You turned out to be such a senior [Transmigration Book]

So, he left the medical center of Yaowanggu just before Chu Yan and Xie Yunming.

On the heel, the "secret" of why they came to the doctor spread like a bird with wings spreading towards the entire East Summit.

At this time, it was already past noon.

The streets of East Peak are very lively, and most of the pedestrians walking on the road are disciples wearing costumes of various sects.

Chu Yan and Xie Yunming changed into their usual clothes today. They wanted to keep a low profile, but unexpectedly, there were only a lot of eyes on them. Apart from sizing up, most of those eyes also carried some hidden excitement.

Chu Yan was not an emotionally sensitive person, but he couldn't resist being stared at by ninety percent of the people on the road, especially if their eyes didn't stay for a short time.

"Brother, do you feel the atmosphere around you is weird?" Chu Yan gently tugged on the sleeve of the person beside him, and said in a low voice.

Xie Yunming lowered his eyes, and his deep eyes fell on Chu Yan's hand that was pulling the hem of his clothes. After a while, he moved away, and asked according to Chu Yan's words, "What atmosphere?"

There is no murderous aura around, and there is no obvious abnormal fluctuation of aura.Just the whispers of some monks, some unusual similarities——

"I heard it, I heard the boy in red calling out senior brother!"

"That's right, it's the brothers, could it be them?"

"And the clothes are the right color, one white and one red, and even wear a spirit sword around their waists."

"It seems that they are themselves, and their appearance is even more handsome than that described in the script."

"..."

With Xie Yunming's cultivation level when he was out of his body, it is not difficult to hear these whispers around him clearly.On the other hand, Chu Yan, who had just established his foundation, could barely hear the general idea.

Does the younger brother want to listen to the gossip that others are talking about?

Xie Yunming was thinking, when the hem of his clothes was suddenly pulled by the person beside him.Xie Yunming lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his junior brother's hand again.

I don't know when his junior brother developed the bad habit.

What if you always like to tear at the hem of other people's clothes?

Fortunately, what he was pulling was his own clothes, so it wouldn't be particularly embarrassing.

Xie Yunming's thoughts turned around, and finally his eyes fell on Chu Yan's face that hesitated to speak, and before his junior brother opened his "request", he said, "Since you are so curious, it's okay for us to listen."

Chu Yan: "..."

No, brother!I haven't said it yet, how do you know what I'm curious about?

"Brother, I..." Chu Yan was about to explain.

"Not curious? Then we won't go." Xie Yunming raised his eyebrows.

"curious!"

Chu Yan's words of explanation came to his lips, and he quickly changed into an answering tone.

He still wanted to know what his senior brother was going to take him to hear and see.

Xie Yunming: "Let's go."

He knew that his junior brother would want to hear it.

The thoughts hidden in the hearts of the two are different, but they can reach a consensus "tacitly".

Xie Yunming led Chu Yan towards the most crowded place.

In other main cities, the places where the business is booming are usually elixir shops and spirit weapon shops, but in the East Peak, teahouses and bookstores are even more popular.

A bookstore is a place to sell books, so it should be a serious place.But the ethos of writing books in East Peak is not very serious, there are endless love stories, not to mention the delay in cultivation, it is easy to make juniors fall in love early.

Therefore, Xie Yunming took the lead in ruling out going to the bookstore, and took Chu Yan all the way to the largest teahouse on the top of the East.

The tea house was built with Zijiu wood, with a total of three floors. It looks very elegant from the outside. There are four gates in total, all of which are wide open at this time.On the gate, there is a plaque carved with gold patterns on it, and there are three large black characters written on it [Fusheng Building], and there is a pair of couplets on both sides of the door: [How much do you know about the big dream of Fusheng-let go of joys and sorrows]

The whole building reveals a sense of freedom that sees through the mundane world.

seems very amazing.

Chu Yan couldn't help sighing in his heart.

There were not a few guests pouring into the Fusheng Building from the outside, and the people around were more yearning for the Fusheng Building than paying attention to Chu Yan and Xie Yunming. Therefore, Chu Yan and Xie Yunming followed the crowd and went in very smoothly.

Although there are many people, there are also many errand runners in Fushenglou.Seeing the two of Chu Yan walking in, the sharp-eyed Xiao Er rushed up to meet her and asked enthusiastically, "Did you two come together? Do you want the private room or the lobby?"

Chu Yan: "We came together."

"Brother, where are we sitting?" After Chu Yan answered Xiaoer's first question, and the second question, Chu Yan turned his questioning gaze to his senior brother Xie Yunming.Anyway, the private room or the hall can be done by oneself, the decision is left to the senior brother.

Xie Yunming glanced at the teahouse hall, which was almost full, and replied, "Private Room."

"The two are brothers from the same school. It's fate. The opening scene will tell the story of a pair of brothers." Hearing their titles, Xiao Er mentioned this without thinking. Before the story begins, properly arousing the appetite of the guests and making them look forward to it is also one of the accomplishments of the staff of Fushenglou.

story!

Teahouse storytellers tell stories!

Chu Yan's eyes lit up. It's also very good to be able to hear "audio novels" after there is no storybook.

As everyone knows, Xie Yunming, who was standing beside Chu Yan, frowned slightly. What's so good about the stories of the senior brothers——

"Brother, let's go up quickly, the private room is on the third floor." Chu Yan's brisk words came from the side.

"En." Xie Yunming's brows stretched, and he returned to normal, and responded.In his eyes, the youthful expression revealed an indescribable joy.

Originally, I brought my junior brother over to listen and have a look, but I have nothing else to do today.

Xie Yunming put away the dissatisfaction in his heart, and together with Chu Yan, he followed Xiao Er to the private room of Fusheng Building.

The layout of the private room is very elegant, with a sense of calligraphy and ink, and there is even a bookshelf next to the wall inside.The bookshelves are full of books with various covers.

Chu Yan and Xie Yunming sat down at the table in the private room.

Two talismans were placed on the table in advance, and they turned into two cups of tea after they sat down. The curling water vapor came out of the cups along with the fragrance of the tea. Just smelling the smell was very refreshing.

"This is the Qingxin tea that is unique to our Fusheng Building. There are also various drinks, refreshments, and dishes. They are all made of high-quality ingredients and there will be no extra impurities. Would you two guests want some?"

"Well, I'll bring you all the food that you are good at in the teahouse." Xie Yunming nodded, his junior brother likes to eat.Even now that Chu Yan has built the foundation and Bigu, Xie Yunming will see that he still insists on eating three meals a day.

However, it's not that Chu Yan is addicted to food, he's just used to eating to satisfy his hunger, and his stomach is not hungry after fasting, but when it's meal time, he always feels that something is missing if he doesn't eat.

After the monks bigu, in order not to increase the impurities in the body, they will not choose to eat.Unless it is a dish made by Lingzhi after removing impurities, it has the effect of tonic.

The Chu family has a big business, so Chu Yan can naturally afford the dishes made by Lingzhi, so it's okay if he doesn't eat too much.However, most of the time, his brother bought it for him.

Xiao Er didn't expect these two young monks with spirit swords on their waists to be so generous. After a while, he estimated the approximate price in his heart, "There are 36 special dishes in our Fusheng Building, including Tea, drinks, refreshments and dishes. Are you sure you want it? A total of nearly 1 yuan of high-quality spirit stones..."

Sword repairers are generally relatively poor, because they have to maintain their spirit swords all year round, and swords are the most expensive among all weapons.

Spend 1 yuan to eat fine Lingshi...

It's not as reasonable as spending 1 yuan of high-grade spirit stones to maintain the spirit sword.

"Sure, here, this is a spirit stone." Before Xie Yunming could pay, Chu Yan took out a handful of deposits from his space jade pendant and handed it to Xiao Er.

Xiaoer took the Qiankun bag, swept away his consciousness, and found a total of 1 yuan of high-quality spirit stones, not a single piece was missing.What a shiny bag!

"Two distinguished guests, wait a moment, I'll go and urge the back kitchen to serve the food!" Xiaoer said quickly and respectfully after recovering from the surprise.

When Xiaoer quickly left the private room, Xie Yunming looked at Chu Yan with a happy face, "So happy to hear the story?"

"Yeah!" Chu Yan nodded, and when he finished nodding, he realized that his attitude was a little too happy.

Recalling that Xie Yunming confiscated his script on the spot when he was in the Library Pavilion on the East Peak...

Although listening to a story is not reading a script, it is of the same nature to trace its origin.

no!I must not let the senior brother feel that he is not active in cultivation and think about these stories all day long.

So, Chu Yan straightened his expression again, and added seriously, "However, I was the happiest when I was learning swordsmanship with my senior brother."

Xie Yunming glanced at him lightly, as if he was trying to tell if it was real or not, but it was more like a normal gaze, "Well, I got it."

At this moment, from the open window of the private room with a layer of tulle curtains, there was a crisp sound of Xingmu clapping the table.

Then, a voice of a middle-aged man full of spirit spoke, "Guest officers, what I want to talk about today is the new storybook that has been spread all over the East Peak since yesterday. Mister has sprouted a new related work, and the book store is rushing to make it, and here we are, first let me tell you a warm word."

it is good!

The story is about to begin!

Chu Yan picked up the teacup on the table in front of him, took a sip of tea, and listened carefully to the words of the storyteller on the central stage in the hall downstairs.

Mr. Storyteller: "Let's talk about the land in the far east of the Eastern Territory, surrounded by the sea and mountains, with majestic terrain. The first immortal sect who entered the avenue with sword cultivation, Jianmen."

Chu Yan heard it very familiarly: "The Jianmen in this story is quite similar to our Jianzong's position."

Storyteller: "...Jianmen disciples seldom go out of the mountain gate except for cultivation. Until one day, the senior brother of Jianmen brought back a young man with a peerless appearance and a lively personality."

Chu Yan nodded: "This Jianmen also has a senior brother."

Mr. Storyteller: "This young man is naturally the junior brother brought back by the senior brother. He has an extraordinary relationship with the senior brother. Whether they travel or practice swordsmanship, they are inseparable."

At this time, Xiao Er and other waiters from the teahouse came up with tea, snacks, drinks and dishes.

Chu Yan didn't have the nerve to talk about the story told by the storyteller in front of others, but secretly slandered in his heart: Their brotherhood is almost as good as mine and my brother's.

Fushenglou's 36 specialties are good at dishes, so a small tea table can't fit, so Xiaoer took out a food box that can be used as a bag, and put all the dishes that couldn't fit into the food box.

"Guest officer, all 36 specialty dishes are served. Please take your time." At this moment, Xiao Er felt that he should be able to retire with success.

And outside the window, the storyteller was talking about him, his voice became even more excited, "...the younger brother always thought that the senior brother didn't have the kind of friendship for me that transcends the brothers and sisters. However, not long after, in the maze competition on the top of the East... In the middle, the big brother went through all kinds of hardships, and picked a full bosom of white-leaf nine-flowers for the little brother—”

Picking up the chopsticks, Chu Yan, who was about to taste the special dishes of Fushenglou, froze slightly when he heard the "White Leaf Nine Fuhua".

Mr. Storyteller: "Today there are many guest officials outside the city of Dongzhiding, so I will start to talk about this white-leaf Jiufu flower. It is a well-known and well-known flower of love in our Dongzhiding. Everyone uses it. to express my love."

"Kangdang—!"

A pair of chopsticks inlaid with ivory white jade inlaid with gold thread just fell on the table, and then rolled to the ground, and even the pork belly that was just picked up and suitable for both fat and thin fell on Chu Yan's clothes, and a piece of it was fainted. of oil stains.

"Guest officer... eh? This guest officer, are you okay..." Xiao Er's pace of pushing down was abruptly stopped by this sudden change, so he had to ask cautiously.

The voice of the storyteller has not stopped, "The senior brother picked so many white-leaf Jiufu flowers for the junior brother, just to show his sincerity to the junior brother--it is closer than the relationship between the brothers and sisters, and it is closer than the relationship between relatives and friends." There is even more deep emotion in the caring between them. It is the love between Taoist couples."

Chu Yan never knew that Baiye Jiufuhua meant this.

No, when the senior brother picked the flowers, he also mentioned it by the way.At that time... the brother said, it's just what was said in an unscrupulous book.

Can't take it seriously.

Xiao Er's caring words seemed to become blurred, and Chu Yan subconsciously said, "I'm fine."

"You go down first." Xie Yunming's voice sounded as indifferent as before.

Xiao Er quickly backed away, and closed the door of the private room for them before leaving.

"Senior brother."

Chu Yan raised his head in confusion, his eyes met, and Xie Yunming's eyes reflected his miniature.

Red blob.

It was like a fire was reflected in the dark eyes.

No, his senior brother is a person who doesn't show his emotions.

"The stories outside are all, all are other people's stories, and have nothing to do with us. Only unscrupulous stories say this, and, and..." Xie Yunming's original intention of picking flowers is also to be able to unravel the life-replacing Gu.It's not the admiration that Mr. Storyteller said.

"The story outside is about me and you."

Xie Yunming said so.

Not someone else's story.

It's me and you.