Chapter 195: Meeting is better than a chance encounter
There is a place where Rong Feng lives and the disciples are far away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He lives in an independent courtyard on the roof, with white walls and black tiles.
There were only a few people coming and going in the huge courtyard, and they were the sprinkler disciples borrowed from Wei Qinfeng.
The smell of flowers and herbs wafts out of the kitchen instead of meat or vegetables, but of all kinds of flowers, herbs, and herbs.
Huang Youyi was wearing a tender goose yellow skirt, walking in front to lead the way, her sister Huang Jiayi and Yuan Qinqin walked behind, and the three of them talked in a whisper.
Huang Jiayi quipped: "Youyou, you Jun Zhangyuan usually eats these things?" I guess he is a very elegant person. ”
Huang Youyi was not afraid of her saying this, and said while passing through a beautifully sculpted arch: "Junzhang Courtyard has always been known for its light diet. ”
But he was a very easy-going person, and after the entry, the head of the courtyard held a separate Qionghua banquet for the new disciples in his garden. That's when I was here. ”
"The senior brothers and sisters who have Rong Feng are very good. They are very nice to newcomers, and if there is anything I don't understand, they will tell me. ”
"For example, the colorless lotus soup we brought over today is Junzhangyuan's favorite thing. There is this soup at the Qionghua banquet. She pointed to the food box that Yuan Qinqin was holding in her hand.
This is boiled by the kitchen lady and aunt of Yaoshan Kitchen early in the morning, and the aroma is fragrant.
Yuan Qinqin grew her mouth, what is the reason, why are they both teammates and on Yourong Peak, they seem to have been treated in completely opposite ways.
She couldn't help frowning, and looked at the soup that Huang Youyi ordered to bring with some suspicion, is this really the favorite of Junzhang Courtyard as they said?
At the same time, she thought of another question: "Youyou, how long have you lived in Yourong Peak to go to Medicine Mountain?" ”
Huang Youyi's steps were brisk, and she said like a broken bean in her mouth: "Well, I didn't live long, I actually didn't want to go to Yaoshan to recuperate from my injury, I think that this injury should be able to be raised anywhere." ”
"But Senior Sister Yan said that they always have to get up very early in the morning to practice, and they have to stay late at night, for fear of delaying my injury, they specially told the head of the court, and then moved me to the medicine mountain."
She said in a somewhat regretful tone: "I have been recuperating from my injuries these days, and I haven't practiced with everyone. ”
Huang Jiayi also heard something wrong: "Youyou, you mean to say that it's not that your illness needs to be raised, but that they think it will make a noise for you, so Junzhang Yuan moved you to Yaoshan?" ”
She always felt that her sister's injury was a big deal, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with her sister coming to Yaoshan, but at this time, she tasted something else.
Huang Youyi nodded, smiled innocently, and said with some apologies that troubled others: "So they are really worried about me, and even this has come up with me for me." On the medicine mountain, it is much cleaner than on this side. ”
Yuan Qinqin and Huang Youyi looked at each other in unison, and then took a deep breath and spit it out angrily.
It's not for your good, it's obviously by recuperating from your injuries, and by the way, you're being pushed out.
It's just that although this girl is quite talented and accomplished professionally, she is simply a blank slate in terms of people's hearts.
Yuan Qinqin pondered: "Youyou, I don't think this soup should be presented to the Junzhang Courtyard for the time being." ”
Huang Youyi stopped puzzled: "Why?" ”
Huang Jiayi obviously doesn't want to hurt this sister who doesn't know anything.
Squeezed out a smile and said to her: "Look, Junzhang Courtyard also has a kitchen here, isn't it more to his taste than our Yaoshan's." ”
"You gave him this kind of food, if he doesn't eat it, it won't hurt your heart, but if he reluctantly eats it, you give him something he doesn't like, and the next time I see you, I will have to take a detour."
Huang Youyi just felt that it should be polite to ask someone to do something, but she didn't expect that there seemed to be something wrong with the food.
Now I'm stunned when I hear my sister say it.
Yuan Qinqin and Huang Jiayi are both much older than her, although she is puzzled, she also thinks that they will not talk nonsense.
The three of them hid the food box in a bush on the side of the road, and then walked lightly to the main courtyard of the Junzhang Courtyard.
Walking to the gate of the courtyard, a disciple came to ask for the name and handed over the letter, and the three of them reported their names, and then the teacher sat on the long stone bench in front of the door and waited.
In order to make it easier for everyone to find him in time if they have something, there is no door in the garden of Junzhang Courtyard.
Only the main courtyard has a few black doors, and they are usually open.
I don't know if the letter from the disciple has arrived, the three of them are a little tired from walking, and they sit without speaking, each in a daze.
Two more people walked in the distance, and Yuan Qinqin's eyes suddenly moved, and her eyes focused on the road covered by the pine trees: that person...... It's so raw.
She stood up and ran a few steps towards that side, seeing more clearly.
It's not just familiar!
What about the horns, why are his horns gone?
No, that's not the point, what is he here for?
"Ahh The two girls behind them also stood up and looked this way.
"Is that Brother Ao?" The two girls jumped in surprise on their chirps.
It's Ao Suo.
It's still obvious at a glance from such a distance.
Yuan Qinqin didn't know what kind of mood she was in, the feeling of meeting her old acquaintance in a foreign country, and the feeling of sadness and contradiction.
He's still like that, he'd seen him once before in the Jumang Temple, and he had horns at that time.
In fact, she didn't accept his horned image so much, after all, he didn't have this thing in the first place, as if everything started to get strange when it grew from these horns.
Even when she thought that they would not be separated one day, Xiao Douding was suddenly pointed out to be a demon, Ao Suo suddenly grew horns and turned into a dragon god, and Hong Ling left.
The people and things around her that she originally felt familiar suddenly turned over overnight.
Everyone has their own world, and there is only one lonely self in her world.
The world is impermanent, and the gathering and dispersion are impermanent.
Someone behind them was calling them: "What are the three junior sisters looking at?" I've called you several times, and the master in charge of the courtyard told you to go in. ”
Oh, yes, she's here to find a way to save the child, but he doesn't always have the same goal as himself, maybe it's the opposite.
No matter what he came for to do, they were like two parallel lines, always visible from afar, but never again.
The throat was inexplicably a little sour, swallowing something that did not exist in his mouth, as if he had sent something into the depths of his heart, Yuan Qinqin turned around.
You can't be friends, at the very least, be good strangers.
The home of Junzhang Yuan is small in size, and the decoration has a distinctive feature that is unique to the madness.
For example, the artistic white raw-edged curtains, such as the straw and bamboo linen supplies all over the room, and the big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing on the walls.
The air was filled with the smell of ink.
The three girls, all of whom were descending in age and height, lined up in a line and walked behind the leading disciple in front of them.
The calligraphy and paintings were not only hung on the walls, but also on the beams, and there were many, long drags down, turning the house into a chaotic and interesting jungle.
Yuan Qinqin and the three of them walked through these calligraphy and paintings, and the aroma wafting from each calligraphy and painting was a little different, as if it was specially designed to test the effect of various inks.
The disciple instructed: "The master of the academy is having breakfast, if you have anything to say, please hurry up and don't disturb him." ”
Finally, he lifted the last large hanging painting, revealing the scene inside.
(To be continued.) )