Seeing that Qin Ling was immersed in her thoughts, Qian Dai breathed a sigh of relief, and the three people watching the play also put away their previous jokes, and changed the topic with a smile.

A few people chatted for a while, and it was almost noon, and they were about to go back to the monastery for dinner together.

At this time, a blue-gray shadow swept from the depths of the peach forest, like a blue-gray wind, and then fell not far from the pavilion.

The five of them were about to leave, and they suddenly paused, staring at the blue-gray shadow in unison.

"Ahh Before he could see who the blue-gray shadow was, he was the first to hear a wail, followed by a roar of rage, "What kind of bastard who doesn't have long eyes has ruined the old man's little heart." ”

Qi Jingyi and the others were stunned, looked at each other, and then looked at the old Taoist priest in a blue-gray Taoist robe with a painful face inexplicably.

Qiandai knew it in her heart, presumably this mountain peach blossom was planted by this old way in front of her.

Looking at the old Taoist priest who was carefully holding the peach blossoms all over the ground and feeling infinitely distressed at a bare peach tree, the corners of Qiandai's mouth couldn't help twitching, although he was a little unhappy to be scolded as a bastard, but looking at the appearance of the old Taoist, he must have been cultivating these peach trees with all his efforts, carefully caring for and cultivating them into such a delicate and elegant appearance, but he was destroyed into this appearance by his own palm.

In the end, it's all your fault!

The gray beard curled up with his painful movements, his embarrassed eyes were sharp but full of distress, Qiandai's heart suddenly felt a sense of guilt, how to say that she destroyed his tree, she has always been a person who dares to be a daring person, how can she leave like this.

With a decision in his heart, he didn't plan to follow Qi Jingyi and the four of them down the mountain, and said that he still had something to do.

Qi Jingyi and the others were all smart people, and they looked around between Qiandai and the old Taoist, knowing that Qiandai might be related to the peach tree, and looked at Qiandai worriedly, but when they saw Qiandai's calm eyes, they were inexplicably relieved, and finally respected Qiandai's meaning and went down the mountain.

The old Taoist priest was still aching at the peach, Qian Dai pursed her lips, slowly stepped forward, and saluted gently, "I don't know what the seniors called, Qian Dai missed for a while and hurt the master's peach tree, I'm sorry." ”

Lao Dao ignored Qiandai behind him, and still wailed to himself, "Lao Dao's careful liver, you are so gone"

Lao Dao did not respond to Qiandai, and Qiandai still maintained the posture of blessing and saluting, the two were in a stalemate like this, I don't know how long it took, until Qiandai felt that her whole body was sore and numb, and there was a vague time when she couldn't hold on, at this time, Qingshuang, who had been waiting on the side, couldn't stand it, this old Tao was too unreasonable, and was about to step forward to theorize, but was stopped by Qiandai with a look, it was originally her own fault, how much people spent cultivating the peach blossoms in their hearts were gone, and it was normal to be angry.

After a stalemate for a while, Lao Dao gently put down the petals in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Qian Dai slowly, and said softly: "You dare to do it." ”

At that glance, the deep eyes were full of inquiry, and Qian Dai couldn't tell what it felt, but she felt strange, this old man's tone didn't look like he was talking to a stranger.

Does he know himself? Qian Dai thought suspiciously, and when she heard Lao Dao's words at this time, she saw that he was still looking at herself, so she suppressed her question and replied softly: "The younger generation is an unintentional mistake, and I ask the seniors to forgive me." ”

Lao Dao slowly straightened up, and no longer looked at Qiandai, "Do you really want Lao Dao to forgive?" ”

Qian Dai nodded, with a sincere face, "The juniors naturally think so." ”

Lao Dao looked at the petals scattered on the ground with a distressed face, and then pointed to the bare tree trunk, "For the sake of you who dare to do it, this tree Lao Dao gave it to you, raise me back to its original state, don't kill it, otherwise I won't be able to spare you, since the stinky girl doesn't understand the hard work of cultivating people, then you can experience it yourself." ”

"Uh" As soon as the old saying fell, Qiandai made a difficulty, she really didn't know how to cultivate a tree, and the tree in front of her was dying after being slapped by herself, not only the flowers but also the leaves could really live?

"This" Qian Dai hesitated.

"You don't want to?" Lao Dao suddenly stared at Qiandai with raised eyebrows.

Qian Dai glanced at the bare tree, hesitated for a moment and said: "Senior, the younger generation is not unwilling, it's just that the younger generation really doesn't know how to raise a tree, and besides, this tree has become like this, can it still live?" "Isn't this old Taoist cheating on himself? expressed deep doubts about this,

Lao Dao glanced at Qiandai, and couldn't help but snort angrily and said: "This tree hasn't been interrupted by you, and it can live if you are careful." ”

Looking at Qiandai's half-believing appearance, Lao Dao suddenly felt that he had been provoked, staring at Qiandai with a pair of eyes like copper bells, and his voice was full of disdain: "Lao Dao has lived for decades, there is no need to fool you with this matter." ”

Careful thinking was seen through, Qian Dai smiled wryly, "Qian Dai naturally believes in her predecessors. ”

Lao Dao's nose snorted coldly, and glanced at Qiandai lightly, who are you fooling? Who didn't believe it just now.

Qian Dai touched her nose silently, "Then I'll let someone move it back and plant it." ”

Lao Dao snorted, didn't answer, didn't say anything, was considered a tacit, just looked at the bare branches, and felt all kinds of sadness in his heart.

Qiandai gave an order to Qingshuang beside her, Qingshuang glanced at Lao Dao, and obediently obeyed Qiandai's words and went down the mountain to find someone to move the tree.

At this time, only Qiandai and Lao Dao were left on the mountain.

As soon as Qingshuang left, Lao Dao's gaze swept over Qiandai's body as if he were nothing.

Although there is no malicious intent in that gaze, it is still unpleasant for someone to look at you like this.

After thinking about it, he said goodbye to the old way, "The seniors have no other instructions, so the juniors will leave first." ”

Lao Dao didn't stop her, slowly retracted his gaze, and his voice was a little melancholy, "It is said that you have forgotten your feelings." ”

Qiandai's footsteps paused, and it was in this tone, not a stranger, just like an old friend.

Qian Dai turned her head slowly and replied softly: "It is said to be like this." ”

Lao Dao snorted lightly, and seeing that Qian Dai didn't have anything to ask herself, the corners of her eyes raised, "Don't you have anything to ask Lao Dao?" ”

Qian Dai smiled lightly, noticing that there was a slight hesitation in Lao Dao's eyes, as if he was annoyed that he had said something that should not be said, and said lightly: "If the seniors are willing to sue the juniors, the juniors are naturally willing to listen." ”

The tone is calm, but there is a hidden confidence in the eyebrows, all of them are so graspable, seeing this scene, Lao Dao only feels that he has lived in vain for most of his life, in front of this little hairy girl, he is not as calm as her, his eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly waved his hand impatiently, "Whether you have amnesia or not, it is the same unpleasant as before, hurry up, don't wander around in front of the old way, make people angry, hurry up." ”

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