That is the unruly weapon.

Chen Qiu walked over and stroked the axe. During the period when they left, there was probably rain that caused the surface of the axe to be rusted and it had to be polished before it could be reused.

The jujube wood poles used for these two axes have been patellared and are quite heavy.

It is heavier than the axe brought back by the mountain ghost for Chen Qiu.

“Master…”

Chen Qiu said silently, and he carried the axe into his room, looking for the whetstone.

There are still miscellaneous items in the house where I live. It seems that I was in the escort agency in Lu Buji, so I was really not as leisurely as I was.

Chen Qiu smiled. He followed his memory and rummaged through the cabinets. However, he could not find the whetstone. Instead, he found a well-hidden wooden box under the bed.

This should be the original relic left by Chen Qiu?

He reached out and opened the box, and there was nothing particularly worth paying attention to inside, a few taels of silver and a purse. This was done for Qingqing when she was a beginner in the girl Hong.

There is also a black-skin booklet. Chen Qiu opened it and looked at it. He found that it was Lu Buji's handwritten axe technique, which was the set of Pojun axes, also known as the Eighteen Styles of Black Wind Axe.

A stack of paper fell from the booklet.

Chen Qiu opened it and took a look, then tore it apart with a dark face.

It is not an important thing, it is just a sour and bad love poem written by Chen Qiu, and the object of the love poem is naturally the Yaoqin girl.

When quarreling with Qingqing before, Qingqing mocked Chen Qiu for his secret love for Yaoqin, but now it seems that it is true.

"But how can you, a loser, be with her rich and beautiful man?"

Chen Qiu sighed, put the box together and put it under the bed. He looked back at the room behind him and could still remember Chen Qiu's life here.

He has lived in this room for more than 4 years.

Compared to the long forgotten hometown of Yanjiao, this is his real home, and it is the only place where a confused boy can settle down on the road of life.

"Chen Qiu, Chen Qiu, I will accept your name and accept your sustenance. I can't chase after the girl Yaoqin, and I don't want to chase her. As for Qingqing... I will protect her and grow up."

Chen Qiu sat on the chair and placed two axes on the table. He closed his eyes and said to the empty room:

"Master's revenge is also avenged. If you avenge it in your name, you can go with peace of mind."

"Don't bother you."

"I have occupied your body, and you may have been reborn from my 'home'. If this is true, then for you, it will be a real paradise."

"Senior Brother! What are you talking to yourself alone?"

Qingqing's shout came from outside the door, she said:

"Come and cook. After dinner, we will go to see Sister Yaoqin."

“That’s it.”

Chen Qiu picked up the axe, walked out the door, handed the axe to Qingqing girl, asked her to look for the whetstone, wiped off the rust on the axe, and went to the kitchen by herself.

There is rice and grain, but the vegetables are gone.

He went out again and went to the shop next door that sold meat and vegetables and bought some.

After dinner, Qingqing was impatient to carry a few gifts and urged Chen Qiu to go to Luoyueqintai.

The Qintai is not in Suzhou City. In a garden outside the suburbs, it is the property left by the father of the Yaoqin girl. It is the real Jiangnan garden.

It's just a mansion, it's the size of a village.

Moreover, there are more than one garden in this beautiful place, there are several. In modern terms, it is the Suzhou villa area, which is a different museum for high-ranking officials and nobles.

Qingqing is used to walking here. She has grown up here since she was a child, just like going home.

The manager of Qintai also called Qingqing the second lady. It seems that Qingqing said that she and Miss Yaoqin were like sisters, and she was not bragging.

Chen Qiu followed Qingqing to a small building by the lake. The maid opened the door for them. In the small building near the lake, a girl was already waiting for them.

There is the girl Yaoqin there.

The body is like a willow, with a slender waist and a tall figure, so there should be at least 175.

She was wearing a long green roe dress, a veil on her head, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. She leaned against the small window, holding the beauty fan with her left hand and drooping her right hand.

Qingcong also had a guqin in hand and a small sandalwood stove on the table.

The wind blows over the lake, and the girl's long hair is floating, and the gauze is blowing on her face. She is a round-faced girl, not charming, and generous.

It turns out to be a picturesque beauty, no wonder Chen Qiu missed her.

However, in the eyes of Chen Qiu, who has been bombarded by beautiful photos posted by netizens who have been exposed to the silly photos, it seems that it is.

Stunning indeed stunning.

But when it comes to liking it, it is far from anything.

"Qingqing is here."

The woman spoke a bit of a Wu accent and sounded soft.

She waved to Qingqing and said:

"Come here quickly, girl, let my sister take a good look at you."

Qingqing quickly stepped forward and held Yaoqin's hand. She was quite familiar with her sister. She sat with her, said a few words, and then asked:

"Sister Yaoqin, my master...is he here with you?"

The smile on Yaoqin's face disappeared at this moment. Chen Qiu, who had been observing, sighed, shook his head, and then heard Yaoqin say to Qingqing:

"Uncle Lu, it's true that he's here with me. But he's gone."

Qingqing widened her eyes, and her expression became dull, as if she wanted to cry, but she was anxious for a moment. As soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy and fell to the ground with Yaoqin's scream.

Chen Qiu's eyes were fast and his hands were fast. He held Qingqing in his arms. Qingqing grabbed Chen Qiu's hand and whispered:

"Senior brother, Master is gone...I have no family anymore, wuwu...Senior brother."

"Silly girl."

Chen Qiu hugged Qingqing in his arms, and his eyes were also a little sour. He patted Qingqing's back and said:

"You still have me."
Chapter completed!