Xu Zixian was stunned for a moment, he looked at the white pigeon's haggard face, and he found that there were many more things in the white pigeon's eyes, there were firmness, self-confidence, and hope, but there was no deep admiration before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Xu Zixian felt relaxed for a moment, but for a moment there was still a little indescribable loss.

The maid carefully waited for the white pigeon to finish washing, combed the white pigeon into a fresh and small bun, inserted the white pigeon's favorite small Tianyi hairpin, and then put on a light little makeup, the rouge was smudged, and the white pigeon's face really looked much more energetic.

The white pigeon glanced at Xu Zixian, who had been talking and stopped, waved his hand and told the maid to go out, the maid turned around and left, and closed the door softly.

The white pigeon turned his head to look at Xu Zixian, his eyes were slightly attacking, and he said calmly: "Brother Zixian, I haven't had time to ask you, what did you say last time you came to look for me on the order of the teacher?"

Xu Zixian was stunned by the white pigeon's sudden serious expression, Xu Zixian was also a figure with a seven-trick exquisite heart, otherwise the only disciple of the Holy Mountain would not be so easy to be.

Xu Zixian sighed in his heart, it seems that this experience has changed the white pigeon a lot, since the white pigeon is no longer the child who stuck to himself before, then he must also take out the posture of a disciple of the Holy Mountain.

Xu Zixian sat down, took a sip of tea, and made the master's explanation clear before going down the mountain.

After listening to this, the white pigeon said: "According to this, it is completely your master's responsibility that I will cross?" From the bottom of my heart, I hated this old Taoist priest who I had never met! It turned out that I was summoned to this strange time and space to suffer, and the separation from my parents and friends was all because of this old Taoist priest's mistakes?

As the saying goes, love the house and Wu, probably also hate the house and Wu, and the white pigeon is not even friendly with Xu Zixian's expression.

Xu Zixian looked at Bai Ge's somewhat hideous expression, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he had to soothe: "The master has probably said so much, and the details are still waiting for us to go back to the Holy Mountain, and he will explain it to you in person." “

"He'd better give me an explanation!"

Xu Zixian watched the white pigeon become so strange from the innocent girl before in a blink of an eye, and knew in her heart that the white pigeon probably couldn't accept this result, after all, it was the master's fault that made her suffer the pain she shouldn't have suffered.

So he turned around silently and prepared to leave quietly.

Bai Ge's heart has been stung by the scene of modern parents and fake self's warm life, and all the grievances in his heart are uncontrollably vented to Xu Zixian.

At this time, seeing Xu Zixian turn around and leave, he felt a little regretful in his heart, but he couldn't help but say, "Don't worry, I will go back to the Holy Mountain with you!"

When Xu Zixian heard this, he paused, did not speak, turned to leave, and took a deep look at the white dove sitting there at this time, Xu Zixian's heart did not blame, but it was indescribably distressed.

Hongying, who had been thinking about the white pigeon, heard that the white pigeon woke up, and came early in the morning with the best ginseng bird's nest, and happened to meet Dr. Qin who was preparing to give the white pigeon a follow-up at the door, and Xu Zixian who was about to leave.

Xu Zixian was afraid of arousing Hongying's suspicions, so he had to use the excuse to come out to breathe, turned around and followed into the boudoir of the white pigeon.

The three of them entered the house, and Hong Ying hurriedly walked over with a smile and held the hand of the white pigeon, and said softly: "My sister is really guilty this time, these ginseng bird's nests are my treasures, now take them out for you to replenish your body, you must remember to eat." ”

Bai Ge is very grateful in his heart, this not simple woman always makes herself feel real warmth and tenderness.

Doctor Qin on the side heard Hongying's words, and hurriedly shook his hand and said: "Red shopkeeper, this Miss Bai has just recovered from a serious illness, she can't eat these things, now she can only eat some light to nourish her body." ”

Hong Ying covered her lips with her hand and sneered: "Doctor Qin, how can the slave family not know this, I have these supplements for my sister to eat on the way." When the time comes, how can you eat such a good thing. ”

"On the way?" Bai Ge raised his head to look at Hong Ying, and wondered in his heart: "No, is it possible that Xu Zixian has been in a coma for the past few days Xu Zixian has clarified the situation with Hong Ying?" Thinking about it, he couldn't help but squint at Xu Zixian on the side, and Xu Zixian obviously also had a puzzled expression, and looked back at Bai Pigeon with a tacit understanding.

Hearing the white pigeon's question, Hong Ying said with a smile: "In the past few days when you have been in a coma, the second prince sent someone to report to Mengju, saying that the nobles in the capital heard about the fun of mahjong and asked you to teach by name." ”

Hongying even quipped: "My sister will soar in the future, but you have to remember your sister." ”

Although at the beginning, I thought that mahjong could take me to fly, but the influence was too great, and it spread too fast.

This place is 108,000 miles away from the capital, and mahjong has only been taught for a few months. The white pigeon has to suspect that this ancient use is not a flying pigeon to pass the book, but a telephone WeChat.

What's more, his original plan was just to use mahjong to make some money, if he was summoned to Beijing, he would become a new guest in the capital in seconds, wouldn't he be like what was written in the palace fighting drama step by step, step by step shocking?

Think about the dynasties and generations played in the TV series, the protagonists enter the palace and meet some murderous and bloodless masters, that is, Zhen Huan has the aura of the protagonist, doesn't she often die and suffer humiliation?

With his own IQ and EQ, it is estimated that he will be too small to stuff those people's teeth, and if you count it, you will be ashamed of Xu Zixian's attitude towards herself, and the old Taoist priest is ashamed of herself, so she still wants to listen to the destiny of heaven and go to the holy mountain with Xu Zixian to find the safety of the old Taoist.

I must have made up my mind in my heart, thinking about the unknown journey on the distant holy mountain, and the resentment in my heart was also reduced a little along with the yearning for the holy mountain.

The white pigeon pretended to be surprised on his face, and exclaimed: "Then borrow my sister's auspicious words, sister, I will eat and drink spicy food when the time comes, and I will definitely not forget my sister and you." “

Seeing the happy appearance of the white pigeon, Hongying's face sank, and she thought in her heart why this little girl was still so simple. couldn't help but say eagerly: "My sister is going to the capital, but it's not a step to the sky as you imagined." Maybe it's very dangerous to go here, then the capital is not as good as a little virtuous city, you must take good care of yourself. “

The two chatted for a while, and a maid came to tell her that there was something important in Mengju, and Hong Ying explained a few words, and then got up to say goodbye.

The white pigeon was actually soft-hearted when Xu Zixian turned around lonely, no matter what, Xu Zixian was not directly responsible for harming himself. His attitude towards his 180-degree turn is really hurtful.

So Bai Ge asked a little tentatively: "Brother Zixian, you also heard what Sister Hongying said just now, it seems that we can't go to the Holy Mountain." “

"It's just a small capital, and you don't have to go. Xu Zixian's hidden arrogance as a disciple of the Holy Mountain finally burst out.

Although the master usually looks casual, Xu Zixian will not forget that every three years, there are nobles in the capital who come to kneel and ask the master to do it, and every time he is scolded by the master, he returns in vain.

When Bai Ge heard this, he was relieved, and he was afraid that Xu Zixian would be afraid of the powerful and would not take himself to the holy mountain.

Then when the time comes, I will go to the capital to be a place of right and wrong, and it is estimated that there will be no place to die and be buried.

"Brother Zixian, let's rest for two days, get our things ready and set off!"