Yu Qingyu dotes on looking at him, sure enough, back home Xiaojing relaxed more, good.

He sat quietly on the edge of the Kang and secretly looked at him. More than half a year ago, the small scene was only about 1.7 meters. This time he came back, it was at least 67 centimeters long. He looked as tall as he was.

It's the sunken eyes and skinny body that don't look good.

Han Zhujing suddenly sat up, "what are you looking at?"

Yu Qingyu smile gentle: "you see."

Han Zhujing didn't want to be funny with him. He sat in a daze.

Yu Qingyu felt a little distressed. This task He doesn't do it!

If you fail once, just bluff the system.

Once put down the task of this heavy topic, Yu Qingyu all over light a few pounds, jumped down to turn into the kitchen.

"Auntie, I help you cook. I'm good at cooking."

Han mother and son came back naturally happy, "no, no, I'm happy to cook for my son."

"It's OK, auntie. I'll give you a hand."

Han Zhujing listens to the two people who are separated by a wall. His expression is a little trance. This man is really in trouble!

During the meal, Yu Qingyu would pick up dishes for Han Zhujing from time to time. The key was not to look at him after he finished. Naturally, he was very skillful. Han opened his mouth and finally did not say anything. He lowered his head to eat in silence.

After dinner, Han Zhujing packed his bag, "Mom, I'll go to the village head."

"Go ahead, village head. They are still waiting for you."

Yu Qingyu interrupted weakly, "can you take me with you?"

Han Zhujing glanced at him: "whatever."

Yu Qingyu remembered the smile he had played with the original owner in his memory, and then compared with his pale face, he felt uncomfortable again.

If Hans didn't die, they would be a couple now.

"Younger martial brother, you are here at last. How's the master?"

Han Zhujing looked at ZiChou and Yinmao's elder martial brother suddenly kneeling down. "The master is gone, but he hasn't been buried. He won't let me tell you."

Zi Chou and Yin Mao are stunned for a moment. They all kneel down. They hold each other and cry.

After crying, the three returned to Han Zhujing's home.

Yu Qingyu gives three people a few cups of hot water and exits the room.

"Younger martial brother, what happened when you went back with the master this time?" ZiChou first asked.

Han Zhujing said something about the daily life of the two of them, even without modesty saying that he had learned all the skills of a master.

It can be used to draw symbols, to look at the physiognomy, to touch bones, to watch fengshui, to catch ghosts, to cut demons, and to eliminate demons.

They have been under the master for several years, and they have not learned all the skills of the master. The younger martial brother has learned all the skills in half a year, but they can't say anything except envy.

Younger martial brother is born to be immortal material, they can't compare.

Han Zhujing: "two senior brothers, I want to go to the mountain tomorrow. Will you go with me?"

"Go, it's snowing, and it's easy to walk on the mountain."

Yu Qingyu sat in a daze on the small fire bench in the main room. He didn't know how Han Zhujing would investigate his murder. Alas, how sad!

The next morning, Han Zhujing and his three people went up the mountain. Naturally, Yu Qingyu didn't follow him. However, he said that the people who were going to leave today would go up the mountain together. It was too suspicious.

"Auntie, can I help you? I'm free anyway. "

Han's mother said with a smile, "no, it's about eight o'clock in a moment. Go and wait for the bus first."

"System, what do you think I can do to stay at his house?"

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