Junior Disciple C

Hao Chen had just walked a few steps when he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Stop! This is the territory of my Lingxiao Sword Sect. Who are you?"

Hao Chen followed the voice and looked back. He was stopped by two people wearing black and white Taoist robes. The Taoist robes were embroidered with the pattern of a small sword, which was the symbol of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

These two are the disciples in charge of guarding the mountain gate. Before Hao Chen could reply, one of them recognized Hao Chen's identity. He pointed to Hao Chen's white Taoist robe embroidered with gold trim and said, "This dress...are you People from Tiangong Pavilion?"

Hao Chen waved his fan and put it on his chest, and smiled politely, "Exactly."

After receiving an affirmative answer, coupled with Hao Chen's handsome face, the disciple guarding the gate suddenly relaxed his vigilance.

As a sect famous for refining weapons, Tiangong Pavilion has always had a close relationship with their Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the disciples of the two sects also have frequent contacts, and people from the other sect often come to each other's sect to visit friends.

The gatekeeper disciple was not surprised by this, so he speculated logically: "Come here to visit a friend?"

The smile on Hao Chen's lips involuntarily deepened, Zhengchou couldn't find an excuse, so the excuse was sent, and he answered kindly: "That's right."

Although the disciple guarding the gate was almost unsuspecting towards Hao Chen, he still asked the last question out of convention: "What's his name?"

After knowing the name, they will inform the fellow sect to pick him up at the mountain gate, and Hao Chen can enter the sect freely.

However, Hao Chen didn't know anyone from Lingxiao Sword Sect at all, and he didn't really come to visit any friends.If you make up a random name, even if you happen to be a real person, once you meet and confront him, you will be exposed immediately.

But his luck this time was really amazing. He did know a person from Lingxiao Sword Sect, and he knew that that person would never have the chance to confront him, or expose his lies face to face.

Hao Chenxuan folded his fan in frustration and tapped his forehead: "That's right, last time I hit it off with that Taoist friend, we talked very happily, drank all night, made each other confidantes, and he even invited me to visit Jianzong ,but......"

Hao Chen sighed regretfully: "We talked about life ideals, poetry and songs, but we forgot to ask each other's names."

Although it sounds weird, it doesn't make sense at all. The gatekeeper disciple didn't doubt Hao Chen's words too much, he just said: "Then describe his appearance, and I'll help you find it."

Hao Chen recalled the face of the corpse, and described: "He... has a relatively ordinary appearance, about the same height as me... Then... um..."

Hao Chen was stuck for a moment, his luck seemed to have come to an end.He didn't have any special hobbies, so naturally he wouldn't stare at a dead body. He just glanced at it and only vaguely remembered the general appearance.

And that person looks so ordinary, he forgets it without looking at it because he has a good memory, but no matter how many... Hao Chen really can't think of any adjectives to distinguish him. The same characteristics that describe a sheep in the flock.

After holding back for a while, the gatekeeper disciples became a little impatient, Hao Chen suddenly said pleasantly: "By the way, I remembered, there is a tear mole in the corner of his left eye."

"Tear mole?" Based on this characteristic, the doorkeeper disciple began to search in the roster issued by the sect. The roster recorded the basic information of the disciple, including name and appearance.

Hao Chen waited patiently. He had already prepared the words in his heart. It didn't matter what this person's name was. The important thing was that he was already dead.

Died in a common murder and treasure hunt in the comprehension world, and had been dead for almost a month.

Hao Chen assigned himself the role of a poor friend who still came to visit his friend without knowing the news of his friend's death.Due to emotion and reason, neither of these two gatekeeper disciples can drive him away anymore. He wants to use the excuse of mourning his friends to enter the mountain gate, and then...

Hao Chen squinted his eyes, thinking about his own calculations in his heart.

The doorkeeper disciple who was searching the roster scratched his head irritably. It was too slow to find someone based on a tear mole. Unlike the names that are arranged according to certain rules, the distribution of appearances is irregular. Look for all the disciples.

When he was mad, he raised his head inadvertently, and happened to see two fellow disciples passing by the mountain gate, who seemed to have just finished eating and were about to return to their residence.

This is not the point, the point is... one of the classmates has a tear mole in the corner of his left eye!

Hao Chen was making up nonsense while waiting for the gatekeeper to check the roster. He was so busy that he didn't pay attention to the person behind him. Seeing the gatekeeper who was checking the roster suddenly stood up, it seemed that he had checked his identity.

Hao Chen immediately asked: "But did you find it?"

The guard disciple nodded.

The smile on Hao Chen's face deepened, and he just waited for the other party to tell him the news of the death of his unfortunate friend, and then he pretended to shed a few crocodile tears, and then he could justifiably sneak in.

Just as tears were brewing, he saw that the gatekeeper disciple didn't see any pain on his face, instead he smiled and waved behind him, and said to Hao Chen while waving, "Look at the one behind you, isn't it?"

behind me?Hao Chen was taken aback for a moment, he turned his head belatedly, and met Feng Ye who had stopped in his tracks because he was greeted by an unfamiliar colleague for no reason.

Hao Chen's breathing stagnated for a moment, his pupils dilated slightly, and his ease all the time lost control because of this unexpected meeting.

He didn't answer the gatekeeper's disciple's question for a moment, and the gatekeeper's disciple looked at Hao Chen's change without knowing why, and Hao Chen's expression seemed to have seen a ghost.

Isn't it just seeing a ghost, the dead actually came back to life.

There was no answer, and the gatekeeper couldn't help asking again: "Hello? Is he the one you're looking for?"

"No..." Hao Chen replied subconsciously, but he firmly denied himself the next moment: "No!"

The closed fan opened again, and he covered his lips with the fan to hide the uncontrollable smile on his lips.It's just that although he was smiling, the smile didn't make people feel friendly, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable sense of danger that made the hairs stand on end.

Hao Chen looked at Feng Ye's face that should have been ashen and lifeless, and said word by word: "He is the person I am looking for..."

This man who came back from the dead.

The momentary coldness made the two gatekeeper disciples standing beside Hao Chen tremble unconsciously. Just as they were wondering, Hao Chen had returned to normal, and the coldness just now seemed to be an illusion.

He put down his fan, walked forward in two or three steps, saluted Feng Ye, and said hello: "This fellow Taoist, it's been a long time since I left last time."

last time goodbye?Feng Ye was stunned for a moment. He sized up Hao Chen, and then glanced at the two guards not far behind Hao Chen.

Feng Ye realized something in an instant. His reaction speed was as fast as Hao Chen's, and he immediately answered the words in a friendly manner: "So it's...friend Daoist. It's been a long time haha."

"Fellow Daoist told me the scriptures last time. I went back and thought about it carefully. I think Fellow Daoist has extraordinary insights. I bother you today just to talk about the scriptures with you again." Hao Chen said the basics without changing his face. Nothing.

Feng Ye quickly assessed the current situation. He couldn't tell from Hao Chen's expression, and he didn't know if that "self" had such a friend.

It is inappropriate to act rashly right now, so he just gave an ambiguous general answer: "I only understand a little bit, fellow daoist, please be polite."

"Fellow Daoist, you are too modest!"

"Where."

These two people, who had not been rehearsed beforehand, played on the spot, singing and accommodating, which is a tacit understanding of old friends, although in fact, these two people with different plans don't know each other at all.

Seeing that the two men were chatting enthusiastically, and probably really knew each other, the gatekeeper turned around and left with a wink, and returned to his post.

And Fang Yang, who was walking with Feng Ye, finally caught the gap between the two of them talking, and asked the question he had been holding back: "Brother, this is...?"

How do I know who he is.Feng Ye thought to himself.But with the same hypocritical smile on his face as Hao Chen, he said to Hao Chen: "You don't know something, my fellow Taoist, I practiced too much a few days ago, and I went crazy for a while, hurt my brain, and forgot many things, such as... ..Your name?"

However, he forgot that there was an overly upright senior brother next to him. As soon as Feng Ye's words fell, Fang Yang broke the stage and said, "Senior brother, have you ever practiced?"

Feng Ye: "..."

Feng Ye coughed dryly, and quickly found a way for himself to refute Fang Yang: "Nonsense, brother just didn't practice in front of you, but in fact he practiced on time every night."

Fang Yang looked up at Feng Ye who was a head taller than him, and complained expressionlessly: "Did you mean sleep?"

Feng Ye: "..."

Obviously, the speed with which he built the steps was far slower than that of Fang Yang.

Feng Ye glanced at Hao Chen guiltily, but saw Hao Chen's lips slightly raised, looking at him with a half-smile.

Feng Ye's vain heart was suddenly not vain, and Hao Chen's reaction was not quite right. If he really knew that self, facing his obvious flaw, he should show some doubts.

But the guy in front of him looked like he was watching a show... This person probably has a ghost.Feng Ye quickly made an inference in his heart.

Then the previous rhetoric is probably a trap. I have already fallen into the trap, and I am at a disadvantage. If I want to regain the initiative, I can only turn against the customer.

Feng Ye's thoughts turned, and he suddenly said: "This..."

Hao Chen reminded with a smile: "The nobleman often forgets things, my name is Hao Chen."

"Oh." Feng Ye slapped his head, as if he suddenly remembered: "Hao Daoyou, speaking of it, last time we talked about Daoism under the moon, we had a lot of wine and talk, Hao Daoyou is really huge."

Hao Chen's expression froze when he was watching the play. They didn't know each other at all, and they didn't discuss anything. He made up the discussion to deceive this person's identity.

Although there was indeed a problem with the person in front of the fraud, he never expected that the other party's reaction was so quick that he realized what was wrong in just two or three sentences, and threw the problem back.

This is a bait, no matter how you catch it, you will definitely bite the hook.

Hao Chen smiled hypocritically, and didn't answer directly, but only echoed: "So-so."

Feng Ye suddenly flashed his sword, put away the smile on his face, and raised his brows like a knife's edge.

He stared into Hao Chen's eyes, and said in a casual but questioning tone: "Ah, my memory, Hao Daoyou didn't drink at all, I was the one who drank too much that night. I remember wrongly, Hao Daoyou also remembered wrongly ?”

Hao Chen squinted his eyes, and looked back at Feng Ye's piercing gaze. The two exchanged eye contact, looked at each other tentatively, and did not speak for a long while.

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