Xie Nv

Two years ago

Chu Yanyu came back from the mountain, and brought a girl with him. As soon as Wen Yi entered the door, he asked, "Sir...my lord, is this girl...?" A girl, she looked at the girl, and said to Wen Yi: "You arrange it."

Wen also pointed at himself in disbelief: "Me?"

Chu Yanyu: "What?"

Wen Yi scratched his head, lowered his head and said, "Master... Young Master... I'm afraid it's not suitable." Chu Yan cast a glance at him, and he changed from young master to young master again.

"Leave the inappropriate ones to me." Rong Yun's youthful voice sounded, and he walked over, standing with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Chu Yanyu's case, facing Wen Yi, "What's the matter?"

Wen Yi looked at him, at the girl: "That's it."

The girl wore a thick and long scorpion-tail braid, and her face turned red when she saw Rong Yun.

She was just a farmer's daughter who was farming at the foot of the mountain. She had never seen such a handsome and luxuriously dressed young man, and she was so fascinated that she could only blush.It's strange that Rong Yun actually looked at her like that.

Wen Yi slapped him awake: "What are you looking at?"

Hearing the sound, Chu Yanyu raised his head, looked at Rong Yun, then at the girl, without thinking about anything, and said, "Since Rong Yun wants to take care of it, girl, you go with him."

The braided girl nodded and followed Rong Yun out of the hall.

She didn't even bother to look at Wen Yi and Chu Yanyu, but was dazzled by the sunlight on Rong Yun's body.

Rong Yun walked in front, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Where is your home? I'll see you off." The braided girl immediately said: "It's submerged in water."

Rong Yun was at a loss, so Chu Yanyu asked him to make some arrangements, how should this be arranged?

He was directly given a large living person, where would he put it?

The braided girl is generous: "How about, go down the mountain, I remember I have an uncle, maybe he will take me in."

"Okay." Rong Yun lowered his head, and his voice was a little smiling.

The girl has no spiritual power and has never practiced spells. Rong Yun can't force her to fly, fearing to scare her, so he walks with her.

The braided girl talked a lot along the way, all asking Rong Yun, Rong Yun only answered a few words, not because he didn't want to answer, but because he felt uncomfortable walking with a girl at night.

Walking down the mountain, the mortal city is still brightly lit at night, and there are noisy fireworks everywhere.

Seeing her smiling under the orange light, Rong Yun couldn't help but smile too: "The mountain is very beautiful, it's not as boring as the mountain."

The braided girl looked at the light and said, "No, there are so many spells on the mountain that I don't understand, and there are so many fairy-like characters, I'm so envious."

Rong Yun watched her side face being coated with a layer of gentleness by the warm light, he couldn't help but take a step closer, and after realizing it, he slapped himself in the heart, and there was always a distance of several steps along the way.As the road got farther and farther, Rong Yun couldn't help asking: "Girl, where is your uncle?"

The braided girl said disappointedly: "I should have forgotten, but even if I remembered, he would definitely not take me in with his bad temper."

Immediately afterwards, the girl's face bloomed like a flower: "Can I go up the mountain like you? I want to learn the law, and I want to be able to fight those... those bad guys I don't like!"

Rong Yun was a little embarrassed, and said euphemistically: "The Shiji Sect will only accept a round of disciples after two years."

The girl with braids grabbed her braids and stroked them, looking up a little pitifully: "Can't you make an exception?"

Rong Yun shook his head.

The girl with braids apologized: "I'm sorry to make you embarrassed. Then... can you lend me some money first?"

Rong Yun blinked, not knowing what she was going to do.

The braided girl threw her braids back and spat: "Oh, I'll stay in a small shop tonight, and then I'll be in the mountains, promise." She pointed to a hillside of Shiji Mountain: "I'll build a wooden house there, If you come to me in the future, I will definitely pay you back."

Rong Yun was still surprised that a girl could build a house. The girl couldn't wait any longer, and stretched out a pair of rough and callused hands, begging for money.

Without thinking, Rong Yun took out the money bag, and poured it all over to her.

The braided girl held the pile of money in both hands, looked back and said with a smile: "Thank you Xianjun!"

Rong Yun stood where he was, and it was the first time he was called Xianjun by others.

Xianjun, is he worthy?

He was clearly just a servant.

In the next few days, Chu Yanyu seemed to have more and more things to do, and Wen Yi became more and more busy, moving around, Rong Yun naturally followed Wen Yi.

"Wen Yi, what's the matter, young master?" Rong Yun couldn't help asking while holding a heavy stack of dusty bamboo slips.

Wen Yi thoughtlessly said: "I don't know, I'm too lazy to ask." He didn't even look at it, he just piled the scrolls on the shallow case in the main hall of Qingyin Pavilion, clapped his hands and sleeves casually and walked out happily.

Rong Yun probably guessed that Wen Yi expected that he would sort out these annoying things, so he was so leisurely. He tilted his head, smiled softly, and went to put the old and broken bamboo slips.

The thin laces of the bamboo slips were easily broken after a few years, and they were scattered all over the ground. Rong Yun gave a headache, knelt down to pick them up one by one, put them together one by one, and took out the needle and thread from his sleeve, which was simple and Carefully fill in the mess.

Wen Yi came in again with a pile of things in his arms. He tilted his head to see Rong Yun from the pile of things he was holding. He didn't know if he didn't see it. He was startled when he saw it, and he forced two fingers to point at Rong Yun: "you you you you!"

Rong Yun: "Don't surprise the young master."

Wen Yi immediately covered his mouth, but the big and small boxes in his hands lost their support and fell to the ground. The clanging and rattling were so loud that the entire Qingyin Pavilion seemed to shake a few times.

Rong Yun frowned immediately, Wen Yi covered his mouth guiltily, staring at the upstairs carefully... guessing Chu Yanyu who was about to come down.

"Rong..." Wen Yi pushed his shoulders, winked and said, "Look at what you did."

"I didn't do anything." Rong Yun smirked, "It's you."

Chu Yanyu's voice came from upstairs: "Finish it."

Wen Yi covered his mouth and bowed, one eye did not forget to turn to Rong Yun: "Yes, young master." Rong Yun bit his lip, and said: "Yes, young master."

Seeing how he picked up the needle and thread, Wen also couldn't help laughing: "I'm outside the pavilion, hurry up and make it up, Miss Rong."

Rong Yun frowned quickly, but in the end he didn't say anything, just quietly staring at the needle and thread in his hand.

After mending, Rong Yun put the bamboo slips on the case, and when he got up, he accidentally caught a book on the corner of his clothes, and the book spread out on the ground.

The wind blows through the pavilion, and after turning a few pages, it quickly swept into Rong Yun's eyes.

Rong Yun nervously glanced at the direction upstairs, pretended not to see it and put it back, silently praying that Chu Yanyu didn't know.

He counted Chu Yanyu's spiritual power in his heart, felt that he couldn't perceive it yet, so he was a little relieved.

Immediately afterwards, he was startled by a dog-like thing that suddenly came out of the door of the pavilion.

The dog-like thing barked suddenly: "Miss Rong is so good at ink."

Rong Yun ignored him, leaning on the side with his hands behind his back, biting half of his lips and meditating: "Wen Yi, does the young master have a girl he likes?"

"Why do you care about that?" Wen Yi threw the sword in the air, caught it with his backhand, performed a fluent sword swing, and stood quite like a fairy. He asked proudly, "How is it?"

Rong Yun rolled his eyes in his heart: "Come on." He stood up straight before walking.

"Oh, I'm serious," Wen Yi caught up with him and whispered behind his ear, "How about my move just now?"

Rong Yun was annoyed by the intermittent barking of the "dog", and said coldly, "It's not that good."

Wen Yi: "Is that so? The young bishop is mine, so it shouldn't happen."

Rong Yun turned around and almost bumped into Wen Yi, he pushed Wen Yi's shoulder with one hand: "We are just servants, what kind of spells are we learning?"

"Rong Yun, do you think which servant is as good as us?" Wen Yi pushed open the door and photographed Rong Yun in, "Always be with the young master, it's good to live like this."

Looking at his smirk, Rong Yun felt a little offended, but he really had to admit that he was a little jealous, when did the young master teach Wen Yi a set of sword skills?Why... didn't teach myself.

Rong Yun looked at Wen Yi's stupid way of waving the sword, and said in his heart: "That's good. It's because I didn't have time, so the young master didn't teach me."

At the side, Wen Yi had already nestled in the quilt and closed his eyes, Rong Yun looked at him and got involved too.When he heard Wen Yiqian's snoring, his eyes were still fixed on the ceiling.

Rong Yun turned around not to look at him, and pulled the quilt again to cover his reddish eyes.

Soon after, the Shiji faction became one of the four major factions, and Rong Yun became more and more busy following Chu Yanyu, and almost forgot that there was a girl who owed money on the mountainside.

"Rong Yun, the Ninth Elder is looking for you."

Rong Yun put down his things in a panic, wiped his sweat and looked up at Wen Yi: "Okay." The Ninth Elder is used to embarrassing Chu Yanyu, often does not give Chu Yanyu a good face, and always speaks in a strange way, these Rong Yun You can see it all.

Seeing the old man with a gray beard, Rong Yun wished he could suffocate to death rather than spit out a word.

The Ninth Elder sat high and high, and said impatiently: "Your young master actually likes to dig into minutiae."

He kept his mouth shut when talking about serious matters, but every word and every word about trivial matters pointed to Chu Yanyu.Rong Yun had endured a lot, and couldn't help but said at this moment: "Ninth Elder, the young master is also thinking about the sect, so why bother with it."

The Ninth Elder patted the table: "Yo! I really didn't realize that Chu Yanyu taught his servants like this!"

Rong Yun suppressed his anger, and said politely: "I'm rude, it has nothing to do with the young master."

"Let's go, let your young master find me." Ninth Elder waved his hand, signaling him to go down.Rong Yun glared at him angrily, and left with fists clenched.He cursed inwardly: Who are these people, they don't take the young master seriously.

Chu Yanyu is meticulous in his work, and it is precisely this that makes the Shiji faction show up for the first time and be known to the world.What is he, the Ninth Elder, who can compare with the Young Master?

Rong Yun was cursing secretly when he bumped into someone suddenly. When he saw that person, his heart blossomed immediately: "Young master." He thought, since Chu Yanyu was outside the hall, he must have heard something, so he would naturally know that he was protecting the lord. this heart.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yanyu gave him a cold look, then changed his smile, and walked towards the Ninth Elder with a smile.

Rong Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he waited outside the hall with his eyes downcast, listening to Chu Yanyu's conversation with the Ninth Elder.The more he listened, Rong Yun's face turned greener.Every sentence of Chu Yanyu's was referring to his name and his surname, so he was an ignorant junior who didn't follow the rules, contradicted his elders, and didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Rong Yun was debating whether to leave early, but he was terrified by the aura of one person: "Young master, young master."

There was no emotion in Chu Yanyu's words: "What is the identity of the Ninth Elder? What is your identity?" The voice was so loud that most of the women inside and outside the hall could hear it clearly. Rong Yun couldn't lose face, but he could only Listening to Chu Yanyu's scolding.He bit his lip, lowered his head, trying to look natural.

"understood?"

When Rong Yun saw that the girl was pulling her ears, she felt humiliated: "I know!"

Chu Yanyu left without even looking.

Rong Yun was about to cry when he was told, he was clearly targeting Chu Yanyu!Chu Yanyu clearly heard it!

Rong Yun was buried in the quilt and was sad, but was pulled out by Wen Yi: "Get up, the young master asked me to bring you a message." Rong Yun said indifferently: "What?" Wen Yi pinched Rong Yun and pushed him Said: "The young master said that today he said too much and hurt you."

Rong Yun was stunned.

Before he had time to think, he was interrupted by Wen Yi again: "Oh, Miss Rong, you have so many thoughts. If you do something wrong, you need the master to coax you." He kicked off his shoes and socks and lay beside Rong Yun .

Rong Yun smiled wryly in his heart: I have a lot of thoughts, but I never do anything wrong.

The young master always uses words to convey his words. Could it be that he feels that his thoughts are so serious that he can't believe it?

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