Countryside Rhapsody

Fu Tingfang just looked at the owner of his house and swept back and forth three times on Qin Boran, who is known as the number one counselor. His seriousness was much more serious than that of the proud owner when he usually dealt with various affairs.

Maybe it's because the proprietor's eyes are too penetrating, even Qin Boran, who is always known for his calm and calm, showed a look of inquiry, as if he doesn't understand what is in him that deserves the little girl opposite him to study so carefully .

It wasn't until the eyes were completely satisfied that the proud landlord nodded slowly as if condescending: "Well, anyway, you look like you don't want me to refuse."

Qin Boran obviously didn't expect that Deyi Louzhu would have such a personality, and even the disciples of Jiuxi Sect who came here with Qin Boran couldn't help being stunned. Like Fu Tingfang who had turned into a white falcon, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Let's go." Seeing that Qin Boran was still in a daze, the proprietor proudly reminded: "Didn't you say you want to talk in private? There are so many people here, it shouldn't meet the definition of private, right?"

"Miss thank you for leading the way." Qin Boran smiled, and did not lose the demeanor that a celebrity should have. Through the speaking style of the proud landlord, he can probably understand what kind of character this girl named Xie Fangchen is, so she is no longer as good as before. General gaffe.

"Well, you're welcome."

The proud landlord took Qin Boran and Fu Tingfang to his house in Chongguling. It was a two-story building made entirely of wood, and he also circled a small area as his yard, which was paved with stone slabs. A small path, with various common flowers and plants planted on both sides of the path.

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door, the furnishings inside were very simple. Qin Boran was asked to sit down on the chair in the center of the room, and proudly the landlord went to the well in the yard to fetch a pot of water, and then put it on the stove: "When you finish speaking, you should speak." Yes, just enough water to make tea."

Fu Tingfang almost didn't slip off the shoulders of the proud landlord. It was only once when the guests came to the house to take the first cup of tea to show politeness. I have never heard of the tea being served before the guests left.

Qin Boran knew that the girl in front of him had a detached personality, and she just came home now, let alone a monk. Naturally, it was impossible to prepare hot tea at home immediately, so he didn't feel that he was being neglected: "As the girl said, .”

"Since you agree, then you can talk about it. I promise to listen carefully, but I don't promise that I will agree with what you said."

"The girl is so humorous." Qin Boran couldn't help laughing.

"It's fine if you're happy." The landlord was as serious as ever.

Fu Tingfang, who was standing on the shoulders of the proud master, had twitched eyes, and every time the proud master would use this sentence to perfunctory everyone who wanted to persuade her—I just listened.

After sorting out his thoughts, Qin Boran opened his mouth.

"Haven't introduced myself to the girl yet."

"Please speak." The proud host folded his hands on the table, as if sitting upright and listening attentively.

It was the first time Qin Boran was interrupted during self-introduction, but looking at the appearance of the little girl in front of him, it didn't seem like it was intentional, so he had to change one sentence into two sentences.

"I'm Qin Boran, a disciple of the Jiuxi Sect of Xiuxian Sect."

"Now that I understand, you can continue to talk." The host nodded knowingly.

Now Fu Tingfang can't wait to roll her eyes fiercely in the posture of a white falcon. Normal people understand that after hearing other people's self-introductions, it is their turn to introduce themselves, but it is clear that the proud landlord has no such intentions at all, and he is not at all. The appearance of something wrong made Fu Tingfang standing on her shoulder feel that Deyilou's face had been humiliated by the landlord. The article was written so well, but how could it be completely useless when it was his turn to speak?

Qin Boran obviously didn't expect the person in front of him to be so lacking in common sense, so that there was a gap between the two of them for a while, and finally Qin Boran had to say: "The girl hasn't introduced herself yet."

"Ah?" The proud host was puzzled: "So many people outside called my name just now, you still haven't remembered?"

Fu Tingfang almost fainted, and Qin Boran's face was also stiff, so he could only say dryly: "There were too many people who called girls just now, and their voices were mixed together, so they couldn't be heard clearly."

"But aren't you a monk?" The proud landlord's face was full of surprise: "You still have the problem of deafness? Hmm... well, my name is Xie Fangchen."

Qin Boran had no choice but to smile wryly in his heart because of the inexplicable name of the disease on his back. This little girl was even more troublesome than he had expected. look like.

"I don't know the word 'Fangchen', which two words are it?" For the purpose of this trip, Qin Boran could only bite the bullet and continue talking with the proud landlord.

There is still a certain gap between the Qin Boran today and the Qin Boran that Fu Tingfang has heard about in the future. The Qin Boran in history will not be stiff because someone speaks too frankly, nor will it be because someone exceeds his expectations. And showed a distressed look.

No.13 The number one counselor next to the Yulongwang will always be the role of "the mast and scull disappear in smoke while talking and laughing", as if the feather fan in his hand is lightly shaken, thousands of troops will turn into bones, and become the Yulongwang in his life. Another brilliant achievement.

This feeling of dislocation in time and space made Fu Tingfang dazzled for a long time.

"Green moss grows in the pavilion, fragrant dust condenses the pavilion.①"

"Miss Xie, why bother to demean yourself, you are at the age like a flower like a jade, how can you compare yourself to a flower?" Qin Boran shook his head, very dissatisfied with the explanation of the proud landlord.

"When did I compare myself to falling flowers?" Deyilou showed a look of surprise: "You ask me which two words are, and I will tell you the source, don't you know which two words are?"

Qin Boran was glad that he was not holding a water glass at the moment, otherwise he would definitely lose his composure in front of this person and bird. He almost choked on his own saliva just now: "So I was thinking too much..."

"I don't blame you, it's human nature."

After all, Fu Tingfang couldn't help sighing. He was like this when he saw the host for the first time. He was choked by the host's words for a long time and couldn't finish the sentence. He thought the host was doing it on purpose, but after a long time of contact, he realized that the host was born like this Personality, it's no wonder that so many people in Jianghu hate the host.

In addition to the protagonists of his rambling and lively banned small books, the other part is definitely annoyed by the mouth of the poster.

But you can't find it, you can't see it, you can't beat it.

How can it make people not itch their teeth with hatred? Qin Boran has cultivated himself well, otherwise he would have turned his face long ago.

Qin Boran realized that he had still underestimated Xie Fangchen, so he couldn't help but put two positive words behind Xie Fangchen's lethality in his heart. He had to think more carefully about the next conversation.

Looking at Qin Boran's appearance, Fu Tingfang knew what Qin Boran was planning, but as a bird, he had no way to give Qin Boran any advice.

Two words - useless.

The only reason why the proud landlord dared to use the word "proud" as a signboard was because he had a thick skin comparable to a city wall, a stubborn heart that didn't understand romance, and a set of strange thinking that was invincible and self-contained.

So when she will speak and what she will say, it is impossible to predict.

This is the first time Qin Boran sees the proud landlord. He doesn't know that the person in front of him has been here for more than two hundred years. He only regards the proud landlord as a little girl named Xie Fangchen.

Fu Tingfang involuntarily cast a sympathetic look at Qin Boran.

Qin Boran, who received Bai Falcon's gaze, was a little puzzled, why did this bird sympathize with him so much?

"Miss Xie, I have a heartfelt request." Qin Boran tried his best to maintain his demeanor as a gentleman: "Can I test your spiritual root for you?"

"Testing the spirit root?" The proud landlord tilted his head, as if he was thinking: "What's the use?"

"Miss Xie doesn't know something. Soon it will be the day when my sect, the Jiuxi Sect, selects disciples once every ten years." Qin Boran explained to the proud landlord: "I was ordered to come here to select qualified disciples."

"Ah?" The proud landlord looked surprised: "Then how can it be considered a good qualification?"

"Naturally, people with fewer and purer spiritual roots have better aptitude. After all, human energy is limited. If you have one more spiritual root than others, you will naturally need to pay more attention than others. It is inevitable that you will lose sight of the other." Every time Jiuxizong When selecting disciples, Qin Boran will always explain to others, and he already knows how to explain it in the simplest way: "The strength of the spiritual root determines the ability of the cultivator to sense spiritual energy."

"Okay, then you can test it." The proud landlord said happily: "I have never encountered such a fun thing."

With the consent of the proud landlord, Qin Boran took out the magic weapon that he had prepared for others to test the spiritual root, and put it on the table: "Please put your hands on it."

"This stone that looks like an ostrich egg can tell what kind of spiritual root I have?" The proud host was a little suspicious: "Are all magic tools so ugly? They are still khaki, and the aesthetics are really bad!"

After successive blows before, Qin Boran gradually mastered the skills of getting along with the proud landlord. He had to install a filter in his ears, treating himself as temporarily deaf, so that his heart could return to a state of calm.

Fu Tingfang couldn't help praising Qin Boran secretly. No wonder Qin Boran can be called the number one counselor. Even now, he will still be jumping feet by the proud landlord, and his realm is completely different.

After staring at the egg-shaped magic weapon on the table for a long time, the proud host slowly raised his hand...

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① Southern Dynasties·Song·Xie Zhuang's "Moon Fu": "Green moss grows on the pavilion, fragrant dust condenses the pavilion.