Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

Ye Changjian picked up Xiaohu, tapped his feet lightly, and jumped up to the top of the roof. He sat down and put Xiaohu on his lap.

"Our Fengling Yedu brothers and sisters can play music and sing songs. Yunshan Xinzong's "Huangquan Duan" is well known far and near, and the world brags about their music string killing skills to the sky, scoff. A bunch of idiots."

He snorted softly and said: "Although the third child can't cultivate, he can play the lyre very well. There is a folk man named Ji Kang, whose song "Guangling San" became a masterpiece. In my opinion, he is not as strong as the third child. The second child is the best at playing the flute, and all the female disciples of Fengling Yedu like him. The fifth child is good at playing Tao Yun and Chang Xiao, and the younger junior sister plays piano, chess, calligraphy and painting I am proficient in everything. I am relatively good at playing the pipa. Hehe."

"This is what the fourth brother taught me."

He said softly, lowering his normally flamboyant eyebrows, putting the bamboo leaves by his mouth, and blowing gently.

The quiet music reverberates above the bamboo garden, and the lingering sound lingers on for a long time.

"Little Tiger, go back to sleep."

After Ye Changjian finished washing, he sat in front of the dressing table and untied the light blue cloud-patterned headband, the blue hair fell loose, and his black hair was like a cloud.

He looked at the appearance in the bronze mirror.

With clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, his appearance can only be regarded as above-average at best.It is very different from the self in the previous life.

He looked at it for a while, then jumped onto the bed neatly.

The little tiger has become a big tiger.

Ye Changjian automatically wrapped his arms around its neck, pillowed on it, closed his eyes and murmured: "Tang Jiangli really has a unique taste!"

Xiaohu stuck out his tongue and licked his face, as if to echo his words.

A night without dreams.

What woke Ye Changjian up the next day was the smell of breakfast from the table.

He closed his eyes, searched for the scent, got out of bed gropingly, and sat down at the table.

Ye Changjian still couldn't open his eyes, he had already touched something cool on his lips, and he subconsciously opened his mouth.

A spoonful of soft, glutinous and sweet Jiuniang Yuanzi was sent into the mouth.

Ye Changjian thought to himself that this dream is really wonderful!There is actually a fairy who feeds Yuanzi to him with her own hands!

A bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls was eaten.Ye Changjian also woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Tang Jiangli sitting opposite him, put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and the bowl was empty.

"Dream still awake?"

Ye Changjian said to himself, stretching out his hand to pinch Tang Jiangli's cheek, he only knew that soft jade and warm fragrance were used to describe women.But now he wants to use this word on Tang Jiangli.

He didn't expect Tang Jiangli's cheeks to touch him so much that he couldn't put it down, so comfortable, so smooth, so cute, just like a little tiger.

He couldn't get enough of pinching with one hand, so he simply stood up, walked in front of Tang Jiangli, put his hands together, kneaded and pinched, and almost sucked on it.

Anyway, this is just a dream!

Ye Changjian had a great time playing, "Little beauty, you always look icy at ordinary times, even if the uncle wants to tease you, you can't say anything."

He had had enough fun, held Tang Jiangli's face and looked at him with a smile.

The latter's fair face was blood-colored by him, and he had a handsome appearance like a peach petal, with eyes like autumn water.

Tang Jiangli reached out to hold his wrist, stroked it carefully, and said flatly: "I'm going to be late for class."

Ye Changjian: ...

He looked at Tang Jiangli seriously, and said in an admonishing tone: "You are a man in a dream, you know if you can't speak."

Tang Jiangli stared at him and said, "It's not a dream."

For some reason, this sentence seems to have some other emotions hidden in it.

Hearing this, Ye Changjian let go of him, raised his wrist to his mouth and took a bite.

"hiss--"

He grinned his teeth in pain, and finally knew that this was indeed not a dream.

Tang Jiangli reached out to hold his wrist, and said with a little distress: "Aren't you full?"

Ye Changjian backed away again and again, ran aside, picked up the copper basin and dry cloth towel, and ran to the well outside the house.

He took a bucket of well water and poured it into a copper basin, submerging his whole face in it.

The cold well water finally took the heat off his face.

Tang Jiangli walked to him silently, took the cloth towel covering the edge of the well, pulled him up from the copper basin, and gently wiped his cheeks.

Ye Changjian asked, "Tang Jiangli, why do you make no sound when you walk? Are you a cat?"

"Let's go."

After wiping his cheeks, he put the towel back on the edge of the well, and walked out holding Ye Changjian's hand.

Ye Changjian looked at the hands tightly held by the two, raised his eyebrows and said, "Tang Jiangli, are you going to announce our relationship to the world?"

Tang Jiangli responded lightly.

Ye Changjian's face was full of treachery, and he said with a smile: "Tang Jiangli, can you open a back door for me?"

Tang Jiangli still walked forward without looking sideways, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Will you help me with the preliminary Lightning Control test? To tell you the truth, my spiritual power is low, and I'm not that powerful at all. The pulse measuring device must be broken!"

Tang Jiangli was noncommittal.

Ye Changjian continued: "I really want to go to the Bright Moon Canyon. If I don't refine a personal magic weapon, I will fight in the future... No, I mean, I am so weak, I will embarrass Tangmen Jianzong if I go out, you say yes no?"

He kept rambling on, but Tang Jiangli never responded to him.

"Tang Jiangli? Tang Jiangli?"

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the lover's lake, Ye Changjian softened his tone and called repeatedly, "Uncle Tang, Mr. Tang, Mr. Jiangli, Mr. Jiangli, brother Jiangli, I'm calling you brother, okay?" ?”

Hearing these words, Tang Jiangli stopped in his tracks and looked sideways at him.

For some reason, there seemed to be a slight flame jumping in Tang Jiangli's eyes.

Ye Changjian swallowed subconsciously, "If you don't help, why don't you help? Why do you look like you want to eat people?"

Tang Jiangli gave him another deep look, as if he was enduring something, and seemed to be suppressing something, turned his head away from him, and continued walking.

Ye Changjian said with some admiration: "Tang Jiangli, you have not been suffocated to death at such a young age."

Tang Jiangli walked a little faster.

Ye Changjian chattered, "I know you really want to beat me up, but due to your status as the chief disciple of Tangmen Sword Sect, you can't do it openly, right?"

"I just like to see you want to beat me but can't kill me."

Just when he thought Tang Jiangli was going to be mad at him, Tang Jiangli spoke up.

"Ye Changjian, I don't mind kissing you in public.

Ye Changjian raised his head nonchalantly, "I don't believe it."

As soon as the words came out, he froze.

Like being struck by lightning.

Is it because he hasn't heard others call his name for so long that he has auditory hallucinations?

He wanted to ask one more question, what did Tang Jiangli call him just now.

But after thinking about it, why did Tang Jiangli know his identity?

Is this person really Tang Jiangli?

He has always been free and unrestrained, following his heart and mind, but again and again because of the uneasiness of the person in front of him.

Is it really just a coincidence that Tang Jiangli looks so similar to Bai Wuya?

"Think far!"

Li Junyan and Yan Wuyu saw him, ran towards him with a smile, saw Tang Jiangli beside him, they stopped quickly, a little at a loss.

Li Junyan looked down and saw the hands of the two, and thought to himself: I'll be good, what Lu Yao said is true, Yuan Si really got Tang Jiangli into his hands!

Master ah, worthy of being a master.

Thinking of this, he even looked at Ye Changjian with reverence.

Ye Changjian's thoughts were called back by their voices.

"Come and assemble."

Tang Yuan stood by the lake and waved to them.

Ye Changjian withdrew his hand from Tang Jiangli's, and pushed Li Junyan and Yan Wuyu to the back of the line.

Tang Yuan said cheerfully: "It seems that everyone gets along well."

Ye Changjian said with a smile: "Sir, I haven't seen you for a few days, you look good, and it seems to be a bit more mellow!"

Several cultivation disciples of the Tang Sect flung knives at him again, but they were all stopped by Tang Jiangli who walked to Ye Changjian's side.

Tang Yuandao: "Hehe, today is the test of the first-level thunder control technique. If you can control the spiritual energy to release lightning and split the small sand dune in front of you, you will pass. Those who pass will go to the Bright Moon Canyon to find their magic weapon materials."

Several disciples were eager to try it. When they heard about the Bright Moon Canyon, their faces were both excited and frightened.

Yan Wuyu's face was still innocent and well-behaved, the eager light in Li Junyan's eyes blinded Ye Changjian's.

Ye Changjian lowered his head to Yan Wuyu's ear, and whispered, "Lu Yao, I'll help you later."

Yan Wuyu said: "Do you want me to help you cheat?"

Ye Changjian looked at him with a look on your face that you are so smart.

Yunshuizhiyao's spells control immortal energy and spiritual energy, while Fengling Yedu's spells control magical energy and resentment energy.

The latter is powerful, but if you don't pay attention, it is easy to be backlashed, so everyone in the world sneers at such demons and heretics.

Gu Nianqing's own spiritual power is low and she cannot form alchemy, so she has no way to manipulate the spirit of the fairy and use it for her.

"I'll blow the leaves for you."

Yan Wuyu winked at him, "Leave it on me!"

The two reached a consensus, and stood quietly at the back of the team, watching the disciples in front go up and perform the Thunder Control Technique one by one.

Beside Tang Yuan stood a table with no visible material, and a sand dune stood on the table.

Li Junyan walked up, his legs shoulder-length apart, with a solemn expression, and he stretched out his hand to make a handprint, "Lei Zhenzi borrow the law, hurry up!"

He stretched out two fingers, aiming at the sand dunes, and a blue electric light burst out from his fingertips, shooting towards the sand dunes on the table.

With a "touch", the sand dunes scattered all over the place.

"Li Junyan, pass. The next one is Yan Wuyu."