Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Why would a majestic master want to "meet" the elder brother?

Both Cheng Qian and Han Yuan were at a loss, and the master explained, fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Don't worry too much, your elder brother is quite careless, don't be afraid of him, just act like a teacher. "

Wait, what does it mean to be "like a teacher"?

In a word, Master Mu Chun successfully turned the thin mist on the heads of the two little disciples into a pool of thick paste.

After passing through the mountain gate, a few boys and teenagers came up to meet them along with the sound of Lingling water.

The Taoist boys are [-] or [-] years old and [-] or [-] years old, all of them have delicate features and eyes, like a group of golden boys under the seat of gods, with graceful clothes and no wind.

Needless to say, the stunned Han Yuan, even Cheng Qian, who had been quite self-confident along the way, also subtly felt a little ashamed.

Because of this, Cheng Qian took the initiative to resist, subconsciously sullen his face, straightened his back, and firmly hid his curiosity and ignorance.

The leading Taoist boy saw Mu Chun from a distance, before he arrived, he laughed first, and said casually: "Where did the master travel this time, why did he look like he was running away—— Hey, what is this... Where did you kidnap the young master?"

Cheng Qian tore apart the cordial greeting word by word in his heart, but he couldn't extract a single bit of respect from it. It seemed that Daotong was not greeting the "head of the sect", but "Uncle Han in the neighboring village" or something.

Master Mu Chun didn't take it seriously, and even showed a careless smile on his face, pointing at Cheng Qian and Han Yuan, saying: "My new recruit is still young, please trouble you to settle it down."

Daotong laughed and said, "Where are you settling down?"

"Bring this to the South Courtyard," Master Mu Chun casually pointed at Han Yuan, and then he lowered his head, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, to meet Shang Chengqian's bottom-up gaze. Inherent restraint, as well as some indiscernible panic about unfamiliar environments.

The unserious smile on the corner of Master Mu Chun's mouth suddenly retracted, and after a while, he pointed Cheng Qian's whereabouts with an almost solemn attitude: "Let Cheng Qian live in the side pavilion."

"Bian Pavilion" is not a pavilion, but a small courtyard with a remote location, which means living in isolation. On one side of the courtyard wall, there is a stream passing quietly, and on the other side is a large bamboo forest, which is very quiet. .

The bamboo grove has been around for some years, and even the breeze in the past can dye it a green color. The whole yard seems to be in a sea of ​​bamboo, so green that it is a bit indifferent.

There are two long-burning lamps hanging at the gate of the courtyard, which are also engraved with charms, but they are much more exquisite than the "heirloom" of Cheng's family. There is a plaque in the middle with the word "Qing'an" written on it.

It seems that the word "Fuyao" in Yamaguchi came from the same hand.

The Taoist boy who led the way for Cheng Qian was named Xueqing, who was about the same age as Cheng Qian's eldest brother. The most inconspicuous of the children, he is also taciturn, and doesn't seem to like to show off much.

"This is the side pavilion on our mountain, also called Qing'anju. I heard that the head of the house used to live here, and later it was vacated, and it was also used as a Zhaitang." Xue Qing explained gently, "The third uncle knows what is Is it the altar?"

Cheng Qian didn't know much about it, but he still pretended not to care and nodded, followed Xueqing into the small courtyard. In the middle of the small courtyard was a small pond about ten feet square, with spells engraved on the black elm tray underneath. , presumably there is some kind of fixation effect-the water in the pond does not flow or flow, it is congealed and does not move.

But when he got closer and took a closer look, Cheng Qian realized that it was not a pond, but a rare big gem.

The stone was neither jade nor emerald, it felt cool to the touch, with a little blue in the dark green, a kind of cold and deep tranquility.

Cheng Qian had never seen such a rare object before, even though he didn't want to look like a bumpkin, he couldn't help but stare at it for a while.

Xue Qing said: "I don't know what this thing is, but we call it the Qingxin Stone. The headmaster found it. He used to use it to copy scriptures when he was fasting. With it, the courtyard is much cooler in summer."

Cheng Qian couldn't help pointing at the talisman on the elm tray and asked, "Brother Xueqing, what is this talisman for?"

Xue Qing didn't seem to expect Cheng Qian to be so polite to him, she was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Third Master Uncle, please don't scare me—this is not a spell."

Cheng Qian glanced at him, and Xue Qing strangely read a bit of restrained doubt in his eyes. This boy's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and compared with the other one picked up by the head, it seemed more refined.

Xue Qing didn't know how to describe it. He could actually see that the child was not of high background, and he might not have read any books, but he seemed to be trying hard to make himself into a handsome gentleman. It's like knowing what face to use to communicate with people.

Put simply, it's a bit of posturing -- and there's very little aim and posturing of the person to imitate.

People who are generally contrived people can't help but feel a little annoying, even if it's just a child, but for some reason, Xue Qing doesn't hate Cheng Qian, but feels pity for him inexplicably, so she replied slowly: "Uncle Third, Xue Qing He is just a handyman with poor qualifications, who takes care of the head and the junior uncles. The way of spells is extensive and profound. Those of us who don't even understand the superficial, just listen to a few words from the head and come back to learn the tongue. , Young Master, don’t hesitate to ask the master or my family... your senior brother."

Cheng Qian keenly heard the word "my family", and then thought of the attitude of these Taoist boys towards the sect masters with more affection than respect, and became more and more puzzled.

Xueqing quickly introduced him to the layout of the Qing'an residence, hurriedly helped him wash his travel dust, changed him into decent clothes, cleaned him inside and out, and then led him out again.

While maintaining his image of not showing any timidity, Cheng Qian inquired with Xue Qing who the elder brother was.I learned that his elder brother was surnamed Yan, named Yan Zhengming, and he was born in a wealthy family.

How rich is it?In this place, Cheng Qian was confused - he was a poor boy, and he had no concept of "wealthy". The so-called "rich" people he had met were nothing more than the village head Wang Yuanwai, who was sixty years old. Marrying the third concubine, in Cheng Qian's view, is already overwhelmingly rich.

I heard that when Yan Zhengming was seven years old, he ran away from home for some trivial reason, and was picked up by their cunning... master with a discerning eye.

The old swindler spread out his sharp tongue and successfully lured the elder brother who was still young at that time and didn't know the dangers of the world into the door, and became the first disciple of Kaishan.

However, the young master of the Yan family was lost, and the family members were naturally anxious. It took all their efforts to find Yan Zhengming, who had fallen into the wrong path. I don't know if Young Master Yan was drugged with ecstasy by Mu Chun, or because he just didn't want to learn well. Anyway, as if he had lost his mind, he refused to go home for life and death, and insisted on staying and practicing with the master.

This young master was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. Of course, the Yan family can't watch their own daughter suffer hardships with a charlatan like a grass-roots team. After several times of arguing but failed, they had to compromise and pay to raise this sect. The right is to raise a play for the young master. Team play.

There are many kinds of cultivation sects in the current world, but among them, there are very few genuinely famous decent sects and evil heretics, and most of them all over Kyushu are pheasant sects.

Cheng Qian made some calculations in his mind, like the Fuyao sect, a sect with a wealthy supporter and a bit of dignity can probably be called the "poultry sect".

So he finally understood that their big brother is not just a big brother, he also has many roles such as "the parents of the school", "the gold master in charge of the school" and "the first disciple of the Fuyao school". A high chair, even the master has to curry favor.

As for the number one person——Cheng Qian knew it when he saw him, he was a prodigal son who couldn't describe it in words.

The four words "arrogant, extravagant and dissipated", except that the eldest brother was fifteen years old at the time and had no guts to be "promiscuous", the remaining three words were "arrogant", "extravagant" and "elusive".

The first time Master Muchun led a pair of young disciples who had been washed and rinsed to come to Master Yan, the young master was combing his hair—it wasn’t that the head master was too foolish and didn’t know how to be polite, so he rushed to disturb others early in the morning. , but the elder brother combs his hair many times a day.

Fortunately, he is still young, and he is not afraid of getting alopecia areata.

Those who are qualified to comb the hair of the elder brother must first be female, and they must not be too young or too old. Even if you don't do it, your hands must be soft, as white as jade, and there should be no cocoons that spoil the scenery.

Daoist boys like Xueqing were originally slaves of the Yan family, and a group of them were carefully selected and sent to the mountain for the sect to drive.

I don't need to talk to Tong about the young master's close contact. I heard that it is because he doesn't like men very much and thinks they are clumsy, so he stays in the courtyard to serve all the little girls, which makes his courtyard always colorful and spring.

Before entering the door, Cheng Qian secretly stared at the master's goatee for a long time, and came to a conclusion: the master's beard was combed with a comb.

On the way here, Xueqing said that Master Mu Chun arranged for him to live in Qing'anju, so that he could calm his mind and calm his mind. Cheng Qian felt a little awkward in his heart, and refused to admit that he was restless. Seeing the words "Gentle Township", a heart was finally put in his stomach - it seemed that it wasn't that he was restless, but that the master was confused.

Han Yuan on the side acted coquettishly and took ignorance as a joke, and asked, "Master, what did the elder brother write at the door?"

Mu Chun stroked his beard and read to him, and Han Yuan asked again with straight eyebrows: "Is this the meaning of encouraging senior brother to be gentle in the future?"

After hearing this, Mu Chun exhorted in shock, "You must not let your elder brother hear these words."

Cheng Qian and Han Yuan saw that the headmaster had his tail between his legs like a bereaved dog, and thought together with a rare sympathy: "This is simply unreasonable, disregarding the laws of nature and ethics!"

The two of them thought this way, looked at each other, they all saw the shock on the other's face, so they quickly followed the master to tuck their tails, and learned the most important skill in this sect - the magical skill of tucking tails.

In fact, the first time Cheng Qian saw his elder brother in person, he was astonished.

The man's appearance is still youthful, but his arrogance is extremely extreme. He is dressed in a snow-white satin robe, embroidered with dark patterns that no one can see.He leaned back on the carved chair as if he had no bones, his eyelids were half drooped, his chin was propped up with one hand, and his loose hair was like splashed ink.

When Yan Zhengming heard the voice, he raised his eyelids indifferently, and the corners of his eyes swept across like light ink, long and upturned, revealing a proud femininity for no reason.When he saw the master, he didn't have the slightest intention to stand up, but sat firmly on the chair, slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Master, you went out and picked up two things back? "

He seems to have grown up later than others, and the youthful taste in his voice has not faded in time, and it is mixed with a little coquettish tone, which makes him sound more able to distinguish between male and female.

But his mother has to be upright and confident, so it doesn't seem to be against the law to be neither male nor female.

The old man in charge smiled, rubbed his hands together, and introduced: "Oh, this is your third junior brother Cheng Qian, and this is your fourth junior brother Han Yuan, both of whom are still young and ignorant. In the future, as a senior senior brother, you need to help Master reminds them a little bit."

Yan Zhengming heard Han Yuan's name, his eyebrows twitched, and his face seemed to twitch. He half-opened his eyes, condescendingly glanced at his freshly baked fourth junior brother, and then quickly turned his eyes away, as if Eyes are stained.

"Han Yuan?" The elder brother seemed to be dissatisfied, and commented slowly, "Sure enough, he lives up to his name, and looks a bit wronged."

Han Yuan's face was already pale and blue.

Yan Zhengming threw him aside and turned to Cheng Qian.

"That kid," he said, "come here and let me see."