On Chinese New Year's Eve, the streets and alleys are lined with lanterns. The faces of the people reflected are like peach blossoms, and the lake flows cinnabar. It's dazzling and dazzling.

Baizhu has never been to such a place. Modern Chinese New Year's Eve has few such gatherings. The countryside is better, the bigger the city, the more independent households live, and firecrackers and fireworks are not allowed in the city. It's often a day when you go out to dinner with friends, or snuggle up on the couch with your family to watch an evening party. - It's just Bai Zhu, he doesn't have any friends to accompany him to the party, and Bai Qi won't go with him to see any ghost parties.

It is the first time that this festival has been celebrated in such a grand manner.

"Shu'er, give." Baili smiled and handed over a lantern carried by a child.

Baizhu took the lantern novelly, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, a few strokes on the red paper outlined the image of a few fish, lively and cute, very vivid!

"Thank you, Master~" Baizhu said with a smile.

"Come on." Baili Fengqing smiled, took Baizhu's small hand and walked towards the crowd.

There are a lot of people who come to see the lanterns today, and it is almost a difficult march to rub shoulders, and with the height of Baizhu, you can only see the tall backs. The Master led him through the flow of people, and when he looked towards the Master, he could only see the hand holding him tightly.

The red light around him was gone, and the moon still cast a clear light on the earth. Baizhu was led forward, and the crowd around him was like a wave that had been cut apart. - He seemed to be back in the sea again.

"Master." Baizhu couldn't help but scream.

"What's wrong?" Baili Fengqing stopped and turned back.

Baizhu raised his head, and the moonlight was reflected in his eyes, "Happy New Year!" ”

Baili smiled: "Hmm." Happy New Year. ”

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In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

It is said that it is a new year and a new atmosphere, and after this year, Baizhu will grow another year. He secretly thought that if in reality, he should have gone to college at this time.

What does a university look like? Baizhu didn't know, but he felt more and more far away from him.

After the New Year, Baili Fengqing did not relax for a moment in his requirements for Baizhu martial arts, and finally replaced his wooden sword with a sharp sword with a sharp edge - this was specially customized by Baili according to the height of Baizhu so that he could practice it.

Baizhu still dances every day, wielding his new sword, practicing the swordsmanship that has been engraved in his heart thousands of times over and over again. I have to say that Baizhu is really hard, and after only practicing it for half a year, he has gradually developed a sense of qi in his body.

What makes Baizhu different from others is that he has an inexplicably large amount of internal force in his body, and what he lacks is just learning how to guide them, rather than cultivating his internal strength like many people. When you truly comprehend the sense of qi, the cultivation of Baizhu will really advance by leaps and bounds!

Of course, he's still a little bit close.

In this year, Baili Fengqing taught Baizhu swordsmanship and guided his internal force perception, and on the other hand, he never forgot his own reasoning, and took Baizhu to many places where his master had been before.

Of course, the music building was the first to bear the brunt, and by the way, I also borrowed a lot of music books outside the music building. Although the five tones of Atractylodes are incomplete, if you exclude the sense of sound and only rely on hard work and rote memorization, Atractylodes can still try. After all, Baili Fengqing has always been obsessed with that legend.

But in fact, what I want to say is that Baili Fengqing doesn't believe in his master at all, Baizhu will really be incomplete. After all, the Taigu Qin is his treasure.

In this regard, Qu Hui had no choice but to smile, and then rolled his eyes in his heart.

For people who don't understand music, music is just a few keys pressed and a few notes are made - this idea makes people who know music listen to it and simply scoff at it.

Baizhu is a person who doesn't understand music in Qu Hui's heart, and he is a little snub about the identity of 'Master I haven't seen for a long time'.

After all, Qu Hui was captured by his master's good piano skills, so he entered the master's door. Now the master suddenly lost all five tones, and became so small again, that he always felt that something was missing.

Baili took him to the Star Picking Tower again. The Star Picking Tower is probably one of the most incomprehensible places - it was actually built in the middle of the imperial palace. Baizhu had to sigh that the power of Fengxing Valley was strong. The owner of the Star Picking Building is the national teacher of the dynasty, but it is rumored that the national teacher and the emperor do not get along well, and they don't get along, and the emperor deprives the national teacher of most of his rights, and only lets him pray for rain, pray for rain, pray for rain all day long.

The national teacher is probably very depressed, and this bit of Baizhu can also be seen.

The national teacher is a dignified-looking middle-aged man, with a beard as long as Guan Erye, and he is not gray-haired, but Kong Wu looks like a soldier who has just left the battlefield. But what is very unscientific is that this strong man, not only wears Wen Zou Zou, but also sighs when he speaks, looking like a deep resentful woman.

"Hey. Why are you here, I don't know if I'm busy here, the emperor always asks me to pray for rain, and the rain lady is almost annoyed to death by me. Hey," the big man said with a sad face.

"Master Yanlou, this is my beloved apprentice, please help him calculate a hexagram." Baili said.

"Fortune telling, how can I have time to tell fortunes now? If you also ask me for a fortune divination, and he also asks me for a fortune telling, how can I have time to pray for rain?"

Baizhu didn't understand, "So do you want to pray for rain?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to. Hey, hey, it's just an order, and I have to obey it," the big man said.

Baizhu looked at the master's face, and the dark clouds on it were suppressed. Bai Li Fengqing lowered her voice and said, "Do you still know what your identity is?" ”

"National teacher. Ay! - Every day is to pray for rain, and I feel like I am soaking in a water tank every day. Hey, my body is wet, and my heart is wet."

"Yan Wumu, do you remember the corpse coffin?" Baili Fengqing smiled softly. Then he whispered, "I don't mind letting them make you dry!" ”

The national teacher shuddered, and suddenly woke up as if he was looking at Baili, facing his sharp eyes.

"Hundred, hundred-mile landlord!" Yan Wumu trembled and said, "No, no, no, don't kill me!" It's not me just now—— it's Yan Wu's fool, I'm Yan Wumu! Don't be angry, don't be angry! Don't kill me."

Baizhu was stunned when he heard this. Dual personality?

"Don't talk nonsense, give me a hexagram!"

"Okay, okay, birthday?" Yan Wumu asked cautiously.

"If there is a birthday, do I still want you to do it? Hurry up, don't postpone. Baili was a little impatient - this was the first time Baizhu had seen Baili's attitude towards people so bad.

"Okay, good" the other party nodded again and again, "Little boy, please take a hair and a drop of blood." ”

Baizhu did as he was told.

The other party tinkered with a bunch of incomprehensible utensils for Baizhu, brought a large basin of water, and put a gossip plate under the water, dripped the blood of Baizhu into it, and then floated his hair on the water.

The national teacher looked at the basin thoughtfully, as if he had seen something.

He pinched his fingers again, as if he was calculating something.

"This" national teacher wanted to speak and stopped.

"Say." Baili Fengqing's eyes looked over instantly.

Yan Wumu was frightened: "I said I said!" Little boy - oh no, this boy should be more than that"

"Hmm. Again. ”

"In the past, Xiao Shi, once played the flute and attracted the phoenix, and then crossed the dragon and ascended to the sky, I saw this son, who once played the five-string guqin, which attracted the colorful phoenix. - Could it be that this son is some kind of immortal? Ouch! Immortal! Immortal! - I have to say goodbye! ”

As he spoke, he began to shake up.

Baili Fengqing didn't want to look at this madman anymore, turned around and pulled Baizhu away.

- This madman is definitely a liar. The blood is Shu'er's blood, but the hair has long been quietly replaced by Baili's own.

It was Qu Hui who leaked the news. Baili thought, but it's also normal, Qu Hui has so many lovers, and it's hard to get to the sky if you want to keep a message!

It's just that Yan Wumu is really hateful! It's just a matter of pretending to be crazy and stupid on weekdays, but today I dare to tease him in front of him! Relying on the emperor's support, do you think you really don't dare to demolish his star-picking tower?!

Yan Wumu naturally has no dual personality. He has only one personality, from the inside out, independent and unique. He pretended to be crazy to a certain level! - It is worthy of him to be the head of the largest god stick organization in the country.

Although Yan Wumu is also a person from Fengxinggu, everyone in Fengxinggu has felt that something is wrong with him over the years, and it feels like he has been in the palace for a long time and has been bought by the emperor.

Although it is always rumored that he and the emperor are not in agreement, only they know that they are very compatible. Yan Wumu was only fourteen or fifteen years old when he first came out of Fengxinggu, and it was when he was a young man with high spirits, unlike other careerists who wanted to dominate the rivers and lakes, he wanted to fight on the battlefield and be a majestic general!

It's a pity that among the sixteen people out of the valley, he is the one who is the most unlearned and unskilled, and he only relies on one mouth to coax all over the country. When everyone who came out worked hard to build their own high-rise buildings, he found that he had been helping others everywhere and talking about business, and he didn't get a thing done.

At this time, the power of Fengxing Valley has also initially covered all aspects of the rivers and lakes, but everyone suddenly found that there are two places where no matter how long their hands are, they can't stretch out.

One is the army, and the other is the court.

The army, the place where the horse leather shrouded the body, although Yan Wumu wanted to go with starry eyes, but after everyone discussed, he resolutely gave up - the return is too low, and now the court is heavy on literature and light on military force, even if you do the position of a general, the soldiers under your command are also under the control of the imperial court, what is your business?

But if you are an official in the imperial court, you have to check your identity, although they are strong in martial arts and can be tampered with, my mother in the imperial examination, who has read the Bagu Wen seriously in the valley!

So I don't know how, Yan Wumu became the national teacher.

They tied up the old national teacher, coerced and lured, and made him join the big organization of Wind Valley. After that, things became more convenient, and Yan Wumu successfully infiltrated the palace as a national master and apprentice.

Then he met the young crown prince, who is now the emperor.

The story of these two is too long. To put it simply, it's just that when we met as a teenager, Liangcai met Mingjun. A yearning for the battlefield has a patriotic heart that grows out of nowhere; A person who yearns for ordinary joy beyond the walls of the palace has nothing to put on a shelf.

The acquaintance of the two lies in going out of the palace over the wall once. You also climb over the wall, I also climb over the wall, the two teenagers stared at the wall for the first time, and they were stunned for a moment, and they came back to their senses and quickly turned out together.

After that, he formed a friendship over the wall, often went out of the palace together, and spent his teenage years without guessing and bamboo. Although they can't ride a horse made of bamboo at this age, the two seem to have grown up since childhood, and their relationship is very good.

So Yan Wumu naturally rebelled

Of course, this rebellion started very early, and it was only recently that he became more and more impatient to deliver the emperor's news to the group of people in Fengxing Valley, and the clues were revealed.