I have nothing but luck

The Buddhist sects arranged for the visitors of the three sects in one city to be wing rooms in the inner courtyard, and the remaining aristocratic sects could not fit in a small inner courtyard, so they were placed in the magnificent temple pavilions in the outer courtyard.

This is equivalent to saying that Xie Huan's wing Jiang Jingxing only needs to pass through a small courtyard to get there.

In the small courtyard, the landlord of Qian Bai was lying under the locust tree to enjoy the shade, looked at his expression, and asked kindly: "Would you like me to help you go in later to collect the corpse?"

Jiang Jingxing loves Xie Huan, but Qian Baizhu is not in vain. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "I don't think so. The way you lie here all day is more like a corpse."

Lord Qianbai didn't think he was annoyed, so he waved his fan and smiled leisurely: "I came here from Donghai City to Buddha Sect just for this moment, I can't miss this opportunity, let me lie down for a few more days for this good show." willing."

Poor Xie Huan thought that there was something unspeakable about the thousands of landlords lying in front of his courtyard every day, and euphemistically hinted that he had encountered difficulties many times, so he just said it.

When Jiang Jingxing knocked on the door and entered, Xie Huan expressed this worry to him: "Don't laugh at me for worrying too much, it's really not a trivial matter that can make him lose his composure, and I can't help worrying."

Jiang Jingxing couldn't help but said, "Why isn't the sun here so good that he likes to lie down here?"

Xie Huan looked at him with contempt: "Do you think everyone is you, Jiang Jingxing?"

The fortune tellers and storytellers on East First Street and West First Alley hang out there every day.

If it was normal, Jiang Jingxing would have retorted, and it is possible to fight when he is in a bad mood.

It's a pity that today is different.

He could only swallow his anger; "To be honest, I know thousands of reasons for coming, and there is indeed one thing that has touched his mind."

Qian Baizhu had been lying too recklessly for the past two days, which caused serious psychological distress to Xie Huan, and he didn't care about Jiang Jingxing's uncharacteristic cowardice: "Let's hear it?"

Jiang Jingxing coughed uncomfortably: "To be honest, this matter is between you and me."

Xie Huan frowned: "What's there to talk about between you and me? Even though you and I fight every now and then, I'm almost used to it, so I won't break up with you because of these things, right?"

Xie Huan's heart of a smart person is very puzzling, very inexplicable.

He really got it right.

Jiang Jingxing asked him politely: "Do you still remember those cruel words between us?"

Xie Huan didn't know why, and felt that one or two of them was just out of his mind: "There are so many cruel words between us, how can I remember them all?"

"The one who said they want to call each other father, you win." Long pain is worse than short pain, Jiang Jingxing spoke very quickly: "Based on the relationship between me and Ah Ci, I should call you father."

He closed his eyes tragically, waiting for the merciless fate to come.

"You can't laugh at me, Jiang Jingxing, you still have today!" Xie Huan first laughed subconsciously, and then recollected the true meaning of Jiang Jing's jargon, his whole body was like being in the cold winter, and the ice sculpture seemed to be slowly frozen.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, as if it was strangling a person's throat, and he would die of suffocation at any moment.

Jiang Jingxing nodded painfully: "You heard it right, and you didn't think wrongly, it's what you thought."

He quickly set up a sound-proof formation to cover the wing room, and managed to avoid the loss of demeanor. The Fengling City Lord almost distorted his face and roared, "Jiang Jingxing, I will kill you, you old bastard!" Inside and outside the Buddhist sect.

But in the end, he couldn't prevent half of the eaves from drooping under the impact of the rage of the Mahayana powerhouse and the natural fluctuation of spiritual power, and the tiles fell all over the ground.

Thousands of Lords laughing under the locust tree outside the courtyard until their whole body trembled, which was even more exaggerated than the rattling branches of the locust tree that were blown up and down by the autumn wind.

Not far away, Xie Ronghua naturally noticed: "What happened to Dad? There was such a big commotion?"

As she said that, she picked up the peace knife on the bed and wanted to go over to have a look.

Xie Rongjiao solved all Xie Ronghua's doubts with one sentence: "Master and Father are together."

"No wonder." Xie Ronghua raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said, the sound when the Taiping knife was lowered was like her heartstrings suddenly loosened, "It's true that the surname is Jiang, which makes me think that the Buddhist sect is not peaceful."

"It actually happened for a reason."

Xie Ronghua couldn't help wondering: "Why, it turns out that there is a reason for the surname Jiang to fight with Dad?"

Isn't this just as common as the sun rising in the east?

It's a little nervous.

But more calm and firm.

This is not something unspeakable.

Xie Rongjiao spoke slowly, with an expression as if he was describing an inconspicuous daily incident, but his tone was as firm as a hand holding a sword: "It's between me and Master."

Xie Ronghua's expression became serious.

Although she and Xie Rongjiao have very different personalities, it is undeniable that there is a tacit understanding between the same mother and compatriot.

She has already noticed that this must be a very important matter.

This must be something she doesn't like to see.

"Master and I share our hearts and minds, we love each other, and we want to become a Taoist couple. So Master went to tell Dad about this matter, and I told you, Sister."

Although there are many things in the world where men form Taoist couples, they are a minority after all.

If the two of them are separated by their master and apprentice status, there are even fewer.

It can't be said to be shocking, and it is rarely heard of.

Worthy of being a real father and daughter, Xie Ronghua reached a high degree of agreement with Xie Huan in terms of thinking: "The surnamed Jiang is a damn old man!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't want to spend too much time swearing here, so I grabbed the peace knife for the second time and went to do something practical.

"Sister." Xie Rongjiao called to her, "I first expressed my heart to Master."

There was a smile on his face that was enough to make people unable to take their eyes off, and the room was filled with light for a while, as if countless shining jewels were placed in the eyes, "I know that there is a master and apprentice between us, and the world is full of light." It’s rare, and it’s hard to be accepted by ordinary people. But I don’t expect to live in the eyes of the world, I came to this world to live for myself.”

Xie Ronghua sighed dejectedly when he heard this, and for a moment he had no choice but to replace the compelling sharpness in her bright eyebrows.

She knew she couldn't persuade her.

Besides, Ah Ci was right, why did she persuade him?

"That's why I'm with Master for myself. I know that I adore him, and I won't change no matter what." Xie Rongjiao looked at her intently, his eyes seemed to be full of the full light of the Mid-Autumn Festival moon.

Of course it is very beautiful and moving, but the beauty of the Mid-Autumn Moon is not only because of its own brilliance, but more because of the meaning people give it:

"As for Sister, you and Father are my closest relatives. I don't need to say how important you are to me. I definitely hope that you will recognize it."

"You have exhausted the truth, what else can I say?" Xie Rongjiao sighed irritably, "I know what you said is right, but I just don't want to be reconciled."

My most precious cabbage was easily taken away by someone without knowing it, and the person who pushed the cabbage was actually the person I was most disgusted with on weekdays.

This sour taste is simply indescribable.

The more Xie Ronghua thought about it, the more angry she became. She had been angry all her life, and even the radicals at the beginning couldn't do anything to her. She had never encountered such a depressed situation, and she felt like a hero.

Xu Shi had expected Xie Ronghua's reaction long ago, and Xu Shi finally spoke out what was suppressed in his heart, but Xie Rongjiao was much calmer and more relieved than her, and said in a harmonious voice: "Sister, thank you."

His eyes are very transparent, so transparent that people can see through the inner emotions at a glance.

It's a tenderness that doesn't match his icy and jade-like face.

It is the singularity in which contradictions and harmony are intertwined, which is far more direct to people's hearts than pure one.

I am his elder sister, Xie Ronghua thought.

Just like what the guy surnamed Jiang said, he worked so hard to practice the cultivation of the holy realm, not to swallow his anger for the sake of lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes.

I have worked so hard to gain a reputation now, not because I am tied up by the secular world, but because I am tired of my loved ones.

Her brows and eyes suddenly relaxed.

As if the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun suddenly dispersed, Xie Guiyuan, who was like the scorching sun on the wasteland of the Eastern Desolation, was shining so brightly that the loess was about to burn.

Xie Ronghua raised Guiyuan Knife for the third time, this time her hand holding the knife was as steady as Xie Rongjiao's hand holding the sword: "Come on, don't say goodbye, let's go to Father's place to have a look, this movement should startle a lot people."

Seeing the common abbot and the two of them rushing forward.

As the organizer of this Buddhist bathing meeting, seeing that the abbot was worried, he almost wondered if there was something wrong with the feng shui in the inner courtyard of the Buddhist sect.

Seeing the two, the abbot saw the layman and asked casually: "The old man heard the movement here in the meditation room, and he is afraid that the evil cultivator will commit another crime, so he dare not neglect."

The poor Fozong was frightened into a bird of fright by the demon cultivator.

Seeing the vulgar abbot talking, he wondered: "Hey, why is there a formation here?"

Are all magic cultivators so particular now?

Xie Ronghua and Xie Rongjiao looked at each other, full of tacit embarrassment.

Qian Baizhu, who was half paralyzed under the locust tree because of laughing too hard, said lazily: "Abbot don't need to worry too much, there are saints and Fengling city masters inside, there are no extra people waiting."

So this is not a plot by a demon cultivator to invade the Buddhist sect.

It was a farce where brothers who used to be like brothers fought frantically for some reason.

Seeing the vulgar abbot was very emotional.

Thousands of landlords have many people and only one person?One glance at the honest man's mind: "Abbot don't need to be too embarrassed. The two of them often do this, just get used to it."

"It's true." Xie Ronghua glanced at the crumbling house out of the corner of his eye, and testified: "Father and Senior Jiang Jiang are used to fighting, and we are not surprised to see it."

Seeing that the abbot was almost persuaded, he felt relieved: "The city lord of Fengling and the sage made a lot of noise when they were joking and fighting, but it's just the old monk who sees too many things."

Lord Qianbai nodded solemnly: "Not bad, abbot, do you think that the two of them are so relaxed, isn't it just proof that the two of them have a deep friendship?

The formation that Jiang Jingxing set up casually when he was in a hurry obviously didn't hold back Xie Huan's relentless attack when he was angry.

Originally, he was not very proficient in formations.

In the next moment, the formation suddenly shattered, and the wing room completely collapsed.

The thatch and broken tiles are everywhere, which is horrible.

Xie Huan's angry voice came: "Who has a deep friendship with whom? Do you think I don't know you are watching a theater? Get out and get beaten!"

Xie Rongjiao couldn't help but couldn't see any changes in him.

The remaining three were either able to do a job with ease, or were kind, or forced a smile on their faces.