Chapter 564
When he first arrived in Bai'an Town, Ye Zhuo was very happy.

Because there are birds in the trees and chirping everywhere, he always likes to catch birds with lightness kung fu, comparing with the birds whether it flies faster or his lightness kung fu is better.

Once, excitedly catching a swallow, he gave it to Chu Cha, saying he wanted some soup.

After being taught a good lesson by Chu Cha, he reluctantly released the bird. Although he also liked to compete with the bird, he would release it every time he caught it, and he didn't dare to bring the bird to Chu Cha again.

Seeing that he was playing such a wicked game with endless enjoyment every day, Chu Cha had no choice but to drag him into the house and teach him how to write.

"Do you know how to write 'Ye Zhuo'?" Chu Cha sat on the carved wooden chair, spreading out the rice paper with jade hands, dipping the tip of the pen in ink.

Ye Zhuo sat on the ground and hugged Chu Cha's leg, rubbing his head against her thigh from time to time, his voice was cold but gentle: "I want to know how to write 'Chu Cha'."

Chu Cha felt a little sweet in her heart, and smiled slightly, "I'll teach you."

She wrote down the four characters 'Chu Cha, Ye Zhuo' on the rice paper, and then at Ye Zhuo's request, she led him to learn 'Chu Cha' first.

After leading him to write it five times in a row, he asked, "Can you learn it?"

Ye Zhuo puffed up his cheeks slightly, and said dejectedly, "I don't know if it will."

"Yes, yes, no, no, why don't you know if you will?" After Chu Cha came to Bai'an Town, she became a female teacher. She saw many naughty children on weekdays. With Ye Zhuo's appearance, he felt a little angry.

Hearing Chu Cha's scolding voice, Ye Zhuo shrank his neck slightly, his face was full of grievances, but he still said stubbornly: "Because you have been holding my hand, my attention is all on your hand, How do I know if it will."

Chu Cha was taken aback for a moment, and the anger in her heart disappeared immediately, she always did this, every time she was angry with Ye Zhuo, she was not serious.

She let go of his hand and took a few steps back: "Here, then write it yourself."

Ye Zhuo seemed to be quite at ease all of a sudden, he took a breath, turned the pen in his hand slightly, changed the posture of holding a sword, and scribbled on the rice paper.

Chu Cha tapped his forehead lightly with the words book.

"Are you fighting with the rice paper, or are you practicing calligraphy?" As he spoke, he took the rice paper off the table, intending to crumple it into a ball and throw it into the wastebasket.

Ye Zhuo hurriedly grabbed the rice paper.

"But I did write it out. You see, this is 'Chu' and this is 'Cha'. I know it. This is the first time I have written your name." As he spoke, he carefully folded the rice paper and stuffed it Into Chu Cha's palm: "You are not allowed to throw it away, you must keep it well."

Chu Cha laughed a little, but he also knew his childish nature, if he didn't accept it at this time, he would squat on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard and sleep for several days.

Seeing Chu Cha put away the things, Ye Zhuo was immediately happy. He lowered his head to find Chu Cha's fingertips and bit them lightly. Then he hugged her waist and arched his head on her shoulders: "I'm hungry. I want to eat mung bean cake."

Chu Cha shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "You used to eat whatever was given to you, but now it's good, you learned how to order?"

And order mung bean cake every time.

It was estimated that it was Gouzi who was protecting the food. He had brought away a plate of mung bean cakes in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion before. At that time, he was not very happy. He had a fight with her for the first time, and after that, he wanted to eat mung bean cakes every time he came.

It's been so long now, I didn't expect him to hold a grudge.

Wait till night.

Ye Zhuo got into the bed after taking a shower early, and hugged her like a big dog, with a sweet voice:
"want to."

Chu Cha was a little helpless, but he also knew that the matter could not be turned over, so he had to explain it to him.

After each session, he was clingy, like a big dog who just needed to be comforted, and had to pat his back and stroke his hair before he could go to sleep.

Later, they got married under the witness of the villagers. After the bridal chamber that night, every time it ended, he no longer needed to pat his back and pat his head. Instead, he looked at Chu Cha expectantly and asked her if she was serious, etc After Chu Cha spoke out tiredly, he burrowed into her arms full of satisfaction.

This kind of day continued until the second half of the year.

When Ye Zhuo squatted down every tree in the village, he couldn't stay idle.

Especially when listening to Chu Cha's stories at night, such as "The Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragon", "The Legend of Condor Heroes", and "Flying Fox in the Snow Mountain", each time he was full of longing for the outside world.

Can that flame knife really breathe fire?

Is there really someone who is so good at qinggong that he can fly in the sky?
That sound transmission soul-absorbing method, can really suck away people's souls just by speaking?

Can that zhenqi body really make people invulnerable?

After finishing the last episode of "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", Chu Cha turned his eyes slightly, and saw the young man lying on the edge of the bed with his face in his hands, looking at her with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, full of curiosity : "What does that flame knife look like?"

Chu Cha was immediately stopped by the question, and answered carefully, "If I've seen it before, do you think I can still stand here alive?"

Ye Zhuo grabbed Chu Cha's sleeve and arched it straight into her arms, rubbing his head like a cat, and his voice was sweet and greasy: "I want to see and see, to see if it's my sword speed or That knife spits out fire fast."

"You're a restless person, and you've been thinking about comparing martial arts." Chu Cha lightly smiled and patted his head: "If you can't compare with him, wouldn't you be killed along with me?"

"How could it be!" The young man was very dissatisfied, and said angrily, "If you can't compare, you can't compare, but if he dares to touch you, even if he cuts me a hundred times, I won't dare to die until you are safe."

Chu Cha felt sweetness in his heart, and knew that he was not a law-abiding person. He had been living underground for more than ten years, and every time he came out, it was dark night, and those who came into contact with him were often dead.

It would be unfair to him to trap him in Bai'an Town for the rest of his life because of his own selfishness.

the next day.

The two of them packed lightly and prepared to go to the so-called rivers and lakes to have a look.

Ye Zhuo searched for a long time before he took out the long sword that had grown a lot of dust under the bed, and he carried it on his body without cleaning it, and was taught a lesson by Chu Cha.

Ye Zhuo also knew that he was wrong, so he stood there obediently.

"This time I am going to Chenzhou, which is the gathering place of martial arts in the Central Plains. This trip is limited to one year. Without my permission, you are not allowed to hurt people at will."

Seeing the obedient appearance of the young man in black, Chu Cha smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to him: "The world is far away, people are treacherous, this young hero, you must come and return with me."

Ye Zhuo grabbed her hand, and with a slight force, he picked her up with one hand, and walked all the way to Chenzhou in the lush flowers and trees
"Don't worry, I'll hold you, I won't be tired."

The rivers and lakes are far away, and we go together and return together.

(End of this chapter)

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