Anyway, all heaven knows I've fallen

Just as he was about to get up, he heard a familiar voice say: "Qi Liang, everyone just sits casually. Why do you say this is your seat?"

Qi Liang sneered when he heard the words, "It's sunny here. Speaking of which... Senior Brother Ye is rare to stand out. Could it be that this time he fell in love with this little boy?"

Ye Chenghuan hugged his chest, put his legs on the table, and said lazily, "He was brought by the elder brother, how dare you provoke him? Did you forget what happened to your little sparrow?"

indoor calligraphy

Thinking of the precious sparrow that was released because it disturbed Yunluan, Qi Liang's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.He first gave Ye Chenghuan a vicious look, and then went to stare at Xu Changwei. After staring for a long while, he still couldn't imagine that Yunluan would bring people to Fushan.Didn't his ice-like senior brother keep away from strangers?

Chang Wei fell into a drowsy sleep, and at the moment, he didn't even open his eyes wide enough to meet such a master.Turning her head to look at Ye Chenghuan, she saw that the man had put his legs down from the table and was blinking at him.

What's the situation? This is...

Even though he was very confused, he still grasped the key words in the conversation just now.Since this seat itself is just a place to sit casually, why should he let this person go, he opened his mouth and was about to speak up, when a shadow fell right in front of him.

Seeing the person sitting in front of him, Qi Liang's face changed, and he picked up the book and left the position decisively.

This is similar to an ancient school, but the monks have various sitting postures, and the discipline is very loose. There are very few people who can sit in a straight line like his family Yunluan.

He lowered his body, approached Yun Luan's ear, and complimented him from the bottom of his heart, "I think you are very powerful, and many people are afraid of you."

Yun Luan's back froze, and said: "Is there?"

Hearing that his tone was a little unnatural, even a little depressed, Chang Wei smiled and comforted, "Maybe it's my illusion? In fact, Senior Brother Yun, you are quite good."

Yun Luan slightly tilted his head to look at him, hesitant to speak.

Just at this time, the teacher came in with the book between his arms, and the whole classroom fell silent for a moment.Mr. Li, who teaches Confucian classics, is much younger than Changwei imagined. It is said that he is knowledgeable and has compiled dozens of textbooks for the cultivation world. Although he keeps smiling all the year round, he doesn't talk much.If there is nothing to do, what I say the most is-to write dictation today.And if someone makes trouble, it is said that he can hurt you so much that you wish you could go back to your mother's womb and start a new life.

Today, Mr. Li put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Write "Nangujing" No.40, Chapter 7 in eight volumes silently."

Chang Wei had heard of this gentleman's reputation a long time ago, so he recited it very seriously. He had a good memory, but now he was writing quickly, and he was the first one to finish it.

Mr. Li's rule: get out of class can be dismissed directly after silence.

However, when the piece of paper that looked like a ghost drawing was handed over to the Mr. who was obsessed with cleanliness, Chang Wei felt that he could clearly see the blue veins on his forehead.

"Stretch out your right hand," said Mr.

"Ah?" Chang Wei was taken aback.Then I saw Mr. take out a stick with the thick legs of a bench from behind.

After a while, screams could be heard from the classroom several miles away from Fushan.

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Chang Wei is trying to pinch the chopsticks with his left hand to pick up the food in front of him.The right hand hidden in the sleeve was already swollen into a bun.

System: [Daxian...you are so pitiful. 】

"Shut up." Chang Wei swallowed the food in his mouth calmly, completely no longer the miserable appearance when he was in the classroom.

After hearing the words, the system didn't back down: [But Daxian's handwriting turned out to be ugly. ] It thought that Daxian, who is a gold medal screenwriter, would write beautifully.

Chang Wei finally paused his chopsticks, and argued weakly, "I'm a screenwriter, so it's fine if the story is good or not, so I don't care so much..." In fact, no one cares about his words.He used to live with his grandma, who was illiterate, and he was playful, so he stuffed his homework book into his schoolbag after he wrote the characters in a fluttering manner.Even if the teacher criticized me the next day, I didn't care.

Later, when I met Yun Luan, whose handwriting was comparable to that of a calligrapher, he tried his best to avoid Yun Luan seeing his handwriting, because he was afraid that he would dislike him. Anyway, he could use a computer to type, so why write it out.Unexpectedly, now it is a big fight.

System: [You still have sword training class this afternoon. 】

Clap, Chang Wei's chopsticks fell off.

He can hold chopsticks with his left hand, but he has never tried using a sword with his left hand.

"Actually... I have a solution."

The sound of splashing rain rang under the eaves, moistening the soil on the mountain, and the mountains in the distance were hazy and foggy.No one knew why the sun was still shining brightly in the morning, but it started to rain in the afternoon, except for a certain fairy.

Chang Wei sat on the steps in front of his room and watched the rain outside, feeling happy.

Just thinking of Ling Mo's words for the God of Rain, I have to think about whether this deal is worth it.But considering his right hand which was still swollen even after applying the medicine, he suddenly felt that he was not at a loss.

Anyway, there is no sword training class this afternoon, so he can finally get a good night's sleep...

As soon as Chang Wei lay down on the ground, he met the pale eyes of the visitor.

"Yun... Yunluan?!" He hurriedly got up, but accidentally pressed his swollen right hand, and immediately screamed in pain.

"Don't move." Yunluan frowned, took his hand and looked at it, "Is it more swollen? Didn't you apply medicine..."

Chang Wei reminded him of something while asking him to tap lightly, and said slyly, "How do you know that I have applied the medicine? You were not there when Ye Chenghuan gave it to me..." Then, he made a sudden realization expression, "Could it be that the medicine is you..."

"No!" Yun Luan denied it coldly.

"Oh..." Chang Wei sighed in his heart, this arrogant temperament really cannot be changed.

Yun Luan passed him and walked towards the inner room, it was raining heavily outside, even though he was holding an umbrella, his left side was still wet.Hair soaked in raindrops stubbornly stuck to the handsome side face.

"What are you doing here? Come to see me? Brother Yunluan, you are so kind!" Chang Wei brought him a cup of tea, leaning his elbows on the table and said, "But do you treat everyone like this, or only..."

"Sir asked me to come." Yun Luan couldn't bear to interrupt him.

"Ah?" Now when he heard the word "Sir", his long legs trembled reflexively. He barely sat up straight and asked cautiously, "Why does he want you here?"

Yunluan's answer was still very concise: "Your words need to be changed."

Chang Wei cried and fainted on the table: "I'm all injured, don't I have to start practicing today?!"

Yun Luan paused, raised his brows lightly, and said, "There is no sword training class this afternoon."

An hour later.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have come here..." Raising his red hand, Chang Wei murmured while lying on the table.Yun Luan closed his eyes and took a sip of tea, then opened his eyes and looked at the paper covered with words on the table, and said, "It's getting better."

"Just a little?" Chang Wei said with a bitter face, "You might as well just kill me..."

There was still a thunderstorm outside the house, but there was no movement inside the house. The wick of an oil lamp was half burned, and the handsome and cold silhouette of the man opposite was softened rarely by the dim yellow light.Yun Luan maintained the cross-legged posture like this, stared at him silently for a while, and then said softly: "At first I didn't believe that you really liked Third Junior Brother." Reaction, continued, "But Master said, if you really like someone, you will change for him."

"So now... I apologize to you for my previous perception."

land grandpa

Hearing him say something that seemed to make sense but was completely unreasonable, Chang Wei's throat was choked up, and he was silent for a moment, thinking it was time to test it out, so he turned his head and asked Yun Luan: "Do you feel like breaking the law? Sleeve disgusting?"

Yun Luan said seriously: "No, all living beings are equal."

"No, no, no," Chang Wei said three times in a row, then shook his index finger and said to him, "That's because no man has confessed to you. If a big man likes you, what will you do? Would you feel sick? ?”

Yun Luan lowered his eyes, seemed to think about it seriously, then raised his head, and said word by word, "No, I will only persuade him to give up."

Chang Wei's heart tightened, but he still pretended to be heartless and smiled.Hearing Yun Luan continue to say calmly, "Even if I'm a woman, I'm still like this." When he said this, he clenched the hem of his snow-white clothes tightly with both hands, leaving sharp wrinkles on the soft fabric, which seemed to be A great determination was made.Chang Wei remembered that Lan Hua once said to himself that the person in front of him wanted to ascend, and there was only one chance left.When his opportunity comes, there will be an auspicious phoenix to welcome him to heaven, and he will live in peace and happiness for the rest of his life.At that time, I may still be in the world...

"So... Senior Brother Yun is going to be a Taoist priest." The corner of his mouth raised, but his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the paper.

Yunluan obviously didn't intend to explain the difference between Taoist priests and gods, so he took out a delicate porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it on his case in silence, saying, "This medicine has stronger medicinal properties, and it may have more obvious effects. three times."

Chang Wei chuckled, but didn't even look at the medicine.

In his eyes, immortals and Taoist priests are no different, but the group of people in Fushan want to turn Yunluan into a Taoist priest, and it depends on whether he agrees or not!

When the twilight is silent, there is still rain and mist outside the house.Chang Wei came out of the house with an oiled paper umbrella.At this time, the sun was about to set. If it was late at night, Fushan would open the barrier. At this time, even the invisibility technique would not be useful, so he had to go down the mountain now.Before that, he had already made a substitute out of straw, mainly operated by his will.