Alpaca [Transmigration Book]

Silence, a short silence, an awkward atmosphere enveloped the entire room.

Yiqiu knows, not to mention the tenth level of mind reading skills, anyone who is not a fool sitting in front of her at this moment can see that she has a ghost in her heart.

But she really couldn't think of any reason, enough to make any sophistry for the series of sneaky behavior just now.

God knows how much she hopes that You Yan can show kindness, do a little bit of kindness, give her a high hand, and give her a chance to let her pass the test.

But the fact is - absolutely impossible.

At that moment, You Yan stared at Yi Qiu quietly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes were unclear.

Yiqiu looked back at her timidly, her eyes filled with anxiety when she wanted to dodge but didn't dare to dodge.

A few seconds later, You Yan had a smile in his eyes, rubbed the vicuna's head twice with his right hand, and asked leisurely: "Do you think you are very humorous?"

"I was wrong!" Yi Qiu knelt on the ground in an instant, "I, I was wrong... I was wrong, I shouldn't pretend to be stupid, I shouldn't answer the question!"

The proficiency of the movements and the standard of the posture make him look like an old apology king.

You Yan frowned and looked at Yiqiu for a few seconds, then opened his lips and asked, "Why don't you continue singing?"

Yiqiu: "..."

"It sounds good, let me say a few more words." You Yan said lightly, although her tone was calm, her eyes were full of smiles.

Yiqiu lowered his eyes and whispered: "Forget, I forgot the words..."

"Then hum." You Yan closed his eyes and said, "Continue singing..."

Yiqiu frowned tightly, and squeezed out a mournful cry from the tip of her nose, like a crying puppy. The sound was long and continuous, and after a few seconds, it began to tremble slightly. Non-stop flies.

You Yan frowned: "Do all your alpacas sing like this?"

Yiqiu hastily silenced her voice, shrunk her neck back, carefully sized Youyan with her eyes, as if she wanted to see how the Lord Mozun was feeling at this moment.

However, in the next second, everything went round and round, and she was confronted with the question she least wanted to answer.

"Where were you going just now?"

Yiqiu sighed from the bottom of her heart, and finally accepted her fate, knowing that she couldn't escape no matter what.

She shrank back, tried to organize her words, then raised her head, and said in a low voice: "Recently... isn't there a disciple trial meeting held every four years in Xianlu Sect?"

"Hmm..." You Yan responded lightly, and changed his sitting position on the bed a little, without any unnecessary reaction.

"This trial meeting is held every four years. All disciples of Xianlumen who are over 16 years old can sign up to participate. They will be grouped by lottery and have one-on-one discussions... Doesn't the master think this is very lively?"

Yiqiu was talking, seeing that You Yan didn't interrupt, so he continued, "The boy surnamed Luo, hasn't signed up yet."

"Oh?" Youyan lowered his eyes towards Yiqiu who was lying on the bed, and there was a little more interest in his eyes.

Seeing him, Yiqiu knew there was something to be done, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't you hate that kid? Let's just push him, he is so weak, he must be very embarrassing if he is beaten to the ground with three or two tricks! It’s interesting to even think about it, what do you think, Master?”

When You Yan heard this, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly, her deep pupils could not help but shimmer a little.

Seeing that You Yan hadn't spoken for a long time, Yi Qiu couldn't help asking tentatively: "Master, what do you think?"

You Yan thought for a while and said, "You hate him very much?"

Yiqiu tilted his head and blinked his eyes, put on a harmless expression, and said obediently: "Master hates him, so I hate him!"

After all, she was touched in her heart.

What is warm, this is called warm!

Just because of this loyal line, she wanted to praise herself "the villain's caring sheep jacket", shouldn't it be too much?

In the next second, You Yan's eyes were raised slightly, and she got off the bed with her bare feet. With a flick of her right hand, the Fuxue wrapped around the hind legs of the vicuna was wrapped around her thin waist.

Yi Qiu quickly got up, chased after You Yan in two steps, raised his head and asked: "Master, have you thought about what I just said?"

You Yan lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Yi Qiu, went to the table and poured himself a cup of cold tea, and said impatiently, "Childish..."

Yiqiu gritted her teeth, snorted softly, and complained from the bottom of her heart——You mean, in terms of maturity, I really can't compare to you, a girl over 3000 years old.

But at this moment, You Yan spoke again: "But it's okay to be free, if you find it interesting, then it's up to you."

The tone was still calm, but what he said made Yiqiu overjoyed.

That afternoon, the little alpaca led the way by bouncing around, turning around every few steps, just to wait for You Yan, who was walking slowly behind him.

There are many male disciples in Changqing Pavilion, every time You Yan comes here, there are always a few of them who will come to serve.

When they heard that Youyan wanted to know about the trial meeting of Xianlumen, they scrambled to talk while leading the way.

"The trial meeting is held every four years. Almost all the three pavilions who have reached the age and have not graduated from the teacher have signed up. They are waiting for the time to compete. Miss Bai can come and see."

"The front is the competition venue, and a spiritual barrier has been set up around it. When the time comes, the head master and the two uncles will protect the dharma. No matter how you fight in the arena, the onlookers will not be hurt."

"We are not good at cultivation, so going up is just moving our bodies, and we won't be ashamed if we can win a game or two... It really depends, and we have to look at the three most important people in the three pavilions."

You Yan looked at the trial platform suspended on all sides, and asked casually: "Those three, who are they?"

A person on the side smiled and said, "Of course it is, our senior sister Jiang Yuyao from the Changqing Pavilion, senior sister Chaoyun from the Huamo Pavilion, and senior brother He Xiuzhu from the Liuxian Pavilion."

A tall and thin Changqing Pavilion disciple followed suit and nodded: "That's right, the winner of this trial meeting must be among them."

Yiqiu was anxious about signing up, and rubbed Youyan's thigh impatiently for a moment.

You Yan patted Yiqiu's head calmly, and asked instead: "This trial meeting is only held once every four years. Presumably, as long as you reach the age, you will all sign up?"

The tall and thin man laughed disdainfully after hearing this, and said, "Almost, but not without exceptions."

"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed in You Yan's eyes.

In the next second, another person waved his hand, shook his head and said, "You mean Luo Mingyuan? You don't need to say anything about that trash."

The thin and tall man sarcastically said: "That man is the shame of our Changqing Pavilion. He was 17 years old and didn't learn anything after eight years of entry. The girls are chirping, pure trash."

"It's a pity. That kid didn't sign up. He's going to sign up. Whoever is lucky enough to get him is no different from a bye."

"If it weren't for the fact that you must have a disciple's seal for registration, I'd like to apply for one for him, but I just don't know if he will be able to go to our trial platform."

All of a sudden, those disciples laughed at a person who was not present.

Yi Qiu was listening from the side, and couldn't help rolling her eyes for a moment.

These immortal sect disciples who engage in campus violence in Xiuxian sect point at others and call "girls" all day long, and I don't know how many of them can survive the three tricks under Jiang Yuyao and Chaoyun's men.

They also talk about "women" one by one. If you look down on women so much, don't come out of your mother's womb if you have the ability.

Besides, although the little pig's trotters may not be a good thing in the future, but he can do all kinds of heavy and rough work at a young age, and he will work hard even if he is injured. How can these guys say it so badly?

Obviously, You Yan was too lazy to listen to the people in front of him gossiping behind their backs, so he continued to ask: "Do you still need a disciple's seal to sign up?"

Yiqiu pricked up his ears when he heard the words.

"Of course it is necessary, otherwise, what if someone impersonates him?" said the thin and tall man, "Every disciple of Xianlumen has his own disciple seal, which is the day of apprenticeship, and the master engraved a nameplate for him with spiritual power, which is unique. .

If you want to register for the Trial Conference, you must enter your name in the roster with the disciple seal, otherwise it will not count. "

"I see."

After Yiqiu listened, his eyes were a little dull.

She thought that she could just secretly add Luo Mingyuan's name to the roster, but it turned out that this thing was so complicated that she had to ask for some kind of disciple seal, so Luo Mingyuan still had to be voluntary to sign up. ...

So, is it still too late for her to fool You Yan to fool Luo Mingyuan?

At this moment, all the questions that should be asked have been asked, and You Yan didn't want to talk too much with the people in front of her, she turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by those people again, and each of them wanted to take her to another place to see look.

Unable to secretly sign up for Little Pig's Trotter, Yiqiu was already very sad, but now hearing that these people wanted to take You Yan to "see elsewhere", the unhappiness in her heart multiplied even more.

For a moment, she yelled "hmm" at those people in extreme displeasure—but no one cared.

The anger of being ignored made her move her mouth.

The next second, the vicuna raised its neck.

"he-tui!"

"Pu! tuitui!"

That afternoon, the apologetic crazy grass mud horse successfully "assimilated" his master, and made him deeply understand the feeling of "apology" with others.

But You Yan was not angry because of this, on the contrary, he seemed to be in a better mood.

On the way back, they watched the clouds while blowing the mountain wind, passed by the clear spring and drank water, and when they returned to the inn, it was a good time for the sunset. Watching the sunset on the top of the mountain is always different from other places.

It's just that You Yan doesn't like these things, so whether it's sunrise or sunset, only Yiqiu is watching it alone.

Today was the first time - at sunset, You Yan stood outside the house with her.

Yi Qiu leaned on You Yan, watching the scorching stratus clouds and the sun gradually sinking to the west, those irritated guilt also dissipated a lot.

"Have you ever heard of the three-legged Golden Crow?" You Yan suddenly asked indifferently.

"Ah?" Yiqiu suddenly became nervous.

"That is the son of the Emperor of Heaven, the most radiant feather clan among the three realms."

You Yan said, rubbing Yiqiu's head, and said sarcastically, "But it's like the setting sun, once it sinks overnight, it becomes dim again. It's like, a dragon swims in the shallows, a tiger falls in the flat sun, anyone can do it." Stepping on it—no fun."

Yiqiu blinked guiltily, and asked in a low voice, "Master...have you ever seen it?"

"Never..." You Yan replied.

"No?" Yi Qiu couldn't help being surprised, just as she was about to follow the trend to ask, she heard You Yan call her name.

"Xiao Yiqiu..."

"Ah?" She raised her eyes and stared blankly at You Yan in front of her.

You Yan patted the back of Yiqiu's head: "Go back to the house and wait for me."

After all, it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in an instant.