Is it the same with other big brothers?

After a few days, Mingzhu discovered that he didn't have an extra junior brother, but an extra mother who took care of him.

Zhou Lingxue didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, since that time he helped him tidy up the yard, he ran into his yard every day as if he had been possessed by a demon, and would scold him with a cold face whenever he saw candles throwing things around , making Ming Zhu feel uncomfortable in his own residence.

These bright candles can still be tolerated, but the most unbearable thing for him is that every morning when the hour arrives, Zhou Lingxue will always come to knock on his door and drag him to morning class. , he just stood in front of the bed without saying a word, his eyes full of indifference looked at him coldly, he woke up the bright candle abruptly, and finally had to follow him to the Wugui Hall to accept the torture.

Within a few days, Mingzhu almost collapsed, thinking that he was witty and went to sleep at Shen Di'an's place. He thought that he would have a peaceful life one day, but who would have thought that the bastard named Shen would come to him with Zhou Lingxue the next day? Singing and chattering in harmony in the room, dragging him from left to right to morning class.

These half a month was the darkest day that Mingzhu had lived since he came to Rizhao Mountain. Every time he thought of it, his face was pale and he wanted to kill himself on the spot.

Lu Qingkong fiddled with a pile of scattered iron pieces on the table without raising his head, and said perfunctorily, "So?"

Ming Zhu lay on the table, his face was full of fatigue, and even the red tears in his eyes dimmed a lot: "So, Lao Jiu, only you can save senior brother—let me make do with the night here today."

The place where Lu Qingkong lives is called Sifang Garden, which is completely different from Wen Xian's unknown layout. If it is a residence, it is better to say it is a warehouse.

The Sifang Garden is full of organ formations, even a piece of grass may be placed with subtle organs, the room is gloomy, and the roof is covered with all kinds of organ parts made of iron , densely packed and terrifying, the room was filled with a cold atmosphere.

Lu Qingkong was dressed in black and knelt on the ground, fiddling with the two pieces of iron in his hands. His fingers were very slender and nimble, and he quickly shuttled the gold thread through the hollow formation of the iron pieces, talking to Mingzhu with two purposes: "No .”

Mingzhu continued to slump on the ground, pleading: "I will only stay for a few days, and I won't touch your things."

Lu Qingkong straightened his waist slightly, stretched out his hand and poked it skillfully at the top of his head, found a pitch-black iron piece and pulled it off, continued to thread the needle with gold thread, and said coldly: "If I say no, I won't do it, get out."

Lu Qingkong probably deals with these cold iron pieces all day long. He is gloomy and cold. He always likes to tinker with and study some strange formations and mechanisms. When he is fascinated, sometimes he doesn't even care about eating and sleeping. The virtue of not having enough to eat and not sleeping warmly, his face was covered with black air, and those who didn't know it thought that the people in Rizhao abused him for no reason.

But Ming Zhu has a thick skin, and he didn't feel embarrassed when he refused. Instead, he flipped the iron plate on the top of his head boredly, and listened to the melodious sound of Jin Ge like a wind chime, as if he mentioned it unintentionally, and said lightly: "Then do you want to go to Baijian Mountain after two days?"

Sure enough, when Lu Qingkong heard about Baijian Mountain, the flying golden thread in his hand stopped abruptly. He raised his dark eyes, looked at Mingzhu coldly, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said awkwardly: "Isn't Master Are you ready to let me go?"

The candidates were decided in the morning class of the junior uncles a few days ago. Rizhao Beishan was the leader of the elder brother Mingzhu, Zhou Yingxue and Lu Qingkong were the three, Xishan female cultivator was the leader Ming Huahua and Younu, a total of five people.

Ming Zhu blinked his right eye at Lu Qingkong, and said: "Fuhua and I took you there first, can we change people or not? Is it right for you, Junior Brother?"

Lu Qingkong almost stood up against the table, he glared at Mingzhu gloomyly, just when Mingzhu thought he would lose his temper, Lu Qingkong unexpectedly quieted down, he continued to sit down and fiddle with the complicated mechanism, and said coldly: "Forget it, just take it as my retribution for threatening you last time."

Mingzhu was happy, he didn't expect his ninth junior brother to be such an open-minded person, he laughed and said: "I'm just joking, how can I change the person that my junior uncle decides at will, the junior brother depends on me For the sake of taking you to Baijian Mountain through hard work, please help me this time."

Lu Qingkong frowned impatiently, strung the three iron pieces together with a gold thread, and then replied coldly: "Okay, but I don't have a spare room, you sleep on the floor."

Mingzhu stood up and cheered. He got up too quickly and bumped his head against the fragmented mechanism hanging in the room. Immediately, his joy turned into sadness, and he squatted down with his head in his arms.

When resting at night, Mingzhu naturally refused to sleep on the floor honestly. He took advantage of Lu Qingkong's deep sleep, sneaked onto the wide bed, and fell asleep contentedly hugging the quilt.

But in Wen Xian's ignorance, Zhou Nexue stood at the door and looked at the light that hadn't been turned on on the opposite side, frowning fiercely, and asked Daotong to find out that the senior brother went to sleep in Sifangyuan, and he immediately sneered With a bang, he slammed the door and went to sleep without looking back.

Early the next morning, Mingzhu, who had slept all night with Lu Qingkong as a pillow, was kicked under the bed by the pillow, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Lu Qingkong looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "Didn't I tell you to sleep underground?"

Ming Zhu lay on the ground and didn't want to get up, he groaned and said: "The ground is so hard, I can't sleep."

Lu Qingkong snorted, got up and put the black robe on the side over his body, saying: "If you are afraid of being hard, go back to sleep."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Ming Zhu lay on the ground for a while before crawling back onto Lu Qingkong's bed, and fell asleep again in a daze.

He hid in Lu Qingkong's place for two days. Although he slept on the floor all the time, no one scolded him all day long and dragged him to morning class, so he was very happy.

On the third day, the five disciples who were going to Baijian Mountain got up early, and Hou waited for Master Guining at the disciple stage.

Mingzhu has always been able to sit and never stand, and everyone else stood respectfully, dressed in a Rizhao shirt, for fear that he would lose Rizhao's face when he went down the mountain this time, but he is different, although today he is wearing a Rizhao shirt which is rare. He was wearing a shirt, but the two cloth buttons on the front of the skirt were torn open, revealing the collarbone and half of the chest, and the belt was loose and tied with a knot, which was really rough.

He was sitting on the steps of the disciples, yawning boredly, when he saw Zhou Lingxue beside him, he didn't know which tendon was convulsed again, stretched out his hand and tugged on the sleeve of the junior brother, and whispered: "Thirteen, Xiao Shisan, are you still angry?"

Zhou Lingxue gave him a cold look, waved his sleeves, and said flatly, "Neixue dare not."

Mingzhu's eyes were full of water, and he smiled brightly at him, and said softly like coaxing a child: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I just haven't had morning class for two days, is it so serious?"

Zhou Nexue, who said "don't dare" just now, immediately turned to stare at him, and corrected: "It's three days."

Mingzhu: "Uh... well, three days is three days, don't be angry, Brother Thirteen?"

Zhou Lingxue was so angry that Ming Zhu opened his mouth when he seemed to be subdued, and could shamelessly call him brother to a ten-year-old child, and he didn't know how he was so thick-skinned.

The two were chattering aside, and Daoist Gui Ning finally came over belatedly. Seeing this, everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen the head teacher."

Mingzhu's buttocks were too heavy, and when Daoist Gui Ning came, he sat there motionless, didn't intend to get up to greet him, and lazily followed the others and hummed "I've seen the head teacher".

Master Gui Ning glanced at him indifferently, probably thinking that the mud would not stick to the wall, and this time he was unreliable at all, so he turned to Ming Huahua, who had a frosty face, and said indifferently: "When you go to Baijian Mountain this time, don't be conceited. , Find a suitable weapon and return, don't stay too long, I believe you can do this."

Ming Fuhua slightly bent over and said, "Yes."

"There is not much danger in Baijian Mountain, but you still have to be vigilant at all times and don't trust yourself, let alone try to explore the sword mound. Every step in the sword mound is dangerous, and the house is full of fire. If you enter the sword mound by mistake, you will surely die. careful."

Everyone: "Yes."

Master Gui Ning finished instructing the matters one by one, and then said to the bright candle who was hanging around, "You."

Only then did Mingzhu be willing to sit up from the ground and said: "The disciple is here."

Master Gui Ning's eyes were like sword lights, and he seemed to want to say something, but he paused when his eyes touched Zhou Nexue and Lu Qingkong, and waved his hand after a while, saying: "You know what I want to say, so you can do it yourself .”

Mingzhu sneered in his heart when he heard the words, what did he want to say?Are you worried that you will take this opportunity to escape from Rizhao Mountain?

But in front of other juniors and juniors, he couldn't be too presumptuous, so he nodded slightly and didn't speak anymore, his face was abnormally cold.

Ever since the junior uncle named Beishan's three candidates, Mingzhu, who had been planning to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from Rizhao, felt cold. He had always thought that even if Yi Ling couldn't go, Yan Xueyu could still count as half of the battle. Li went to protect Zhou Lingxue and Lu Qingkong together, and then he would find an opportunity to escape directly from the team. When the time came, the sky and the earth would be big, and no matter how many capable people there were in Rizhao Mountain, they would definitely not be able to find themselves.

But until now, the wishful thinking that Mingzhu was crackling was hacked, and even his heart was broken into pieces.

In the past few days, he has always had this thought from time to time: "Why don't you just run away, they should not encounter any danger in Baijian Mountain, and I can't help you there, maybe you will get in the way .”

But soon, he groaned and grabbed his hair and slammed his head on the table: "It's a pity that Lu Qingkong has a useless spiritual vein, and Zhou Yunxue has no spiritual vein. If they encounter danger, they don't even have the ability to protect themselves. What if something goes wrong?"

"If you don't take this opportunity to escape, you won't have a chance to go out in the future."

"But if you leave those two juniors this time and encounter danger, don't you want to regret it for the rest of your life?"

"escape!"

"What to do in case of danger..."

His mind was filled with these two extreme thoughts back and forth, and he was so annoyed that he lost a lot of hair, and he was about to go bald, so he settled down in despair.

"Forget it, I owe those two bastards." Mingzhu stared blankly at the void and murmured, "If these two bastards can't find a suitable weapon, I'll throw them in Baijian Mountain and never bring them back gone."