Wei Shuai Wang is the son of Leng Xie, a geisha teacher and a demon cult leader. Shishi's husband is Wei Xing. Shi, who had always felt guilty about betraying her husband, entrusted Wei to the head of the Leng family on his fourth birthday and then hanged himself. At the age of four, Wei began to grow up with him. Their feelings are not father and son, but father and son. ...
Volume 1: Wei's Jianghu
After my mother Shi Shi died, my relationship with my master Han Qing broke down, and my brother Sang became an apprentice, which was very annoying. . . Um ... . The mother's husband (pay attention to the logical relationship) and the biological father said that they would never meet.
Volume II: Mo Wei, a young man, looks like a knife without a front.
Leave Lengjiashan, join Hang Wei in Beijing, practice martial arts, blackmail Tangmen, behead Wen Jian and blow up the Prince.
Volume 3: Mo Wei, a young man, is highly anticipated.
The friendship with Bai Yier killed the black dragon, so she ruined her wrist, healed her wrist and seduced the princess.
Volume IV: Mo Wei's great hope is hidden in the city.
In the next contest, I won Jian Qing in white, but I don't want it. My friendship with the Black Wolf leveled Qin Mo, and then I blackmailed 65,438+00 cities from Guo Yu with the grace of a princess. Later, Boyle died in Fatwa and Wang Shuai retaliated. Inquiring about Lengqiu's punishment of confinement, the princess went to Mr. Murong and begged him to untie him. . . .
Volume V: Young Mo Wei looked at it with undiminished arrogance.
Wei became the leader of the devil religion and joined hands with the cold family to fight against the south. Later, he turned against the black wolf for Bai Yier's death, and then helped the princess go to Changbai Mountain with Xiao Lei, Lenglan and Dong Chen. ...
Volume VI: Young Mo Wei only looks at me.
Martial arts have been abolished, so I'm fighting Jianghu. The wild is invisible, and the heart is pure. The four families are all under continuous flow. Change the notoriety of cults and share the Wulin equally.
Postscript: Phoenix Robbery
Wang Shuai Fu Yao got together, and their son became the king of the North, mainly telling the story of the next generation. The hostess is the cold daughter of the bird emperor. Qingchuan, female, from Harbin, graduated from the Architecture Department of Harbin Institute of Technology.
He once published Butterfly and Newcomer in the sci-fi world under the pseudonym of Xiao Gu, and won the China Silver River Award for Science Fiction. He has published The Eagle in the Desert, Life Follow You (The Thorn of the Rose), Brothers, The Thorn of the Rose and Wei Jianghu. Among the series of short stories "Leisure Bar" published by Guangzhou Huayu Publishing House, a series of "Huansha paranormal Ji" was published under the pseudonym of Qingchuan.
He is a popular columnist of many original online literature such as Qingyun Academy. [prequel] the devil's toy
[Volume One Childhood] The Jianghu of Wei Wangshuai
[Volume 2] "Young Mo Wei has no front and big blade"
[Volume 3] "Young Wei Wang Shuai No.2 Wide Hope"
[Postscript] The Phoenix Robbery
[Volume 4] "The hope of young Mo Wei is hidden in the city"
[Volume 5] "Young Wei's Heaven and Earth are Wandering" (published on 20 10.5)
[Volume 6] "Young Wei Shuai is not arrogant"
[Volume 7] "Young Mo Wei Look at me"
[Fan Wai] "Bai Yier is wrong and wrong again" Although Wei is often asked, "Are you itchy?"
But he never felt that Wei was really itchy like today.
Near autumn, chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
There are all kinds of famous chrysanthemums planted in the east of Zhang Han courtyard, which means "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely". When Han Qing came home at night, she found that someone had been carefree, because the chrysanthemums under the East fence had undoubtedly been picked, and the branches on the ground dropped petals and twisted until they reached the door.
Han Qing is simple, but he can afford 12 1 pots of chrysanthemums, so he bought these chrysanthemums because he likes them. He doesn't like growing flowers in flowerpots, so he keeps them under the hedge. Today, whether it's a pot or a pot, it's all green, fat and red. Han Qing stood in front of the chrysanthemum and mourned for a while. I can smell chrysanthemum tea.
Fortunately, there are still a few buds left after an eight immortals crossed the sea. Han Qing looked at the only remaining Eight Immortals crossing the sea with pity and said softly, "I'm not afraid. I'll arrest the murderer at once and avenge your brothers and sisters. Fortunately, you opened it a few days late, otherwise I would have drunk a cup of chrysanthemum tea for three taels of silver. "
Han Qing sighed. Since Wang Shuai was officially allowed to eat and drink in a cold way, he often came back to Han Qing to do all kinds of strange things with the guys in Han Qing. One saw two toads in his rice cooker, so he had to give it to Wei and buy a new one himself.
Wei has his own pot, and he is getting more and more proud. He made unremitting efforts to turn life in Han Qing into a nightmare.
Han Qing said to himself, "Is this tea? Did you learn from Lengliang to make chrysanthemum tea? Learn to burn beggar chickens, and two cranes in a cold home should be careful. "
An enter a door, I saw little Wang Shuai squatting on the ground, eyes bright, a face of smile, a pair of lovers' expression staring at the pot on the stove.
Han Qing sighed again: "What's the difference between my teaching method and the cold one?"
Han Qing is really strange. What is the difference? Why is Wei so interested in refining medicine to treat diseases? Since he can study medicine so intently, he must not be a child without enthusiasm for learning. Then, Han Qing must have done something wrong, so why didn't he inspire his enthusiasm for learning? Han Qing walked over and put his hand behind his back: "What are you doing?"
Wang Shuai "Hehe" smiled: "Secret!"
It's strange to laugh so proudly and so miserably. What could it be?
Han Qing asked, "Is it Master Liang's homework?"
Wang Shuai nodded vigorously.
Han Qing asked, "Does Teacher Liang teach well?"
Wang Shuai coldly: "Teaching? Good teaching? Oh, it's okay. " The soup in the pot jumped out, so Wang Shuai quickly said it was all right, and then went to clean it up.
Han Qing frowned, sighed again, and decided to make a field trip to the cold teaching method one day.
Boiling and boiling, Han Qing waited for Wang Shuai to take time out of his busy schedule and gently reminded him: "Wang Shuai, if he is used as medicine, the efficacy of chrysanthemum is still good, and the efficacy of famous species such as chrysanthemums worth several hundred taels of silver is not better than chrysanthemum."
Wang Shuai opened his mouth wide, paused for a while, and suddenly understood: "Uncle Han, do you think the chrysanthemums in your yard are expensive?"
Han Qing felt a little blushed and coughed: "Almost."
Wang Shuai blushed: "I thought it was almost the same. Oh, I'll pick the outside next time. "
Han Qing nodded, then added, "Don't pick flowers from your master, the flowers there are priceless, and your master will care about his flowers."
Wang Shuai snorted. "I'm not going to him!" "
Han Qing was surprised: "I see you get along well with touts."
Wang Shuai said, "Nothing, but I don't like him when he hits you."
Han Qing raised half an eyebrow, not knowing whether to laugh, be angry or be moved. I turned around and thought, this bug ruined my precious flower. I should spank him. Why do you say it as if I don't care? Han Qing wry smile, confused by this boy, next time, next time must repair him.
A night without words, Han Qing fell asleep in the chrysanthemum fragrance, and Mo Wei looked at you with a jar and spoon. Before going to bed, I thought that if Wei was so energetic when practicing martial arts, he would have become a child prodigy. Of course, a child like Wei, who learned thousands of words at the age of four and fencing at the age of six, is already a child prodigy.
But since he was born in a Wulin family, of course, he can only get the title of prodigy if he seeks defeat alone.
In the middle of the night, Wang Shuai Jr. seems to have climbed into Han Qing's bed again. Han Qing is now in the footsteps of active immunity Wei Wang Shuai. Such a small person's gentle footsteps will never touch the alarm system in his brain to wake up his dreams. However, vaguely, I still know that Wei is coming. Han Qing muttered, "It's so big, it's really ..." It's a shame to run to an adult's bed at such a big age.
Then a pair of little hands gently stroked his face. Han Qing smiled. This child, this little hand is a little wet. Is it very hot? Very handsome. You are sweating.
I woke up in the morning and didn't find the little guy sleeping in the bed. Han Qing wants to know, "So this is a dream?"
Cui Qi got dressed, took a shower and came in with a basin. Han Qing asked, "Are you handsome or not?"
Cui Qi put away the washbasin towel and replied, "I don't know where I went early in the morning!" " "
Han Qing said, "Does the child dare not sleep?"
Suddenly, when Cui screamed, she turned around and saw the little girl's head staring like a ghost, with one hand covering her mouth. Han Qing was surprised: "What's the matter?"
Cui Qi closed her mouth, and then her face suddenly turned red: "Nothing, you wash your face, um, um, you wash it."
Smiles send us light flushed bright red, as if choking on something, and quickly left the room, and then Han Qing heard the laughter of a girl like a bell.
Han Qing touched his head and looked at his clothes. Strange, wearing the wrong clothes and wearing the wrong belt? My face? What happened to the face?
Han Qing looked into the bronze mirror, and his first feeling was startled, ghost ~ ~ ~! Then I found that I still have a handsome face under the colorful colors. Han Qing gently pulled his face and wiped the mirror. Indeed, red, yellow and green are the pigments on his face.
What's going on here?
Han Qing remembered the wet little hand in the dream, and his face was pale green, so he could clearly see his fingerprints. Han Qing shouted: "Wei Wangshuai!" "
The sound shocked Leng Jia. It is said that the cold family heard this roar on half the hill.
Wei! Wei!
Han Qing walked around the room, round and round. You just made tea with my green chrysanthemum! I just assume that you don't know what silver is! How dare you draw my face with my chrysanthemum? Don't you know what my face is?
Han Qing looked at her face again and washed it again. Why can't the color of chrysanthemums be washed out? There must be something else in it! I can't help it. Wei Shuai hopes to spend so much effort not to boil any medicine, but to use it exclusively for him.
The concierge of Lengjia came to announce, "Master, Sanfran is here to see you."
Han Qing turned back in time and coughed, "I'm not feeling well today. Tell my master. Look for cold light again. "
The porter promised to go.
Han Qing shouted, "Cui Qi!"
Cui Qi ran in, but Han Qing still carried him behind his back: "Go and get me Wei, and then go to the school yard and get me a cane!"
Cui Qi smiled and agreed and turned away. Han Qing continued to wander around the room angrily.
After a while, Leng Liang came over: "Is there an order from the master?"
Han Qing stood at the window and looked out: "What did you ask Wang Shuai to do yesterday?"
Lengliang one leng: "I let cooking? What to eat? "
Han Qing's hand, gently holding the window lattice, gently holding, don't get too excited, don't hold the window lattice. Although we can't attach too much importance to money, it's not worth a few dollars if the window lattice is crushed, but saving is a virtue.
Han Qing asked softly, "Do you mean that Wei Wangshuai didn't teach you to cook soup with chrysanthemums yesterday?"
"Master Hui," he said coldly, "although I was told to learn to cure diseases and save lives, I have already spoken. No one should miss practicing martial arts. How dare Liang distract his attention? "
Han Qing was so angry that his hair stood on end: "Then what are you doing here these days?"
Leng Liang said, "I can't get rid of Wei Xiaozi when he comes. I have work to do and I can't stop. He can only read and write, but I really haven't taught him anything. "
On the other side, Han Qing's head has hit the window lattice. Damn it, this is the way of teaching. It seems that Wei is not interested in studying medicine. He is interested in what adults don't want him to do.
Han Qing raised his hand and said weakly, "All right, get out."
Leng Liang went to the door, and Han Qing stopped him again: "By the way, what can I use to wash the pigment cooked in this chrysanthemum?"
Lengliang probe slightly, vaguely feel Han Qing's face seems to have a yellow thing. Now he's afraid to look at it. He bowed his head and said, "I'll go and see the rest of the slag, and then send the lotion to my head."
Han Qing nodded: "Thank you."
After a while, Cui Qi also came back. The little girl always expresses her appreciation and joy for her master's whipping the little devil. She always jumps forward actively with a cane, but finding Wei is always an impossible task for her.
Han Qing shouted angrily, "I don't believe he will never come back!" " "
At this moment, Han Qing's super hearing ear received a slight sniffle.
At present, Han Qing pushed Cui Qi out of the door, went out and turned left into the wing. Without hesitation, he bent down, lifted the bed skirt and carried Wei out from under the bed. Wei screamed, hitting his hands, kicking his feet and tearing off all the bedding on the bed. Han Qing can't stand it. He raised his hand and slapped Wei's ass twice. The poor handsome boy looked like a frightened octopus at once.
Han Qing shook his leg, but he couldn't get rid of him. He said angrily, "Cui Qi, Teng!"
Wei began to cry, but refused to let go, apologize or explain.
Han Qing asked angrily, "say it! Why are you cooking my chrysanthemum? "
Mo Wei looked up at his tearful little face. Han Qing almost died laughing. The little face is covered with colorful fingerprints, which is more beautiful than his face.
Han Qing wanted to protect his dignity, but he couldn't stand the sight without laughing. Han Qing asked with a smile, "What do you mean by the color on your face? Did you do an experiment with your face first to make sure you can't wash it off before applying it to my face? "
Wang Shuai is still crying: "No."
Wila was finally brought down: "Well, tell me, what's going on? What are you cooking? "
Wang Shuai sobbed: "This is a potion to prevent mosquito bites."
Han Qing stared at him. Oh, yes, chrysanthemums have this effect.
Wang Shuai cried, "I put a little on it, and I think it's good. A mosquito woke me in the middle of the night. I was afraid that mosquitoes would bite you, so I put some on it for you, but it won't wash off. I can't wash it all morning! " Wow ~ ~ ~ "WeiShuai king cried deeply grieved.
Han Qing is in distress situation.
It turns out that Wei is a filial piety.
This kind of filial piety, come a few times more, Han Qing can't stand it.
Knowing the reason, this rattan really can't swing, but the cold emulsion is very effective. Han Qing patted Mo Wei's ass again, ending the lesson.