself. Fortunately, Yingzi and Junior Sister Qianxue helped him a lot, otherwise he would not even have time to eat, sleep and poop.

"Ah, why are you here?" Xiao Qing was thinking about something and was ecstatic when someone suddenly spoke behind her back, which woke her up.

"I am not afraid of favor and disgrace. I am free to watch the flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard. The saying is attracted by the world, but most people don't know its origin. But when I was seven years old, do you think I am very knowledgeable?" Song Yunyi joked with a face. He could see that Xiao Qing looked very good. She abandoned the first bathing and inferiority complexion, and now she looks very quiet and peaceful.

Xiao Qing pursed her lips slightly. Although it was very light, it still made people see that she was laughing.

"Brother Song, your face is always thick. What happened a few days ago? It was noisy all day long, and I felt that everyone's expressions were very strange. If you don't let me go out, I don't know what happened. I heard the sound of cannons that night, what are you busy with?"

Seeing Xiao Qing laughing, Song Yun felt happy. She deliberately concealed the matter of her injuries and the major changes in the master's sect. She brought it back by herself. She was afraid that the loyal forces loyal to the Presbyterian Church would attack her, so Song Yun did not dare to let her go out. She was arranged to live with Senior Sister Zhaoyun, and Song Yun specifically told her not to tell her these things.

"It's okay." Song Yun shook his head and said, "I'll take you to meet someone today."

Xiao Qing knew that he was unwilling to tell her, and she didn't mind either. She was already shocked by some of the things she saw, but she didn't expect that there would be such a person like Fang in the 21st century. When she heard Song Yun say she wanted to take her to see someone, she couldn't help but feel moved and asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you going to see?"

"A weird guy" Song Yun laughed loudly, but he was not optimistic. I hope that guy doesn't mention too much conditions.

Song Yun took Xiao Qing out of the huge courtyard of Qinglongmen and walked towards the back mountain. The sun was lazily shining on the two of them, the soil was still a little wet, and unknown birds sang on the bare branches. Song Yun deliberately coughed, and they flew away in panic. The mountains surrounded by clear springs, the air was quiet and leisurely, the world was quiet and beautiful, and an excellent place to cultivate one's own character.

Along the way, I regained my memories all the way. That cliff was where I caught rabbits in the summer, the row of dense thorn trees could grow delicious red fruits, the open one was where I saved my shadow, and the stream was where I deceived Senior Sister Zhaoyun, Qianxue and the others to take a bath.

It was an afternoon, and the weather was stuffy, and then they wandered in the woods and discovered the stream. Song Yun said to them seriously, "If you are hot, you can take a shower here."

Senior Sister Zhaoyun looked at him vigilantly and asked, "Where are you?"

Song Yun replied seriously: "I'll give you the wind at the door." Unable to stand the temptation of Qingquan, several little girls who had just developed their bodies took off their clothes and jumped into the water after Song Yun left. They were too confident about Song Yun's character. When they just jumped into the water, Song Yun also ran over. Song Yun was a very unpicky child. Although those girls were still developing, Song Yun looked at it with relish for an afternoon.

Song Yun walked along the way and Xiao Qing listened quietly. Sometimes she would ask curiously. Of course, when Song Yun talked about Qingxi taking a bath, he slightly processed the story. For example, her junior sisters were going to take a shower and forced him to guard the door at the intersection.

Xiao Qing really smiled this time. She wanted to hold it back, but she couldn't control it. Then she turned her face, but her back was trembling. Song Yun looked at her turning side face from behind, thinking in her heart that she would let the weird man cure Xiao Qing's face no matter what. No matter what conditions he proposed.

The two walked forward for a while, crossed several mountain hurdles, and saw an open area. A small thatched hut was located among several big trees.

"Here?" Xiao Qing asked in surprise. She began to feel guilty when she saw this transparent house. Is there such a master? Even if he is a master, what instrument can heal her face? Because Song Yun and the old man's words made her have great hope for this weird person. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Yes. Here." Song Yun nodded with a smile.

"Brother Song" Xiao Qing stopped and took a step on the hut, and hope disappeared.

"Well. What's wrong?" Song Yun thought for a while and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid. If he wants, he can really cure you."

From a distance, the two saw a man sitting in front of the hut. Song Yun smiled at the man, but Xiao Qing's heart was dancing even more violently.

This is an old man in his fifties, with a shriveled figure and thin body, wearing a long robe with the Green Dragon Gate logo. Song Yun suspected that the robe was secretly given to him many years ago. The blue color turned into earth-gray, tattered and tattered long waxy hair tangled together. It seemed that some days had not been washed. His face was gray and he couldn't see the original skin color. He was holding a weasel who had been caught from there in his arms, holding a blade in his right hand and was performing surgery on the weasel. The weasel's belly had been cut open by him, and blood was flowing out, and he did not wear gloves, soaking his hands.

Xiao Qing frowned, looked at it for a few seconds and quickly turned her head, then covered her mouth and started to retching. She wanted to escape. But Song Yun said that he could cure his face was like a spell, and she could not move her footsteps after all.
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