1855: C1855 Worry

C1855 Worry

cutie looked at him calmly with a smile on his face.

He looked at Gu Qing Luan, a pair of purple-gold eyes seemingly blazing with fire, as if he wanted to melt Gu Qing Luan. Gu Qing Luan felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so she couldn't help but open her mouth and say, "Don't stare at me."

After she finished speaking, she sat down and looked at the teahouse. There were all sorts of tea leaves on the table.

She pointed and said, "This one."

The cutie lowered his eyes and softly said: "The Second Patriarch's Zen Tea sure is good taste."

Hearing this, Gu Qing Luan raised her head and looked at cutie, somewhat stupefied.

She didn't understand tea.

But the last time, the tea was very tasty. She really liked it.

But this time, she saw that there were other teas on the tea table, so she randomly picked one.

Seeing her confused look, cutie walked over and sat in front of Gu Qing Luan. He took out some tea and started brewing it, while asking, "This tea has a story, do you want to listen to it?"

Hearing this, Gu Qingluan nodded.

"Yes."

cutie's gaze was focused, and he was not looking at Blue Luan, as he was skilled in techniques.

Gu Qing Luan watched the cutie's every move.

Copying and making tea.

"A long, long time ago, there was a monk named Hui Ke who meditated in the Lion's Head Mountain. He built a Buddhist temple on the scented stones, and began chanting Buddhist scriptures to accept disciples.

He had a disciple named Wu Ming. He was born lazy and liked to sleep, which was different from other disciples. His master, Hui Ke, saw this, so he called him over and asked, "Do you remember the green seedlings?"

Wu Ming nodded and said, "I remember. It was born on a cliff by the roadside."

"Remember, you need a fresh seedling. As long as it is a leaf, it will be fine."

Wu Ming could only listen to his master's instructions and go to the cliff's tender leaves.

When he came back, Hui Ke took it over and took it into the kitchen. Wu Ming also followed, and saw that he was carefully rubbing it. His hands were bright green, and then he roasted it all night long.

The cutie said as he glanced at Gu Qing Luan.

Gu Qing Luan listened earnestly, but when she saw the cutie stop speaking, she couldn't help but frown.

"And then?"

Hearing Gu Qingluan's urging, the cutie smiled before continuing to speak, "On the second day, during Zen Temple's morning class, Wu Ming was still drowsy, as if he was still in deep sleep. At this time, Zen Master Hui Ke walked over, and upon seeing Wu Ming's appearance, he couldn't help but loudly shout.

After which, Zen Master Hui Ke brought a cup of tea for him, and after drinking it, he immediately felt a wave of pure and clear Qi enter his heart, and in the blink of an eye, his eyes became clear, his mind became clear, and his heart became clear, which caused his spirit to multiply. Subsequently, due to the fact that the tea had cleared his mind, due to the meditation, he became a high monk. " When his words fell, cutie had already brewed tea and poured a cup for Gu Qingluan.

Gu Qing Luan's eyes widened.

"This tea is actually so effective?"

She stared at the tea in her hand in disbelief.

Regarding this, the cutie gave a light laugh, "Legend has it that this tea contains the essence of the heaven and earth, it is refined by the sun and the moon, it is blessed with the wonders, it does not change in the winter, and it gathers completely in the four seasons.

But these are just legends, they should not be true. Otherwise, if everyone in Martial Cultivators drinks this tea, won't they become unrivaled experts? "

Hearing this, Gu Qingluan gave an "oh" and was unexpectedly a bit disappointed.

That look made cutie want to laugh.

Although this girl had forgotten the past and became the Holy Maiden of the Devil Sect, she was still as innocent as ever.

It seemed like she still retained the image of a former baby.

"Taste it." The cutie urged, "Drink the tea while it's hot."

Gu Qing Luan took a sip and silently savored it. The fragrance of the tea was very rich, and there was also a hint of sweetness within the bitterness.

It was completely different from the afternoon immortal that cutie gave her.

This tea gave off a penetrating feeling. Gu Qingluan really liked it.

She fell in love with it only twice after tasting it.

Gu Qing Luan had been concentrating on her story and hadn't paid any attention to it. Now, upon seeing it, she couldn't help but take a piece and put it into her mouth. The pastry melted in her mouth and matched with the Second Ancestor's meditation tea.

Seeing Gu Qing Luan enjoy it slightly, cutie was also satisfied in his heart.

He had not come to the Devil Sect to cultivate or learn dao, but had instead come for Gu Qingluan. Therefore, he had never been out of the 'Spring Dragon Peak', and he only wanted to be by Gu Qingluan's side. It was enough for him to accompany her and talk, teach her how to make tea, teach her how to taste tea, and give her happiness.

As for what the people from the Devil Sect were thinking, even if he didn't want to, it didn't matter.

It wasn't that he couldn't hear her, but that he didn't want to bother with her.

In his eyes, there was only Gu Qingluan.

With her here, even if the Dragon Soaring Peak was only an inch of land, it was enough to become a part of this world.

This was what the cutie was thinking.

Gu Qing Luan's eyes slightly narrowed as she sat there eating her pastries and drinking her tea. As if she had forgotten that the cutie was right in front of her, she had a faint smile on her face, like a blazing sun in the sky.

After that, cutie spent the entire day teaching Gu Qingluan how to make tea.

The day passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dusk. Gu Qing Luan stood up, and the cutie looked at her as he asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes." Gu Qing Luan replied.

"Watching the sunset?" he asked.

Gu Qing Luan was startled for a moment before she nodded her head.

"This is my habit. Because it's very beautiful, he can calm my mind."

"Do you need someone to accompany you?" The cutie laughed.

This time, Gu Qing Luan did not say anything else and directly left. The cutie did not follow, but watched Gu Qing Luan's figure gradually disappear before his eyes, before withdrawing his gaze and sitting down in the tea house to drink a cup of tea. Watching the figure on the Blue Luan Peak, he only stood up to return to his room when the sky darkened.

Gu Qing Luan looked at the sunset while the cutie looked at her.

Within the palace, Gu Qing Luan sat on the bed. Her legs were bent, her jade-like arms were wrapped around her slender legs, and her chin was gently resting on her knees. Her clear and cold eyes were slightly absent-minded at this moment.

In the past few days, Gu Qingluan had discovered that she had changed.

He became talkative.

After a few days of being together with him, she realized how much he cared about her. Even if she didn't remember him, even if she only remembered him now.

However, he was still the same as before.

It didn't matter if she was the baby Qin or Gu Qingluan that he was talking about.

She could tell that she really loved that baby Qin girl.

For her, he would not hesitate to spend a hundred years of his life. For her, he would slowly become stronger. For her, he would fear neither death nor death. For her, he would give up everything.

At this moment, Gu Qingluan was truly moved.

Was she really Gu Qing Luan?

Was she really the baby Qin he was talking about?

If it was, why did her memories disappear, why did she have no memory of him at all, why did she hate him so much, but if it wasn't, why did she have the same face as that Qin Bing?

Gu Qing Luan swayed.

No one in the Devil Sect had treated her well in the past hundred years.

Her master was good to her because her talent was outstanding. Li Qingfeng was good to her because he liked her looks. The disciples of the Devil Sect were good to her because they feared her and fawned over her.

Therefore, she had never been honest with anyone before.

All of them were doing this for the benefit of others.

Therefore, Gu Qingluan had no feelings. She had been lonely for a hundred years, so she was not used to having feelings.

Until they met with tears in the morning.

This man was even prettier than a woman.

He entered her eyes, her initial look of concern, her current concern.

They all came from the heart.

He was treating Baby Qin well, but he was also treating Gu Qingluan well.

In his eyes, there was no difference.

She memorized every single detail of it.

In the ancient Sacred War, he had a narrow escape from death as he tried to comprehend the techniques on the stone wall. In the ancient Sacred War, he had a narrow escape from death as he tried to comprehend the techniques on the stone wall.

He allowed himself to probe his soul consciousness and comprehend the cultivation technique.

In his memory, there was only one person who was happy. Baby Qin.

The man who looked exactly like him.

She still remembered when she was in pain, it was him who held her in his arms and comforted her softly. No matter how crazy she was, she didn't move an inch.

She could still remember how many times she cried for her.

His eyes were filled with pain, helplessness, heartache and disappointment.1

However, he never gave up.

He came before her time and time again, and used his life's worth of strength to protect someone who was using him coldly for no reason at all.

In the search for the Devil Dao legacy, he had risked his life to save himself, to the point of death.

But he didn't care.

It was as if as long as he was fine, it didn't matter even if he died without a burial ground.

From then on, she knew.

Even if she wanted his life, he would give it to her without hesitation.

Gu Qing Luan's eyes flickered with a faint radiance. Within the cold and empty palace, a smile gradually appeared on her face.

With that smile, the entire palace seemed to light up.

She rolled her eyes and looked at the two sugar figurines beside the bed. Holding them in her hand, she carefully took a large amount and then put them back in place once more.

"Tears of the morning …"

She muttered something, then lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

Gu Qingluan slept very soundly this time.

She had slept very early today because she was looking forward to tomorrow.

The next morning, Gu Qingluan woke up early and waited for the mysterious knock on the door. She waited for two hours, but the knock didn't come. Her expression slightly changed as she got up and opened the door.

There were no pastries or sugar dancers in front of the door.

She pushed open the door and entered, but the palace on the mountain was empty, there was no sign of the cutie. At this moment, Gu Qingluan's gaze flashed with a cold light, and an unprecedented emotion appeared in her heart.

That emotion was called worry!

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