fell into a pit book

Without waiting for Shang Qingchen to recall it, Leng Qingjue said, "Go back to the mountain."

"Now?"

"Now."

Shang Qingchen glanced at the oversized clothes on Xiao Qianhua's body, and said: "Senior sister, don't wait any longer, Ganhua's clothes don't fit, I'll go and make some for him."

Leng Qingjue was unmoved, "Go back and do it, the same."

"But the clothes of our chief disciple of Wanhua are that kind. Here, look at your disciple, isn't that the only color in his body?"

Leng Qingjue didn't really go to see Hang Hehuan, but just lowered his eyelids slightly.It took a while before he opened his mouth and said, "At the latest, at noon today."

Shang Qing and Chen happily said: "Cheng, you must be back before noon! Gan Hua, let's go..."

"Yes, Master."

The master and apprentice who were still fresh happily went out to cultivate the relationship between master and apprentice, but they left them in the lobby of the inn to care for each other silently.Leng Qingjue closed his eyes and rested his mind, but Hang Hehuan was thinking about what happened yesterday.

Rubbing the rim of the cup with her fingers, she thought for a long time, and was about to choose a way to tell Leng Qingjue: "Master, is the lady under the bridge a spirit ghost?"

Leng Qingjue still closed his eyes, "What?"

"I... I met a... last night..."

"The lady under the bridge?"

"Yes."

Leng Qingjue opened his eyes, "What did you do?"

"Well... it didn't do anything to me, it just floated outside my window watching me and not allowing me to go out."

Hang Hehuan felt that she was able to automatically complete Leng Qingjue's words now, and it was accurate, which is gratifying.

"You talked to it."

That's for sure.

Hang Hehuan didn't dare to hide it, "Well, I said two or three sentences."

Leng Qingjue turned her head to look at her, "The bridge girl is a spirit ghost, and she can live on people's word, you helped her live."

Hang Hehuan blinked, "Master, but did I do something wrong?"

But he said in his heart: "Is it clear that I brought the lady under the bridge back to life... But you can't blame me, who knew there was such a thing in the book, it was never mentioned in the original text!"

Leng Qingjue shook his head lightly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Hang Hehuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Leng Qingjue continued, "It's my fault that I failed to protect you."

"No, no, it's not Master's fault! Uncle Shang said you went to work, I know, Master is not to blame."

Leng Qingjue turned back, closed his eyes again, and after a long time, said: "You are also my business."

Hang Hehuan heard his face and lowered his face, covering his face red, and said in his heart, "Who said that the deserted and clearing would not speak, I would kill him!

After this interruption, Hang Hehuan forgot the most important sentence and blushed.The master and the apprentice just sat quietly in the lobby of the inn. Fortunately, Shang Qingchen still remembered to come back before noon.

"Senior sister, little nephew! We are back."

Hang Hehuan turned his eyes to look over, Xiao Qianhua had newly changed into a well-fitting dress, the color of water green, against Xiao Qianhua's already fair skin, it was even more lovely and translucent like jade.

Shang Qing proudly said, "Is it pretty?"

"Well, it looks good, my little junior brother is so cute!"

"That's natural, and I don't want to see whose apprentice this is."

Shang Qingchen's fan almost blows out flowers.

Leng Qingjue stood up indifferently, and said, "Is it over?"

"It's over, it's all over."

"Then go back to the mountain."

Shang Qingchen put away the fan and asked in surprise, "Go back now?"

"Ah."

"But we haven't had lunch yet..."

"Come back and use it again."

Shang Qingchen winked at Hang Hehuan, "Little Martial Nephew, are you hungry now? It's already noon, do you want to eat before leaving, eh?"

Hang Hehuan got up and stood behind Leng Qingjue, "I listen to Master."

Shang Qing and Chen Moya, what a pair of master and apprentice!

Although Leng Qingjue is not eloquent, the decisions he makes are rarely retracted.So Shang Qingchen still couldn't bring Xiao Qianhua to lunch, so he could only obediently follow Leng Qingjue back to Wanhua Mountain Gate.Fortunately, I bought pastries at the market, so I'm not afraid that Xiao Qianhua will be hungry.

Shang Qingchen chased after Leng Qingjue, and said: "Senior sister, I also bought a set of clothes for my nephew. It's bright red, my nephew must look beautiful in it!"

Leng Qingjue paused, and said, "Bring it."

Shang Qing was startled, "What?"

"clothing."

"Hahaha, is the senior sister going to take care of the little nephew?"

Jokes are jokes, things still have to be given.Before Hang Hehuan saw what kind of clothes it was, Leng Qingjue put the things into his sleeves.

Come fast, come back even faster.

Leng Qingjue didn't go back to Wanji Mountain first, but directly took Hang Hehuan to Qiongshou Mountain, where the head of Wanhua Mountain Sect was located.As the head of a sect, just looking at it from a distance makes the head feel majestic and imposing.Clouds and mists piled up on the mountainside, covering most of the mountain.And among all the mountains where all the flowers have a master, only the dome head has no wind bridge.Therefore, Qiongshou Mountain has never been easy for ordinary disciples to enter, not to mention the large formation barrier that protects the mountain, that is, only the elders and others can enter and exit without any danger.

Hang Hehuan thought to himself, as the head of a faction, Sheng Maojing should be the same as what was written in the book...

The four of them landed on the top of the mountain, Hang Hehuan only looked up and saw the thatched cottage not far away, and a middle-aged uncle in patched cloth clothes running towards them, without any sense of immortality .

The uncle shouted happily: "Junior sister, junior brother, you are here!"

Leng Qingjue and Monk Qing Chen Jie cupped their hands, "Master."

Hang Hehuan took another look at the broken thatched hut, then turned back to look at Xiao Qianhua, and said in his heart: "The Xiao Qianhua in the original book just couldn't stand it, so he rebelled and got rid of the head of Wanhua Mountain Sect? Right?!"

"It's no wonder that we had to build a wind bridge! Outsiders can't easily come in! It's okay if someone sees the ghostly look of the sect leader?? No one will come to Wanhua Mountain Gate at all, right?!"

Shang Qingchen turned his head and gave her a "get used to it" look, Hang Hehuan refused - it is absolutely impossible to get used to it, okay? ! !

Please tell her why the solemn and solemn Sheng Maojing, the owner of Qiongshou Mountain, and the backbone of Wanhua Mountain Gate are such a middle-aged uncle in the original text? ?

No matter how much Hang Hehuan resists in his heart, the fact in front of him still cannot be changed.

Sheng Maojing finally ran up to them, looked at Hang Hehuan, then at Xiao Qianhua, and said, "Are these two children your first disciples? They're so pretty!"

Shang Qingchen shook his fan and smiled, "Brother Sect Leader is over the top, but Gan Hua is really pretty."

"Ganhua? Is that your disciple's name?"

"Exactly."

Sheng Maojing nodded, "The one from the Xiao family, right? Yes, he is a good seedling, and he might inherit Wanhua in the future."

Hearing this, Hang Hehuan was shocked and said: "Fuck?!! Is it really okay for you to be like this, head? Are you encouraging the protagonist to rebel??"

According to the unique rules of Wanhua Mountain Sect, the head of the sect does not accept the first disciple, but only the first disciple can take the position of head of Wanhua Mountain Sect.

Shang Qingchen didn't take it seriously, after all it's been a long time, he pulled Xiao Qianhua and said: "Ganhua, quickly thank the head, the head praises you."

Xiao Qianhua lowered his waist slightly, "Thank you, Sect Leader."

"It's easy to say," after commenting on Shang Qingchen, Sheng Maojing's gaze turned to Hang Hehuan again, "Qingjue, is this the one you brought back from Liangyu?"

"Yes."

"It's been a year, and this is the first time I've seen you. What's your name?"

Hang Hehuan complained in his heart, but his face was still respectful, "Return to the master, disciple Hang Hehuan."

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