Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

The statue of Goddess Jiutianxuan stands in the center of the altar, at least five feet high.If you stumbled and fell from above, even if you were lucky enough to not smash your head, you might inevitably break your arms and legs.

The child looked relaxed, his arms didn't hold onto the support, but he hugged his chest casually, and an apricot-colored hairband fluttered in the wind on his back, as light as a bird's feathers.

The people on the altar were not so leisurely anymore. They all raised their necks and watched closely the children's every move.

Ren Lan was the most anxious one in the crowd. She took a few steps forward, came under the statue, raised her head and said, "Bai Yu! How did you climb up?"

"It's very easy," the child opened his mouth in a crisp tone, "I'm not as stupid as my sister, who will cut my own hand even if I practice with a knife."

"I..." Ren Lan immediately blushed and lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

The child poked the adult's shortcomings in public, but there was no trace of guilt on his face, but he giggled like no one else.

An Qiming also came under the statue, and shouted loudly: "Smelly brat, you are the only one who has the ability, come down and make gestures with me."

"Hahahaha, who wants to draw with you, I might as well stay here and see your reflective head, like a mirror, can reflect my shadow."

"You... you lawless stinky brat, look at me if I don't deal with you!"

"Take care of me? You have to be able to beat me. If you lose to me, do you want to shave off that half of your hair so that I can see it more clearly?"

Even An Qiming was speechless and could only stare at him dryly.

Feng Tingjian sensed the noise from above, and said, "Bai Yu, come down quickly."

Seeing the patriarch speak in person, the triumphant smile on the child's mouth finally subsided, and he muttered: "But I like to stay up there, I don't want to go down."

Feng Tingjian was not annoyed, but said patiently: "Today is different from the past, you have to come and see this Senior Brother Dongqing."

"Brother?" The child's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and jumped down from Wuzhang height without hesitation.

Even Lu Dongqing was sweating, watching the pair of small toes tiptoe over the hilt in Xuannv's hand, and then step on the bell frame of Changning Bell, jumping three times in a row, before finally falling to the ground.

The Changning bell did not ring, nor did the ground, for the footsteps on it were as light as feathers.

It's really amazing effort.

The child landed steadily, opened a pair of bright eyes, and looked around in the crowd. She was wrapped in an apricot light shirt, with a delicate face and a petite frame. She was a girl.

Although she was a girl, she didn't have the slightest characteristic of beauty. She pouted her mouth high, raised her chin, and squinted her eyes. Such a savage and arrogant look was better than An Qiming's.

Her eyes circled around, and finally landed on Lu Dongqing, and asked while looking at Lu Dongqing, "Are you the new senior brother?"

Lu Dongqing nodded, bent down and reached out to her.

But she slapped away the hand that was outstretched in front of her: "Huh, with an honest look, it looks like a boring gourd at first glance, it's boring."

Lu Dongqing: "..."

It hurts self-esteem to be judged like this by the girl I met for the first time.

When he was speechless, Lu Zhengqiu's voice sounded from beside him: "That's not necessarily the case. Although Dongqing looked a little dumbfounded, her kung fu is very powerful."

Bai Yu blinked: "Really?"

"Really," Lu Zhengqiu looked at her with a smile on his face, "I'm not lying."

Bai Yu's nose pried even higher: "Okay, Brother Dongqing, do you dare to compete with me?"

"I..." Lu Dongqing really didn't know whether to agree or not.

Fortunately, Feng Tingjian rescued him in time: "You two are exhausted from traveling and traveling, you should rest earlier today, and we will talk about the competition in another day."

"Hmph, Uncle is biased." Bai Yu turned his head away, "I'm obviously afraid that he will lose face if he loses to me."

Feng Tingjian shook his head and sighed, "Qiming, take Baiyu back to the room to rest first."

"Yes," An Qiming reluctantly agreed, came to the girl, bent down and said, "Little ancestor, the master has already spoken, you go back with me first."

Bai Yu's eyes rolled around, and said: "If you play vault with me and give me your back bow, I will go with you."

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I'll tell uncle, your head is like dirt..." An Qiming stopped Bai Yu before he finished speaking.

"Okay, okay, I promise you."

Although An Qiming looked reluctant, he still took Baiyu's hand and stepped down from the altar to the cable bridge.

A brief interlude, accompanied by two noisy voices, one high and one low, went to the distance together.

The twilight in the distance has gradually fallen, and the sky has turned dark blue, like a piece of silk cloth, slowly covering the surrounding fields from the hollow.The waterfall hangs in the distance, with the sound of pattering water, and the splashing water is like silver beads scattered in silk and satin.

Feng Tingjian turned to the other clansmen on the altar, and said slowly: "Everyone, go back to rest earlier, the days will be long, so it won't be too late to continue if you have something to say."

These people were all attracted by the sound of the bell and gathered here. All of them were curious and wanted to see the origin of the two "outsiders" who suddenly appeared, but after hearing the words of the patriarch, they turned around and discussed in a low voice. One side scattered sparsely.

Lu Dongqing watched the crowd go away silently, thinking, Feng Tingjian's words really carry a lot of weight in Lingquan Valley, even the stubborn Baiyu only listened to his teachings.

After everyone dispersed, he came to Feng Tingjian again.

He still insisted on the rhetoric just now, and said: "Master, I can't stay..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Tingjian put his hands on his shoulders: "Holly, listen to me first, I really don't want to see the unjust death of your mother again."

Lu Dongqing was startled: "Do you believe that your mother died unjustly?"

"Of course, she can never kill innocent people indiscriminately, and the man she has a crush on, of course, can't do things that hurt nature and reason."

Lu Dongqing was shocked. His parents' crimes were heinous, and the whole country knew about them. He never dared to hope that other than his master, others would believe his defense.

The memory of nine years ago came back to his mind, and there was a burst of old bitterness in his mouth.

He was silent for a while, and then said: "Since he died unjustly, it is even more important to give the deceased a clean reputation."

"Fame?" Feng Tingjian shook his head, "There used to be many people in Lingquan Valley, but now it can't even fill an altar. Even if the honor is returned, the dead will not be able to return."

Lu Dongqing argued: "The dead cannot be chased, but we should at least comfort the living."

Feng Tingjian still shook his head: "It's not easy to clear the grievances. If you fail, the strangers you want to comfort will be implicated. Your senior sister Ren Lan, senior brother An Qiming, Baiyu and I, and even your master Zhengqiu, don't you? Do you want them to accompany you to die?"

"I..." Lu Dongqing's heart tightened suddenly.

He only looked at the road ahead, and indeed ignored the people around him.

If his actions bring disaster to innocent people.

If he implicates his master who is neither close nor close to him.

He couldn't answer this question, and felt unprecedentedly at a loss in his heart, as if he had stepped into a deep valley and didn't know how to advance or retreat.

He subconsciously bit his lip until his master came to him, put his hands on his shoulders, exerted slight pressure, and signaled him to calm down.

Lu Zhengqiu comforted his apprentice, then turned to Feng Tingjian and said, "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry, I'm an upright disciple by nature, and I didn't deliberately contradict him." After speaking, he turned to the people around him, "Dongqing, it's getting late today, we You might as well present your master's kindness to stay in the valley, and we can discuss whether to stay or not tomorrow."

"I understand." Lu Dongqing nodded, and said to Feng Tingjian, "Master, I'm sorry just now."

Feng Tingjian said indifferently: "You are my virtuous nephew, how can I blame you. Lan'er, are you still there?"

"Yes, Master."

Ren Lan has been waiting by the side, listening to the three people's words in silence, and didn't answer until the master called.

Feng Tingjian turned to Lu Dongqing again, his eyes widened in vain, as if he wanted to see clearly the appearance of "Nephew", but ended in failure.

As the night got darker, even Lu Dongqing's vision gradually dimmed, and she couldn't see the face a few steps away clearly.

But he heard Feng Tingjian let out a hoarse sigh: "Lan'er, go find a spare room and take care of the two of you to have a good rest."

"Understood," Ren Lan leaned forward and replied, "Dongqing, Master Zhengqiu, please come with me."