The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

As Xu Miaoer finished speaking.

Gu Junming was so frightened that his body trembled, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he almost blurted out:

Damn! How did I get promoted to second place?

The atmosphere froze for a few moments.

Suddenly, with a "swish", the beaded curtain hanging inside the carriage was suddenly pulled open, and a fairy with a frosty face leaned out from inside, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Staring coldly at the "familiar" person.

But the moment Si Wenjun came out, Gu Junming was quick-witted and grabbed a handful of hair, making every strand stand up, like an arrogant hedgehog.

His friendly and approachable temperament also changed suddenly.

His passion is soaring and he is arrogant and domineering.

He frowned, put his left hand on his waist, and pressed his right palm on his hairline to prevent his hair from being too messy.

At the same time, it also served the purpose of making things more obvious. He opened his mouth in a fluent and authentic Central Plains accent: "What are you two doing? I'm just standing here playing the phoenix. Stop making noise!"

"And you, old man, you're only eighteen today. Are you being polite, you little girl?"

Si Wenjun's eyes froze and he remained stunned for a long moment.

Disguise, change clothes, suppress voice...

Si Wenjun thought of several possibilities, but he never expected that he would meet a real person from the Central Plains here.

Remember to put it on the wanted list.

The guy that Senior Sister Song had personally placed there came from the Eastern Divine Territory and should be a local.

But looking at the current situation...

"It's a friend from the Central Plains!"

Xu Miaoer's eyes lit up instantly.

She has always longed for the vast and prosperous Central Plains, where immortals are said to exist.

Xu Miaoer is a practitioner.

The "immortal" in her eyes is naturally different from the immortal in the secular stereotype.

The kind of "immortal" she understood was someone who had truly transcended the eight ordinary realms and become an immortal!

"You were just greeting the old man, do you think it's appropriate to be friends now?"

Gu Jun said carelessly and somewhat unhappily.

"Don't mind."

Xu Miaoer smiled and waved her hand, saying: "After all, if you hadn't said it, I would have thought you had already..."

"What's the matter?" Gu Junming raised his eyebrows, his eyes revealing a hint of hostility and a strong warning.

"Already nineteen years old."

Xu Miaoer turned her head and looked to the side. When she said this, she felt her conscience was strongly condemned.

Whose original family looked like this at the age of 18?

Central Plains doesn’t mean middle-aged, okay!

"You young bastard, I have no grudge against you. Why are you staring at me? Have we met before?"

Gu Junming then shifted his gaze to Si Wenjun with a puzzled expression.

"No." Si Wenjun shook his head slightly.

She adjusted herself slightly, smiled faintly, and returned to her usual gentle and virtuous appearance, and said with a smile:

"You are probably waiting for the bus, right?

"There's an old saying that goes, 'Eastern Land and Central Plains, the two regions are one family, and all the seas are brothers.'"

Si Wenjun is kindhearted:

"Since we are from the Central Plains, where are you going? If it's on the way, we can give you a ride."

"I told you, I'm just standing here playing the flute, and it'll be boring in a while. You guys are busy, you guys are busy..."

Gu Junming quickly waved his hands to refuse.

In the past, when he was young and frivolous, he did something embarrassing in the Baihua Palace that shocked all the gods.

That incident was like breaking the paper of the skylight, rubbing the dignity of Baihua Palace on the ground.

His glorious deeds are still widely circulated in the circle, and he is known as the most courageous man in history!

As a result, Gu Junming is too embarrassed to face his friends and relatives in Baihua Palace...

I’m afraid of being caught and castrated alive!

"Haha, you Central Plains people talk so funny."

"Hey, whoosh!" Xu Miaoer calmed the two horses and jumped off the carriage lightly.

"What do you call it?"

Xu Miaoer's smile was as bright as the warm spring sun. She stood with her hands on her hips, looking a little playful. Her willow-shaped eyebrows were slightly raised, and she spoke to Gu Junming in a very familiar manner.

At this time, Si Wenjun also slowly got off the carriage.

Judging from the situation, it is obvious that he is going to rely on it.

The corners of Gu Junming's eyes twitched slightly, and he didn't really want to contact the people from Baihua Palace.

Fortunately, I am from the Central Plains. Although I have forgotten a lot of my hometown dialect, normal communication is still not a problem.

It's just that I haven't spoken for too long, so sometimes I'm a little out of tune.

"Just call me Old Gong."

"Old Aunt?" Xu Miao'er opened her eyes wide and couldn't help laughing. "How could your family give you such a name? It sounds like an old woman."

A problem arose: the character "公" became "姑".

Gu Junming had a blank expression on his face.

But I was wondering, has the admission standards of Baihua Palace been lowered in recent years?

How could such an ignorant person appear...

"Miao'er."

Si Wenjun glanced at Xu Miaoer indifferently, and the latter immediately covered her mouth when she saw him.

"Hehe, Senior Sister, I don't mean anything else."

Xu Miaoer forced a smile and explained, "It's just my first time meeting someone from the Central Plains, so I'm a little excited."

Making fun of someone's name is not polite, and Xu Miaoer naturally knows this.

But as she said, she was a little excited to see people from Central Plains for the first time.

Especially when the tone is so serious yet funny, I can't help but laugh.

But Xu Miaoer was also a little curious. Do people in the Central Plains speak like this?

"Old Gong...right?"

Si Wenjun kept an eye on Gu Junming's expression, feeling suspicious. She felt like she had seen him somewhere before...

No wonder he looked familiar, he really looked like that thief.

Unfortunately, the fog was too thick that day and I couldn't see the thief's specific appearance clearly.

It is a bit too far-fetched to distinguish them based solely on a vivid but intangible portrait.

After all, Senior Sister Song's painting skills are really not commendable...

Noticing that the other party was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Junming was afraid of revealing a flaw, so he nodded and responded to Si Wenjun with body movements.

"Okay, Old Gong, why do you keep holding your hair down?"

Si Wenjun couldn't help but frown. He always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what it was.

This feeling is so strange...

"Yes, I just discovered it."

Xu Miaoer asked with concern:

"Are you injured?"

"I grew up in a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and I've learned a little bit about medicine. If you don't mind, I can help you check your injuries. Lao... uh, Lao Dong?"

Gu Junming was no longer in the mood to worry about the name.

It's not that he doesn't want to let go. Although his appearance has changed a lot in recent years, his general outline and hairstyle are still the same as before, and they have remained the same for ten years.

But there is a saying that goes, "No matter how things change, they remain essentially the same."

Gu Junming was afraid that after letting it go, Si Wenjun would recognize him as the criminal from that year.

When Si Wenjun first met Gu Junming, she felt that he looked familiar, but she didn't know that Gu Junming felt the same way when he saw her.

Even compared to Si Wenjun.

Gu Junming recognized Si Wenjun at first sight as one of the fairies who was present at the embarrassing incident that year.

Both a witness and... a victim.

So I dare not expose myself anymore.

"Young people don't catch it, is this cool?"