The next day when Hu Qingpeng and Liu Tianyue met, the two of them pretended to be nothing. One was unwilling to turn against the elders of the masters completely, and the other was concerned about the mysterious master hidden behind them. According to each other's agreement, they would never mention what happened last night. Hu Qingpeng practiced martial arts as usual, did odd jobs, chopped wood, and sometimes took the time to sneak into the secret room to send things to Angkor. Although Angkor was grateful to him, he never taught him swordsmanship, nor did he reveal any secrets about himself. He just told him some secrets in the world when he was in a good mood.

Two more years have passed. Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and all things are revived. Grass grows and beards fly, and colorful butterflies dance together.

When young boys and girls get along day and night, they can't help but feel aroused, and everyone begins to care about their appearance. Especially those female disciples, who clean themselves up cleanly and beautifully every day, and do not forget to apply powder and perfume, as delicate and seductive as the first blooming flowers, which attracts the young men to show their respect. Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but feel distracted when he looked at the graceful figure of his senior sisters and sisters, but because of his poor background, he couldn't help but feel inferior and dared not imagine who could win the favor of any beauty. When he was extremely depressed, he practiced martial arts and whistled to the moon. Because the date of the regular meeting of the Seven Sword Sects was approaching, Chen Tianlei was extremely strict in discipline on his disciples, and no one dared to date privately, distracted by love. Especially the seven disciples such as Gao Qingcheng, who were shouldering the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the reputation of Hengshan Sect, were the objects carefully cultivated by the elders of the masters.

One day in March, Hu Qingpeng and Zou Jing finished lunch and went down the mountain to purchase essentials such as oil, rice, salt, and tea. As soon as they walked out of the door, they suddenly heard a crisp call from behind: "Junior Brother Hu!" Hu Qingpeng looked back and saw Chen Qinghua running over, and was flattered for a moment, and came forward and said, "Sister Chen, are you looking for me?"

Chen Qinghua smiled softly, wanted to speak but stopped, glanced at Zou Jing, and a faint blush appeared on her face. The sunlight reflected on her delicate skin, shining with a healthy youth. Hu Qingpeng happened to stand in the wind, smelling her elegant and fresh girl's body fragrance, her beautiful face in her eyes. Somehow her cheeks were hot, and her heart was pounding.

Seeing this, Zou Jing smiled and said loudly: "Qingpeng, I'll take a step first, you guys chat slowly!" After that, he walked away with big strides.

Chen Qinghua's face became redder and he stomped his feet and said angrily: "Uncle Zou smiled so strangely, it's really annoying!"

Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior Sister, don't be too worried. Uncle Zou has no malicious intentions. By the way, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Qinghua nodded and stared at his eyes and said, "Junior Brother Hu, I want to ask you to do a favor. However, don't tell me about this matter!" Hu Qingpeng thought to himself that you could have any big secrets. On the surface, of course, he agreed solemnly and would definitely live up to the trust of his senior sister.

Chen Qinghua whispered: "The handkerchief my mother gave me is a bit old, and I don't know how to embroider myself, so I want to ask you to go down the mountain to buy two novice cutles with superb embroidery for me. OK?" It turned out that she only knows how to practice swords, but she doesn't know how to dance with embroidery needles. She wanted to change the novice cutles, but she was embarrassed to ask her senior sisters for her, for fear of being laughed at by them. Among the disciples of the same school, only Hu Qingpeng can follow Zou Jing to Nanyue Ancient Town from time to time to purchase items, and others will never be allowed to go down the mountain privately. After thinking about it, she could only ask Hu Qingpeng to buy it.

Hu Qingpeng suddenly realized and hurriedly said, "A small matter is just a simple task! I just don't know what kind of tricks my senior sister is going to buy?"

Chen Qinghua took out a blue handkerchief shyly and handed it to him with a few chunks of silver and said, "You can buy it according to this material. As for the size and color of the handkerchief, you can choose the embroidery style! If you read so many books, your vision should not be too bad."

Hu Qingpeng was as if he had found a treasure. He carefully folded her handkerchief and hid it in his arms, and smiled and said, "Please don't worry, senior sister, I will definitely choose the most beautiful one to buy, and then give it to you quietly so that others can see it."

Chen Qinghua immediately smiled and said, "Junior Brother Hu, you are really smart, I'm waiting for you!"

Hu Qingpeng said goodbye to his senior sister happily, walked halfway to see that there was no one around, took out the handkerchief, and smelled it deeply. A unique body fragrance of a girl was soaking that it was fascinating. Hu Qingpeng was so excited when he thought that his senior sister's handkerchief fell on his hand, and wanted to laugh out loud. He swore to the sky that he would never return it even if he died!

He caught up with Zou Jing and came to the town as usual. After completing the purchase, Zou Jing went to find a place to drink. Hu Qingpeng sneaked into a silk shop to buy things.

The satin shop is filled with colorful satin fabrics, and embroidered handkerchiefs with different patterns are hung on the shelf on the right side of the door. This is the first time Hu Qingpeng has come to such a place. When he walks in, he feels dazzled. Then he sees a few young women choosing fabrics. Their faces are hot and their hands are at a loss. However, he has strong muscles and a long steel sword on his back. At first glance, he looks very imposing than ordinary people. He is strong and gentle, and is as hard as a mountain, and no one dares to look down on him and laugh at him.

The owner of the silk shop was very clever and hurriedly came out to greet the guests in person, and said with a smile: "Spark, rare guests! Welcome young heroes to the store, I don't know what it is called? Our store has just shipped a batch of high-quality silk from Jiangnan. It is a product from Bao Tianxiang, a famous store in Hangzhou. It has a fair price and a first-class texture. Do you want to take a look?"

Hu Qingpeng blushed and said, "Boss, I, I don't buy silk! I'm here to help my senior sister buy embroidered handkerchiefs."

The boss smiled knowingly and lowered his voice: "It's not for the senior sister, but for the little lover, right? I often bought some small gifts to make girls happy. Young Master, you must have used this trick!"

Hu Qingpeng was amused and cried, and defended: "Boss, you misunderstood, I am really..."

The boss smiled and said, "Everyone is a man, why bother explaining? I understand!" He pulled Hu Qingpeng to the shelves, "Young man, please see, these are all the fine works of our Hunan embroidery. Which one do you like? The price is easy to discuss!"

Hu Qingpeng looked carefully and felt that the embroidered patterns on each handkerchief were very vivid and vivid, and he could not distinguish between the advantages and disadvantages. Finally, with the boss's strong recommendation, he chose a picture of "Spring River Water Warm" and a picture of "Golden Picking Butterfly". He was about to pay, but suddenly heard a crisp and sweet voice sound beside him: "Wow, what a beautiful kitten, I like it so much!"

Hu Qingpeng looked back and saw a man and a woman standing by the door, dressed in luxurious clothes, with swords on her waist, and a lot of bright gems inlaid on her scabbard, shining brightly under the sunlight. The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with picturesque eyebrows, slender figure, delicate and fair skin, and slender fingers like onions, pointing at the picture of "Golden Claus Playing with Butterflies" in his hand, with a happy expression on her face. The man beside her was in her early twenties, with big faces in all directions, and her eyebrows stood slanted, with a arrogant temperament of despicableness and no one seemed to take anyone seriously. He looked at Hu Qingpeng with a squinted look and said bluntly: "Hey, my junior sister has taken a fancy to this embroidered handkerchief. Haven't you put it down?"

Hu Qingpeng heard that their accent was from other places. He was originally willing to give in, but he really disgusted the man's condescending tone. He didn't want to answer him at all. He stuffed his handkerchief into his arms, paid the boss and said, "Boss, I bought it."

The man was furious and shouted sternly: "Homemaker, have you not heard what the uncle said? Are you tired of living?"

Hu Qingpeng practiced Buddhist secrets and had been tested by life and death for several years, and his mind was as firm as iron and stone, and he would not easily get angry. In addition, his swordsmanship is now successful, and he is not afraid of the other party's threat. He frowned and said, "I like this handkerchief first, why should I give it to you? Besides, if you really want to buy it, there are some in this store, so why bother unreasonably?"
Chapter completed!