【Ice Autumn】Crossing Mountain Spring

Yue Qingyuan explained the reason, and it really was a matter of Shuanghu City.He said: "Qingqiu, you asked me to help you pay attention to the opportunity to bring your disciples to experience training last month. I think Shuanghu City is very suitable, so I came to ask you if you can take it."

Shen Qingqiu nodded, "Senior Brother Sect Leader, I'm sorry, Qingqiu will leave in a few days."

Yue Qingyuan said, "Okay. While you are away, Junior Brother, you must be careful in everything. There is one more thing—"

He put down the teacup in his hand, "Qingqiu, do you still remember the one in the mountain city?"

Luo Binghe came in with an exquisite white porcelain teapot, and refilled their cups with tea.

Yue Qingyuan praised, "You little apprentice, you have become more and more outstanding in the past two years."

Shen Qingqiu smiled reservedly, and couldn't help asking, "Senior brother just said that, but what happened?"

Logically speaking, no.At the beginning, he also asked Yue Qingyuan for instructions, and specially invited Zhaohua Temple to visit, and re-reinforced the barrier for several layers.

No. [-] in the industry is unreliable, who else can we rely on?

Yue Qingyuan saw what he was thinking, and smiled, "You don't have to worry, Junior Brother, it's not that something went wrong. After Zhaohua Temple helped us build the barrier, the Cangqiong Mountain Sect sent people to check and strengthen it regularly. Peaks take turns to go, this time it's Qing Jing Peak's turn."

Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "It's easy to say. When Shuanghu City returns, Qingqiu will send his disciples there."

As for who to go with, you still need to think about it.

After Yue Qingyuan left, Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu, and said slowly, "If Master is undecided, why don't you ask me to go. Anyway, the disciple from the mountain city has been with Master before, so he can get acquainted with it."

Shen Qingqiu nodded slightly.

also good.I remember that in the last life, around this time, he began to hand over some tasks to Luo Binghe one after another. Anyway, this kid has always been reliable in handling things, and it is very trouble-free.

Shen Qingqiu stood up, glanced slightly, and blurted out, "How did this happen?"

He grabbed Luo Binghe's arm and looked at the bruise on that wrist.

Luo Binghe seemed to have been electrocuted, and wanted to hold back, "Master... it's okay!"

Shen Qingqiu pushed up Luo Binghe's sleeve, and saw several scratches and bruises.

Luo Binghe lowered his head and did not speak.

Shen Qingqiu withdrew his hands, and there were blue veins throbbing faintly on his forehead, "...It's the people from Baizhan Peak again, isn't it?"

Luo Binghe quickly rolled up his sleeves, "It's just an ordinary exchange of ideas, Master, don't worry."

Shen Qingqiu raised his eyebrows lightly, "Usually a match? A group of people pick you?"

Luo Binghe stretched out his hand to hold the wound on his wrist, looked at Shen Qingqiu, and said softly, "Master, there is no need to worry, even if this is the case, they may not necessarily be able to beat the disciple."

Yes yes yes, I know that the male lead is the most powerful in the whole book!

But is this really conducive to scientific and healthy learning and communication?

It seemed that it was necessary for him to take some time to sit with Liu Qingge.

A few days later, after everything was sorted out, Shen Qingqiu and his party set off for Shuanghu City.

Shen Qingqiu's carriage stopped beside the mountain gate, several accompanying horses were tied beside it, and a group of disciples carried various items, shuttled between them, and arranged them up and down.

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes and rested his mind in the carriage, shaking his folding fan slowly, feeling relaxed and joyful.

After all, the feeling of "with the script in hand, I own the world" is really cool.

The scene of the previous life flashed before his eyes, Shen Qingqiu suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes, stretched out the folding fan, and opened the curtain.

Looking around, Shen Qingqiu opened his mouth and stopped Ming Fan who happened to pass by the carriage, "Ming Fan, why are there only nine horses?"

There was a bit of sternness in his tone.

Ming Fan shrugged in fright, and said with a mournful face, "Master, Master, these things are all handled by Brother Luo..."

Shen Qingqiu was taken aback for a moment, just as Luo Binghe lifted the curtain of the carriage, carried a set of white jade chessboards onto the carriage, and then began to take care of things in the carriage.

Shen Qingqiu: ...

Luo Binghe showed a shy smile, bowed his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Master, this disciple suddenly felt unwell yesterday, if he rides a horse by force, I'm afraid it will drag Master's hind legs..."

Ghosts believe you! Don’t argue that you are the one with the best body!

Ming Fan curled his lips and let out a "hum", then turned his head and walked away.

As if he had done something wrong, Luo Binghe didn't say much, and carefully pushed a plate of delicate dragon beard pastry towards Shen Qingqiu, looking at him eagerly.

Hey, forget it.

Shen Qingqiu sighed, they were already at the mountain gate, and it was impossible to find another horse.

Just this time! Just this time! From now on, we will treat everyone equally and never tolerate them!

Looking at Shen Qingqiu's expression, Luo Binghe slowly revealed a smile.

The carriage drove slowly along the main road, Shen Qingqiu took a look at the file and put it aside.Anyway, I already knew it in my heart, and I didn't even pretend to study it carefully, so I took a classic book and flipped through it randomly.

Of course, he didn't let Luo Binghe sit idle.

Luo Binghe sat across from him, obediently copying out pages of ancient books, glanced at Shen Qingqiu from time to time, and occasionally met his eyes, and immediately lowered his head with a reddish face.

Shen Qingqiu put down the book and rubbed between his brows, and opened the curtain to see the scenery outside, when he heard faint laughter coming from ahead.

Shen Qingqiu took a closer look and saw two horses walking side by side on the side of the road. The two on the horses were Ming Fan and Ning Yingying.

Shen Qing only saw a pair of backs, and didn't know what they were talking about, but the two of them were in a good mood, turning their heads and laughing from time to time.

Shen Qingqiu was very pleased.

Although the last time the quarrel seemed a bit serious, but after all, they were children, and the quarrel came and went quickly, and they made up in a blink of an eye.

The turmoil along the way was calm, and when they arrived in Shuanghu City, they met Mr. Chen who had an accident at home, so naturally they exchanged pleasantries.

Faced with the snivel and tears, who spoke a thousand words, wished to hold Shen Qingqiu and cry, Shen Qingqiu resolutely pretended to be cold, and as soon as he entered the gate, he quickly slipped into the guest room.

Although, there is no ooc restriction in this life, but Shen Qingqiu still feels that what he did in the previous life was extremely wise.

After comforting Mr. Chen who lost his two concubines, the group packed their bags and settled down in Chen's residence.

Shen Qingqiu rested in the guest room, recalling the plot of his previous life, originally thought that Ming Fan would knock on his door, but he didn't expect that the door rang in the evening, and it was Luo Binghe who came in.

Shen Qingqiu looked at the dossier in Luo Binghe's hand, and seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help asking, "But what clues did you find?"

Luo Binghe nodded, told Shen Qingqiu all the details, and finally said, "This disciple thinks it's something from the Demon Race."

"En." Shen Qingqiu nodded without any surprise, paused, then seemed to remember something, and asked, "Where are Ming Fan and your senior sister?"

Shen Qingqiu was vaguely worried as he didn't see Ning Yingying who was the most noisy for most of the afternoon.

Luo Binghe said, "Senior Sister Ning and Brother Ming Fan went to the market together, and they haven't come back yet."

Tsk, I'm afraid it's going to be a monster again.

Also, when did the relationship between these two children get so good?

Shen Qingqiu frowned, Luo Binghe put the dossier into the drawer, and said softly, "The disciple found that this place is very lively at night, and the boats and cars have been tiring for a long time, Master, do you want to go for a walk?"

Seeing that Luo Binghe's eyes were full of hope, Shen Qingqiu nodded slowly.

never mind.If the female supporting role wants to play tricks to death, it's unavoidable, and they can only use soldiers to adapt to the situation, and it's useless to worry about it.

At that moment, he and Luo Binghe stood on the bustling long street, strolling leisurely.

Shuanghu City is quite a bustling place, even at night it is still bustling. The streets are brightly lit and bustling with stalls and shops blooming everywhere.

Originally thought that there would be unexpected benefits in the boring journey of earning points, Shen Qingqiu was in a good mood, with the evening breeze blowing on his face, he couldn't help feeling refreshed.

Luo Binghe followed closely behind him, and he didn't look around randomly, he was very well-behaved, and really wholeheartedly accompanied him when he wandered around.

Shen Qingqiu glanced back at the young man behind him, and with a thought, he went to the street and bought a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus, and stuffed it into Luo Binghe's hand.

Judging from the relationship in the previous life, the adult Luo Binghe didn't seem to like eating sweets, but Shen Qingqiu was not sure whether Luo Binghe's taste had always been like this.

Shen Qingqiu felt that the current Luo Binghe was just a half-grown child. Children should all like to eat sweets, right?

Holding the bag of sweet-scented osmanthus candies that were suddenly stuffed over and still warm, Luo Binghe was stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and he slowly grasped the bag of sweet-scented osmanthus candies tightly.

Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe walked one after the other, both wearing extraordinary clothes, not to mention their extraordinarily good looks, they also had the cool aura of a cultivator, and they kept turning heads quite high on the crowded long street.

In the previous life, he was busy dealing with skinners, so he didn't have time to understand the customs of this place. Shen Qingqiu actually didn't know that the business in Twin Lakes was bustling with people coming and going, but at night, a certain kind of business was done exceptionally well.

As Shen Qingqiu was walking, he suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing against his face, and a thin embroidered silk handkerchief faced the wind and stuck to his front.

"..." Shen Qingqiu took it off expressionlessly, then raised his head, and there were a few gorgeous women standing in the crowd, giggling at him.

To be continued