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The person who came was a dignified and generous girl, and when she saw him, she hurriedly saluted, "The junior pays homage to the immortal."

Jiang Ziming had never seen her before, but seeing that she was wearing the uniform of Brahma Sect disciples, and there were only a handful of Brahma Sect members who could come to him to pay New Year's greetings, Jiang Ziming nodded.

Sun Yun also saluted politely, led him to the stone table in the courtyard, glanced at Jiang Ziming, and reluctantly went to make tea.

Wang Zhanyan did not take a seat, but stood upright, and waited for Jiang Ziming to sit down before saluting, "The junior pays New Year greetings to the celestial venerable." He presented the things he brought, "Father said that the celestial venerable doesn't lack anything, and the junior doesn't know what to give to the celestial venerable." What, I picked a set of tea sets, and I hope that the immortal will not dislike it."

Jiang Ziming took the wooden box and gave her a hand, "No."

Wang Zhanyan sat down awkwardly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Fortunately, Sun Yun's tea was brewed, and he put the tea on the table, so Jiang Ziming used the tea to relieve the embarrassment.

"I should have come to pay my respects to the Immortal Venerable, but the Immortal Venerable was ill before, and the junior didn't dare to bother me so I postponed until today. I only found out a few days ago that the Immortal Venerable has been to the Yang family. Thank you, the Immortal Venerable, for coming forward for this junior. "Speaking, Wang Zhanyan got up to salute, Jiang Ziming quickly stopped her, because he couldn't stand kneeling like a peer.

With tears in Wang Zhanyan's eyes, Jiang Ziming sat her down and said in a low voice, "If you are wronged, you should go home."

"En." Wang Zhanyan nodded, wiped away tears and said goodbye. Jiang Ziming followed the procedure and gave her a red envelope. Seeing that she seemed to be looking for something when she left, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and finally left with the red envelope mixed with sadness and joy.

Jiang Ziming heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't like this kind of New Year's greetings the most, especially since he was still an elder.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Sun Yun looking straight at him. He had been stared at by his cold eyes a lot before, but now he was not used to being so tender and tender. He shook his hand holding the teacup, "Look What?"

"I have something to tell you." Sun Yun suddenly became serious. Jiang Ziming felt that the matter was not simple, so he didn't dare to be careless, and sat up straight to listen to him.

"I actually..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind passed by, and there was a piercing electric sound in his head. Sun Yun was all over, and looked at the bewildered expression of the person in front of him. He didn't seem to hear what he said at all. He felt bad I had a premonition, so I said it again, and there was another piercing electrical sound.

After a few times, Sun Yun was downcast.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ziming saw that he was suddenly wilting, patted his shoulder, poured tea and handed it to him.

Sun Yun took the tea and drank it down, shook his head, apparently he couldn't reveal his identity, so he told Jiang Ziming that he wanted to sleep and went back to his room, where he found a pen and paper.

Half an hour later, he watched as the words he had written with great difficulty slowly faded away from the paper, and a piece of black and white paper became clean and white.

"..." It seems that there is no other way.

Jiang Ziming sat in the courtyard and dealt with a few disciples from other peaks who were ordered to come. He was really bored, so he went back to the room to read the scriptures, and he just sent a voice to the people who came to pick up the red envelopes on the table. Perfunctory, when he saw the back of the script, he remembered one thing.

In the deep valley before, he was dying and wanted to die as himself even if he died, so he told Sun Yun about his identity, but afterwards he found that Sun Yun didn't seem to have any impression.

It is probably the fault of the system. His identity cannot be revealed, and even if he does, he will not be remembered.

In the afternoon, the number of people paying New Year's greetings gradually decreased. Jiang Ziming closed the storybook and was about to get up to leave when he saw Xiao Zhu rubbing his eyes in a daze and calling him softly, "Daddy."

Jiang Ziming squatted down to support his wobbly body, and asked softly, "Well, what's wrong?"

Xiao Zhu squinted his eyes and saw Sun Yun approaching, knelt down with a "plop", kowtowed to the two of them, shook his head to wake himself up, and then said in a childish voice, "Happy New Year to Dad and Aunt, Daddy and Auntie are safe and sound every year, and have a good relationship for a hundred years."

Jiang Ziming and Sun Yun were stunned at the same time, and smiled at each other.

Sun Yun also squatted down, pulled Xiao Zhu up, and pinched his fleshy face, "What's the purpose of being courteous for nothing?"

Xiao Zhu opened his hand, poured it into Jiang Ziming's arms with an aggrieved face, and said righteously, "He is not as bad as you think! I just heard that children have to give New Year greetings to their elders. I forgot last night." .”

Although Jiang Ziming usually ignores him, he is clear about the boy's habits. The master who hasn't been on the house for three days will be so careful. Is it because Sun Yun's first reaction was skeptical? He didn't believe it, tilted his head and asked Him, "Really?"

"Hmph!" Seeing that the two of them didn't believe him, Xiao Zhu angrily pushed his hand away and put his hands on his hips in front of them, glaring at them angrily, "The carrot is right, I shouldn't have given the weasel to the chicken." pay a New Year call!"

"What are you talking about, don't use a single word just after learning it." Sun Yun laughed dumbly, took his hands off his fleshy waist, and taught him solemnly, "You are not a weasel, you are a little spider. "

Xiao Zhu suddenly realized: "Yes!"

Jiang Ziming: "..." What a dare to tease and dare to believe, he patted Xiao Zhu's head in disgust, he didn't know what his head was pretending to be, how could he be so stupid after half a year in the Brahma sect, It seems that he can't be allowed to mess around with carrots anymore, it's time for him to learn some serious knowledge.

Sun Yun glanced sideways at the person next to him with a smile on his face. He swept away the disappointment just now, and pointed to the red envelope on the table for Xiao Zhu to take it himself.

Jiang Ziming stood up and saw that Sun Yun's eyebrows were stretched, his eyes were full of joy, "Are you happy?"

"That's right, my wife and children are hot on the kang, there's nothing to be upset about." Sun Yun moved closer to him, speaking softly but with a tone of complacency that couldn't be concealed.

When Jiang Ziming was teased by him, he blushed in an instant, turned his head away uncomfortably, and retorted in a low voice, "Who is your wife, you will make an inch!"

Knowing that he was embarrassed, Sun Yun tilted her head and insisted on approaching him, brazenly continuing to tease him, "All right, all right, I'm your wife!"

"It's so annoying." Jiang Ziming pushed him away angrily, and went to find Xiao Zhu. He really didn't realize that Sun Yun was so provocative before, and thought he was a piece of wood.

"Daddy, there's someone." Xiao Zhu tugged at the corner of Jiang Ziming's clothes, looked at the person at the gate of the courtyard, and inexplicably felt a sense of fear, and unconsciously hid behind him, only daring to peek with one eye.

Chu Jiao turned his eyes away from Xiao Zhu, glanced at Sun Yun, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Ziming. He walked closer, his face normal, dressed in black, and the white silk on his hand became more and more eye-catching, "Senior brother."

Jiang Ziming nodded, not asking why he came, but waiting for him to speak.

Chu Jiaoye didn't beat around the bush like before, and straightforwardly stated that the three-yearly Dao Dao Conference in the cultivation world will be held at the Brahma Sect. According to previous years, it will be at the beginning of the year. The specific time has not yet been determined, but according to the usual practice, the sect will hold it. It is necessary to contribute.

Usually there is an opening practice for the elders to discuss each other, and so does the Brahma Sect. This morning Wang Zhengxin gathered the elders to draw lots. Originally, there were no immortals, but Elder Tianxuan was still looking for materials for recasting the furnace because of the alchemy room and did not participate. So Wang Zhengxin thought that he might not be able to get a lottery by making up the number, so he put the name tag of the immortal master in it.

As the younger brother, Chu Jiao volunteered to draw on his behalf, and in the end, one of the draws was accurate.

Wang Zhengxin knew that it was the result of his own self-assessment, so he sent Chu Jiao to deliver the message. The overall meaning is: the deal is done, and if it doesn't work, he will find a way.

The bracelet on his wrist was slightly cold, Jiang Ziming looked at the cold wooden sign, and answered with a blank expression, "Got it."

Chu Jiao: "Brother, isn't he feeling unwell?"

"It doesn't matter." After Jiang Ziming answered, he put down the wooden sign, picked up a red envelope from the table and handed it to him, with a flat tone, "Junior brother made a special trip for the Chinese New Year, thank you for your hard work."

Chu Jiao lowered his eyes to hide the coolness in his eyes, raised his head with a look of spring breeze, took the red envelope, glanced at Xiao Zhu who was hiding and Sun Yun who was watching coldly, and couldn't help but smile, "I don't bother you about things that are easy to do." Senior brother is recuperating."

After the person left, Sun Yun approached and picked up the wooden sign and looked at it. He let out a disgusted "tsk" and looked down at the shivering Xiao Zhu. He usually knew every elder he knew, and he was not afraid of him. Chu Jiao didn't care much about this, he just shook like this, "What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Zhu also had a puzzled look on his face. He was obviously a human being, but why was there such a strong sense of oppression, "I don't know, I'm just afraid."

Jiang Ziming instructed: "It's right to be afraid, stay away from him."

Chu Jiao is not a good person. In the book, he was trying to revive his old friend, so he hurt the world, but now the story is different from what he thought, so he doesn’t know what Chu Jiao wants. I hope the story is different, and he is different, not a villain , then the whole world will celebrate.

Xiao Zhu jumped on the spot, saw that Luo Luo had woken up, and walked staggeringly, he forgot the fear just now, and went to find Luo Luo to discuss where to play.

Seeing Jiang Ziming frowning, Sun Yun raised his hand to flatten his brow, and asked, "Have you finished reading the script?"

Jiang Ziming put his thoughts aside, "Almost."

"Look, I'll find you a new one after reading it."

Jiang Ziming went back to the room and continued to read the storybook, and looked back at Sun Yun following him. When he sat down, Sun Yun moved a chair and sat next to him. He laughed dumbfoundedly, "Are you nothing to do?"

Sun Yun: "What's the matter for New Year's Eve?"

Seeing him staring straight at him, Jiang Ziming had the illusion that he was food, so he copied a book and handed it to him, "Give me a copy?"

Sun Yun wanted to refuse at first, but when he looked down at the book, the words "what to do to be comfortable during double cultivation" appeared on the book, his hands trembled and he almost lost his grip, so he flipped the book over the table, and suddenly remembered that this book seemed to be his The script I gave him last time was accidentally caught in it, no wonder he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.

Seeing his strange expression, Jiang Ziming reached out to take back the book, "Don't like it? I'll change it for you."

"No need!" Sun Yun quickly hid the book behind his back, watching his massive eyes and insisting, "This is fine. My point is to accompany you. Just read the book casually."

"..." Jiang Ziming blushed, turned his head and flipped through his book as if nothing had happened.

Sun Yun heaved a sigh of relief, thrust the book into his waist, and looked at him with his head propped up.