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Everything in the small courtyard now is the same as when they went up the mountain.
After dinner was served, the candlelight reflected on 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 would like to have a family with him...
It's not the relationship that stops at childhood sweethearts like it is now, but the kind that is one person and two people in a lifetime, starting a family.
But when he spoke, it became: "Why do you want to go down the mountain?"
In fact, Ren Shuhan thought about this question himself, but 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 by himself. As long as he agrees to his request, 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 seeing Jianci, Jianci kept asking Ren Shuhan to call himself "Master", not just "Master". Ren Shuhan also thought about it secretly, thinking that this fellow has not seen more and more things for more than ten years. But there was no refutation, Jiang Qingyue followed him and called Jian Ci the Master.
"He said that you are not used to living on the mountain alone." Ren Shuhan felt that Jian Ci was nonsense, so he omitted the yin and yang descriptions of Jian Ci, and asked, "Did it happen to anyone during the few days I left? bullied you?"
Jiang Qingyue shook her head and said with a smile, "No, it's the same as what Master said."
Actually not.
He didn't want to leave, even if there was a possibility that Ren Shuhan, one of ten thousand people, wouldn't come to him, he would never leave, but his body wouldn't obey, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
After struggling for a while, he could only use his limited freedom to prepare meals in the small courtyard of Jiang Mansion, wait for the boy who was his childhood sweetheart to return, and then wait and look at the door, hoping that he would come over.
The same goes for Ren Shuhan.
He had a lot to say, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just finished the meal silently, cleaned up the dishes, said goodbye to Jiang Qingyue, and sent him back to Hanshan.
The books Jianci gave him were just some very basic swordsmanship. Ren Shuhan thought that he wanted to tell himself that the skill is not good, that everything is compatible with each other. The above things have been written down, and now there is no need to rush back to Hanshan.
But he still left.
Ren Shuhan couldn't explain his behavior, it could only be attributed to "shyness"... Maybe in two years, when the cultivation base has achieved a little success, he will be able to 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, the first time Ren Shuhan came back was four months apart, the second time was one year apart, and the third time was four years apart.
He just waited in front of the door for five years.
Jiang Qingyue was an idler, and no one in Jiangfu cared about him, so he stood by the door with a lantern every evening, fearing that Ren Shuhan would not be able to see the road when he came back, so he gave himself a thought so that he could survive.
In the past few years, Ren Shuhan has brought him many precious things. No matter where he goes, how far he has traveled, he will bring back the best treasures he gets, although he is too clumsy to say anything. Only stuff clothes, medicinal pills, weapons and the like into Jiang Qingyue's arms.
"I'm a mortal, I don't need these."
Jiang Qingyue said this, but he didn't listen, so he had to put it away and hide it carefully like a treasure.
"Even if you are a mortal, you must practice martial arts to keep fit." When he came back for the last time, Ren Shuhan was very happy. I went to the Immortal Realm, 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 going back to Hanshan, he slept with him rarely, and talked a lot about the immortal world, "I heard that there are some rare treasures in heaven and earth that can't be seen in a thousand years. , Ordinary people can get spiritual roots by eating them."
"It's too difficult," Jiang Qingyue made the bed for him and told him to rest earlier, don't think too much, "It's very dangerous for you to wander outside, but you can't force yourself because of such illusory rumors."
Ren Shuhan sat up straight, grabbed his wrist and let him sleep beside him like a child, his eyes seemed to light up when he spoke: "I know, it's too difficult, so I've been looking for so many years and gone. I haven't told you so far, but I have dealt with some demon cultivators in the past two years 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 devil, wait for me to kill this time. He, I will hurry back and give you his golden pill!"
Jiang Qingyue was dumbfounded: "...This is okay too?"
"Why not?" Ren Shuhan was afraid that he was prejudiced against demon cultivators, and persuaded him for a long time, "You don't need to listen to the ill words of those demon cultivators in the world, anyway, in the immortal world I have seen, everyone respects their strengths. No one cares about you cultivating demons and immortals, everyone has their own way, and some demon cultivators become Taoist companions with well-known and decent fairies..."
When Ren Shuhan said this, he was stuck for a while before he said again: "Mortal people will always face birth, old age, sickness and death in the future. When you have Jindan, let's go to the fairyland together. In the future, our life expectancy will be at least double that of ordinary people. Is it not good?"
Good or good, but Jiang Qingyue still disagrees.
"You are getting farther and farther every year now, and your tasks are getting heavier every time. I am here waiting for you all day long..." He bit his lip, lowered his head and grabbed Ren Shuhan's sleeve, "Days like this When will it end? I don't want you to risk any more."