Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

After finally climbing to the top of the mountain, Chong Hongzi was squatting there with his sleeves spread out. When he saw the two people coming up, he immediately stood up to greet them.

Today, Chong Hongzi took out the bright red robe that had been hidden in the bottom of the box and put it on. He combed his hair into a sleek style and braided his thick white beard into a braid. His old face was blown red by the cold wind, like a wrinkled peach.

Next to him was Li Shu, a man in red clothes with a black face, standing with a tray in his hands.

This was the first time she saw Master Chonghong so serious, and it was a bit strange. Zhu Zheng quickly pulled Rong Yan's hand away and said embarrassedly, "Master, I've been waiting for a long time."

Chong Hongzi: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, how can you wait as long as Cheng Yi..."

"Uncle Master." Rong Yan said quietly from behind, "Let's get started."

Chong Hongzi let out an "Ah", lit a stick of incense on the long table in front of the waterfall, and motioned Zhu Zheng to come forward.

"Let's keep the ceremony simple. First, we'll worship the mountain god, burn incense and pay our respects."

Zhu Zheng nodded, burned incense respectfully, then bowed and kowtowed deeply three times to the mountain god.

Chong Hongzi looked at Zhu Zheng with loving eyes as she bowed. He sat up straight on the chair, cleared his throat, tore out a piece of red paper and began to read.

"You have wisdom and a sincere heart. You have entered my school and I will pass on what I have learned and teach you what you can do. You will inherit my aspirations, understand the principles of heaven and earth, and cultivate virtues. We are classmates, we have the same heart and the same mind, and we share the same spirit."

Zhu Zheng listened attentively with bated breath, and saw Chong Hongzi pick up a flower crown from the side.

It is made of flexible green bamboo branches, embellished with colorful silk and layers of jacaranda flowers.

Zhu Zheng lowered her head and leaned over, and heard Chong Hongzi shout, "Cheng Yi, I can't remember the rest of the words, you come, come."

Rong Yan, who had been silent all the time, took the flower crown, took a few steps forward and stood facing Zhu Zheng.

He stood very close, and the hems of their clothes were blown together by the wind. He could smell the familiar cold fragrance, and the youthful vitality of the bamboo leaves and flowers on the corolla, all blowing on Zhu Zheng's face.

Rong Yan's eyelashes drooped slightly, with a layer of mist on her long eyelashes. He took the flower crown and gently placed it on her head, then used a tender bamboo branch dipped in the Tianshan spring water in the jade bottle and touched her forehead.

"Since God blesses us, everything will prosper.

May good fortune bring you peace and longevity.

Like a mountain, like a hill, like a ridge, like a hill.

Like the rising sun, like the constant moon..."

The steady voice mixed with the noisy sound of water seemed particularly solemn and pious.

Zhu Zheng didn't expect that becoming a disciple would involve a blessing.

She felt a chill on her forehead, and her heart was clear. As Rong Yan chanted these auspicious wishes, she suddenly wanted to believe that she would be blessed by God and blessed with good fortune in the future, and she would no longer have to be that useless "unlucky star".

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, staring at Zhu Zheng's slightly upturned face. The girl in red clothes and flowers had bright eyes and white teeth, and was smiling. The strands of hair on her forehead rose from under the flower crown and were blown to her face by the wet wind, like a winding flower ornament.

He reached out and straightened Zhu Zheng's flower crown, then rubbed the remaining spring water between her brows with his fingertips, bringing a touch of warm and itchy feeling.

"Thank you, sir." Zhu Zheng turned her head to the side.

"Hey, you can't call me sir." Chong Hongzi at the side corrected him, "It sounds too unfamiliar."

Zhu Zheng glanced at Chong Hongzi, whose eyes were full of encouragement, then looked up at Rong Yan, pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

"Senior Brother..." she called softly.

Rong Yan looked stunned, as if he didn't hear anything, and stood aside without any reaction.

Chong Hongzi couldn't help laughing at his disciple's silly look and poked him with his whisk.

"I'm calling you, Cheng Yi."

Rong Yan came back to his senses and responded, "Yeah."

"What do you mean by um?" Chong Hongzi was obviously dissatisfied, "Call me."

Rong Yan stared at Zhu Zheng and opened his mouth, "...Junior Sister."

A few days ago, Master Chong Hongzi said that he had never accepted a female disciple. This should be the first time Rong Yan called her that. Zhu Zheng's heartstrings moved slightly, and she even felt a little embarrassed.

She took a deep breath and told herself that this was just a common change of words. Then she saw Chong Hongzi smiling at the side and remembered that she had confused the priorities.

He turned around and said, "Master."

"Okay, okay." Chong Hongzi smiled so much that his eyebrows were not visible. "It sounds good. It really sounds good."

Li Shu, who was like a wooden stake beside him, finally couldn't help but speak out, "Master, haven't you listened to Master enough?"

"How can it be the same?" Chong Hongzi flicked his whisk and glanced at him, "Where is the initiation gift that you, the senior brothers, prepared for the junior sister?"

Li Shu curled his lips, "I'm not prepared."

Chong Hongzi was disappointed with his failure and turned to Rong Yan, "What about Cheng Yi? Are you ready?"

Rong Yan opened his hands, took apart the two bells he had been holding, and placed them in front of Zhu Zheng.

"Entrance ceremony." he said.

Zhu Zheng deeply suspected that he was not prepared either. After all, she had just returned the bell, so it seemed like he had just brought it in to make up the number.

The familiar crane bell lay quietly in Rong Yan's hand. Zhu Zheng looked at it for a while. Now she knew it was a pair. She felt it was a little hot when she took it.

Seeing that she didn't move, Chong Hongzi urged, "Good disciple, please accept it quickly. This is a token of your senior brother's love."

Zhu Zheng was in a dilemma and after hesitating for a while, he had to reach out and take it.

"Thank you, senior brother..."

I borrowed the name of the initiation gift, and now it would be embarrassing to return it.

"It's windy up there, you two should go down first." Chong Hongzi's face was filled with joy, "There's a banquet ready in the dining room, Cheng Yi, take your sister with you."

Rong Yan responded. No one knew what he was thinking about since he reached the top of the mountain. He looked uneasy, and now he actually came to hold Zhu Zheng's hand.

Zhu Zheng glanced at Master Chong Hongzi, then quickly pulled the red gauze over and handed it to him. He wrapped it around his palm and let his hand hang down with his clenched fist.

Zhu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to Chong Hongzi, and walked down the long steps holding Rong Yan's hand.

Chong Hongzi stared at the couple standing side by side on the long steps with sparkling eyes, until they turned into a small red dot. He stretched his neck and stood on tiptoe, as if he couldn't see enough.

Li Shu, who was standing by, also came over to see what was happening and started to grumble in dissatisfaction, "Why did the master suddenly want to accept a female disciple? This breaks the rules of the temple..."

Chong Hongzi: "When was this rule established? How come I don't know about it?"

Li Shu: "Even if, even if not...becoming a disciple was just a matter of lighting candles and incense before, I've never seen such a big scene."

Chong Hongzi: "What do you know? This apprenticeship ceremony is for a name, so of course the more grand it is, the more effective it is."

Li Shu: "She's not staying to practice Taoism, so what's the point of having a title..."

Chong Hongzi glared at him, "Idiot, this is to give you the title of senior brother."

Li Shu: "What status do you want, brother?"

Chong Hongzi: "It's the status of being someone's senior brother."

Li Shu was completely confused, "What on earth is Master talking about?"

The master was no longer going to pay attention to him. He tried to figure it out for a while, but didn't figure it out. He resigned himself to his fate and tidied up the decorations on the table while complaining, "Just accept me as a disciple. You've prepared so many fancy things, but the master didn't mention preparing an initiation gift... I'll let it go. Senior Brother is used to being decent, and gave away the Shuanghe Bell for nothing."

Chong Hongzi was not deaf, and could not help but hit him with his whisk and said, "What are you mumbling about, kid?"

Li Shu: "I just feel that it is a pity to dismantle such a good pair of double crane bells."

Chong Hongzi: "I said a pair, a pair, don't you know what a pair means? Cranes are loyal birds that stay together in pairs. Your uncle made it for two people. It would be a pity to let your senior brother be alone."

"For two people?" Li Shu was puzzled. "How do you use it?"

Chong Hongzi stroked his beard and said, "The bells of the pair of bells are made of soul-drawing conch shells. When one bell rings, the other will also ring. Even if they are thousands of miles away, they will have the same tone and frequency."

"Doesn't that mean you're just ordering me around?" Li Shu's face darkened when he heard that. "Why?"

Chong Hongzi sighed. Senior Brother Chongming had few and elite disciples, while his own disciples were many and stupid.

"It really worked. I'm sure your senior brother will be secretly happy about it." He said bluntly.

Li Shu disagreed, "How did Master know..."

"Okay, okay." Chong Hongzi interrupted him and tapped his head with a whisk.

"You little brat, you don't understand anything. You have a big head for nothing."