【Amazing Feather is Extraordinary】Unparalleled

The land at the foot of Nanshan is fertile, and the spring water is tinkling.Coupled with the favorable weather in recent years, the small village at the foot of the mountain is peaceful.Taking advantage of Qixi Festival today, every household in the village is busy steaming cakes and burning incense. Those with daughters bring their children to worship Zhinu, and the boys are calmer than usual, helping the family with this and that.The fields and countryside are all peaceful and serene, just like the world of fireworks, so lively.

And in front of the small hut less than a hundred steps away from the village, regular knocking sounds in the empty forest.

Huamei followed the sound with the food box in her arms, and walked up the small slope cautiously.Taking a closer look, it was indeed the owner of the hut who was pulling up his hem and tied up his clothes, and was chopping firewood with his white and slender arms.

The 12-year-old thrush already has the appearance of a girl, and after paying homage to Zhinu today, she has added a bit of atmosphere.Nodding her steps, she stepped on the compacted dirt path unhurriedly, and walked to a position one step away from the man.She stood there watching for a while, then tilted her head and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaofan, are you running out of firewood again? Why don't you come to pick it up from our house? If my father finds out that you are chopping firewood by yourself again, you will definitely have to follow me again." You're angry……"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan stopped his movements, raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead, he took a breath before looking at Huamei with a smile, "I'm sorry for always bothering your family, I should learn a little bit by myself."

The little girl blinked her big eyes, but she smiled and said nothing, just handed the food box in her arms to Zhang Xiaofan: "Today's Chinese Valentine's Day, my mother made some snacks and asked me to bring them to you, and also asked me to send a message Let's go." Zhang Xiaofan took the food box and was not in a hurry to open it, he just smiled and looked at Huamei: "What are you talking about?"

"My mother said, Brother Xiaofan is not young anymore, good-looking and good-natured, it's time to find a wife to spend Qixi with you." As soon as the words finished, the girl frowned with a smile, covered her mouth and giggled.Zhang Xiaofan still had that indifferent look on his face.He shook his head and said slowly: "Your mother is just talking about what children know. Qixi Festival is the day when Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet. What does this fairy festival have to do with us mortals?"

After hearing this, Huamei didn't smile any more, just followed Zhang Xiaofan's call and sat on the stump beside him, tilted his head to look at the clear blue sky, frowned and said to himself: "I don't know if those two gods met each other. No……"

Zhang Xiaofan came out of the house with a boiled egg, and was stuffing it into Thrush's hand, when he heard this, he responded casually: "The Cowherd was just an ordinary man, but he became a fairy after getting the Weaver's favor. ..."

"No, I'm not talking about Cowherd and Weaver Girl, but other gods."

Huamei holds the egg in her hand, and Zhang Xiaofan finds it interesting with her serious expression on her face.Anyway, there was nothing else to do, so he sat next to the girl and took the egg back from her hand, lowered his head and peeled the eggshell for her, and asked, "Then tell me, what are they?" immortal."

Huamei stared at Zhang Xiaofan's nimble fingertips, nodded, and said: "That's what the teacher from the school told us two days ago." The girl's voice was clear and sweet, and each word fell into Zhang Xiaofan's ears, telling a touching story .

Zhang Xiaofan listened, silently handed the already peeled egg to Thrush, didn't look at her, just caressed to rub his fingertips carefully with his eyelashes down, rubbing off the fine particles.He thought that his heart was already dead, and nothing could bring him any excitement.The lake in the heart that has been quiet for a long time, but because of a myth that seems to be unverifiable, it has not seen waves for a long time.

He understands the ins and outs of what Huamei said better than anyone else in the world.He remembered every detail of the story, even the temperature of the touch between the skin and the touch of the petals brushing against the cheeks, which are still deeply ironed in his mind.

It was Nanshan Xianju 500 years ago, at the end of the covered bridge to the north, in front of Tingfeng Pavilion, Zhang Xiaofan met Jing Yu for the first time.

Back then, Zhang Xiaofan was just as his name suggests, with an average talent for cultivating Taoism, so over the years, his skills have become as ordinary as ordinary people.And the master and wife loved him as her own son, and never made it difficult for him to learn some complicated spells.In addition to teaching him to read and write and handling some simple housework, he took people around the fairy house to recognize the fairy kings, so that life would be easier after getting acquainted.

That day Zhang Xiaofan was sent by his master to listen to Fengge to deliver things.

Tingfeng Pavilion is the residence of Immortal Qingyun, not too far from Moonwatching Hall.Since Zhang Xiaofan is not good at spells, it only took a cup of tea time to reach it by walking.

There is an exquisite wooden box in his arms, Zhang Xiaofan is not curious about what is in the box, he only cares about the few peonies in the yard

——He always set a time to water them every day, and if he forgot carelessly one day, those plants would hang their heads slightly as if angry.The teacher frowned when she saw it, and blamed him for raising the flower too delicately.

Master called him at an inappropriate time today, if Zhang Xiaofan doesn't buy time, he might miss the time to water the flowers.He was anxious and quickened his movements, he just wanted to quickly send something to Qingyun Xianjun and then go back to take care of his delicate little flower.

Seeing that the courtyard wall of Tingfeng Pavilion is close at hand, Zhang Xiaofan's footsteps became faster, and he was still thinking about the time to go back.Unconsciously, something soft seemed to be kicked under his feet, and a whimper brought him back to his mind.

Zhang Xiaofan was curious, he followed the voice and lowered his head to look in doubt - a group of small white fur balls was trembling and stopped at his feet.He bent down to observe, and suddenly a pair of black eyes emerged from the pure white down, and seemed to be complaining about his rough kick.

Zhang Xiaofan loves to play with flowers and plants, and also likes to tease animals, there are many birds, beasts, fish and insects in the flowery courtyard of his home.The little beast in front of him made him feel interesting, so he suppressed his original anxiety unconsciously.He bent down and stretched out his hand, gently stroking the soft fur with his fingertips, the little creature seemed to be spiritual, when touched by Zhang Xiaofan, it opened the curled up body, raised its chin to rub against his knuckles Enjoy it.

The little beast stretched its limbs and Zhang Xiaofan realized that it was actually a white fox.Although it is still small in stature, it seems to have understood human nature, and its bright black pupils looked at the young man in front of him curiously.Presumably it must be a little beast lost from the family, its clever appearance made Zhang Xiaofan believe that it must be a spiritual creature, he couldn't help but feel affection for it, he stretched out his arms and tried to hold it in his arms, but he missed the pair of eyes when he lowered his head. There was a flash of ruthlessness.The moment he was about to touch the white fox, a gust of wind with a light blue halo separated the distance between him and the little white fox.

Zhang Xiaofan was knocked to the ground by the aftermath of the strong wind, sat down on the stone slab, widened his eyes in surprise and looked at the tall figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man glanced at him with a calm expression, formed a seal without saying a word, put his two fingers together, and applied the seal to the white fox.The little white hair ball began to roll and struggle on the ground, sharp fangs were exposed from under the kiss, with a ferocious expression, and eyes fixed on the caster with resentment.

This scene happened suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan had never seen such a scene before, so he could only sit there in a daze for a long time.When he finally came back to his senses, he immediately sat up straight but didn't dare to touch the white fox surrounded by halo lightly.Seeing the object struggle hard, he was flustered but at a loss. Sometimes he turned his eyes to the opposite caster, trying to stop it but couldn't speak; sometimes he stared at the white fox, but he could only resent his weak mana and unable to save it from danger.

But after a while, the white fox finally stopped moving, and collapsed on the stone floor as if exhausted, panting rapidly.Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan approached cautiously, slowly stretched out his hand but still dare not touch it.Seeing this, the young man standing not far away lifted his hem and walked up to the white fox.He rolled up his clothes and squatted down, gently holding up the ball of white fluff with one hand.

The man stood up straight, looked down at Zhang Xiaofan from a high position, and spoke with a slightly deep voice.He asked slowly:

"Who are you? Why are you in front of my Tingfeng Pavilion at this time?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stood up and patted the dust off his body.With bright eyes open, he sized up the young man in light blue clothes in front of him without any trace, and replied softly: "I am Zhang Xiaofan from Wangyue Peak. The sect leader sent me to deliver this item to Qingyun Xianjun."

"Are you that old naughty boy's favorite apprentice, Zhang Xiaofan?" The young man raised his eyebrows, and there was an inexplicable smile on his usually cool face. "I am Qingyun Xianjun, you can give me that object."

Zhang Xiaofan tightened the wooden box with both hands, frowned and shook his head, said: "How do you prove that you are the Immortal Lord? Master told me that this thing must be handed over to the Immortal Lord in person..." Before he finished speaking, his gaze returned After wandering around Bai Tuanzi in the man's arms for a long time, the other party easily understood the deep meaning that was not hidden in his eyes.

"This seat just saved your life."

The young man who called himself "Qingyun Immortal" lowered his head and stroked the fur of the white fox in his arms with his fingertips.The little beast twitched its ears as if awakened, quickly jumped out of the man's hand, landed firmly on the ground, and rushed into the dense bushes beside it with a "swoosh" and disappeared.

Zhang Xiaofan stared dumbfounded at what happened in front of him, he frowned and looked at that person suspiciously when the white fox figure disappeared completely.

"This child is just an ordinary white fox living at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Unfortunately, he was possessed by a monster and broke into Xianju." The young man put his hands behind his back and straightened his spine.He raised his jaw lightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were bright and clear: "If I hadn't come in time, you might have already been possessed by that monster."

No matter how weak Zhang Xiaofan's mana is, no matter how few magic lessons he has taken, he will not be able to understand the other party's words.

There are tens of thousands of monsters in the sky and underground, and there are always some who are eager to get rid of evil ways and cultivate to become immortals.It is not easy for ordinary people to gain the Tao, it can take a hundred years in the short term, and a thousand years in the long term, not to mention some crooked demons and ghosts.For such a monster, the most convenient way to become an immortal is to possess the body of an immortal and feed its own soul with its essence.

Although Zhang Xiaofan is just a little fairy, even his mana is the weakest on this mountain.But Xiaoxian is also a fairy, just now the monster got a chance, there is no reason to let it go, seeing him approaching, he wanted to attach himself to Zhang Xiaofan, but he was distracted for a while, and was finally scattered by a magic seal soul.

Knowing the reason, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help being afraid for a while, his back was even wet and cold - if he was really possessed by that monster, he couldn't imagine how terrible the consequences would be.

Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but cupped his hands at the young man, restrained his expression and said sincerely: "Thank you Xianjun for saving your life." The Qingyun Xianjun swayed and turned around, still looking at Zhang Xiaofan indifferently, for a long while Gently nodding, said in a low voice: "Zhang Xiaofan, follow me."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan didn't dare to be negligent, followed Qingyun Xianjun step by step, and walked into Tingfeng Pavilion quickly.

His master once told him that this Qingyun Immortal Lord has an extraordinary status, he is the only one in the heaven and earth, and even the Jade Emperor will spare three points for him.

Not to mention that he collided with Xianjun today, and was saved for no apparent reason.With Zhang Xiaofan's status, even if he lost half of his bones, it would not be enough to repay this life-saving grace.

Compared with Zhang Xiaofan's uneasiness, the fairy seemed to have nothing to do. Shi Shiran led the people into the courtyard, waved his hands and asked his family to prepare refreshments, and then led Zhang Xiaofan into a small courtyard, beckoning him to the stone bench. sit up.

The young man's helplessness fell into his eyes, the young man straightened the wrinkles on his robe, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked: "Are you afraid of me?" Zhang Xiaofan shook his head hastily: "No, Xiaofan...don't dare."

"There is no need to be cautious. Although I am called an immortal, my age is almost the same as yours. I call you Xiaofan, you call me Jingyu, how do you think?"

"...Shock, Shock Feather?"

"is my name."

After the family set up tea and snacks, Jing Yu sent him out of the courtyard.Zhang Xiaofan still remembers that day when the weather was fine, the young Xianjun rolled his sleeves and poured tea for him.And the white camellia behind him was swaying in the wind, blooming gorgeously.The luxuriant branches and leaves stretch freely, and the delicate petals are still stained with trembling water drops, reflecting the bright sun at noon.

Zhang Xiaofan gradually relaxed under that person's amiable attitude, and after drinking two cups of tea, he remembered to hand over the items entrusted by his master to him.Jing Yu took the wooden box without looking at it, casually put it aside, picked up a piece of sugar cake and stuffed it into Zhang Xiaofan's palm.

"This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is exquisitely made, try it." Zhang Xiaofan nodded and took it, tasting it in small bites.Jing Yu swallowed a mouthful of pastry, took another sip of tea, stared at Zhang Xiaofan's childish face, and asked: "Your master still doesn't want to teach you spells?" Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback when he heard this, and stopped chewing , unconsciously frowned.

As long as he can remember, Zhang Xiaofan is the youngest disciple of Wangyue Peak.The master said that he was an orphan who was abandoned at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, and he was picked up by the roadside on the way back from the mountain for errands.At that time, Zhang Xiaofan was still a baby in swaddling clothes, and my wife loved him so much when she saw that he was so delicate and hugged her in her arms, so she raised her as her own from then on.

Maybe it was because he felt sorry for his life experience. The master once said that he did not ask him to do much, but only wanted him to be a happy little fairy on Nanshan Mountain, so that he could live a stable and happy life.So he was named "Xiaofan".

Bearing the name his master gave him, Zhang Xiaofan is indeed mediocre in aptitude and weak in body.Since he was sensible, he never seemed to have really learned any useful spells except for theoretical lessons.The master always supervised him to practice calligraphy and reading, and later saw that he liked to play with flowers, birds, fish and insects and never interfered too much. It seemed that he really only wanted him to be an ordinary fairy and live happily.

Almost everyone knows Zhang Xiaofan's ordinary yet extraordinary existence in Nanshan Xianju.When it comes to Wangyue Peak, everyone knows that Zhang Qingxuan, the head of the sect, has picked up another well-behaved and good-looking disciple after threatening to stop accepting disciples.It hurts to the core to raise him as his own son, but he is unwilling to teach him any skills. He just encourages the child to play with flowers and plants instead of doing his job.

Although he called Master, Zhang Qingxuan was both Master and Father in Zhang Xiaofan's heart. He never doubted Master's words since he was a child. Zhong retreated to his small courtyard to take care of his delicate flowers and plants.

However, when Jing Yu asked him this question today, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly became a little irritable

——For the first time, he had doubts about the master in his heart, but he contradictedly believed that this distrust of the master was unfilial and unrighteous.

Jing Yu seemed to understand Zhang Xiaofan's thoughts from Zhang Xiaofan's expression, she lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, and when she raised her eyes again, there was warmth in her usually cold eyes: "Your master's actions have their own reasons, I It's just a random question, Xiaofan don't need to be overly concerned. If you don't mind troublesome, you can come to Tingfeng Pavilion to find me more in the future."

Zhang Xiaofan stared into Jing Yu's eyes, his eyes were serious.The young Xianjun nodded slightly, and continued: "You don't need to learn those weird and complicated techniques, but because of your lack of cultivation today, you failed to detect the danger in time, so that you almost caused a catastrophe—a simple way of self-defense. Art and cultivation of immortality, this seat can give you some pointers."

After Jing Yu spoke, the two were silent for a long time.Zhang Xiaofan frowned and weighed carefully for a long while, and Jing Yu had already drank a pot of tea, he nodded and replied: "So, I will trouble Xianjun."

The man shook his head when he heard the words, his eyes narrowed with dissatisfaction: "Just call me Jing Yu."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, held up the cold tea and respected him: "Please Jing Yu for your advice."

"It's just that today's covenant should not be revealed by outsiders. If that old urchin finds out, I'm afraid he'll take away all my good tea."

"...How dare Master send Xiaofan here today, but it's just a handful of green tea?"

"This is not just ordinary green tea, the snow-topped hair tip I managed to get from that old man is very rare."

"..."

After that day, Zhang Xiaofan kept the agreement with Jing Yu, and went to Tingfeng Pavilion according to the time the next day.At the beginning, he would pack some cakes and sweet soup from the kitchen to take to the gluttonous fairy, but later he got used to the cook's cooking skills, so he seldom even looked back at Yuefeng for dinner.

The weather is still fine today, or it should be said that there are very few rainy and stormy days on the Nanshan Mountain.

Zhang Xiaofan was lying on the recliner under the grape arbor in the side courtyard, basking in the sun lazily, only feeling drowsy.After he finished his third yawn, Jing Yu finally sat down on the stone bench beside him with the food box.

"Being lazy again, don't you want to eat if you don't practice hard?" Opening the food box swiftly, Jing Yu glanced sideways at the boy slumped on the reclining chair.

"Xianjun has learned everything Xiaofan taught today—please check it with Xianjun." This person yelled nicely one by one, but the mischievous smile on his face made Jing Yu squint his pretty eyes.

"Get up and eat first, and you will have the strength to be tossed by me when you are full."

Zhang Xiaofan followed his words and sat beside him, took the chopsticks and bowed his head to pick up the rice.Looking up, Jing Yu was gracefully picking up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and putting it into his mouth, seeing his satisfied expression, Zhang Xiaofan smiled and rolled his almond eyes.

Among the immortals in Nanshan Xianju, Qingyun Xianjun is a unique existence in the heaven and earth.He is the auspicious cloud on the top of Nanshan Mountain that has absorbed the essence of the sun, the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth for thousands of years. What makes up his body is the purest and cleanest aura in the fairy world—it is the result of many coincidences that he can become a fairy and even take human form. A coincidence is the only miracle in the Three Realms for tens of thousands of years.

Because on the day he became an immortal, he surprised the pair of phoenixes that were resident on the parasol tree in the garden of heaven. The Jade Emperor specially named him "Shocking Feathers" and titled him "Qingyun Xianjun" on the same day.It is also special to build a house for it at the northernmost end of the place where the immortals live together in Nanshan—the place closest to Nantianmen.Because the mountain wind turns here all the year round and makes a whistling sound, it is named "Tingfeng Pavilion".

These are what Zhang Xiaofan heard from others.Before getting in touch with Jing Yu, he thought that Qingyun Xianjun was different from them, and he always thought that he was not a human being—but these illusions were finally broken one by one in the day-to-day getting along.

Although Jing Yu is a fairy incarnation of Xiangyun, for some reason, he prefers the soup and warm tea that mortals cook to satisfy their appetite.Zhang Xiaofan is also a gluttonous child, every time he comes to Tingfeng Pavilion, he is tempted by the fragrant pastries and sweet soup on Jing Yu's table, making his mouth water.Seeing him greedy, Jing Yu sensed his weakness, so he negotiated with him: "I'll give you a piece of candy if you practice one move well." It was like coaxing a child, Zhang Xiaofan curled his lips frequently.

But looking at the crystal clear and delicious pastry held by his fingertips, Zhang Xiaofan still swallowed his saliva and nodded without any promise.Seeing this, Jing Yu raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, put the pastry into her mouth, and still raised her chin mischievously at the other party.

Zhang Xiaofan was helpless, shaking his head and slandering - this person doesn't look like a fairy at the moment, just like a naughty young man who lives next door.

Unknowingly, dusk has passed, and the tumbling orange in the sky is gradually covered by thick ultramarine.Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his breath and lowered his breath, then hurriedly bid farewell to Jing Yu and went home.Seeing his startled look, Jing Yu leaned on the stone table with her chin in her hands and sighed: "Xiao Fan will also stay for dinner today."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "Master should find out if this continues."

Jing Yu sneered: "You really think that your master is old-fashioned? He should have found out a long time ago."

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, lowered his head to think carefully, and then frowned again: "But Master doesn't let me study the Fa... Since he knew that I practiced secretly without telling him, he must have some grudges in his heart... Well, but What to do..."

Jing Yu sighed, and said: "You are so filial, you should know your master very well. Since he already knew, but never said a single word in front of you, it is a kind of acquiescence."

Zhang Xiaofan bit his lower lip, nodded.What Xindao Jingyu said was not bad, but in the end he felt uneasy, he only took a few mouthfuls of food, and hurriedly bid farewell and left.

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan returned to Wangyue Peak, he hurriedly walked around the main hall to the study room, intending to pay his respects to the master, but was told by the mistress who was reading at the table, that Zhang Qingxuan had just looked at the sky, then knocked his head and hastily carried his skirt and gown to the south courtyard went.

The south courtyard is where Zhang Xiaofan lives. When he walked quickly into the courtyard gate, the crescent moon in the sky had already hung high, and a silver glow fell on the bushes and flowers with luxuriant branches and leaves. It was very cool and charming.Zhang Qingxuan's skeletal back almost melted into the night, only the silvery white hair made Zhang Xiaofan recognize that he was his master who was ridiculed by the immortals as "old and unscrupulous".

Walking slowly to Zhang Qingxuan's side, Zhang Xiaofan extended his arm to take the gourd ladle in his hand, and said with a smile: "Master, you have to pour this water on the roots." Zhang Qingxuan was stunned, narrowed his eyes and lightly reprimanded: " Wild child, are you willing to go home?" Then he stroked his long beard and took a step back, put one hand behind his back to watch Zhang Xiaofan watering the flowers.

Zhang Xiaofan's yard is not small, with many flowers and plants.After he finally finished pouring, Zhang Qingxuan who was sitting by the side supported his head and yawned, already drowsy.Zhang Xiaofan smiled, stepped forward to push the servant, and said slowly: "Master, if you are tired, you should go to rest first?" Zhang Qingxuan was pushed by him, suddenly became sober, shook his head, pulled Let Zhang Xiaofan sit down.

"Xiaofan, do you have something to tell Master?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, pursed his lips and nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Qingxuan stroked his long beard and nodded to signal him to speak.

Zhang Xiaofan collected his expression, got up suddenly, swung his hem, and fell to his knees straight on the ground, which shocked Zhang Qingxuan.

"Xiaofan practiced spells without Master's consent, which is really unfilial and unrighteous. Please punish Master."

"You child..." Zhang Qingxuan shook his head, "Your master, I have been ridiculed by the immortals for most of my life as an 'old and unscrupulous' child, how did I raise such a solid-eyed child like you?"

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and blinked, "Master, I—"

"Xiaofan, get up."

Pulling Zhang Xiaofan up, and patted his arm, Zhang Qingxuan said with a sigh: "You, you are dead-on. I told your wife a long time ago that you shouldn't be asked to read those sage books, play with them more. These flowers, birds, fish and insects are just for fun." Zhang Xiaofan frowned, as if he wanted to refute, but Zhang Qingxuan raised his hand to stop the conversation.

"The master hasn't taught you any skills these years, which put you in a dangerous situation. It's the master's fault. Since Qingyun Xianjun is willing to teach you a thing or two, you can follow him to learn the law from now on. How about this?"

"Master means, you agree?"

"You are also similar in age, so you just make friends."

Hearing the words, Zhang Xiaofan nodded vigorously and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Master." A smile spread across his face, his white teeth were dazzlingly white under the moonlight.Zhang Qingxuan tapped twice on the table with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows, and smiled a little nastyly: "That kid is surrounded by some nagging old men, if you hold your breath and throw it on you, don't hide , Give him back with an eye for an eye. You don’t have to be afraid, Master will take care of everything for you.”

"Master, don't you two make another bet..."

"Hey, the heavenly secret must not be revealed, the heavenly secret must not be revealed—"

Zhang Qingxuan stroking his beard and taking square steps walked out of the courtyard wall laughing, leaving behind Zhang Xiaofan who watched his master go away and sighed secretly - how could the two masters be more childish than the other.

Later, Zhang Qingxuan invited a gardener to Wangyue Peak from nowhere, and specially sent him to take care of the flowers and plants in that yard for Zhang Xiaofan.With Master's permission, Zhang Xiaofan ran to Tingfeng Pavilion all day long as if he had no restraint, and he didn't need to worry about his delicate peonies anymore.

One morning, Zhang Qingxuan just escaped from the exhausting discussions, stretched his waist and stepped into the Moon-Watching Hall, and met Zhang Xiaofan who was about to go out in a hurry.After being saluted, before he had time to say a few more words, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and left.Watching the apprentice running briskly out of the compound, the master of Wangyue Peak stroked his long beard, and sighed to his wife beside him: "Your son is too old to stay."

As if he didn't hear the master's emotion about the passing of time, Zhang Xiaofan walked into Tingfeng Pavilion with light steps today.Everyone in this family has been familiar with him for a long time, so they let him come and go freely as if no one stopped him.After saying hello to the boy sweeping the floor with his head bowed in the yard, Zhang Xiaofan turned around the corridor with ease and came to Jing Yu's study.

When he was about to knock on the door and enter the room, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.Jing Yu's little book boy came out of the room, still holding a basin and a rag in his hand.The two were shocked when they took a look at each other.

"Is Jing Yu not in the study?"

"Xianjun hasn't returned home today, why don't you go inside and wait?"

Zhang Xiaofan walked into the study and looked around, Jing Yu was really not there.Although he was puzzled, he couldn't know the whole story until the man came back.Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan rubbed off his shoes with some lack of interest, shrank to the couch by the wall, picked up a book and began to read it.In the past, the master came home not long after breakfast at home, and he invited An to Tingfeng Pavilion, which happened to be the time when Qingyun Xianjun washed his hands with cakes and burned incense.

Jing Yu's work is similar to that of his master, he goes to the court every morning to ask for safety and report, and if there is any important matter, he discusses it with the immortals.Therefore in Zhang Xiaofan's cognition, as long as the master steps into the courtyard gate, then Immortal Qingyun must have already returned home.

Zhang Xiaofan was deeply puzzled by this day's abnormality, but for a while Jing Yu walked into the study with a dark face, which added another layer of doubt to his incomprehension.

The young man in blue robe pushed open the door angrily, Zhang Xiaofan who was studying was startled by a bang.Behind him was the servant, who was about to say something tremblingly, but was driven out of the study by the master with a stern look.Zhang Xiaofan watched Jing Yu throw the badge in his hand to the table, it made a slap, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

Jing Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, as if he just discovered Zhang Xiaofan's existence.He took a deep breath, and the impatience and irritability on his face gradually dissipated: "You are here." At this moment, someone brought pastries and hot tea, and Jing Yu ordered them to serve the tea, and then sent the person out .

"Come here to eat sugar cakes. Today is mung bean cakes made by Chen's mother. You like them." Jing Yu's tone was soft and warm, completely different from the angry young fairy just now.Zhang Xiaofan got off the couch slowly, pulled the boots that were not put on and moved to Jing Yu's side.

After Jing Yu wiped his palms with a wet towel, he took the pastry that the man handed over, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully, but his eyes were still glued to the other's face.He kept staring at Jing Yu for quite a while until Jing Yu finally couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye, turned his head and lowered his eyes and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, moved a little closer and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Now Jing Yu couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he could only sigh and put down the teacup he just raised in his hand, and said in a muffled voice: "I told you, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

"I will not."

Jing Yu carefully looked at Zhang Xiaofan for a long time, he was startled, and then said: "In a few days, it will be the Queen Mother's birthday, and the immortals decided to prepare a birthday gift for the Queen Mother." Zhang Xiaofan nodded, he had dinner a few days ago I heard about it from my master.

"Today, the content of the birthday ceremony was finally decided, and it was said that it was to present the hand-copied scriptures for the empress."

"All the immortals hand-copied the scriptures, so it's a blessing to all the people in the world."

"This is what I am worried about." Thinking of this, Jing Yu couldn't help but rubbed his forehead with his fingertips, and then sighed heavily.

"Xiaofan thinks this congratulatory gift is very meaningful, why is the fairy bothered?"

Jing Yu has always been able to do a job with ease in front of him—whether it is magic or immortality, Qingyun Xianjun is born with it, and even the daily practice of Taoism does not need to spend much time.Since Zhang Xiaofan met him, he had never seen him in such distress, so he couldn't help being taken in by it.

Most of Jing Yu's self-proclaimed "this seat" was joking in order to squeeze Zhang Xiaofan.But right now his tone and expression are a little dignified, Zhang Xiaofan straightened his expression as soon as he finished speaking.Seeing this, Jing Yu waved his hands, thought for a while, raised his fingertips and stroked his chin and whispered: "Xiaofan, can you write?"

"Ah? I will."

"Then can you do me a favor?"

"What's busy..."

"Copy scriptures by hand."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, he pondered over the conversation between Cai Cai and Jing Yu in his mind several times, and finally grasped the point:

"Could it be that you, Jing Yu—can't write?"

Jing Yu pretended to calmly swallow the scalding hot tea that he had just poured into his mouth, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes to stare at the teacup in front of him, as if he could see the flowers in it.After a long time, Qingyun Xianjun nodded lightly, and reluctantly admitted that he couldn't write, a flaw that even he couldn't understand.

Zhang Xiaofan burst out laughing, held back for a long time, finally hugged his stomach and laughed.Jing Yu blushed and poured tea for herself, but after another cup of hot tea, Zhang Xiaofan was still laughing.He had no choice but to put down his teacup and look at the person who was crying from laughter: "Didn't you say you can't laugh?"

"Hahahahaha Jing Yu, you can't write and just speak up, how could the immortals be willing to embarrass you."

"I said it, but they didn't believe it. What else did they say, 'The Immortal Qingyun is unparalleled in the world, the scriptures copied by hand will surely be blessed for all generations, this can be said to be the blessing of all living beings'..."

Zhang Xiaofan saw that he imitated those old men's expressions of squinting their eyes and stroking their beards so vividly, the smile that finally stopped came to the brow again.

"Stop laughing." Jing Yu lightly tapped Zhang Xiaofan's smooth forehead, saw that he puffed up his face and covered his forehead before nodding in satisfaction, and continued: "Listen to me, I am with your old and uncultivated master But I made a bet - if I can't hand over the handwriting that satisfies the immortals this time, the Yuqian Longjing that I have managed to collect will be cheaper than that old man."

When he heard the word "bet", Zhang Xiaofan had some bad premonition.Sure enough, Jing Yu made a bet with the old urchin again, and the bet was still tea.He shook his head, let out an "ah", looked at Jing Yu with a displeased face, and said frankly, "None of you and I want to help such a boring bet. But the birthday gift for the empress cannot be neglected. I can only promise to do my best." help you."

When Jing Yu heard this, she felt a little unhappy, but she couldn't tell where Zhang Xiaofan was wrong, so she nodded in agreement.He got up and called people, took Zhang Xiaofan to wash his hands and burned incense, then spread out the ink, pulled people to stand side by side in front of the desk, and then picked up the pen strangely.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him, and said softly: "You first write two words for me to read."

Jing Yu took a deep breath, raised his hand to dip in the ink, opened his posture and wrote tremblingly on the Sanchi Xuanxuan in front of him.Standing beside him, Zhang Xiaofan watched with trepidation as he finally finished writing the two crooked small characters, and looked at himself anxiously, couldn't help sighing.

"My handwriting—is it really so ugly?" Jing Yu put down the wolf hair in his hand as if discouraged, and carefully looked at Zhang Xiaofan's expression. After a while, he couldn't get a response, so he sighed heavily and fell down on the chair as if giving up.Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan didn't know how to comfort him for a while, touched his chin and pondered for a moment, silently picked up the pen that Jing Yu had just put down, supported his drooping sleeve with his left hand, dipped his right hand in ink skillfully, bent slightly, raised his wrist to move the pen.

Qingyun Xianjun, who was listlessly nestled in the chair, sat up straight, watching Zhang Xiaofan's every move with his eyes, and not long after, two large black characters appeared vigorously and powerfully on the paper.

"—Jing——Yu? This is my name." Jing Yu silently read the words on the paper, and laughed unconsciously: "Xiaofan, your handwriting is so beautiful." Zhang Xiaofan smiled shyly when he heard the words, put down the wolf hair and touched it Touching the top of his head, he said: "I haven't cultivated any Taoism in these years, I just copy books and practice calligraphy...only this handwriting can be regarded as an advantage."

Jing Yu picked up the rice paper in front of him and admired it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He raised his head and glanced at Zhang Xiaofan who was grinning at him, and there was an indescribable wave in his chest——just now Zhang Xiaofan