Chapter 12: Returning to the Master's Door

"Mu Qianqing, what is delicious for you Mu Qingfeng?" Edgeworth flew for a while, and Qianxue, who was standing behind and grabbing his clothes with his hand, felt extremely bored.

Mu Qianqing thought for a while and said, "At this time, except for the loquat of a loquat tree raised in the yard of the second uncle, the rest of the fruits are estimated to have just borne fruit. ā€

Qianxue peeked out of his small head from behind him and said in surprise, "Wow!

Mu Qianqing didn't have to think about it to know what she wanted to do, so she warned: "I advise you not to fight the idea of that loquat tree, there is a spring water in the yard of my second uncle, which is the spiritual spring you drank last time, although the spiritual power is average, but it is also rare, the loquat tree by the spring is nourished by the spiritual spring, it blooms early in winter, and the loquat is already ripe in early March. ā€

"Oh!" Qianxue nodded, indicating that she knew, but if she knew, she would know, and it was not certain whether she would do it.

"Didn't that senior uncle of yours go out with his precious fish, shouldn't it be in Mu Qingfeng?" she looked at Mu Qianqing's broad and straight back, and pretended to ask casually.

"It's still the same sentence, don't fight the idea of loquat, if you want to eat, I can ask the second uncle's apprentice to pick a little to satisfy your hunger, the quantity is definitely not much, but it is better than you, do you know that you steal food?" After speaking, Mu Qianqing also deliberately turned her head and glanced at her.

Qianxue stuck out her tongue and secretly complained in her heart: It's really a stingy ghost, the loquat is ripe and still doesn't let people eat it, why are you planting it?

"Speaking of fruit trees, there is an orange tree on the edge of a cliff about forty or fifty miles away from the lotus pond where I live, I don't know where it came from, if it weren't for a herb that I have been paying attention to for a long time, I really wouldn't have found it, the oranges that grew out of the orange tree are small, not very good-looking, but very sweet, and every year the ripe fruit is ripe and I pick it all. Speaking of this, she chuckled lightly and continued: "Do you know, just because of this orange tree, I have explored all the mountains within a radius of forty or fifty miles, and finally found many wild fruit trees, but the oranges are the most delicious. ā€

After speaking, she patted Mu Qianqing's shoulder and said, "Mu Qianqing, when the oranges are ripe in autumn, I will take you to pick them!"

Mu Qianqing's back stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, and said lightly: "Okay!"

Qian Xue lowered her head and watched the mountains and mountains flicker past their feet, and suddenly she was a little curious, what Mu Qingfeng looked like.

They didn't talk for a long time, and when they stopped for lunch in a small town, Qianxue looked at Mu Qianqing's face and asked, "Have we met somewhere?" She always felt that he was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where they had met.

Mu Qianqing's hand stiffened suddenly, but she didn't look at her, and said, "No, I don't remember where I saw you." ā€

Qian Xue didn't notice his hand, continued to eat, took a bite of the steamed bun, sandwiched a piece of tender mutton and said, "The fried mutton here is really good." ā€

Mu Qianqing nodded: "Well, it's okay, but the lamb chops made by our chef Mu Qingfeng are much more delicious than this." "They are immortal cultivators, and they shouldn't be greedy for appetite, but their Mu Qingfeng's cooks, I have to say, it is estimated that they are famous in the entire immortal cultivation world, and the competition of the new generation of immortal cultivators every three years is arranged in their Mu Qingfeng, although it is because Mu Qingfeng's strength is relatively strong, but every time the Taoist friends come, I am afraid that the most satisfying thing is the food.

"yes, really?" Qianxue immediately smiled, and asked, "What else? Your chef's specialty must be more than this, right?"

Mu Qianqing nodded: "More than that, but don't think about it too much, it's the master who makes the lamb chops, and he is generally only responsible for the meals of my master and the three uncles, and the rest don't care." ā€

"Ahh

Mu Qianqing showed a smile and said, "I'll eat with my master." ā€

Cough... Qianxue was almost choked by his turn, looked at Mu Qianqing with angry eyes, and said, "I found that you are really a little bad sometimes!"

Pulled her to jump directly down the mountain, so scared that she almost screamed out, and then raised the pea yellow deliberately so that she couldn't get it, now it's okay, and I know to give her an expectation and disappointment, and hope again, really, the thief is bad, the thief is bad.

Mu Qianqing just smiled and didn't speak, maybe it was too long and boring to be alone, maybe it was because Qianxue's girlish appearance made people can't help but want to tease her, or maybe she suddenly changed her temper and became fond of teasing people.

Finally, at dusk the second day after they finished eating fried mutton, they arrived at Mu Qingfeng.

Unlike Qianxue's imagination, Mu Qingfeng's mountain is not as high as she imagined, but it is still a majestic peak.

The entire huge mountain peak seems to have been cut off diagonally and used to build pavilions and huge martial arts training grounds, while some courtyards have been built on the top of the next peak, which seems to be used for habitation.

Mu Qianqing took her to fall at the mountain gate, the sect has rules, except for a few masters, the rest of the people can only enter Mu Qingfeng from the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as the disciples guarding the door of the "Senior Brother" saw Mu Qianqing, they all bowed respectfully, and no one even asked Qianxue's identity, but just glanced at her curiously.

Mu Qianqing has never been very close to women, but this time she brought back a strange girl they hadn't seen before, and it was strange that they didn't take a second look!

"Hmm" Mu Qianqing just nodded lightly, and walked towards the mountain gate with Qianxue.

"Mu Qianqing, are you their eldest senior brother?" There were quite a few disciples he met along the way, and they all stepped aside to salute him, so Qianxue asked him curiously.

Mu Qianqing nodded: "Well, my master is the head of the sect, and I am the only disciple, so I am the oldest among the disciples of my generation." ā€

In fact, he is not only the eldest of the entire Mu Qingfeng's younger generation of disciples, but also the best of them, if nothing else, the next head of Mu Qingfeng will be him.

"Does your master have no children?" Ordinary immortal cultivators don't care too much about the issue of offspring, but there are really few people who don't want to find a partner for the sake of cultivation.

"My master's life is thin, and she died before she gave birth to a son and a half daughter to my master, and my master did not continue the strings, so he has no children. Despite this, Mu Qianqing had already made up his mind in his heart that his master would be supported by him in the future.

"I'm sorry!" Qianxue didn't expect Mu Qianqing's master to be a lover, and sighed that he had encountered it while still admiring it.

Mu Qianqing took her to her yard and asked her to sit down in the pavilion, and then said, "This yard is mine, you can walk around casually, but don't go out of the yard, let alone find my second uncle's loquat tree, you know?"

Qianxue sat in the pavilion, poured herself a cup of tea, and asked with a smile: "Mu Qianqing, you care about me so much! Are you so afraid that I will be injured by a few wolves?"

Mu Qianqing had already walked towards the place where she bathed and changed, listened to her words, turned around, and said lightly: "I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about my second uncle's wolves." "As for Qianxue, a thousand-year-old demon who can slap the ghost qilin, there is only one thing he needs to worry about, that is, he can't let her out, otherwise, no one knows what will happen.

Burst...

Qianxue squirted out a mouthful of tea, and complained to Mu Qianqing with speechless eyes, but he didn't want to, he didn't even look at her anymore, and turned away.

Bathing and burning incense and changing clothes, it took Mu Qianqing half an hour to reappear in front of Qianxue, and at this time, the sky had already begun to darken.

Qianxue and the others were so bored that they almost fell asleep on the table, his courtyard was not big, two into three halls, and there was not even a figure.

"Let's go, I'll take you to my master. Qianqing was dressed in white, the same clothes as the young juniors who stood beside him that day, except that his cuffs and neckline were embroidered with delicate golden auspicious cloud patterns. It seems that Mu Qianqing's whole person is a little different, he was originally an immortal-like character, but being lined with this formal clothes makes him even more dusty.

Seeing him so formal, Qianxue couldn't help but look at herself, the light blue skirt, the loosely tied bun, casually like a common person wandering around her own home.

"I—" she opened her mouth to see him turn to look at herself, but in the end he said nothing.

The place where his master lived was on the main peak, a little far away from where Mu Qianqing lived, Qianxue followed behind him and asked, "Does your master know that you are back?"

Mu Qianqing nodded and led her to walk on the stone road that was gradually replaced by darkness, and said, "I know, as soon as you enter the mountain gate, someone will report it." ā€

Finally came to the place where Master Mu Qianqing lived, originally Qianxue thought it would be very magnificent, but he didn't expect it to be just a slightly larger courtyard than where Mu Qianqing lived, and he was waiting for them in the front hall when they arrived.

Mu Qianqing took Qianxue into the courtyard, came to the front hall, and after entering the door, he bent down slightly, bowed his hand to the middle-aged man in front of the hall, and called out respectfully: "Master, the disciple is back." ā€

The man in front of the hall nodded and smiled, "It's good to come back." After speaking, he looked at Qianxue again, looked at her for a while, and said, "I don't know what this girl is called." ā€

Qianxue was helpless, but she could only say: "My name is Qianxue." "She is much older than Mu Qianqing's master, so she really feels a little inappropriate to salute.

"Qianxue?" Mu Qinggu nodded and said mildly, "Not a bad name." ā€

Qianxue smiled at him and said, "Thank you for the compliment." If she hadn't taken one on the spot, she really didn't know how many people she would have to tell that she didn't have a name.

Mu Qinggu just chatted with them casually, and then said, "Qianqing, you can take Qianxue girl back to your yard to eat! I have already prepared the food for you." After speaking, he waved his hand, and two disciples with food boxes in their hands appeared in front of them.