Samcheong

In the morning, the rainstorm had just stopped.

The baptized town is more fresh and moving than before.

Accompanied by the dripping water, a light blue shadow appeared at the entrance of the town. Facing the broken fireworks all over the ground and the lotus lanterns soaked by water, one couldn't help being a little stunned.

... Could it be that child who did it?

Qingti stood there in a daze for a while, when she suddenly heard a crisp sound.

Looking back, it turned out that Chang Si Ling was actually hung on the teeth of the Zhenxie stone lion, hanging the uncondensed rainwater, which was blown by the wind and made a lonely sound.

Yin Cheng originally thought it would be a happy thing for him to ask Yaoguang to go down the mountain to post amulets, but he didn't expect to be seriously ill when he came back from the toss. In the end, the child finally climbed out of bed weakly, and he no longer talked and laughed like in the past Yes, every day is listless.

Tianshu usually kept his composure, but kept his eyes on the six directions. He quietly kept the situation in his eyes, and took a chance to ask, "Master, what happened to Yaoguang? He has been bored recently except for the morning and evening classes. Repairing it inside the house has completely changed the look."

Yin Cheng was transcribing scriptures for birthday celebrations in the Yaochi, and said, "Maybe I have encountered an unpleasant situation."

Tianshu couldn't help sighing after thinking about it.

Yin Cheng raised his eyes and asked, "You don't always think he is naughty, why are you dissatisfied with being honest now?"

Tianshu said: "I'm used to his being noisy, and I really feel that there is something missing when he is quiet."

"Maybe it will be fine after a while, children's emotions come and go quickly." Yin Cheng put down the brush helplessly, and stamped the scripture scroll.

Tianshu pondered for a moment: "By the way, Junior Sister Xuan was injured a while ago, and some fairies came to visit and brought some fun gadgets, why not let Yaoguang play with them."

Yin Cheng smiled inexplicably: "Tianshu, do you think Yaoguang is a cute child?"

Tianshu said awkwardly: "Well, it's okay..."

"I really think he is the cutest child in the whole world." Yin Cheng propped his chin, sighed slightly, and his eyes wandered to nowhere again.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard..." Yao Guang was lying on the bed, struggling to write random words on the paper, when he heard the knock on the door, he was so frightened that he quickly threw the ball of paper to the side, almost falling to the ground.

Yin Cheng pushed the door open and entered, seeing the mess in the room, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "Why are you so messy?"

Yao Guang stood up dejectedly and said hello: "Master..."

"Come out to get some air, don't frown." Yin Cheng took his hand lightly, and said as he walked out, "I'll give you a gift."

After all, Yao Guang has not yet reached the state of ashes, so he hurriedly asked: "What?"

Yin Cheng said, "You'll know in a while, hurry up."

After going out, his footsteps floated slightly, and he flew up with him.

Although Yao Guang didn't even learn how to control the sword well, he was already very courageous. He held the master's hand without any fear, and then passed through the palaces and floated towards the prosperous and beautiful town at the foot of the mountain.

Although it is the end of summer, the green grass in the world is still green and the flowers are still blooming.

The river outside Lingxiao Town still has lovely and charming scenery.

After landing on the ground, Yin Cheng swept away the moisture with the floating dust, then sat there and took out a delicately carved wooden box.

"Is it delicious?" Yao Guang opened it cross-legged excitedly, but only saw a stack of colorful colored paper mixed with gold leaf, and said disappointedly: "Ah, Master, you don't mean to let me practice calligraphy well?" .”

Yin Cheng tilted his head and asked, "Can you origami? Fold one and see."

"Yes! My mother taught me how to fold a pigeon." Yao Guang said proudly, and hurriedly folded the crooked bird. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to hand it to the master, the ball of paper suddenly turned into a bird with a snap. After finding a real pigeon, it flapped its wings and flew away, scaring Yao Guang to crawl back a few times, and then wondered: "Hey...it will come true."

Yin Cheng nodded: "En."

Yao Guang quickly took out another piece of paper, folded it randomly and said, "This is a bun."

Then he stuffed the meat bun that appeared in his hand into his mouth.

Yin Cheng stared blankly.

After a while, Yao Guang spat out again in embarrassment: "Bah bah bah! It's still a piece of paper!"

"It's just an illusion, silly boy." Yin Cheng also took out a piece of rose-red gold foil paper from the box, let it deftly become a paper flower between his fingers, making the fake come true, and handed it to Yao Guang, smiling slightly.

Yao Guang said happily: "Master, you are really skillful."

Yin Cheng patted his head: "Aren't you sad?"

Embarrassment flashed across Yao Guang's face, and then he laughed again.

Yin Cheng said: "Be broad-minded."

Yao Guang nodded, and suddenly whispered: "Master..."

Yin Cheng tilted his head slightly: "En?"

Yao Guang asked: "If I can fold my mother out, can I really see her?"

"Maybe." Yin Cheng was silent for a while before answering softly.

Yao Guang immediately lowered his head and began to fiddle.

Maybe it was because the sun was too warm, or maybe it was too quiet around, but in the end he didn't conjure up his mother, but fell asleep leaning against his master sleepily.

Yin Cheng let Yao Guang lie on his lap, while gently stroking the broken hair that fell on his forehead from time to time, while staring at the gurgling stream and distracted.

Being used to vigilance, he didn't notice that beside the tree not far behind him stood silently an arrogant and beautiful green-clothed fairy.

By the time the master and apprentice returned to Lingxu Mountain, it was already getting late.

Yao Guang, who was in a better mood, cleaned the house and was going to take the scriptures to the evening class.

Accidentally opened the pile of useless rice paper that was rubbed on the ground, saw the word "Qingti" full of it, couldn't help sighing again, and advised myself not to think about it.

People don't take it seriously at all, why do you have to be so angry?

No matter how little self-esteem is, it is still self-esteem.

"Hey, take a look." Yaoguang always likes to share, and if he has any new gadgets, he will never forget to show them to Kaiyang.

Kai Yang was chanting scriptures seriously, when he heard the sound, he quietly opened his eyes, looked at the shiny thick paper beside his legs and asked, "What is this?"

Yao Guang squeezed his eyes: "Can you break a mouse?"

Kai Yang nodded.

"Fold quickly, fold quickly." Yao Guang urged.

Although he didn't know what the hell this guy was doing, the simple and honest Kai Yang folded up obediently and carefully.

As a result, it was completely unexpected that the paper mouse had just been placed on the ground, and it became real in the rising smoke. one slice.

Yao Guang looked amused, clutching his stomach and being overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Tianbao was more coquettish than anyone else, and was thrown on the back by the big mouse, crying violently and getting up to escape.

It made the children who were supposed to be well-behaved run around in the chaos.

Tianshu, who had just entered the door to inspect the situation, saw this scene, frowned and flew forward to catch the mouse with his bare hands, smashing it into pieces of paper, turned around and said, "Yaoguang, come out with me!"

Yaoguang didn't know that this thing was actually given by his senior brother, so he argued, "It's not me..."

"It's nothing more than disturbing the evening class, and you have learned to lie. If you don't teach for a few days, you will have no rules and no distance." Tianshu reached out and grabbed his Taoist uniform, dragged him out of Donghua Hall, and dragged Yin Cheng's elder Pressing the sword in his hand, he said: "Hold it, don't let you put it down, don't put it down!"

The sword was not an ordinary iron weapon, and it weighed terribly on his back. Lifting it up with two arms for a long time was torture for Yao Guang.

His small face was wrinkled: "Ah, no..."

Tianshu stared for a moment with a black face.

Yao Guang had no choice but to raise his sword timidly, complaining to himself.

Tianshu frowned, snorted coldly and walked away.

After the evening class was over, everyone prepared to go back to Yunlu Palace to have a rest. Only Yao Guang, who was self-indulgent, was standing in front of the hall in sweat and holding a sword, looking like a fool.

When Kaiyang and Tianbao passed by, not only did they not comfort them, but they kept laughing.

Depressed Yao Guang shouted: "Don't laugh at me!"

The two of them simply spat out and left happily.

Yao Guang is depressed.

But when all the fellow Taoists had dispersed, the empty place was eerily dead silent.

He sweated too much, and was chilled by the evening wind, and his thin arms were trembling from exhaustion.

"Senior brother...Senior brother...I'm exhausted..." Yao Guang muttered helplessly, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, because all the tragic experiences before have proved that one Tianshu is more vicious than ten masters.

When she persisted to the extreme, her cool nose suddenly couldn't help sneezing.

It is because of the familiar fragrance.

Yao Guang looked sideways in a hurry, and sure enough, he saw Qing Ti's brows and eyes leaning against the door of the palace peacefully, and the hem of his clothes was so elegant, it was like a phantom in a bronze mirror.

"Why, you finally thought of me?" He said angrily, turning his head away with a feeling of sullenness in his heart.

Qing Ti stepped on the green cloud shoes, walked up to Yao Guang and said, "I drank too much the night before the Ghost Festival, so I didn't intend to delay it."

"It's okay, anyway, I'm having fun playing with others." Yao Guang replied with his head bowed.

He spoke with great backbone, but his eyes turned red after he finished speaking.

Qingti said lightly with her long eyelashes hanging down, "It's better another day..."

Yao Guang interrupted: "No, I don't want to go."

Qing Ti was silent, and asked again after a while: "What are you doing?"

The angry Yao Guang remembered that he was being punished for raising his sword, and shouted in embarrassment: "It's none of your business, I don't want to see you."

"You are so fierce, you are not gentle at all." Qing Ti stepped back half a step, frowning and said.

"Gentle your head, whoever is gentle, go play with him." Seeing that he refused to apologize, and also said such inexplicable words, Yao Guang's already calm heart became a mess of boredom.

Qingti stretched out her white hand, and Chang Siling said impressively, "You... don't want it anymore?"

Yaoguang didn't even think about it, and knocked him down all at once.

The little bell rolled to nowhere along the white jade steps in front of Donghua Hall.

It was only then that Qing Ti's indifferent expression froze suddenly, and her watery eyes stared at him motionless.

Yao Guang was extremely displeased, holding up his sword and roaring: "Who wants your shit, I don't like you anymore, I'm not your friend anymore!"

Qingti was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "I didn't regard you as a friend at all."

After finishing speaking, he soared up, away from the dense night.

Yao Guang was so full of fire that he couldn't let it out, so he even drew out his sword and slashed wildly on the jade railing, causing stone foam to fly.

Tianshu, who came from afar, saw him, and quickly flew over and scolded: "What are you doing! Master gave you the sword not for you to use it like this!"

"I didn't say I want it! I don't care for it at all! Why are you all forcing me things!" Yao Guang threw his sword to the ground violently, and ran away angrily.

Tianshu was so surprised that he didn't speak for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, bent down to pick up the gems that fell from the sword and scabbard, and held it in his hands with great pain.

Lovely people always have something to hate.

If you think he is usually innocent, he will show you his ignorance.