At this moment, another person came up from the bottom of the mountain.

This kid is very scheming, Tong Yuan, Zhao Yun and Zhang He have already found out, but they didn't break it because they couldn't feel the malice.

It happened to be in the bushes three zhang away, and I didn't know what I was doing there, so I just appeared at this time.

"Master, the disciple has long thought that you are alone here." His feelings were sincere, and he bowed his head, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of tears.

"Xia Houlan has seen the little senior brother and Zhang Shibrother," he is very good at dealing with people, and this detail can be seen: "The junior brother is soft-spoken, afraid that he will be reprimanded by the master if he speaks out." ”

It is said that his age is two years older than Zhao Yun, but the rules of the master are the rules, even if the registered disciple is a hundred years old, he must be called senior brother when he sees a formal disciple.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for three years, and you are already an adult." Zhao Yun smiled: "Hurry up, Master is most annoying about these false tricks." ”

Xiahou Lan glanced at her master, and stood up after a moment: "Master, Lan'er also implores you to go down the mountain, whether it is with the little senior brother or the disciple, I can let you take care of it." ”

"Alas! Let's go," Tong Yuan's closed eyes opened: "You said that you senior brothers, why are you crying and crying one by one?" How old are they? Is it a mantra? ”

"Don't dare!" Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan were startled, and hurriedly apologized: "The disciples all hope that the master will live a long life. Although the mountain is conducive to cultivation, it is really inconvenient for you to get older. ”

"It's refreshing to be a teacher," the old man was still hesitating: "There are too many fetters in the red dust." ”

"Master, it's not!" This is the first time Zhao Yun refuted Tong Yuan: "Cultivation to the end, it is all about cultivating the mind. Enlightenment is enlightenment, otherwise it is useless to blindly practice behind closed doors. ”

"The so-called small hidden in the wilderness, hidden in the middle of the city, and hidden in the court, why do you bother to stick to the place of cultivation?"

"The disciple's residence is on the second floor, and there is only one person living there. Listening to my mother's tone, I am about to get married, and I have been hesitating. ”

"With the master as a companion, the disciple will not panic about the round house, wait a few more years."

"Why wait a few more years?" Tong Yuan was dissatisfied: "The girls of the Xun family and the Cai family follow you every day, and you have come to get married." ”

"Master also knows that the apprentice's two daughters-in-law who have not passed through the door?" Zhao Yun was embarrassed: "The apprentice is only fourteen years old this year, it's still early." ”

"Do you think that being a teacher is a person from the mountains and wilderness, and you don't know anything?" Tong Yuan said angrily: "Whether the round house is or not depends not on the number of years. If you don't reach the threshold of second-rate, you really can't be together. ”

What? Xia Houlan was shocked, he had always been a little unconvinced, thinking that his qualifications were still good. Who would have thought that he had just stepped into the third rate now, but the other party was already a second rate.

"You're saying that second-rate people can round their houses?" Zhao Yun Daqi: "Please atone for your sins, the apprentice really doesn't know." ”

"Those who have not practiced the art of channeling will injure their foundation too early, and they will be at risk of dying early in the future." Tong Yuan explained: "The foundation building martial artist has reached the second rate, and the spirit is inside, so there is no need to scruple. ”

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, being able to be with a woman was an experience that he had never had in two lifetimes, in fact, he had thought about it for a long time.

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"Hmph, you're young, you have to practice seriously when you're round! If you are too addicted to alcohol, you will die young. Tong Yuan made a move, took the gun in Tong Zhi's hand, and solemnly handed it to Zhao Yun: "Take it!" ”

What the? Not only Zhao Yun himself, but even Xia Houlan was inexplicably surprised.

When the master gives the weapon to the disciple, it means that he can leave the master and wander outside.

Of course, even if Xia Houlan is envious, it is useless, the old man accepts apprentices strictly, and the registered disciples can come if they want to, and they love to take the gifts during the New Year's holidays, just an auditor, and the master will point out when he is happy, otherwise he will ignore you.

As for weapons? No one cares what weapon you like.

However, there is one thing to say, Xia Houlan has received more guidance from Tong Yuan than any other named disciple, and ordinary disciples have not spent as long as he has spent alone with his master.

For the past three years, Master has lived here alone, and he is the only one who comes to greet him every day, regardless of wind or rain.

Tong Yuan is not a hard-hearted person, except for not preparing a weapon for him, he has never pulled down the one who should be instructed.

"Thank you, Master!" Zhao Yun raised his gun with both hands and knelt on the ground: "It is precisely with the careful teaching of the master that the disciple can gain in martial arts and never forget your teachings for the rest of his life." ”

When I went up the mountain, there were two people, and when I went down, there were more Xiahoulan.

Tong Yuan himself didn't like to go down the mountain with his disciples, lest he be greeted by a large number of people, and it was estimated that he would take an unobtrusive time to move over.

The world-famous Zhao family Qilin'er returned to his hometown, and as long as the news spread, there would be an endless stream of people who came to visit.

"Senior brother, how did you get up the mountain?" Zhao Yun asked curiously, "I heard Tong Zhi say that you just came here in the morning." ”

"This ???" Xia Houlan was a little speechless for a while.

"Brother Huzi, you don't know each other, why are you twisting and pinching?" Zhao Yun became more and more curious.

"Senior brother, I can't hide it, it was Juanjuan who asked me to come to see you." Xia Houlan finally spoke.

Juanjuan, Fan Juan?!

It was a small jasper, and I met him when I went to Zhao's house with adults when I was very young.

Later, because he did have a good impression of Zhao Yun, he strongly asked to go to the Zhao family to study.

It's a pity, a thirty-year-old soul, you don't expect him to think anything about a yellow-haired girl.

It can be said that Luohua is intentionally ruthless, Zhao Yun instantly thought that Fan Juan had thoughts about himself, it can be said that in this era, it is a bit incredible, and there is no such thing as free love at all.

I still remember the first time we met, the little girl with pink makeup jumped up and ran to the backyard of the Zhao family.

"Are you reading?" She thought she was good-looking and a darling everywhere.

But the boy who looked younger than himself didn't notice him, and his eyes were fixed on Mu Jian for a long time, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Whose child?" The immature Zhao Yun just glanced at it lightly, and then moved his eyes back to the wooden tablet.

"My name is Fan Juan, is your name Zhao Yun?" The big black eyes tilted their heads: "Would you like to write me a poem?" I will memorize what you wrote on the grass and hoeing on the day of the day. ”

"Little sister, can you go to your family?" Zhao Yun himself is a gentle person, and he is very good to his little brothers and sisters.

"Who said I was small?" Fan Juan puffed out her chest angrily: "You stand up and let's compare, I'm taller than you!" ”

Zhao Yun naturally will not meet a four or five-year-old girl, and the poem will definitely not be given to her.

I thought that this was the end of the matter, but who knew that she would come to the Zhao family every three or five days.

The face in his mind was a little blurry, and Zhao Yun pretended not to care and asked, "Is Fan Juan okay?" ”

"It's not good, she's bad." Xiahou Lan lowered her head and kept shaking her head.