The days when I was fishing in Zongwu

Chapter 69

If you have accumulated a lot, you have to accumulate it anyway.

Just like Chu Qinghe, who has never taken the initiative to practice once in this month?
From any point of view, it can't be hooked with the words "accumulate thickly and grow steadily".

Chu Qinghe chuckled lightly and said, "Then give me an explanation as to why I broke through one after another?"

After thinking about it seriously, Qu Feiyan said with a somewhat uncertain tone: "Talent?"

However, just as Qu Feiyan said these words, Chu Qinghe immediately nodded and said: "This explanation is not bad."

Qu Feiyan: "."

Looking at Chu Qinghe who directly admitted in front of him, Qu Feiyan grinned.

Qu Feiyan found out that the explanation of good talent makes people feel even worse for no reason.

Glancing at Qu Feiyan, who was clearly depressed at this moment, Dongfang Bubai who also came from the side familiarly took a sip of water from the cup in front of Chu Qinghe, and then said slowly: "You have such a talent, It's a pity that you are so talented."

Regarding this, Chu Qinghe shrugged and said: "I can't help it, I'm used to being lazy, it's better to be lazy like this."

After all, Chu Qinghe sighed softly in his heart.

Chu Qinghe was naturally aware of his talent.

As far as this "worthy" root is concerned, there is really not much difference between those who have practiced and those who have not.

If so, what kind of gong should you practice?
Wouldn't it be nice to hang out honestly?Why do you have to suffer so much?
There are hanging, capricious.

Facing Chu Qinghe's poor state, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue couldn't help but roll their eyes.

And Qu Feiyan's eyes almost turned to the sky.

But Chu Qinghe, the client, doesn't care about wasting talent, so why should they worry about it?
After a short rest, Chu Qinghe greeted Qu Feiyan and stood up slowly.

Looking at Chu Qinghe who stood up, Qu Feiyan asked curiously, "Young Master, are you going out?"

Hearing this, Chu Qinghe said calmly: "Tomorrow is New Year's Day (New Year's Day), so why not buy something for the holiday?"

Hearing this, Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up, and he quickly got up.

Seeing Chu Qinghe going out, Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai glanced at each other.

Sometimes, after getting along for a long time, it is inevitable to have some tacit understanding.

Just like Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue at this time.

After living together in the courtyard of Chuqinghe for nearly a month, as the eyes of the two women met in the air for a few breaths, both Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue unexpectedly mobilized the truth in their bodies. gas.

In the next moment, from the courtyard, the figures of the two women turned into ghosts and collided with each other, causing waves of aftermath to spread, shaking the branches and flowers in the courtyard.

An hour later, on a street in the west of the city, Chu Qinghe was sitting at a tea stand, turning a slightly hot teacup with his hands, and his gaze also fell on the snowy street.

In the end, it was the coming years, even if it was not the early morning market, the street was still full of excitement.

From time to time, there are groups of children running past.

Looking at the street scene, Chu Qinghe was not bored.

Also while Chu Qinghe was waiting, Qu Feiyan came to Chu Qinghe's side with big bags and small bags.

After placing the items that Chu Qinghe requested to purchase on the table, the little girl suddenly came up and asked curiously: "Master, the one with the sword on his back is a swordsman, and the one with a sword on his back is a swordsman, and the one with a ladle on his back Yes, what's it called?"

Hearing Qu Feiyan's inexplicable question, Chu Qinghe opened his mouth and prepared to respond.

However, when the word "prostitute" was about to blurt out, Chu Qinghe quickly stopped speaking, and changed his words: "Why do you ask this?"

Qu Feiyan pointed to the side and said, "It's nothing, just when I was shopping in the north of the city, I saw a man carrying a ladle on his back when he went out, so I'm curious."

Chu Qinghe asked strangely: "Did you carry a ladle when you went out?"

Qu Feiyan nodded at first, then gave a light gasp as if he had discovered something, then quietly pointed behind Chu Qinghe and said, "It's that person."

Hearing this, Chu Qinghe also turned his head to look at the place Qu Feiyan indicated.

Afterwards, Chu Qinghe saw a man at the intersection.

The man's appearance looks ordinary, but because there is a dark brown birthmark on the left face, the man's appearance looks even uglier.

And at his waist, hung a knife.

Just as Qu Feiyan said, this man actually carried a ladle on his back.

However, when Chu Qinghe's eyes fell on the man, he frowned unconsciously.

Also after Chu Qinghe turned his head around, Qu Feiyan whispered, "Does it feel a little strange?"

Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe said unhappily: "It's weird to carry a scoop on your back when you go out, but do you know that when you walk in the rivers and lakes, there are three kinds of people who should stay away when they see it?"

Qu Feiyan asked curiously, "Which three kinds of people?"

Chu Qinghe said calmly: "One is women, the other is children, and the third is some people who behave strangely."

Needless to say, women are always small-minded.

As for the warriors who look like children, they often practice some evil skills and cause physical problems, just like the five poison boys of the Five Poison Sect.

It is said that they are all in their 40s, and they look like a seven or eight-year-old doll.

People with strange behaviors are often uncertain, and they may have some psychological problems.

These three kinds of people are often not easily provoked by old Jianghu.

Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Qu Feiyan twitched his lips and said, "Master, he knows how to scare people all day long. How can there be so many strange people in the world?"

Seeing Qu Feiyan's indifferent attitude, Chu Qinghe could only spread his hands and said, "You'll know when you meet."

Almost as soon as Chu Qinghe said these words, a loud and clear voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Shopkeeper, serve a pot of tea."

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared at the table where the two were sitting and sat down with great determination.

Looking up, the person who came was actually the man that Qu Feiyan said was going out with a ladle on his back.

When seeing the man, Qu Feiyan froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect such a coincidence.

And Chu Qinghe next to him noticed a slightly different smell for the first time.

Manly, and some special medicinal smell.

The moment these medicinal smells entered his nose, Chu Qinghe's mind instinctively distinguished the medicinal materials corresponding to these medicinal smells.

In response to this, Chu Qinghe slowly put down the cup in his hand and swept it lightly on his body, as if to sweep away the dust on his body.

During the movement, Chu Qinghe's long sleeves also waved lightly.

Afterwards, Chu Qinghe picked up the cup again, and drank it in a leisurely manner.

(End of this chapter)