Daoist, he doesn't understand love

At this time, Ti Ye looked about fifteen or sixteen years old at most, with thin hands and feet, yellow complexion, wearing a tattered short jacket, stepping on a pair of flip-flops, all ten toes were exposed, messy hair, and a face. It was also dirty, and it was covered with large and small bruises here and there, showing that it had suffered a lot.

Ling Weiyun did not expect that the young Ti Ye would be so miserable.

It was completely different from the arrogant and arrogant look in his impression.

Ling Weiyun watched the boy Ti Ye walk in front of him, then passed him without looking sideways, and continued to walk forward.

Ling Weiyun froze for a moment before realizing that the other party couldn't see him.

Immediately, he realized, did he accidentally break into Ti Ye's dream or illusion?

He and Ti Ye were still in the Wonderful Sound Pond, and he broke into Ti Ye's sea of ​​consciousness, so it is not impossible for him to be dragged into Ti Ye's illusion.

Ling Weiyun thought about it, looked up, and saw that Ti Ye had already walked forward for a long distance, after a little thought, he followed up.

Since it is Ti Ye's illusion, it is always right to follow him first.

Ling Weiyun followed Ti Ye, and when he saw Ti Ye walking for a while, he knelt down and kowtowed. He walked and knelt like this, and walked halfway up the mountain, in front of a huge stone archway.

Ling Weiyun looked up, and saw that the archway was towering soaring to the sky, reaching straight into the sky. The archway was built from a whole piece of bluestone, and there were three large characters written in the middle: Dao Yizong.

Looking at these three words, Ling Weiyun suddenly had a vague feeling that they were very similar.

The archway cut off the mountain path, and Ti Ye didn't go up any further, but knelt in front of the archway, with her back straight and her posture correct, and she just remained motionless.

I don't know how long it took, a few teenagers in Taoist robes came down from the mountain, each carrying a broom, ran all the way down, and even used the broom to dismantle each other's moves.

The young man has a lively temperament, fighting all the way, and there is another voice:

"Hey, he was fined by the teacher in charge to sweep the mountain gate again. He is also too stingy. Didn't he just roll his eyes at him because he didn't want to listen to his babbling in the morning class? He would take the opportunity to teach him a lesson."

"It's not like you don't know how small-minded the head teacher is. I've been sweeping the mountain gate for almost a month."

"Hahaha who told you to put laxatives in his breakfast, I heard he ran away to the latrine all day."

"Who told him to hold a chicken feather as an arrow, the senior brother went down the mountain to perform the task, and the master retreated again, and he pretended to be the king with a monkey, showing off his power all day long, I was almost bored to death."

"That's right, I'm starting to miss Elder Brother. Although Elder Brother disdains to be with trash like me, he never troubles trash like me."

"Woo, to be honest, I even started to miss being looked down upon by the elder brother, and the chilly feeling..."

"When will the elder brother come back? I can hardly bear it..."

The voice stopped abruptly when they saw a kneeling person outside the mountain gate. Several teenagers jumped down the stone steps and stood in front of the archway. One of them held a broom, pointed at Ti Ye, and said, "It's you again, you Why are you here again?"

Ti Ye knelt up straight, didn't look at them, and said with a stubborn expression on his dirty face, "I'm here to apprentice."

The young man snorted, and said contemptuously and impatiently: "What kind of teacher do you worship, where is there a teacher for you to worship, and you don't even look at yourself. Are we saying that this is a place for beggars?"

As he said that, he picked up the broom and began to drive people away: "Go, go, go, don't leave here to block the way."

Ti Ye was pushed and shoved, but she didn't get up.

He stared at each other with a pair of eyes, fierce and cruel, like a small animal: "I don't ask you to be my master, why do you drive me away?"

The young man said angrily: "What kind of eyes do you have? I am a disciple of the first school of Taoism who has worshiped the master seriously. What are you? Know?"

Hearing this, Ti Ye glared at him even more viciously, with hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to bite him.

The frivolous young man couldn't bear such a provocation, so he raised his broom in anger to beat someone.

If things go on like this, Ti Ye might suffer a loss, Ling Weiyun frowned and wanted to help.

When he was about to make a move, he remembered that he was in Ti Ye's illusion now, and if he made a hasty move, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

And these things, I'm afraid they have already happened, and it doesn't make much sense if he doesn't make a move.

So I can stop, let's wait and see what happens.

Just when the boy was holding the broom and was about to stretch Ti Ye's back, the broom suddenly slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The boy was startled, and turned his head around: "Who is it! Who is making trouble!?"

"it's me."

A cool voice came from above the group of people, and following the words, a white shadow floated down from the sky where the tree shadows overlapped, like a cloud, lightly falling on the ground.

The young man who was still arrogant just now saw this person, his face immediately changed, he became very respectful, and shouted: "Eldest brother!"

Several other teenagers also shouted in unison: "Brother, you are back!"

When Ling Weiyun saw the person coming, he felt shocked, and his pupils dilated for a moment: this person... looks exactly like him.

Although he is slightly younger than him, and he does not look like he has silver hair, but it is indeed what he looks like.

Ling Weiyun thought suddenly, and suddenly realized that this group of teenagers called this man a senior brother, and Ti Ye also said that when they were in the human world, the two of them were brothers.

Ti Ye also called his elder brother, but Ti Ye has never been very serious. Ling Weiyun once doubted whether Ti Ye just said something casually to deceive him.

Unexpectedly, it was true.

Then this sect, presumably it was the sect he had been in when he was in the human world.

Ling Weiyun at one end was still feeling ups and downs, while "Ling Weiyun" at the other end was dressed in white, with a calm expression and an inhuman indifference, looking at the young man: "Chou Huan, what were you doing just now?"

The boy named Chou Huan froze, faltering and saying: "No, it's nothing..."

Ling Weiyun looked at him, there was clearly no emotion in his eyes, but cold sweat gradually broke out on the forehead of the person being watched.

After an unknown amount of time, when Chou Huan's legs began to soften, Ling Weiyun finally spoke, saying, "Disciples of the Mortal Dao sect must not take the initiative to attack those who are incompetent. Go back and receive punishment from the head teacher."

Chou Huan's face collapsed, but seeing the senior brother's face, he didn't dare to say a word, he just gave Ti Ye a hard look, and said unwillingly: "Senior senior brother, this person doesn't know what is good or bad, and he threatened to come here to learn from him. It’s been a month without a break, and I can’t bear to wait.”

Ling Weiyun paused, then remembered that there were others here, and looked in the direction of Ti Ye.

The boy was standing not far away, his body was tattered, but his face was stubborn and twisted, and he was a bit fierce, staring at him with a pair of beast-like eyes.

Ling Weiyun said: "Do you want to be a teacher?"

Ti Ye nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

Staring at Ling Weiyun again, he suddenly asked: "You look very powerful too, can I beg you?"

This question was asked abruptly, and Chou Huan's eyes widened, looking like he was about to get angry again.

Ling Weiyun raised his hand, stopped Qiu Huan, and said coldly to the young man, "I don't accept disciples."

Ti Ye curled his lips and snorted coldly, with an expected expression.He has known for a long time that these cultivators are also following the trend, and they don't want money or power, and they are no different from those people at the foot of the mountain.

But I heard the other party continue: "The sect will hold a special disciple selection competition next month, and you can come then."

The young man was stunned.

After Ling Weiyun finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the mountain gate without another word.

When he got to the bottom of the archway, he stopped again and turned around, Ti Ye immediately opened his eyes fiercely and looked at him vigilantly.

Ling Weiyun's eyes drooped, Ti Ye followed his gaze, lowered his head, and saw his own feet.

The straw sandals are not durable, the soles have been worn out long ago, and ten toes are exposed. When stumbling on the mountain, most of them are broken. nausea.

Just now, being ridiculed by that sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man one after another, Ti Ye didn't feel anything, just angry, and wanted to bite his neck with his teeth, but when the person in front of him also frowned slightly, for some reason, Ti Ye suddenly felt He felt a very uncomfortable feeling, he tensed his body stiffly, but his feet retracted unconsciously, trying to retract the exposed toes into the shoes, so that the other party could not see them.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ti Ye saw that the tattered straw sandals on her feet had turned into a pair of clean hemp shoes, with thick feet and a thick sole.

Ling Weiyun's voice sounded without any waves, and said: "It will be easier to walk down the mountain if you wear this."

Ti Ye suddenly raised her head, but Ling Weiyun had already turned around, dressed in white, and slowly disappeared into the mountain gate.

Ti Ye stood in the same place, looking at Ling Weiyun's immediate direction, until he could no longer see the figure of the other party, still a little dazed.

After a while, the boy bent down and touched his new shoes, as if he cherished them very much.

Then he went down the mountain, humming a messy tune with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, which was lighter than when he came.

Ling Weiyun followed beside him, watching all this, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

I feel that Ti Ye is a bit pitiful at this time, and I also feel that such a simple and lovely Ti Ye is rare.

All the way down the mountain with Ti Ye, Ti Ye lived in a ruined temple at the foot of the mountain.

No one has worshiped here for a long time, and the four wall panels have been removed. It can be said that the four sides are ventilated and bright. Ti Ye sleeps under the altar table, and puts two tattered futons on the ground, which can be used as a bed. A statue with a broken arm and leg can barely block the wind.

At night, Ti Ye crawled under the altar and prepared to sleep. He kept the pair of cloth shoes well and put them carefully next to the statue. Went to the river to wash.

Ling Weiyun squatted beside the altar, and saw Ti Ye curled up on the futon, as if he had fallen asleep.

It was windy at night, behind the temple was a forest, and the branches were shaken by the wind, rustling.

The boy slept soundly, and he didn't seem to be aware of the noise, but when the wind blew into the temple, he unconsciously curled himself up a little tighter.

Ling Weiyun sighed and waved his hand.

The wind calmed down, and the shaking of the branches stopped.

The boy fell asleep without knowing it.