no one knows better than me

Mei Hualan raised her gaze from the piccolo, silently glanced at Zhuang Qingliu, then turned her head to look at Mei Huazhou's flute next to her.

Meihuazhou's flute is much better, and the seal on it reads "conquering people with virtue". Although the four words are still ugly, the meaning is at least good.

Seeing her looking at her flute all the time, Mei Huazhou also smiled, touched her sister's head, and asked, "Do you want this, bro?"

Mei Hualan pursed her lips: "Is it okay?"

Unexpectedly, before Mei Huazhou could speak, Zhuang Qingliu next to him said, "No way."

"why?"

Zhuang Qingliu took it for granted: "Because I disagree."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

Seeing the indescribable expression in her eyes, Zhuang Qingliu shook his shoulders slightly at first, then turned back and asked, "Do you not like it?"

"..." This is hard to like.

"Oh." Without saying a word, Zhuang Qingliu lay flat on his back on the grass, and said in a tone of frustration, "It's so sad, you don't like it."

"..."

Mei Hualan stopped talking, stretched out her small hand to pull her: "Don't do this. I like it very much."

Zhuang Qingliu: "You are fake."

Mei Hualan: "...I really like it."

Although the voice is waxy, Mei Hualan actually really, really likes the piccolo she received.

From that night on, she would play a small tune every night before going to bed, then touch the warm body of the flute, and put it next to the pillow, so that occasionally when there was thunder and rain, she would be able to touch it and hold it in her arms.The house they live in is also equipped with a soundproof cover that can be opened and closed at any time, so they are not afraid of disturbing others.

In the next month, a group of young music repairers began to discuss secretly, planning to practice a piece of music together, and then play it together for Zhuang Qingliu to listen to.Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be very busy during this time, and she rarely showed up all day, and even Zhu Heng didn't know that she suddenly became interested in doing something alone, and only said it was normal.

It wasn't until it seemed that the weather had entered winter, and a light but not cold snow fell from the sky above Gumengchao, that Zhuang Qingliu suddenly emerged from the soil again, sitting gaudyly on the big lapis lazuli and lighting up candles. Shout out: "Lan Lan, what are you doing?"

Zhu Heng glanced at her inexplicably, holding a few big bamboo plaques in his hands: "Didn't you see? It's snowing, I'll help Master dry the medicine."

There is nothing wrong with Mengchao's "drying medicine" on a sunny day outside.But Zhuang Qingliu quickly waved his sleeves, swept all the medicines she was carrying on the ground and buried them casually, then flew directly over the big rock and said: "I will dry it tomorrow, there is a very important thing today .”

Zhu Heng held the diabolo plaque and smoked from the seven orifices: "What important things can you have?!"

"—Hush." ​​Zhuang Qingliu pointed at her in the direction of the center of the island with a mysterious face, then turned his finger upright, and pointed to the top of his head.

Zhu Heng's expression changed suddenly, and he asked in a low voice: "Master has gone out?"

Zhuang Qingliu gave her a look full of nonsense, and said proudly: "I went to her cabin just now, painted the roof colorful, and stewed a pot of smelly fish soup in the house, but she didn't wash it. Come out and beat me, you must be leaving!"

Zhu Heng took a deep breath and roared at her angrily: "What's so proud of this! Are you courting death?!

"Hiss." Zhuang Qingliu covered half of her ears for an instant, trotted away a few steps and pointed to the sky, "What are you afraid of, the roof was covered with snow after she came back, and I opened the window again before I left, inside the house The stinky fish smell must be gone!"

Zhu Heng was so angry that her lungs hurt, but most of her mind was on Zhuang Huang. After taking a breath, she asked with a cautious expression: "Then why did she go out suddenly, and what did she do?"

Zhuang Qingliu said casually: "You should go to the old Taoist who burned the lamp in Changgeng Immortal Mansion."

"Old Taoist?"

Zhuang Qingliu threw a bright red fruit into her mouth, nodded and said with a smile: "Yes. I went in purposely to dawdle a few days ago, and there seemed to be a new score on her desk, which should be given back to that old Taoist .”

Zhu Heng's face was suddenly weird and unspeakable, and Chi Chi looked at Zhuang Qingliu and said in a low voice: "She won't follow that old man—?"

Zhuang Qingliu laughed all over his face, and said indifferently: "Yes, that's it, so what, that old man looks really kind. And Lan Lan, why do you still care about your elders?"

Zhu Heng immediately scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! I can't control it. What do you want to do while she is out?"

"Simple." Zhuang Qingliu casually threw away the bunch of fruit branches that he had eaten, and winked at her, "Let's go out too."

Zhu Heng immediately scolded her: "You're having an attack again! You want to go out for a stroll, don't you?! You forgot how many lightning whips you received last time, right..."

"Hey? Hey hey?!" Zhuang Qingliu flicked his fingers nimbly, covered Zhu Heng's mouth with the last fruit, and quickly interrupted her, "I really can't stand you. It's not about running around, you don't remember Yu Yu What about Shi’s matter? I mean, we can take the opportunity to go out this time and meet that Zhenshan monk secretly.”

Zhu Heng burst out an eight-foot-high arrogance and extinguished most of it at once. He bit the sweet fruit in his mouth, ate it, frowned and said: "Shenzhen Monk? Isn't this all over, why did you see him? And don't you Forget about what you heard when you were young, try to keep as little contact with those people outside as possible, and don’t worry about anything else.”

"Where did it go? Sooner or later, the depth of this person has to be felt. And the master knew that old Taoist, but never mentioned this Zhenshan monk. Don't you think it's strange?"

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be bored, so he simply hooked Zhu Heng's sleeve, pulled her away: "As for why you went secretly now, secretly - of course it's because I haven't forgotten, so hurry up and hurry up." Lan Lan, who knows when the master who went out will come back."

Zhu Heng didn't even have time to react, she was forcibly dragged onto the thief boat, and appeared in a bustling long street in the blink of an eye, suspecting that the people next to her were deliberately pulling her to take the blame every time.

The most important thing is that Zhuang's mouth was full of hype, and when he came over, he immediately ran happily to the small shop stall next to him, and began to buy, buy, and buy all kinds of snacks.

Just before Lan Lan was about to explode, Zhuang Qingliu pulled back in time, stuffed his sleeves full of delicious food, and swished a candy into her mouth, saying obediently: "Okay, okay, It’s not hard to come out, I also bought some by the way—and you don’t know, this fairy mansion of the Deng Linyu family is different from other homes. It is not in the deep mountains and old forests, but in the downtown streets, and it is only a few miles away. No one is allowed to approach, and it is built like an ancient imperial city."

Zhuheng quickly raised his eyes, looked at the palace not far away with gold bricks and green tiles, and said, "This is it?"

"Or else." Zhuang Qingliu quickly shared another of her beloved fried peas, and pulled someone in in the blink of an eye.

Except that Deng Linyu's Immortal Mansion looks like a palace on the outside, the inside is no different from ordinary Immortal Mansions. At most, it took a little extra effort to move a series of mountains into the Immortal Mansion.

The two of them shuttled over the entire fairy mansion as if they were in no one's land. Zhu Heng lowered his head and glanced a few times, his brows were quickly frowned: "There are so many mountains, which one is the town of Shanseng Town? When did you find it?"

Zhuang Qingliu, who was next to her, quickly took something out of her arms: "Don't worry. Look at me."

Zhu Heng tilted his head: "What is this?"

Zhuang Qingliu said: "This one. It doesn't have a name, so just call it the Lingpan."

Zhu Heng's eyes seemed to be burnt by the exaggerated red and green colors on the big plate, and he quickly turned away after glancing at it and said, "Fingering plate? What are you doing?"

Zhuang Qingliu spun around in circles on the spot, and said succinctly: "It's for spiritual use, whichever direction has the strongest spiritual power, it will point there."

Zhu Heng suddenly lowered his eyes: "Is this what you've been tinkering with lately?"

"uh-huh."

After Zhuang Qingliu responded casually without distraction, he followed the finger disk in his hand and found a very ordinary-looking cliff mountain. This mountain is located among the continuous mountains of the Yu family, and there is no conspicuous place , but the surrounding aura is very strong, it is a good place for retreat.

Zhu Heng looked at it a little bit: "It's here. Your thing is quite useful."

Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyebrows very proudly, stuffed the colorful magic disk into her arms, and pulled her straight towards the barrier of the mountain pass.Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them entered the mountain without making a sound, a burst of thunderous aura suddenly hit their faces.

It was noticed!

This mysterious monk is really powerful.

Zhuang Qingliu pulled out Chasing Spirit, and slashed out with the knife like the wind. The thunderous aura was swept by the tip of Chasing Spirit, and instantly fell in one direction like a meteor, blasting the mountain wall with a loud crack.

At the same time, after the aura was pushed aside, a sharp arrow shining with silver cold light appeared in front of her extremely fiercely.

Zhu Heng quickly dodged, and stood in front of Zhuang Qingliu without hesitation—poof.This was the first time that someone could shoot her seriously with an arrow in front of her.

The most important thing is that the person sitting on the futon in the distance didn't even turn his head. After the arrow, the figure suddenly moved.

The cultivation of this eminent monk has exceeded their expectations.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly swept past Zhuheng's right arm that was shot through, raised his eyebrows, and leaped out holding Zhuling, stepping up into the air, and was about to slash at the phantom that was flying in front of him at such a high speed , the collar behind him was suddenly grabbed!

After her eyelids twitched, her heart suddenly turned cold... The person who grabbed them was actually Zhuang Huang! !

There was no time to speak at all, and after a flash of Hula, the master and apprentice had already returned to Gumengchao.

At this moment, Zhuang Huang suddenly let go, and said in a cold voice, "Kneel down."

Zhu Heng lost blood and became stiff, and knelt down on the spot before Zhuang Huang could make a sound.This time even Zhuang Qingliu was not lazy anymore, he knelt down straight without saying a word, put away the knife, lowered his eyes and said: "Master, why did you appear in..."

"Don't I rush over in time to see you two courting death?" Zhuang Huang interrupted her, as if extremely angry and expressionless.

Something flashed silently in Zhuang Qingliu's eyes, and he asked in a slightly surprised tone, "Is that Zhenshan monk so powerful?"

Zhuang Huang didn't pay attention to her any more, and what came immediately was a severe thunder whip.The so-called thunder whip, the punishment is as its name suggests, and it is already an extremely severe punishment for a person of ordinary cultivation. However, every time Zhuang Huang invokes this punishment, he can't stop for half an hour.

Although Zhuang Qingliu's face changed instantly, he still managed to hold himself up amidst the sizzling electric light and thunder, and said motionlessly: "Master! Zhuheng was forcibly pulled out by me! There are still marks on her body!" Injured, you——!"

Before she finished speaking, the lightning flashing above her head doubled in intensity.

"You are the young master of Gu Mengchao, and she is your follower. Whether it is her injury or the lightning whip, it is your fault, and someone around you will be implicated. This sentence, my teacher has said tired."

The ethereal voice seemed to disappear into the distance.

And Zhu Heng next to him didn't say a word this time, neither scolding Zhuang Qingliu nor admitting his mistake.Instead, he fell to the ground and passed out.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't speak anymore, and waited for Zhuang Huang to disappear with lowered eyebrows, then something seemed to silently appear in the palm of his hand with a shimmering luster, and he turned all the lightning whips that had been thrown at Zhuheng to himself.

After being punished this time, the two of them had to lie down for three months before the general could be released.Although Zhu Heng received less lightning-induced whips, he was originally injured, and it was fine if Zhuang Qingliu attracted her whips. Originally, it caused Zhuang Huang to double the power, which was equivalent to being beaten four times. This time he died directly.

For two consecutive months, she spent in a trance.From time to time, Zhuang Huang appeared quietly when Guiyao was away, gave her medicine silently, and then left expressionlessly, coming and going without a trace, not even the slightest breeze.

It wasn't until another month later that the enchantment barrier outside Zhuang Qingliu Lotus Garden was reopened, and Mei Hualan finally saw someone.It's just that the person who still winked at her carelessly was covered with criss-crossing welts all over his body, even the back of his hands. When Mei Hualan ran a few steps away from her, his footsteps stopped abruptly, and his throat choked. .

"Hey? Hey." Zhuang Qingliu laughed immediately, and comically walked out of bed on a crooked wooden jujube crutch, and carelessly touched her little head, "Little devil, what are you doing? I'm not It's disfigured, why are you crying. Take a good look at my face, it was well protected at the time, but I didn't get rid of any marks on it. And this little injury is nothing, just apply the medicine for two months and it will disappear. Lan Lan and I were beaten more often before."

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but as soon as she said that, Mei Hualan's tears rolled down like beads of a dropped curtain: "Why did you hit you? Did you make a mistake?"

Zhuang Qingliu was suddenly surprised, and raised his hand to wipe her face: "What's the matter, are you still a crying bag?"

The more she talked about Mei Hualan, the more she cried: "Why did you beat you? Who beat you like this?"

"Eh?" Zhuang Qingliu wiped left and right, but wiped his hands full of tears, and the little crying bag in front of him shed more fiercely, "Don't, I said, little thing, Panpan? Oh, okay, okay ... How about I give you one of the fried peas that Zhu Heng secretly hid? Can you stop crying?"

Mei Hualan stretched out her small hand to catch the pea, raised her head with wet eyelashes and bleated, "Why did you hit you? Didn't you fight back?"

After co-authoring and talking, they just couldn't get away from "Why did you hit you?" Zhuang Qingliu somehow felt that she was very cute, and couldn't help but change her wet sleeves, and gently touched her curly little girl with the tip of her finger. Eyelashes, coaxed: "Because I must have made a mistake. And I fought back, but my master is amazing, I have never hit myself."

Mei Hualan's gaze suddenly moved deeply, and she suddenly helped Zhuang Qingliu to the side of the bed, and then squatted down in front of her.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately threw away the bachelor's jujube crutch, freed his hand and lowered his head to pat her head, and smiled softly, "Like a lamb, an antelope."

But Mei Hualan looked up at her: "I will study hard. I will learn quickly, just wait for me."

Zhuang Qingliu's heart was filled with indescribable softness, and he lowered his head and smiled: "Our kid is self-motivated, I can still stop him."

At this time, Mei Hualan opened her small palm and fed the plump and lovely fried pea to Zhuang Qingliu's mouth: "You eat."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelids drooped, and she naturally pretended to be divine: "Zhu Heng secretly bought this and hid it here. I'm giving it to you now. I don't like to eat it."

Mei Hualan said, "You like to eat."

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes twitched inexplicably, and he said calmly: "How is it possible? I am the powerful and good-looking young master Zhuang. How could I like this kind of snacks that only children love?"

Mei Hualan said at this time: "The first time you rescued me in the Qiandao Lake archery practice field, you had candied fruit in your sleeve, I saw it."

Zhuang Qingliu: "?"

"So you like to eat." Mei Hualan not only fed the peas directly into her mouth this time, but also carefully took out a bag of mush candy from her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Eat it. I won't follow someone else said."

"..."