Thanks bro, you're out of shape

◆01

In the fourth year of Tianlan, when a tree of begonias outside the window was covered with branches again, Mr. Pei Qi stretched his waist and woke up from a big dream.

On this day, the Pei family received an invitation from Beiman Mountain.

— Invite him to attend the ceremony.

Master Pei handed the plain invitation to Pei Zijun. Pei Zijun read the invitation carefully and picked up the youngest son who was trying to climb up by his feet.

"Ajun, what are you going to do? If you don't want to go, just prepare a generous gift at home and send it to Bailumen."

Pei Zijun was silent, and suddenly chuckled, "How can you not go for the big gift from brother Xie, go, of course."

Pei Daoxiu looked at his son's newly recovered body and remained silent, but he knew that his son's temperament seemed gentle, but there was no room for maneuver in the settled matter, so he said nothing and packed him a generous gift. So he left his only son on the road.

The carriage swayed and galloped under the setting sun, as if it had been like this for a lifetime. He remembered that many years ago, when he was still a teenager, he stuck his head out under such a sky, and then he met a star.

And now, he was going to take that star back.

In order to accomplish this, he specially brought A Yi.

◆02

When Pei Zijun arrived, the succession ceremony for the new head had already begun.

In this generation, the population of Bailumen has become increasingly rare, but Bailumen is still a legend. He started in this poor mountain and evil water, and he persisted in this poor mountain and evil water. After several generations of ice and snow, he guarded this southwest corner. I never thought about retreating to the customs.

Even if there are no heroes in the future, the spirit of ice and snow exists in the scabbard.

In this generation, Jian met Xie Minxing.

Old man Linhe passed away, Tang Chenrou returned to Tang Dynasty, and Song Guhong wandered around all year round. It is expected that the only person left will succeed him.

What's more, in Xie Minxing's victory over Luojing a few days ago, after experiencing all kinds of stigma and ups and downs, the former young sword god was returned to the altar.

After the ceremony, comes the feast.

Pei Zijun was invited to the seat as the representative of Peimen in Wanling. He quietly looked at today's Xie Minxing, who was wearing the Taoist robe of the headmaster, blushing slightly as he mingled with the cups.

Many people offered a toast to the young and promising new head. Some offered succession gifts, some asked for protection for their own small sect, some wanted their children to join the White Deer Sect, and some even gave gifts to their little daughters. Those who matchmaking want to make a good relationship.

He drank all the wine that was toasted by so many people, but he didn't take a look at Pei Zijun's seat.

Pei Zijun felt that the matchmaker's voice was very harsh, but he didn't hear Xie Minxing's polite refusal, so he felt a little unhappy.

Ayi has reached the age of babbling, and she can't help chewing her little tongue when she sees everything, parroting her tongue, seeing how lively the crowd is, she can't help booing, "Ah———"

Everyone's voices stopped abruptly, and their eyes fell on Young Master Pei, who was drinking quietly without saying congratulations.

Pei Zijun pulled back Ayi, who was writhing restlessly in his arms, stood up, fixed his eyes on the new head, and said with a smile, "Thank you, head, I'm sorry."

Xie Minxing was in a daze for a moment, and then heard the man say, "By the way, in order to celebrate Xie's succession, my father specially asked me to prepare a small profit." The little hand, who was about to rush to hug the troublemaker, smiled, "Of course, the gift is not the dog in my hand."

Everyone laughed.

Only then did Xie Minxing withdraw his unconscious gaze from staring at A Yi, looked at the box of treasures brought in, and absently thanked, "Thank you very much..."

Pei Zijun then sat down and said nothing else all night.

◆03

It was already midnight when the dinner party ended, Xie Minxing was able to take a little breather by arranging for all the guests to go down the mountain or go to bed.

He took a few young disciples through the backyard, and when he was about to return to his room, he suddenly saw a doll sitting under the bright red lantern, holding a few silk flowers in his hands, and he was playing vigorously.

The child didn't recognize his identity at all, and he wasn't afraid when he saw a group of people approaching. He unsteadily crawled to Xie Minxing's legs, raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and he held up a silk flower to gnaw, "Yeah—ah—— -hug--"

Xie Minxing was stunned speechless.

——He hasn't seen Ayi for three months.

Did he already know how to speak?

At this time, someone from the little disciple behind recognized A Yi.

"Brother, this seems to be the young master of the Pei family."

Xie Minxing didn't speak, but in his heart he wanted to wring someone's ears off.

It's really ignorant to leave a child here alone.

But we can't just leave him here.

Why don't you take Ayi back first?

Sect Leader Xie supported his forehead, and said solemnly, "The Pei family is our distinguished guest of Bailu Sect. Since Mr. Pei cannot be found for a while, let's take the young master back to the Sect Leader's room and rest for a while."

Everyone nodded, and one of the disciples was very young and said weakly, "But senior brother, you have never looked for Mr. Pei."

Thank you head, "..."

There was a dead silence all around, and fell into a strange silence. This little disciple was still ignorant, completely unaware that his brothers were looking at him with care for the mentally handicapped-to tell the truth, he didn't want to mess around, right?

After all, he carried A Yi to the room. The White Deer Sect has rarely accepted new disciples these years, and it is rare to see such a small milk doll among the brothers. They almost took out all the pastries to feed the children. Xie Minxing Afraid that A Yi would damage his teeth, he dismissed everyone, and he still had some matters to deal with, so he coaxed A Yi to fall asleep, carried him back to the bed in the bedroom, covered him with the quilt, and left.

When everything was arranged properly, Xie Minxing was already very tired. Now that the master is not here, and the senior sister is not here, he still has a long way to go before he can be on his own.

But the way back to the bedroom was so short, he just walked for a moment, and it was over.

Afraid of waking the child, he didn't turn on the lamp, so he gently pushed open the door, and the moonlight slanted in from the window, shining under the bulging hill of the quilt.

He stood by the bed for a long time, frowning slightly, he was a little surprised, how could Ayi's small body support such a bulging bag.

He sighed, but still didn't have the courage to lift the quilt, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

But he finally failed to escape smoothly, a pair of big knuckle-knuckle hands stretched out from under the quilt, pulled him into the quilt, turned against the guest, and pressed Xie Minxing on the bed.