At this moment, Yang Guo was at a loss.

In this sigh, there was Long's relief of letting go of his worries and Long's self-blame for his indifference, Yang Guo felt guilty when he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Brother Long, it's not that you're bad, it's me who is bad, I shouldn't deliberately tease you and make you worry about me." ”

Long stroked Yang Guo's head and said slowly: "Don't panic, I'm not angry with you, and I don't blame you." My temperament is indeed too cold, which is very bad. ”

Yang Guo rushed and said: "No, you are very good!" ”

The dragon smiled faintly, his smile lines were as light as a spider's silk, and said, "Get dressed, it's time for us to go out." ”

Long and Yang Guo stayed in the town for two days and two nights before returning to the ancient tomb and resuming their daily martial arts practice.

Summer is over and autumn is coming, autumn is going to winter, and months have passed in a blink of an eye.

It was snowing heavily.

Yang Guo dragged the dragon to stand at the entrance of the ancient tomb to enjoy the snow, only to hear him chant: "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow." ”

The dragon stroked Yang Guo's head as a sign of encouragement.

In the past six months, Yang Guo's body has grown extremely fast, and now he is as tall as a dragon.

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Brother Long, you see, the scenery on this mountain is exactly the same as in the poem, the birds fly away, and the people disappear." ”

Long Dao: "Yes, it looks like it's time to close the mountain again." "Raise your hand to catch a ball of snowflakes.

Yang said: "Speaking of which, Brother Long, yesterday the people of the Quanzhen Sect sent us something again, and I happened to touch it." ”

The dragon asked, "Do you know who that Taoist priest is?" ”

Yang Guo shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's a fresh face, it looks about the same age as me, but it's not as tall as me, it's not as good-looking as me, maybe it's just joined the church." After a pause, without waiting for Long to continue asking, he added: "Brother Long, don't worry, I have checked, there is no such thing as a note." I had already told the little Taoist priest that we would not accept their things, but he didn't listen, saying that he was afraid of disobeying the master's orders, so he had to leave them. I guess the basket of rice and noodles should have been buried in the snow by now. Yang Guo looked at the dragon's expression, and then asked, "By the way, Brother Long, when is your birthday?" ”

Long Dao: "I am an orphan brought back from the snow by the master, and I only know that I was born in winter, so I don't know what day it is." Why do you suddenly ask this? ”

Yang said: "I just remembered it, and asked casually, Brother Long, was the snow so heavy that day?" ”

Long Dao: "Guo'er, how did you become stupid, I was still a baby at that time, how do you know how heavy the snow is!" ”

Yang Guo patted his head and said, "Yes, I'm really stupid, I must have been frozen stupid." "Rub your hands and stomp your feet.

Long patted Yang Guo on the shoulder and said, "I have already sewn the new cotton clothes for you, go and change them, it is still the dark blue you like." ”

Yang Guo cheered and praised: "Brother Long, you are so powerful, it only took two days to make the clothes, then I will go and change them." He turned and ran into the tomb.

Before Yang Guo entered the tomb of the living dead, when Grandma Sun and the dragon depended on each other, Grandma Sun always thought that the dragon had to keep the oath not to go down the mountain, afraid that she would suddenly die one day, and the dragon would not have enough clothes to replace, so in addition to preparing dozens of sets of white clothes for the dragon in advance, she specially let the dragon learn how to sew clothes in case of emergency. Because of the relationship between the golden bell and the rope, there is a lot of white silk cloth in the ancient tomb, and there is no need to buy additional cloth.

Since Yang Guo couldn't wear the dragon's old clothes, since the beginning of autumn this year, the clothes on Yang Guo's body have been sewn out by the dragon with a needle and a thread. Because Yang Guo likes dark colors, his clothes are now black or blue, and he no longer wears white, just so as not to look sloppy and nondescript in the contrast of dragons.

Yang Guo's movements were very fast, and after a while, he rushed out, hugged the dragon from behind, put his chin on the dragon's shoulder, shook his body to express his liking, and took the opportunity to secretly sniff the smell of the dragon's neck. Because the dragon has been taking jade bee jelly since he was a child, his skin can exude a faint fragrance, which smells very good. Yang Guo liked it very much.

The dragon still faced the snow outside, and asked lightly, "Guo'er, is it appropriate?" ”

Yang said: "Suitable, very suitable, Brother Long, you are so good to me!" ”

Long Dao: "Am I really good to you?" ”

Yang said: "Yes, you are the best person for me in this world, and I like you the most." ”

Long Dao: "In that case, Guo'er, why are you lying to me?" ”

Yang Guo's smile froze on his face, and the rest of the words of praise and flattery choked in his throat, and he said weakly: "Brother Long, you, what did you say?" What lies? How could I lie. ”

The dragon tilted his head slightly and squinted at Yang Guo.

Yang Ganggang tugged at the corners of his mouth, scratched his head, and stepped back from the dragon's body, smiling all over his face, making two "hehe" sounds, and hurriedly scrambling.

The dragon didn't say anything, and resumed his appearance of admiring the snow again.

Yang Guo struggled a little in his heart for a while, scratched his ears and cheeks and walked in front of the dragon, and said embarrassedly: "Brother Long, I was wrong, I will be honest with you." ”

••••••

In Chongyang Palace, it is the time to preach the scriptures.

Lu Qingdu sat on the futon, rubbed his fat belly, and asked the junior brother next to him, "Hey, why didn't Qinghe come today?" ”

Chen Qinghe is the disciple of Zhen Zhibing, the first disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, who has always had excellent character and hard work, and has never missed any class.

The little junior brother said: "Senior Brother Qingdu, Senior Brother Qinghe is sick and resting in the house, and he has already taken leave with Uncle Zhen." ”

Lu Qingdu hissed and said, "So that's the case, it seems that Senior Brother Qinghe is very sick." I began to think about how to tie up with Chen Qinghe.

Now, there are two masters and apprentices, Zhao Zhijing chases after Zhen Zhibing, and strives to be a good brother, Lu Qingdu chases after Chen Qinghe, and strives to get closer to Chen Qinghe, trying to help the master. Although the two of them were not pure-minded, because of the flattery and flattery on the surface, their faction was in harmony with Zhen Zhibing's faction. The other factions within the Quanzhen Sect even regarded the two factions as one family, and the momentum of the battle became more and more obvious.

After class, Lu Qingdu held his stomach, swayed slowly, said goodbye to all the brothers with a smile, and came to the back mountain, in front of the thorn forest outside the tomb of the living dead after going around the palace left and right.

Lu Qingdu looked carefully at the snow, found a bulge, smiled on his face, and quickly dug out the basket containing rice noodles. The things in today's basket are different from half a month ago, with two more longevity peaches. Lu Qingdu was puzzled, and pulled out a red note with words written in the "old place", only to see that it read: "Congratulations/Long Gongzi's birthday!" Lu Qingdu suddenly realized, and said in his heart, "It turns out that these two longevity peaches are for the birthday of the surnamed Long." ”

Lu Qingdu knew Chen Qinghe's whereabouts well and often tracked him, so he knew that this basket of things was given by Chen Qinghe. He couldn't understand why Chen Qinghe knew the birthday of the surname Long, so he didn't want to, as before, he took the red note away.

Long and Yang Guo have never been waiting to see the people in Chongyang Palace, they don't pay attention to the things sent to the door at all, let them rot and rout, and often wait until Chen Qinghe retrieves the basket and gives gifts again, it doesn't matter what is inside, maybe Chen Qinghe thought that the person in the tomb took the note away! Therefore, Lu Qingdu is not worried about who will find out what he is doing. He grabbed some snow again, covered the basket, and hurried back to see his master, Zhao Zhijing.

After Ma Yu's death, Liu Chuxuan took over as the head of the teaching, and his disciples relied on the master's status to rise and gradually emerged. Although Zhen Zhibing's position as the first disciple is stable, it has been affected to a certain extent. In addition, the remaining five sons of Quanzhen are very old, and they are gradually unable to control the disciples, so at this time, the undercurrent in the Quanzhen Sect is surging, and the distribution of power is more complicated than when Danyangzi Ma Yu was alive.

Although Zhao Zhijing was defeated in the battle of the first disciple, his own martial arts are outstanding, and his strength and ability are superior to his peers, which should not be underestimated. After helping Zhen Zhibing several times, he has gained Zhen Zhibing's trust, and now, he can be regarded as Zhen Zhibing's right-hand man. Zhen Zhibing is upright, adjudicatory, and convincing the disciples in the sect, but his heart is a little straight, and he is slightly tactful, and many of his inner doors are not as clear as Zhao Zhijing's. Whenever a major event is decided, Zhen Zhibing must consult and discuss with him, and learn from each other's strengths, which has become a habit, and his trust in him is not under his fellow disciples.

When Lu Qingdu returned, just in time for Zhen Zhibing to come out of Zhao Zhijing's house, the two were talking and laughing, and it seemed that they really had a very good relationship and were very close.

Lu Qingdu rubbed his frozen face, greeted him with a smile, and respectfully called "Uncle Zhen." ", and watched Zhen Zhibing with the master until Zhen Zhibing disappeared.

Zhao Zhijing rubbed the corners of his forehead, a little tired.

It is also approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, the palace will hold a disciple competition, today, Zhen Zhibing is to choose the candidate for the main person, the two have been discussing from noon to the present, it is really exhausting.

Lu Qingdu hurriedly carried the master into the house, served tea and poured water, and massaged his shoulders.

Zhao Zhijing took a sip of hot tea, sighed, and frowned: "Since the apostasy of that little beast of Yang Guo, every time at this time, your master and I have to let people poke the backbone in the back, it's really, I'm so angry." ”

Lu Qingdu comforted: "Master, the past is over, why should you be sad for that little bastard." As he spoke, he took out the red note from his sleeve, handed it to Zhao Zhijing, and said, "Master, look, what did the apprentice find today?" ”

Zhao Zhijing said: "Congratulations to Long Gongzi on his birthday", after thinking for a while, his brows loosened, and he said with a smile: "Okay, you Zhen Zhibing, you still have this thought, I really underestimate you." ”

Lu Qingdu didn't understand why Master was like this, and asked, "Master, what does this matter have to do with Uncle Zhen?" This is a gift from Qinghe! ”

Zhao Zhijing waved his hand to make Lu Qingdu stop, straightened his body, shook the red note with his fingers together, and said proudly: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, Qing Du, for the teacher to ask you, do you know when the surname Long was born?" ”

Lu Qingdu said: "Back then, the red refining fairy Li Mochou released a rumor that his junior sister was born at the age of eighteen, and the demons attacked Zhongnan Mountain, although the apprentice did not remember the day, but he knew that it was in the late spring and early summer, and he thought that the birthday of the surnamed dragon should be in the summer, and after seeing this note today, he was confused. ”

Zhao Zhijing said: "No wonder you are confused. He rolled up his sleeves and said: "The Red Refining Fairy is just to make trouble and cause trouble, what she said is all nonsense, men can be said to be women, not credible, but, as you think, as long as the disciples in our sect have experienced the chaos of the demons, they generally think that the surname Long is the birthday of early summer, after all, we suffered a lot that day, not only let Guo Jing break the Tiangang Beidou Array, but also let those demons burn the Chongyang Palace, almost wiped out the sect, and lost all face, which is impressive." ”

At that time, Zhao Zhijing was the one who presided over the big array, and led nearly 100 disciples not only to mistake Guo Jing for a thief who went up the mountain to make trouble, but also beat them to the ground by Guo Jing alone, embarrassed and humiliated. If it weren't for this incident, the six sons of Quanzhen thought that Zhao Zhijing was embarrassed by the big responsibility, and now the position of the first disciple would not be lost. Therefore, Zhao Zhijing was embarrassed by Yang Guo, not only because Yang Guo was stubborn, but also because he poured out his resentment towards Guo Jing by torturing Yang Guo.

Lu Qingdu nodded, he was also carried into the water by Guo Jing that day, and he remembered it deeply, and said, "Master, since this is the case, the birthday of the surnamed Long is not in summer, but in winter?" How did Kiyowa know? ”

Zhao Zhijing said: "Yes, you have been in the church since you were a child, and you have lived in the church for more than 20 years and you don't know about it, but he Chen Qinghe has only been in the church for two or three years, how did he know?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at his apprentice.

Lu Qingdu said: "Could it be that the insider told him?" ”

Zhao Zhijing nodded.

Lu Qingdu said: "Uncle Zhen? ”

Zhao Zhijing said: "It's probably him, this matter is about Uncle Qiu, if you talk about it in detail, it's a shameful thing, Qingdu, go close the doors and windows, and listen to you for the teacher." ”

Lu Qingdu did as he was told, closed the doors and windows, and was full of curiosity.