What To Do If The Heroine Ran Out Of The Book?

What To Do If The Heroine Ran Out Of The Book? Chapter 212

2022-03-09

Chapter 212 Butterfly Flying

Heavy snow soon covered the top of the mountain.

It was dusk, and the little girl who was taking care of the flowers and plants was wearing thick furs and her face was red from the cold. She rubbed her hands to the edge of the cliff to care for the plum blossoms, for fear of being crushed by the snow.

Under normal circumstances, the lower sect master doesn't need them to take care of it. The Sect Master moves his own dive sense, and the whole mountain is neat and tidy, and there is no need for anyone to wait on it. Moreover, the flowers and plants in the mountains are all fairy plants, which cannot be crushed by snow.

But the Sect Master does retreat from time to time, and the sect still arranges people to take care of the mountain, which is also a decent sect, and it doesn't sound good to say that the Sect Master is alone and unattended.

Qiu Wuji also let them toss and toss, and it would be good for someone to upload and download things when needed.

In fact, they are maids and maids in disguise, usually just entered Qi Refinement period small Disciple to do this.

But Disciples are still eager to come to the main peak to serve, and it is an honor to help the Sect Master! What's more, the Sect Master, although his face is cold, treats Disciples very well. He can also get personal guidance from time to time. Disciples who go out from the main peak often become the backbone of the sect.

After many years, those who have been selected to serve at the main peak are all joyful and incomparable, and those who are in the snow are also happily running to take care of the flowers and plants. I hope that the main peak can be beautiful and suitable It has to be where the upper sect master lives.

As a result, today's little girl came to the edge of the cliff and was dumbfounded.

A man crouched over there, sniffing his nose, was removing snow from flowers and plants. The heavy snow fell on his own head and was covered in white, looking so pitiful.

The little girl recognized that this was the original Disciple that the Sect Master had expressed. Everyone was jealous before, but after watching this scene, the jealousy disappeared. How does it look like being abused?

Would Sect Master bully Disciple?

little girl came to her side and asked carefully, "This Senior Brother...oh no, your seniority..."

She thought about it and clapped her hands: " Hello, little Martial Ancestor."

Chu Ge lifts the head, raising a snowflake: "Hey, little girl, you are not too young, just Martial Ancestor, isn't it your wife Martial Ancestor?"

"How can there be so many wives!" little girl akimbo: "Elders accept Disciple, and it takes many, many years to accept a batch! Just like Sect Master accepts you after so many years!"

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The word "receive" is a bit ambiguous, little girl...Chu Ge smiled when he heard it: "The tone of speaking to Martial Ancestor? Come on, give me a salute first."

The little girl reluctantly cup one fist in the other hand, doing a Jianghu ritual.

Chu Ge doesn't care, he thinks it's fun.

The little girl saw that this little Martial Ancestor seemed to be very easy-going, and she didn't even care about her rudeness... She glanced left and right like a thief, and asked quietly: "Little Martial Ancestor, are you being rude? Sect Master punished?"

Chu Ge looked down at the flowers with a smile: "No, this is my homework today."

"Homework? Squatting here to see the flowers?"

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"Yes, look at every grass and every tree, see every soil and stone, see flying snow falling, see insects lurking... Look at every inch of texture, it's so real."

little girl: " ..."

"We are cultivation." Chu Ge said with a smile: "This is the state of mind, Martial Nephew granddaughter looks good and studies hard."

"Before saying this Can you wipe your snot first?"

Chu Ge subconsciously wiped his nose, only to realize that his soul body has an impossible runny nose, and was coaxed by the little girl...

little girl Dale: "Giggle...it's a new Disciple just entered, and it still looks old-fashioned and in a good mood!"

Chu Ge said ill-humoredly: "Really, your Sect Master said, otherwise I would just squat outside to look at the flowers in a snowy day!"

little girl hesitated: "Really?"

Chu Ge nodded hard.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, and squatted aside with her knees on her back, learning to look at flowers like Chu Ge.

No matter how you look at it, it's nothing to see, I've watched it for so many years...

"Little Martial Ancestor...is there really something to see?"

"Maybe there is, I don't know..."

At least in my heart, this world has a real feeling, the snow will be cold, the flowers will be fragrant, and the silly little girl.

That's not something that words can replace.

Actually, this little girl, Chu Ge never wrote about it... He only wrote about the Disciple to take care of the mountain, and he simply didn't even think about what the Disciple was, it was Cloudridge Sect I chose it by myself...

And when the minor character that I had taken with me stood in front of me, it was so real with a frown and a smile.

Chu Ge is even a little moved, a feeling that is really hard to describe.

Qiu Wuji stood in the house, looking through the window to the back of the one big and one small squatting on the edge of the cliff in a daze, the snowflakes were stacked like two snowmen.

She smiled slightly, not eating the little girl's vinegar, she knew what Chu Ge was thinking.

This is indeed a cultivation, which belongs to him alone.

Others also imitate him, what's the use of squatting on the edge of the cliff and looking at the flowers...for nothing?

Qiu Wuji finally said, "Xuanji, watching the grass and trees, there is indeed something to gain, but it is not a realm that you can understand at the moment. You might as well remember your little Martial Ancestor's advice, and look at it again in a hundred years."

The little girl stood up with her numb knees and let out a dizzy "oh".

Remembering that I haven't finished my work yet: "Aiya, Sect Master, I didn't mean to be lazy, I'm going to sweep the snow..."

"You go to the backyard. Let's clean it up, your little Martial Ancestor will take care of the snow removal and pruning here in front of the mountain."

little girl salutes: "Yes. Then Disciple is going to the backyard."

"Go ahead. ."

The little girl took a peek at Chu Ge, Chu Ge was still looking at the flowers, but his expression didn't change. She has a little sympathy, what kind of Disciple, the treatment is similar to our handyman Disciple...

The little girl left along the mountain road, Qiu Wuji walked slowly to Chu Ge, and looked down at the cliff with his hands behind his back. Mist: "Want to go out for a walk? Always stay at the top of the peak."

"Go out to visit the various peaks of the sector?" Chu Ge said with a smile: "I always think I'm trying to pretend. "

"It's up to you to pretend, but it's better to keep mysterious... Then again, there aren't many sects who can recognize you. If you wear a uniform and hold a life card, consider yourself a common disciple." No one asks you if you are wandering around, but at least there is a premise."

"What premise?"

"My sect's mentality and introductory Sword Art, at least you have to master it. , otherwise you are just watching the flowers, and you have no sense of integration."

"I have learned the mental method." Chu Ge smiled without looking up: "Just when I was chatting while watching the flowers."

"en?" Qiu Wuji was stunned: "I only asked you to memorize the formula, and I haven't said anything about the practice route..."

"A long time ago, You taught me before I even started cultivation, 12 Virtuous Scriptures or something... At that time, my body was weak, so I stopped, and after I recovered, I changed to the Golden Bell Cover."

Qiu Wuji looked Some memories.

Yeah, there's still such a thing... I did teach him the practice route at that time, but he meridian couldn't bear it.

So he still remembers...

"Then I'll teach you basic sword techniques." Qiu Wuji was afraid that he wouldn't learn it, so he added with a stern face: "Although you are there It's not suitable to use swords, anyway, here you are walking in the name of my Disciple, so you have to learn swords!"

"Of course I have to learn it...I'm not always in the mountains, one day, I want to be with you Hand in hand with swords, we can swim together, how can we do without a sword?"

Qiu Wuji looked happy, and quickly turned back and handed him a sword: "This is when this Eminence was young... uh , this Eminence has always been young, this is the Guhong sword that I used before, and now I give it to you, I look forward to treating you like a teacher..."

Chu Ge took the sword, touched it twice, and kissed it .

Qiu Wuji: "?"

Chu Ge took a half step back holding the sword: "Take it like a teacher..."

Qiu Wuji pulled out his own limpid autumn water Ningbi: "The villain, look at the sword!"

Chu Ge ran away.

"Don't run, come here!" He was grabbed by the collar at once, Chu Ge kicked his legs in the air for a long time, his head drooping and he couldn't move.

Qiu Wuji was both happy and humoured as he pressed him on the snow and stood up: "You never have the foundation of sword technique, I will teach you from the most basic, follow my movements to learn..."

On the top of the snow peak, the white snow is flying, and in the snow, the female teacher and the male apprentice are learning swords, dancing gracefully.

The little girl who cleaned the backyard pulled the railing and looked out. She thought Sect Master was very beautiful, and little Martial Ancestor was also very beautiful. The scene of this bishop Disciple was more beautiful and warmer than I imagined. It was not like teaching. Like butterfly wings flying, dancing clouds together.

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