Ningyuan Town.

The sky was raining heavily, and the surrounding peaks were covered in a layer of mist.

"Master Cen, are you going to go back?" Luo Guichen asked as he looked at the old man who was packing his things.

Master Cen folded the ledger into a slight crease, turned his head and said: "Yes, the weather is not very good today, I went back early to teach the students all the lessons, and I am afraid that I will not be able to finish teaching if I go back late." The mountain road is difficult to walk, so you should go back early. Master Cen had a very gentle voice, and the young man who was in his early teens on the other side was very pleasing to him, so he didn't mind being gentle with the latter.

Luo Guichen responded, hurriedly ran outside the door and took off the old man's coat and said, "Master Cen, I can almost memorize the folk words you asked me to memorize, when will you reward me." "The boy was only in his early tens, and he was dressed in greasy yellow clothes, and his hair was messy, like a huge chicken nest on his head, but he didn't look sloppy, because he was good-looking.

Master Cen took the rain and put it on his body in an orderly manner, and said in a rather calm tone: "After this Qingming Festival, you can come to my study to go to school, well, by the way, you don't have to pay the tea money." ”

The so-called tea money is actually the tuition fee paid to Master Cen, and if it sounds nice, it won't look too ugly.

"Thank you, teacher, have a nice trip. "Luo Guichen's voice is relatively brittle, and probably the voice change period has not yet arrived.

Master Cen is the most famous master in Ningyuan Town, and he is also quite dedicated to teaching and educating people, and even the mayor of the town was once a student of Master. But the longer people live, the greater their desires, so Master Cen came to this most famous inn to work as a bookkeeper, and all the wine business of the inn had to pass through his hands, and he could make a lot of black money in a year.

Master Cen walked farther and farther in the rain, this Luo family kid brought him a lot of shock, "Folk Words" is not something that ordinary people can memorize, obscure, he only taught one side, he never thought that this kid was all memorized, he sighed and said: "It's really a good seedling, but it's a pity......"

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There was a man who came down the stairs, a middle-aged fat man, with small eyes, and a harmless appearance.

"Guichen, do you really want to go to school?" the fat man asked, taking a bite of the chicken leg in his hand.

Luo Guichen wiped the table, and put the bench neatly and said angrily: "Otherwise, you can teach me." ”

"That's okay, although Master Cen doesn't have a good character, he still has some real talents. The fat man waved his hand repeatedly.

"There is real talent and real learning, which is compared to you. Luo Guichen saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, closed the door, the latch was tight, and said thoughtfully: "But Uncle Luo, since you know that Master Cen is coming to us to be a moth, why don't you drive him away?"

Uncle Luo half-leaned on the stairs and said: "How to hurry, my little shopkeeper doesn't dare to slap Hei Xinyu's face openly, do you think that the money he is greedy for is all owned by Master Cen alone?" ”

"Look at what you said, who am I, the name of a genius in Ning Yuan Town is not for nothing. Luo Guichen said a little flatteringly to the shopkeeper Luo, a cup of tea.

Shopkeeper Luo looked at this little guy and scolded with a smile: "Don't be poor, go and take care of yourself, the Dragon Riding Club will start in two days, and we are busy." ”

As soon as the shopkeeper Luo left, Luo Guichen smiled without saying a word, and said with a slight frown: "Master Cen is it, let me let you know that moths are not so easy to be." ”

Rather, the town is surrounded by mountains, and there is a small river that runs diagonally through half of the town. Generally speaking, the range of activities of the people in the town has always been downstream, but Luo Guichen prefers the upstream.

Although he talked to Shopkeeper Luo more casually, he never disobeyed Uncle Luo's words, because in Uncle Luo's words, one day more than ten years ago, Uncle Luo and a group of black-clothed masked men fought hard in the upper reaches of this river. Luo Guichen knew that what Uncle Luo said was not entirely true, but he was saved by Uncle Luo. Grace is greater than the sky.

"Tomorrow is Qingming, Master Cen didn't take my tea money, and I have to give him a big gift. Luo Guichen took off his straw sandals, looked at the two huge holes under his feet, kicked them into the river with a displeased face, and then jumped into the river without even taking off his clothes.

The river water was warm, which frightened Luo Guichen, but he sniffed the river water and didn't smell before he settled down, like a frog with a belly flipping on the surface of the water, and thought leisurely: You can call Uncle Luo over in the future and let him soak it too.

The night in Ningyuan Town was very quiet, the moonlight cast a long shadow on the ground, and the footsteps came from far and near, Master Cen pushed open the vermilion gate and walked forward.

"Teacher, come into the house and sit down, I just brought you good tea from out of town, and I know that you like to drink tea, so I will prepare more for you." The enthusiasm in his voice was undoubted, Yu Chengxuan was dressed in civilian clothes, took off the coat on Master Cen and said, "I'll ask someone to send you a few thin umbrellas when I go back." ”

Master Cen hesitated a little and said: "Yu Zhen doesn't have to be like this, he won't be punished for nothing. ”

The tea is fragrant, and even a picky person like Master Cen is very satisfied with the tea brought by Mayor Yu.

Mayor Yu saw that Master Cen's face softened slightly, and then continued: "Zheng'er, bring the tea to the teacher." ”

Yu Fangzheng can also be regarded as a well-known genius boy in Ningyuan Town, but he has been severely pressed by Luo Guichen who appeared out of thin air over the years, in fact, in the eyes of Master Cen, the only difference between Yu Fangzheng and Luo Guichen is that in terms of age, Luo Guichen is five years younger than the former.

"Teacher, can you take care of the dragon club in two days?" said slowly, this is also his main purpose today, in fact, the dragon club is just the name of the people who would rather be the townspeople, in fact, it is just to select sect disciples.

In the past, the Dragon Riding Club would only be held in large counties far away, but this year, it was unusually selected in Ningyuan Town, and the only scholar in Ningyuan Town, Master Cen, was the receptionist appointed by the above, and he still had a certain right to speak.

This is also the reason why Mayor Yu and Master Cen have been involved a lot recently.

At the same time, the Luo Family Inn, the shopkeeper of Luo, also sat opposite Luo Guichen at the same end of a serious book and said: "The dragon meeting is particularly important for us, do you understand......? Tempt them ......" Shopkeeper Luo didn't realize that he was leading the latter.

Luo Guichen said absentmindedly: "Okay, okay, I know, you old man can rest assured, I will do things to your satisfaction." He waved his hand and said, "I feel like I need to rest." ”

Shopkeeper Luo pretended to be disgusted and got up and said: "Stinky boy, grow up, don't talk about you, rest early, we will have to be busy in two days." ”

Most of the house layouts in Ningyuan Town are the same, except for the mayor's house, which is slightly magnificent. So Master Cen came out with a thin umbrella, looked back and looked deeply, and there was a lot of envy in his heart. He touched the tea package in his arms and smiled, which was enough for his tea money for a year.

"It's a pity that the kid of the Luo family, if you want to blame it, you didn't be born in a good family. "Master Cen always thought that he could treat money like dung in books, but when he opened the bulging tea bag, he took a sip in his heart, fucking a bullshit saint, it's not as good as money.

The moonlight dimmed, and a folk word on the side of the road kept turning the pages with the wind.

Luo Guichen closed his hut tightly, and then took out a good-looking step shake from his arms, with good-looking beads falling on it, he couldn't tell what material it was, it was warm in his hand, and he felt that his limbs were filled with a warmth, which made him even more convinced that this step shake was definitely a rare treasure.

"However, this thing floated from the upper reaches of the river, but the upstream is already at the end, so where did this thing come from?" He had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't get entangled, he was not a nobody to have this thing, and he would give it to him when the time came.

Luo Guichen blew out the light, lay on the side of the bed by the window, looking at the stars in the sky, he suddenly felt that everything was boring, according to the words of the shopkeeper Luo: You kid don't think about something in the future, honestly take a fame, and be a town mayor, Lao Tzu has long been fed up with the black heart, no matter how bad it is, you have to be a teacher, I don't have to worry too much about the rest of your life.

"Don't sleep yet, what do you kid want to do?" the voice was loud.

Luo Guichen turned over, pulled the neatly folded quilt on his body and said, "Uncle Luo, I have grown up, and this is spring, not cold." You don't have to peek at me anymore, you're going to keep me awake like this. His voice weakened, and he wanted to say that if you don't come, I won't be able to sleep, but after thinking about it, I feel that the numbness has stopped.

The footsteps faded away, leaving behind a voice: "Keep warm". The sound of the urn is angry.

Luo Guichen couldn't help laughing, it was rare to see Uncle Luo deflated once.

Beyond the flying clouds.

In the pavilion and water pavilion, two young girls sat in the exquisite small pavilion.

"Sister Ling'er, did you really lose what Senior Brother gave you?" The girl's crisp voice carried a hint of panic, and a blood-red cinnabar mole between her eyebrows made her face whiter and whiter.

Ling'er was wearing dark cyan clothes, the style was not too gorgeous, decent, with long hair reaching her waist and a thin waist of willow that could not be grasped. She asked, "Well, it's lost." ”

The cinnabar mole girl sat up, walked back and forth in the pavilion and said, "Sister Ling'er, that was given to you by senior brother, how can you ...... If you don't care like this, what if Senior Brother knows!"

"What if you lose it, if he asks, you will push it on me. Ling'er turned her head, and the moonlight bent from the wing of her nose to her thin lips, and she blinked, and her lake-blue eyes became charming. Even the cinnabar mole girl on the opposite side had an intoxicated look on her face, this kind of demon that brought disaster to the country and the people, no wonder even the shining senior brother would fall for it.

"It's not that you don't know that the senior brother is interested in you......" The cinnabar mole girl was ruthlessly interrupted by the latter before she finished speaking: "The turtle likes you, so you should like it?"

The cinnabar mole girl didn't feel uncomfortable when her words were interrupted at all, but few people on this mountain peak dared to do this, but the girl on the other side had this qualification, although the two of them were commensurate with sisters, but the cinnabar mole girl knew that everything should be in awe, and Ling'er was everything.

"Alas, whatever you want. ”

"Huanhuan, I suddenly want that thing again now, you follow me in a few days. Ling'er's voice suddenly sounded, she regretted a little, that thing was actually contaminated with her own cause and effect, just now she felt that a cause and effect surrounded her, very faint.

The expression on Huanhuan's face suddenly became exciting, and he answered, but he thought in his heart: "Could it be that I am interested in senior brother, this is good news." ”

At the same time, a sound transmission passed through the layers of barriers to the handsome man's side, and after hearing this, the man's hand refining the medicine suddenly shook, and when it touched, the Dan furnace exploded in response, but the man was still immersed in joy.