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Chapter 21 Juan Juan said: Master, I am homesick

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Juanjuan finally stopped crying. She put aside Li Shibai's portrait and went to the desk to draw another one.

Picking up the pen, meditating, writing, and drawing twice, she threw the pen away, covered her face and cried bitterly: "What should I do? Brother Shibai has only been in retreat for two days, so I can't remember what he looks like?"

"Huh?" Xiao Xiao was stunned, he had never met Li Shibai, otherwise he would have drawn one for her.But, was she really with Li Shibai every day before? Why did she forget it so quickly?

"It's so sad, I can't remember what Brother Shibai looks like at all. Tell me, little cat, will I still recognize Brother Shibai after he comes out of retreat?"

Yang Juanjuan asked very worriedly, and when he was asked for a while, he didn't know how to answer.

"Pfft!" Hong Ling, who was hiding in the dark, heard Yang Juanjuan's words, couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing.

After laughing, she quickly covered her mouth and looked carefully at Yang Juanjuan.Although they couldn't see her, she was still a little worried.

Fortunately, Yang Juanjuan cried too sadly, and kept comforting her when she was young, neither of them heard her voice.

She stayed in the cave to watch for a while, and found that the red rope on Yang Juanjuan's hand had shortened, indicating that Yang Juanjuan's liking for Li Shibai was weakening.

This is really good news, and she wants to tell the master as soon as possible.

Hong Ling disappeared in the Miaohua Cave in the blink of an eye, came to Yuelao, and said excitedly: "Master, the red rope in Juansu's hand has become shorter."

"I see." Yue Lao still looked indifferent, as if he heard that Yang Juanjuan had a red string in his hand.

"Master, don't you think it's strange? Juan Su likes a person quickly, forgets it quickly, and says he doesn't like it, it's too strange."

"The world is so big, there are so many wonders." Yue Lao smiled and pinched his beard.

"Master, Linger sees that you are not worried about Juansu and Qianzang at all, do you know something?" Hong Ling asked.

"Stupid apprentice." Yue Lao touched Hong Ling's head and said with a smile: "Sometimes knowing is more worrying than not knowing. I do know some things about them as a teacher, but not much. That's why I'm so optimistic, I hope They can overcome all difficulties and stay together well."

Knowing is more worrying than not knowing, Hong Ling doesn't quite understand.She wanted to ask, but Yue Lao stretched out his hand to interrupt her and said: "Your cultivation base is still shallow, and you still can't understand some mysteries, so don't worry about yourself, go and weave a red rope for your teacher."

"Yes, master." Hong Ling shook his head, no longer thinking about Juansu and Qianzang, and felt much more relaxed.

Yang Juanjuan didn't know how she fell asleep, and when she woke up the next day, she was still leaning on Qianzang, and Xiaoxiao was no longer there.

She looked at the empty wall. There used to be a portrait of Li Shibai hanging on it, but now it is gone.She was very sad and wanted to cry, but tried her best to hold back.

After getting off the square couch, she didn't go to wash up, and went directly to the desk, wanting to try to draw another painting for Li Shibai.

She sat at the desk for a long time, thinking for a long time, and every time she felt that she could draw Li Shibai's appearance, she quickly started to write.But when the pen fell on the paper, she couldn't draw again.

"Why can't I draw it?" Yang Juanjuan looked at the messy drawing paper she had made, wanting to cry.

For a long time, Li Shibai taught her to draw by asking her to draw with reference to a certain object, which also made her dependent on the object.If she can't see something, she can't draw it.

After tossing at the desk for a whole day, Yang Juanjuan didn't draw anything, and finally got his clean clothes full of ink.

One day passed like that.

Before dawn the next day, Yang Juanjuan woke up hungry because he hadn't eaten all day yesterday.She opened her eyes and looked at the dark surroundings in confusion. It took a while to get used to the darkness.

In the quiet Miaohua Cave, there are only her and Qian Zang, but it feels like she is the only one.Because Qian Zang is cultivating, he is almost like a log.

In such a situation, Yang Juanjuan suddenly felt an unprecedented loneliness, and suddenly wanted to miss home very much, and wanted to go home and have a look.

Go home and look at your parents, look at the lambs in the yard, look at the small river at the head of Yangjiacun, look at the stone bridge above the river...

A pair of boys and girls stood on the bridge, the boy was Li Shibai, and the girl was her.

"Brother Shibai, I miss you too, what should I do?" Yang Juanjuan thought of Li Shibai after thinking about it, and his tears couldn't stop falling down.

"Master, when will you wake up? Can you send the scroll home, I miss my parents."

Huh, why does everyone have their own things to do, and she is the only one who is so free.

"Master, I want to learn spells, can you teach Juan?"

Yang Juanjuan thought that no one taught her spells, and felt like an abandoned child.The more I thought about it, the sadder I became, and the sadder I cried, the more I cried, and finally I couldn't help crying.

It was dawn suddenly, Yang Juanjuan was afraid that Ge Xiaotao would see him crying, so he quickly wiped away his tears, went outside to wash his face, and then helped Qian Zang wipe his face.

Before Ge Xiaotao came, she ran out of Miaohua Cave in a hurry and ran to Feishi Cave in one breath.

Yang Juanjuan stood in front of Xiaoxiao, looked at him pitifully with red, swollen eyes from crying, and said, "Little cat, I want to go home and have a look, would you help me?"

"Did something happen? Why are you crying, Juan?" Shi asked nervously.

Yang Juanjuan sniffed, and tears fell again: "I miss home, I really want to go home. Kitty, help me, I must go home and see."

"Okay, don't cry yet, I'll accompany you to find the master." Shi Xiao said, and asked her if she had eaten yet, Yang Juanjuan shook his head.

When I was young, I took her to the dining hall for dinner, and then took her to the Communication Hall under the Tianzhu Peak.It took five first-order monster core crystals to send a letter to Yue Lao from the senior brother in the Communication Hall.

Yuelao didn't come down, but his apprentice Hong Ling.

Hong Ling frowned when she heard that Yang Juanjuan wanted to go home.

She, who was only eight years old in appearance, stood in front of Yang Juanjuan and only reached Yang Juanjuan's mouth. She had to raise her head when talking to Yang Juanjuan: "Okay, what are you going home for? You are home, who To take care of Uncle Qian Zang?"

Yang Juanjuan wanted to go home so much. He forgot about taking care of Qianzang for a while, and only remembered it after being asked by Hong Ling. You can ask Senior Sister Xiaotao to help me. If Senior Sister Xiaotao is unwilling, it doesn’t matter if you don’t wash your face for two days..."

"It's not impossible for you to go home, but you must exchange it with a seventh-order monster nucleus crystal. This is the rule of Xiuxian Pavilion." Hong Ling said in a business-like manner.

Yang Juanjuan heard that there was a chance to go home, and excitedly grabbed Xiao Mao and said: "I can go home, kitty, quickly see if you have a seventh-level monster core crystal, and quickly hand it over to Hong Ling."

(End of this chapter)