Chapter one hundred and thirty-four
Xiao Xinrong pounced on Cui Yuanwei, and the two cultivators tore apart like children--then their actions stopped abruptly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The two of them maintained a tearing posture, and turned their heads to look at Li Xianyuan in unison.
Xiao Xinrong turned his head Mu Ran, looked at Cui Yuanwei who was close at hand, and sprayed his face with saliva: "Did he say send us down the mountain, or go down the mountain with us." β
"You're going to send us down the mountain. Cui Yuanwei also replied in a daze.
They were stunned, Li Xianyuan had already jumped off the rock, and said to the three people: "I'll go change my clothes, you wait for me at the bottom of the mountain." β
"You're going to send us down the mountain. Cui Yuanwei also replied in a daze.
They were stunned, Li Xianyuan had already jumped off the rock, and said to the three people: "I'll go change my clothes, you wait for me at the bottom of the mountain." β
"Oh. The two of them hugged each other and Yu Deshou, who walked out of the stream, replied in a daze, watching Li Xianyuan disappear behind the red wall of the mansion.
"......" retracted his gaze, the two glanced at each other, and found that they were still hugging each other, their faces were greasy and crooked, and they arranged their robes up and down.
"Ahem. Xiao Xinrong cleared his throat and stood proudly: "You also heard Brother Li's words. Let's change our clothes and wait for Brother Li to come down at the bottom of the mountain. β
The first battle was won, Xiao Xinrong and Cui Yuanwei hooked their shoulders and went down the mountain laughing. The only fish that is still normal is longevity, and it is wet, and it follows. From time to time, I was blown by the mountain wind and had a cold war.
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In the mansion and courtyard room, Li Xianyuan took off his robes and clothes, took out the wardrobe and robes, and rubbed them carefully. Everything that had been experienced came to mind, and gradually faded away.
Now that I think about it, my heart is like water. The memories that once made his heart wave, and it was no longer possible to think about it again.
Wearing a green shirt, a faint smell pours into your nose. The nose smells slightly, which is a taste that belongs to the mortal world.
The black hair was simply tied up, and the ponytail was tied back at the back of the head. One stop in front of the bronze mirror, a young man with excellent temperament. Li Xianyuan frowned slightly and thought for a moment, untied the ponytail, and retied his long hair, a little like a Taoist beard.
Turning around to go out, the foot is beaten. Li Xianyuan felt strange, and always felt that something was missing.
Turning around the room, his eyes touched the corner of the wardrobe, stared slightly, and his hand subconsciously touched behind him, but he felt empty.
Wordlessly, he walked to the cabinet, stared for a long time, and reached out to pick up the bamboo tube standing on the edge. Lost behind him, and went out again.
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A small half-pillar of incense, coming down from the mountain. The three of them had already changed into casual clothes. A closer look reveals that they are dressed the same as they were the day they entered.
"Brother Li, there is Wensheng County a hundred miles away, why don't we go there. The four of them walked along the mountain road, and Xiao Xinrong asked Li Xianyuan.
The other two were all looking at each other.
Li Xianyuan bowed slightly: "It's up to Brother Xiao to decide." β
The three of them looked at each other and noticed the subtle differences. Although Li Xianyuan was polite before, he was not so rusty. Now it is full of politeness, but it makes them feel that they are 108,000 miles apart, and there is no trace of emotion in it.
This is too forgetful, and it is really overbearing.
Xiao Xinrong said in his heart. His complexion did not change, and he kept talking and laughing when he walked ahead. The other two chimed in. As he spoke, he talked about Yangqing Peak Xiaobi, who made Li Xianyuan famous in the mountain gate. This matter is boiling, and there are few people in the entire Yangqing Peak who don't know.
Saying this, he looked at Li Xianyuan sideways from time to time, but Li Xianyuan's expression was flat, as if they were not talking about themselves.
Walking out of the half-pillar incense, it is not far from the foot of the mountain, and both sides of the bluestone steps have become lush forests. The wind blows ripples, and the sound of shasa is gusting.
If you look back at this moment, you will see the vast mountain peaks, continuous buildings and pavilions, cranes and flying rainbows.
I didn't go far, and suddenly saw an old couple at the foot of the mountain, dressed in cloth clothes and carrying baskets on their backs. Supporting each other, trembling and kneeling, bowing to the mountain peak, taking out a few fruits to pile up, and struggling to get up and leave.
Xu is old and dizzy, and Xu is regarded as a mortal. The old couple did not notice the four people who came down the steps.
Seeing Li Xianyuan's eyes on the old couple under the mountain, Xiao Xinrong volunteered to explain: "The Pure Yang Sect is an immortal sect, and the ancestor is one of the eight immortals. Therefore, people from nearby villages come to worship all year round. β
Li Xianyuan nodded.
Come to a post station at the foot of the mountain. I borrowed a carriage and walked through the woods. After a stick of incense, drive away from the mountain road and turn onto the official road.
Li Xianyuan lifted the curtain and glanced at it from afar, still in the deep mountains, and did not know his true face.
The carriage is galloping and the scenery is flying. It takes two hours to reach Wensheng County.
There was nothing to do, and the three of them joked with each other. Except for Li Xianyuan, they often get together, so the relationship is very good.
At first, there was a lot of laughter. Later, I saw Li Xianyuan sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, without saying a word, and gradually became dull. Glaring at each other.
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Long bumps. It was already afternoon when we arrived outside Wensheng County. Probably enough to sit in the carriage, the three of them got out of the carriage, and when they looked back, they found that Li Xianyuan had also come down.
After a glance at each other and an exchange of glances, Xiao Xinrong pointed to the grass in the distance: "There are a lot of wild grasses, and a large group of wild flowers." β
"......?" was a little dazed for a moment, and Cui Yuanwei reacted very quickly. clapped his hands and pointed to the city gate: "Male and female veterans, busy back and forth." β
Yu Deshou stubbornly said in the third game: "If you ask how is this scene?"
The three eyes looked at Li Xianyuan together, as if waiting for him to say the last sentence.
Words are not words, poetry is not poetry, rhyme without rhyme, and rhyme without rhyme. They still look serious. Even if he is a relatively old fish, his eyes are a little looking forward to seeing how he will come up with the last sentence.
"......" eyes swept over the three of them flatly, and Li Xianyuan spoke: "There are countless victories in the world." β
"Good poem! worthy of Brother Li!"
boasted and praised countless times, maybe they didn't hear what Li Xianyuan said at all. Or don't care what to say.
Xiao Xinrong touted indiscriminately, and the sky fell. Suddenly, someone tapped on the shoulder. When I turned my head, I saw that it was a fish with longevity.
He pouted ahead. Xiao Xinrong followed what he pointed at, and Li Xianyuan had already walked to the city gate.
"Brother Liβ"
Xiao Xinrong pulled Changyin and was about to chase after him, but was caught back. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yu Deshou shaking his head lightly: "It's pretended." β
Looking at the background of Li Xianyuan at the city gate, Xiao Xinrong gradually faded away from his exaggerated expression, looked thoughtful, and said in a deep voice: "I naturally know, but if it is like usual, it will be more difficult to pull Brother Li out." β
Cui Yuanwei shook his head lightly: "Brother Li is not a fool, if you behave like this, he will naturally notice it." β
"What then. Xiao Xinrong frowned and looked at the two.
"How we usually are, where are we going. It's just a matter of going today. β
There was a brief silence, and the three of them looked at each other and said three words in unison.
"Wonderful Sound Workshop!"
Li Xianyuan entered the city gate, and before he felt the prosperity of Wensheng County, the three of them caught up. Xiao Xinrong chuckled, his tone was normal, and he was no longer ugly.
"Brother Li, in this Wensheng County, the Yellow Crane Tower is the most famous. It's just that there are too many literati and ink writers coming and going. At first glance, it looks crowded, and it doesn't mean much. But there is a wonderful music workshop here, the girl sings the song well, and the flute is played better, not as good as ......"
Seeing the same meaning, I want to go shopping with Li Xianyuan Qinglou.
It's a green building again.