The world's first fairy gate

Xie Qiuhan sat firmly, "I haven't finished reading the book today."

As soon as Yunfang stood up, the sleeves of his outer robe were taken off. Hearing Xie Qiuhan's refusal without hesitation, he immediately felt a toothache.

This brat, since he moved into the Immortal Pavilion, has turned back to that overly calm saw-mouthed gourd, who can't even make a dull fart with eight sticks, so he should be hanged from the beginning.

Yun Fang leaned forward and said, "Brother Xie, when will you finish reading this book?"

Xie Qiuhan raised his head subconsciously, but found that he was so close that the tip of his nose was almost touching.

The warm breath hit his face, itching, scratching and annoying.

... What did he call him just now?

Before he could react, the book in his hand was pulled away.

Yun Fang leaned in front of the table, flipped through the book for a while, and commented on the life masterpiece of the Sanqing Patriarch: "What's so good about this thing."

After finishing speaking, he threw it back to Xie Qiuhan.

Xie Qiuhan caught the book in a hurry, and heard him say: "Xiuyu said that you still get up to practice at midnight every day? If there is anything to cultivate, young people should go out to play more."

"........."

What is good-looking, what is good to cultivate—this is the virtue of the head of the world's number one celestial sect.

Moreover, he was born with a divine body, and he was saying such things to Xie Qiuhan, a person with five spiritual roots. According to the school, such a person should be dragged out and flogged.

Yun Fang went to close the window, changed into a new outfit, and said behind his back, "I'll count to three, if you don't come with me, I'll go by myself..."

Xie Qiuhan turned his face away, pretending to look at the scenery.

The sun is rising, the clouds and mists have dissipated, and the air is cold in Lidong, which is very refreshing. The colder it is, the more he likes to open the windows, thinking that this can keep him awake.

But every time Yunfang comes in, the first thing he does is to close the windows tightly on his own initiative, and he can only be satisfied if he decorates himself like a greenhouse of flowers.

"Three, two, one..."

After Yunfang finished counting down, he found that Xie Qiuhan was still sitting firmly like a clock, like a little radish stuck in the ground.

Yun Fang narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, thoughtfully, then really raised his legs and walked out.

The stairs leading down from the second floor of the Immortal Pavilion are all hollow wooden boards, which always creak when stepped on.

Xie Qiuhan heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away, and gradually calmed down, followed by some small voices.

So I knew he was gone.

Xie Qiuhan was holding the book, the room was deserted and peaceful, and suddenly he felt the coldness of the beginning of winter.

He stared at the page for a moment.

... Finally let it go, got up and walked outside.

As soon as he opened the door, laughter and wailing exploded in his ears, making him stagger back two steps in fright——

"Hahaha! I said Banzhuxiang will come out! Give me money!"

Xianzuo was as happy as if he had just quelled the Great Desolation and Demons in the south of the Five Ridges, and reached out to the little boy shamelessly.

Xiuyu chopped off her feet angrily, "Senior Brother Xie, why did you come out!"

Isn't she usually quite calm?

Are you worthy of Patriarch Sanqing!

……

Xie Qiuhan grabbed the door frame, glanced at them, and closed the door with a blank expression.

"Hey!"

It was too late, but then it was too fast, Xianzuo showed his clever skill of breaking mountains and rivers with a sword, blocked the door like lightning, grabbed the boy's arm, and pulled him out: "They are all out, so don't be duplicity..."

Xie Qiuhan almost slammed into his arms, and finally broke through the mask, with a sizzling sound, he was completely cooked.

In the future, whoever plays with him will be blind!

He was tied around the waist like a roasted sweet potato by the fairy seat, and the imperial sword passed through the cold wind in the sky, and crossed the hills until the buildings of the Jiugong and Baguan became ants, and the lively and lively towns and towns were like ants. Little by little.

Only then did Xie Qiuhan cool down, his eyes widened, and he looked at the town below—Yunfang said he was going out to play, but he actually took him down the mountain!

The town is very lively, the crowds are bustling, today is the beginning of winter, it is the time of the assembly, the farmers are pushing their farm work out to sell, the craftsmen are sitting on the street and chatting with laughter, the vendors on both sides are shouting and selling their goods, and they are courteous to the customers who stop. There is also a little doll in a red padded jacket sitting on his father's shoulder, reaching out to grab candied haws.

Xie Qiuhan hadn't been down the mountain for six years. When he was down the mountain last time, he was a little kid who didn't know much about it. He could eat and play all day long, and he had to stretch out his hands to pick up the fructose candied gadgets when he passed by.

Now when I came to the foot of the mountain again, it seemed like another day, but things were different.

Yun Fang said: "How about it, I told you to come out to play more, but I have to use my strength."

Xie Qiuhan's ears were blushing, but his face didn't show at all, his lips were tightly pursed, and he just refused to say a good word.

Yun Fang looked at him for a while, and was amazed in his heart, this kung fu that doesn't show his face no matter how embarrassing and annoyed, it must be Xiaohan's unique skill.

The two walked for a while, Xie Qiuhan had a steady expression on his face, but after all, he couldn't help it after all, his eyes couldn't help looking to both sides, his spirit was bright and fresh.

Yun Fang walked behind him with his hands behind his back, leisurely, but when he saw the people next to him looking over intentionally or unintentionally, he noticed something was wrong:

The common people at the foot of the mountain were all wearing winter clothes, and they were tightly wrapped. Only Xie Qiuhan was stolen out by him in this way, with only a single coat on his body, looking very thin and pitiful.

As for himself, he remembered to put on a new robe before going out. He was thin and tall, and his winter clothes were full of charm. Compared with the boy in front of him who seemed to have never been out of the house in eight lifetimes, one could not help but think that there was something strange about him. hobby...

There happened to be a tailor's store next to him, so he dragged Xie Qiuhan into it involuntarily.

Before Xie Qiuhan could react, he was thrown a pile of clothes for him to try on.

Probably out of touch with the scene, he recalled the days when he was decorated by his mother, and he cooperated with Yunfang to play.

Yun Fang arranged him around, adding a brocade robe for a while, and a crane cloak for a while, the shopkeeper's hands piled up more and more clothes...

In the end, Xie Qiuhan settled on a dark red fox fur dress, with a circle of white mink fur around his neck, and the lining was like a crown jade, with a distinct color, like a son of a wealthy family in the world.

He looked at Yunfang helplessly, "Is it okay?"

Yun Fang sized it up for a while, showing satisfaction on his face.

The shopkeeper was very good at winking, and immediately said courteously: "This is the authentic fur of the Firefox. The Firefox was born in the land of Beichuan. The fur can best keep out the cold and shelter from the wind. As long as you put on this fur coat, you will feel warm all over your body, and it will The goods I just bought are at the cheapest time, as long as this number--" He stretched out his palms and made a five.

Xie Qiuhan wanted to ask about the number of zeros after the five, but Yunfang had already nodded readily, "Take it."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "Then do you want to pick two more of these..."

He was holding a pile of half-person-high clothes, and couldn't separate his hands, so he had to look down desperately with his mung bean eyes, and conveyed his clothes with a pair of flexible eyes, "although they are a bit expensive, they look good and show their status and are worth buying." complex meaning.

Yun Fang said: "Don't talk nonsense, take everything."

The shopkeeper is smiling, and it will be Chinese New Year as soon as it opens.

After Yun Fang finished perfunctory with the boss, he looked over the other's shoulder and settled behind.

Xie Qiuhan followed his gaze and saw that it was a row of women's clothes, and blurted out: "Don't think about it!"

Yun Fang blinked quickly, then pressed the hand he was about to reach out as if nothing had happened, and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"You misunderstood" was written on the left face, "I don't understand" was written on the right face, and the horizontal comment was "I am quite sorry".

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

This big tail wolf!

He turned his face away. At this time, the clerk finished his calculations and came over with a lot of smiles, "Guest officer, 800 taels of silver, or [-] low-grade spirit stones."

There are two sets of monetary measurement units at the foot of the mountain, one is Lingshi, and the other is silver. The exchange rate in the middle fluctuates every day.

Yun Fang took out a piece of high-grade spirit stone that he had just gambled from Xiuyu, and handed it to the shopkeeper, "Keep an account of the excess, come back at another day, send all the clothes to Zixiao Tiangong, and report...report Xiuyu's name. "

This area is all under the jurisdiction of Zixiao Mountain. The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment after hearing Yunfang's words. The clerk beside him was holding the high-grade spirit stone in both hands, shaking like a sieve.

The shopkeeper sized up the two of them again, and saw that they looked so elegant and extraordinary, and were immediately frightened, "The little one has eyes but no eyes, and offends the immortal."

As soon as his legs softened, he was about to kneel down.

Xie Qiuhan's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly grabbed him.

Yun Fang took a look, and said teasingly, "Shopkeeper, how much have you hacked me?"

It was the first time the shopkeeper felt that the spirit stone was so hot, so he quickly stuffed it back, kowtowing his head uncontrollably: "The little ones dare not, the little ones absolutely dare not! The little ones have clumsy eyes, can't tell the identity of a fairy, and still can't tell." Please immortal forgive me!"

Xie Qiuhan was taken aback...

He sensed something was wrong.

Don't even want money?

It's easy to think, if it weren't for the tigers and wolves who have accumulated their prestige for a long time, what kind of offense would there be in such things like you sell and I buy, what you like and what you like?

He subconsciously went to look at Yunfang, only to find that there was no expression on his face, the comfort and looseness were gone, but the unhappiness hadn't followed, all his emotions were concentrated in one place, making it impossible to find out.

"Get up," Yun Fang said.

His tone was calm, but there was a meaning that no one could resist.

The shopkeeper stood up tremblingly, "I really don't know if it's the immortal who came here. In the past, Fang was in charge. Don't blame the immortal. You can see what you want again. I will immediately ask the staff to send it up the mountain for you. Such a small amount of money would never dare to accept..."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it is, and it can also be established if the word Zixiaoshan is replaced by a bandit den.

Xie Qiuhan wanted to interrupt him, but at this moment, after listening to Yunfang concentrating for a moment, he said softly, "Be patient for a few more days."

...that seems to be speaking to himself.

The shopkeeper didn't know what he meant, he felt that the words were wrong, and countless thoughts turned in his mind, he was really terrified, and he just rolled out of his brow in the cold winter.

Xie Qiuhan thought in his mind, Zixiao Mountain has been in chaos for a long time, presumably the manager in charge of this place often came here to search, and the shopkeeper became a frightened bird after repeated attempts, now hearing that the two belonged to Zixiao Mountain, Thinking that he was hanged by a straight hook, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Even he himself was tricked by a steward when he first went to Zixiao Mountain.

But when he saw that the shopkeeper was shaking like that, he hurriedly pulled Yunfang and persuaded him, "Don't scare him."

Yun Fang nodded slightly at him, but then raised his eyebrows, and he found that the kid had slipped into his lapel——

Xie Qiuhan took out two spirit stones from his arms, and put them in the hands of the shopkeeper, borrowing flowers and offering Buddha, said: "You can pick it up, shopkeeper, don't be afraid, we have no bad intentions."

Good luck! ?