Rocks are everywhere, green grass is sparse,

Next to the low barren hill path, the old Bodhi banyan with the branches stretched several feet away, and the vigorous trunk was like a withered old man, sitting on all fours. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rag tea shed that has been mended and mended has become the only decoration under the Bodhi banyan, and in this kind of place, there is indeed a feeling of comfort to stop and stop.

A black-shirted young man sat in the tea shed, sipping the tea in his hand with a relaxed face, although it was slightly bitter, but in this wild place where birds don't, it seemed good to be able to drink such a cup of tea.

Sitting beside him was a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, a pair of small eyes rolling slightly, looking around the barren hill, and his white left hand resting on the hilt of the sword. A discerning person can tell at a glance that this man is very shrewd, cautious, and definitely a calculating fellow.

"Young village master, we have come all the way, there is no eyebrows, this world is looking for people, when will we find it!"

The pock-faced middle-aged man retracted his gaze, twisted his somewhat sour shoulders, and said in a complaining tone.

"Uncle Ma,"

"How many times have I said that you came out to call me young master. The black-shirted boy reminded him with a calm face.

"Yes, young master!"

The middle-aged man replied respectfully, but as soon as the words came out, he realized that he had made another slip of the tongue, so he quickly closed his mouth and lowered his head from looking at him.

Alas!

The black-shirted young man rolled his eyes helplessly: "It's really a mistake to take you out! I knew that it would be good to bring Qiu Ling out, I could serve people, and I could be pleasing to the eye!"

forehead

The middle-aged man held it in his throat in one breath, and said in his heart: You think I want to follow your little ancestor to suffer all over the mountains, but it was not forced by the owner of the village.

But he only dared to think about it in his heart, and he still had to have a smile on his face, praying that this little ancestor could be kind and go back as soon as possible, so that he could be liberated as soon as possible.

Da, da

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and a carriage appeared from the corner, slowly driving on the gravel road of ****.

Drive.....

The coachman dragged his long voice, tightened the reins of his horse and stopped in front of the tea shed, jumped off the station and said, "Miss, there is a tea shed here, let's quench our thirst!"

I saw two women come out of the carriage, the woman headed by Qiushui has bright eyes, red lips and white skin, and on the side is a girl dressed as a subordinate, it is Qin Xin and Xiaolan master and servant who came to find Ling Zifeng's traces along the way.

Miss, there is no place to rest in this radius, and I finally found such a place, so I can only wronged you!

As he spoke, the coachman drove the carriage to the side of the road, and Qin Xin stood on the side of the road and looked at the very simple tea shed, and nodded not disgusted with the shabby tea shed.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform!

Qin Xin looked at the tea shed and sighed in his heart, how many people can do it if they can open such a tea shed in this place, and have such a weak heart of fame and fortune.

The two walked into the tea shed, found an empty table and just sat down, the old man who sold tea came over and said apologetically: The two girls are afraid that they have come from afar, the little old man is poor, and he can only order tea and coarse cakes, so he can only treat you slowly.

Qin Xin smiled slightly: "The old man is serious, as long as he can satisfy his hunger and quench his thirst." ”

That's it,

The old man nodded, turned around and brought two bowls of tea, handed some rough cakes, and then turned around and sat down with his eyes closed.

Master!

A laughing sound sounded, and Qin Xin's hand that had just picked up the tea shook slightly, and almost fell to the ground. I saw a young man in a black shirt sit down with a big thorn on the side.

"Yo,"

Xiaolan stared at him with a cold face, and sneered in an unkind tone: "Isn't this our Mu Lun Mu Shaozhai master, what are you calling blindly, who is your master?"

Hey!

Xiaolan, my master fought for your young lady in a bloody battle, fought in the nine skies, and fought so much that it was an earth-shattering, miserable, corpses all over the field, it was simply the enemy of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods were shocked, you said that your young lady is not my master, who is my master!

Mu Lun shook his head, talked at length for a long time, and praised endlessly, as if he didn't see Xiaolan's rolled eyes and an angry expression.

"Hehe, Young Master Mu is not free in the village, how could he come to this wild place to suffer from this cold?" Qin Xin smiled, watching the two of them arguing, so he had to interject and interrupt them.

Hmph, do you still need to ask!

The owner of the wood village came out to collect incense money, but in this poor and remote place, how many coppers can you receive?

Xiaolan tilted her head, spoke harshly and meanly, not polite at all, and didn't seem to have forgotten the fact that the people of Mujiazhai were acting majestic on the boat.

Mu Lun had no choice but to pretend not to hear, and said with a smile at Qin Xinyu: "Master, I'm looking for my master, I heard that the master is making a lot of trouble in the rivers and lakes, I'm worried about being an apprentice!"

Qin Xin couldn't help but smile: Zifeng, if he knew that there was such a sensible apprentice as you, I am afraid that he would not know how happy he should be.

"Come on, miss,"

"With his small body, it's to make a mess for the son, and he looks weak, and it's not enough for people to stuff their teeth!"

Xiaolan looked Mu Lun up and down, with a contemptuous expression, how much disgust and disgust she had.

Hum!

Mu Lun snorted coldly and glanced at Xiaolan with disgust: "Girl with no eyesight, no wonder she is skinny, she has nothing to do!"

"Hey, who are you talking about, who is skinny, who has nothing, what does this girl want, it's really blind to your dog's eyes!"

When Xiaolan heard this, she immediately became anxious, straightened her chest, and approached Mu Lun, with a dangerous look flashing in her eyes, as a woman, what she was most afraid of was that others would talk about this, and no one could stand it.

forehead

Mu Lun hurriedly dodged away, this is simply a tsundere little tiger, he can't afford to provoke or hide, but he also ruthlessly threw out four words on his mouth: who is in a hurry to say whom.

You......

Xiao Lan stood up with a cold face.

Qin Xin had no choice but to shake her head helplessly, this girl was going to lose her temper, and she couldn't stop it for a while, so she turned her head and said to Mu Lun: "Okay, Young Master Mu don't be like Xiaolan, you don't have to look for Zifeng, he has lost his memory, and he doesn't know you when he finds him." “

"What, the master he has amnesia,"

"As the master's only apprentice, I should go to him at this time, you must know that the master is there, right. ”

Mu Lun was shocked when he heard this, if Ling Zifeng forgot about him, then wouldn't the matter of his apprenticeship be blown up.

No way

Absolutely not

The duck that was finally cooked said that nothing could be allowed to fly.

Mu Lun is not stupid, on the contrary, he is also very smart, although he doesn't know how high Ling Zifeng's kung fu is, but he is definitely one of the best in the rivers and lakes, such a master may not be able to find it with a lantern, the most important thing is his own qualifications, and people can't look down on him if he can find it.

Therefore, he will not let himself become the copycat young master who eats and waits for death and does nothing again, that is not the life he wants.