The villains are all my vests

Chapter 239 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (31)

Song Yufeng looked at Han Yue, then at Gu Zhihuan, always feeling that something happened quietly without his knowing.

He involuntarily licked his back teeth, which were terribly sour.

"So I'm drunk..." Song Yufeng instinctively repeated Gu Zhihuan's words.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yufeng felt something was wrong.

He wouldn't stare at Gu Zhihuan like this when he was drunk?

Song Yufeng suddenly had a strange thought in his heart: "Elder sister, junior brother—"

"Someone is here." Gu Zhihuan suddenly sat up straight and put the wine on the table.

Song Yufeng's cultivation base was not as high as Gu Zhihuan's. After Gu Zhihuan finished speaking, he realized that someone was coming towards the courtyard.

"Strange, didn't you say that Juying Peak is usually empty? Why did people come here as soon as we moved in?" Song Yufeng said suspiciously.

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, but didn't make a sound.

The footsteps gradually approached.

After a while, a gentle boy with black hair and green shirt came slowly, surrounded by dozens of people.

He has exquisite facial features, and a faint medicinal fragrance radiates from his sleeves as he walks.

When Song Yufeng saw the jade pendant on his waist, his expression changed.

"Excuse me, you must be members of the Cangming sect." The young man in green shirt saluted first.

Gu Zhihuan didn't move, she sat on the stone bench and slightly raised her eyelids: "You are?"

The unruly attitude made the faces behind the young man in the blue shirt immediately sink.

The young man in green shirt winked at them, his voice was still gentle and elegant: "I am the master of Bingxin Hall, Ouyang Huichun."

Gu Zhihuan finally looked at him squarely: "Ouyang Huichun? Isn't the master of Bingxin Hall Ouyang Ji?"

Ouyang Huichun's expression darkened: "Brother Ouyang Ji was murdered by an adulterer a year ago and lost his mind, so now I am temporarily acting as the head of Bingxin Hall."

Song Yufeng interrupted abruptly: "Looking at your posture, I thought you were really the hall master."

"Senior brother will always be my senior brother." Ouyang Huichun calmly glanced at everyone in Cangming Mountain, and said to Gu Zhihuan: "This should be the famous Gu Zhihuan of Cangming School."

The corner of Gu Zhihuan's mouth twitched, he really didn't understand how he could be called famous if he didn't go down the mountain for three years.

Ouyang Huichun didn't wait for Gu Zhihuan's response, and he wasn't discouraged. After looking at the remaining two people twice, he continued confidently: "This must be Song Yufeng, a young talent whom Daoist Wu Xian valued very much, and the other The next one is the young hero Han Yue."

"..."

Gu Zhihuan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "It's the other way around."

Ouyang Huichun showed an expression of disbelief. He has always been very confident in his judgment.

Song Yufeng drank a sip of wine in a dawdling manner: "Why do you think I'm Han Yue?"

Ouyang Huichun was silent for a moment: "I just think he looks more like Qing... Song Yufeng."

The implication is that Song Yufeng doesn't look like a young talent.

The scene fell into silence for a moment.

Gu Zhihuan coughed lightly: "What's the matter with you here?"

"On the way back, I heard that Daoist Wu Xian invited the people from the Cangming Sect back from thousands of miles away and placed them in Juying Peak. I have long admired them after hearing their deeds, so I took this opportunity to come and pay a visit." Ouyang Huichun always speaks slowly.

Song Yufeng's head grew dizzy.

Han Yue didn't react, just stared at Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan put down his hands, and asked enthusiastically, "Really, what happened, let me hear it?"

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Huichun fell silent again.

He was just being polite, you know, the Cangming faction has lived in seclusion for a long time, and even the recruiting disciples are just picking up Gu Zhihuan and three people at the foot of the mountain, so there is really nothing worth mentioning.

"This..." Ouyang Huichun took out a folding fan in embarrassment, and fanned it a few times: "There are too many deeds, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell them all in a moment."

"I see." Gu Zhihuan sighed in disappointment, "But since you came to see me, you should have brought a gift."

The sweat on Ouyang Huichun's forehead was almost dripping down.

Song Yufeng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, he said meanly: "Ah, Master Huichun, you are sweating, do you want to wipe it off? It is so cold and you are still sweating, is your body too weak?"

Ouyang Huichun gritted his teeth: "I have traveled a long distance recently, and my body hasn't recovered yet."

A suspicious chuckle came from Song Yufeng's throat.

"Second Junior Brother." Gu Zhihuan scolded reproachfully, and at the same time said "Good job" to Song Yufeng with his eyes!
Ouyang Huichun frantically waved the folding fan: "This time I just stopped by, the gift was left where I live, and I didn't have time to bring it."

"It's okay, you can bring it over next time." Gu Zhihuan said.

Ouyang Huichun breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Zhihuan glanced at his folding fan: "Your fan looks quite valuable."

The smile on Ouyang Huichun's face could no longer hold back: "The Buddha Moon Fan was given to me by my brother."

Gu Zhi smiled happily: "It seems that your senior brother treats you very well."

Ouyang Huichun froze.

Gu Zhihuan curled his lips with a half-smile: "Since you're here, do you want to have a drink together? There are still many rooms in Yufeng."

Ouyang Huichun pursed his lips: "Next time I have a chance, I will definitely come to drink. I have something important to do, so I have to leave first."

"Alright." Gu Zhihuan didn't force him to stay.

When Ouyang Huichun reached the gate of the courtyard, Gu Zhihuan added another sentence: "Don't come to visit empty-handed next time."

Ouyang Huichun didn't pause, as if he didn't hear it at all, but walked faster.

Song Yufeng snorted coldly.

"Don't like him?" Gu Zhihuan looked over.

"Pretentious." Song Yufeng hesitated for a moment, but continued: "I met Ouyang Ji at the foot of the mountain, and I got into a fight with someone when I went down the mountain, and I was injured a little bit. Ouyang Ji happened to see him, and he helped me."

"Later, I heard that Ouyang Ji had been poisoned. He was insane and never recovered." Song Yufeng said.

"You suspect Ouyang Huichun?" Gu Zhihuan had been with Song Yufeng for a long time, and he could almost tell what Song Yufeng was thinking at a glance.

Song Yufeng nodded, then shook his head: "Not really. After Ouyang Ji's accident, Wu Xian went to visit him."

"Oh?" Gu Zhihuan didn't know much about these things.

"The toxin didn't spread at the beginning. Ouyang Ji was unconscious at the time. Wu Xian proposed a cure, which required a lot of medicinal materials to refine the Samsara Jade Pill."

"Bing Xintang doesn't lack medicinal ingredients, right?"

"But the Samsara Jade Pill will not only empty the toxins in Ouyang Ji's body, but also empty his cultivation base. Therefore, Wu Xian devised a new way to allow Ouyang Huichun to incorporate half of his cultivation base into it."

"The exercises practiced by the head master of Bingxin Hall are different. Ouyang Huichun is Ouyang Ji's chosen successor. Only he and Ouyang Ji's exercises do not conflict."

Gu Zhihuan asked casually, "Ouyang Huichun refused?"

"No." Song Yufeng looked a little dazed: "He agreed."

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