Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

A few people followed Mu Liuyun out of the lobby, and went to the upper room that hadn't been returned yet.

The disciple named Qingliu seemed to be quite lively. He started talking halfway, and his mouth never stopped: "Last time, Uncle Yixing didn't know what he was thinking, so he left a letter for Uncle Tai, and brought Returning to Huashan with the body of the same sect, and thus lost the whereabouts of the grand master, was severely reprimanded by the head. Afterwards, the head sent several groups of people to come out to meet the grand master, but the whereabouts of the grand master It’s too erratic, we heard for a while that Grand Master Uncle captured the murderer in a Miao’s cottage, and then we heard that Grand Master Uncle wiped out the Heilong Village with one sword and one man, and gave us Shangqing Palace a lot of face. Later I also found out that Uncle Grand Master had come all the way north to Rongzhou. We brothers and I hurried to catch up. It took a lot of effort to finally catch up with Uncle Grand Master. Fortunately, I called Qingyue up early this morning. One inn after another asked, if I was a step slower, I’m afraid I’d miss it again.”

"And then?" Mu Liuyun sat on a chair and looked at this eloquent disciple.

"You talked for a long time, but you didn't get to the point." Qingyue gave Qingliu a reproachful look, and said to Mu Liuyun, "The head of the sect sent us here, on the one hand, to serve Grand Master Uncle along the way, and on the other hand, to let us Bring a message to Taishishu, hoping that Taishishu will put aside the murder of Yichen and others for the time being, and go to Jinghong Mountain Villa to participate in this martial arts conference and win a good ranking for Shangqing Palace. Tianhe Taishishu has already gone to , and will wait for Grand Master Uncle to go to the reconciliation at Jinghong Villa."

"I see." Mu Liuyun nodded and said no more.

***

Halfway through the investigation of the murder case, such a change occurred. Zhang Chi was also unexpected, but the destination remained the same. It was just that the itinerary of two people had changed to four people.

Then Zhang Chi found to his dismay that his existence suddenly became a bit redundant.

He had been taking care of Mu Liuyun's daily life and food before, but now all the things that can be done around Mu Liuyun are naturally taken over by the two young disciples Qingliu and Qingyue, and they are obviously used to serving the elders in the sect The number of ways to serve people is ten times more thoughtful than Zhang Chi's.

Having always enjoyed such meticulous care in the sect, it's no wonder that Mu Liuyun has no ability to live at all.

What made Zhang Chi even more depressed was that since these two people came, every time Zhang Chi wanted to get close to Mu Liuyun, he would be politely put aside by them, and there was almost no chance to be alone with Mu Liuyun.

But after all, Zhang Chi is very good at familiarizing himself with others, and Qingliu and Qingyue are about the same age as him, so he soon became acquainted with these two young disciples from Shangqing Palace.

The dark and strong Qingliu is a farm boy before joining this year. He is very hard-working. He can do all kinds of work and rush to do it. He has a lively personality and is usually very funny. However, he is still somewhat restrained in front of Mu Liuyun. I don't know if it's because I'm used to respecting elders in the sect, or because young people instinctively respect the strong.

Qingyue, who looks gentle and clean, is one year younger than Qingliu. He is only seventeen this year, but he looks much older than his actual age. It seems that he was born in a well-educated family. Although he is not good at some rough jobs, he follows Mu Liu Yun served tea and water by his side, and he was very attentive and discerning in serving people.

Now Zhang Chi can better understand why the people in Shangqing Palace were unwilling to admit Mu Liuyun's identity before.

Before that, he and Mu Liuyun talked about each other in the same generation, and they got along very harmoniously and naturally, but now that there are two young people around his age around him, things suddenly changed.

As an outsider, Zhang Chi can have a good time when he is with two young disciples, and he can talk about everything when he is with Mu Liuyun, but as long as the four of them are together, watching him chasing him just now The two teenagers who were fighting respectfully greeted Mu Liuyun with the attitude of grandchildren respecting their grandfathers, and Mu Liuyun's attitude towards the two also revealed a majesty of elders that Zhang Chi had never seen before. It made Zhang Chi feel that sitting next to him was neither standing nor standing, not to mention how awkward it was.

These two people are at least ten years younger than Mu Liuyun, and it is not difficult to accept him as an elder to serve him. If he is a disciple of the Yi family in his 50s or [-] years old, or a disciple of the Qing family in his thirties, he should do the same. Honoring him respectfully, you don't need to think about how awkward it is.

***

That day, Zhang Chi finished his dinner and packed his things. He was thinking about other things, and subconsciously walked towards the room where Mu Liuyun was.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Qingliu sitting by the door with a stool, concentrating on cutting a piece of wood with a knife, as if he wanted to carve a rabbit, and greeted him when he saw him coming: "You are here to see Grand Master Uncle Come on, Uncle Grand Master is practicing kung fu, if there is anything else, I will let you know."

"Ah... no, I'm fine." Zhang Chi was embarrassed to say that he just came to chat with Mu Liuyun, so he turned and left resentfully.

At this time, Mu Liuyun's voice came from the room: "Is it Zhang Chi? Come in."

"I'm calling you, go in quickly." Qingliu lowered her head and continued to carve the rabbit.

Zhang Chi had no choice but to open the door and go in, only to see Mu Liuyun sitting cross-legged on the bed, obviously because he had just finished his arrival: "Is there something wrong?"

"...Actually, I'm fine, I just want to talk to you when I'm free."

"Sit down." Mu Liuyun also stood up and sat down at the table, pouring himself a glass of water to drink.

Zhang Chi sat down at the table a little dejectedly: "Would you be annoyed by me always interrupting your practice like this?"

Mu Liuyun shook his head slightly: "No, you can come to me anytime. Qingliu and the others are also accustomed to paying attention to habits in the sect. I will tell them later that next time you want to see me, you don't need to Passed on."

"Actually, I don't care..." Zhang Chi scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

Mu Liuyun sighed softly: "You have become a lot more reserved these days."

"Is there...well, it's a little bit." Zhang Chi smiled helplessly, "They made it so grand, if I didn't have something serious to do, I wouldn't be ashamed to come to you to kill time. I always find it weird that people of the same age respectfully call you Uncle Tai Shi while calling you brothers and sisters."

"I understand that it is really difficult for you to ask you to get along with people like me with a normal heart." Mu Liuyun looked away a little disappointed, "I have never liked to call myself 'Tianxuan' because This name always reminds others that I am the same generation as the Seventh Son of the Shangqing, and people always treat me with the attitude of senior brothers. I thought it would be better outside the sect, but once I got involved with the sect , so again."

Zhang Chi couldn't see him being unhappy the most, so he quickly comforted him: "Don't be like this, I just don't get used to it a little bit, as long as you don't think I'm annoying, I'll stick to you like brown candy. Can't drive away."

"Really, I'm not going to chase you away?" Unexpectedly, a small complaint would be exchanged for such a serious promise from the other party, and Mu Liuyun couldn't help smiling.

Zhang Chi felt a little cautious, but he gritted his teeth and insisted, "Unless you want me to go, no one will drive me away."

"Okay, you have to keep your promise." Mu Liuyun smiled, but his expression looked a little lonely, "Otherwise, no one will talk to me in the future."

"One word from a gentleman, no matter how many horses, it's hard to chase!" Zhang Chi's mood was agitated for a moment, and he couldn't help but want to hold Mu Liuyun's hand.

Mu Liuyun reflexively withdrew his hand and let him catch the empty space. Zhang Chi froze in embarrassment. Fortunately, he reacted quickly after all, and said nonchalantly with a smile: "I'm not used to being old or young with my friends. Don't be surprised." .”

Mu Liuyun also smiled awkwardly: "I also treat you as a friend in my heart, but I'm still not used to contacting people after all, so don't be offended."

***

The group of four walked downstream along the waterway for another ten days, and arrived at Wuling.

Wuling is adjacent to Dongting Lake. It is not only the north-south transportation hub of the Yangtze River waterway, but also the main transportation route going up to the east of Guizhou and down to Jiangsu and Anhui. It has always been a battleground for military strategists. Master, it wasn't until the Ye family father and son bought a large piece of land by the Dongting Lake and broke ground to build the Jinghong Villa that they were able to enjoy decades of stability, and the entire Wuling City gradually prospered as a result.

When we got here, the bustling level was twice as high as that of Rongzhou. People from all over the world, with different accents and different weapons, can be seen everywhere on the street. There are also some quick-thinking merchants who have spotted this business opportunity. , came from nearby states and counties or even further away, and filled every street with a wide variety of goods.

There are still two days before the opening of the martial arts conference, but the atmosphere of the conference is already very strong, and some people can't bear it anymore and started their hands in advance.

It would be fine if it was just a calm competition and discussion, but people in the Jianghu have a bit of a temper, and if there are too many gatherings, there will inevitably be some quarrels and frictions, and there are even private grievances. Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. They fought directly on the street.The group of them entered Wuling City in less than a meal, and they had already seen several private fights.

However, soon after each fight started, someone from Jinghong Villa would come forward to stop it. Those who smashed other people's things during the fight would be ordered to pay compensation.

Seeing a group of people wearing the armor of the Jinghong Mountain Villa Iron Guards dragging away the uniforms of the people in the Jianghu who caused the accident in a short period of time, Zhang Chi couldn't help saying with emotion: "So many people from the Jianghu have gathered together, how can you be so angry?" Still able to maintain good order, Jinghong Villa is really not easy."

Qingliu continued a little unconvinced: "What's the matter, our Shangqing Palace can also do it."

Zhang Chi smiled: "I heard that the Shangqing Palace held a similar event many years ago, and now it has been more than ten years, and people are still talking about the grand occasion of "Huashan Discussion of Swords" back then. If a martial arts conference can be held well, it will probably be remembered for many years."

"The premise is that they have to do well, otherwise it is possible to become a laughing stock for more than ten years." Ever since Qingliu heard that Jinghong Villa was suspected of killing the gatekeepers of the Shangqing Palace, Qingliu could not listen to their good words.