Dude, don't be spoiled

Yunchuan, Peak of Good and Evil.

"Is there any more food?" Luo Changge rolled up his sleeves and asked Chu Han in the kitchen.

Chu Han came out with a sand basin in his hand: "It's gone."

This year's New Year's Eve banquet, it was the turn of Chef Chu Han. Including the pot of soup in his hand, there were sixteen dishes in total.

Chu Han put the soup on the dining table, and Jiang Jue entered the side hall covered in snow.

"It's been snowing for two days, and it hasn't stopped. The mountain road is almost buried." Jiang Jue took off his cloak, shook the snow and handed it to the little disciple of the Good and Evil Peak who was waiting on the side, "It's so warm in the house." .”

Luo Changge placed the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "I lit ten heating stoves, can it be warm? Where's Lu Junqian? Didn't come with you?"

"He's afraid of the cold, so he's still wrapping his clothes around his body." Jiang Jue walked around the table, his face wrinkled, "What's all this? A whole feast of cabbage?"

There are sixteen dishes, all of which are Chinese cabbage, steamed, fried, fried, cold, and cabbage porridge.

"Any opinion?" Chu Han came over with a few plates of sauce.

"Of course!" Jiang Jue pointed at the little cabbage on the table, "Do you think you are feeding the rabbit?"

"I can only cook cabbage." Chu coldly sat on the seat.

Jiang Jue frowned: "Didn't you learn cooking skills for this New Year's Eve feast? Why do you still only know how to cook cabbage?"

Chu Han said expressionlessly: "Others are too difficult to learn." Just like this, the kitchen was blown up three times...

"Then you are too stupid!" Jiang Jue said in shock.

Luo Changge brought the pot of dumplings to the center of the table, then smacked Jiang Jue with his elbow: "It's almost done, the couplets you wrote for each peak are the same as the rice cooked by Ah Chu, don't mix them up."

Every year during Chinese New Year, spells painted by Chu Han are pasted on the gates of each peak, but this year, everyone suddenly rose up and wanted to post Spring Festival couplets like ordinary people.

According to the custom, the Spring Festival couplets posted by the common people are usually written on red paper by the most educated people in the local area, and all the peak masters in Yunchuan entered the mountain at a young age and have not passed the examination of fame, so when it comes to studying, the best Naturally, it was Jiang Fengzhu Jiang Jue, who was admitted as a scholar at a young age.

The helpful Peak Master Jiang accepted this task happily. His efficiency was as fast as his swordsmanship, and within half a day, the peak masters of each peak received the Spring Festival couplets written by Jiang Jue.

The first time I saw the Spring Festival couplets, everyone’s opinions were unexpectedly the same: the words like dogs crawling, the literary talent like shit...

Not as good as the spell drawn by Chu Han!

"When is the spring flower and autumn day, when is the spring flower and autumn day...the upper and lower lines are the same?" Liu Yuzhi raised his head and saw the horizontal comment "This king can't die", and almost vomited blood, "What is this posted on the door? "

Jiang Jue, who was sitting by the stove warming the fire, turned his head and said impatiently: "Liu Yuzhi, do you really know how to read? That's when spring flowers and autumn moons will come! Hengpi will never survive this life! How uneducated!"

Chu Han glanced over quietly.

"What do you see me doing?" Jiang didn't understand.

"It's nothing." Chu Han took out a handful of melon seeds from his bosom, and began to nibble.

Liu Yuzhi pointed to the door frame: "Is it because I'm uneducated or is your handwriting too flowery? The words are uglier than ghost symbols, and no one can recognize them hahahaha!"

Jiang Jue drew out the vertical and horizontal sword in a flash: "You haven't written for decades, try it? And what's wrong with my handwriting that doesn't look good? You can do it!"

Liu Yuzhi crossed his hands in front of his body: "No, no, I just read the almanac when I went out. Today's New Year's Eve, it's not appropriate to draw a sword, and I'm not very good at writing, so I can't do it."

"In fact, Jiang Fengzhu's handwriting is still very distinctive, at least unique, and cannot be reproduced." Yun Mengsheng walked out from the inner hall, and smiled warmly.

"The master can still speak." Jiang Jue poked the furnace with fire chopsticks to warm it up.

After a cup of tea, Zhu Chongyan and the others arrived one after another. When night fell and the snow was brighter than the sky, Lu Junqian, who was in two sable clothes inside and outside, arrived late.

"Moji is dead." Jiang Jue pulled the chair beside him, and Lu Junqian sat down naturally.

Chu Han sat with Luo Changge, Xue Jianqing was still young and not as tall as the bench, so she could only sit on Taxue's lap, eat a mouthful, and Taxue fed him.

"Is it delicious, Qingqing?" Taxue pinched Xue Jianqing's small face and asked.

Xue Jianqing grabbed the clothes and rubbed her hands, her eyes flickered: "It's not delicious."

"It doesn't taste good and you still eat it so happily?" Jiang Jue looked at Xue Jianqing in shock, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of food and put it into his mouth. As soon as he chewed, it seemed that something strange had entered his mouth.

Jiang Jue's face turned green on the spot. As soon as he vomited, Lu Junqian consciously stretched out his hand to Jiang Jue's chin and said, "vomit."

So, the cabbage that had just been chewed was spat back into Lu Junqian's hand.

Jiang Jue poohed several times, poured two more cups of tea, and then directly drew his sword at Chu Han: "Is this fucking for people to eat?"

Seeing Jiang Jue's reaction, Taxue turned away from the hand that was delivering food to Xue Jianqing's mouth, put it into his own mouth, swallowed it forcefully, put a small plate in front of Xue Jianqing, and coaxed Xue Jianqing: "Qingqing, be good!" , Spit it out, or you won’t grow taller.”

Hearing this, the rest of the people who were about to move their chopsticks silently put them back.

Is it so unpalatable?Chu Han frowned, squeezed a mouthful of vegetables and tightened his mouth, and then spit it out quickly, what is this?

The dishes on this table were uneatable, so Chu Han waved his sleeves to call out the little Furen, and cleaned up the whole table of cabbage. In the end, Ye Zhiqiu did the cooking and made a new table, so that everyone would not be hungry and watch the night.

After eating, the disciples all gathered together to play, and there were only eleven peak masters and Xue Jianqing left in front of the main hall of the Good and Evil Peak.

In the courtyard in front of the main hall, there is a Tangli tree as thick as two people hugging each other. In winter, the leaves have all fallen off. At this moment, the branches are covered with snow, and there are small red ones hanging on the forks. Lanterns are especially festive.

Luo Changge got a cart of fireworks from somewhere, threw them on the ground, and urged Chu Han to go up and light them.

"You don't have long hands yourself?" Chu Han sat on the steps under the corridor of the side hall, nibbling melon seeds, and didn't intend to go.

Luo Changge twirled the bone flute, said with a chuckle, "I'm not timid, I'm afraid of being blown up."

"You won't stand far away and make a fire trick?" Jiang Jue frantically drew a circle with a fairy wand in his hand.

Luo Changge plausibly said: "It's so boring to use spiritual power to solve everything!"

"Indeed." Yun Mengsheng handed the fairy stick in his hand to Luo Changge, and took the stick of incense from Luo Changge's singer, and smiled, "Let me do it, you stand far away, especially when you step on the snow, be careful Sparks fall down and hurt Jian Qing."

"The head of the sect, be careful." Taxue touched Xue Jianqing's nose, "Xiao Qingqing, let's go, go sit with Master over there."

Yun Mengsheng walked up to the fireworks, and lightly touched the fireworks twister with the tip of the incense stick, a string of small sparks ignited and quickly spread to the fireworks tube.

Yun Mengsheng covered his ears, and ran back quickly. Before he could get to the corridor, there was a bang behind him, a dazzling red light rose, and exploded in the night sky with a force that shook the sky. , In an instant, the earth was illuminated, and everyone's faces were also glowing red.

The fireworks that Luo Changge bought were very big, very durable, bang bang bang—it exploded round after round.

Luo Changge raised his hand: "It's too monotonous to just watch the fireworks. Who will sing or dance? I'll play the music!"

As he said that, he cast his eyes on Chu Han, and Chu Han sprinkled a handful of melon seeds at him: "Why don't you sing a song, or dance?"

"I don't know how!" Luo Changge turned to look at Jiang Jue, "Then you come to recite a poem?"

Liu Yuzhi's face shrunk instantly, and then he laughed loudly: "Is this really going to happen? Is there no other way?" A person who can write that kind of couplet, what kind of broken poem can he sing!

"Don't be disgusted, I don't want to sing yet!" Jiang Jue glared at Liu Yuzhi, and held out a fairy stick to Lu Junqian, "Hurry up, order it for me!"

Jiang Jue lit another fairy stick and continued to play with it while watching the fireworks.

Ye Zhiqiu said: "Chu Han, don't you know how to play flute? We haven't heard of it yet, why don't you play a little bit?"

"Yes! Ah Chu can play the flute!" Luo Changge stroked his palms, raised his hand to melt a bone flute and handed it to Chu Han, "Come on, Ah Chu!"

Chu Han didn't answer, and continued to eat melon seeds: "I don't want to blow it."

Luo Changge shook him: "Don't spoil the fun, come on, come on, it doesn't matter if you don't sing well."

Chu Han raised his head and glanced at him: "You said it."

Luo Changge didn't realize the meaning of this sentence for a while, so he responded indiscriminately: "Yeah, I said it."

Chu Han took the bone flute and just put it to his mouth, the little Fu people who were sitting next to him silently moved their buttocks to the side.

Chu Hanhui didn't have many songs, so he picked out a relatively simple and good one at random, and it opened under the eyes of everyone expecting.

The flute sounds, ghosts cry and wolves howl!Absolutely miserable!Corpses are everywhere!Bleeding!

Taxue put on a bitter face, tightly covering Xue Jianqing's ears, Jiang Jue directly covered Lu Junqian's mink fur on his head, Ye Zhiqiu and Wuyuan walked away silently, Wu Miaoxuan's head was about to explode, Zhu Chongyan silently stuffed it into his ears I picked up two balls of cotton.

Luo Changge was still grinning, and jumped out word by word in a low voice: "It is said that my flute is terrible, but Ah Chu's flute is really bad, and can the flute make such a strange and piercing sound... ..."

Just when everyone was about to be blown to the sound of the flute, a melodious sound of the pipa came from not far away. .

After the first piece was played, Luo Changge got up suddenly: "The pipa just now was really outstanding!"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it seems that it came from the back hall. Could it be a disciple under the head?"

Before Yun Mengsheng could answer, Luo Changge ran to his side: "Sect Leader, I never thought there would be such a talent on your peak! Can you introduce me? You know, I've never been very good at playing the pipa. If I can It’s great to have such a great teacher!”

Yun Mengsheng smiled: "To tell you the truth, I don't know who made the pipa just now, so I can't do what you wished for Changge."

After speaking, his eyes slowly drifted to Chu Han.

Chu Han put down his flute, looked at the little red plum on his knees, frowned, then gently placed it on the white snow in the corner, pinched the curse of rebirth, and the little red plum shook its petals , It quickly took root and sprouted in the snow nest, and grew a height against the wall.

Looking at the little red plum, Chu Han suddenly remembered the little black-clothed boy he met at the entrance of the tavern when he took his disciples down the mountain to practice years ago. The stubborn little eyes were somewhat similar to the red plum.

Chu Han touched the fiery red sword tassel on the hilt, and when he raised his head, Luo Changge's face was right in front of him.

Chu Han frowned: "Are you sick?"

Luo Changge sat beside him on the ground: "I'm sick because of you."

"Am I angry?" Chu Leng asked coldly.

Luo Changge nodded: "Yeah, you don't know how ugly your flute sound is, it's just terrible."

Chu Han didn't change his face: "You insist on letting me blow it, blame me?"

"But I didn't expect you to play so badly." Luo Changge stretched out his hand to grab the fringe on Chu Hanzhu's sword, raised his eyebrows, "Don't you think the fringe is too fancy and you never wear it? Why are you wearing it now? Have you changed your gender?"

Luo Changge held the fringe of the sword and turned it over to look: "It's just a very ordinary silk thread, except for the fancy pattern, it's not worth a lot of money, and it doesn't even have a piece of jade. It is worthy of your high-quality fairy sword, isn't it?" A little out of place?"

"My sword, it's none of your business to match my sword as I like." Chu Han slapped Luo Changge's hand that was pinching Jiansui, and then hastily retracted the sword into his spiritual consciousness.

Luo Changge touched his red hand: "I'm just telling the truth, why are you so fierce?"

Chu Han didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his head, Yun Mengsheng was turning around to leave: "Master, why did you leave so early this year?"

It is said that every New Year's Eve, Yun Mengsheng will go back halfway through the vigil. No one knows exactly what he will do when he goes back. Of course, everyone doesn't seem to care too much.

But it was less than midnight, and Chu Han felt a little strange when he suddenly left like this.

Yun Mengsheng was stunned for a moment, then turned to Chu Han with a warm smile and said, "I have some private matters when I go back, you guys go ahead."

Chu Han nodded, leaned against the corner of the wall, and continued to nibble on melon seeds.

Yun Mengsheng passed through the side hall and entered the small courtyard in front of the back hall. There was a red plum tree planted in the courtyard. Under the plum tree stood a man in red. lute.

"Brother." Yunmeng laughed warmly, and there was a hint of playfulness in her usually calm voice.

Hearing the sound, the man in red turned his head, revealing a face that was very similar to Yunmengsheng's, but his face was a little softer and his complexion was a little fairer than Yunmengsheng's.

"It's Ah Ruan, the wine has been warmed up, and the dumplings have just been served, let's go in." Yun Mengyin put away the pipa, turned and entered the room.

Yun Mengsheng hummed, and then followed Yun Mengyin into the apse.

The door of the back hall was wide open, and one could see the snow scene outside and the fireworks exploding one after another. Listening carefully, one could hear the noise of Luo Changge and the others.

While Yun Mengsheng was eating the dumplings, Yun Mengyin looked at him with his face up. When Yun Mengsheng finished a plate of dumplings, Yun Mengyin couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you sure you came here after eating?"

Yun Mengsheng shook his head: "No."

Yun Mengyin was stunned: "Didn't you just have the New Year's Eve banquet?"

Yun Mengsheng said without a word: "Chu Han's New Year's Eve banquet is not very delicious."

Yunmengyin chuckled: "Looking at your appearance, it's not too delicious, is it not too good to eat?"

Yun Mengsheng nodded: "When he went to the kitchen to cook, I took a sneak peek and was shocked on the spot. It was the first time I saw someone see that the food was almost mushy, so he added half a pot of water at once, and added After the water, put chopped green onion and pepper in it, and finally put it on a plate with a colander. Just looking at this process, you know it’s not very edible, but after tasting it, it’s really the case.”

"Is he... so powerful hahaha," Yun Mengyin raised his eyebrows: "If that's the case, then don't you have nothing to eat?"

Yun Mengsheng shook his head: "It's not that they didn't eat at all. After Chu Han's cooking was taken away, Ye Zhiqiu made some more, but not much. I was afraid they wouldn't have enough to eat, so I didn't take a few bites."

"My Ruan is still so considerate of others, since you are not full, eat more." Yun Mengyin pushed her dumplings in front of Yun Mengsheng.

Yun Mengsheng stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, after chewing, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Brother, I just saw your plum blossoms."

Yun Mengyin was puzzled: "What plum blossom?"

Yun Mengsheng poked the bottom of the plate with his chopsticks: "It's my brother's favorite red plum blossom, it fell on Chu Han's lap."

Yun Mengyin smiled, but did not speak.

Yun Mengsheng said: "Brother, do you admire Chu Han very much?"

Yun Mengyin raised her eyebrows: "Why did you say that?"

Yun Mengsheng: "Brother, you rarely mention other people in front of me, but in the past six months, you have often mentioned Chu Han."

Yun Mengyin rested her face in one hand, used a cloth towel to cushion the handle of the warm wine pot on the red clay stove, and slowly poured a glass for herself: "I just feel that he is different from before, don't you think so?"

Yun Mengsheng: "That's true, but my brother cared too much about him, so I composed the song for him just now. I know the words behind it are not good, but his character is really bad, so I don't understand Brother's appreciation, even if he knows it, he won't respond."

"Poor character?" Yun Mengyin smiled, "Not necessarily."

Yun Mengsheng was puzzled: "He always loves fame, and he is also a little narrow-minded. A few years ago, a disciple of my Good and Evil Peak accidentally bumped into him, and he swears at each other, and even hit that disciple. This kind of person Goods, isn't it bad?"

Yun Mengyin was also at a loss: "But half a year ago, he took the disciples of Lvzhufeng down the mountain to practice. I happened to bump into him. I saw him save a boy from a bully, and gave the boy a piece of candy. He was very patient. To coax him, a person with poor character will not do such a thing."

"Half a year ago?" Yun Mengsheng murmured for a while, and said, "Yes, it seems that since half a year ago, he is indeed different from before, he talks less, and he doesn't like to laugh too much, although his temper has turned bad , but it’s a lot more open than before. Moreover, he likes eating melon seeds very much now. No matter where he sees him, he is almost... always eating melon seeds. Although Chu Han looks indifferent on the surface, he doesn’t care about anything. He cares, but he seems to care about everything, just now I left the stage early as usual, no one else noticed, he suddenly asked me, haha, to be honest, this is the first time I have been noticed by others on such an occasion."

"He is just cold on the outside, but his heart is warm." Yun Mengyin took a sip of wine, glanced at the plum blossom tree outside the door, and smiled warmly, "I have seen him besides my family, Ruan. The best people."

"Is the evaluation so high? My brother seems to know him very well." Yun Mengsheng asked curiously.

Yunmeng smiled and said: "Fortunately, we just met a few times, but it's not a coincidence, I saw him, he didn't see me."

"That's it." Yun Mengsheng was a little disappointed, "Let's not talk about him, let's talk about you, brother. When brother returned to Yunxiu City a few days ago, didn't he meet a few monks? How did he escape from danger?"

Yun Mengyin was full of demonic energy, as long as he left the range of Yunchuan's barrier, even if he was wearing a silver mask to suppress the demonic energy, his whereabouts would be easily exposed.

Yun Mengyin played with the cup: "I met a noble man and he helped me."

Yun Mengsheng was puzzled: "Great man?" It's not that he doesn't believe it, but that Yun Mengyin is full of demonic energy. Normal people would want to kill him quickly when they see him. Could it be that this noble man is blind?

Yun Mengyin said: "He originally came to arrest me with those monks, but after he caught me, he let me go again."

Yun Mengsheng: "Just let you go like this?"

Yun Mengyin nodded: "Yeah, after all, I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't do anything bad. I just happened to pass by and exposed my identity. Why should they arrest me?"

The jug was sitting on the red clay stove, steaming suddenly, Yun Mengyin suddenly chuckled, and the topic returned to Chu Han: "However, Mr. Chu's flute is really ugly."

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"Everyone says that Uncle Luo's flute is bad, but I think Uncle Chu's flute is even worse. My ears still hurt." Xue Jianqing sat on the big rock beside the cold spring, eating cakes , while swinging his legs, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky although it was not round.

"Didn't I cover your ears for you as a teacher?" Ta Xue rolled up her sleeves and sat by the cold spring.He held the hilt of the Snow-Treading Sword in one hand, and a small wooden ladle with a long handle in the other, scooped up a ladle of cold spring water, and poured it sparingly on the sword.

Xue Jianqing stuck out her tongue: "Master Chu's flute sound is too harsh, you can hear it even if you cover it."

Taxue laughed: "Actually, it's okay, after all, it's not as good as your uncle Chu if you let me blow it as a teacher."

Xue Jianqing raised her small eyebrows: "No no! Master will not be inferior to Master Chu. After all, Master Chu is already so bad. I really can't imagine what it would be like to be worse than him."

Taxue scratched his head: "It seems to make sense."

After washing the sword, he steamed the cold spring water on it with spiritual power, then put the sword back into its sheath, walked to the edge of the huge rock, hugged Xue Jianqing, and took his little hand: "Jianqing is still young, we don't keep the age, we will wait until we grow up Keep it up."

Then, Taxue dragged Xue Jianqing back to the house.

And thousands of miles away, in a small dilapidated house in the Gaomen compound, a little boy dressed in black was lying on the window looking at the moon.

Seeing him like this, a maidservant asked curiously, "Zixi, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Zixi turned his head and said with a smile, "Look at the moon."

The maid raised her eyebrows: "Is the moon so beautiful tonight? It's worth your fascination."

Xiao Zixi touched the piece of candy in his arms, and said with a smile: "Today, many people will watch the moon, and they will all look at this moon, so this moon will naturally be beautiful."

The maid was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "What's the point of you, come down soon, it's time to rest, and you have to get up to work tomorrow."

Xiao Zixi shook his head, and sat down on the window sill: "I won't sleep tonight, I want to watch the night, I want to watch the moon."

The maid stretched out her hand to pull him, "Zixi is good, if you don't sleep, you won't be able to wake up tomorrow, and you will be scolded."

Xiao Zixi waved his hand at the maidservant: "Sister, go back to sleep, don't worry about me, I must watch the moon tonight."

Because that person is probably looking at the same moon as him, hehe~

Xiao Zixi covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes drifted out of the window, always feeling that the moonlight was brighter and more beautiful than before.

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The reason why my brother likes Shizun has already been written, but emmm, I didn't intend to focus on the description, after all, he is just an outsider in Shizun's emotional world.