Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 80 Wood Carving
Jiang Yu looked at Song Heqing who was kneeling in front of her, and stretched out her hand to pull him up, "What are you doing? If you have something to say, sit down and talk about it."

No need to kneel here and there.

"Master, I often see you like this in my dreams. You were very different then and now."

Song Heqing stared at the wood carving in Jiang Yu's hand, looked at the wanton and flamboyant wood carving, and chuckled: "I don't think I have carved out the frivolity you had at that time."

Jiang Yu said nothing, "When did you start having strange dreams? It was after you came back from Bianyun Town last time."

Jiang Yu suddenly remembered that Song Heqing had been asking about Jiang Yuwei before. Jiang Yu only thought he was strange at the time. Even though she thought Song Heqing was a bit like Jiang Yuwei before, she later explained it.

She didn't understand why Song Heqing insisted on pressing this issue, and kept saying that now she seemed to understand.

"You didn't think you might be Jiang Yuwei because you said you were similar before, but because you had memories that didn't belong to you?" Jiang Yu stared at Song Heqing and said word by word.

Under Jiang Yu's scrutinizing gaze, Song Heqing lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, looking a bit pitiful, "Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me at the beginning?" Jiang Yu frowned. This matter sounded like it was giving her a headache and she had no clue.

"I'm afraid that master won't want me because I'm Jiang Yuwei." Song Heqing raised his eyes and stared at Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu looked at his reddish eyes. Tears spread in his eyes, but not a single drop fell.

"The matter hasn't been found out yet. Who said you must be her." Jiang Yu patted the little apprentice's head, "Why are you crying? Wipe your tears. If there are questions, we will find the answers."

Then he pulled his little apprentice to stand up and sat next to her.

Jiang Yu took out a clean handkerchief from nowhere and threw it to Song Heqing. Song Heqing took it and wiped his face without tears.

In fact, he also knew that he had no tears, but he wiped them when his master asked him to.

"Master, why do you carry so many clean white handkerchiefs with you?" Song Heqing asked in confusion as he put away the white handkerchief in his hand.

On this day alone, he carefully calculated that the master had used about five or six clean, new white handkerchiefs...

Although this was not the point, he was still curious.

Jiang Yu's thoughts were disrupted by his sudden question, and he helplessly raised his forehead, "There are many, many, you don't have to worry about using them all."

Jiang Yu actually didn't know how much he had stored in his Little Universe Bag. It was just that his old friend who loved to embroider all kinds of embroidery on white handkerchiefs and was very boring gave all the embroidered products to Jiang Yu.

"Why does she keep embroidering white handkerchiefs? If she stops embroidering, master will run out of it sooner or later."

Jiang Yu picked up the white handkerchief from Song Heqing's hand. She rubbed the white deer under the white handkerchief and said with a smile, "She is waiting for someone. That person said that he will come back when she learns how to embroider the white deer on the white handkerchief."

"So he didn't come back?" Song Heqing whispered.

"No, when I met her, she said that she had been embroidering for almost 500 years. After I became friends with her, she gave me all the white handkerchiefs in the house,"

Her little white deer loves the refreshing wind in the forest, the clear water, and all the scenery presented by the mountains and rivers. He also loves freedom more than he loves her.

Jiang Yu still remembers that when she opened the door, she was shocked by the piles of white handkerchiefs in the room.

It is not only one person's embroidery, but also her endless longing and waiting.

If falling in love with someone would make her so painful, she would rather not fall in love with anyone in her life.

She doesn't know if this oath was established by herself. So far, she has indeed not met anyone she loves. If she had to say someone she likes, maybe if Gu Xuesheng had not died young...it shouldn't be considered a like. .

That’s it, it’s all over.

"The white handkerchief has nothing to do with you. Please tell me everything you've been doing this time." Jiang Yu put the white handkerchief away and stopped this strange topic for the time being.

"Actually, it's not very abnormal, but sometimes when I rest, I can dream about some things that I have never experienced before." Song Heqing carefully thought about the abnormality during this period, but he could only think of the strange scenes in his dreams and the strange sounds in his ears. sound.

Jiang Yu looked at the wood carving in her hand. It was so similar that she seemed to see herself in the past.

"Is there anything about Jiang Feiwei in your dream?"

Song Heqing shook his head, no.

"Who else has appeared in this dream besides me?" Jiang Yu asked again.

Song Heqing looked at the flames dancing on the candlestick beside Jiang Yu, but still shook his head, "There is no one else, it's all Master. I seem to have been staying out of it, watching everything Master does from the perspective of a bystander."

It's like being in the sky, looking down at everything, the only difference is that the world is rotating with Jiang Yu as the center.

"Don't think too much. Next month, I will take you to Youzhou to see if there is any change in your mood?" Jiang Yu was more worried about his Taoist heart.

If he is really the reincarnation of Jiang Yuwei, and Jiang Yuwei's thoughts are affecting him, then Jiang Yuwei's original ruthless way and Song Heqing's current compassionate way will inevitably be at odds with each other, and he may become possessed.

Song Heqing carefully thought about this period of time, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. There were no major problems at that time. "Don't be anxious. Jiang Yuwei is Jiang Yuwei and Song Heqing is Song Heqing. Don't think too much and concentrate on your cultivation."

There are many hidden aristocratic families in Youzhou. When Jiang Yu takes Song Heqing to show them to others, he will naturally find out the problem.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu stood up and said, "Okay, you go back first."

Song Heqing bent down and cupped his hands, "Master, I'll go back first."

"Go back, it's almost dawn."

After Song Heqing left, he did not take away the wooden figure he brought. Jiang Yu picked up the wooden figure on the table and asked her to stand on the table and look at the wooden figure carefully. "You really have the same style as I did back then. This little apprentice is so cute. Compared to that little brat Jiang Feiwei, there is a world of difference."

Jiang Yu placed the small wooden sculpture on the head of his bed and stared at it for a while while lying on his side.

Xiaogufeng

Ning Bei and Wen Yuanzhi went straight to Xiaogu Peak, which was in a mess.

Because of the formation in the past few days, Xiaogufeng was still shrouded in haze. When Ning Bei came, not many people noticed him.

Ning Bei looked at the desolation of Xiaogu Peak and felt uneasy for a moment.

After going to the medicine room, Ning Bei saw Ning Wu outside the door who was taking care of his injured junior brother and sister. He waved Ning Wu out.

Ning Wu saw the surprised look on Ning Bei's face. The master asked her to take care of Xiao Gufeng last night, and she came out to find Ning Bei.

Now that Ning Bei is back, Master should be back too.

"Uncle Ning, where is my master?" Ning Wu walked out of the medicine room and looked around but saw that Ning Bei and Wen Yuanzhi did not see his master, and he was a little confused.

Ning Bei's heart tightened, "Ning Nan hasn't come back yet?"

Ning Wu shook his head, "Never."

(End of this chapter)