Cultivating and healing in the cave, in fact, five days have passed, and in these five days, including the days when she went down the mountain, she counted with her fingers, at most, it was no more than half a month, but about half a month, such a big change has occurred in the door?

As soon as she started, she had always been unknown, but she didn't know when she had such a famous name, and even the disciples of the mountain guard were "blue-eyed" to her. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of change is a little funny for her.

Thanks to the past two years, she has suffered a lot of white eyes with her identity as a registered disciple, and in the face of all kinds of cynicism, she is even more accustomed to it, and has trained her heart into an iron wall, otherwise she would have rushed up and rewarded each of them with a fist, forcing the two of them to taste the good taste of chewing the root of their tongues.

Su Guyi took a breath and said softly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, the toad with a long tongue is just ugly, can't you help them croaking twice......

Thinking so, she calmed down, and walked to the door, letting the two people behind her point again, she didn't hear it, she didn't see it.

There are so many mouths in the world, and there are more people who love deafness, if you hate everyone who maliciously slanders you one by one, then people will die of anger before they die of old age.

I can't row, I can't row.

Entering the mountain gate and going up, the magnificent atmosphere of Fuxia Gate suddenly came to the face.

Xianmen has been established for thousands of years, under the erosion of the years, the bronze gate of Fuxia Gate is one zhang high, inevitably attached to the green patina, the mottled rust not only does not affect the majesty of Xianmen, but also makes it appear more ancient and vicissitudes.

Su Guyi sighed that when she first came to the door two years ago, she was carried in by two disciples, and she almost fell off the cliff at that time, she was in shock, and all the scenery in front of the mountain gate had not had time to appreciate it.

Outside the one-foot-high bronze gate, she knocked lightly three times, and a dull sound came from her ears, and a disciple opened the door, and she walked inside without squinting......

To the south of Fuxia Gate, there is an inconspicuous house, in which there is a small courtyard, a huge ancient acacia tree, four zhang high, dense branches and leaves stretch out in all directions, hiding more than half of the empty courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a sound of "bangbang" from time to time.

Su Guyi stepped in, her eyes swept around the courtyard, and she saw a tall and thin young man, holding an axe, chopping firewood one by one.

It was obviously a cold winter, and the young man's clothes were not thick, that is, in addition to the long shirt, a half-worn gray jacket was added, and the ten fingers holding the axe were slightly red.

The door of the courtyard was originally open, and when Su Guyi walked in, the man didn't notice it at all.

"Wang Zhangyi. ”

"Whew!" the boy subconsciously responded when he heard someone calling, splitting a piece of wood, and then panting and looking up.

The girl standing at the gate of the courtyard looked at him sideways with a smile on her face.

"How, how are you. When Wang Zhangyi saw the visitor, his eyes first widened, and then he opened his mouth wide, his expression was unexpected.

This is the stove room in the Fuxia Gate, usually only the fairy servants will come and go every day, take food or send back food boxes and chopsticks.

In the Immortal Gate, except for those elders, or disciples who have cultivated so deep that they can open the valley, they don't need to eat, and other disciples with lower realms, as well as immortal servants, are still indispensable for daily food.

So at this time, Su Guyi suddenly visited, and Wang Zhangyi suddenly couldn't react.

"Why can't it be me, I came to you on purpose, can't I?" Su Guyi's eyebrows were crooked, still smiling.

She smiled brightly*** The camellia in winter is still beautiful and bright, Wang Zhangyi looked a little demented, and after a while, he realized that he was stunned, turned his face away, and covered up the suspicious flush.

"Uh, oh. "He looked forward to Ai Aidao.

A hand stretched out, snow-white palm, grasping a small cloth bag, across in front of Wang Zhangyi. He was stunned, held the axe and pointed, "What are you doing here?"

"What else can you do, of course it's for you, I went out on a trip to the mountains not long ago, and I just happened to take it with me, and I don't have any acquaintances in Xianmen, what about you, if you want me to be a friend, just take it." Su Guyi said with a smile.

"In the future, if it's too valuable, I won't accept it. Wang Zhangyi muttered, took the cloth bag and opened it to see, halfway through the opening, the movements in his hands stopped.

Inside was a dark blue cotton jacket, and there was an oiled paper bag with a red mark on it, and when he looked at it, he knew what was inside, which was the word seal of the Xinglin bun shop in Qushui Town.

He suddenly glanced up at Su Guyi, then quickly lowered his head, opened his mouth, and was silent.

As an immortal servant, his life is not very good, he can eat food, wear shirts, live safely, don't worry about the evil spirits outside, and occasionally get a few money, that's all.

It's just that the silver money you get is usually forcibly taken away by the immortal servants with a higher status before you have time to heat it, so you can rarely save it.

That bun was his father's favorite, and that day was his father's death day.

His eyes fell on the dark blue cotton jacket, his throat floated slightly, he took a deep breath, and understood that she was repaying him for taking care of her back then, so he was not hypocritical, and said, "Thank you." ”

Su Guyi shook her head and smiled: "Thank you, I didn't be polite to you before." ”

Wang Zhangyi was stunned, grinned, and finally laughed.

He was about to speak when he heard a sarcastic voice, with disdain, coming from the door.

"Yo, who am I, isn't this Wang Zhangyi, when did you meet one in the door," the voice paused, and then laughed: "A named disciple, okay, there is progress, this time it's not like to mess with beggars anymore." ”

This cynical tone made Su Guyi also harsh.

She turned her back to the courtyard gate, and without looking, she could hear who the owner of the voice was.

Wang Zhangyi's face was very ugly, he squeezed the hand holding the cloth bag hard, the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged, his knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's none of your business." ”

Zhang Ziming snorted: "I don't want to be related to you, whoever is friends with you, I will be ashamed of her, and I am still a disciple of Xianmen, and I am not afraid of lowering my status." ”

Identity?

When Su Guyi heard this, she smiled silently, she is a registered disciple, her status is low enough, are you afraid of lowering?

Wang Zhangyi's face was red and white for a while.

Before he could react, Su Guyi turned around, showed a shallow smile, and said, "It's not your face that is lost, who is he willing to be friends with, can you care?"

Zhang Ziming frowned, and saw Su Guyi's face clearly.

She was annoyed at first, and immediately remembered that she had been swindled with three gold beads in Xianlin Yuan, just because of those purple immortals with spirit patterns!

His eyes swept over Su Guyi's face, and the eyebrows and eyes seemed to be familiar, especially these eyes, which were full of agility and deep perseverance.

Suddenly, her eyes darkened, Fuxia Immortal Temple, little beggar......