refuse to be a teacher

After what he said, Xue Lan thought it was the same reason because she was in a trance.

In this long-term residence, Yi Shangxian couldn't hold him down, let alone the rest of the people.Yan Jue, the only one who could restrain him, was busy retreating behind the sword-suppressing platform, and the two of them had not been able to speak for a day and a night, but Xue Lanyin felt as if it had been a whole year.

He did have a lot of things he wanted to say to Yan Jue, but he also knew in his heart that Yan Jue had to put the matter of retreat first.Xue Lan hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to bother her.

According to what Cheng Bi said before, he just wandered around twice outside Yan Jue's retreat room, and finally sat down cross-legged on a straw mat under the long corridor, propped up a pair of slender and powerful arms, and stared at the scene in front of him. A dark carved window, alone in a daze.

There was no sound in Yan Jue's retreat room, and Xue Lanyin sometimes even suspected that his master was just asleep, but he didn't have the guts to get closer to investigate the truth, let alone bother him excessively.

Therefore, Xue Lan silently guarded the door of Yan Jue's room for a whole night, Yan Jue didn't notice it, but Yi Shangxian found out afterwards, and he chased people and scolded him for a long time.

But scolding is just scolding, actually what should be done seriously, Yi Shangxian has never been vague in the end.In the morning of the next day, he got up early, and Cheng Bi and Xue Lanyin were called to follow him, and went to the market by the southeast of the Chaoshui River to buy daily necessities.

There were not many living people in the Changxing residence, but now there are suddenly two more, and it is freezing around the winter solstice, so new cotton-padded clothes and bedding must be purchased.In addition, Yan Jue usually uses expensive tonics, high-quality ginseng soup, and countless precious medicinal herbs that are not well-known to take care of his body. Budget carefully.

Right now, the end of the year is approaching, and the pier on the river bank is full of hustle and bustle. At a glance, there are everything for sale.Xue Lan, dressed in a blue-gray robe and looking like a house slave, followed behind Yi Shangxian, poking around.He didn't know why he acted so low-key at first, until he glanced at the streets and alleys, and saw that almost every corner, wall, and wall crack, without exception, had two large pieces of red paper on a white background.

A beautiful image that looks like a woman, with red lips and white teeth, winking eyes like silk, and two big characters written right below it - Yan Jue.

One pictured someone's blood-stained face in embarrassment, ferocious, horrifying, and at the bottom were written in black and bold with three big characters—Xue Erjin.

For a moment, Xue Lan wanted to rush up and tear up the pieces of waste paper with her own hands.But reason forced him to raise his lapel higher, so as to cover up the face that didn't match the drawing at all.

"Heavy rewards..."

Cheng Bi was standing next to him at that time, reading out the contents of the two pieces of paper word by word.At the end, he did not forget to take a deep look at Xue Lanyin from top to bottom, and said in disbelief, "Did you and uncle...do something wrong?"

Because Xue Lan hadn't spoken yet, Yi Shangxian sneered coldly and disdainfully in front of him: "It's just self-inflicted, and it deserves it."

Xue Lan just sighed, and said helplessly: "It's probably made by Wen Pianhong... It's strange to say, he clearly knows that we are living in Changxing, so why did he make such a fuss for nothing? ?”

"Self-defeating, bluffing - he has the evil intentions, but he doesn't have the guts to come and ask for someone directly in the middle of my long journey."

Yi Shangxian let out a sneer, which seemed to be mocking and contemptuous.Then he waved his sleeves and shouted to the two of them as if he didn't care: "...Let's go, don't provoke these gossips."

The three of them hurriedly walked, and soon opened a very long distance from the crowded long street.

The flow of people in the market is far more turbulent than that inside and outside the long street.Because Xue Lan had things in her heart, she was always far away from the uproar. I have to say that those scarlet letter portraits flying all over the sky just now were really enough to ruin people's mood.

For a person like Wen Pianhong, he must have gone through several brainstorms before doing things.Therefore, it is difficult for anyone to guess exactly what he thinks and what he does.

Yi Shangxian didn't care much about this, but Xue Lanyin couldn't settle down.

Originally, he followed worriedly and walked a long distance behind, but the inner circle of the market was full of noise, with sharp or rough sounds overwhelming the sky, pouring into his ears desperately, as if trying to scare people away. A head that was already rusted was pierced alive.

Because Xue Lan had been lying in Changxingju for nearly half a month earlier, it had been a long time since she visited these lively places.He was still holding a bunch of newly bought winter cotton padded clothes in his hand, and as he walked, he finally stopped at a jewelry stall selling hairpin hairbands. He lowered his head and took a casual look, feeling a little unspeakably depressed. Immediately swept away.

He suddenly wanted to buy something for Yan Yao, no matter what kind of accessories such as flowers and plants, his master is so good-looking, and it is most suitable to wear anything.

But because Xue Lan didn't know how to appreciate it, he stared at those miscellaneous gadgets and thought they were all very unique.It happened that Cheng Bi was also following behind, so Xue Lan turned around and called him: "...Hi."

Cheng Bi frowned, knowing that there must be nothing good about him: "Why?"

Xue Lan went to the stall and asked, "Which one looks better?"

Cheng Bi took a cursory glance, and his slender eyebrows almost turned upside down: "They are all women's things, what do you see them for?"

When he said this, the stall owner was instantly unhappy. He straightened up, stretched out his hand and pointed at the stall, pointing and pointing: "Who said these are things worn by women? Here, here ...and here, aren't these all styles for young men?"

Xue Lanyin looked down, not all of them.A few plain-colored hair bands in twos and threes, wrapped with relatively cumbersome fine patterns, on those ordinary woodcarved hairpins, one or two jasper flowers with rough workmanship, really tacky.

Cheng Bi was also watching happily, and said, "Why, you want to wear this?"

Because Xue Lan turned her head outward, she was a little bit ashamed.Then he looked left and right for a while, and finally chose one carefully, and asked the stall owner to wrap it carefully with a handkerchief, wrapping it layer after layer.

"I don't wear it." Xue Lan said, "...take it back to my master."

When Cheng Bi heard this, his teeth were more than half sore: "It's such an ugly thing, why don't you go back and carve it yourself!"

"No." Xue Lan said with a snort, "...buy one first, and learn how to carve later."

Cheng Bi was still waiting to ask something, Yi Shangxian who was in front of him had already grown impatient, and the two of them were afraid that he would get angry, so they hurriedly chased after him three steps in two.

They took a lot of things in their hands, and found a nearby noodle shop to sit down, ordered a cup of tea each, and prepared to rest enough before heading to Changxingju.

It was just past midnight, and the noisy and noisy business stalls on the side of the road had a tendency to fade away, but the constant commotion of the crowd did not stop after all, and it was almost wave after wave.

The reason for the huge crowd of people by the Huoshui River these days is probably because of the news that the Lingtai One Sword Sect is about to elect a new leader.

If it's just an ordinary small sect that has nothing to do with changing the head, everyone will naturally not care much.

The Lingtai Yijian Sect is the head of a famous sect that has been standing for many years, and its head is Mo Fuqiu, who has always been known by the world as a hero who flaunts righteousness.And its deputy head, "Gu Hebai", is a loyal representative who is unanimously respected and admired by everyone.

For some, a great reputation is a dream.I am afraid that he has never made an accurate judgment in his own heart about the weight of something that can be trusted to be picked up in exchange for a piece of skin.

——It’s just that most people see only the most superficial glory.

No, because Xue Lan hadn't been in the noodle shop for a long time, and the stools were not warm yet, there were already people coming and going talking about it.

"Everyone, have you heard? The news that the new head of the Lingtai Yijian Sect will be elected immediately in the spring is a certainty!"

"It's not a long time ago that this has become a certainty, that is, the deputy head of Na Gu will be directly converted to a full-time job-why use it for entertainment now?"

"No, no, Sect Leader Mo made his promise. The purpose of this election is to give all his disciples a brand new opportunity. Logically speaking, there is no default candidate at all!"

"Hey, people are just talking casually. These days, who doesn't come to power based on real skills?"

"Once Sect Master Mo speaks a word, it's hard to follow. Can there be falsehood?"

"Yes, yes, no fake, no fake, let's live with your gossip..."

On the other side, Yi Shangxian raised his head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. With a bang, the bottom of the cup hit the table, making an inaudible sound.

Cheng Bi turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help but said: "Master thinks, who will be the next head of the Lingtai Yijian Sect...?"

Yi Shangxian didn't speak.Xue Lan, on the other hand, became a little excited because of the rare occasion, and said in an unclear manner: "According to the current momentum, people fall to two sides, one side stands Mo Fuqiu, and the other side stands the nagging deputy head. Let's see which side will be the last one?" Whichever side wins..."

Cheng Bi said, "Which side do you think will win?"

Xue Lan said: "...I hope that the Lingtai One Sword Sect will collapse completely."

"Shut up." Yi Shang said in a leisurely and cold voice, "Don't talk about these things, don't hold back your words, and you won't know how you will die when the time comes."

Cheng Bi was obedient, and immediately shut his mouth obediently.

Xue Lanyin was still not convinced, and was thinking of continuing to refute something, when she suddenly heard a chaotic sound of tables and chairs overturning behind her ears, which seemed to be soaring into the sky, and immediately attracted the three of them to turn their heads back together.

I saw a pair of beggar mother and son in ragged clothes coming in front of the gate of the noodle restaurant. They were lying on the inside of the threshold with their dirty faces covered in rags, their heads bowed, surrounded by a circle of noodle restaurant diners shouting and scolding. , right now is shouting in full swing.