Everyone thinks that he is a genius

Su Yu found that he had a small courtyard in Minghua's sea of ​​consciousness.

eh?

He is no longer a shadow of Heibuliuqiu.

Black hair, black clothes, treacherous red lines, red eyes.

Su Yu stood by the pond, leaning over to look at his reflection——still so fox, raccoon, and spirit.Tried to throw a wink...

Couldn't help shivering.

Just looking at yourself makes your bones crumble, okay?

If this face grows on Minghua's body... Forget it, he dare not imagine this scene.

Cover your face.

"Huh?" With a move in his heart, Su Yu looked up and looked outside.

The wind and snow outside the courtyard suddenly stopped.

Has Ming Hua entered meditation again?Su Yu stood up, walked to the bamboo fence, and tried to open the door.

As usual, he couldn't push it away.

A small bamboo door, inside and outside the door are two worlds.

Outside the door is the winter when the snow does not melt all the year round, and inside the door is the midsummer full of green bamboos.

But no one can push the door open.

time to go.

Holding on to the bamboo door, Bai Zhong's hand with a little bit of black and blue was gradually engulfed by the climbing black mist.

The bamboo leaves in the courtyard fell, and there was no one below.

When Su Yu woke up, Minghua was in meditation on the couch.

Hula stood up, Su Yu stood on the couch kicking his legs and stretching his waist, oops, I really don't understand their Taoist priests, wouldn't it be good to lie down and sleep if you want to enter meditation?Aren't you afraid that the blood will not circulate if you make it like that?

Fortunately, he gave Minghua a loose body, tsk tsk.

Jumping off the couch, Su Yu hummed a ditty and walked to the window: "⊙▽⊙Hi, Xiaobai."

White Lotus didn't answer.

Su Yu thought it over, and he was going to put Xuanyin together.

He didn't know what went wrong this time, he always felt that Xuanyin didn't match his image in the novel, to be more precise, he was more sinister; in the original text, Minghua treated his apprentices fairly well, But it's not like now, almost holding people in the palm of your hand.

Hmph, it's not easy to start with Minghua, so let the people around Minghua focus on Xuanyin.

Su Yu praised his wit.

Besides, Ye Kongqing's stomach is full of black water at first glance, if he is allowed to recognize Xuanyin's true face, Su Yu feels that Ye Kongqing should have a thousand ways to make Xuanyin unable to get along.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you are going to suffer, don't blame me, it's for your master's good." Putting his hands together, he bowed to the snow lotus, Su Yu put his hands on the flower pot, and activated his spiritual power.

Inside the flower pot, under the dark soil, some of the roots of the snow lotus were suddenly densely covered with tiny ice crystals.

But outside, there is no abnormality at all, the white lotus still exudes a cold fragrance.

After finishing all this, Su Yu nodded in satisfaction, returned to the couch, put himself in the same posture as when he woke up, and closed his eyes.

the next day.

The mountain where Ye Kongqing is located is exactly the opposite of Minghua's.

Warm as spring, exotic flowers and plants.

When Ming Hua came to find Ye Kongqing, Ye Kongqing was tending to his orchids.

Ye Kongqing's hands have slender joints, white and soft, round nails, and a little pink fingertips. They are maintained like a mortal nobleman, but they can stir up the line between life and death. Whether it is life or death, look at these hands The choice is live or dead.

A sword cultivator can hold a sword hilt and kill ten thousand people, but Ye Kongqing only needs nine silver needles.

Now these hands are putting a young orchid seedling into the soil, and the ten fingers are covered with soil.

"Yunyu, thank you, you have a heart."

"As long as Kong Qing likes it."

Next to the light blue figure under the flower stand, there is a touch of purple.

Minghua stood at the corner, taking all this into his eyes.

Seeing Ye Kongqing carefully use the wood spirit to help the orchid seedlings in the pot to stretch their branches and leaves, the purple figure shook his head and chuckled: "Oh, Kongqing, if you have a Taoist companion, I'm afraid your Taoist companion will not be happy for these orchids. Jealous."

His laughter is clear and clear, and people can't help but smile along with them, forgetting their worries for a while.

Ming Hua recognized that he was Ye Kongqing's close friend, named Wen Yunyu, who lived up to his name, talented and elegant, upright and upright, what was even more valuable was that he was a casual cultivator with advanced cultivation.

Ye Kongqing and Wen Yunyu got acquainted because of a scroll of beauties.That was 300 years ago, Ye Kongqing passed by Haishi when he was traveling, and by chance, he and Wen Yunyu fell in love with the same scroll of beauty paintings.

The two refused to give in to each other at first, and under the verbal battle, they suddenly smiled and drew each other as confidants.

After traveling together for a hundred years, Ye Kongqing suddenly received an urgent letter from Qing Yunzong, so he had to bid farewell in a hurry, and then became the peak master, so he had no chance to be young and frivolous again.

Wen Yunyu continued to travel alone, but she became interested in all kinds of calligraphy, paintings and orchids, and often brought them to see Ye Kongqing.

When I met Wen Yunyu for the first time, Minghua was just a five-year-old child at that time, because he lost his memory, he was uneasy about the whole world. Ye Kongqing and his senior brothers were helpless. , Wen Yunyu smiled at Xiao Minghua, handed over a bunch of candied haws, and smiled: "Try this."

That night, Wen Yunyu told Minghua a lot about things other than Qingyun Sect. In Wen Yunyu's witty remarks, the outside world was colorful and colorful, which successfully aroused little Minghua's curiosity.

In Wen Yunyu's voice, Xiao Minghua fell asleep peacefully for the first time.

For Minghua, although Wen Yunyu is not from Qingyunzong, he has long regarded him as a family member.

"Minghua?" Wen Yunyu realized that Minghua was standing there, turned around, and showed the same smile as Minghua remembered, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Minghua still nodded slightly indifferently.

Wen Yunyu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed again: "Oh, long time no see, Minghua really turned into an iceberg just like what Kong Qing said."

Ye Kongqing also turned around, smiling slightly.

Minghua, who was being ridiculed, was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"...this snow lotus." Noticing that the edges of the petals of the snow lotus in Ming Hua's hand were withered, Ye Kongqing suppressed her smile, approached Ming Hua, took the snow lotus from his hand, and looked at it carefully, "How could this happen. "

Snow lotus is of great significance to Minghua, so Minghua has been taking good care of it, and Ye Kongqing also knows this, so it feels a little strange.

"I don't know, it happened all of a sudden." Ming Hua was a little at a loss, and after he finished speaking, his lips formed a straight line.

Like a kid who did something wrong.

Ye Kongqing: "Then put this snow lotus with me first, and let me see what's wrong."

Ming Hua: "Okay. How long will Mr. Wen be here?"

Wen Yunyu: "Kongqing, the orchid should be enough for half a month's rent, right?"

Ye Kongqing couldn't help laughing and said, "Of course it's enough, you can stay for half a year."

Seeing the two joking with each other, Minghua's eyes gradually softened: "Brother, Mr. Wen, Minghua has something to do, so just go ahead."

Two jaws.

Wen Yunyu looked at Minghua's back, and asked, "Is Xiao Minghua busy recently?"

Ye Kongqing sighed helplessly: "It should be because of his little apprentice that he is in such a hurry."

"Oh? Ming Hua has an apprentice?"

"Yes, it's just this person..."

Ye Kongqing didn't say the rest, frowned, and shook his head at Wen Yunyu.

Xuan Yin was wearing a coarse cloth bunt, holding a wooden sword, standing on the training ground, flipping through the sword manual.

There is an enchantment above the martial arts field, which blocks the fine snowflakes outside and the cold wind like a knife. Xuanyin is standing below, and the sun shines on his small body through the enchantment, dragging a long shadow .

Because of his previous life, he has long been familiar with sword manuals, but Xuanyin doesn't want to show Minghua his "talent". On the contrary, he has to "learn swords" like a real child who has never touched a sword.

What should not be done, and when should be depressed, must be grasped, otherwise, it will not be pretending.

"Xuan Yin." The breath of ice and snow suddenly came from behind, and Xuan Yin heard the longing voice sounding from behind.

"Master."

Su Yu silently changed his posture in the sea of ​​consciousness.

What Minghua sees is what he sees, but it is only limited to the field of vision, and he can't feel anything with the other five senses.

He didn't want to know anyway, because it was all so annoying.Ming Hua cared a lot about his little apprentice, and taught him hand in hand. The hand that had been holding Feng Shuangjian before was now holding Xuan Yin's little hand, and this was just to let Xuan Yin feel the so-called sword power.

The two of them were so close together that Su Yu could even see the hair twirling on Xuanyin's head.

Alas, I am still alone, no one loves me.

The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and when he thought that Minghua didn't know that he existed, he became even more angry. Su Yu simply went back to his small courtyard and went to sleep.

Out of sight out of mind.

Humph.