no one knows better than me

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed at one sentence, she looked there for a long time, then turned her head and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with your family? Are you allowed to play mahjong at the annual banquet?"

Mei Hualan seemed to have paused for a moment, then looked back and nodded: "Those are students from the outer sect, they will be more lenient on weekdays, there are no strict rules."

Zhuang Qingliu soon understood that the Mei family had been empty outside and inside in recent years, so they became more and more lenient towards the recruited disciples, so that more monks would come to the Mei family for activities and to strengthen their strength.If the rules for these people were as strict as those for the disciples of the same family, there would be much fewer people who could be caged.

Walking down the Qionghua Terrace, Zhuang Qingliu asked Mei Hualan casually: "I heard that every year at the beginning of the new year, all of your families will gather together in turn to celebrate the prosperity of the world. The Immortal Mansion is holding a New Year banquet, which one is it this year?"

Mei Hualan said: "Changgeng Immortal Mansion. What's wrong?"

"Not so much." Zhuang Qingliu suddenly blinked and pulled her to disappear on the spot, and appeared in the vast territory of Changgeng Immortal Mansion in an instant, saying, "We also come to join in the fun."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

She turned her head and looked at the festive lanterns on the surrounding streets for a long time, before she couldn't explain Zhuang Qingliu's way of leaving without saying a word: "I also simmered chicken soup on the small casserole in the kitchen, and the charcoal stove Baked sweet potatoes."

Zhuang Qingliu said "ah" indifferently, with a flash of light in the palm of his hand, and said, "Then it can only be cheaper for Lan Lan." After going in and squeezing for a long time, I happily bought two masks and put them on my face respectively, and pulled her to dance the unrestrained Nuo dance.

"..."

The Xianmen annual banquet has always been set on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, so people from all families in Xianmen began to rush to Changgeng Immortal Mansion for five days, and the young master Zhuang was scurrying on the street like a wild donkey. Played it all over.

On the night of the New Year's banquet, the Taxian Peak in the Changgeng Immortal Mansion was filled with flowing water wine tables, from top to bottom, showing a beautiful long strip like a waterfall.After Zhuang Qingliu waited for the food and wine to be served, she took Mei Hualan and sat quietly in the dark next to her, and suddenly she hooked her fingers slightly. She deceived the poor suzerain at the last table of the banquet, and secretly replaced the unactivated car in front of him with a pile of grass and leaves. After that, they stole the whole table of food and wine and set up a banquet with Mei Hualan on the top of the tree.

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

This guy is really outrageous sometimes.

But what's even more outrageous is that after Zhuang Qingliu tasted it pickily, he also posted a negative comment after eating that the wine was not as good as Lanjia's orchid brew, and the dishes were not as good as Pei's banquet.Then he took her to jump up and went to the room without a trace in the night, lighting a bunch of treetops and branches, and said with emotion: "The weather is too cold, I want a furry bleat Warm your hands."

They are currently on the top of the largest meeting hall in Chang Gung Immortal Mansion, and there is a thick layer of white snow on the top, and under the snow, there are hundreds of suzerains who have finished the annual banquet and are going to hold a meeting as usual.

Plum blossom circle: "?"

Zhuang Qingliu was completely out of line, as if he really liked her baa baa from the bottom of his heart, so he would tease her whenever he had the chance, without getting tired of it at all.

Zhuang Qingliu was now leisurely and deftly uncovering the tiles, and suddenly smiled and raised his eyes, a cluster of spiritual light flashed from his fingertips, which directly turned the plum blossom rail into a soft and white fluffy lamb.

"???!"

Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand to fish it out, and held the lamb in his arms and touched his little head twice with satisfaction. His eyes were really black and bright, like big grapes.

Mei Hualan: "Baa? Baabaa!" What's going on? ?How could it still be like this? !

Zhuang Qingliu laughed so happily that she couldn't help kissing her obediently on the head, and whispered: "As long as the cultivation level is high, of course, you haven't seen the young master lighten the spirit."

Mei Hualan's face seemed to be split open: "Baa baa..."

"Hahahahahaha. I'll bleat later, and the people below will find out later." Zhuang Qingliu hugged her in his arms and scratched her chin, then looked at the people below.

These days, the attitudes and postures of those people from Xianmen Baijia are actually very unnatural, Zhuang Qingliu only explored a little carefully.I know that after the Zhenshan monk broke the barrier of Gumengchao a few years ago, he probably felt that Deng Linyu could not eat this long-coveted fairy island with his own strength, so from then on, He began to secretly contact the Baijia of Xianmen to test and lobby their attitudes.

When the moon is full, it will lose money, and when it is full, it will overflow.For the other four leading families of Xianmen, their attitude is that they have no attitude, that is, first of all, they will not show their faces, and first, they will not let others find out the details, and second, they will not talk to death.

As for other sects with good and bad development, attitudes are more varied.It is also conceivable to think about it, and it will definitely not be in the same pot for the time being, and there will inevitably be fierce debates.

Sure enough, after a little awkward encounter in the cold, Yu Chenyue said in a deep voice: "Everyone is like a mirror in your heart. According to the number of monks who can form spirit pills in the past two years and those who die every year due to insufficient cultivation, within 20 years, I will The Immortal Sect is about to perish, and as the masters of a sect, do you have nothing in your heart?"

Immediately someone disagreed and said: "I don't know what happened to the last fairy gate. Since 500 years ago, our current fairy gate has continued in this way. Of course, there are trends that can be expected from what Sect Master Yu said, but As the saying goes, a hundred thousand soldiers is not as good as a star general. The disciples that our families have sent to Gu Mengchao to study in recent years have grown up to be gratifying, and their cultivation bases have opened up the appearance of forcing their ancestors. Give them another two years, and it is enough to deal with the evil spirits of today's world And so Meng Tide is still mysterious and unfathomable, why do we bother to make trouble at this time, once we take the initiative to stir up trouble, not to mention the death of Xianmen in 20 years, how many people will we die immediately? How much price will we pay?"

One person said: "Lan Zong advocates paying the price of keeping his mouth shut, which is short-sighted. Compared with living and dying, this great cause is a great achievement for future generations. What's more, everyone knows that boiling frogs in warm water can be tolerated if they are kept in the current situation." He was gasping for breath, and at the end when he suddenly realized that the general situation was over, he couldn't move when he wanted to jump! Anyway, I agree with Sect Master Yu's disgusting plan!"

There was a slight commotion and discussion in the venue. At this time, Yu Chenyue glanced around the hall and said: "Everyone, you all feel that you have kind hearts, and the other party does the same? Look at the one who has been over the head of the Immortal Mansion in the past year. Flying island—what is a flying island? It hangs high and moves with you, and you can see everything from above. Isn’t this Zhuang Qingliu’s blatant surveillance of you? If it goes on for a long time, your details will be completely destroyed. Find out, will she still be such a kind and talkative face?"

The plum blossom railing that had turned into a sheep seemed to move violently at this moment, but Zhuang Qingliu casually grabbed her little claw and wrapped it in the palm of his hand, and said, "—shh."

Sure enough, Plum Blossom Night at the bottom suddenly laughed and said, "The flying island is only in the sky above the fairy mansions of our families, and all of them live in the disciples of my family who have been to Gu Mengchao to study. You all know that this flying island The aura is abundant and compelling, it is designed to let these disciples continue to cultivate diligently, and the success of their studies is also for their own use. And even if our details are being spied on, what is Sect Master Yu anxious about first?"

Yu Chenyue scolded angrily: "If you are in disaster, how can my Deng Linyu family be alone!"

At this time, Sect Master Lan sat upright with his expression unchanged and said: "Then according to what Sect Master Yu said, among the hundreds of families of our immortal sect, we often send students to his house to study each other on weekdays. Isn't it also suspected of spying on the details like this?"

"Rotten wood can't be enlightened!" Yu Chenyue finally got so angry that he left the hall in a huff!

The suzerains of more than 130 families looked at each other, and a small part of them got up and left with Yu Chenyue.

Mei Hualan's eyes suddenly sank deeply, her mouth seemed to move slightly, and she let out a sound: "Baa baa..."

Even though I know that Yu Chenyue is a thief calling for a thief, even though I know that those who speak righteous words with reason and evidence have their own ulterior motives, even though I know that most of those who disagree even now are only because they are afraid of hurting themselves, not because they are sincerely willing to stick to right and wrong—— At this moment, Mei Hualan deeply felt her powerlessness and incompetence in these major matters.

She can't even stand out in the Mei family and decide her own life, let alone influence the entire Xianmen on such an occasion.

And people seem to really grow up when they really realize that they are powerless and incompetent.

At this time, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly flew up with her in his arms, and said: "I have read your history, and the fights in those ancient countries all day long were not because of the land. For my own survival It's not uncommon to have struggles, it's normal. But it's two different things if you can't do it, as long as I'm around, they won't turn the world upside down."

She didn't seem to know where she was going to fly, so after turning around in mid-air, she simply dodged, and went directly back to the Mei family's fairy mansion, bowed her head to coax Mei, who was not obvious, but obviously a little disappointed, and said: " You are still young, you are not even in your twenties now, what is the rush with a bunch of old men who think you are awesome? Let’s take your time, don’t worry, I want to see you grow up bit by bit .”

Mei Hualan lowered her eyes quietly for a moment, and raised her claws, as if she wanted Zhuang Qingliu to transform her back.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed so hard that Hua Die blinked, and directly hugged her and put her on the bed.Like Mei Hualan used to lie on the bed and face the lamb, she tilted her head to the left and said, "Baa baa."

Then he tilted his head to the right: "Baa baa."

Finally kicked happily on the bed.

"..."

From this day on, Mei Panpan resolutely took this matter as the bottom line and put forward "one hundred articles of agreement" to Zhuang Qingliu, so after much deliberation, Young Master Zhuang, who no longer had the fun of the past, had to find another way and find the one hundred and one hapiness.

For example, when Mei Hualan was thinking about her moves and returning home late, she suddenly wore a pumpkin head and hung upside down from the door beam, winking and winking at her.

Or maybe Mei Hualan was reading on the grass, and when she just read "Last night Wu Zhongxue...", Zhuang Qingliu's figure wearing a flowered blanket suddenly swooped down from the sky, flew by her side, and continued the next half sentence The interrupted poem said, "Wu Zhongxue last night, today Yunzhong Junxi came and went, haha."

Then it slid on the flowered blanket on the grass like skating, and flew away happily.

Another example is when Mei Hualan was practicing swords in the courtyard, suddenly a dazzling colorful lotus flower floated in the sky. It was a bright Zhuang Qingliu smiling face.

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

As the days passed, Zhu Heng's eyes towards Zhuang Qingliu became more and more meaningful: "Didn't you notice that you spent more and more time looking for that brat surnamed Mei?"

"Really? Is there? I didn't find it." Zhuang Qingliu caught off guard and stuffed a stinky fish and garlic flavored candy ball into Zhuheng's mouth, and stepped back three feet away with a smile, " What's the matter, Lan Lan? I have less time with you, are you jealous?"

"...Whoa! Whoa!!"

After Zhu Heng's face was livid and retched, he didn't hesitate to hit her in the face with a big ball of fire—bang!

"Hahahahaha." When the flames rose eight feet high, Zhuang Qingliu sneered against the wall and slipped away.It wasn't until he ran back to the house that his smile slowly narrowed, and he passed through a barrier like water ripples, and asked the white-haired fox lying gracefully inside a big trumpet flower, "How is it?"

The white-haired fox raised the curtain lazily and glanced at her, then casually pushed its paws on a thick stack of papers forward, beckoning her to look for herself.

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at the spirit plate held in its arms, and then moved her eyes to the papers that recorded the time—since the enchantment was broken, when she left the closed door for the first time after several years, she Quietly arranged for this fox to help her look at the Ouija disk here.The spirit plate points according to the strength of the spiritual power. As long as Zhuang Huang is on the island, it will always point in the direction of Zhuang Huang; when she is not there, it will point to Zhuang Qingliu; and so on.

So it doesn't need a deep cultivation base, as long as the direction of the spirit plate changes suddenly, you will know when someone left the island suddenly.But Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows silently after reading each paper.

In the previous years, when Zhuang Huang left the island, she took the opportunity to go out secretly.But in recent years, Zhuang Huang would sneak out the moment she left the island with her front foot.

But the most important thing is that in the past few years, Zhuang Huang has been injured so badly that he can't even leave the altar, and can only retreat under the protection of Guiyao.What's more, she is the master of the dream tide, and she originally wanted to leave the island, so she didn't have to hide from anyone.

So what's going on here?

What the hell is she doing.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and after tapping the corners of the paper with his fingertips slowly and rhythmically for a while, he raised his eyes casually, twisted the paper in his hands silently into fine dust, and said to the little fox, "You can Went out to play."

But the white-haired fox gave her a butt as if he was too lazy to respond, then licked his paws, curled his head into his arms, and fell asleep calmly among the big morning glory.

Zhuang Qingliu thought it was cute and reached out to rub it, and then took his own garlic smelly fish flavored candy balls to find Meihualan.

Mei Hualan has worked harder in her cultivation in the past two years, often without sleep for several months, and when she can't bear it anymore, she will fall down and sleep with her sword on the ground for a while.Therefore, there are often injuries all over the body, and blisters on the hands are commonplace.

When Zhuang Qingliu came over, she was sitting by the medicine pond, wrapping her hands in gauze casually, without paying much attention.

After Zhuang Qingliu looked behind the tree for a while, he regretted that he shouldn't have brought this little brat to Changgeng Immortal Mansion to listen to the meeting. Since then, this kid has become less and less of himself.

Seeing her twist her hands into steamed buns and bend over again, Zhuang Qingliu finally walked over from behind, squatting down while chattering clichés, and naturally took out her somewhat swollen feet soaked in the medicine pool, and gave them to her. She put on her shoes.

Mei Hualan's gaze moved slightly, and fell on the face of the person in front of her.

Zhuang Qingliu picked her eyes: "What's the matter? You've grown up now, let me tell you about you, you're not happy, are you?"

Mei Hualan said: "No. It's because you have... what kind of smell?"

Zhuang Qingliu blinked suddenly, then washed his hands casually in the medicine pond, took out his stinky candy ball from his arms, and said, "Why are you like this? Your nose is stronger than a puppy, and I haven't tricked you into eating it yet." Woolen cloth!"

Mei Hualan looked at the sugar ball in her palm, and said delicately, "It's not this, it has other flavors."

"Huh?" Zhuang Qingliu lowered his head and smelled himself from top to bottom, and suddenly said, "No way? Isn't it? I just touched a little fox, can I smell it too?"

Mei Hualan looked into her eyes, and asked vaguely, "That one, vixen?"

Always suck Zhuang Qingliu away.

"..."

Zhuang Qingliu has such a little fox he likes very much, so he often fights for it day and night.But suddenly being called a vixen... always felt a little strange.

So after thinking about it, she roughly corrected it: "It's almost there. It's not perfect."

After Mei Hualan paused for no reason, her tone changed a little, she stood up and said, "Oh."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly followed her curiously, lowered his head and thought, "Why are you still losing your temper with me? Will you be upset if I touch the little fox?"

"..." Mei Hualan said, "I'm not."

Zhuang Qingliu laughed: "It's really fierce."

Mei Hualan stopped in her tracks: "...I didn't."

"Hahaha." Zhuang Qingliu seemed to feel that she was cuter than a fox, rubbing Mei Hualan's head, and said intentionally, "Okay, okay, it has become fine, and I won't touch it casually in the future. Listen to you, I Be good, okay?"

"..."

Mei Hualan completely lost expression.Zhuang Qingliu laughed heartbroken. After returning to the house, he washed a basket of grapes in a good mood, stuffed one into her mouth, and carried the basket to the study familiarly.

As a result, Mei Hualan chased after him inexplicably, and Zhuang Qingliu immediately raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mei Hualan: "Am I the only one in the basket?"

"? Hahaha, okay, okay." Feelings are here to find a place.

Zhuang Qingliu twisted her fingertips on the reclining chair, squeezed out a small silver-edged flower, and popped it out. It turned into a basket from mid-air, divided half of the juicy grapes into it, handed it to Mei Panpan and said: "Here You give it to you, and I will give you half of my things in the future. How about young master Zhuang? Do you like me?"

"..." Mei Hualan glanced at her subtly in her heart, then turned out the door dignifiedly with a small basket on her face without any expression on her face.

The sun was setting, and the large expanse of fiery clouds in the sky were colorful and colorful. Mei Hualan leaned against a big rock and looked up for a while, then moved her sword slightly by mistake, and wrote the word "Zhuang" on the ground with the tip of the sword for no reason.

After she finished writing, she drooped her eyelids and looked at it quietly for a while, then suddenly her eyelids moved, and she wiped it off quickly.

In the huge and empty bamboo forest, there was a sharp rustling sound of sword practice.

Until the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the stars are shining.Mei Hualan just jumped off the cold spring, sank straight to the bottom, closed her eyes and soaked for a long time until the top of her head was submerged, and then crawled out wet, wrapped her clothes casually, wiped her hair and walked back.

Unlike the past where she went back as early as possible with a purpose, she walked very slowly along the way today, raising her head and counting the passing stars in her heart, but the brightest one was always the enlightening star in the east, dazzling and shining eye, cannot be ignored.

The night was as cool as water, and her long hair, which was casually draped, was gradually blown dry, blown loose and dancing by the night wind, and from time to time, it curled up in front of her eyes and covered her face.After Mei Hualan turned around the flowers, she raised her two steamed buns and went around behind while walking.

At this time, a voice hung from above his head: "If you don't look in the mirror, can you see yourself?"

Mei Hualan looked up...and saw a big moth hanging upside down and falling down again.

Zhuang Qingliu, who was planning to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, raised her hand and snatched the black hairband from Mei Hualan's hand involuntarily, and said with some disgust, "This is made of burlap, like a village girl."

As he spoke, he fished out a silver silk headband from nowhere, passed his hands directly by Mei Hualan's ears, and gently pulled her hair out of the collar. It was neatly wrapped around the bend.

Finally, she patted her on the head: "Okay. The lamps and candles in the study are all lit, they are very bright, but you should read less and go to bed early. Otherwise, I always feel that my words are getting worse and worse! "

Mei Hualan felt her embrace approaching and retreating, raised her eyes and asked, "Are you going back today?"

However, Zhuang Qingliu shook her finger at her, and said seriously: "It's something secret that your Mei family has been doing for a long time. I have found some clues. I will go and see for myself, and I will tell you when I come back."

As soon as she finished speaking, she wrapped herself in a flowery blanket and flew away.

"..."

For so long, this man's love for floral blankets has been unwavering.

In the next few days, Mei Hualan slowed down her practice a little, and her hands gradually recovered.Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be very strict about the investigation and didn't show up for several days.

Ten days later, in the middle of the night, this person suddenly appeared in the house unexpectedly.Mei Hualan, who was bending over to draw at the table, suddenly raised her eyes, and her hand holding the pen paused.

Zhuang Qingliu took a big sip of scented tea with the teapot in his arms, then strolled to the side and asked curiously, "What have you been doing recently? Are you learning to paint?"

Mei Hualan raised her sleeves unobtrusively: "...um."

"Learn to paint, learn to paint. Your handwriting is beautiful, and your paintings are naturally not ugly. What's in the way?" Zhuang Qingliu said, reaching out and hooking the scroll she hid under her sleeve, "Let me see."

"..."

Zhuang Qingliu turned around and moved under the light, spread her hands, and suddenly blinked: "Draw me?"

Mei Hualan held the pen with the back of her hand behind her back: "...um."

Zhuang Qingliu admired his beauty back and forth on the paper with great satisfaction, and asked casually, "Why don't you draw your brother?"

Mei Hualan poked at the side and stood as a stake, and said in a very slow tone: "Because the painting assignment assigned by Mr. is...my elder."

"What?? I always thought I was the same age as you!" Zhuang Qingliu immediately heard that this sentence was a lie, and teased in half with satisfaction, "But it's okay, I thank you for not saying 'my mother' .”

Mei Hualan subconsciously said to her, "You can't be my mother."

"?" Zhuang Qingliu finally cast a very meaningful glance at her.

"..."

Mei Hualan had no choice but to walk farther and farther on the road of becoming a pile, and said: "Because my mother is only 30 years older than me, and you...you are very old."

Zhuang Qingliu: "???"