Because of the discord with the Qingtou Gang, Yu Qiu moved out with the old man and Xiao Chunmian the next day and found an empty house to live in. The old man didn’t know what happened. He had formed a good relationship with Zhao Tu some time ago, and now he was reluctant to part with him and often sighed.
As for Xiao Chunmian, there was no opinion at all. He’d follow Yu Qiu wherever he moved.
Two or three days later, Xiao Chunmian’s injuries were better. Then he started taking a branch to practice with as he trained in the open space outside the house everyday. En, the sword was broken, so he could only dance with the branch instead. He trained for several hours, and so long as he didn’t stop, his entire body wouldn’t stop being drenched in sweat.
Just like now, Xiao Chunmian was dancing with a branch outside.
Yu Qiu was absentmindedly drawing a talisman inside the house.
With the large package of materials he had bought before, Yu Qiu had developed about seven or eight new ways of drawing talismans with simplified materials over the past few days. Now, there were only a few materials left. Yu Qiu suspended his research, and instead began drawing repeatedly, putting in every effort to turn the results of his research into an economical benefit.
Perhaps because this kind of repetitive work was too simple, Yu Qiu wouldn’t make mistakes even with his eyes closed, and so his mind drifted out the window.
Xiao Chunmian had just finished dancing a set of sword techniques. He was exhausted and panting for breath, but he didn’t stop. He felt that one part of the sword moves right now was incoherent. He frowned and, keeping his hold on the branch, tried his best to make that move over and over. Sweat dripped down from his cheek to the ground, yet it didn’t make Xiao Chunmian hesitate even just a bit.
Sword dancing and refining qi were the only things Xiao Chunmian had been doing these past days.
So hardworking. Just because he said he wanted to be stronger that day? Because he thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could save and protect everyone? What a hopeless holy mother.
When Yu Qiu thought of this, he was in low spirits.
He felt that the girl was just trying to be brave… Yes, he still thought that Xiao Chunmian was a girl.
Just as Yu Qiu was lost in thought in silently criticizing Xiao Chunmian, a talisman was completed with his eyes closed. However, the tip of the brush was still hovering over the paper. Then, he heard two ka-cha sounds. The body of the brush suddenly broke, and the ink was splattered all over his body and on the talisman that had not been removed in time.
[You’re too absent-minded.]
The system sent out a congratulatory message.
Yu Qiu stared at the messy talisman for a long time, and suddenly there was an indescribable fire in his heart, and he smashed the remaining half of the brush on the table.
Outside the window, Xiao Chunmian had also stopped. He didn’t know what kind of bottleneck he’d encountered, so he thought about it hard, his brows furrowing. After a while, Xiao Chunmian’s eyebrows suddenly spread out. With a smile, he danced again with the branch in his hand, repeating the set of sword techniques that he’d been repeating countless times.
Yu Qiu couldn’t help but push the door open and go out. He leaned against the door frame, watching Xiao Chunmian.
Looking at it, the indescribable fire in his heart was eliminated a lot, but then it rose to a different kind of discomfort.
Yu Qiu knew what he was upset about. On that day, aside from saving and protecting all people, Xiao Chunmian also said that one day, he’d be able to stand in front of Yu Qiu. This sentence was what made Yu Qiu feel unhappy.
The discomfort was not directed at Xiao Chunmian himself.
It’s just that someone once said something similar to Yu Qiu.
What was the original saying? “Don’t worry about doing what you like. Don’t be afraid that you’ll be in danger, because I will always be in front of you.”
The person who said this in his previous life was naturally Xu Hong.
Now, Yu Qiu just wanted to laugh three times. It was funny that he was unexpectedly still moved, for, as it turned out, what stood in front of him was all bullshit.
What made Yu Qiu even more uncomfortable was that Xiao Chunmian also danced well with the sword just like Xu Hong.
After leaning against the door frame for such a long time, Yu Qiu was finally noticed by Xiao Chunmian. Xiao Chumian stopped his moves, and withdrawing his flower sword, he came up to him with a smile. “Xiao Qiu.”
Yu Qiu nodded, calmed down and asked him, “Do you want to be a sword cultivator?”
“A sword cultivator?” Xiao Chunmian was obviously at a loss about this concept.
“On the road of cultivation, people can walk on different paths. And on the path you choose, you can realize your own Dao.” Yu Qiu pondered on how he should explain. “To enter the Dao with a sword is to become a sword cultivator.”
“Entering the Dao by sword?” Xiao Chunmian narrowed his eyes and smiled. “That sounds pretty good.”
Although he answered ambiguously, the light in his smiling eyes was enough to make Yu Qiu sigh: He was most likely gonna be a sword cultivator.
Sword cultivator, sword cultivator. Living two lives and both with sword cultivators, he couldn’t understand. Yu Qiu was helpless.
But in the end, Yu Qi still knew that the reason why he was unhappy was just because he remembered Xu Hong. Xu Hong was a real hypocrite and a nasty person, but Xiao Chunmian was completely different. Any misgivings he had towards Xu Hong should not be mapped the slightest on Xiao Chunmian.
Xiao Chunmian was led to the road of cultivation by him. Thinking of it this way, Yu Qiu was a little proud.