Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Annoyed, he turned around and closed his eyes, avoiding Jing Fan's sight.

"Master Yun..."

"Huh?" Yun Shuhua blinked, "Ah Fenghe, lead the way quickly, let's go."

Then he walked stiffly and followed Feng He into a courtyard.

As soon as Yun Shuhua entered the main room in the East Wing, he heard Feng He standing at the door and said: "Don't disturb Mr. Yun's rest, but there are some things you need to keep in mind."

"Master Xianzun's residence is nearby, and he doesn't like other people to have a close relationship with him on weekdays."

Yun Shuhua had already been familiar with this point, he nodded and said: "Don't worry, if there is nothing important, I will definitely not bother Master."

"Besides that, there is one more thing," Feng He sighed, and said distressedly, "The five domain masters are busy repairing the enchantment of the ancient battlefield in recent days, I am afraid that Lord Xianzun will rarely get out to take care of Qingwu Mountain. "

The implication is that Jing Fan has important things to do, and Yun Shuhua can't follow him to practice Taoism every day and stay around.

I thought he would be a little dissatisfied when he heard it, but Yun Shuhua didn't think much about it, he just smiled and said: "The business is important, everything is under the arrangement of the master."

It's not bad not to see Jing Fan in a short period of time, at least give him a buffer time, otherwise he will be allowed to practice under the eyes of the big boss the next day, and there is no way to hide his clumsiness.

Originally, he was a young man who grew up in rich clothes and fine food, not to mention his not very strong body, and he had not mastered any of the magic skills after learning for many years. In addition, Yun Shuhua had only been here for a few months, and he could not fully understand If the practice rules of penetrating this world are shown rashly in front of Jing Fan, it will easily arouse his suspicion.

Seeing Yun Shuhua's expression of complete understanding, Feng He felt relieved, said goodbye to him and left in a hurry.

Yun Shuhua was the only one living in this small courtyard, so there was no need to talk about the joy of being free and unrestrained. He cleaned the bedroom and the small hall connected to the lotus pond in the back hall up and down, and then tried to find some hot spots. Wash with water.

It wasn't until he changed into a light and clean robe that he felt that he was completely alive. He grabbed a chair and sat under the eaves of the back hall, quietly staring at the pool of water in front of him in a daze.

For some reason, after a tiring day of running around, Yun Shuhua only felt sleepy, not hungry.He stood up when the dusk fell, walked slowly back to the dormitory, went to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The climate in the southern region is warm and there is a lot of rain in autumn.When resting at night, the four walls of the house were filled with moisture. Yun Shuhua, a northerner, was not used to sleeping, and the two months he stayed in Yuxiao Palace could be called suffering.

Although there are many lakes and ponds on Qingwu Mountain, the air is slightly humid, but it is many times better than that in the southern region, so Yun Shuhua has no dreams all night and sleeps very peacefully.

He got up early the next day, and when he got up from the dry and warm quilt, it was not yet bright.

Yun Shuhua got out of bed slowly, walked barefoot on the white velvet carpet to the side of the bed, pushed open the octagonal window with both hands, and poked his head out to look out.

A gust of westerly wind whipped cool raindrops onto his face, and the blue hair flew up along with it.

He stared blankly at the foggy courtyard, but didn't react for a while.

It's raining?

Not feeling sleepy from the raindrops, he turned back to the bed and quickly changed into the school uniform he had brought in the Central Domain, then left the small courtyard and went all the way to the Jade Market Hall while avoiding the drizzle.

Feng He and Jing He just came out with bamboo boxes on their backs, and when they met Yun Shuhua, the three couldn't help but stop to say hello.

"Young Master Yun got up really early, why don't you go to the palace and sit down," Jing He said with a smile, "Before the rain gets heavier, Feng He and I will go down the mountain to chop some firewood for use. I'm afraid we will have to come back to entertain Young Master."

Yun Shuhua shook his head, and said with some embarrassment: "You don't need to call me son in the future, I'm only a year or two older than you, just call me Shuhua."

After thinking about it, he added: "Anyway, I have nothing to do in Xingzhu, why don't you let me go with you, and I can help if necessary."

Fenghe wanted to refuse at first, but seeing Yun Shuhua's insistence, he finally nodded in agreement with Jinghe.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain, Yun Shuhua realized that the two of them didn't need his help at all.Fenghe and Jinghe's cultivation bases are not low, and they can chop and carry firewood with their hands. On the contrary, Yun Shuhua doesn't know much about anything. Kong has a little strength, and he cuts some wood with great effort. His hands hurt, and even the ax I can't hold it steady.

Yun Shuhua silently set a small goal for himself, and in the next few days, he would learn how to practice swords and recite formulas in the small courtyard every day.If the morning sun is not too dazzling, he will first run five laps around Xingzhu to exercise his body.After learning the knowledge learned in Zhongyu, he sneaked into the Jade Market Hall to find Jinghe again, and learned some practical and easy-to-learn spells with his brothers, and now he felt that he finally had the appearance of a Taoist cultivator .

Although Yun Shuhua is not very good at practicing swordsmanship, but he is quick and spiritual in learning new things, and some comprehensions are easy to understand, and he is very fond of Fenghe and Jinghe.

When he has nothing to do, Yun Shuhua sneaks into the kitchen to think about something delicious. There is no takeaway here, no chicken, duck and fish. In order to make himself a little enthusiastic about eating, his cooking skills have been improved in a short period of time. The inside skyrocketed, to the point where even Fenghe applauded.

For the past few days, Jingfan has not been in Qingwu Mountain most of the time, and occasionally met Yun Shuhua once or twice, and most of them only glanced at them from a distance. Seeing his back fading away like a clear lotus, what he wanted to say was also hidden in the faint mountain mist and drifted away with the wind.

As soon as the lunar month passes, autumn goes to winter solstice, and it has been more than a month since I came to Qingwu Mountain in the blink of an eye.

One day at noon, Fenghe came to Xingzhu Court specially, and gave Yun Shuhua a thick black crane cloak as a shelter from the cold. It was really unbearable in the cold weather, Yun Shuhua thanked him Then he took it.

He caressed the lotus print drawn with silk thread on the collar of the Fuhe cloak, and said enviously: "I see that Master has the same lotus pattern as your cloak. Is this a unique style of Qingwu Mountain?"

Feng He fell on a reclining chair, swayed his legs and said slowly: "After living on the mountain for a long time, my brother and I's dressing habits are naturally similar to those of Lord Xianzun, and you will have some in the future, don't worry. "

He sat up holding the carved wooden armrests on both sides, and said curiously, "Put it on quickly and let me see if it fits and looks good."

After finishing speaking, Yun Shuhua shook the crane cloak and put it on his shoulders, and turned around in front of Feng He.

The boy is in the moment of growing his body. Although the food he ate these days is not oily, he still smokes.Fenghe's cloak was put on him, making him look more and more thin-waisted and long-legged, like a stalk of bamboo.

"You are much taller than me, and my clothes don't fit you well." Feng He felt a little melancholy.

Yun Shuhua took off the cloak and folded it, then stuffed it into his arms, and said, "Why don't I go down the mountain today to make some clothes, and return these clothes to you."

"You want to go down the mountain?" Feng He was stunned for a moment, "But without the permission of Lord Xianzun, this is not in accordance with etiquette."

"Master hasn't come back for a few days, and besides, how did he control us when he came back?" Yun Shuhua slyly smiled at him, "You and Jinghe are at the age of growth, don't eat some Okay, how can I grow taller and catch up with me? After I have been to the clothing store in the city, I will buy some delicious ingredients and make hot pot for you to eat at night."

Hot pot, he has cooked it once or twice a month, and the more it is eaten in winter, the more delicious it is.

Fenghe's eyes lit up, as if he was moved by Yun Shuhua's persuasion, but he still hesitated and refused to agree.

"I can't wear your clothes. It's not easy to watch me wear single clothes for the winter." Yun Shuhua looked at him pitifully, "I promise you, I will definitely come back in two hours at most."

Feng He was silent for a while, and asked with a little worry: "Have you learned the technique of going up the mountain?"

Yun Shuhua nodded frantically.

"Okay, then you go," Feng He looked at the sky outside the door, "you must come back before sunset."

Yun Shuhua responded, dug out a bag of silver from the house, put it on his body, walked out of the dormitory quickly, and rushed down the mountain.

It was the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and the trees at the foot of the mountain were withered, and the ground was full of golden leaves, creating a desolate scene.

Going straight to the market in the town, Yun Shuhua bought some potatoes and melons from the grandmother on the side of the road, and inquired about the location of a nearby clothing store by the way.

The street was bustling with traffic, and the common people passing by looked at Yun Shuhua's clothes from time to time, and seeing his fairy-like appearance, they guessed that he must be a Taoist who cultivated on the mountain.

All the way into the shop, the clerk in front of the counter saw Yun Shuhua, and immediately trotted up to greet him with a smile.

"May I ask what this fairy needs?"

Yun Shuhua let out a "huh" and asked, "Do you have ready-made clothes for winter here?"

"Of course there are. Immortals invite you inside." The waiter bent down and opened the curtain of the inner hall, and invited Yun Shuhua in.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw all kinds of long gowns, cloaks and cloths with printed patterns and colors hanging on the wall, which was quite dazzling. Yun Shuhua frowned and tried again, but felt that the colors were too bright and not too bright. satisfy.

It would be too late to wait for the clothing store to measure and make the clothes, so he just randomly picked up a few fits and planned to pay for them.

That guy is used to observing words and expressions, and seeing Yun Shuhua's troubled face, he came up to him and asked, "Is the immortal looking for some plain-colored winter robes?"

"Exactly," Yun Shuhua nodded, "I'm a cultivator, so it's not appropriate to wear these cumbersome costumes."

"Then please come with me," the clerk led the way out of the inner hall, led him into the side room, and said as he walked, "Immortals don't know anything, our town is at the foot of the fairy mountain, and there are many young people here. They all yearn to go to Qingwu to seek immortality, so Qingwu mountain robes are the most popular styles in the city, and the small shop naturally has some."

"Mount Qingwu's style?" Yun Shuhua raised his eyebrows, "Let me have a look."

The shop clerk showed Yun Shuhua some jade-white crane cloaks, and asked cautiously, "Is the immortal satisfied?"

Yun Shuhua turned over the collar, saw the lotus pattern embroidered on it, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and said, "I just want these, please wrap them up for me."