1001st Ascension

, After finishing speaking, he got up and sat at the place farthest from the apprentice.

Wenchang looked at his master's black and red face, and smiled very suppressedly.

"Don't laugh at your master, do you hear?" Ling Jun suddenly stared over, his eyes full of warning.

Wen Changchao hurriedly raised his glass to his master, willing to admit his punishment, and drank three cups in a row to express his accompaniment.

After drinking until the moon was in the sky, the three disciples and grandchildren went back to their houses to rest.

Wenchang, who was soundly asleep, was suddenly awakened by the lingering cries of children. He sat up suddenly and looked towards the source of the cries.

I don't know when it snowed heavily outside the window, and the large salt particles and snowflakes were caught in the howling north wind, filling the world with gray.

Wenchang got out of bed strangely, put on his clothes, and walked to the window.

The child in Wenchang Xingjun's dream

The wind was howling, but the pear blossoms in the courtyard were blooming freely. Wen Changzheng felt that the weather here was weird, but the crying of the baby seemed to be louder, screaming like being pierced by needles, which sounded extremely horrific. He opened the He opened the door, went out into the yard, and looked around for the poor little boy.

Suddenly, the pear blossoms on the top of the head fell down, forming a bouquet, and pressed straight to Wenchang. Wenchang was about to subconsciously avoid it, but when he glanced at it for a moment, he found a little baby wrapped in the bouquet.

Wen Chang hurriedly reached out to catch the baby in the bouquet, ignoring all the weirdness, ran back to the house with his arms in his arms, and tightened his coat to protect the baby, so as not to let him be blown by the wind and snow.

The baby in his arms stopped crying when he was caught by him. After returning to the room, Wen Chang opened the swaddling clothes that wrapped the baby. When he saw the baby's face, his face turned pale with fright.

The little baby's face was black and blue, and he had already been frozen cold.

A woman's voice calling for the child came from outside. Wen Chang hurriedly covered the baby in his swaddling clothes, hugged him, and ran out quickly.

But the courtyard was empty, only the vast dark night sky and icy and sharp snowflakes. He hugged the child and stumbled out following the call of the breathless silk. His hands and feet gradually became numb and stiff, and he bowed his head. Look, I found that my thighs have turned into icicles.

Wenchang felt a burst of despair, he turned his head to look at the master's room, tears poured out, he thought that it was also on such a snowy night, at the foot of Qingling Mountain, the master carried himself, who was almost frozen due to drunkenness, back to the warm book pavilion, the pavilion The 50 years on Qingling Mountain were the happiest and most comfortable time for me, with the wind and snow outside, and night conversations around the stove in the pavilion.

Farewell, master, the disciple is not filial, but fortunately, the master you have been thinking about is now by your side, disciple, there is no regret.

With tears in his eyes, the master's room suddenly lit up with orange lights, and a tall figure was reflected on the window, tilting his head, and looked over.

"Master", Wenchang saw the shadow of the master, opened his frozen mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

The door squeaked, and the master came out. Soon, very quickly, in an instant, those big warm hands came up, and beads of sweat appeared on the master's anxious face.

One drop, two drops, three drops, drops, drops, drops.

Beads of sweat fell on Wenchang's face, body, legs, and the snow around him.

The face warmed up, the body could move, the legs were no longer numb, the snow around me melted, the sky gradually became clear, the faint moon hung in the middle of the sky, shining on the huge pear tree, the pure white pear blossoms fell gently, and the fragrance filled the entire yard.

"Xiao Shiliu, you have entered someone else's nightmare, wake up quickly", Wen Chang shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly with the master's calm and peaceful voice next to his ear.

The master was holding him, and he was holding a huge pear blossom.

"Let's go, go to the master's room first, tonight, the three of us will sleep together." Wu Shi pulled his disciples up and walked quickly to Ling Jun's room.

Ling Jun was sleeping soundly, and Wu Shi didn't light the lamp. He dragged Wenchang and tiptoedly lay down, his hand was held by the master. Until dawn, Wenchang didn't have any more nightmares.

Wu Shi felt something crawling slowly on his face. He thought it was a bug, so he raised his hand and grabbed it on his face. The thing in his hand was slippery and silky. It felt like it was definitely not a bug. , Wu Shi was startled, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Ling Jun, who woke up in the morning and was startled by the two big living people beside him, was lying on Wu Shi's face at the moment, watching carefully, wondering in his heart, how could a glass of wine have such great power to make people The always stable and prudent disciple walked into the wrong room and climbed into the wrong bed?

Wu Shi who suddenly opened his eyes made Ling Jun startled. Seeing his disciple's dark, deep eyes staring at him so closely, Ling Jun was so frightened that he jumped up instantly, but his hair was caught by the disciple, and he He screamed in pain again.

"Oh, I said apprentice, why are you grabbing my hair, it hurts me so much," Ling Jun bared his teeth and grinned.

"My master wants to make a sachet out of the master's hair and hang it on his body." Wen Chang, who had just woken up, teased weakly.

"Xiao Shiliu is just talking nonsense. Aren't girls giving sachets out of their hair to the men they love? I've seen it in the books of Shuge. Your master is a big man, how can you make those boring things?"

Ling Jun patted Wen Chang's face, and asked in a fuss: "Hey, with your drinking capacity, are you actually drunk, and you sneaked onto my bed with your master?

"Master, this village is weird. Last night, Little Sixteen was led into a nightmare and almost froze to death. Let's meet that Peach Blossom Lady as soon as possible today, and see what kind of feud she has with Little Sixteen." Wu Shi quickly said He got out of bed, and went out to help the master wash his face while talking.

Ling Jun tilted his head, looked carefully at Wen Chang, whose face was still slightly pale, and suddenly slapped him on the head, and said with a smile: "Hey, I said Little Sixteen, when you were Du Zichang, did you get married? "

Wen Chang was slapped and sat up straight. He touched his head with one hand, and while looking at the old and disrespectful ancestor with dissatisfaction, he said slowly: "At that time, besides studying, I was drinking. Miss from home, would you marry me?"

"Then Shiziyasha, ah no, Miss Taohua, why did you ask me to come alone?" Ling Jun was rarely serious, looking at Wenchang with clear eyes.

Wenchang supported his head with one hand, and after thinking for a long time, he hesitated and said: "After winning the first prize in the past, the princess of the dynasty insisted on marrying me, but I hated her father and didn't like her very much, so I decided to marry her." She ran away and went to practice immortality, but she definitely can't be Peach Blossom Lady, because later, she was married to another country, became the queen of a country, and was honored and favored for a lifetime, so it is impossible for her to be a monster."

Wu Shi came in with a washbasin in his hand, looked at the two men who looked pensive, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, I saw her today, just ask her clearly, master, come and wash your face, apprentice cooks."

Looking at the back of Wu Shi walking out, Wen Chang approached him with a smile, and asked the master mysteriously: "My master is so kind to you, do you like him, master?"

Ling Jun turned around, slapped him on the head again, gave him a look like a fool, and replied: "Nonsense, I don't like him, so why do I still like you, Little Sixteen? Can't tell, he was also a romantic person back then, and even the princess wanted to marry him to the death?"

This little master spoke very familiar words, but his eyes were full of innocence and ignorance. Wen Chang was secretly worried for the master. He had been secretly in love for 1 years. Could it be that he had to chase after another 1 years before the master understood? ?

The little master, however, washed his face carelessly there, threw some water over, and sprinkled Wenchang's face. Seeing the sad look on the face of the sixteen disciples, he walked to the yard in a good mood and looked for his disciples. Beg for food.

"Oh, apprentice, there are only porridge and eggs, isn't it a bit too bland?" Ling Jun glanced at Wu Shi who was filling the bowl with porridge, and protested dissatisfied.

"Master, this small kitchen looks like it hasn't been used for a long time. Let's just eat something this morning. We'll go to see Peach Blossom Lady at noon, and maybe we'll have a big meal." Wu Shi handed the porridge to the master, and went to peel the eggs.

"You don't need to meet Peach Blossom Lady, but you will have a big meal. Three young masters, Peach Blossom Lady feels unwell occasionally and is not suitable for seeing guests. Please stay at ease and wait for the summoning in a few days." Eighth Young Master brought four An old servant walked into the courtyard with a hearty and steaming breakfast.

After waving their hands back, the four old servants quickly set up the table under the pear blossom tree and put the food on the table. There were eight exquisite small plates containing refreshing and delicious side dishes, while the three large black bowls were hot Wonton noodles.

"Thank you eighth son, I don't know why Taohua Lady called Du Zichang here?" Looking at the two apprentices and masters who would eat delicious wine and food regardless of their appearance, Wu Shi was the only one who could clearly remember the serious business.

"Maybe I'm just admiring Mr. Du's knowledge. I don't want to make too many guesses about Mrs. Peach Blossom. Take it easy, everyone. You can go to play anywhere in the village. I still have to study and say goodbye." Scholar ceremony, Shi Shi ran out.

Wu Shi looked at Wen Chang with a bit of worry, but found that the disciple who almost died last night was grabbing food with his master with great interest at the moment, his mouth was puffed out, and it seemed that he couldn't even talk.

"Apprentice, eat quickly, I will protect you, or you will be snatched away by Xiaoliu." At this time, Ling Jun, who was also very busy, pushed a bowl of wonton noodles over, and let out a vague sound. A clear sentence.

Wu Shi picked up the wonton noodles, picked up the chopsticks, evenly divided it into two bowls, and said with a smile: "I don't eat, and I won't be hungry, you eat."

"No, apprentice, try it, it's delicious, have one." Ling Jun held the bowl, leaned over, picked it up with chopsticks