A golden remnant sun shot directly on Bai Muyun's face, causing her to wake up from her sleep. She snorted and opened her eyes in a daze, only to see a layer of white sleeping tents hanging around. She sat up abruptly, and subconsciously grabbed the sword next to the pillow with her right hand. After looking around, she slowly let go of her hand and got up from the bed. The furnishings in the house were the same as those of the inn a few days ago, with a gap in the wooden windows and the faint sound of vendors outside. She was still dressed in her daytime clothes, and she thought she had fallen asleep after eating.

She didn't rush to find Fan Ping, but moved to the mirror and took a closer look. She remembered that her beard hurt before, and she didn't think much about it at the time, but just now she suddenly worried about whether the mask had been pierced. Her eyes were wide open, and she almost pressed her face to the mirror, looking carefully one by one, but there was nothing wrong with it. But the more I looked at it, the more surprised I became, because this mask was like a piece of leather, perfectly combined with the face, as thin as mutton fat. Even when she carefully touched her cheek with her fingers, there was nothing to remove it. This shocked her heart, this maybe? She immediately rushed out the door and looked left and right for a long time, but there was no room with the door open.

"Uncle Fan?" She tried to keep her voice down and shouted. Fan Ping's hearing is extremely sensitive, and the last time he muttered and complained because he was so far away from him because of fatigue, he heard it very clearly.

"Uncle Fan?" Didn't he go out?

"Dare to ask Xiao, but you are looking for the master who is walking with you?" A voice came from behind her.

She turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing at the top of the stairs, nodded and said Yes, where can you live with him? ”

"It's on your right hand," he said, smiling, and continued, "that master leaves you a message, and he goes to run errands, at dinner." ”

"I'm sorry for you." Bai Muyun nodded politely in response, and walked back to the room.

Gently rubbing the long handle of the bronze mirror, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly. Nearly half a month has passed in such a tiring day, but instead of being disgusted by Fan Ping's strict requirements for walking, he has become more and more accustomed to such a time. Although Dad usually loves him very much, and he is also very strict when guiding martial arts, he is completely different from him. Although he is always in front, that back is very safe and peaceful.

Will my future master be like Uncle Fan? She held the mirror, tilted her head and leaned lazily on her right arm, leaning on the table, watching the ray of sunlight slowly disappear from the window in the mirror. Suddenly, some unknown fluctuations that were occasionally caught in Fan Ping's eyes flashed in his head. He went to run errands? Strange, why did he want to stay here for the holidays?

Bai Ying rushed out of the room again and ran to the first floor in a puff of smoke.

Someone downstairs has already started eating. She slowed down to the shopkeeper and looked in on tiptoe as if nothing had happened. When the shopkeeper saw that it was her, he asked softly with a smile on his face, "Xiao Mo isn't hungry, right?" There are a lot of words on the no novel network, so I will send some snacks first. ”

"Thank you, shopkeeper," she said with an exaggerated nodding and a smile, "Is there a peach blossom festival here in a few days?" ”

"Of course," the shopkeeper seemed to be interested in talking, leaned forward and said, "We have the most lively peach blossom festival here except for the Chinese New Year." After speaking, he stroked his gray beard with his hand, with a thick smile in his eyes.

Bai Muyun listened curiously, and continued to ask, and it was lively? ”

"Haha, you're still young, you can come and participate in it after you're sixteen." He lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious, and whispered in Bai Muyun's ear that the Peach Blossom Festival was the only day that all unmarried young people in Sanshui City could make a private lifelong agreement with their sweetheart without their parents. ”？ It turns out that Uncle Fan is here to find it? Her eyes widened, and she took a half-step back in shock. The shopkeeper was still frightened, and just when she didn't know what to say, she turned around and ran up the stairs, pushed open the door and rushed in.

"You?" Fan Ping's voice sounded suddenly, making Bai Muyun almost fall on his head.

The answer is shocking. She raised her head, and without saying a word, she looked at the person in front of her three times, from hair to nails to vamps, and could not think of any girl who liked him at first sight.

"Is that wrong?" He asked tentatively, trying to break the strange atmosphere.

"Do you really want to marry?" She blurted it out. But as soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately regretted it.

This time it was Fan Ping's turn to have a strange look on his face. Halfway through, he squatted down and looked at the little man in white, raised his hand to probe in front of her forehead, and jokingly said Isn't there a fever? ”

With a snap, Bai Muyun pouted and slapped his hand away, turned his face to the side and snorted with some anger and said The shopkeeper said just now, this Peach Blossom Festival is simply a festival for men and women to get married, so you want to marry. ”

Her expression was very cute, and her small face, which usually looked like a puff, became mellow because of her bulging appearance. Fan Ping unconsciously scratched her small nose, sighed and said, Who is going to bring a little guy? ”

"Little one?" She didn't understand.

He poked her eyebrows lightly with his slender fingers, grinning, "Isn't that you?" Bub. ”

As if he understood what he meant, Bai Muyun suddenly turned around and popped out a few words I, hungry, it's gone. ”

Obviously, his neck was red, and Fan Ping smiled even deeper. He got up and took her hand, and secretly said in his heart that he was a smart child, although he guessed wrong, but his mind was very delicate. ”

During dinner, Bai Muyun had almost nothing, and he buried his head in hard work. I thought about it, but I just didn't want to admit it. She took another bite of food, put down her chopsticks and said coldly, "I'm full." ”

"Then hurry up and rest," he said, glancing at her and pinching a very lyrical tone, "tomorrow we will go to the ferry, and the scenery of the water town here is very beautiful." ”

Sure enough, the face of the little man in white changed when he heard this, but he still didn't answer.

"The lake, the mountains, the food, the peach blossoms." His fingers tapped on the table, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if immersed in the picture scroll depicted in the few words.

"I'll go back to my room first." She stood up, flicked her sleeves in a chic manner, and said with her head held high. As everyone knows, there was a faint excitement in her tone, and she had already betrayed her unbearable mood.

At that time, the whole inn fell asleep in the night.

A crooked crescent moon hung in the air, and occasionally a thin cloud wiped away her tiredness. A black figure floated out of a window here, as if stepping on a sharp sword glowing with ghostly light, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

At night, the peach grove still exudes the alluring fragrance of flowers.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." A languid voice broke the silence.

"You're not late, but it's fresh." Fan Ping landed lightly on the tip of a peach tree, his arms around his chest, and his face was dark.

"Hmph, look at you like this." There was sarcasm in that voice, "A good person has to become a flower child." ”

A figure slowly walked out of the shadows under a tree, raising his eyes to stare at the person on the tree, "Do you want to relive the wandering life of a teenager?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a pale blue glow poked straight in front of the man.

“？ I guess don't skip words. It seems that he didn't notice the lore before the moment, and his voice was still unhurried.

Another blue light flew in, and he directly turned over and flew down on the branch next to Fan Ping at a very fast speed. The white robe gently swayed with the night breeze, the long hair was scattered over the shoulders like a waterfall, reflecting the glittering moonlight, and a cyan short sword was faintly visible in the wide sleeves of the robe. His skin seemed to have a faint luster, his long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed like glass, and his round lips were slightly pursed, without any expression. In an instant, the two seemed to be still on this peach forest.

Suddenly, a blue light rushed straight into the Fan Ping Gate, breaking the tranquility of this moment. Fan Ping pulled the corners of his mouth as if he didn't care, and calmly raised his right hand and a blue light came out of his sleeve.

"Hum~" The two beams of light were glued together in the air, trembling so much that the air vibrated open.

The man in white waved his hand, and the blue light changed direction with a sharp shake, and ran away to Fan Ping. At the same time, he flicked his robe, and an extra long sword appeared in his hand, with a slight touch of his toes, the whole person stabbed at Fan Ping as lightly as a flying swallow, and a faint ripple swept along with the blade of the sword.

The blue light in the air was shaken off and fell to the ground. Fan Ping sneered, and a ghostly light sword also appeared in his hand, snorted coldly, and picked it up. It seemed to be an unpretentious move, but it made the ghostly sword body tremble slightly, as if the sound of a dragon's groan sounded in the sword body, breaking the circle of ripples, causing the man in white to shake to the right side and dodge, and did not make a hard connection.

In the flash of light, the two exchanged places. The man in white suddenly withdrew his hand, put the long sword back on his side, and quietly looked at the person opposite. Fan Ping also took advantage of the situation to clasp the sword, and looked at him playfully.

After half a ring, Fan Ping slowly said, I didn't expect that in just three years, you have entered the sixth layer of 'subtlety'. ”

“？ Think I'm slow? The face of the man in white remained unchanged, and there was a trace of disdain in his voice, "Your trick is nothing more than that."

"It's a little slow," the long sword in Fan Ping's hand disappeared, and the smile in his voice grew, "This is the loneliness of the master." ”

"Hmph, even if you transform into this appearance, your shameless nature is still the same." A smile also condensed in the eyes of the white-clothed man phoenix, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"I think you're still serious and likable." As he spoke, Fan Ping fell to the ground lightly, sat down on the ground, and leaned against the big tree behind him. He beckoned to the man above and patted the clearing beside him.

"Where's the wine?" He pulled back his long hair, tugged at his leather jacket, and urged impatiently.

The white clothes fluttered beside him, and there was a little expectation in his voice that you and I would get together rarely, and the wine was naturally already prepared. ”

After a while, the strong aroma of wine wafted throughout the peach forest. Under the moonlight, two figures sat on the ground casually, one person and one pot, laughing constantly, and the confrontation seemed to have never been before.

"You said that your freak master, how could he be willing to let you out?" The man in white who was peerless just now was carrying a pot of wine in his hand, his hair was a little scattered, and he took a big sip when he looked up. With his upper body half-supported with his right arm, he lay on his side under the tree, and his phoenix eyes squinted at Fan Ping, who had already killed three pots. The white robe was spread irregularly around his long body, like a beautiful statue.

"Two years ago, he got a strange hexagram." Fan Ping casually threw away an empty pot, propped up his upper body with both hands, his hair hung down behind his back, stared at the moon in the sky in a daze, and said word by word, "It's my calamity." ”

The man in white didn't react, and waited quietly for him to continue.

"It's very vague...... he slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the man in white with a straight face, "If you want to deal with the catastrophe, you must have a key person to help." ”

"Oh?" The man in white raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.

"It took me two years to finally find it." Fan Ping thought of Bai Muyun, who was dreaming now, and smiled inadvertently at the corner of his mouth.

"Then what do you mean by asking me to come?" The man in white shook the pot in his hand, and took another sip.

"Take her as an apprentice."

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