As Xie Jiuli and others guessed, Lao Jun not only did not appear again that day, but did not appear for several days in a row. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When they want to go out, Mr. Three always has one reason or another to prevaricate.

"It's likely to rain today, so let's stay in Junran's Mansion. ”

"It's going to be dinner soon, so you'd better eat first, right?"

"The road is being repaired in front of the door, and this road is temporarily closed. ”

If you want to say that you have to go out, Mr. Three will not stop him from saying anything. It's just that Mr. Three stood in front of them, and although he smiled and smiled, he just stood there and didn't give an inch. Xie Jiuli and the others weren't sure if this was what Lao Jun meant, but they couldn't get angry. When you meet someone with a weakness, it's easy to say anything, I'm afraid of this kind of person who has no flaws and doesn't eat hard and soft.

Mr. Three had no extra expression on his face except for a warm smile. His eyes were as unfathomable as the whole world in bloom, and no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything. All his emotions were hidden under a smile.

Xie Jiuli lay on the table, looked at the very good blooming apricot blossoms, and said in a chattering voice: "What do I mean by these three gentlemen? Is this for us to go, or not for us to go?"

Mr. Three doesn't have to be strong, they are already willing to bow down.

Mo Tutu sighed, "He must have said that to keep us from leaving." But...... Don't you think it's a shame for us to be so obedient?"

Xie Jiuli rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "On someone else's territory, even if you lose face, do you dare to go to Lao Jun's theory?"

Mo Tutu thought about the consequences carefully and shook his head decisively, "This is something you can't do, it's fatal." ”

Xie Jiuli said: "That's not it." ”

Wei Xiao'an looked at the Qian, who had become more and more silent since Lao Jun left, and asked, "Qianxiao, what are your plans?

He was silent for a long time before he spoke softly: "I have never seen Lao Jun like this, without saying anything. I don't know why he did it. It's just that he can feel that Lao Jun has no bad intentions, but he just doesn't understand this inevitable road, why does Lao Jun not want them to go?

Even if the road ahead is in danger, it is only a matter for the four of them, if Lao Jun can't see it, can't he just see it? Why do you want to do more?

Maybe it's out of the past, Lao Jun doesn't want them to get into danger. But the reason is much more than that, according to the company.

He couldn't figure it out, and his mood became more and more irritable. The more irritable he became, the more silent he was and didn't want to speak, thinking wildly in his heart.

Seeing that Qian Qian fell into silence again, Wei Xiaoan stood up helplessly, walked to the door and looked at the good weather outside the door. There was no trace of clouds in the blue sky, and this pure blue sky was already a memory for Wei Xiaoan when he was a child. I don't know what time of year it is in the world of the grave keeper, there are many kinds of flowers blooming in the yard, and a large number of them are apricot blossoms. The breeze blows, and the faint fragrance of flowers lingers in the air, which smells very good.

Wei Xiaoan looked at the sky outside and muttered: "What is the meaning that it may rain in the next few days, and the weather will be bad, I think the weather is very good, and the sky is blue and the sun is enough." He thought that Mr. Three had just found a random reason to send them away.

But as soon as he finished saying this, the sky outside suddenly darkened.

There was no lightning or thunder, but the clouds appeared out of thin air and filled the sky, and then the rain began to fall.

Wei Xiaoan watched the rain fall on the ground and splash on his trouser legs, and when he looked back, he saw Xie Jiuli and Mo Tutu laughing at the same time.

Xie Jiuli pointed to the door and said with a smile: "Wei Xiaoan, you can go and be a weather forecaster!"

Mo Tutu smiled and crooked, "It seems that Mr. Three is prescient, and he is not just talking casually." ”

Wei Xiaoan also laughed, turned around and walked back into the house, "That's right, Mr. Three doesn't look like a random joker. He sat down again, then held his head in his hands and looked at the sparse rain outside the door, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the ground. "But how long is it going to rain?"

In fact, Lao Jun did not leave Junran Mansion, this is his home, and he generally does not have any entertainment, so of course he will stay in his own home. It's just that he hides his aura and doesn't want to be discovered by the scriveners.

Of course, as long as he is not discovered by the scheming, no one will find out about his existence even if he hides next door to their room.

Mr. Three retrieved a bright yellow handkerchief he had taken out, and then walked through the long corridor around the flowerpond rockery to the door of an inconspicuous log cabin behind the flower garden in the backyard. The door of the cabin was still broken, and Mr. Three frowned when he saw it, and then walked inside with his feet raised.

There were two big white geese at the door, and they were quacking at the moment, as if they were reporting to the people in the house.

A lazy voice came from the wooden house, "Did you bring apricot blossom wine?"

Mr. Three stood at the door, grabbed a jar of apricot blossom wine out of thin air with his hand in the void. He pushed the door open and walked straight towards a wooden table that appeared in front of him, and then placed the jar in his hand on the table. Then he lifted the beaded curtain and walked inside.

Lao Jun lay lazily on the couch with an open book in his hand.

Mr. Three took out a chair from the corner and sat down. His back was straight, and even when he was sitting, he looked meticulous.

He looked at Lao Jun with a casual expression: "It's not polite for you to cool the tomb keeper and Mr. Qian in your own yard like this." ”

If Lao Jun drank water, he might squirt it out, "Third child, can't you see that I did it on purpose?"

Mr. Three replied solemnly: "I can see that I am not blind. ”

Lao Jun looked at him, "Since you can see that I did it on purpose, and ask me if it is polite?"

Mr. Three nodded, "Even if it's deliberate, it's not polite after all." ”

Lao Jun: "......"

Mr. Three looked at him, as if waiting for him to give him an answer as to why he did what he did. "Lao Jun, I don't think it's fair for you to do this. ”

Lao Jun sneered, "I'm for his good, don't this unfair idleness." ”

Mr. San is still in a serious tone, "But Mr. Qiang will not accept your affection." ”

Lao Jun was slightly silent, his expression was a little tangled, as if he was hesitating about something. In the end, it was as if a decision had been made, and it was back to normal. "Whether he will accept my affection or not, this is not something I care about. Whether he understands it or not, I'll send them out when I'm done with their enthusiasm. There are some things that they don't know is better than they know, and there are some things that they don't do better than they do. ”