Song Guichen was penniless, and the strange smell on his body was really unsightly.

After thinking about it, she washed the silver-red cloak on her body, took it to the pawnshop, and exchanged it for two taels of silver.

I happily bought myself a set of clothes, went to the perfume store to wash myself up and down, put on new clothes, and then went to the lonely mountain.

As its name suggests, Gushan Mountain is a lonely island in the West Lake.

It is surrounded by blue waves, flowers and trees; The pavilions are scattered, and the pavilions are chic.

The bottom of the mountain is only a dozen miles away from the bustling and lively main city of Hangzhou.

However, for more than ten years, Master has never set foot in the city, and at most he has only taken a small boat to visit the temples of the West Lake.

Walking along the white causeway, although it is early spring, the two lakes are still vast.

The mountains are green, the lakes are blue, as in the painting, absolutely beautiful.

Song Guichen had no intention of appreciating it, and hurried towards the mountain.

This white causeway is about two miles long, connecting the urban area of Hangzhou and the lonely mountain in the lake, Song Guichen has walked countless times in the past, but he has never been so preoccupied as he is today.

She was afraid of seeing the Master, and she was afraid that she would not see the Master.

Tangled with a complicated state of mind, her walking speed was greatly reduced, but she still quickly reached the mountain.

Although Gushan is a mountain, it is not high, it can only be regarded as a small island in the West Lake, and the mountain trail is elegant and chic, and it has the feeling of a mountain forest.

On both sides of the path, plum forests are everywhere, and now it is the time when the plum blossoms bloom, and the plum fragrance is bursting, and it is moving.

In the depths of the plum forest, several simple thatched huts are lined up in an orderly manner, and on the lintel of one of the chaimen, there are three big characters engraved with the three big characters of "Listening to the Crane Hall".

That's where Song Guichen lived for ten years.

She stood hesitantly in front of the door, and at this hour, the master was probably not at home.

Based on her understanding of the master, at this time, she was either walking in the mountains, playing the qin by the water, boating on the lake, or discussing with the monk Zhiyuan in the temple on the mountain.

However, no matter where he is, if you want to find him, you only need to release the white crane in the courtyard, and when the master sees it, he will come back.

However, Song Guichen touched his cheeks, a little apprehensive, his current appearance, will the master recognize himself when he sees it?

When Song Guichen hesitated, the firewood door of the thatched hut creaked open, and a woman in Tsing Yi with her hair in a high bun opened the door and walked out, seeing Song Guichen wandering outside the door, a trace of fear flashed in the woman's eyes: "You...... You ......"

Seeing a woman who was exactly the same as his original body, Song Guichen's mind went blank for a moment.

Sure enough, I and her souls were swapped!

Song Guichen immediately stepped forward: "You know me, right, who are you?" What the hell is going on? ”

"No, I don't know you, you're mistaken."

The woman hurriedly closed the door, but was stopped by Song Guichen one step ahead, "Girl, you and I don't know each other, but inexplicably the soul is exchanged, I came all the way from Kaifeng just to figure things out, today-"

"You let go, what do you want to do? I don't know you! You go, you go! ”

Looking at the body with his own appearance yelling hysterically, Song Guichen felt a little awkward, and the movements of his subordinates couldn't help but loosen up, and this loosening, the chaimen was closed by the woman with a thud.

Song Guichen patted on the chai door: "The girl opened the door, what is going on?" ”

"This little friend, why is he so out of shape that he knocks on my door so hard?"

A clear but kind voice came, Song Guichen couldn't help but burst into tears, and slowly turned around.

The person in front of him was over half a hundred years old, dressed in spacious cloth clothes and happy, with a smile in his eyes, and the kindness he exuded made Song Guichen's eyes red.

She wanted to open her mouth and call "Master", but she didn't do anything, but tears just fell down her face.

"This ...... Xiaoyou must have been wronged, if my apprentice is rude, Lin Kui will make amends to Xiaoyou here first. ”

Song Guichen burst into tears and laughed, the master still protected his shortcomings as before, but now the person he protected was a person who occupied his body.

This thing is extremely weird, she thought that when she came to Lonely Mountain, she would be able to figure everything out, but she didn't expect it to become what it is now.

"It's my reckless rudeness, and I don't blame the order." Song Guichen wiped his tears and asked with a smile, "Mr. just came back from serving plum blossoms in the mountains?" ”

"Well, yes, it's early spring, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom, which is also—"

"It is also the most critical period for the maintenance of plum blossoms." Song Guichen hurriedly said, "You have to take care of it at all times, pruning, fertilizing, and watering are not careless." ”

Lin Kui laughed: "It seems that Xiaoyou has a lot of experience in raising plums." ”

"Actually, I heard from my master."

"Oh? I don't know who Xiaoyou's master is? ”

"He is-" Song Guichen looked at Lin Kui's familiar face, after all, he didn't say what was in his heart, but smiled, "He is the famous Heavenly Sword Master on the rivers and lakes, Long Aotian." ”

"Long Aotian?" Lin Kui smiled, "This name is unusual, another day, I hope to see it." ”

"When Mr. sees him, he will definitely regard him as a confidant and have a good conversation."

"Haha, huh?" Lin Kui said, "Xiaoyou has worked hard to come up the mountain, why don't you go into the house and drink tea?" ”

"Thank you, sir."

"Master, why are you back so soon?" The chai door squeaked open again, the woman in Tsing Yi walked out, Lin Kui smiled and said, "There are guests coming, Xiaochen, why don't you let the crane call back as a teacher?" ”

"Oh, when I saw her young age, I thought it was some naughty child who deliberately made trouble."

Indeed, although Song Guichen is wearing new clothes today, she is no longer the dirty appearance of the past, but her thin appearance is seen by others, and she will only be regarded as a child.

"Girl's words are not right, although I am thin, I also know etiquette, how can I deliberately make trouble." Song Guichen said, "Oh, I haven't introduced myself to Mr. yet, my master also calls me Xiaochen, and I just heard Mr. call this sister Xiaochen, I thought it was calling me." ”

Lin Kui said: "Such a coincidence? ”

"Yes, my name is -"

"Master, this little girl's name is Duan Xiaochen, and she is from Kaifeng Mansion."

Song Guichen was robbed of words by the woman in Tsing Yi, and couldn't help but look at her, seeing that the other party looked pleading against his own appearance, Song Guichen's heart softened, and he no longer argued.

It turns out that the real name of this body is Duan Xiaochen, which really doesn't fit his character at all.

Song Guichen's heart was in a mess, and the master was right in front of him, but he couldn't recognize each other.

A person who had never known him replaced him, lived in his own room, occupied the master's love, but still tried to prevent himself from telling the truth.

What the hell is going on!

"Miss Duan, please have tea."

The fake Song Guichen brought a cup of tea, poured it into a blue and white porcelain cup, and slowly handed it to Song Guichen, she specially called Song Guichen Miss Duan, to remind Song Guichen to pay attention to her current identity.

Song Guichen looked at her coldly, the two looked at each other for a moment, Song Guichen suddenly smiled: "Thank you sister, but my sister still calls me Xiaochen, no one has ever called me Miss Duan." ”

"You and I both have a dust word in our names, which is also fate. It's just that if I call you Xiaochen, I always feel that I am calling myself, so I still call you Miss Duan. Fake Song Guichen poured a cup of tea for Lin Kui, "Master, did you say it?" ”

Lin Kui took the tea and tasted it, then put the teacup aside, and said, "The name is just a code name, so you can call it as easy as you like." ”

"Sir is right." Song Guichen also took a sip of tea, and also put down the teacup.

"I've been used to being called Xiaochen since I was a child, and when I first heard the title of Miss Duan, I always felt that it wasn't me."