The next day, the news that Su Zhi had been accepted as his disciple spread throughout Qishan in an instant.

Su Zhi, Zi Zhi, was given Qishan clothes, a sword, and a mask engraved with his name. He was assigned to Lian Chiyuan. However, Lian Chiyuan, who had never had a junior brother or sister except Yan Shang in the past fifteen years, even felt disgusted.

So much so that people all over Qishan Mountain were waiting to see Su Zhi's joke.

Su Zhi was assigned to an inner room in the Lotus Courtyard where Lian Chiyuan lived. But before she could serve Lian Chiyuan tea and ask for martial arts, she was sent to the courtyard to clean up fallen leaves. This cleaning lasted an hour.

After sweeping away the fallen leaves, he was sent to the dining room to light the fire. All kinds of troubles continued until it got dark. Su Zhi squatted at the door of the dining room, took two steamed buns from the steamer and ate them fiercely. He had not done so for three days.

While eating, she almost cried with joy when she tasted a bite of steamed buns.

Maybe I was eating in a hurry, so I choked and coughed violently.

"Su Zhi, how dare you eat it secretly?" Zi Zhi, who happened to come to the dining room, saw Su Zhi wolfing down the steamed buns and shouted.

Su Zhi's face turned red from being choked. He finally swallowed it and said, "I didn't eat today."

Zixiao was disdainful and sneered, "Who told you to miss dinner? It's wrong to eat it secretly. Go and clean the master's front hall. Not even a fallen leaf will fall."

Su Zhi stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into his mouth, smiled and nodded. Zi Xing looked at Su Zhi's back and cursed secretly, "Idiot."

Su Zhi paused, glanced at her gently, and said in a neither high nor low voice, neither humble nor overbearing, "Senior Sister, A Zhi is a Qishan disciple like you. If A Zhi is a fool, Senior Sister will be no better."

That was her first time to fight back. Zi Xing stood there looking at Su Zhi's big dark eyes and didn't answer a word for a long time.

The night fell, and Su Zhi's little figure was buried in the night. The broom in her hand made a dull scraping sound on the ground. She didn't understand. In fact, she understood everything. But she didn't want to say anything.

Not far away, Yan Shang frowned and said to Lian Chiyuan beside him, "Is she a fool? How can she bear it when others make things difficult for her?"

Lian Chiyuan looked at Su Zhi's back and said nothing for a long time. Finally, he said, "Let her practice with you tomorrow."

From that day on, it was a sea of ​​misery. As the saying goes, the sea of ​​misery has no limit, and once you turn around, you will find the shore. But there was no turning back for Su Zhi. Two hours before dawn, Su Zhi was pulled out of bed by Yan Shang, and a basin of cold water was poured on his face.

The gauze was soaked and dripping.

After that, Su Zhi got dressed in confusion, and Yan Shang ran up and down Qishan Mountain carrying no less than seven or eight swords. Because there was a barrier on Qishan Mountain, the journey was not too far. At first, Su Zhi's

My body couldn't keep up at all. Let alone going up the mountain, it was very difficult to go down the mountain. Especially when I carried some iron things on my back. Yan Shang was extremely dissatisfied about this and made sarcastic remarks over and over again.

Su Zhi is also doing his best. After more than a month, he can run up and down the mountain without being out of breath. Of course, this is due to the medicinal bath that Lian Chiyuan gives Su Zhi every day. What puzzles Lian Chiyuan is Su Zhi.

The poison in the body dissolves immediately after seeping into it, but the elixir is absorbed with twice the result with half the effort, and is extremely effective.

Su Zhi was also very surprised when he learned that his body was immune to all poisons. But as time went by, he became accustomed to it.

At the end of the physical training, there is the main entrance, sword practice, Qinggong, poison making, medicine, and the Book of Songs. To understand the way of the world, you must understand and learn a thing or two about everything in the world.

Su Zhi was even more sure that this was definitely a special force. But what surprised Su Zhi was that her body was a martial arts practitioner. As long as she could remember it, she could learn it in a short time.

Su Zhi's troublemaking in Qishan has come to an end. No matter how others treat her, she always smiles. As time goes by, no one is happy to make things difficult for her. Secondly, Su Zhi's closeness to Yan Shang and Lian Chiyuan makes them

Intimidated.

At first, Lian Chiyuan was lukewarm, indifferent and speechless towards Su Zhi. But every morning Su Zhi would pick a blue tongue grass for him from the mountain and make it into tea. Before sunset, he would record the poisons he had tried on a

In front of his desk.

Lian Chiyuan's face remained motionless, but she gradually got used to the fragrance of the tea. It was as if she could see Su Zhi's star-like eyes through the crystal wall of the cup.

The longer Su Zhi stayed in Qishan, the more her original lively and cheerful temperament gradually emerged. The original restrained and introverted personality was eliminated by the grinding process.

Of course, what she is best at is getting into trouble. The cholera she causes from time to time gives Lian Chiyuan a headache. But the more she does it, the closer she gets to Yan Shang's temperament, and naturally the two get closer and closer. Su Zhi changes his previous aura, and Yan Shang

Shang's original dislike for her disappeared little by little.

Including Qishan's disciples, they were all driven a little crazy by her naughty temperament. Su Zhi came from the 21st century, and her mind and wisdom, including her love of playing with weird things, brought countless fun to Qishan.

From a bullied little girl to a cute little fox, just in the blink of an eye.

Two years later.

The window is cold and the shadow is alone. Su Zhi is wearing a white brocade robe. His immature hands have two small blisters scratched by the brush. He lowers his head and stares at his crooked handwriting and sighs, "If I can design a ballpoint pen or something, it can be regarded as a benefit to mankind."

?Writing with this brush is too awkward.”

Yan Shang sat on the Suzhi window sill and smiled, "I say, little junior sister, you are a girl who can't write as well as me. It's really unbearable."

Yan Shang jumped down from the window and lifted up Su Zhi's collar, "I've told you many times, don't make up weird things for me. I'm also your senior brother, why don't you be respectful to me and only focus on pleasing Chi Yuan?"

Senior brother? Huh?"

Su Zhi struggled, but she didn't know why she got along with her. She felt very close to Yan Shang, who was against her. So she squinted her eyes and looked at Yan Shang, "Yan Shang, let me teach you a foreign language. It's easy to learn. From now on.

Research and study the code words of Qishan to ensure that no one in the world can decipher them."

Yan Shang let go of his hand and rubbed Su Zhi up and down a lot. This little girl was so strange, her behavior, conversation, and work were all incompatible with the people here. However, the fresh tightness, and the childlike side of the boy was instantly revealed. Her waist was a

Wan, met Su Zhi face to face, "I believe your so-called foreign language for the time being, but no one is allowed to know about this matter, not even senior brother."

Su Zhi nodded and said, "Then, senior brother punished me to copy the eleventh national motto, you can write half of it for me."

"you."

"It's mine. If you can't make it out in the future, I won't have time to teach you."

Not long after, I saw two small figures lying on the table, laughing and drawing on the paper with a brush.

When I got tired of writing, I started to have fun.

Yan Shang stared at the white brocade coat covered in ink that Su Zhi had swiped at, and frowned. "You dare to try shaking it off."

Su Zhi nodded, "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a black landscape appeared on Yan Shang's white brocade clothes again.

"You are looking for death." Yan Shang drew his sword and stepped forward. Su Zhi jumped up and broke out of the window.

In the courtyard, the flowers were in full bloom. There was a faint fragrance, and two white clothes danced like neon lights in the dark night. The sound of swords was melodious. Su Zhi Jian Yan Shang did not let himself go at all, and the force of his fingers became even more fierce.

Yan Shang still easily opened the Su Zhi sword, with a smile on his lips. "Are you practicing swordplay or dancing? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

On the verge of breaking out, his eyes dazzled slightly. In just a moment, he caught a glimpse of Lian Chiyuan, who was watching the two of them above the roof of the courtyard.

Lian Chiyuan's black hair was blown up by the wind, intertwined with the white mask in the air, her tall and straight figure was like a delicate sculpture, and a pair of pupils that could accommodate all kinds of rivers made Su Zhisheng pause in his movements. Yan Shang didn't know it, and he didn't realize it until the sword was out.

Su Zhi had no intention of hiding. He was about to pierce Su Zhi's shoulder and forcefully pulled it back. However, it still penetrated Su Zhi's shoulder, and there was a slight sound of flesh and blood tearing.

The pain of cutting the skin made Su Zhi frown, and his eyes turned back. Yan Shang was even more stunned, unable to even use the strength of the sword. He looked at Su Zhi and opened his mouth, but did not say a word.

"Are you going to keep going like this?" Su Zhi was amused by Yan Shang's eyes.

With a glance, he pulled out the sword and shouted, "Are you crazy? Why don't you hide?"

Su Zhi stretched out his hand to cover the bleeding shoulder and moved closer to Yan Shang, "Oh, senior brother, you hurt me and you are so angry. I just suddenly thought that the eleventh national training has not been copied yet. This

Just thinking about it makes me dizzy."

Yan Shang was furious, "You deserve it for being so inattentive in your sword practice." After all, he hurriedly took some medicine from A Hua, and by the way, he also took out the Eleven National Instructions that he wanted to copy.

"You took the medicine yourself. I'll copy these for you."

"It's a small matter. But this is what you want to copy. If your senior brother asks, don't deny it." Su Zhi narrowed his eyes.

However, Yan Shang's eyes hurt from Su Zhi's smile, and he shouted, "Go quickly, you're not afraid of death."

Su Zhi watched Yan Shang's back disappear into the courtyard before she lowered her head and returned to the room. No candles were lit, and everything was dark. She closed the door gently, covered her shoulders and leaned against the door, feeling sad for a moment.

Aren't you afraid of death?

What is the concept of death? For Su Zhi, she wanted to live. She wanted to live since she came to this world. But today, she felt bone-piercing pain because of a look in her eyes. It seemed that suddenly, when she saw that look again, she felt

I was so confused. I didn't even know what he looked like, but my heart palpitated. I reached out and patted my face, and took a breath to cheer up.

The window made a slight noise. Su Zhi was very alert. "Who?"

The window was wide open, and the moonlight was settling. A small and crystal clear white porcelain vase came into view. My heart was suppressed, and I called softly, "Chi Yuan, senior brother?" No one answered.

Touching the crystal bottle with his fingers, it felt slightly cold. His already chaotic heart was even more agitated and had nowhere to go. How could he be so deep and pretend to be mysterious at such a young age? He said loudly, "Senior brother said, don't keep things belonging to strangers."

." He raised his hand and threw the medicine bottle out of the window.

Sure enough. The next second, Lian Chiyuan appeared at the window with a stern expression as if he had eaten shit. He was still holding the medicine bottle thrown out of the window by Su Zhi. His voice was a little cold, "When did I say that I was a stranger?"

Can’t we take away people’s things?”

"You said it now." Su Zhi raised his eyebrows, although Chi Yuan couldn't see it.

His face darkened again and his eyes were indifferent. This kid.

Seeing that Lian Chiyuan's expression was not good, Su Zhi chuckled, leaned forward, and pulled at the wound. He grinned in pain, but still snatched the medicine bottle from Chi Yuan's hand. "Since it was given by my senior brother, then...

Not a stranger. I reluctantly accepted it. Senior brother, there is no need to worry about me. Good night." He reached out and closed the window.

Chi Yuan was separated from the window, and his face was blue, black, and blue. Worried about you? After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but ask before leaving. "Good night, what do you mean?"

Green bamboos and green paintings, magnolias are fragrant. The windows are cold and people are standing there. If you close the window, you won’t see, but if you open the window, you won’t know. If a heavy rain can wash away the palpitations at this time, it would be great.

Su Zhi held the small porcelain vase and smiled at last. That was a sentence with so many meanings from a time and space that you never knew. Brother, what kind of explanation are you asking? Bah, that's pretentious.
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