Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Look up along the white and slender hands.

The man was wearing an emerald green robe, as vibrant as the green bamboo in spring, with his long sleeves spread out on the desk.

In contrast, the man had a cold expression.

Even so, it couldn't hide the person's stunning beauty, elegance and gentleness.

Especially when you see the white silk cloth wrapped around the man’s eyes, it makes people feel pity.

Such a noble and gentle young man is actually blind!

Heard movement at the door.

Chen Qixing "looked" towards the door.

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about?"

He put down the book in his hand and stood up from behind the desk.

The copper coins and compass around his waist jingled.

If someone looks closely, they will find that the man's clothes are not entirely emerald green, but there are also golden lines flashing through them.

Like a mysterious pattern formed by stars in the sky, it flashes in the sunlight as the owner of the clothes moves.

Taoist Chen looked at his disciple and was very satisfied.

He looks good, so good-looking, such a handsome gentleman.

Humph, isn’t it easy for his apprentice to capture the little girl from Qiuyue’s family?

It’s just that this green is a bit plain. Next time I’ll get him a pink one to make it more festive.

Chen Qixing didn't know what terrible things his master was thinking.

But he was no longer surprised by his master's startled behavior.

I originally wanted to study the astronomical charts in the study while the sun was still shining and no one would disturb me.

Chen Qixing sighed quietly in his heart.

"Qixing, isn't the Gulan Secret Realm going to open in three months? Master, I plan to have you act together with the disciples of the Tianjian Sect. I've already asked my old friend for help. You'll set off for the Tianjian Sect tomorrow!"

Taoist Chen walked out of the study and began to pack luggage for his disciple.

"Master, I don't want to leave Feixing Valley."

Chen Qixing said he didn't want to go out.

"What are you doing in Feixing Valley all day? The grass is growing there, and young people should go out and explore the world. When I was your age, Master, I was already a little famous. How can you sleep like this now?"

Taoist Chen is so disappointed with this kid, look how he has spoiled him.

"And your master has already planned to marry you into the Tianjian Sect. I've already found you a fiancée. You don't have to worry about the rest of your life. Don't worry, your master won't cheat you. She's a beauty! You two are destined to be together, bound by a red thread!"

Taoist Chen began to put dry food into the storage ring.

While thinking about whether to put some dowry in it.

Chen Qixing's eyes widened slightly behind the white silk cloth. He could feel that his master was serious.

I seriously want to marry him off.

"Master, didn't you say that my life is full of ups and downs and that it's best for me to stay out of the house? What are you doing?"

Chen Qixing was puzzled.

He was born different from others, and his master had his fortune told, which showed that not only would his life be rough, but his horoscope would also be very difficult.

He didn't know the details, he just knew that his master looked very solemn.

Taoist Chen opened his warehouse and began to stuff magic weapons and talismans into the storage ring.

Hearing his apprentice asking, he explained.

"Isn't it your fiancée who has appeared? I thought your fate, which was doomed to fail, was hopeless, but it suddenly came! The stars show that as long as you stay with your fiancée, you will naturally break your unlucky fate."

As he spoke, he stroked his beard with a look of heartache.

"For you, my boy, I, the Master, have spent fifty years of my life calculating this turning point. You must seize it!"

After hearing this, Chen Qixing fell silent.

He knew how worried his master was about his bad fate. He opened his mouth but finally closed it.

Chen Qixing is the child of Chen Laodao's younger brother, but Chen Laodao's younger brother died early.

He has lived in the Seven Star Valley since he became conscious, and was brought up by Taoist Chen.

Even though Chen Laodao is a weird person on weekdays.

But Chen Laodao really treats Chen Qixing as well as his own son.

To Chen Qixing, Chen Laodao is not his father but is better than his father.

Therefore, he couldn't say no.

That's it.

Chen Qixing did not stop Chen Laodao who was rummaging around in the warehouse.

Instead, he helped to clean up.

Put the things that have been messed up back into their original places.

Taoist Chen seemed to be looking for something. He was stuffing things into his storage bag while rummaging through his drawers.

Chen Qixing cleaned up silently.

Speaking of his fiancée, he couldn't help but have some fantasies.

fiancée?

He thought he would be a lonely man for the rest of his life, and he even planned to quietly leave the sect when no one was around, and find a deserted place to fend for himself.

Unexpectedly, the situation has taken a turn for the better and the fate of this unlucky person can still be turned around.

What kind of person is she?

Would she like a "blind man"?

While Chen Qixing was still lost in thought, his thoughts were interrupted by Taoist Chen.

"Qixing, I found a treasure! Hehe, I said it should be here, and I finally found it."

"This is my teacher's treasure. You must study it carefully!"

Taoist Chen mysteriously stuffed a book into Chen Qixing's arms.

Chen Qixing turned the book over and took a look.

"Eighteen Styles of Palace Fighting?"

"Don't worry, disciple. I will help you! Your fiancée is quite charming, so we must take the initiative. Let me slowly explain this book..."

……

After waking up, I felt much better.

Xie Yunhe stretched lazily on the bed.

This was the first time he slept so comfortably after entering the book.

Thinking about his mission - to find a partner for the protagonist Qin Yu.

He had a headache.

Qin Yu hasn't returned to the cave for more than a month.

As a small cannon fodder, Xie Yunhe had no chance to find out Qin Yu's movements, so he could only wait in the cave.

Let’s finish Senior Sister Hua’s task first.

According to Senior Sister Hua, the Goddess Festival will be held the night after tomorrow, so he should set off for Baihua City today.

Fortunately, Senior Sister Hua still remembered that he was just an outer disciple and did not have a flying magic weapon.

We agreed to meet at the entrance of Tianjian Sect at noon.

As usual, Xie Yunhe performed the Small Spiritual Rain Technique on the spiritual valley in the cave.

Familiar clouds flew over, and the spiritual valley grew fuller under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, and the ears of grain seemed to be about to hang down to the ground.

Ok?

Xie Yunhe took a closer look and found that the spiritual grain was ripe!

He has harvested several crops of spiritual grain this month.

Very skillfully, he took out the sickle beside him and started harvesting.

The spiritual valley was harvested with a humming sound.

The bodies of cultivators are good.

Half an hour later, he had harvested a large area of spiritual grain and planted new seeds.

After the harvest, the spiritual grains shone with golden light, and were piled up in the open space on the side.

Xie Yunhe moved the spiritual valleys into Qin Yu's cave.

Qin Yu's cave has no other rooms except a living room, a master bedroom, a guest room and a training room.

Qin Yu himself has a storage bag, but he hasn't even opened up a warehouse.

Xie Yunhe cannot go to the master bedroom, but he can go to the training room, but how can the spiritual grain be placed in the training room?

As for the guest room, it is his bedroom, so of course Linggu cannot be placed there.

Xie Yunhe had no choice but to pile all the spiritual grains in the living room.

He has piled up a lot of spiritual grains in this month. If Qin Yu doesn't come back, his living room will be full.

If outsiders were to see Qin Yu's cave, they would surely be in tears and laughter. The entire hall was a golden ocean, and the spiritual grains were piled up to the ceiling.