Shen Qingjuan's eyes were full of tears, "My lord, you are really good. If you didn't have me, you'd save a lot of trouble. Now, for example, you can just carry a suitcase and ......"

Yuan Shuyu was stunned, these women were so easy to be moved. And crying at every turn, it's really troublesome.

Yuan Shuyu said, "You hurry up." ”

Shen Qingjuan nodded, and hurriedly followed.

After turning a corner and seeing that there was no one, Yuan Shuyu's hand flashed, and he put the two suitcases into the Sumeru ring.

Shen Qingjuan's eyes widened.

This time, Yuan Shuyu didn't know where to receive the two big suitcases, and Shen Qingjuan naturally couldn't understand it.

Yuan Shuyu opened his mouth to explain, "It's too troublesome to hold the box, and I put it in the Sumeru ring." Wait until you get to the mountain and ask me for your suitcase. ”

Shen Qingjuan nodded.

Wudang Mountain has been prosperous for thousands of years, the incense has been very vigorous, and there are many tourists, so the road leading to the mountain is well repaired, and it is a step made of large bluestone strips.

Even if it rains, it doesn't affect the mountain at all.

The rain was still falling.

Shen Qingjuan was really a little tired, and now all she was praying for was a warm room, a comfortable, clean bed, and a cup of hot tea, and she was satisfied.

The thin clothes on Shen Qingjuan's body were already a little wet. It made her feel colder.

And Yuan Shuyu is still as dry as ever.

When the raindrops get close to Yuan Shuyu, they will be bounced away, and they will not fall on Yuan Shuyu at all.

After turning another corner, I saw a pavilion.

The plaque on the pavilion reads three words, "Welcome Pavilion".

There was a small Taoist priest in the pavilion, and there was a stove in the pavilion that boiled boiling hot water.

This little Taoist priest is the fifth generation of disciples of Wudang Mountain.

The next day after the horse went up the mountain together. Song Shidao gathered all the disciples and said about Ma Yi and Ao Yu.

Wudang up and down, is also frightened, everyone is in danger, who doesn't know that the current Ao Yu is as famous as the sky, not to mention, but also extremely ruthless.

However, then, Song Shidao said that he talked to Ao Yu about reconciliation and the price that the Wudang faction would have to pay.

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

Because I don't know when this Shenlong Lord will come, from that day on, the five generations of disciples took turns to boil water at the welcome pavilion at the bottom of the mountain and wait.

It's been more than two months.

Many disciples thought that the Divine Dragon Ao Yu might not come.

After all, for this Lord Shenlong, this compensation from the Wudang Sect was nothing.

And this Lord Shenlong must have a lot of more important things to do, maybe he forgot to go with the horse, and the Wudang faction is not necessarily.

However, Bei Qingxin and Song Shidao insisted on letting the little Taoist priests of the five generations guard the welcome pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

In case that Lord Shenlong came, Wudang didn't welcome the guests, and he didn't even have any preparations, and if he angered that Lord again, he would be in a lot of trouble.

This is the second time that Qingcha has been on duty at the welcome pavilion.

In another half an hour, he will be able to call it a day.

The weather was terrible cold, although there was a stove and you could drink hot water, but it was still not as good as a warm room.

There was a small stove in the room on the hill, and the room was all wooden. As long as the stove is burned, it is especially warm.

How comfortable it would be to eat a hot meal, drink a bowl of hot soup, and then sleep under a quilt in your room.

It's much better than here.

The little Taoist Qingcha had already begun to doze off.

I don't blame him, he's been here since noon, and now it's almost seven o'clock in the evening, and seven hours have passed, can he not be tired?

From a distance, Qingcha saw two people coming up, a man and a woman.

Qingcha knows that it is definitely not the person he is waiting for.

This man and woman are also nervous, in such a cold weather, it is getting dark, and they are still climbing mountains. Even if you arrive at the Wudang Sect, you can stay in the guest room of the Wudang Sect, it will be at least two hours later.

What's even more ironic is that it was raining, and neither of them had brought rain gear.

The woman's face was a little pale, and she looked like she was too cold.

Qingcha was kind-hearted, and shouted from afar, "Two guests, come here to drink some hot tea, and then go up the mountain." ”

Listening to Qingcha's shout, Shen Qingjuan's eyes showed a hint of anger. At this time, it would be nice to have a cup of hot tea and roast the fire.

The two walked into the welcome pavilion.

Qingcha looked at Shen Qingjuan's wet clothes, hair, and white lips, and felt very pity in her heart, and immediately poured Shen Qingjuan a cup of hot tea.

looked at Yuan Shuyu and was a little surprised, why did this person not bring rain gear, but his body was still dry.

Then Qingcha also poured a cup of tea for Yuan Shuyu.

Qingcha said, "The two guests drink slowly, warm up, the road up the mountain is still long." ”

Shen Qingjuan picked up the tea and drank it down, "Another cup." Little master, how much is a cup of this tea? ”

Qingcha hurriedly poured another cup for Shen Qingjuan, "This tea doesn't cost money." Little Taoist, I'm waiting for someone here, so by the way, I boil some tea and don't need money. But when I go up the mountain, I want to live in my Wudang faction guest room, but I need money. Eating in the mountains also costs money. ”

Shen Qingjuan took a sip of tea in his mouth, and said hesitantly, "Thank you, little master." ”

Yuan Shuyu smiled, he already understood, this little Taoist priest was probably waiting for himself.

I didn't expect the Wudang faction to be so cautious, and they actually sent people to guard the welcome pavilion.

It's been more than two months, and I'm still here to watch.

Yuan Shuyu was very satisfied with the attitude of the Wudang faction.

What's more, this little Taoist priest has a really good heart.

Don't want money for tea, please drink it with Shen Qingjuan.

At this time, the little Taoist priest took out an oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Shen Qingjuan, "Girl, you can hold this oil-paper umbrella to block the rain." When you get to the mountain, you can give it to anyone you want, and you can say that it is an umbrella for clear tea. ”

Shen Qingjuan was happy, "Little master, how many umbrellas do you have?" Can you give me another handful?"

The little Taoist priest was distressed, "I only have an umbrella for the little way." I saw that you were in the rain and very cold, so I gave you your umbrella. I'm going to go up the mountain in the rain too. ”

Shen Qingjuan looked at the little Taoist priest, and was about to cry: Woo, this little master is really good.

Yuan Shuyu was even more surprised, this little Taoist priest named Qingcha was not ordinarily good.

He would rather go up the mountain in the rain by himself than give Shen Qingjuan an umbrella.

Yuan Shuyu smiled.

Shen Qingjuan didn't want to take an umbrella. If the little Taoist priest had a few umbrellas and gave her one, she would naturally be willing to accept such kindness.

However, the little Taoist priest gave her the umbrella, and he was about to get drenched in the rain. The little Taoist priest is not very old, he is twelve or thirteen years old, and he doesn't know if he will get sick if he gets drenched in the rain.

Yuan Shuyu said to Shen Qingjuan, "Take it." ”

Hearing that Lord Shenlong had spoken, Shen Qingjuan took the umbrella, "Thank you, little master." ”

Yuan Shuyu then turned his head to the little Taoist Qingcha and said, "You go to report, I, Ao Yu, have come to the Wudang Sect and worship the mountain gate." ”