I have been assisting these years

Qi Jin never thought that he would live with Feng Changyu one day.

Although Yiting Misty Rain is quite big, it does not only have one room.

But this feeling is really strange.

It's like going to sleep in a place where other dogs have pissed.

……

It seems strange to describe it this way.

Her expression was not good along the way.

Several inner disciples holding the box followed Wen Xuanqing, curious about the current situation.

"If I can also live in Yiting..."

"Just you? Stop dreaming..."

"But I think Senior Sister Qi is also very reluctant. When can I become a direct disciple? I also want to..."

"But why can the person in front just..."

……

Wen Xuanqing: Is it really okay for you to be so loud?

He was just muttering in his heart, and Qi Jin in front turned his head to look at the group of inner disciples behind him.

She has a good reputation in the sect. After all, Yu Qingque's internal and external sects and direct disciples are all in the same class.

It's just that many lessons of the direct disciples are taught separately from the disciples of the inner and outer sects, but when they meet occasionally, they still chat for a few words.

In addition, Yuqingque disciples are not allowed to go down the mountain privately, and the head of the Moon Gate is not around all the year round, and the deputy chief is basically in charge of the inner disciples. No one can control Qi Jin, the direct disciple who is alone. .

It was as quiet as a chicken for a while.

Once the thing is put down, it can run faster than a dog.

Shuzheng went in to organize things first, it was still early.

Qi Jin didn't want to stay here either, so he reached out and took the pig cage from Wen Xuanqing's hand, "I'll take you to Cuiling Mountain later."

She turned around and walked quickly, Wen Xuanqing was still in place.

"Why are you standing still, go back and pack your things, and then go to deputy director Lan to get your jade token, so that I won't have to wait for you when I come out."

"Oh."

Wen Xuanqing also nodded.

Feng Changyu didn't say a word, but the young man felt uncomfortable, so he said hello and left.

He seemed to feel that Feng Changyu's gaze behind him was like a thorn, walking with the same hands and feet, and almost fell into the lotus pond.

……

Qi Jin originally lived very close to Feng Changyu, but now that he moved directly to his place, he felt uncomfortable.

The Yunjing Building next door is still closed to Changyu, so she can only live in this small inner room. The only advantage is that she can see the peach blossoms when she opens the window.

It's too pink, but the pear blossoms are still beautiful.

She thought it would be time to change them.

Shuzheng just listened to her master muttering, she followed Qi Jin from Jing Yu, her cultivation base was good, and Qi Jin was much older, so she couldn't help interjecting——

"It's not too small here."

And it's even more extravagant, the incense seems to be made of high-quality materials, and it feels refreshing as soon as you enter it.

Qi Jin snorted, "Master is biased."

She fell in love with this place when she first started, and Deputy Lan said it was not allowed.

Shuzheng: Master is too vengeful.

Qi Jin glanced at her and muttered, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Qi Wujin's own memory is very clear to her, but it is because it is too clear, as if she has really experienced it, which makes her feel awkward.

Not real, but not fake.

She smiled at Shuzheng, then pointed to the black pig that was humming in the pig cage, "Is it hungry?"

……

Wen Xuanqing was not familiar with people in Yuqingque, so he was very obedient, took his jade card from deputy director Lan, and stood under the moon wheel to wait for Qi Jin.

Cuiling Mountain is a special place for Yuqingque's disciples to take lessons, and the class time is staggered. This time is just when the outer disciples are leaving school, and he saw a group of disciples walking down Cuiling Mountain from a long distance away.

The robes of the outer disciples were uniform blue, and they walked down the long steps in groups, like swimming green snakes.

The sun hangs on the mountain in the distance, the sea of ​​clouds is churning with gold, the birds are singing and flying, and there is the sound of waterfalls.

He could see it fascinated, and suddenly remembered a female monk he met in hiding after his mother died.

The opponent suppressed his evil spirit, making the time for him to transform into a prototype fixed.

He had forgotten what the other person looked like, but it was different from the monks he saw on the street, like a fairy.

"You have a good foundation. If you have the chance, go to Yuqing Temple to practice Taoism."

Ordinary people yearn for longevity, but luck and roots are such things, no matter whether you are rich or poor, there are some children from rich families who can't get on the path of cultivation, and there are also children from poor families who take the test and successfully cultivate Taoism.

He wasn't even considered an ordinary person, and he hadn't thought about it after hearing so many stories about cultivating Taoism in teahouses on the street, how the Lord of the Battle of the Three Realms used his own power to drive back the demons and ghosts.

"I'm a half-demon, that's not allowed."

That winter was very cold, and his ears were so cold that he had chilblains, which were piercingly painful.

A elixir was handed to his mouth, "What are you afraid of, maybe you will become a pillar of the human world one day?"

The woman's voice was soft and vague.

Until now, even the sound has been forgotten.

Many inner disciples also came back from Cuiling Mountain. When they passed the moon, they couldn't help but glance at the young man standing beside the stone lion at the palace gate.

The moon-white repair robe always looked nondescript on him, maybe because his skin color was too dark, or maybe because of his cowardly expression.

It's different from Feng Changyu and Qi Jin.

Feng Changyu looked like a cultivator, although the overall temperament was a bit crooked.

Qi Jin has the standard face of a cultivator, even though she is wearing a cultivating robe and the silver line is dazzling, it doesn't make people think that she is an ordinary person.

Wen Xuanqing's body is thin, and his face has little flesh, but it has no edges and corners, and it looks small, and he is a bit afraid to look at people, so he can't stand on the stage no matter how he looks at it.

It's not like a direct disciple.

When the direct disciples of the other three sects communicate with other sects of Taoism, which one is not immortal and dao bone is self-contained.

When Qi Jin came out, he saw Wen Xuanqing with his head down, looking like a wimp.

Is this really, yes, in that outline, killing the Quartet, yes, the male protagonist?

She glanced at the inner disciple who was still muttering.

A group of people suddenly walked away.

Wen Xuanqing looked sideways slightly, only to see Qi Jin looking at him with a straight face.

"division……"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up to Cuiling Mountain to get your course list, and take you to see your love sister by the way."

"Not my sister."

Wen Xuanqing emphasized it again.

"Yes, yes, it's not the love sister, but the good sister."

The teasing in Qi Jin's tone was obvious, and the word "good sister" was bitten by her with a long aftertaste. Wen Xuanqing really didn't know how to refute, so he turned his head and walked away first.

Qi Jin shouted from behind: "Do you know how to get there?"

The young man's voice was muffled: "I know."

Then Qi Jin watched helplessly as Wen Xuanqing almost fell.

Holding the young man by the back collar, she almost laughed out loud, "There is a circle in the middle of Yunqiao, you have to step on it with at least one foot, right?"

Wen Xuanqing let out a cry.

Qi Jin stood beside him and saw the other's ears that were so red that they were about to bleed.

I don't know whether to be angry or ashamed.

Pretty fun.

But immediately Qi Jin couldn't laugh anymore.

Wen Xuanqing took his class schedule and glanced quietly at the one in Qi Jin's hand.

It seems to be similar to his class.

With a dull face, he numbly watched Qi Jin arguing to the teacher in charge in the crowded classroom.

"Mr. Zhang, why do I have to start again after I have finished repairing?"

Qi Jin is going crazy, if her anger can keep rising, she can probably burn her hair off.

She managed to make it through, how could she start over...

Not to mention the embarrassment, how many teachers she has bribed in these years is also a huge loss.

"I'm just a person who is responsible for copying the instructions of the heads of various schools. What's the use of you telling me?" Qi Jin called Mr. Zhang a man with white beard and hair. Formed into a small roll and tied with a red string.

Only the class schedule of direct disciples is the red string.

Qi Jin knew he couldn't escape.

"Is it Master's request?"

Wen Xuanqing swore that his second senior sister was about to cry.

It made him a little scared too.

How difficult are these lessons to make this cruel woman cry?

"Look," Mr. Zhang pulled out a piece of yellow paper from the table behind him. Qi Jin recognized that it was a high-level messenger talisman paper, and he couldn't solve it without any cultivation.

"Is the seal on your moon gate correct?"

Qi Jin nodded and stopped struggling.

The black and white words on the yellow paper are all about her master's hatred of her, wishing she could start over.

"However, if I remember correctly this kind of swordsmanship, your elder sister has completed it with full marks, so it's no problem for you to learn from her."

No need.

Wen Xuanqing clearly saw her second senior sister roll her eyes.

It seems that there is still a disagreement in the division.

Obviously there are only three people with him...

"You take it away first, and then say hello to your master to see if it's all right."

Qi Jin reluctantly took away his schedule, and gave Wen Xuanqing a bitter look.

The young man's eyes were clear, without the slightest hint of ridicule.

Qi Jin sighed, and suddenly felt that it was good to know nothing.

She patted Wen Xuanqing's shoulder, "Xuan Tu, senior sister will take you to see your love sister."

Wen Xuanqing almost didn't jump up, "Wh, what kind of rabbit, don't talk nonsense!"

He looked around while talking, Qi Jin laughed at his appearance, and pulled him to the star gate.

The Star Gate is the farthest from the Moon Gate, but there is also a direct cloud bridge from Cuiling Mountain. When it was the inner gate of the Star Gate, Wen Xuanqing was dizzy.

He seems a little dizzy.

It is not uncommon for people to visit each other, but no one has ever set foot on the Moon Gate.

For one thing, Leng Qiuzi, the director of Yuemen, is too cold and doesn't show up very often. Moreover, her Qiuqin Gengxian is well-known and frightening.

Secondly, there is no one worth visiting in the Yuemen Gate, the inner disciples dare not move around, and the direct disciple Feng Changyu is a flower of Gaoling, no one dares to approach.

Qi Jin, the second disciple, is too useless. Even though she is the president of the Four Schools Bagua Association, she is not good enough to visit, so this is the first time she visits.

The flowers and plants inside the star gate are busier than the moon gate.

Moreover, the aroma made Qi Jin feel like visiting a kiln, but it's not surprising that there is such a boss.

She randomly picked up an inner sect disciple and inquired about it.

Just when he asked where Yu Ling was, a special voice sounded from behind, like a broken gong.

"Isn't this Junior Sister Qijin? Why don't you come to visit me when you have time?"

Su Mingzhen didn't even wear a tiara today, and tied a loose bun behind his head, his bangs were like clouds, don't worry, a bunch of them fell off after he finished speaking.

Her figure is really flat enough, every time Qi Jin sees it, he has to sigh.

However, the brothers from the Star Gate wore the same repair robes, so they probably weren't as straight as hers.

Like the pine, it is still too high, just like now, his speech and demeanor reveal a condescension.

Upsetting.

"I'm here to find Yuling."

Su Mingzhen laughed, her voice was really ugly.

Qi Jin was shocked when he heard it for the first time, but after a group of people chatted in the hot spring, he realized that Su Mingzhen was like this before he started.

It was supposed to be dumb, and the elixir couldn't fix it, so it turned into this sound of broken copper and rotten iron colliding.

However, she doesn't have a sinister voice, and it's easy to forget her voice when she laughs.

"You care about that younger sister very much." Su Mingzhen grinned, bent down and grabbed the little bell tied on Qi Jin's thin braided tail, "What's your relationship with her?"

Qi Jin patted Su Mingzhen's hand away, and pulled Wen Xuanqing over, "It's my junior brother's neighbor, since they are all disciples in Que, what's the point of seeing each other."

"It's better to demolish ten temples than destroy one family, Deputy Secretary Su."

Wen Xuanqing was about to refute when Qi Jin stepped on him.

Su Mingzhen shrugged, "I'll take you there so you don't get lost."

Just as she was about to take Qi Jin away, a disciple from the Yuemen Gate ran over from behind and shouted at Qi Jin panting, "Senior Sister Qi, wait a minute!"

Qi Jin turned around.

Feixin is not allowed to transmit voices in Yuqing Temple, and disciples from inner and outer sects are sent every time.

"Eldest sister asked you to go back earlier. She said that in order to celebrate you living with her, she specially invited the chef at the foot of the mountain to cook your favorite food."

Qi Jin was terrified.

Wen Xuanqing's complexion was pale, and he remembered Qi Jin's words about braised rabbit meat.

Su Mingzhen was very interested, so he groaned, and said to the disciple who was repairing the robe of Yuebai——

"Go back and tell Feng Changyu, since she is already living with Junior Sister Qi, it's not too late, let her wait."