old grace

There are more Yunchao and Shiqin in the observatory, and the popularity is more, so it is naturally lively.

Fu Chuan is a kid who loves to be lively, usually he is overwhelmed by his status as the head disciple, and no one plays with him, so he only looks like a kid by Xie Qinghe's side.But Xie Qinghe likes to be quiet and restful, that is to say, listening to his nagging is not annoying. It is okay to play the piano and write, but teaching him martial arts is all about talking, and he rarely ends up in person.

The two new tenants of the Observatory were different.Yun Chao, who has lived for two thousand years, only regards him as a "little" master, while Shi Qin considers himself an abandoned disciple, and doesn't care much about the rules of the master's school.Both of them only recognize Xie Qinghe as the elder, and they are not so trembling towards Fu Chuan. Yun Chao still has a sense of mission of "I have to help the master take care of his son". No matter what outrageous demands Fu Chuan makes, Yun Chao will accompany him.

This made Fu Chuan especially fond of them.

If you like it, you like it, Fu Chuan still remembers his duty, he has to guard the Jianshan Pavilion honestly.

The posts were spread out, and all sects and sects not far from Hanshan hurriedly set off to express their condolences.

——Xie Qinghe's succession ceremony, Fu Chuan's entrance ceremony, this is a happy event.Don't rush the icing on the cake.Count the time by pinch, and when the day arrives, just bring the gift you have prepared, and come to the door with joy and congratulations.

It was the funeral post that urged the guests to come.

Happy events can be counted as days to come to the door to congratulate, and if you lazily come to someone else's house when they have a funeral, it would be too neglectful.

After the first wave of guests went up the mountain, the subsequent guests continued one after another, with almost two or three receptions every day.

It was the first time for Fu Chuan to receive foreign guests as the head disciple, and he was exhausted every day.The main reason is that the person and the name don't match up, and the post was copied. I also know which of this sect is the real power faction and which is the mascot, but I can't recognize it!He couldn't help Chen Yiwei even if he wanted to.

Chen Yiwei is seriously busy these days, Li Nanfeng is "recovering from illness", and Chen Yiwei has to go down the mountain to pick up guests.

The head of the family came to pay respects to the mountain with elders and disciples. When Shangguan was senior, Xie Qinghe immediately took over as the head of the family. He had a high status, and Fu Chuan was the mourner at Jianshan Pavilion to guard the mourning hall. At the very least, he had to send an inner disciple Shall I go to the door to meet you?

After two days and one night of extreme darkness and chaos, Fu Chuan felt a little sluggish, and it was really annoying to do chores!

At this time, he was at the observatory, having breakfast with senior brother Yun Chao and Shi Qin.

Yun Chao and Shi Qin lived in the observatory, and they both moved to Langxuan.

Both of them are extremely capable, and they moved Fu Chuan's house here within half a day, and the wooden house and porch were also furnished.

Since the Langxuan is going to be inhabited, Xie Qinghe had to make some small changes by himself, including some furniture.Although the Langxuan is open to the wind, at least there are a few big rooms with roofs and wide windows, and Xie Qinghe made a few screens and placed the beds next to the wall, enjoying the clouds during the day and the stars at night, the scenery is absolutely beautiful.

On the contrary, Fu Chuan's family moved here, and now he still has to live in Jianshan Pavilion, honestly presiding over the funeral ceremony in front of the bereaved master.

Fu Chuan would have breakfast at the star observatory, and it was entirely because of his morning and evening rules that he forcibly came to join in the fun every day.

The desire for the observatory made him look forward to getting up every day, and when he got up, he ran to the observatory.If you are lucky, you can eat the meal cooked by Xie Qinghe himself. Of course, you can't say you are unlucky if you eat the meal cooked by Yun Chao and Shi Qin, because if Xie Qinghe is idle, he will open his bun and let him comb it again.

——Most of the things that the elder brother promised are true.Once I said I would comb his hair, I wouldn't pretend to forget it.

This day's breakfast was made by Shi Qin.

Pure Xinliu flavor, steamed pork belly with dried chili sandwiched in glutinous rice cakes, and stewed vegetables in a marinade with a strong spicy taste.

Early in the morning, don't normal people eat some rice porridge and pasta, and some soft appetizers?Not to mention which breakfast is so powerful and solid, the spicy taste alone is unbearable.Yun Chao suspected that Shi Qin didn't want to cook in shifts, so he made such a meal on purpose.

Xie Qinghe took two mouthfuls, his cheeks flushed slightly from the heat.

Only Fu Chuan was keen to try new flavors. While blowing his nose with a wet towel, he ate enthusiastically and breathed a sigh of relief occasionally.

"Do people in Xinliu like spicy food so much? A place where pork belly can be eaten early in the morning should be a rich and rich place. Don't all rich and rich places love sweets?" Fu Chuan still gave Shi Qin a little suggestion. A small suggestion, "The rice cake meat is spicy, and the stewed goose is also spicy. I think it's good to eat white rice. This dried radish fried rice is delicious, so don't put so much pepper in it?"

Food is spicy, rice is also spicy.It's too hard for me.Fu Chuan picked out the chopped red peppers in the bowl with chopsticks.

Xie Qinghe saw that he had worked so hard to pick, and asked, "Would you like some steamed cakes?" Something sweet, soft and mild.

Fu Chuan's lips were swollen, and he was still shaking his head: "This meal is exciting."

Xie Qinghe brought his bowl in front of him, tapped the bottom of the bowl lightly on the table, and the remaining half bowl of rice flew out immediately.Under Fu Chuan and Shi Qin's incredulous eyes, Xie Qinghe seemed to pick up the chopsticks unhurriedly and swipe into the air - everything that followed was invisible to the naked eye.

The only thing visible is the result.

The chopped red peppers that were fried into the rice were neatly dropped into the bone dish, leaving only the dried radish and rice in the Fu Chuan bowl.

Without waiting for Fu Chuan to blow his rainbow fart, Xie Qinghe had already brought the selected meal back to him, and said: "There is no subtle method, just a stupid way to pick them out one by one. It's just faster. If you practice carefully, eight years later you will be fine." It can be done."

"There are pickled plums in the kitchen, and bring them here after the boiling water has cooled down." Xie Qinghe ordered Yun Chao.

Yun Chao likes to eat pork belly, but not pork belly steamed with dried chili, and now he has put down his chopsticks, looking at Shi Qin resentfully.He went to the kitchen when he was told.The little master is such a fool.While complaining, he made sour plum tea for Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan pointed to the pile of crushed peppers picked out by Xie Qinghe, and asked, "You won't chop all the peppers in the observatory?"

Shi Qin motioned him to turn around.

Fu Chuan found that there was a row of salt water tanks just under the kitchen porch.

"I went to the cafeteria yesterday and got [-] catties of various peppers and ginger, all of which were pickled." Shi Qin said that there are still a lot of peppers.

"Why do you need to pickle the peppers?" Fu Chuan had only seen dried peppers.

The two discussed a hundred ways to eat chili while eating, Xie Qinghe inexplicably felt pain in the corner of his mouth, and decided not to let Shi Qin into the kitchen in the future.After a meal, Yun Chao happened to bring up the cold sour plum tea, and Fu Chuan Gulu Gulu drank the whole pot, and had to wipe his face and wash his nose—if so, he also felt that this breakfast It was so worth it.

Shi Qin wanted to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Xie Qinghe: "Sit down for a while."

"Senior brother, do you have something to tell me?" Shi Qin asked.

"In the past few days, you have been following the younger brother, and mentioned a few points from the side. He is young and doesn't know anyone, and it may be difficult to deal with it." Xie Qinghe avoided Fu Chuan before saying this, and he also took into account Fu Chuan's self-esteem, " The little junior brother looks carefree, and his mind is the most cautious and sensitive. He has a temperament of reporting good news but not worrying, and he will not come to ask for help in case of trouble—for fear of being accused of incompetence and lack of morality."

Shi Qin immediately understood what Xie Qinghe meant.He asked Fu Chuan to help, but he couldn't let Fu Chuan know that it was Xie Qinghe who ordered him to go.

"I understand." Shi Qin agreed.

Xie Qinghe clearly kills two birds with one stone.Not only to save Fu Chuan from the siege, but also to send Shi Qin, so that Shi Qin can get used to serving in the division.

Shi Qin understood Xie Qinghe's plan, but he couldn't refuse.

He and Shangguan Shiyi had old grievances, and the resentment was that Shangguan Shiyi refused to show mercy at all, which made Yan Buqie die in depression.

Xie Qinghe has old kindness towards him.When he and Yan Buqian fled down the mountain, it was Xie Qinghe who gave him two bottles of medicine, which saved him and Yan Buqian countless times.Afterwards, the rivers and lakes met again, and it was Xie Qinghe who rescued him who was seriously injured by the monster.What he hated was Shangguan Shiyi, not Xie Qinghe.

Now that Xie Qinghe is about to succeed as the head of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, and this cold mountain is about to change hands, Shi Qin's resistance and hatred have faded a lot.

When Fu Chuan came back from washing his face, Shi Qin said he was going to Jianshan Pavilion to burn incense and paper for Shu Hanyun: "I'm also an old friend."

Fu Chuan was puzzled, and secretly asked Xie Qinghe: What's the matter?

Xie Qinghe also gave him a faint wink: It's okay.let him go.

Only after Fu Chuan and Shi Qin had gone far away did Xie Qinghe greet Yun Chao: "Come."

There is a small room in disrepair beside the observatory. Yu Muhua was banned here by Xie Qinghe's circle. The wound medicine and meals are given once a day. There is no toilet in the room, and Yun Chao is responsible for taking him to Hanjiang every day. Clean up—there is a rolling cold river under the cliff of the observatory, and the secret whistlers are used to Yun Chao carrying people straight up and down every day.Good qinggong, just do whatever you want!

Yun Chaojin brought Yu Muhua out of the cliff hut, smelled something, and said, "Master, let me rinse him first."

Saying that, he directly carried Yu Muhua and jumped off the cliff.

What can Xie Qinghe do?I can only go back to the cushioned Langxuan, drink a cup of Fuchuan's leftover sour plum tea, and look at the cloud scene.

After about two quarters of an hour, Yun Chao brought back Yu Muhua who had been washed clean and drenched all over.He has a tacit understanding with Xie Qinghe, and he knows what Xie Qinghe wants to do. At this time, Yu Muhua's eyes are blurred and his mind is blurred.

Xie Qinghe's pointing finger was weak, and his tongue was full of spring thunder: "Shoot!"

Yu Muhua's earth soul came out of the skin and floated in the air.

After the soul was separated from the body, it was no longer bound by the skin, Yu Muhua regained consciousness, and instantly understood Xie Qinghe's plan: "You... drove away my soul? You monster!"

But Yun Chao didn't seem to have a skin, his whole body turned into a phantom, and got into Yu Muhua's body.

Yu Muhua could feel his celestial and human souls being intimidated by the terrifying sword energy, sending out a shattering and terrifying rustling, which made him stare at Xie Qinghe in more horror, trying to awaken Xie Qinghe's "conscience": "Master Xie, you are The first disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect is a role model for the world's white way. If you do such evil things, how can you be worthy of the ancestors of the Hanjiang Sword Sect? I am guilty, you can kill me in front of the heroes of the world, now Lynching in a dark room, using good luck to drive away souls and seize skins, isn't this an evil way?"

Xie Qinghe remained unmoved, drank the sour plum tea in the pot, lifted the lid, and directly stuffed Yu Muhua's earth soul into it.

"How?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"Yu Muhua" stepped forward to salute, and said, "It's okay if you use your arms and fingers. It's just that the skin is too dirty and uncomfortable to wear."

"Be patient for a while. Try it on for a quarter of an hour today, and add another quarter of an hour tomorrow." Xie Qinghe handed him a cup of tea, "Two days later, Jianshan Tingtou Qi. Five days later, it will be the entrance ceremony for the younger brother. It's extremely complicated, and I don't know how long it will be delayed. At least it must be guaranteed that there will be no accidents for three hours while wearing the skin bag."

"Yu Muhua" nodded and said, "Master, don't worry."