With such an idea, Jing Chong had to choose to think carefully, although he had been living in the art hall for the past three years, but he had basically never been anywhere except for the miscellaneous courtyard, and as for the backyard where the disciples flocked, he had never entered it at all, so even if he had such an idea now, he still didn't have enough courage to go and find out.

But Nie Haiyuan can't take care of so much, although this kid is timid and afraid of death, the only advantage is that his skin is thick enough, and in the face of humiliation and ridicule, there will not even be a red mark on his face.

Therefore, the moment he saw Jing Chong's concerns, he immediately showed his kind of "tyranny": "Black handsome guy, don't hesitate, when the little monkey is sucked dry and squeezed by those witches, and there are no bones left, it's too late to say anything!"

Nie Haiyuan's "buddy righteousness" at this time moved Jing Chong very much, but after taking a closer look at the other party, he inexplicably found that there was still a bit of obscenity hidden in this kid's thief eyes.

scolded for a while, but Jing Chong was helpless, he shook his head secretly, but waved his hand and said, "Open the way to the backyard of the art hall, and swear to pull back to Zou Cang!"

In fact, Jing Chong's attitude was clear when he said this, and he took the opportunity to warn Nie Haiyuan to put away the flowery intestines.

And Nie Haiyuan was also very cooperative, restrained his eyes, and immediately showed awe-inspiring justice, "That kid dares to sink into women's sex, Lao Tzu will ram a turtle son to death with a stick, and beat him back to the patrol cottage!"

With this sentence, Jing Chong was more or less relieved, because the situation was urgent, he didn't want to think too much, and as soon as he turned around, he picked up the firewood knife and walked down the mountain.

The backyard of the art hall is actually at the back of the main hall, and the courtyard is endless, and there are as many as six floors as far as the eye can see, so many courtyards can really open Jing Chong's eyes.

But when I thought that the hall needed so many people to live, this surprise gradually disappeared.

He knows very well that most of the so-called formal disciples are pampered existences, especially people like Gongye Changxun, it is estimated that he needs a small courtyard alone, while the others are crowded into a courtyard in groups of three or five, and the most unfortunate thing is a single room for one person.

Such an environmental treatment really made Jing Chong a little unhappy, just imagine, he and Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang became miscellaneous disciples, not only did they have to huddle in a small courtyard like the miscellaneous courtyard to work as coolies, but also the three of them lived in a house, and what was even more hateful was that even the bed had to be shared with others.

In fact, these external interferences are nothing, and Jing Chong's only depression is the imbalance in his heart.

Along the passage at the foot, rows of rooms come into view, the first thing to enter is two larger courtyards, there are high walls in the middle, the gate is hidden, and the inside is even more noisy, but looking through the gap, Jing Chong can clearly see that the environment inside is really good, there are flowers and grass and independent places for practicing martial arts, all kinds of weapons are available, but this group of people is still so dissatisfied, reckless in it, frolicking.

Just a simple glance, Jing Chong turned around and continued to advance inside.

"Black handsome guy, I've only been to this backyard once, and I remember that I came to clean the thatched house that time, but I'm sure that that kid from Zou Cang must not be in the first two courtyards!"

While walking, Jing Chong's eardrums trembled, and then Nie Haiyuan's voice came, but soon made him raise his eyebrows and asked.

"How?"

As soon as Jing Chong's words fell, he saw Nie Haiyuan unload the large flat pole in his hand from his shoulder, holding the flat pole with one hand and pointing at the opposite side with the other.

"Have you seen it? There are six floors in this backyard, of which the front two floors are the high-level of the Teaching Art Hall, that is, Wu Qing, Leng Yu, Xue Ming and other high-level figures or the disciples of the housekeepers and deacons live, so we walked all the way, and the passages were all blocked, so we directly bypassed it. And the last four floors of the courtyard can be regarded as a real disciple's courtyard, of which the middle two floors belong to the male disciples, and the last two floors are where the female disciples are, do you think that Zou Cang is simply here with the intention of picking up girls, can you run to the first two floors?"

Nie Haiyuan said, pointing along the void with one hand, and quickly pointed out the general outline of the disciple's courtyard for Jing Chong, and at the same time made Jing Chong really understand, it turned out that there was such a fine division here, so it seemed that Gongye Changxun must have lived in this courtyard where male disciples gathered, thinking of this, he also looked at it a few more times with deep meaning.

However, before he could say such words, he saw that Nie Haiyuan had already looked towards the female disciple's courtyard behind him, and when he looked from the side, he found that his eyes were straight, and his saliva was dripping down.

"But as far as I know, that Gongye Changxun is not in the place where the male disciples live, that kid is very unique, he actually lives in a small courtyard alone in the direction of the female disciple's courtyard, and it is uncomfortable to be alone, according to rumors, there are many female disciples who have an affair with it!"

With a confused expression, Nie Haiyuan said this secret, but before his words fell, he felt the back of his head sink and was slapped fiercely.

"What are you doing?"

Nie Haiyuan looked at Jing Chong with a calm face, and said very unhappily.

"I have long expected that your kid has bad intentions, under the banner of looking for Zou Cang, tricked me into accompanying you to do those shady things, forget it, don't look for it, let's go back!"

Jing Chong was really afraid that Nie Haiyuan would not be able to rein in the momentum, and then take himself into the girl's "three-foot forbidden land" by mistake, and cause unnecessary trouble, so he said in moderation.

"You're scared!"

However, at the moment when Jing Chong had just twisted his body, Nie Haiyuan's voice came again inexplicably, and these three words were very frank, which immediately made Jing Chong frown.

"I'm afraid, what's wrong with me?"

Jing Chong seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and looked at Nie Haiyuan opposite with contempt, while the other party also despised him, "Are you afraid of Gongye Changxun? Are you afraid of meeting him there?"

After a few rhetorical questions, Jing Chong really stopped asking, and he squeaked and whined for a long time, but there was no room for interjection.

"You're really scared, kid, I misjudged you, yes, even if I didn't say it, you go back, I'll go to Zou Cang!" Nie Haiyuan's angry appearance really had the urge to slap him to death, and under his repeated stimulation, Jing Chong was really stubborn.

"You dead fat man, who said I'm scared, go, I'll accompany you to break into the tiger's den in Longtan!"

Jing Chong completely lost his mind, shook his body and walked towards the back two courtyards, and he took the lead, and he really seemed a little hot.

Looking at Nie Haiyuan again, he looked at Jing Chong in front of him with a smile, and his mouth was a little closed.

It didn't take long for the two of them to pass by the fifth-floor courtyard, and sure enough, as Nie Haiyuan said, there are flowers and plants everywhere here, even if they pass by here, they can clearly smell a burst of incense wafting in the wind.

Moreover, as soon as I passed by the door, I saw that the door was open, and as far as the eye could see, a few female disciples walked around, and they did not pay too much attention to the two people at the door, but looked along the passage, and sure enough, I found a small building in a conspicuous place in the courtyard, which was not big but was exceptionally fresh and elegant, and had a unique style.

It's no coincidence that at the railing of the small building, there is a white-clothed figure standing, a flowing robe, a tall figure, the hair on the shoulders of the temples moves with the wind, and a slender hand is brushing the sideburns and looking ahead, but he is keenly still caught the abnormal movement at the door of the courtyard, and suddenly turned around, and only glanced at Jing Chong's four eyes.