Master does not ride a dragon

Liangxiang is surrounded by rivers, and the city is full of lights. The lobby on the first floor of the restaurant is overcrowded, but the second floor is so clean that there is only one table for two people to sit and have a drink.

Both of them were dressed as swordsmen, both were tall and thin, and they sat upright. Looking at them from a distance, they looked somewhat similar.

Xiao Er approached with the tea tray, only to realize that the two people's appearances and demeanors are quite different.

The older one was in his early twenties, his facial features on the right side were illuminated by the setting sun outside the window, and the outline cast sharp shadows on the left side of his face.

The bridge of the nose is thin and long, the brow bones are thin and long, and the lips are cut out like a cold front, but there is no trace of sharpness in his expression—maybe it's because of the white clothes and jade crown, maybe it's because the pupils are warm, or maybe it's because the tails of the eyes are flying sideways, like this It's strange that a person with such a good-looking appearance can make people feel gentle and pampered for no reason.

The younger one also had a good appearance. Although he was only wearing very low-key black clothes, his eyes were big and long, and they were particularly eye-catching. The black pupils were full of childish brilliance.

If you only look at his eyes, you will probably feel that he is young and inexperienced.Looking at the facial features, they are calm and sharp. Presumably this young boy will be a bright and upright young hero when he becomes a teacher in the future, and he will attract young girls from ten miles around to bow down.

However, this young man probably still regards himself as a child, resting his arms and elbows on the edge of the table, holding his face while looking at the person opposite him with a smirk, and nagging: "Master, try this green broad bean!" .It’s hard to find green broad beans this season, right? Try it.”

His master was blatantly coaxed by his apprentice as a three-year-old baby, but he had no choice but to pick up a chopstick of salt-baked green broad beans.

Seeing that his master didn't respond, Shaoxia babbled again: "Master, and this little yellow croaker, I told them not to add chili, you can try it."

His three-year-old master took another yellow croaker with chopsticks, picked out a piece of tender meat from the neck of the fish and put it into the young hero's bowl.

The young man said: "Master, and—what's the matter?"

Xiao Er put down the tea tray, "You two guests, you ordered oolong."

His master said with a "hmm", "Thank you."

But the young man raised his head with a "tsk", his face was still held in his hands, but his expression changed, and there was a big line written on his forehead: Why bother my master to eat?

Xiaoer also let out a "tsk", and almost blurted out "Is it me who co-authored and disturbed people's dinner?"

He put down the tea tray and left, and the young man behind him continued to chatter, "Master, tsk, this tea is so strong, how do you sleep at night?"

——Really think his master is a three-year-old baby?

Xiao Er shook his head while wiping his sweat while going downstairs, thinking that the standard for accepting apprentices in the Cultivation of Immortals these years is to look at the face, and it seems that the mind is no longer included in the assessment standard, is this young hero a fool?

Sikong Hu didn't know that he had been slandered as a fool, so he smirked for a while, picked a spinach with bean paste and put it in his mouth, chewing while asking, "Master, where are we going to stay at night? Where are we going tomorrow?"

Lu Ju raised his eyes slowly and did not answer, but Sikong Hu understood, and immediately raised his hand to block: "I know, I know, don't talk if you have something in your mouth. After eating, master, where shall we stay at night? Where are we going tomorrow?"

Lu Ju laughed and said, "Why do you only know how to eat and sleep? Ah Hu, after 18 years of reading, is it possible that all of them have been read into other people's stomachs?"

Sikong Hu scratched his head and muttered: "I don't teach, what do I do with reading. It's fine if I can eat, sleep and cook."

Lu Ju raised his left eyebrow and asked, "What?"

Sikong Hu hurriedly returned to the posture of holding his face, blinking his eyes, "It's nothing. Then Master, why don't we stay here tonight, let's have a good rest, and explain tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

No matter what he wants to do tomorrow, a good "rest" tonight is the most important thing.

Since leaving Shushan, Lu Ju put Si Ge and Huo Ling on his waist, and let the two of them take care of themselves. Sikong Hu and Lu Ju had no choice but to resume the mode of being alone.

This seems to be relatively similar to the 17 years on Baitouya, but Sikong Hu knew in his heart that it was different.

The matter has come to this point, and Sikong Hu himself feels that it is fake and hard work if he hides it like before.

What's more, Lu Ju also said, "Master will take you to escape".

——Obviously it's not that Liu Shui is ruthless on purpose!Since Luohua is ruthless, why did she run away with running water!

So although Sikong Hu didn't dare to really "how" to Master, he still had a little bit of something.

He allowed himself to be an idiot, wishing he could take care of all Lu Ju's affairs personally. It would be best if Lu Ju didn't have to eat or take a bath by himself, and by the way, let him make a big hole in Lu Ju's face.

Lu Ju was also entangled with a headache, but this matter is like digging a hole and jumping himself, poisoning himself and drinking it - when the matter has come to this point, if he pushes Sikong Hu out again, it is like hitting himself in the face.

Therefore, in the past few days, one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, Lu Ju swallowed his humiliation and let Sikong Hu stay by his side every step of the way.

Even at night, Sikong Hu would squat beside Lu Ju's couch, staring straight at Lu Ju with bright eyes, saying "Master, it's cool in the night" on the left and "Master, this quilt is too thin" on the right, with the subtext of "Let I'll come up and sleep together to warm your bed."

Lu Xun privately felt that if Ah Hu put this thought into cultivating Taoism or cooking, he could become a teacher directly.

The scenery on the second floor of the restaurant is beautiful. Lu Ju silently stared at Sikong Hu’s radiant little face in the dazzling orange sunset, and listened to Sikong Hu’s endless chatter. How did a good boy of 18 years turn into a hooligan overnight?

Seeing that Lu Ju didn't answer, Sikong Hu added another sentence: "Master, what are you thinking?"

Lu Ju put down his chopsticks, "It's nothing. I'll stay here tonight."

Sikong Hu blurted out: "No problem! I'll find someone to open the room—"

Lu Ju said, "Two rooms."

Sikong Hu was stunned: "Two rooms?...Master!"

Lu Ju said: "Two rooms. You are eighteen, why don't you sleep by yourself?"

Apparently Lu Ju felt that those who didn't sleep by himself were children, so Sikong Hu had no choice but to swallow his anger, "...I'll sleep by myself."

Lu Ju nodded with satisfaction, got up and went downstairs to book a room.

At night, Lu Ju closed the door of the guest room, ready to enjoy the rare and rare solitude.

After using the soul-nourishing exercises for too long, without any adjustments for a while, the soul is indeed unstable.Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Lu Ju carefully sorted out the zhenqi in the meridians.

Jiang Jiang opened his eyes, and Lu Ju immediately heard a knock on the door.

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Lu Ju opened the door, and sure enough, Sikong Hu was standing outside the door, holding a food plate in his hand, which contained a bowl of crab meat noodles and a bowl of shrimp roe noodles, and said eagerly: "Master, I think you didn't eat well at night, let's have a late night." night."

Lu Ju said helplessly: "Don't eat. What time is it, why don't you go to sleep?"

Sikong Hu squeezed in through the door like a stream of kindness, "Master, what time is it, why don't you spend the good time sleeping?"

Lu Ju knew that Sikong Hu was deliberately leading the conversation, and if he didn't follow him, the night would be endless, so he immediately sighed with a wry smile: "Then what do you want to do?"

Sikong Hu was a cat, and everything he held was too hot, so he immediately changed his posture while blowing, "I didn't want to do anything at first. But since Master is so boring, why don't we talk about life."

The author has something to say:

Talk about life, talk about life, from poetry to philosophy of life, from holding candles to night outings by the couch, do it.like.Do.of.thing.

PS. Thinking about the shot of the two of them sitting by the window eating, it feels so eye-catching, it can be used as a prenatal education textbook!The newborn baby must look great! [May I ask what this author who doesn't even have a boyfriend is thinking? ...

PPS. The crew is thinking about one thing. The future chapters will be published in the middle of the night. See you in the middle of the night with shrimp noodles and crab meat noodles!Isn't this more shameless?