Chapter 129: God Hitomi (2)
Tang Qiutong didn't know what the situation was now, and looked at Shen Qingji and didn't know what to say for a while.
"This is Qingweimen, Senior Sister Yuehua, the one who took you to the entrance, she is Second Senior Sister, you have to remember."
"Has it been a long time?"
Shen Qinggui couldn't see it, and had no sense of the time. She was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly, "It should, it should have been half an hour, right?"
Half an hour, or an hour?
Tang Qiutong was completely weak, and it took a lot of her strength to sit up. She looked at Shen Qinggui who was sitting beside the bed and hesitated for a while, then whispered, "You, do you have anything to eat?"
"Any snacks?" Shen Qinggui observed her body and determined that she was indeed a child, much younger than himself, thinking that she was greedy, and her expression suddenly softened: "You wait here."
Tang Qiutong saw that she was leaving, and she almost couldn't help but shouted out in a place she didn't know well.
This room is very warm. Although I wear very little clothes, I don't feel cold at all. The temperature should be around 20 degrees.
When I first came here, I was assigned such a big house, and Qingweimen seemed to be very rich.
After a while, Shen Qinggui walked into the room again, holding a porcelain plate in his hand, and the porcelain plate contained some white cakes.
"This is the best."
Shen Qinggui placed it beside Tang Qiutong.
Tang Qiutong stared blankly at the delicate and beautiful desserts on the porcelain plate.
Best eaten, so treat yourself?
This should not be done now.
Tang Qiutong looked up at Shen Qinggui, with mixed feelings in his heart for a while, Shen Qinggui looked not much older than himself.
"Why don't you eat it?" "Look" Shen Qingji, who didn't understand Tang Qiutong, said in a puzzled manner, "Don't you like this kind of dessert?"
"I, I like it."
Putting away the inexplicable emotion, Tang Qiutong lowered his head and carefully picked up a piece with his hands and put it in his mouth.
The sweet taste of the dim sum in her mouth made her almost want to cry. She didn't know how she got here for the past six years. Compared with the past six years, her previous experiences were considered "beautiful".
She was repelled by everyone around her and hated it, and she couldn't remember how long she hadn't met someone who was kind to her.
Tang Qiutong, who had seen the world since childhood, could see at a glance that the woman who took her away didn't really care about her, but she still followed her, because she had no way to survive if she stayed.
Not afraid of choking, she picked up another piece and put it in her mouth, enduring the sourness in her heart with all her might.
"Do you want me to pour you a glass of water?" Shen Qinggui saw that she was in a hurry, and did not speak any more, he said kindly from the side: "Don't be in such a hurry, I still have it there."
"Qingweimen, where is it?"
Shen Qinggui was about to explain to her, when a voice came from outside the door and answered her doubts first.
"Qingwei Sect is a sect of cultivating immortals. There are 326 people in the sect. In addition to the sect master, there are six elders. Our master, Li Zilin, is the first elder."
Yuehua walked in with something in her hand. She was not as enthusiastic towards Tang Qiutong as Shen Qinggui was, and said with a rather cold attitude: "This is what I will pick up for you, and I will put the clothes on after I wash up. Put it on, I'll come and call you in the morning class tomorrow."
Tang Qiutong didn't know why she was indifferent to herself, she pursed her lips, but failed to call out the words "Senior Sister", she just said, "Thank you."
Yuehua nodded, looked at Shen Qinggui, relaxed a lot, and said, "Qinggui, don't stay here all the time, she is weak and needs a good rest."
Tang Qiutong also looked at Shen Qinggui, Yuehua's attitude towards her and Shen Qinggui and himself was clear at a glance, but Tang Qiutong didn't feel that something was wrong. After all, she just came here, and Shen Qinggui and Yuehua should have known each other for a long time. .
"That's it." Shen Qinggui was still a little disappointed. She didn't have anyone close to her in the door except her senior sister and master. Now that a junior junior sister who was three years younger than her came, she was still very happy and didn't want to leave like this.
But what Yuehua said was not wrong. Tang Qiutong was indeed a little weak and needed a good rest.
"Then I'll see you tomorrow"
Tang Qiutong pursed her lips and looked at her for a while, then smiled: "Okay."
After receiving Tang Qiutong's answer, Shen Qinggui left with peace of mind. Yuehua glanced at her before leaving, but a light glance did not contain anything.
Only when Tang Qiutong was full did he have the heart to figure out what happened today.
Although she doesn't understand this world that she has been in for six years, it is undeniable that this world seems to be extremely repulsive. She was almost burned to death just because the color of her pupils was different from that of normal people.
Of course, it doesn't rule out that it's just those mountain people who are ignorant, because although Yuehua doesn't care about herself, she doesn't have any disgust or rejection in her eyes.
Tang Qiutong doesn't know what kind of cultivating sect Qingweimen is, but when you go to the mountain gate, you don't need to hold an apprenticeship ceremony. Is it normal?
Tang Qiutong couldn't understand, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to have anything worth coveting, otherwise she wouldn't be able to live until now.
I seem to have heard the term fate before, maybe I really have a relationship with the Qingwei door, so Yuehua can find herself so easily and accurately.
Looking at the matching clothes on the table, she recovered some strength and jumped out of the bed, grabbed the clothes on the table and observed it carefully. The clothes are the same as Shen Qinggui and Yuehua's clothes, but the style is one size smaller, and the fabric is not comparable to her ragged clothes.
After taking a shower and changing into a suit, Tang Qiutong exaggeratedly felt reborn.
This feeling of lightness was something she had not experienced in the past six years.
When he got up the next day, Tang Qiutong looked at the ceiling and felt like he was in a dream.
There was a soft knock on the door, Tang Qiutong subconsciously got up and went to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Shen Qinggui standing outside the door smiling at her. Shen Qinggui's attire was the same as yesterday, with a white cloth covering her eyes. Seduced Tang Qiutong's attention.
"I remember that Senior Sister Yuehua didn't seem to bring you anything for washing yesterday. I brought it to you."
Tang Qiutong lowered her head, and then noticed the small wooden basin she was holding in her arms.
"Thank you." Tang Qiutong lowered his head to take the thing she handed over, hesitated for a while and looked at her blindfolded white cloth, and said, "Can you see it?"
Shen Qinggui touched his blindfolded white cloth and said nonchalantly, "I can see and I can't see. The master has a unique skill called Tianyan Xinjue, so even if I don't have eyes, I can see."
Tang Qiutong nodded with a vague understanding, and could only sigh in his heart that everything is possible in cultivating immortals.
At the same time, there was a feeling of pity for Shen Qinggui in his heart.
She was ostracized because of her different pupils, and she was almost burned to death. Although she was a different pupil, she had no problem with her eyesight, unlike Shen Qinggui who was blind.
Tang Qiutong found water and started to wash, but Shen Qinggui didn't leave, staying in her room and giving her some knowledge about Qingwei door.
"New disciples need to go to the Hall of Wisdom for morning classes. It takes a year. The Hall of Wisdom will teach some simple breathing methods, as well as the basic swordsmanship of the Qingwei Gate. I haven't been to the Hall of Wisdom because of my eyesight. These are what Senior Sister Yuehua told me, don't worry, Senior Sister Yuehua is the one who is in charge of the teaching of the Hall of Wise."
Tang Qiutong listened and remembered it in his heart.
"Because everyone is studying together, Senior Sister Yuehua will not teach so meticulously. If you have any questions that you don't understand, don't worry about it, just ask Senior Sister Yuehua boldly. Senior Sister Yuehua is very nice. Well, if you don't want to ask Senior Sister Yuehua, you can ask me, although I don't know as much as Senior Sister Yuehua." Shen Qinggui said embarrassedly.
"I remember."
Not long after Tang Qiutong washed up, Yuehua with an indifferent face came to the New Moon Courtyard.
"Senior Sister Yuehua is here, I won't tell you, just remember what I said."
"I remember it all." Tang Qiutong paused and said, "Senior Sister Shen."
Although Tang Qiutong's name was not affectionate, but being called Senior Sister by the long-awaited junior sister, Shen Qinggui was still very happy, the corner of his mouth involuntarily brought a smile, followed her to the door and sent her out of the yard.
Compared to the kind and enthusiastic Shen Qinggui, Yuehua was very indifferent. After leading her for a while, she said the first sentence of the day to Tang Qiutong: "Qinggui is different from you."
Tang Qiutong was stunned for a while, and said that he had to figure out what Yuehua meant by saying this to himself.
Shen Qinggui is different from himself, in what sense is it different?
Does Yuehua mean to keep herself away from Shen Qinggui, but if she and Shen Qinggui are kept away, why should she be placed in Xinyueyuan, next to Shen Qinggui?
Confused, Tang Qiutong followed her down the mountain to a spacious square, opposite a palace.
After entering, I could see the whole picture. There are more than fifty tables in this spacious palace. At this moment, the ground is full of people wearing the same clothes as her.
Yuehua pointed to an empty seat in the first row and said, "You sit there."
Tang Qiutong sat where Yuehua said without saying a word, while Yuehua continued to walk forward without hesitation.
There is a book on the table, but Tang Qiutong has never learned the words of this world. At first glance, the words on the tree are familiar, but the strokes and so on don't match her impression at all. The words in this world are a little bit familiar. Like traditional characters, Tang Qiutong was speechless when he looked at the book lying in front of him.
She didn't think about her illiterate, and Yuehua didn't think about it either. She glanced at the disciples who were waiting for Yuehua to speak, and Tang Qiutong silently suppressed the words.
Unable to read the words, Tang Qiutong could only **** up his ears to listen to what Yuehua said, and try to remember what she said as much as possible.
Fortunately, what Yuehua talked about was not about cultivation, but about some of the history of the Qingwei Sect, which didn't require a book, so she memorized what Yuehua said.
The Qingwei Sect has existed for 3,600 years. The current head is named Xu Mingxin. He is the eighty-third generation head of the Qingwei Sect. He also introduced some tricks of the Qingwei Sect.
Qingweimen is a sect that specializes in swordsmanship. The contemporary Qingwei swordsman is named Li Zilin. He is sixty-seven years old. It has been more than 20 years since he has not used it.