Wang Churan's expression at this moment made Bai Jinyu confused, and she couldn't tell whether she was surprised, frightened or surprised, it seemed that there was something about everything.

Bai Jinyu said: "You must have heard of me. ”

This sentence is really a bit redundant, as the first disciple of Cuizhu to be cleared out of the country in fifty years, how could she not know? She should not only know, but I'm afraid she has to be like thunder.

Cuizhu's door rules are very strict, although the disciples are free of themselves in all kinds of Nagisa, but with their heads and talents, they can basically do their best in the line of fire of the door rules.

So what they made was nothing more than a little mistake of kneeling in the Hadith Pavilion and being beaten by the board, and the last one who was expelled from the school like her was a young man who committed adultery with his teacher fifty years ago.

Wang Churan's stunned expression finally calmed down, she opened a pair of black and moist eyes, stared at Bai Jinyu carefully, and said affectionately: "Husband...... Over the years, I have missed you very much. ”

Her words were still not long, and her words were not fluent, but the content of what she said, combined with her sincere eyes, made Bai Jinyu roll down tears when she heard it.

Wang Churan suddenly grabbed Bai Jinyu's sleeve, and his breathing became a little short: "You wait!" I, I'm going to help you call him! As she spoke, she hurriedly took the corner of her skirt and turned around.

"Senior Sister Bai?!"

As soon as Wang Churan turned around, he bumped into a handsome man wearing a white cloud silk silk, who had just come down from the upper floor, holding an umbrella in his hand and not knowing where to go.

"Don't you recognize me, I'm a 'dead medicine jar'!" The man introduced himself ecstatically.

Bai Jinyu was stunned for a long time, and it took half a day to associate the sturdy man in front of him with the "dead medicine jar" that boiled medicine and drank medicine all day long, and smoked half of Cuizhu into a medicinal herb shop.

Bai Jinyu looked him up and down with a finger, and said unexpectedly: "It's you, the dead medicine jar, you are fat, and you are ...... now." It's white, it's good-looking, it's really different! ”

Seeing that Bai Jinyu recognized himself, the dead medicine jar grabbed the umbrella in both hands and was very excited: "What is this, if you were in Cuizhu, you would have been promoted to white silk a few years ago......"

Bai Jinyu's smile froze, and the death medicine jar felt that he seemed to have a bad scenery, so he quickly opened the topic and continued: "I heard from them a few days ago that you appeared in Cuizhu, and I really regretted that I didn't go back to Cuizhu with them at that time. I never thought that I would see you here, I am so happy, you are waiting for me, so many of them want to see you! ”

"Whoa!" Bai Jinyu couldn't shout if he wanted to, and the dead medicine jar immediately didn't care what he was going to do, and went upstairs to ventilate the news.

After a while, Bai Jinyu saw people running out of the various floors of Changfeng Building to tell each other, watching countless doors open, and a stream of green clothes and white shirts poured out, most of them looked down, and the next moment they rushed down the stairs like a tide.

The empty and deserted hall immediately became bustling with people. A few familiar faces immediately rushed to the front of them happily, and among them was Xie Duanyun.

"Senior Sister Bai, is it really you?!"

"I heard that you worked with us at the Liangyuan Inn to deal with the Jingzhou Meng clan and the Lushan Song clan and abused them to the bust!"

"Senior Sister Bai, we all thought you were no longer alive, where have you been all these years?"

"yes, yes, what did you eat, why hasn't your appearance changed at all?"

"Where hasn't changed, haven't you seen her lose weight, she has become more beautiful!"

"Yo, yes, huh? Senior sister, why is your hair so wet, is it raining? Hurry up and ask the store to bring a dry cloth and wipe it for Senior Sister Bai. ”

……

For a while, Bai Jinyu was surrounded by the cold greetings of "senior sister" and "junior sister", as if returning to the days when the stars held the moon seven years ago.

She swallowed her throat and stood upright, looking at every warm and familiar face in front of her, her nose was sour and her eyes were red, and she looked at the answer.

On the periphery of the crowd, there were many Tsing Yi disciples who had just started in the past seven years, although they had never met Bai Jinyu, but they had more or less heard her name and deeds, and they also discussed it.

"She's the one who holds the Hadith Pavilion punishment record? After looking up for a long time, I finally saw the deity. ”

"Harm, it turns out that she is Bai Jinyu, she doesn't know me, but I have knelt in the Hadith Pavilion several times for her."

"Who told you to ask about her, and you were caught by Chief Wenshan."

"You said that we Wen Shan is such a solemn person, how can he bring out such a traitor?"

Coincidentally, Bai Jinyu heard this sentence, she suddenly raised her head, and a kind of old knowledge of Cuizhu around her suddenly stopped, and looked at the man who spoke just now.

"How do you talk?!" The Dead Pill Jar stepped forward and questioned first.

The man was still young, wearing a green coat and couldn't support the demeanor of this cloud silk silk, his unintentional words didn't expect to attract the attention of so many Cuizhu seniors, and he suddenly looked at everyone with a little helplessness, and said: "I'm just talking about things, it's rumored that she didn't steal ......" The man looked at outsiders, stopped in time, and only said: "Was it kicked out of the division?" ”

When the ugly matter was brought up again, Bai Jinyu's heart was poked suddenly, and his face suddenly turned white. Wang Churan felt her strangeness, turned his face, reached out to hold her wrist, and glanced at her silently.

At this time, Xie Duanyun stood up and defended with strong words: "Since she has already left the school, she is not a person from Cuizhu, just like the ordinary people you meet on the street." So you should be polite when you speak, and don't speak foul language to ordinary people! ”

"Oh," the man was so young that he was weakened by his momentum, he looked at the crowd in front of him who were like wolves, and immediately said to Bai Jinyu obediently: "Offended." ”

Bai Jinyu hurriedly pulled Duan Yun and said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't be more serious about people's unintentional words......

"Did he say something wrong?!"

As soon as Bai Jinyu's words fell, a loud and solid voice broke through the air. When all the disciples heard this voice, they all held their breath and looked together towards the place where the voice came from.

The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties, burly and sturdy, dressed in a shaved white cloud silk silk, and his momentum was compelling.

Bai Jinyu was stunned, and couldn't help but take a step back, this person was Wen Shi, the master who was in charge of the Hadith Pavilion seven years ago.

The crowd naturally moved aside for Wen Shi, and he stepped forward with a high spirit, followed by a dozen or so of his disciples.

"Who shall I be? It turned out to be Wen Shanchang...... Old sister! Wen Shi deliberately paused, and said with bad intentions.