The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Immortal spells were applied to the boat, and it sailed very quickly, arriving at the port of Yangzhou in the early morning of the second day.At the entrance to the port, there are already fairy envoys to meet them, and several horses are stationed there.

Everyone had breakfast at the dock, and the Feathermen didn't need to eat, so they sat by the ferry and closed their eyes to rest.It was just dawn at this time, and there were not many merchants and pedestrians coming and going, but the boatmen had already got up, gathered in groups of three or four to drink porridge and eat steamed buns, and from time to time they would inquire about them with curious eyes.

The stout men in brown clothes sipped porridge and rice, and the voices of discussions drifted into Mo Ran's ears sporadically.

"Hey, I know their clothes. These are people from the lower cultivation world."

"The lower cultivation world is so far away, and you don't often communicate with our sect here, how do you know?"

"Look at the coat of arms on their wrist armor. Is it exactly the same as the one on the Night Tour God?"

"You're talking about the kind of exorcism wooden armor?" Someone glanced at Xue Meng's cuff, biting the pickle, and exclaimed, "Oh, it's really true. Who made that night wandering god? ?”

"I heard that it was made by Elder Yuheng, the peak of death and life."

"Who is this elder Yuheng? Is he as powerful as our Gu Yueye's head Jiang?"

"Hey, I don't know, who can tell me about the cultivators?"

The boatmen spoke Su Yinzhong, and Mo Ran could not understand them well, but Chu Wanning could understand what these people were talking about. He knew that the night tour god he made had been successfully sold among the people, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.So I planned to make more light and easy-to-use wooden oxen and horses after I went back, and do some good deeds.

It was too early, and the group of people rushed to the front of Jiuhua Mountain in less than two hours. At this time, it was still early, and the sun was just hanging high in the winter. Thousands of golden rays were like silk veils falling, soaking the snow on the mountain peaks, shining brilliantly. Glittering.On the foot of the peak, hundreds of ancient cypresses and green pines stand in the frost all the year round, like a hermit with downcast sleeves and eyes, quietly standing on both sides of the mountain road.

At the top of Jiuhua Peak, ordinary people call it "non-human", but it is not a lie.

The Featherman blew three whistles at the foot of the mountain, and a golden finch with windy and thick feathers flew down from the snow-capped foothills.The crowd followed the guidance of the golden bird, all the way to the west, and came to a curtain of swift and turbulent waterfalls.

"Immortals, please step back first."

The leading Featherman stood first, twirling flowers with five fingers, and silently recited a spell.Suddenly, she gathered her vermilion lips and exhaled lightly into the wind. A fire dragon leaped out of the sky and hit the waterfall directly, splitting the water curtain in half!

Yumin looked back sweetly, and said with a slight smile: "I sincerely invite you, please move to the Peach Blossom Land."

They followed the Feathermen through the water curtain, passed through the barrier, and their eyes suddenly opened up, only to see that this place is vast and boundless, and it looks like another place thousands of feet away.Peach Blossom Spring is a cave that has nothing to do with the realm of self-cultivation. Although it is not comparable to the real realm of immortals, and even less comparable to the realm of gods, it is also full of aura.The scenery of the mountains and rivers in the source is like the freehand brushwork of ink and wash, with elegant and light colors. After walking for a certain distance, I found that there are no definite changes in the four seasons.

A group of people led the way by the feathermen, and first passed through the wilderness, only to hear the surging river and the sound of apes on both sides of the bank.Then to the outskirts of the city, you can see the criss-crossing fields and the wheat blowing in the ridges.Finally, when we arrived in the city, the pavilions and pavilions were neatly formed, with high-cut eaves and teeth.

The main city of Peach Blossom is majestic and magnificent. Its walls are huge and well-equipped. It is no different from a prosperous city in the world. It is just that the falling flowers and snow dance in the sky, the blue birds and cranes fly together, and the feathermen in the past are all handsome with stretched necks. , Wu Dai is in the wind, like a peerless fairy stepping down from the painting.

However, although Xue Meng and his party are quite new to such a beautiful scene, they will not make too much fuss because they have seen the strange scene of Jin Chengchi.

When I arrived at a fork in the road, I saw a featherman wearing a golden phoenix embroidered on a white background standing beside a towering giant tree. The flame pattern on her forehead was deeper than others, which meant that her mana was far stronger than other feathermen. above the people.

The fairy envoy who led the way brought everyone in front of her, then bowed his knees, saluted and said, "Great Immortal Lord, the four immortal kings who are at the peak of death and life have arrived."

"It's hard work, you quit."

"Yes."

The gorgeously dressed featherman smiled slightly, and his voice was as moving as a young phoenix's cry.

"My name is Eighteen, and I am honored by my family's immortals, and I am honored to be the great immortal master of Taohuayuan. I am really very fortunate that you are willing to reward your face and come to the humble family to practice. During this period, if the hospitality is not good, please forgive me , without hesitation.”

She looks so stunning, and she speaks so politely, which is really very attractive.

Although Xue Meng doesn't love men's appearance more than himself, but he knows Mu Shaoai's age, so he naturally doesn't hate beautiful and picturesque women, so he said with a smile: "The Immortal Lord is polite, but the name Shiba is really weird, I don't know Immortal Lord's name?"

Shiba said gently, "I don't have a surname, so I'll be called Shiba."

Mo Ran laughed and said: "Your name is eighteen, is there someone called Seventeen?"

It was a joke, but Shiba couldn't help smiling when he heard it: "Xianjun is smart, Shiqi is my sister."

Ink burning: "..."

Shiba explained: "Our feathered people are born from the down feathers dropped by the Suzaku God. When the cultivation level is shallow, they are often in the shape of a crested ibis. The first one to take shape is my family's Shangxian, and the rest of the feathered people are named according to the order of their transformation. One, two... I am number 18, so I am called eighteen."

"..."

After hearing this, Mo Ran couldn't help being speechless. He thought that Xue Zhengyi's name was bad enough, but he didn't expect that there was a worse one here, and he just played counting.

But then, Shiba said something that made him even more shocked.

"Let's talk about the business first. All the immortals have just come here, and they don't know the rules of Taohuayuan cultivation." Eighteenth said, "For hundreds of years, most of the mortal cultivation has been divided into sects. But here it is different. We Yumen There has always been a clear division of labor, there are those who specialize in 'defense', those who specialize in 'attack', and those who specialize in 'healing', there are three types in total. Your cultivation will also be carried out according to these three types."

The ink burned and said with a smile: "This is good."

Eighteen nodded at him: "Thank you, Xiaoxian Jun, for your approval. You need to know that the monks from Gu Yueye also came a few days ago. Hearing this kind of practice, he frowned."

The ink burns strangely: "The defense is the defense, the attack is the attack, and the healing is the healing. It's so simple and clear, isn't it good? What's their dissatisfaction?"

Eighteenth Dao: "It's like this. In Gu Yueye, there is a young master Duan who belongs to 'Yu Shou' and needs to live with other immortals of the same genus, while his senior sister belongs to 'Attack', so he must win and attack a sect of immortals. You and I live together. Although I don't understand the emotions of ordinary people, I can see that the son is not willing to be separated from Yijie."

"Haha, what's the matter—wait, what are you talking about!" Mo Ran laughed halfway, then suddenly reacted, and opened his eyes suddenly, "People with different attributes not only have to practice separately, but also have to live separately?"

Eighteen didn't know why he suddenly changed his face, and said blankly, "Yes."

Mo Ran's face turned green: "..."

Are you kidding me?

Half an hour later, Mo Ran, who failed to bargain with Shiba, stood blankly in a bright courtyard and fell into a long silence.

He, Xue Meng, and Xia Sini, all of them belonged to the attack group, and were assigned to the east of Peach Blossom Spring.The so-called east side does not refer to a small area, but the living quarters exclusively for the "attacking" immortals. There are more than [-] such four-person courtyards, and there are also mountains, lakes, alleys, etc. Mo Street Market was built to resemble the ordinary world, probably because they knew that they would live here for a long time, so they could talk about their homesickness for them.

And Shi Mei, because it belongs to "healing", went to Taoyuan Nanpian, which is far away from Mo Ran's residence, and there is an enchantment in the middle, and it is only possible to pass by tokens.This means that although Mo Ran is in Taoyuan with Shi Mo, he has no chance to meet each other except for the Feathermen's introductory mentality practiced by the immortals of the three major attributes every day.

And that's not the worst.

Mo Ran suddenly raised his eyes, through the dense eyelash curtain, looking at Xue Meng who was going back and forth in the yard, obviously planning to choose the most comfortable place for himself, and couldn't help the veins on the forehead.

Xue Meng...

Yes, damn it, from now on, he must live in the same yard with Xue Meng every day!The eight bitternesses of life are parting from love, meeting resentment and resentment, and in the future, he may feel it thoroughly...

The Feathermen were selected from the upper cultivation world to the lower cultivation world, and it was almost the end of their turn to the peak of life and death.Therefore, people from other sects came earlier than them. Xue Meng soon discovered that there was a hut in the small courtyard where they lived.

"Strange, I don't know who already lives here?" Xue Meng said while glancing at the quilts drying in the yard.

Mo Ran said: "No matter who it is, it should not be a person who cares about every ounce."

"How do you say that?"

The ink burned: "I ask you, which room did you choose to live in?"

Xue Meng's expression was very alert: "What are you going to do? I have already taken a look at it. The one facing south is mine. If you want to rob me, I will..."

Just before he had time to figure it out, Mo Ran interrupted him with a smile: "I don't like too big a room, and I won't fight with you. But I want to ask you, if this room is still empty—" As he said, he nodded to the hut that someone had already moved into, and then asked, "Are you willing to trade with him?"

Xue Meng first looked at the plain thatched cottage, and then glared at Mo Ran: "Do you think I'm stupid? Of course I won't change it."

The ink burned and said with a smile: "So I said that the man is not fussy. You see, when he came, the four rooms here were empty, but he didn't pick the best one, but only chose a low hut. This If a person is not a fool, he is a modest gentleman."

"..."

This analysis is not bad at all, but Xue Meng feels like he has been pierced by Mo Ran with a knife hidden in his face.He is a gentleman, he can't live in a good house, but if he wants to sleep in a shabby hut, isn't he a stinky person and a cheapskate?

But Mo Ran didn't mention Xue Meng at all, he couldn't scold Xue Meng, he couldn't bear it, and his face flushed for a while.

"Anyway... I'm used to it." Xue Meng took a breath and said with a calm face, "I just can't live in a broken place, whoever wants to be this gentleman should go. I don't care."

After finishing speaking, he left in embarrassment.

So in this other courtyard, four very different houses have owners.

Xue Meng chose the abode in the north, with white walls and black tiles, and gold lintels, which is the most transparent and luxurious one.Mo Ran chose the stone hut in the west, and a peach blossom tree was planted at the door, which was in full bloom.Chu Wanning asked for a bamboo building in the east, and the sun was setting, and the warm green bamboo seemed to be emitting brilliance from emerald jade.

And the simple hut in the south is the "gentleman" who has never met.

Chu Wanning's typhoid fever did not heal, and she was very dizzy.I entered the bamboo building early to rest.Xue Meng stayed with him for a while, but this little junior didn't know how to act like a baby, and he didn't like to listen to stories. He just wrapped himself up into a small rice dumpling and kept his head in bed. Xue Meng sat on the edge of the bed for a while, feeling bored, so he patted Ass gone.

In the yard, Mo Ran came out with a chair. He was crossing his legs and resting his arms behind his head, leisurely watching the golden crow sink and the afterglow peel off.

Seeing Xue Meng come out, he asked: "Junior brother Xia is asleep?"

"Ah."

"Has the fever gone?"

"You have to care about him, just go in and see for yourself."

The ink burned and laughed: "I'm afraid the little guy didn't sleep well, and he woke him up clumsily."

Xue Meng glanced at him and said: "It's rare for you to be self-aware. I thought you would only be like my mother's cats and dogs, enjoying the shade in the yard and being lazy."

"Haha, how do you know that I'm just being lazy?" Mo Ran played with a peach blossom between his fingers, raised his eyes and smiled, "I've been sitting in the yard for a while, but I discovered a shocking secret .”

Xue Mengxian didn't want to ask, but he was curious. After holding back for a long time, he still had a sullen face, sorted out a look of pretending not to care, and muttered: "... what big secret?"

Mo Ran waved at him and narrowed his eyes: "Come here with your ears, I will whisper to you."

"..." Xue Meng was reluctant, and put his ears to the past in a humble manner.Mo Ran approached, and laughed in a low voice: "Hey, you've been fooled, silly Mengmeng."

Xue Meng suddenly opened his eyes, and was furious, and he slammed the ink-burning skirt: "You lied to me? Are you naive?!"

Mo Ran haha ​​said: "Where did I lie to you, I really discovered a secret, but I really don't want to tell you."

Xue Meng's black eyebrows frowned: "If I believe you again, I will be a fool!"

The two were chattering like birds pecking dogs and gnawing birds. Mo Ran was about to say something to make the other party more angry, but suddenly heard a strange voice behind him, and said "huh?" with a little doubt , and then said: "Are you two new practitioners?"

This person's voice is clear and clear, and it is more refined than that of ordinary young people.

Mo Ran and Xue Meng looked back together, only to see a well-dressed man standing in the wind in the blood of the setting sun.

The man was born with profound features, dark eyebrows, black jade hair crown, and a honey-colored face that was handsome and energetic.Although the figure is not tall and burly, but the posture is extremely tall and straight, even better than the green pines and cypresses.Especially a pair of long legs, wrapped in black trousers properly, appear narrow and powerful, straight and heroic.

Mo Ran's expression changed instantly, and the blood and sins of the previous life seemed to flash in front of his eyes.

He seemed to see a figure kneeling in the bloody wind, the lute bone was pierced, and half of the face was torn off, but he would rather die than surrender.

My heart trembled, like a drop of white and crystal dew fell on the leaves, Mo Ran couldn't tell what it was like.

If there was anyone he admired in his previous life, then this one in front of him must be one of them.

It turned out that the gentleman Rufeng who wanted to live with them... was he...

The author has something to say:

It’s the start of the school year, and the ink-feeding fish children came to Jiuhuashan Bird University and stayed in the happy four-person dormitory~

Ink Burning: Howling Mud!I'm Mo Weiyu from Xiangtan, Hunan!I majored in philosophy!Please advise!

Chu Wanning: Chu Wanning, I’m from Lin’an, the pile of clothes and socks lost on the balcony of the bedroom are mine, I will throw them all into the washing machine at night, but I don’t know how to cover the quilt, please help me Do me a favor, thank you.

Ink Burning: ……………

Xue Meng: Xue Ziming, Sichuan, don't mess with me. My father controls the economic lifeline of the entire lower cultivation world. If any of you bully me, my father can stop all the stocks held by your parents, including Moutai.

Ink Burning: ……………

at this time--

The bedroom door is open!The dormitory leader who went to wash clothes and mosquito nets is back! !

So, is he Mei Hanxue in the supporting role, or Ye Wangxi?This is a sub-question 2333333