The Flute playing on the Lake in the Misty Rain

To teach Chasing the Wind to read and write was not an easy thing.

First, his claws were unlike human hands, not so dexterous, unable to grasp a writing brush;

Then, he was after all a mythical beast, the wildness and fierceness in his bloodline did not allow him to sit down quietly to read and write;

Finally, this guy was mischievous, with no intention at all to learn.

For the first point, Qin Ran let Chasing the Wind write with his nails, using wooden boards, using sand trays. Chasing the Wind's nails were extremely sharp, comparable to Li Shiyin's sword qi, for writing...it was most suitable.

For the second and third points, Qin Ran did not have any good solutions either. After all, not every type of mythical beast was like a fox spirit or Tushan Youyou who loved learning. He could only force him to sit down and learn with the authority of a father...the effect was not very ideal.

After teaching Chasing the Wind a few words and teaching him to recognize the Arabic numerals from one to ten, Qin Ran felt that he was almost done too.

This bear cub...this tiger cub completely did not want to learn, without a bit of intention to focus on reading and writing. Teaching him to read, write and do arithmetic was truly agonizing.

Qin Ran had already envisioned the miserable life ahead in the next few years, he was always very capable at finding ways to suffer.

"Write it yourself!" After teaching Chasing the Wind to write his name, Qin Ran was mentally exhausted. He angrily kicked Chasing the Wind and headed towards the Pavilion in the Middle of the Lake.

He had just taken two steps when he realized Li Shiyin was already nodding her head while holding a book.

The little girl was leaning against a pillar of the Pavilion in the Middle of the Lake, curled up on the ground, hugging a big book, her small "tired" head nodding up and down, looking very "pitiful".

Qin Ran stared at that lovely little face for a good while, but still did not wake her up.

Chasing the Wind behind him sighed in disappointment. It was so unfair, Dad was biased!

Qin Ran sat on the railing, leaning against a pillar, and took out the jade flute.

Outside the pavilion was an endless misty drizzle, the sky was gray, the rain was fine and not dense, it was very light rain, but it was continuous;

On the open ground by the Sword Washing Lake, thanks to the efforts of the sect's disciples with the wood attribute, shallow grass and saplings had grown again, a thriving tender yellow;

The lake surface was calm, the lake water was pure, the formations at the bottom of the lake had the effect of cleaning the water quality, and the lake water was not stagnant either, so the scenery was actually pleasant.

"It's just a bit monotonous..." Qin Ran thought, "Maybe fish, shrimp and lotus flowers can be raised in the lake."

Accompanying the fine rain, he picked up the flute and blew lightly.

Misty waves, lingering flute sound, a song "The Jianghu".

Qin Ran's physique was good enough, his breath was long, plus his understanding of the flute was quite deep. Learning the flute, he had considerable talent, and progressed rapidly. It has to be said, compared to cultivation, his talent for the flute was higher by several orders of magnitude. At this time, playing the flute under the gloomy rain, the sound of the flute lingered, blending right into the sound of rain.

This "Jianghu" was like this Sword Washing Lake.

On a rainy day, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, faint incense smoke, a girl holding a book falling asleep, a white tiger raising his paws to write words, someone leaning against the railing playing the flute.

After some time, Li Shiyin woke up in the sound of the flute. The first thing she realized was that she had fallen asleep while reading again. Based on her ample experience, she hurriedly pretended nothing had happened, flipped through the book, and found no one was paying attention to her, before raising her head to investigate the situation in the pavilion.

As she raised her head, she saw Chasing the Wind staring at her with one raised paw.

A big white tiger, with an aggrieved look on his face, and envy in his eyes...envying Li Shiyin for being able to sleep.

Chasing the Wind was a pure white tiger. His whole body only had some black on his tail, forehead and four feet. The black was also pure black.

There were five rings of black on his tail, meaning Chasing the Wind could summon five shadow clones; all four feet wore black gloves, meaning he could step on darkness; the pure black king character on his forehead was his soul space. If he killed someone in the future, he could seize the person's soul and throw it into the king character pattern.

After all he was a pure white tiger, with a silly...cute style. At this moment when Li Shiyin looked over, she felt that every hair on Chasing the Wind's body was shining, very beautiful. If not for the silliness in his eyes, she believed he could look even more beautiful.

Li Shiyin glared at Chasing the Wind, then ignored him again, and secretly turned her head to look at Qin Ran playing the flute.

With this glance, she saw a handsome youth leaning against the railing, his clothes gently fluttering in the breeze, with an engrossed and melancholy expression, exuding 120% charm. She didn't know if it was an illusion caused by seeing the shining light on Chasing the Wind's body, but she felt he was also shining.

As one song ended, another began. Accompanying the misty rain over the lake surface, Qin Ran played three songs continuously.

When the music stopped, holding the jade flute in his hand, immersed either in the artistic conception of the flute music, or in memories from his previous life, or in the misty rain over the entire lake, he was lost for a long time.

After some time, he sensed someone watching him. Looking back, he saw his silly disciple's big eyes brightly staring at him, as if stars were hidden in his eyes. He glanced at him, their eyes met, and his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly shifted his gaze, and saw Chasing the Wind looking at Li Shiyin in disapproval.

"How much of the book did you read?" He asked Li Shiyin with a serious expression.

"Ah?" Li Shiyin snapped out of her rosy reverie, her face red. In a panic she lowered her head again, flipped through the thick book in her hands a few more pages, and replied, "Read a few pages..."

How could Qin Ran not know how much she had read?

He sighed, shook his head, put away the flute, and stood up, pointing at the open space between Sword Washing Lake and the research building, and said to her and Chasing the Wind:

"I plan to build a greenhouse here, and move all the experimental products cultivated in the caves behind the mountain into the greenhouse. And this greenhouse will be built by you two...since you two are the greediest anyway."

"How to build it?" Qin Ran looked back at Li Shiyin and Chasing the Wind, "Whichever of you doesn't study diligently will go do the work. If I catch you slacking off once, you will have to work a full day continuously."

"It's just physical work, quite fun, no big deal." Li Shiyin thought. She had dug out the entire lake herself, so building a greenhouse was nothing.

She looked at Chasing the Wind and found he was also looking at her. The two mischievous children exchanged glances and immediately understood they were on the same page.

"Working...and no meals!" Qin Ran saw through their thoughts and added a heavy punishment.

Li Shiyin and Chasing the Wind's pupils suddenly enlarged. They knew they had to study properly now!