When Long Aotian Dressed as a White Lotus

When Ling Xiao, Yun Huan, and Zhai Tingshen were sent out from the main peak by Ling Zhengqing to rest in their respective residences, a full moon had already hung in the dark blue sky.

Ling Xiao raised his head subconsciously, and saw that the jade plate in the sky was indeed bright and round, hanging quietly in the night sky, surrounded by a few bright stars.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but stop.

Yun Huan had already bid farewell to the two of them, and was led by other disciples to the mountain where he lived.However, Zhai Tingshen stopped and turned to look at Ling Xiao.

The beauty looks up at the moon in the night, her chin and neck show smooth and beautiful arcs, she is as cool and graceful as a fairy under the moon, transcending the world.

Even Zhai Tingshen admits that he has seen countless beautiful women on weekdays, but he has never been tempted.Only the one in front of him was so beautiful that his heartbeat almost stopped.

It seemed that there was a strange force, like fate, guiding him towards the person in front of him.

Let him sink in front of her involuntarily.

Di Ting said deeply, sure enough, this woman is different.She must be a gift from God.

The trip of Emperor Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty, which was originally considered boring and monotonous, suddenly became extremely interesting.

When Ling Xiao moved his eyes away from the moon, he immediately met this man's gaze.

This person's cold and dark eyes were staring at him without any hesitation, which shocked Ling Xiao even for a moment.

After the surprise, there was spontaneous anger.

"What are you looking at?" Ling Xiao asked coldly.

Di Ting hooked the corners of his lips charmingly, and said, "Woman, you don't need to know."

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, resisting the desire to draw his sword and take this man's life.

A visitor is a guest.He said it silently in his heart several times before he put his trembling fingers off the scabbard.

"...you must be Daoist Zhai who forgot my name." Ling Xiao's teeth tightened, the muscles of his cheeks tightened, and he squeezed out a voice from between his teeth. "At Lingxiao, Zhai Daoyou can just call me by his name."

Di Ting curled one corner of his lips deeply, his expression was arrogant and cold: "Let me remember your name, you are not qualified yet."

Zhai Tingshen would not say that, just seeing the other party gnashing his teeth when he provoked him, he would be extremely happy.

He is used to pleasing himself.

Ling Xiao turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, Zhai Tingshen actually called him: "Don't you have anything for me?"

Ling Xiao turned around: "What?"

Then, he saw Di Tingshen's long, narrow and stern eyes hanging down pointingly, looking at the paper bag containing mooncakes in his arms.

Ling Xiao frowned.

Seeing that he didn't seem to understand what he meant, Zhai Ting felt happy, but his face was cold, and reminded reservedly: "I haven't tasted the flavor of folk moon cakes yet."

A sneer appeared on Ling Xiao's lips, and he said mercilessly, "What does it have to do with me?"

After all, Ling Xiao stepped on the sword and flew away.

The disciples who guided Zhai Tingshen did not expect Fairy Ling Xiao not only to have high vision, but also to be so courageous that she would dare to embarrass Zhai Zhenren face to face.

But they didn't expect that they heard Zhai Ting's deep and magnetic laughter, which was diffused in the wind with a little bit of joy.

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As soon as Ling Xiao stood firmly on the sword, he heard a system notification sound in his ear:

[drop!Zhai Ting's favorability has increased by 50 points, the current favorability is 100, and the current favorability level is heart-wrenching. ]

Ling Xiao was taken aback, and almost fell off the sword.

Then, he said to the system: "I think you should report to your leader. The error or omission in your data should be Zhai Tingshen." Speaking of this, he added.

"Zhai Tingshen must be sick."

The system heard the words and said: "No, host! Zhai Tingshen's personality is like this originally. Before the players evaluated the most popular character, the first was Qin Jiangli, and the second was him!"

Ling Xiao frowned, puzzled: "...why do you like him?"

The system said: "The players said, he is cute in sand sculpture."

Ling Xiao didn't ask what a "sand sculpture" is - it must be no different from what he imagined.

Then, the system persuaded: "This Zhai Tingshen, that's it. The more you go against him, the more energetic he will be. Host, from now on...you should follow him a bit."

Ling Xiao refused straight away: "Impossible."

The system worried: "But according to this speed, Zhai Tingshen's favorability will be full soon, and your mission will fail!"

Ling Xiao remained silent.

So, amidst the persuasion of the system, he went all the way back to Yuehua Peak.

When they arrived at the peak, the lights in Qin Jiangli's house were still on.When Ling Xiao landed, he saw Qin Jiangli walking out of the house after hearing the sound, holding a scroll in his hand.

"Disciple welcomes Master back to the peak." Qin Jiangli said. "The disciple has already made tea on the stove, so I'll bring it to Master." Then he turned and went to the kitchen.

"Wait." Ling Xiao called to stop him.

Qin Jiangli turned around, and saw that Ling Xiao raised his hand, and the door of his cave opened wide, and then, a carved table and two grand master chairs were swept by the breeze, and landed firmly in the courtyard.

"Come here, sit down." Ling Xiao said.Then, he put the oil-paper bag in his hand on the table and pushed it in Qin Jiangli's direction.

"Today should be a folk festival." Ling Xiao said. "I saw that the moonlight was just right today, so I bought some cakes for today's festival."

Qin Jiangli was stunned, sat down beside him, and said with a smile: "...Thank you, Master, I haven't celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival yet."

Ling Xiao looked at him, feeling distressed for a moment.

Then he said, "Neither have I."

He said such a blunt comforting sentence, and after saying it, he felt stiff and ashamed.But when he looked at Qin Jiangli, he saw that his brows and eyes softened when he smiled.

"It is said that today is to eat moon cakes and have a family reunion." Qin Jiangli said as he opened the paper bag.

As soon as the paper bag was opened, more than a dozen moon cakes were exposed.Because the package was a little tight, there were still a few gurgling and rolling to the side.

Ling Xiao himself doesn't know what mooncakes are delicious.The shop that sells mooncakes has a wide variety of varieties, so he simply asked the shopkeeper to make one for him.

Therefore, his bag of mooncakes is indeed quite a lot, no wonder Di Tingshen thought he had his share.

"I don't know what tastes delicious, so I just took a few." Ling Xiao looked at the mooncakes scattered all over the table, and said nonchalantly. "What flavor do you like, write it down, and I will buy it for you next year as a teacher."

Then, he met Qin Jiangli's gaze.

His eyes seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to contain other emotions.His eyes are as deep as a deep pool, although the surface is calm, but the inside is unfathomable, and it is unknown how many emotions are hidden.

Ling Xiao was taken aback for a moment, feeling his heart beating wildly for no apparent reason.

Then, he heard Qin Jiangli say with a smile: "My disciple, thank you, Master. This is my... first Mid-Autumn Festival in this life."

Naturally, he had never celebrated this festival in his previous life.

Then, Qin Jiangli said: "Family reunion is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now that I am in Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty, I have no family members in the world. Being able to celebrate the festival with Master is a reunion."

Ling Xiao hummed, feeling his heart was warm and swollen, and he felt a little sour.

This kid is really annoying.

Then, he heard Qin Jiangli say with a bit of sourness in his voice: "The disciple's mother passed away on the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao subconsciously said: "People have their own life and death, and she deserves to be like this. I can't blame others, let alone your fault."

He knew that if it wasn't for the fact that everyone blamed Qin Jiangli's mother's death on him, Qin Jiangli would not have wandered around and finally defected to Qing Xuanzong.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiangli shook his head.

"No," he said. "Mother's death is the fault of others."

Then, he looked up at Ling Xiao, and said: "At that time, it was my mother who was poor and sick, and she made money by washing clothes for the rich peasants in the village. The rich peasant's wife refused to pay her, and she kept procrastinating, and the family couldn't buy it. Mother died when the medicine was started."

Ling Xiao felt that Qin Jiangli's gaze towards him became scorching and firm.

He heard Qin Jiangli go on to say: "It was indeed my fault. I couldn't protect my mother and couldn't make money, so I let her die on the Mid-Autumn Festival. After that, the benefactor in Xianlai Town did the same. He saved my life. I don't even have the ability to avenge him."

Ling Xiao's heart ached from what he said: "Aren't you..."

Then, he heard Qin Jiangli say.

"But not in the future," he said. "Master, stop here. In the future, I will definitely protect the person I care about and prevent anyone from hurting him."

Qin Jiangli looked at him, his eyes were dark and deep, Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Qin Jiangli's tone was clearly calm and indifferent, and his expression was nothing special.However, when Ling Xiao looked at him, he always had the illusion that he could definitely do it.

I don't know why I have such an illusion about such a little waste that I protect under my wings.

And, vaguely, somewhere in the heart, there is still some inexplicable scorching heat.

...It should be a relief.Ling Xiao thought.

"Well, you can definitely do it. Even if you can't, I will do it for you as a teacher." After speaking, he took out a mooncake from the oil-paper bag and put it in Qin Jiangli's hand, saying. "Let's eat."

Qin Jiangli nodded and thanked him, took the mooncake, broke it in half, and handed it to Ling Xiao.

"Master, you should try it too." He looked at Ling Xiao.

Since Ling Xiao established the foundation in his previous life, he has never eaten any mortal things, and his tongue has long forgotten all the flavors of the world.

On weekdays, when he watched the food of mortals, he only felt that it was dirt that wanted to invade the human body, and he was unwilling to touch it at all.

However, he didn't know whether it was because the moonlight was so beautiful tonight, or because Qin Jiangli's eyes made him unable to refuse.

He stretched out his hand to take the half moon cake.

As a result, at this moment, there was a sound of wind in the night sky.

A disciple stumbled over with his sword, panting heavily, jumped in front of the two of them, and hurriedly saluted:

"I'm bothering Fairy Ling Xiao! But...But I asked Cultivator Zhai from Jianmen, asking my disciple to invite you over immediately, and said...that I have something important to discuss!"