Master is respected

It was the evening of the second day when Xie Junzhuo and Jiang Yuehan returned to Sanqingzong, and the journey was not far away, but because Xie Junzhuo acted like a baby along the way, he dragged Jiang Yuehan to play in the mountains and rivers, and the time to go back was postponed until evening.

They went back too late, and Tian Meng had already sealed and filed the details of the entrustment. Except for a few elders who complained about Jiang Yuehan taking the new disciple out, the others did not respond.

Yuqing was in retreat for the past few days, so Jiang Yuehan skipped going to greet him and brought Xie Junzhuo back to Chaosheng Pavilion.After a few days of absence, Chaosheng Pavilion is no different from when we left.Because Jiang Yuehan didn't like to be disturbed by others, she didn't dare to come if she wasn't around.Jiang Yuehan performed a dust removal technique, and the broom and rag started cleaning automatically.

Xie Junzhuo brought well water from outside to heat it up, and the master and apprentice simply washed and washed, and it was already night when they finished their work.She had been running around outside for the past few days and hadn't had a good rest. Xie Junzhuo felt drowsy as soon as she touched the bed. She yawned twice in succession and braced herself to look at Jiang Yuehan who was sitting by the window.

"Master, are you still resting?" Xie Junzhuo snapped his fingers, and a cluster of spiritual light fell on Jiang Yuehan's side, making the light in front of her brighter.

Jiang Yuehan didn't raise his head, holding a glass of cold boiled water in his hand, he said lightly, "Go to bed first."

Xie Junzhuo rolled around on the bed, she blinked, and wanted to say a few more words with Jiang Yuehan, but she couldn't overcome the exhaustion of her body, so she hummed and fell into a deep sleep.

Chaosheng Pavilion is backed by a cliff, and the waves are roaring.A half-circle waning moon rose from the sea, and the surrounding stars shone brightly.Jiang Yuehan looked over from the window, and could see the moonlight falling on the bamboo forest, and the slender green bamboo fell into a silhouette.

Jiang Yuehan's fingers rubbed the teacup in his hand, and the water in the cup was slightly turbulent, forming circles of water patterns.

Xie Junzhuo turned over on the bed and kicked the quilt off the bed.Jiang Yuehan turned around when he heard the movement, got up and walked over, bent down to pick up the quilt on the ground, and covered it again for Xie Junzhuo.

There was only one concentrating lamp in the room, and the warm light fell on Xie Junzhuo's face.She seemed to have dreamed of something fun, with a smile on her lips.Jiang Yuehan leaned over and brushed the broken hair off her forehead, and gave a shallow kiss without any lust, just out of the care of the elders.

Xie Junzhuo seemed to feel it, the corner of his mouth smiled deeper, and his sleep became deeper.

A good night of dreams, Xie Junzhuo woke up late as expected.When she opened her eyes, the sun was already shining outside, and a ray of sunlight mischievously fell on her pillow.The windows of Chaosheng Pavilion were wide open, and the cool breeze blew through the inner hall. Jiang Yuehan seemed to have gone out, and there was no sign of her in the room.

Xie Junzhuo got up from the bed, and walked out of the room in a snow-white shirt and trousers.Bamboo shadows fall in the yard, and the wind blows the fallen leaves.Xie Junzhuo stretched his waist, raised his hand to attract a bamboo leaf, put it to his lips and blew a little tune.She felt Jiang Yuehan approaching her in her dream last night, so she was in a good mood this morning.

A small tune from my hometown was played soon, and there were other sounds in the quiet Chaosheng Pavilion, and someone came through the forest.With hurried steps and heavy panting, the person who came was obviously not Jiang Yuehan.Xie Junzhuo's eyes were slightly cold, and with a flick of his fingers, the bamboo leaf in his hand flew out and shot directly into the bamboo at the edge of the intersection, obliquely halfway in.

The soft leaves can also be transformed into murderous flying blades if they are infused with spiritual power. The girl who ran up from the bluestone road was startled, patted her chest|chest and glared at Xie Junzhuo, saying: "Xie Junzhuo, you want to kill someone!" ?"

Xie Junzhuo looked at the visitor in surprise, with a look of disgust on his face, he said displeasedly: "What are you doing here?"

He Piao, who was wearing a bun with double rings, stepped onto the small courtyard, patted the dress on his body, raised his chin triumphantly and said, "Uncle Jiang Master asked me to come here, and she allowed me to come here to practice during the day."

He Piao didn't know what kind of shit|shit luck he had. He met Jiang Yuehan in the school yard this morning, and Jiang Yuehan asked Wei Yu to arrange for her to come to Chaosheng Pavilion.Although the reason was to clean up the sundries, it did not prevent He Piao from being happy.She knew that Jiang Yuehan's Chaosheng Pavilion did not allow others to go up there on weekdays, and she chose herself on purpose, maybe it was a kind of affirmation.

So seeing Xie Junzhuo at this moment, He Piao was not disappointed.She felt that as long as she behaved well, she would definitely be favored by Jiang Yuehan, thus letting her leave Wei Yu.

Thinking of his master, He Piao unconsciously shivered and got goosebumps all over his body.Wei Yu is lustful, but because she is young, she doesn't dare to be too presumptuous, but recently he has been acting more and more, and last night he used preaching as an excuse to share the bed with He Piao.Fortunately, He Piao was clever and found an excuse to hide.

But this kind of thing can be avoided on the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. He Piao really doesn't want to continue to endure it.She must use the resources she can get now to climb up by whatever means.

Xie Junzhuo was dubious about He Piao's words, looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "Where is my master?"

"Master Jiang went to the school to train new disciples early this morning. It doesn't look like you. It's been a long day before he got up." He Piao crossed his arms and looked at Xie Junzhuo frowning unhappily, feeling jealous in his heart.

Among the disciples who started at the same time, only Xie Junzhuo did not need to huddle with them for morning lessons, but Jiang Yuehan taught alone.She went to the school training whenever she wanted, and no one dared to say anything if she didn't want to.

He Piao's words made Xie Junzhuo stunned. In her memory, Jiang Yuehan was a high-altitude flower in the Sanqing Sect. Apart from practicing, he occasionally did sect tasks. It was difficult for others to get close, let alone manage the sect. internal affairs.If it was an accident to enter and leave the hall last time, then this time it is not an accident that can be explained.

Xie Junzhuo stood up, ignored the proud He Piao, and went back to his room to change clothes.Jiang Yuehan's changes were beyond her expectations, she always felt that something was changing quietly, gradually deviating from the track of her previous life.

Jiang Yuehan woke up early today, and when she went out for morning exercises with Qisha, she met new disciples doing morning lessons in the school grounds, so she stepped forward to give some pointers.Because they went out with her on a mission, these new disciples were not as afraid of her as others.

After the morning class was over, Jiang Yuehan made arrangements for He Piao's whereabouts, and then went to the entrance and exit hall.

The lotus is floating in the water, the goldfish are playing, and the beautiful rainbow bridge hangs in the sky.The entrance and exit hall was quiet, and there were few people coming and going during this time, Zou Buwen was still lying on his rocking chair, with a book covering his face, sound asleep.

Wang Zhuo was cleaning up the dead leaves in the small pond. When he saw Jiang Yuehan coming over, he froze for a moment. He quickly put down the shovel in his hand, and went forward to salute: "Uncle Jiang, why are you here?"

"I have something to ask Senior Brother Zou." Jiang Yuehan responded lightly, this was the first time she went to the Advancement and Retirement Hall after her rebirth, and it was also the first time she saw Zou Buwen.The appearance of Zou Buwen in memory is already a bit blurred, but this habit has not changed at all.

Wang Zhuo looked at his master and was a little embarrassed seeing that he didn't respond, so he raised his hand to invite Jiang Yuehan into the room.Jiang Yuehan nodded, and stepped into the hall where the Sanqingzong was shaken in his previous life.

Wang Zhuo walked behind her, reached the door, glanced at someone on the rocking chair, and kicked him resentfully, but there was no difference on his face, and he greeted Jiang Yuehan to sit down naturally.

The Hall of Advancement and Retreat is only open to the lobby on weekdays, and the side rooms on both sides are also opened when it is busy.In the lobby, there is a soft bed with a low table on it, and a pot of hot tea that has just been brewed.

Wang Zhuo poured half a cup of tea for Jiang Yuehan, and when he was about to pass the teacup to Jiang Yuehan, a hand stretched out from behind him to take the teacup away, and then a warm body leaned over.

Zou Buwen drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, put his arms around Wang Zhuo's shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "Junior Sister Jiang doesn't drink tea, she only drinks plain water, give her another cup."

The person who was lying on the rocking chair and pretending to be dead just now quietly came behind Wang Zhuo. If Wang Zhuo hadn't cultivated a strong heart, he would have been shocked at this moment.

Wang Zhuo took a step forward, turned his head and glanced at Zou Buwen, a little surprised that he knew Jiang Yuehan's habits while staying at home.

Jiang Yuehan's eyes shone warmly, she nodded at Zou Buwen, and said, "It's rare that Senior Brother Zou still remembers."

"It's a bad thing to have a photographic memory. I remember everyone's little habits clearly. It seems that I have an affair with everyone." Zou Buwen collapsed on the soft bed, and propped his hands on the table in a disfigured manner. , looking at Jiang Yuehan with his chin in his hands.He was lying lazily like a boneless cat.

Wang Zhuo quickly came back with a glass of water. Seeing that Zou Buwen felt that something was wrong, he coughed lightly to remind him to pay attention to his image, but Zou Buwen didn't care, and instead beckoned him to sit over.

Zou Buwen took up most of the softness, and Wang Zhuo had no place to sit.He put down his water glass, looked at Jiang Yuehan, and retreated politely.

Jiang Yuehan went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and she asked to see Zou Buwen by name, obviously to discuss something.Wang Zhuo is self-aware, so naturally he will not stay in the way.

Zou Buwen clicked his tongue, didn't call him to stop, but turned his head to look at Jiang Yuehan, while pouring tea for himself, he said: "I heard that a few days ago, the new disciple followed Junior Sister Jiang to practice, and Elder Sun was there In front of the three immortal lords, they said that it was your precious apprentice who encouraged them and they didn’t want to listen to him in class, many elders complained. Junior sisters are used to being alone, why did you agree to your apprentice so easily this time?”

Jiang Yuehan said calmly: "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. It is a good thing that they are willing to go out to increase their knowledge. Naturally, I have no reason to refuse."

"Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. When will Junior Sister learn to speak these polite words?" Zou Buwen bit the rim of his teacup, and looked at Jiang Yuehan with a more scrutinizing gaze.

He has been in and out of the hall longer than anyone else, and he knows many things outside the sect better than anyone in the sect. Although he stays at home, he knows the world's affairs.On weekdays, he leaves everything to Wang Zhuo, and only comes forward when he encounters difficult elders.He is very aware of the importance of going back and forth, and also how tempting it is.

The last time Jiang Yuehan asked Wang Zhuo to bring him a message, he was silent for a moment after listening and understood what Jiang Yuehan meant.

This Sanqing sect seems to be calm, but in reality it is bottomless, and the dark tide is surging.Zou Buwen guarded the entrance and exit hall, knowing the troubles he might encounter.It's just that he didn't expect that the first person to remind him would be Jiang Yuehan.

That feeling was so subtle that Zou Buwen almost suspected that Wang Zhuo remembered the wrong person.

Jiang Yuehan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the white water in the cup. It was faintly tasteless, and it took a while for the sweetness to return.She looked at the teacup, and in the cup was her immature face, which was the same but different from that reflected in Xie Junzhuo's pupils.

"If it is useful, I will know whether it is polite or simple and direct, regardless of the time." Jiang Yuehan raised his head, his expression was indifferent, and he could not see any other emotions.

Zou Buwen raised his eyebrows, suddenly laughed, and said: "Then how dare I ask my junior sister to teach me today?"

"I don't dare to teach you, I just want to ask my brother something about Liaocheng."