"Brother Meng, you choose a bed first!"

The bedding sent by those disciples was exactly the same, there was no need to choose, Song Zheliu enthusiastically spread the bedding on the two beds, and let Meng Fan choose first.

Meng Fan smiled, chose one near the door, and sat cross-legged on it.

Song Zheliu sat on the bed a little happily, and muttered: "When I have time, I will cut some bamboo to make two new beds, and the bed of the dead is always a little uncomfortable, you can also use bamboo to make a partition to separate the two beds......"

Meng Fan didn't think much about Song Zheliu's words, he just thought he wanted to make the environment better.

At nightfall, He Gou came again and sent Meng Fan and Song Zheliu three lower grade pills each, as well as ten moon stones, saying that every new disciple has them, which is considered a welfare, and if you want to obtain them in the future, you have to give the sect some strength.

He Gou also said that there will be a training meeting for new disciples tomorrow, he is the main lecturer, and asked Meng Fan and Song Zheliu if they want to participate, it is no problem if they don't participate, anyway, they are talking about some irrelevant things, and after staying in the sect for a long time, they will know it slowly.

Meng Fan said he wouldn't go.

He has stayed in two or three sects, although the Nanwu faction is larger, but the rules and structure are similar to those of other sects, and it is a waste of time to go.

Song Zheliu wanted to hear it, so he took this opportunity to meet more like-minded people.

Then, He Gou called Meng Fan out alone, a little to avoid Song Zheliu.

Song Zheliu didn't care about this at all, Meng Fan was the cousin-in-law who was in charge, and it was not right to talk about some private matters.

"Senior, He Gou is here, you can rest assured in the outer gate, as long as you don't kill people, He Gou can help you withstand. He Gou looked at the green bamboo forest not far away, "I inquired about Zhou Yutong again, I still don't know when she will come back, I'll continue to pay attention! Actually, Jin Lian'er and Zhou Yutong have a good relationship, if Zhou Yutong comes back, she will definitely go to play with her as soon as possible, so that you will know that she is back......"

Meng Fan nodded and said thank you.

"Seniors. He Gou suddenly looked around vigilantly, and secretly said to Meng Fan, "The matter of Jin Taijiao, the nephew in charge...... Did you do it from your predecessors?"

He had long wanted to ask Meng Fan about this.

He told Meng Fan that night that he had a holiday with Jin Taijiao.

Meng Fan's figure is also very similar to the person in the portrait.

"Yes. Meng Fan did not deny it.

"Thank you seniors!" He Gou said and bowed down to worship, but was supported by Meng Fan.

"No need to be polite, it was just an accident to attack him. Meng Fan said indifferently.

"No matter what, the seniors have helped He Gou a lot, and He Gou will repay the kindness owed to the seniors in this life!" He Gou swore an oath, and then asked, "He Gou only knows that Jin Taijiao has been injured a little, I don't know how far the seniors have injured him?"

"The dantian is wasted. ”

"Good!"

He Gou felt indescribably brisk in his heart, and said a few words gratefully before saying goodbye and leaving.

Meng Fan glanced around, swept towards the bamboo forest with a flick of his body, stood still in front of a bamboo, and flicked his fingers: "Very good mangosteen!"

Laugh at!

Meng Fan waved his hand, and a sharp arc-shaped true qi spread out, swept over a large piece of bamboo, and when the bamboo was about to topple, it was collected into the Qiankun space, and then returned to the house as if nothing happened, and when he pushed the door open, he happened to bump into Song Zheliu standing in front of a basin with his back to the door, wiping his body with a towel.

"Hmm!" Turning his head and seeing Meng Fan coming in, Song Zheliu's face turned red all of a sudden, and he hurriedly covered his chest with a towel and squatted on the ground, "Brother Meng startled me, I thought it was ...... Someone's coming to kill him, haha!"

"If it's inconvenient, I'll avoid it. "Meng Fan is very understanding.

In the past, when I was in school, there were classmates who were very thin-skinned, and everyone took a shower in the water room together, never daring to take off their clothes, but just put a towel into their clothes to wipe it, which was in stark contrast to those students who took off cleanly and slippery.

Meng Fan thought that Song Zheliu should also be such a person.

In fact, Song Zheliu is very handsome, which can be described as beautiful.

The perfectly lined goose egg face, with a hint of soft Danfeng eyes, the skin on the back is smooth and flawless, although the light in the room is dim, it still diffuses a beautiful luster like jade, and the curve of the waist is also very slender and firm...... Looking down again, it is as round as a jade plate......

Because of washing, the smell of the pig nest can not be smelled, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Meng Fan hadn't taken a serious look at Song Zheliu's appearance before, but now that he looks, Song Zheliu, this kid has the potential to be a women's clothing boss.

And when recruiting today, Jin Lian'er, who has high requirements for the image of her disciples, announced that he had passed without waiting for Song Zheliu to finish the display, which shows that Jin Lian'er is also extremely satisfied with Song Zheliu's image.

"Okay, Brother Laomeng has avoided it. Song Zheliu said gratefully, "I couldn't help but want to wash my sweaty smell for a long time, and when I saw that Brother Meng didn't come back, I thought that Brother Meng and He Guan were eating and drinking...... The door of our house is broken, I'm sorry, Brother Tang Tumeng, I ...... I'll wash my ...... right away."

Looking at Song Zheliu's embarrassed appearance, Meng Fan smiled kindly, closed the door and walked out.

When he got outside, Meng Fan touched his chin with a strange expression, his psychology was obviously fine, why did he stare at Song Zheliu's back for so long...... It's weird.

If they let Xiaoice Niu Su Pei know, they will definitely laugh at him!

Meng Fan's figure suddenly rose from the ground, landed on the wooden house, raised his head and stared at the giant axe mountain stone hanging on the mountain, pressed it with a palm, and there was a muffled bang, the mountain stone did not move at all, but some mountain stones fell down with a bang.

It's okay not to be afraid of feng shui luck, but it's not good if you fall from this boulder while sleeping.

Now it seems that this boulder is very strong, and I have been thinking too much.

"Brother Meng, I'm done!" After a while, Song Zheliu walked out neatly dressed, and saw Meng Fan standing on the roof, as if he had guessed what Meng Fan meant, "Are you checking that stone?" ”

"No problem. Meng Fan floated down from the roof, and subconsciously glanced at Song Zheliu's goose egg face, Song Zheliu, who had been thoroughly cleaned, never looked embarrassed in the pig's nest again, his face could be blown up, and he muttered in his heart, "This kid was born in the wrong ......"

Entering the house, Meng Fan was stunned.

I saw a sheet hanging between the two beds, like a curtain.

"Brother Meng, my brother is more noisy when he sleeps. Song Zheliu explained with a smile, revealing a row of neat white teeth, "I'm afraid it will affect you, haha." ”

Meng Fan didn't have any opinion on this, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Song Zheliu rubbed his stomach: "I'm a little hungry, but is there still food in the dining room now?"

"It's okay not to eat there. Meng Fan waved his hand and took out the pots and bowls and some ingredients from the space, and looked at Song Zheliu, who looked surprised, "It's just an ancestral handling technique, don't make a fuss, can you cook?"

Song Zheliu looked at the pots and pans, and his eyes were shining: "Yes!"

Then, without Meng Fan doing anything, Song Zheliu set up the pot, processed the ingredients, and began to cook, the technique was very skillful, and explained to Meng Fan: "A person is used to wandering outside, and his cultivation has not risen, but his cooking skills are improving day by day." ”

And this night was an extremely busy night for Meng Fan......

(End of chapter)