After the plain Taoist left, the tiger-shaped boy was obviously different from his previous expression, he didn't like to take care of him, walked back to the room by himself, lay down on the bench and continued to sleep, as if there was no such person as Su Yang at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Yang frowned and looked at the tall young man, and thought angrily, what a tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and now he still has to see the face of a stinky boy, shook his head helplessly, tightened the book in his hand, and followed in.

However, the moment Su Yang stepped into the room, a burst of heat hit his face, and there were two worlds inside and outside the room!

Su Yang turned his head suspiciously, and then his eyes widened violently, but he saw that a huge two-person furnace was standing at the top of the room, and there was a raging fire under the roof, and those who didn't know thought that there was a monkey inside.

"What's in there?" Su Yang asked the tiger-shaped boy lying on the bench.

"Let's go chop wood first, and I'll talk about anything when I wake up, senior brother." The tiger-shaped boy didn't look up, his words were a little indifferent, but in fact, he was secretly happy in his heart, and said secretly: "Finally, someone can call it, and I can finally live a good life." ”

When Su Yang saw it, the demon in his heart was suddenly ready to move, he really wanted to drag this bear cub down and beat him up, and discipline this impolite stinky boy for his mother, but Su Yang's body was extremely thin, although he had the heart to do it, he didn't have the strength.

But just let him go? The answer, of course, is no.

With Su Yang's temperament, he allows others to on his head? Dream on! Isn't it just a little rabbit cub, Su Yang has hundreds of ways to make him want to live and die, why do he have to do it? Is it bad to convince people with virtue and be a civilized person?

"Okay, you can sleep, I'll go find Senior Sister Suyi to help me arrange it." Su Yang snorted coldly, played scheming with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu made a small report, and ran outside.

When the tiger-headed young man heard Su Yi's name, he sat up from the chair and smiled at Su Yang, "Senior brother, wait, junior brother, what's your name." ”

"Su Yang."

"Hehe, Senior Brother Su, Senior Brother Liu's name is Liu Xiaohu, you can call me Senior Brother Liu." The tiger-shaped boy rubbed his hands, coughed dryly twice, and continued: "Senior brother, I just have a stinky problem and like to sleep, don't you tell Senior Sister Suyi, after all, we will get along day and night in the future." ”

Su Yang spread his hands, indicating that he didn't care, Liu Xiaohu saw it, hurriedly got up from the chair, led Su Yang out of the door, and came to a thatched house next door.

"Well, Senior Brother Su, this is the house where you sleep in the future."

A bed, a table, a wooden barrel, this is what Su Yang can see.

On the futon, there were two folded light blue clothes quietly at this time, and you don't have to think about it to know that this should be the uniform clothing of the disciples of the Earth Pavilion.

But seeing this, Su Yang suddenly remembered something, and immediately looked back at Liu Xiaohu's sleeve robe, a red edge was printed on the sleeve hem, this other person seems to be different, all the way around, it seems to be light yellow, including the senior sister in plain clothes, and why is Liu Xiaohu's clothes red sleeves?

Su Yang immediately asked in surprise: "Why is the edge of our clothes red?" ”

Liu Xiaohu rubbed his nose and looked very calm, it seemed that Su Yang was not asking a question, "Our pavilion is also divided into many factions, our Cinnabar Hall is naturally red." ”

"Cinnabar Hall?" Su Yang was a little inexplicable, pointed at Liu Xiaohu, and then pointed at himself, "You and me?" ”

"Yes, you still need dozens of people to cook cinnabar?" Liu Xiaohu said as a matter of course.

Su Yang was angry, he was really sold by that old mother, and he really let himself be a handyman!

Grass, but also cinnabar hall, isn't it just for boiling cinnabar, two people, a thatched house, it can be called a palace, is it that Su Yang's previous small room of more than ten square meters can also be called a hot pot hall!

Su Yang was so shocked that he was speechless, and he could only sigh with two words: "Style!" ”

Liu Xiaohu scratched his head and smirked, and after a while, he suddenly came to his senses, stared at Su Yang and looked at him deeply, and there was a sudden expression on his face.

"I'll just say that I seem to have seen you somewhere, no wonder you were assigned to the Cinnabar Palace, and it is only right." Liu Xiaohu showed a hint of sarcasm, and on his honest face, he looked a little ridiculous.

"How?" Su Yang turned his head when he heard this.

"You're the one who hasn't passed the exam eight times in a row!" Liu Xiaohu was blunt, but he didn't feel mean, "Hmph, don't ask me how I know, I took the exam with you five months ago!" ”

Su Yang shrugged his shoulders and corrected, "It's twelve, and now it's thirteen." ”

Liu Xiaohu was a little speechless, but this person could see it, "Then how did you get in now?" ”

Su Yang's face was flat, as if he was talking about family life: "I just made a poem and came in." ”

After hearing this, Liu Xiaohu snorted and laughed, pointed at Su Yang, and said disdainfully: "As far as you are still composing poems, if I hadn't moved Mr. Private School's poems back then, I could only go to the Human Pavilion, so you still don't laugh, if you can compose poems, you would have been admitted a long time ago, and you will use it twelve times!" ”

Liu Xiaohu suddenly gave a thumbs up and continued: "But you are still very smart, no worse than me, I memorized a lot of poems by rote back then, and I happened to encounter the right topic, presumably you are the same, lackey shi's luck." ”

Su Yang nodded and acquiesced, he really didn't know how to compose poems, but who could be blamed for having 300 Tang poems in his head? Who can blame the world for not having these poems? So Su Yang said that these poems were his, who would dare to deny it!

Su Yang rolled his eyes, "Do you believe it or not." ”

Liu Xiaohu was speechless, seeing Su Yang, who was not smiling, was it really different from his own thoughts? He immediately asked, "What is your question this time?" ”

"Master, why do you look at the moon?" Su Yang was concise and to the point.

Hearing the name of the master, Liu Xiaohu's face suddenly stiffened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said secretly: Such a difficult question, can you still compose a poem?

Liu Xiaohu was surprised and asked, "What poems have you written?" ”

Su Yang pondered for a moment, and only after a while did he reply: "Strictly speaking, it doesn't count as self-made, it's the continuation of the master's poem." ”

Liu Xiaohu was stunned when he heard this, "Untitled? ”

Seeing Su Yang nodding in response, the two suddenly fell into a strange silence, Liu Xiaohu didn't say a word, stared at his eyes, his mouth was open enough to put down ten eggs, and then, he burst into laughter, laughing so much that Liu Xiaohu's face was distorted, and his intestines were knotted with laughter.

"You...... You ......"

"You're so thick-skinned!" Liu Xiaohu held back for a long time before he could hold back such a sentence, looking at Su Yang like a joke, Su Yang saw it, but he just shook his head and said nothing.