As the so-called paper can't hold the fire, Mu Ran didn't expect that the matter would soon be exposed, Kunlun Mountain has a long history, and every year there is a time when the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are exposed, Uncle Liuli is originally in charge of the affairs in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and each volume of the scriptures is counted by her personally, which is given to the remaining little disciples.

Mu Ran was a little worried, but she thought to herself, there are tens of thousands of scriptures in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, how did Uncle Liuli remember them all, this time, it was just a routine, as soon as she thought of this, she was a little relieved, however, at that moment, the panicked beating heart had not completely calmed down, that is, at this time, I still heard a voiceless voice from Liuli without any expression, "What is going on, how is there one less volume of scriptures, who of you broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion without permission?" It seems that Liuli is indeed paying attention to this Hidden Sword Pavilion, and when Mu Ran, who was standing beside Liuli, heard this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and he instantly realized that something bad would happen.

Liuli watched the theft of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion very closely, and it was the first time that Mu Ran saw Liuli's angry tone, "Didn't Kunlun Mountain teach you the left way of the Tang Sect!"

"Isn't it possible that he also taught us the right way?" Lu Chuan finished his serious business, but he felt very sleepy, and while walking, he even made a small debt, and when he spread out the bamboo slips in his hand, he showed a subtle smile, but remembering that Mu Ran was still on Kunlun Mountain at this time, Lu Chuan's face was still a little worried, but even though he was thinking like this, it was just a moment, and Lu Chuan strode away from this Kunlun Mountain.

When I saw Lu Chuan again, I really didn't know how many years had passed, Mu Ran finally felt at that moment that Lu Chuan seemed to have changed, and he was no longer the same as before. And when Mu Ran looked at him in disbelief, as if looking at a stranger, "Lu Chuan, how could you ......?"

It's still so clean and clear. There was a murderous aura in those red eyes, and more importantly, when a black dress appeared in front of Mu Ran, Mu Ran really couldn't suppress the panic and hesitation in his expression, and finally mustered up his courage, "Lu Chuan...... You...... You ......" words still can't be said after all, in fact, what Mu Ran wants to ask is, Lu Chuan, how did you become like this?!

Lu Chuan naturally wouldn't tell Mu Ran. He actually came here for Kunlun Mountain this time, but because of the humiliation he suffered a few years ago, now he is seeking justice for himself. He originally came for the position of the head of the house, and he didn't show the slightest fear on his body when he faced Ziying, which made Mu Ran suddenly shudder.

"The little girl was originally a single child. His mother had been sick for many years, and had been widowed all day long, and she rarely spoke to anyone. In a quiet place, Lin Ruhai looked out from the railing, and when he said this, he sighed before continuing. Thank you Mr. for teaching her little girl to read and write, so that she can be happy and nurtured, and she will not be so depressed. ”

"My lord's words are serious," Jia Yucun immediately arched his hand when he heard this, "Yu'er is smart and sensitive. It is also an honor for Yucun to have such a student, but ......" he paused, as if he hesitated, and did not continue.

Lin Ruhai looked at Daiyu, who was writing something intently in the opposite room. Seeing Jia Yucun's hesitant appearance, he said clearly, "Mr. has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"It doesn't matter." Jia Yucun said with a smile, "It's just that I often hear people say that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and it is also an adult who has no children under her knees, so she will pretend to be an adopted son, but this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, you must not mention it!" This also makes Yu'er have a skill in the future, I don't know what the adults think of what Yucun said? ”

Lin Ruhai saw that Jia Yucun said what was in his heart so bluntly, stroked his beard, and nodded, "What Mr. said is not impossible, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can also be used as a teaching for pleasant feelings, but ......" Lin Ruhai coughed a few times as he spoke, and did not continue to say what he wanted to say.

"Suddenly saying this, it was also abrupt for Yucun." Jia Yucun looked at Lin Ruhai's face as usual, just a little pale and sickly, thinking about this matter, he may not be suspicious, so he was relieved, and continued, "It happened that I was in the next distant cousin niece, proficient in music and rhythm, and the right servants came, and I didn't care about the expenses, and I begged Yucun to find a job for her, Yucun dared to take the liberty of it, if the adults have doubts, I will tell her to stop, and let her find another place." ”

"No, no." Lin Ruhai stopped Jia Yucun, "What are you talking about, sir?" Mr. did his best for the little girl, not to mention, and now he is also thinking about the little girl, such a thing that kills two birds with one stone, where will it not be followed. ”

"In that case," Jia Yucun said, "then thank you." ”

At this time, a cold wind blew from the southwest direction, wrapped in the intention of killing, the building pavilions, suddenly gave birth to a sense of sadness and sadness in autumn, the cold wind blew, and the surroundings were wrapped in a touch of desolation, and the heavy snow fell one after another.

In the winter of that year, it was Lin Daiyu who saw Chu Muran for the first time.

It was the north wind that was blowing, and the heavy curtains on the house were shaking in the cold wind, and she sat by the window, and the occasional ice slag hit her eyes, which was sharp and cold. Fortunately, the stove in her arms is still warm, which makes Daiyu's heart feel a little cooler. Xue Yan came over with a jacket at this time, and saw that Daiyu was only wearing a blue and blue thin shirt, sitting in front of the window frowning, secretly sentimental, so she shook her head, put the jacket on Daiyu's body, and said angrily, "Miss is already weak, and she doesn't care for herself so much, and when she is sick, she calls us to be a good beating!" ”

"I already have a wind chill, but it's just aggravated." Daiyu didn't care, but said lightly, "Besides, just like you, when have I beaten you and scolded you, but you, often find me angry, others don't know, and think that you are the master and I am a slave!" ”

"Okay, okay, Miss's lesson is that Snow Goose doesn't dare anymore!" Xue Yan knew that Daiyu had always been poisonous snakes, and she didn't want to argue with her more, so she just asked, "That person has eaten the Yang Rong Pill?" ”

"Eat, eat." Daiyu glanced at the snow goose, then got up, and said slowly, "I'm tired this time, I'm too lazy to drive, I just want to go to bed to rest for a while, you can close the window!" ”

"Yes!" Snow Goose stopped Daiyu's words, and was about to close the window, but only one hand touched the edge of the window, and when Daiyu turned around, she suddenly saw a woman coming from a large piece of silver, "Wait! Daiyu said, and Snow Goose stopped her movements, turned her head sideways and looked at Daiyu suspiciously, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Daiyu ignored her and just stared at the snow outside.

I saw that the woman was holding a navy blue oil umbrella and wearing a honey-colored cloak, and when she got closer, she saw that the woman had long hair and a shawl, her lips were red without dots, and her eyebrows were green without painting. Seeing this, Lin Daiyu didn't care about the cold in the wind, she only smiled and went to the door to greet her, "I heard that my father said that there was a teacher who taught me to play the piano, but I didn't know that it was such a beauty!" ”

The woman said that her surname was Chu, and her name was Mu Ran, and said with a smile, "I only heard my distant cousin say that his female student was unusually smart, and she was even more dignified and beautiful. ”

"The teacher laughed!" A word of praise made Daiyu blush, and she replied shyly, "Isn't the teacher also beautiful?" ”

"You and I are not much older, and I am only a few years older than you, so why bother with the title of teacher, but call me old!" Chu Muran took the umbrella, went into the house, and took off the cloak outside, revealing the delicate figure inside, "If you like it, just call me Muran; If you want to follow the order of the elder and younger, then call me my sister, is that good? ”

"That being the case, I call you sister dye, and my sister calls me sister, and from then on, you and I will be called sisters, but there will be no difference." Lin Daiyu said and laughed, she originally thought that Mr. Jia's distant cousin and niece were as stubborn as him, but when she saw her today, she just felt that she hated to see each other, so she hurriedly invited her to the couch and talked cordially with her hands.

"My sister has ever touched the sound of the harp?" Chu Muran saw Daiyu's face white and red, and he relaxed a lot when he spoke, and then saw Daiyu shook his head, and then said, "This is not in a hurry, playing the piano is for the sake of pleasure and temperament, and it is impossible to say that it is urgent, so I will not bring the piano here today, just to talk about the history of the piano, three days and three nights can't be said!" ”

Daiyu already liked to watch those dramas, but now when she heard Chu Muran say this, her eyes couldn't hide her joy, and she immediately listened to her with relish, and when she said that she was happy, she laughed even more, and she couldn't straighten her waist, and she didn't notice the complicated look on Chu Muran's face at all.

The two talked for a long time, and Chu Muran got up to say goodbye, although Daiyu asked her to stay for dinner before leaving, Muran still excused herself, "I came out of the house before, and I already told my uncle that I was going back to the house for dinner, so my uncle is waiting at home, but I thank my sister for her kindness." After saying that, he wrapped himself in a shawl and raised an umbrella, and the footprints on the snow gradually faded away.

Daiyu watched Mu Ran disappear from her sight, so she ordered Xue Yan to put the curtain down and enter the house by herself.

However, Su Muran walked in a snowy field with an indifferent expression, and only stopped at a corner, "Sir." She lowered her eyes and only called faintly.