In the purple gold water pavilion, everyone was silent for a moment because of the words of the woman who was called the lord of fasting.

Yan Yu, who was watching from a distance, also noticed the woman at this time, the woman was wearing plain clothes, her face was peaceful, she couldn't tell how old she was, she never seemed to be angry, she was in a kind state, and her cultivation realm had reached a taste of an ancient well without waves.

As for what the lord is, of course Yan Yu doesn't know, he just knows that the monk is Jiang Liu'er, I heard Ye Yichen mention it a few days ago, but I didn't expect to see the deity here, as for whether it is the same person, it is unknown.

The eldest princess looks a little similar to Teacher Ruoshui, although she is also called Ruoshui, but it shouldn't be the Chinese teacher Chu Ruoshui she knows.

Until now, Yan Yu has figured it out, this is the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties in ancient China, the founding of the Liang State of the Southern Dynasty for ten years, that is, in 512 AD, according to the current society, there are about 1,500 years.

Although the time is right, the situation he sees so far is far from the historical record.

Could the eldest princess in front of her be Xiao Yan's Princess Yongding, and Xiao Caiyan is the princess of Lin'an? But the history books have not mentioned it. There is also the Divine Soldier Gate, which has no record in history at all.

This Zijin Water Pavilion is such a peculiar place, if it really exists, it will definitely leave a strong mark in history, but I am considered to be involved in the history of the wild history, but I have never known the slightest bit.

It seems that this dream is still a dream, no matter how real it is, it is still a dream.

Yan Yu thought of this, and as soon as his heart moved, his people flew lightly into the water pavilion surrounded by purple golden lotus.

This time, Yan Yu was no longer surprised, but naturally sat down on the empty Taishi chair, stretched his legs forward, raised his arms above his head, and stretched comfortably.

He knew that in this dream, except for the little scholar, no one else could perceive his existence.

At this time, the little scholar standing behind the little gentleman in the first place looked in the direction of Yan Yu and smiled slightly.

Coincidentally, the Taishi chair where Yan Yu was sitting was in the same direction as the woman, which made the woman think that the little scholar was smiling at her, and she could instantly understand what she was saying.

Scholars are like this, so of course the little gentleman is not far behind, if not worse.

The young scholar who tilted his head noticed that the woman was nodding to the little scholar behind him, so he looked at his little scholar with some curiosity, smiled slightly, and said, "Xiaohu, can you understand what the lord of the fast said?"

The little scholar who was called Xiaohu by the young scholar, after hearing his son's words, was stunned at first, and then his face flushed slightly, but after a while, he returned to normal, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sir, Xiaohu laughed just now because there was a person there who stretched a very comfortable lazy waist, Xiaohu thought that person was more interesting, so he smiled, not to understand the Zen machine of the master of ink and wash." ”

The little scholar's voice fell, and Yan Yu, who was the party concerned, was horrified, this little scholar was too unscrupulous, he exposed himself so quickly, and his mind moved, ready to run away.

But when he looked around, only Xiao Caiyan behind Xiao Ruoshui and the three middle-aged men she brought looked in his direction, but they looked confused, and the other four did not make any moves, which made him feel a little relaxed, but he began to squeeze his eyebrows at the little scholar.

Because those four people are considered to be the masters of the world, if someone appears at such a close distance, it is impossible for them not to perceive it.

Therefore, in the eyes of the four people, the little book fairy tale contains another meaning.

After the monk heard the little scholar's words, he was silent for less than two breaths, and then said to the first scholar: "You scholar is a little interesting, can you let him practice with the monk for a period of time, and he will become a generation of high monks in the future." ”

"Oh, what's the point? You monks always like to play meditation, and I really don't understand it as a layman. The first scholar heard the monk's words and replied with a smile.

The monk is Jiang Liu'er, and when he looked at the scholar, he changed his appearance, with a hippie smile, completely lacking the dignified appearance just now, and said with a smile: "There are still things that you Guigu heirs don't understand, it's really rare." If you don't understand, let your ancestor come out and tell you, haha. ”

"If you want my ancestor to come out, it will be difficult, but don't you Buddhists say that there is reincarnation, and you should be very good at finding people who are reincarnated, if my ancestor is reincarnated, you can do well, and use your supreme Dharma to find him, how about it? It just so happens that I still have a lot of things that I don't understand, and I want to ask him. The scholar also responded with a smile, and his words were full of lightness, no longer giving people that feeling of detachment, but more like chatting with friends who have been friends for a long time.

The scholar glanced at the still pondering master of the Ink Zhai and glanced at the little scholar behind him meaningfully.

This little scholar has been with him for seven years, and his appearance and personality have not changed in the past seven years, which has made him feel a little strange.

At this time, he remembered the conversation with himself when the previous gentleman brought the little scholar to him.

"Wuwei, do you know how many unknown existences there are in this mysterious land of Kyushu? Weishi has already told you about the existence of the boat supporter, and the world thinks that my Guigu lineage can reach the sky and the earth, and can do anything, even if even the boat supporter can be contacted, thinking that the boatman is serving my Guigu lineage.

How do they know, in fact, my Guigu is the eyes of the boatmen in this world, and they pay attention to the changes in this land for the boatmen. Seven years ago, the gentleman said to himself in a serious voice before he was about to leave.

"Sir, Wuwei knows, Wuwei remembers it in his heart, and he will definitely live up to the long-cherished wish of the ancestors of the Guigu lineage. At that time, the scholar's face was still quite childish, showing an extremely determined expression.

In this way, the teacher can leave with peace of mind. This is the little scholar that the teacher has found for you in the mortal world, and will spend a period of time with you. His name is Xia Xiaohu, and he agreed with his teacher that he will accompany you for ten to a hundred years, and it is up to him to decide when to leave. When he is leaving, you can't force it, you know?" The gentleman seven years ago looked at Xia Xiaohu, who was the same as he is now, and said to the scholar with a loving face.

"Wuwei remembers, but Wuwei is confident that he can go through the past and the present alone, will this little scholar be a little redundant. At that time, the scholar confidently replied to the words of the previous gentleman.

"It's not redundant, when the time comes, you'll naturally know, hehehe. The previous gentleman smiled and stopped talking.

Since then, the previous gentleman has left the Holy Land Altar of the Guigu lineage, and there has been no news for seven years.

The scholar studied with Xia Xiaohu for seven years, although there were many servants to take care of him, but the scholar felt that only Xia Xiaohu and himself were the ones who depended on each other.

Now that I think about it, the "then" that the previous gentleman said is now the time.

The scholar looked at the master of the ink painting and was about to ask, but he heard Xiao Caiyan whispering to the eldest princess Xiao Ruoshui about something.

"Eldest sister, who is the master of the Ink Painting? How come I have never heard of this person on the rivers and lakes, looking at her contemplative appearance now, is she stumped by the little scholar. And that little scholar, how do I feel so funny, you see he's still shy, what does he mean by what he just said, there's obviously no one on the chair. And the most hateful thing is the monk, does he really understand something, pretending to be profound there, humming. ”

Xiao Caiyan whispered in Xiao Ruoshui's ear for a while, and said a lot of things, which made Xiao Ruoshui smile lightly.

None of the other people present were ordinary people, of course, they could clearly hear Xiao Caiyan's words, the scholar in the first place smiled playfully at Jiang Liu'er, and the master of the ink shop, who was still pondering just now, no longer pondered, and nodded to the little scholar Xia Xiaohu again, which made Xia Xiaohu return the salute with a slight panic.

Xiao Ruoshui saw that everyone didn't care about Xiao Caiyan's words, so he said to his young sister: "Caiyan, where can you know all the people and things in the rivers and lakes."

The master of Ink Zhai is a famous generation of Gu Yin, who has retired from the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and you and I have not yet come to this world when she became famous, so it is normal for you not to know.

As for whether the predecessors were stumped, where is you and I can evaluate.

There is also more respect for the holy monks in the future, although the holy monks do not have the kindness that monks should have, but after all, the Dharma is good. ”

After Xiao Ruoshui finished speaking, he nodded to the master of the ink shop, and did not step forward to salute. Then he looked at Jiang Liu'er with a smile, Jiang Liu'er wanted to continue to show the appearance of a compassionate monk, but after Xiao Ruoshui said that he was not kind, he felt that it was not interesting to pretend anymore, so he looked at Xiao Ruoshui with a smile.

Behind Xiao Ruoshui, Xiao Caiyan heard that the woman, that is, the master of the Ink Zhai was an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, and was about to come forward to salute, but was stopped by Xiao Ruoshui and said: "The predecessor has been extremely disgusted with Confucianism and Taoism all his life, and he does not like ordinary gifts. ”

When Xiao Caiyan heard the eldest sister's words, she quietly returned to her own sister, and smiled with interest at Xia Xiaohu, who was still a little embarrassed.

And after Xiao Ruoshui glanced at Xia Xiaohu, a tingling feeling flowed through her brain, and an extremely ethereal and intermittent voice appeared, the voice was a woman's crying, sad and complaining, but resolute, but she couldn't hear what the person said.

After the intermittent voice appeared in Xiao Ruoshui's head, there was a moment of sadness in her always peaceful mood, and then she tried to calm down before she was calm again, but she didn't dare to look at the little scholar who was a little embarrassed anymore.

At this time, the master of the Ink Shop said to the scholar: "Little sir, this little scholar does have some meaning, I wonder if the little gentleman can cut his love, let him go to Guyin with me for a period of time, and then let him come back after three years?"

The scholar was a little embarrassed, and said to the master of the ink shop: "Master, I'm really sorry, I can't make my decision, when the previous gentleman brought him to me, he specially explained that Xiaohu is in charge of all his freedom, and when he wants to leave, I can't force him; if he wants to stay, I can't let him leave." Xiaohu, you have heard the words of the monk and the master of the ink shop, what do you mean?"

"And such things, it seems that the old immortal has already seen the opportunity, hehe. After hearing the scholar's words, the master of the ink shop smiled with relief, and no longer reluctantly, but looked at Xia Xiaohu with some expectation, waiting for his decision.