Hachishomon

So decided.

Lu Wangchuan was relieved, feeling that he had arranged for the rest of his life very well, that he had settled down, and thought about living a life diligently, saving money to marry a wife, marrying a beautiful daughter-in-law... I really thought about it a lot .

He fell asleep after thinking about it, and when he woke up the next day, the benefactor did not come back.

I didn’t come back on the second day, and there was still no news on the third and fourth days. The two “entourages” brought by the benefactor looked very calm, either meditating or meditating, not in a hurry to get angry, ruthless——Lu Wang Chuan clicked his tongue.

Until No. 18 days, Duan Zhong came back from nowhere. He went down to the mortal world and faded away the Buddha statue. It was still the formula that Lu Wangchuan was familiar with, or the taste that Lu Wangchuan was familiar with.

Duan Chongshu looked no different from eighteen days ago, except that one of his sleeves was torn.

Lu Wangchuan bit the bullet and leaned forward to get scolded, then get out after being scolded.

Duan Chongshu just glanced at him, pushed the two shikigami, and led him on the road again.

This time Lu Wangchuan had a heart, and followed behind him every step of the way. He was as honest as a frost-beaten eggplant, and he didn't make any noise. He had a headache.

After the two sides were silent for a long time, Duan Chongshu asked him, "Why don't you talk?"

Lu Wangchuan drooped his head: "I am afraid that my benefactor will drive me away, so I dare not say it."

It took Duan Chongshu a long time to say: "You are a child of a good family. I am lucky to have you. It is your fate. No matter what others think of you, don't lose your heart."

Lu Wangchuan quickly acted like a good boy: "Yeah, don't worry, my benefactor, I promise I won't learn well! No no, I promise I won't fail to learn well!"

Duan Chongshu ignored him, as if he was a little tired.

Two days later, they stood at the foot of a majestic mountain with a series of steps winding deep into the forest.

It's really a fairy mountain, the scenery at the foot of the mountain alone has already fascinated Lu Wangchuan.

An old man walked out next to him, dressed in common clothes and carrying a cane. He saluted Duan Chongshu and was about to speak, but was turned away by Duan Chongshu's eyes.

Lu Wangchuan didn't recognize the mountain god, he just thought he was an old man passing by, and was about to ask the old man what kind of mountain it was and why it was so beautiful.

Duan Chongshu led him up the bluestone steps again.

The side of the road is full of Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass, the side peaks of the steep mountains are getting steeper and steeper than the other, there is still gurgling water in the forest, and there are waterfalls like silver belts. Lu Wangchuan can see it clearly. A red-crowned crane ran out of the forest just now. Every plant, every tree, every flower and every stone on this mountain is very delicate and beautiful like a fairy.

Walking in such a good place, even if he was climbing the endless stairs, Lu Wangchuan felt that he had endless energy, and he climbed hundreds of floors without feeling tired.

Layers of palaces with cornices appeared in the clouds and mist in front of them, and the stairs under their feet had come to an end. They reached the open area on the top of the mountain. There were two stone lions with a height of twelve or three feet squatting on all the steps. In the middle, one side was more than ten feet wide The mountain wall barrier tens of feet high hides the mysterious scenery behind the mountain wall, only revealing the palaces and pavilions flickering on both sides.

Lu Wangchuan had never seen such a spectacular sight before. It was the first time for Xiong Xiazi to enter the city. He touched the big lion excitedly, and then went to look at the three big characters embossed on the mountain wall, but he had never read a book. He can only recognize the characters of "Zhihuzhe Yeyue", so he can't read those three powerful characters.

"Benefactor, let's go in quickly."

Lu Wangchuan excitedly grabbed his sleeve and walked in, but found that he stopped moving forward.

Looking back at him wonderingly: "Benefactor?"

Duan Chongshu said, "I'll take you here"

Lu Wangchuan was stunned, and asked, "Huh? Send me off? What do you mean?"

Duan Chongshu looked at him and didn't answer, suddenly a gust of wind rose from under his feet, blowing his sleeves and whirling around him.

"You have to practice well and don't cause trouble"

As the wind got worse, his figure faded away, and Lu Wangchuan quickly grabbed his sleeve.

With a sound of tearing, half of Duan Chongshu's sleeve was torn and left in his hand, and he flew away like a breeze.

Lu Wangchuan was still standing there blankly, when he heard someone from behind ask, "Is this Lu Wangchuan here?"

Lu Wangchuan looked back and saw a fairy boy in white clothes and green shirt standing in front of the mountain wall, but at the age of eleven or twelve years old, he already had an extraordinary appearance and quite a fairy appearance.

"...Yes, what is this place?"

Xiantong glanced at him, he was courteous, but also refused people thousands of miles away, and bowed his hands and said: "The Yukun Mountain Nine Micro Sect, the four elders have been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

Jade Kunshan, Nine Micro School?

This is Jiuweipai

Xiantong had already flashed across the mountain wall, but Lu Wangchuan stood still at the same spot, until Xiantong came back impatiently to invite him for the second time, then he followed him into the gate of Jiuwei sect.

That half of the sleeve was left on the bluestone steps.

The author has something to say: The past two days are very hard to see, I want to die...

☆、Big embroidered pillow [[-]]

Since Pangu opened the sky and the earth, the clear is the sky, the turbid is the earth, the appearance of the heaven and the earth, the first creation of the universe, everything in the world has its own place, each has its own destiny, and the boundary between the mortal world and the heaven has been clearly defined.

It is a good saying that there are gods up three feet above the head. No matter whether the mortals have seen gods or not, they all know that there are people who are in charge of the gods and govern the universe. There is a list of gods between heaven and earth. , the gods on the list are all masters of their karma, connecting their karma, ruling the heaven and the earth for thousands of years, and will continue to rule with their dictatorship endlessly.

At the top of the Gang of Gods, there are four masters in command of the clergy. They are connected with the rivers and are with the heaven and the earth. They are the sanctioners with the supreme power in the world today. Down to every commoner of the Li people, up to the dragon veins of the imperial city, they are all closely related to them, and there is an inseparable and extremely mysterious connection in the dark.

According to legend, the top four masters signed a mountain and river deed with successive emperors. The fate of the country, the fate of the people, whether the world is in peace or chaos, and the people's blessings or disasters are all tied to the deeds that cannot be separated.

It is also the link between heaven and earth to check and balance.

The four immortal masters of the Nine Micro Sect, Qing Ya, Jue Xian, Zi Wei, and Gu Zhu, are all well-known figures in the Gang of Gods. They have founded the Nine Micro Sect for thousands of years, and there are countless successful disciples, most of whom have become personalities. What everyone, big and small, can be regarded as honoring their ancestors and becoming famous all over the world.

When Lu Wangchuan came to such a place, it was as he had promised his mother, and he was a steady man. He was very smart, and there was a place where nonsense was allowed. It was different from the night forest he had been through. He didn't want to be looked down upon by these big shots like a country boy who had never seen the world. Although he was a country boy who had never seen the world. On the way to know where he was going, he kept his head down and kept quiet, and he didn't even look at the butterflies flying past him.

Why did his benefactor send him here? He didn’t know, and he had no place to ask. Now that he’s gone, the anger and loss of being abandoned again has not yet been truly felt, and he has been pulled into a deeper reality. up.

In each of the orderly courtyards, there are young people dressed as servants sweeping the floor, sprinkling water, carrying water basins and handkerchiefs and other things to shuttle back and forth, compared to the battles of the richest Mr. Liu in the town that Lu Wangchuan has seen. I don't know how many hundred times bigger, almost making him mistakenly think that he broke into the palace by mistake.

Xiantong led him to a magnificent and majestic hall located on the central axis. The hall was above hundreds of jade steps. Lu Wangchuan looked up from the bottom and felt dizzy.

After climbing up hundreds of jade steps, Xiantong asked him to stand and wait, and then went in to communicate.

Lu Wangchuan stood there with his hands down and waited obediently, and finally had time to look around, but he seemed to have come too early, there were not many people under the dim light, only the young servants were busy coming and going.

But soon, he saw several men and women in the same attire as the fairy boy who led him in. They were dressed in white and green shirts.

When the boys and girls saw Lu Wangchuan, they just glanced at him from a distance, then whispered a few words to their companions, looked at each other with a smile, and then walked away. They should regard this stranger as a new servant.

Lu Wangchuan lowered his head to look at his dirty short robe, which was not much more stretched than a wrinkle leaf, so he stopped looking around, and regarded himself as a handyman.

Fairy Tong finally came out, with an extra whisk in his hand, swept the whisk around him, and said, "Come with me."

Although Lu Wangchuan was young, he already knew how to read people's faces. He noticed that Xiantong's attitude towards him was not as good as before. If Xiantong just regarded him as a wild child from the countryside, then he should Became a wild dog from the country.

Lu Wangchuan suddenly felt a little annoyed, not the fairy boy, but the man who led him here without authorization, no matter what his original intention was, now he has let himself be reduced to being looked down upon by everyone.

How can you leave me alone, kill me and don't care about burying the bastard!

The young boy is unreasonable, paranoid, and domineering, but now all his temper has to be restrained, because he knew when he entered the hall that he was here to "face the saint".

There is a jade statue in the center of the main hall. The old man in a Taoist robe has a calm and solemn expression. The jade statue is as tall as two people. When he walked past him, Lu Wangchuan looked up and felt a chill for no reason.

In front of the flashing vermilion lacquered gate, there stood an old man with a fairy demeanor. The old man had a white beard reaching his chest, held Buddha dust in his hand, and was dressed in a plain green shirt.

The fairy boy bowed respectfully to the old man, and Lu Wangchuan hurriedly imitated the cat and the tiger.

Qing Ya just glanced at him, let Xiantong back down, and asked: "Are you Lu Wangchuan?"

This person is too serious, even more serious than the master who judged the case in the yamen, Lu Wangchuan bowed his head and said respectfully: "Yes"

Qing Ya snorted lightly with unknown meaning, swung Fuchen around and said, "Follow me"

Lu Wangchuan suppressed the urge to turn his head and run, and timidly followed him into the gate.

Behind the gate is an impenetrable stone cave. The unfathomable depth of the cave is unfathomable. On the stone walls on both sides, there are portraits hanging every two steps. On the side stone wall, he saw a familiar portrait. Before he could take a closer look, the portrait had already been thrown behind him.

He looked back a few times, but couldn't see anything clearly.

Qing Ya said with long eyes on the back of his head: "Don't look around."

Lu Wangchuan glanced at him sideways, and looked away from lowering his eyes, but even though he no longer stared blatantly, he caught an abnormality that was too obvious from the corner of his eye.

A few steps ahead, one of the two portraits is missing. It seems that it has been taken down for a long time. The water stains on the stone wall have soaked the place where the painting was originally hung, leaving only a faint outline.

At the end of the cave is the Dongzhong Lake. On the south, west, and north sides of the circular lake, there are two men and a woman meditating. One of the men looks very young, and the other has a white beard like Qingya. , and that woman, Lu Wangchuan thought bitterly in his heart, the age and appearance of Mrs. Miejue.

Qing Ya walked to the east and sat down to meditate, and said to Lu Wangchuan: "Come in"

Lu Wangchuan blinked, come in?In front of him is the lake, where to go?

Immortal Ziwei, who was slandered as Miejue Shitai, opened his eyes with impatience: "Go in now."

Lu Wangchuan understood that he was being asked to walk into the lake, so he ruthlessly walked towards the center of the lake. It was strange that he didn't fall off when his feet were wet, and walked to the stone platform in the middle of the lake to sit. Next, close your eyes without a teacher.

The moment he closed his eyes, his insensibility seemed to be sealed, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't feel anything, but fleeting light and shadows flashed in his mind The picture, accompanied by the chants of the four immortal elders here, the quartet buzzed in his mind, he couldn't hear what they were talking about at all, and he didn't even know what the scrolls of pictures flashed in front of him , Not even sure if this picture scroll belongs to his own memory.

The scroll picture was poor, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that his heart was beating like thunder and his head was sweating profusely.

Qingya's lingering voice lingered in his ears: From now on, I will be your master.

Lu Wangchuan swallowed his saliva, looked at his mouth and nose, and called out respectfully: "Master!"

Following Qingya down the jade steps of the main hall, Lu Wangchuan was still flustered.

Qing Ya led him to an open yard with rustling bamboo forest, and said that he would let him meet his senior brothers and sisters.

So Lu Wangchuan saw a group of people gathered in the bamboo grove from afar, and a young man surrounded by them was playing sword.

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, five or six years older than Lu Wangchuan. He was already handsome and slender, with a graceful figure and a handsome appearance. He was a good young man. He was practicing a set of sword skills. How should I put it, from the perspective of Lu Wangchuan, a young disciple who has just joined the sect for a while... What a fucking big embroidered pillow.

Although the handsome brother's sword is flowing and flowing, it has a certain degree of relaxation, but there is more than aura and lack of sword energy. Although others have a good set of light kungfu, flying up and down, but he seems to exude all the subtleties of all swordsmanship , There is an empty shell under the flower shelf.

Don't look at the flying flowers and fallen leaves he danced with a silver sword, which is dazzling, but Lu Wangchuan can tell that whenever someone throws a stone at him, the lively flying peacock will be knocked down.

It's just empty.

The male peacock didn't know that he was despised by a kid who had just arrived, and he didn't know where to pick a sword to drop the flower, which caused the onlookers to exclaim.

Lu Wangchuan rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Hua Nian"

Qing Ya called out to a certain male peacock who was complacent.

Chu Huanian put his sword back into its sheath, flew over from the bamboo forest in a whirl, and landed steadily and beautifully.

Chu Huanian held his sword and saluted: "Master"

It's just two steps, it's easier for you to come over than to fly over.

On the surface, Lu Wangchuan was honest and well-behaved, but secretly slandered him.

Chu Huanian also saw this little boy who was staring at him from a long distance early in the morning. At first he thought it was another one who was captured by his own demeanor, but it turned out that he was wrong, because the boy obviously drooped his eyes and didn't want to Pay attention to him, his expression is still weary.

Qing Ya said: "This is your Junior Brother Lu, you take him to familiarize yourself with the sect and tell him the rules of the sect"

Chu Huanian looked at the little junior calmly, and returned with a vigorous smile from the master: "Yes, don't worry, master."

Although Lu Wangchuan didn't want to see him, but his eyes were still there, so he bowed and called out obediently: "Senior Brother"

Maybe it's because black-bellied people are particularly accurate in seeing the same kind, and Chu Huanian is also very shrewd, so he can see clearly that this little junior brother is definitely not as honest as he appears on the surface.

Qing Ya left after explaining, so Lu Wangchuan was surrounded by his fellow seniors again.

The corners of his clothes were fluttering, and there were many fairy shadows. He stood in rags among them and felt at a loss, but he was very stable. His inferiority complex showed such a calm and composed look, and no one knew his true self. The palms are sweating layer by layer.

"who are you?"

A senior sister asked.

Lu Wangchuan looked in her direction but didn't look at her, he only looked at her skirt and said, "Return to Senior Sister, my name is Lu Wangchuan"

The senior sister laughed, Qing Lingling said: "Who asked what your name is, I asked who you are, where did you come from? Who introduced you?"

Lu Wangchuan was asked, who introduced him?The person who introduced him to grandma has irresponsibly abandoned him and left!

I saw Lu Wangchuan, who was born to pretend, said indifferently: "The master is unknown, and the benefactor I introduced is inconvenient to name, senior sister forgive me."

Yo, it's quite mysterious.

Everyone thinks so.

But he couldn't escape Chu Huanian, who was not good at swordsmanship but had vicious eyes.

Chu Huanian watched him move freely among the senior sisters and senior brothers. Although he looked honest and sincere, he could tell that this kid didn't say a word of truth, and it was thanks to these pussies that believed him.

Lu Wangchuan also knew that a certain male peacock had been sizing him up all the time, so he gave him a look in his spare time, and even gave him a friendly smile, but his eyes said--look at a stick, you embroidered pillow, it really hurts to be idle.

Chu Huanian also successfully received his unfriendly wink, but he was five or six years older than him, so Brother Chu immediately took his hand affectionately and introduced him to the seniors present one by one.

Ouch, it's not easy, the one here is so good at pretending, this little kid is a bit interesting.

Brother Chu perfectly carried forward his sleek and exquisite style of dealing with things, and brought out his kindness and love to the fullest, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

Lu Wangchuan almost shed tears, how could there be such a hypocrite in this world!

Although Chu Huanian remained courteous and courteous to everyone, Lu Wangchuan, who was equally shrewd, found that he did not take these people seriously, and even looked down upon them, because every time he introduced a person to himself, His eyes were all superficial, he only glanced at the man's neckline, and then moved away, not even looking at his face lazily.

Lu Wangchuan naturally couldn't dismantle his outfit well, so he could only take him away passively for a while.

"Go, brother will take you to where you live"

Chu Huanian hugged his shoulder affectionately.

Lu Wangchuan resisted the urge to push him away, and said honestly and fearfully with his eyelids drooping: "Then I'll have to thank Senior Brother Chu."

The two black-bellied foxes, one big and one small, went to the courtyard where the disciples lived in such an intimate manner. Along the way, Chu Huanian gave him a brief introduction to the veins and rules of the school. The younger brother listened very carefully.

The two hypocritical people who were so angry with each other just returned home with contempt and disdain for each other, talking and laughing.

☆、Big embroidered pillow 【[-]】

False embroidered pillows.

Lu Wangchuan thought secretly.

Weird and tricky little fart kid.

Chu Huanian was not polite either.

Then the two looked at each other politely and smiled.

Why is this person so good at pretending?

Lu Wangchuan thought to himself.

How can this person pretend better than me?

Chu Huanian was also puzzled.

Both of them have become foxes for thousands of years, and now the king of nature is gone.

What kind of fragrance does Brother Chu's clothes smell like?

Lu Wangchuan rubbed his nose, what kind of incense does a big man smoke to attract butterflies?

The little brother sneezed lightly, which made the clever brother Chu immediately realize what was going on.

It's all because the two servant boys are too stupid. He said clearly that the lotus is fragrant, but the servant boy forcibly fumigated his clothes with all kinds of flower fragrances. When a person walks, he smells the fragrance of peony in one step, and turns into magnolia in two steps, and the aftertaste is wild rose soaked in honey.

What a show - Lu Wangchuan clicked his tongue in his heart.

So Chu Huanian hugged him even tighter, which finally made Lu Wangchuan unable to pretend anymore.

He has been allergic to pollen since he was a child.

Lu Wangchuan shook off his arm and ran to the side to sneez violently, snot and tears came out together.

Chu Huanian looked at him with a smile and said with concern: "What's the matter, little brother? Is it cold?"

Fengchi is a ghost, I don't blame you for the fragrance of flowers that the spring breeze can't cover!

The teasing in his eyes and the black-bellied intention to look at him in a mess are too obvious, Lu Wangchuan couldn't bear it anymore, wiped away his tears and asked: "Senior Brother Chu, what does it smell like? It smells very good."

The male peacock fluttering in the wind straightened his clothes, and said gracefully: "It's nothing, I smoked a little hibiscus, if my little brother likes it, I'll give you some tomorrow."

The younger brother showed his original expression, and then said: "No, I don't like this kind of fragrance very much."

The big fox took the bait and asked, "Why?"

The little fox glanced at him and said lightly: "Oh, my mother uses this kind of incense to smoke toilets, I don't like it"

Big Fox: ...

As a relative of the emperor, the little prince who walked out of the prince's mansion, Mr. Chu Huanian, has not come into contact with such indecent terms as 'toilet' for so many years, but now he is accused of being called a toilet by a brat!

Really angry Xiao Wang also!

In the advanced martial arts confrontation of "compare who is more pretentious", the little prince fell from the upper hand for the first time.

"Is it the yard in front? Thank you brother, I can go there by myself."

Lu Wangchuan politely bid farewell to his senior brother who had turned pale with anger, and went to the place where he was about to stay.

Even though he said that, he just didn't like Chu Huanian, and he didn't have much hostility. He didn't do anything, so how could he harbor malice towards him for no reason.

In the final analysis, it was because he, a commoner's son without any identity or background, suddenly entered such a place with extremely high threshold and full of descendants of power and wealth. He felt that he was incompatible with them, and also felt that he was humble and lowly. And foolishly strengthening himself, not wanting to be looked down upon by others.

This small courtyard is built on the mountain, more secluded than other places. There are three rows of houses in the yard, and there is a big plane tree in the yard. Under the tree is a small round lake made of artificial stones. Sitting alone was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a simple blue robe, with a few vigorous Aomei embroidered on the corners and cuffs, looking gentle, sitting by the water and flipping through a book .

Lu Wangchuan paused and walked towards him, and bowed to the end: "Senior brother"

Luo Yutang slowly raised her head from the scroll, and smiled before saying anything: "You are?"

It was only then that Lu Wangchuan realized that his long hair was not in a bun, but was draped over his shoulders chicly and casually, and this man was really...beautiful. He looks like a sleeping mural, isolated from the world and like an outsider.

But his face was a little pale, and the corners of his eyes and brows were sickly and tired, making him look as thin as a piece of paper, even a butterfly would disturb him.

It was the first time I saw such a gentle and handsome person, it was like a fairy brother, Lu Wangchuan, who pretended to be a ghost when seeing people, suddenly couldn't speak.

"This is the new disciple of Immortal Elder Qingya, the last one in the line, called Lu Wangchuan"

Chu Huanian didn't know when he followed, and he returned to his doglike appearance.

Luo Yutang stood up holding the book, her slender figure seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time, and said to Lu Wangchuan with a smile: "Then I am indeed your senior brother, will you live with me?"

The second half of the sentence was for Chu Huanian.

Chu Huanian moved towards him wagging his invisible tail, and said, "Aren't there a few rooms available here? He's very honest and won't disturb you."

Luo Yutang smiled and waved to a very honest person: "Come here, I'll show you the room"

Before Lu Wangchuan left, he received a sugar-coated cannonball from Brother Chu's warning eyes.

Be honest with me, little bastard.

The little bastard glanced at him, walked up to Luo Yutang, and said sincerely, "Thank you, brother."

Luo Yutang held the book in one hand, took his hand generously and went to the room on the left.

Lu Wangchuan was a little flattered, and he didn't forget to turn his head to look at Chu Huanian's eyes to indicate that his left hand was being held by a certain fairy brother.

Chu Huanian's eyes were wide open, he almost stepped on the corner of his clothes and knelt down, grinding his teeth viciously.

This little bastard is really hated!

Suffering from the same popular toothache on the same day, Chu Huanian felt that he could no longer forgive this duplicitous little junior like he tolerated and forgave other ordinary people. This little bastard's cultivation is deeper than his!

The male peacock raised in the gold and silver nest, the young prince Chu Huanian has never met anyone who can tell lies better than him in the past ten years!

Just as he was about to shake his sleeves and leave, he saw a person sitting on the roof at some point on the right side. The man was sloppily wearing a short coat, sitting cross-legged on the roof, looking up at the sky stupidly. , holding a gossip plate in his arms.

Compared with the pretending Lu Wangchuan, he is really dull.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and the stars slowly emerged.

Even though Chu Huanian was used to his appearance, he still felt a toothache, and asked with a sigh, "Junior Brother Mu, what are you doing?"

Mu Youcai looked at the sky without blinking and said, "Today's astrology is not right, Sirius has shifted, and Ziwei star is wobbling... How come there is a vision in the sixth line of Qiankun?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and moved the six lines on the hexagram plate, muttering something in his mouth: "No, no, how come there is a looseness, and the two of them are completely displaced. , what's wrong today... I miscalculated... eh?"

Mu Youcai blinked, looked down at someone on the ground, and asked blankly, "Senior Brother Chu? When did you come? Are you looking for Brother Yutang? He should be in the room."

Chu Huanian: ...

He has been speechless for a long time for this cheap junior who is ignorant and ignorant, holding a broken dial and talking nonsense all day long.

Mu Youcai took the senior brother's silence as an acquiescence, so he hooked his head and yelled at Luo Yutang's room intimately: "Brother Yutang—Senior Brother Chu is here to find you again—"

During this three gasps, Chu Huanian was really afraid that he would call him dead, so he waved his hands helplessly and said, "You come down first."

Mu Youcai looked up at the sky again, then corrected the hexagrams he had deduced for a long time, and climbed down with great effort.

As a senior who has been in the sect for five or six years, so far he has not even learned sword practice, not even light kung fu, and everyone is ashamed of him except himself like a wooden club.

A good and energetic young man, but Mu Youcai is so dull and lifeless, so lifeless that Lu Wangchuan didn't bother to pretend to be deep and restrained when he met him.

I could only sigh in my heart and call my senior brother in resignation.

He met a total of three people, except for a sick and immortal elder brother, these two, one with an embroidered pillow and the other dull and dull, is this really the Nine Micro School?

Lu Wangchuan stared at the sky in dismay speechless.

Alas... Forget it, he himself is not much better, isn't he also a little beggar.

Now that the big guys met each other, everyone was thinking about it, except Mu Youcai.

Senior Brother Mu, who was innocent in appearance and heart, ran to his room and took out a meeting gift for his junior brother, saying, "Take it and use it."

Lu Wangchuan looked at it and didn't want to say anything anymore.

His senior brother Mu gave him an old-fashioned chair, and the old boy had a similar one in his life. He often lay in the yard to bask in the sun and catch lice. It was very suitable for his rest.

Speechless, Lu Wangchuan accepted it gratefully, thinking that even if you gave me a stool, it would be better than it.

The male peacock's tail opened again, Chu Huanian called the servant boy to pass on the meal on his own initiative, and brazenly planned to stay for a meal, and helped the servant boy tidy the stone table under the plane tree with the same enthusiasm as before.

Lu Wangchuan figured it out, the darker the sky, the more waves he gets.

The anti-customer Chu Huanian invited them to sit down for dinner, and even deliberately pulled Brother Immortal to sit beside him.

There were four stone benches in total, and Lu Wangchuan had no choice but to sit next to the male peacock, receiving a disgusted look from him.

As if to say, go away, you have crushed my gorgeous tail that I have nowhere to place.

Lu Wangchuan moved his butt as he wished, he wished to stay away from him.

During the meal, Chu Huanian toasted Lu Wangchuan a glass of wine without changing his face, and said with a coquettish smile, "Little brother, brother, I will cleanse you up, don't be rough."

But the eyes are saying, pick it up and you will be caught, you little bastard, if I can't get off the stage, you will have no good fruit.

Since Brother Immortal was watching, Lu Wangchuan pretended to touch him, drinking wine with water.

Chu Huanian showed a smile of "you're still acquainted", and then ignored him, forcing his stomach to talk about poetry and poetry with Luo Yutang.

Mu Youcai didn't talk much, only today when the junior brother arrived for the first time, did he chat with Lu Wangchuan, take care of him, and make some suggestions.

The summary is, once Hou Men enters the deep sea, you can figure it out yourself.

Lu Wangchuan looked up at the brothers who were eating at the dinner table, and thought to himself—how deep this must be...

He didn't look down on anyone. If people don't come to look down on him, he is already Amitabha. He just whitewashed himself to be strong enough, and his scheming was deep enough.

Of course, he is not happy to fight with others. At this time, Chu Huanian is not so polite to him, and looks down on him in secret. He has two faces in the open and in the dark, but throws his eyes and face in the open for him to see. , no longer so hypocritical and hypocritical that people are tired and flustered, which makes Lu Wangchuan slightly relieved.

He is still used to dealing with this kind of people who don't hide too much, no matter how big-hearted he can pretend, he is still a child who has not experienced much in the world.

When the cups and plates were messed up, Chu Huanian drank several cups of Luo Yutang's apricot blossom wine, which was already a little high, and was knocking on the cups with chopsticks, humming and singing Man Ting Fang.

At first, Lu Wangchuan only asked Mu Youcai and Luo Yutang about people, but Chu Huanian heard about it.

"Who is that fairy?"

Chu Huanian was not drunk, just slightly tipsy, and being slightly tipsy was enough to completely suppress the pretense that he usually relied on to survive.

Luo Yutang answered for him: "Wang Chuan is looking for someone, you know?"

"calling name"

Chu Huanian dragged his head and asked Lu Wangchuan.

Lu Wangchuan thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

"Hmm... is that the immortal who practiced where?"

Lu Wangchuan said, "I don't know."

Chu Huanian's eyelids twitched: "Then what do you know?"

Lu Wangchuan thought for a while, then looked at him seriously and said, "He's very good-looking, very good-looking."

Chu Huanian: ...

What the hell is this clue.

Luo Yutang and Mu Youcai were also speechless.

Chu Huanian pointed to his face and said, "Looks good, prettier than me?"

Lu Wangchuan rolled his eyes in disgust, and nodded sincerely.

Chu Huanian pointed at Luo Yutang again, and asked, "Better than Yutang"

Lu Wangchuan thought about it seriously, then nodded with difficulty.

Chu Huanian threw the chopsticks away and said firmly, "There's no need to look for it."

Lu Wangchuan hurriedly asked, "Why?"

Chu Huanian swore: "The pustules are definitely not some gods, he must be a vixen."

Lu Wangchuan: ...

I saw Chu Huanian flicking his hair tie furiously, glanced at him, and said, "If you've got nothing to do, find a vixen, you're such a lazy ass."

Lu Wangchuan: ...

Hey, I suddenly find this person inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

As soon as this statement came out, Luo Yutang looked at him silently, and Mu Youcai nailed the wood to the stool.

Chu Huanian silently looked away at the sky, feeling desolate in his heart——

His grandma's father made a slip of the tongue!

☆、Search up and down 【[-]】

The servant boy delivered a set of clothes to his room early in the morning, and asked him to arrive at Yingyang Field in half an hour.

Lu Wangchuan woke up a long time ago, and he hasn't closed his eyes since the first bird chirping in the mountains. When the servant boy came in, he was sitting at the table with a book he only knew was "Heaven". ''People''s heavenly book is pretending, and they don't know if the book is turned upside down, and they still mutter words.

It's hard for him too...

The servant boy put down his clothes and left, Lu Wangchuan couldn't wait to try them on, but although the clothes were not very complicated, only three or four layers inside and out, he wrapped himself up like a zongzi, and he didn't know where to go with his belt. However, he stubbornly insisted on putting it on himself, and finally successfully bound his hands and feet, unable to move like a wooden stake, so he had no choice but to turn to Luo Yutang for help.

Luo Yutang rushed to hear the sound, first leaned against the door frame and laughed for a long time, then rescued him from the turned-up sleeves, and then gently and softly helped him put on his clothes and fasten his belt.

It was the first time that Lu Wangchuan, whose skin was three and a half feet thicker than the city wall, felt shy, and kept looking at him with his head down.

Luo Yutang asked him where he was going.

Lu Wangchuan opened his mouth and answered: "Yingyang field!"

Luo Yutang nodded: "Then you wait a while and go with your brother Mu."

But since he was a child, Lu Wangchuan, who only had new clothes during the New Year and holidays, couldn’t stay. He was bouncing around in the yard and couldn’t bear to wait for him. So he ran away quickly while Luo Yutang was washing up.

I don't know what kind of material the clothes are made of, but they are smooth and flowing, just like the clothes worn by the gods in the painting. Does he have to stop and dust himself on the road?