The priest is a loser

When Mu Changxian came to Yuefu, he was ushered into a flower-scented garden by servants in the mansion. He walked through the quiet path and saw Qin Sheng standing in front of the pavilion holding a fan and smiling slightly. Seeing him, he turned sideways with a smile and said, "I was talking about you, Brother Chang Xian, but I didn't expect you to come here."

The two people beside him also looked this way when they heard the words.

"Brother Mu."

At the beginning of the month, he changed into a water-blue robe, and the breeze blew, and the bright moonlight shone on his silk robe like the sea, sparkling, like a little fairy fish that fell into the mortal world from the Milky Way, It's just that the injured arm is hung with gauze in front of the body, which really hinders the appearance.

"En." Mu Changxian nodded, just in time to meet the old man with white beard standing in the middle.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like torches, even though his temples were stained white with frost, he was still as imposing as a lion ready to go. He was Gong Chen, the current leader of the martial arts alliance.

Mu Changxian reacted and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Gong."

Gong Chen looked at him quietly, before nodding his head meaningfully.

Yue Yue smiled and said: "Brother Qin just said that you are brave and fearless, and you broke through Shen Shizhi's trick in Shuize City by yourself. After hearing this, the leader praised you for being young and promising, and said that he must meet you."

"..." Mu Changxian looked at Qin Sheng, and Qin Sheng looked away again, and said haha, "Haha, the night wind is strangely cold, let's talk in the pavilion, what do you think, Mr. Yue? "

Yue Yue is smart, so he naturally understood what Qin Cheng meant. He shook his head pretending to be apologetic, and replied: "Brother Qin said yes, but Yue is not feeling well, so he will leave first. If you need anything, just tell my mansion The next person is, it is really rude."

"It doesn't matter, the body is still important." The leader looked at Yue Yue and said with a serious tone: "As for your father Yue Zizhen, if what you said is true, the Wulin League will give him the sentence he deserves, but in order to calm everyone's emotions, I will still send someone to monitor you these few days, I have wronged you."

Hearing this, Chu Yue lowered his eyelashes slightly, and replied in a low voice: "Thank you, leader."

The matter seemed to have been resolved before he came. Mu Changxian took a step back unconsciously. Qin Sheng saw it sharply, grabbed his wrist and pulled him back, and said deliberately: "Brother Changxian, don't you Are you feeling unwell too?"

"..." Mu Changxian resisted the twitching of the corner of his mouth, stared at him and forced a smile, "There is... a little."

Qin Sheng let go of him, clasped his hands behind his back, and shook his head in embarrassment, "This is impossible, the leader has something to tell you."

The leader looked over and asked with concern: "Mu Shaoxia, is there something urgent?"

Qin Sheng looked at him gloatingly, and Mu Chang chattered, so he and Qin Sheng had no choice but to follow the leader up the stone steps in front of the pavilion.

He looked at Mingyue and sighed in his heart, but he didn't see Qiu'an for a short time, so he missed him terribly.

He sat down opposite Qin Sheng in a daze, and suddenly heard a movement, turned his head and saw a monk with a handsome face appearing among the flowers, and there was a bright red petal on his bald head.

"Master!?" Mu Changxian was surprised, looking at the monk and at the calm and composed leader as if he had already foreseen that a monk and Qin Sheng would emerge from the flowers.

The monk recited the Buddha's name silently, raised his plain robe and walked towards them, the petals above his head swirled leisurely and fell to the ground.

"You..." Mu Changxian stood up, as if he had a premonition in his heart.

The monk stood still in front of them, folded his palms and bent over.

Leader: "When the old man met Duan Han in the south of the Yangtze River, he was still a little-known swordsman who was fearless. I vaguely remember that there was a gentle woman beside him, presumably it was your mother."

"..." Mu Changxian looked at Qin Sheng, who was sipping gin and ignoring his gaze.

"Amitabha..." The monk recited the Buddha's name again, and said, "This has nothing to do with the Lord Qin. It was the poor monk who told the Lord the whole story privately."

Only then did Qin Sheng look at him with a look of 'Look, it's not me'.

"Sit down, I think your father also hopes that you can restore the scenery of Duan's Villa?"

Mu Changxian remained silent, with his right hand resting on his father's sword.

On the way back, Mu Changxian was still thinking about the affairs of Duan's Villa, looking down at the Patriarch's Token delivered by the monk in his hand.

Qin Sheng waved his fan beside him, and suddenly asked, "I'm curious what you are doing in Yuefu?"

Mu Changxian came back to his senses, and stuffed the token into his clothes, "I wanted to help him, but I owe him a favor after all."

"What kind of favor?" Qin Sheng rolled his eyes, "Let me guess... is it related to that person? When I first met him, I could tell at a glance that he was a loser. Among them, I prefer a face like Yue Yue's."

Mu Changxian glanced at him, and Qin Sheng said again: "However, Moon Moon is not a kind person. You can only look at it, but never get close to it. Dongfang Yun is different..."

As he talked, he stopped talking and looked longingly into the distance.

Mu Changxian ignored him, thinking that he might need to clean up.

It was late at night, and only the street where Yihonglou was located was still illuminated by lanterns. The beautiful singing from inside flowed into people's dry hearts like a clear spring in the mountains. The plaque of Yihong Building said: "Go, let's go shopping!"

"?" Mu Changxian resisted very much and asked, "Are you healed?"

"Is this okay?"

"Did you just talk about Elder Dongfang?" Mu Changxian asked in disbelief, but Qin Sheng raised his eyebrows confidently and said, "I haven't got him yet, have I?"

"Then you go by yourself, I have to go back to accompany Qiu An."

"It's all here, how can there be any reason to leave?!"

Two people pull each other, one wants to leave and the other doesn't want to let people go.

In short, he was injured during the day, and no one can beat anyone.

The Shadow Guard of Fengyu Building who was hiding in the dark waited for a while, and seeing that none of them would stop first, they rushed out nervously to persuade them to fight.

"Hey...don't call the host!"

"Hero Mu, calm down, our host is wrong!"

"Don't, don't...don't slap your face!"

"Lord! Why do you insist on dragging Mu Daxia to the brothel?"

"I can't persuade you any more! Hurry up! Go back to Fengyulou and call Mr. Liu and the little landlord over here!"

The scene was out of control, a shadow guard escaped from the crowd, jumped onto the eaves in a panic, and returned to the Wind and Rain Tower in a short while. He tore off the black scarf covering his face, held the door and kept panting: "Quick, quick!" Someone come to try to persuade you... The landlord and Mu Daxia started fighting in front of Yihong Building!"

His voice was drowned in the noise of ping-pong-pong. He raised his eyes in doubt, but saw a person running out of the building in a panic, and said to him: "Run! What are you looking at! Mr. Liu of the Great Xia Mu Fighting with the elders of the Devil's Cult!" Immediately, more people escaped from the building, some even hadn't put on their shoes and socks.

"To drink or not to drink?" Dongfang Yun held the bone flute, and a group of Gu snakes twisted their bodies behind him, spitting snake letters from time to time.

"Don't drink, don't drink, don't drink!" Liu Qiuan stuck out his tongue at him, and then jumped down from the second floor like a rabbit,

"Okay!" Dongfang Yun gritted his teeth and caught up with him. Where the two of them passed, a group of snakes danced wildly, and the precious decorations in the building shattered to the ground.