[Gain Sword Sect Disciple 1's Hatred +1000.] 】

[Gain Sword Sect Disciple 2's Hatred +1000.] 】

【Obtain the ...... of the Sword Sect disciple】

Gu Yunying enjoyed the baptism of hatred like a storm, and happiness came so easily.

It's a pity that the big turntable is being upgraded, and she doesn't know how long it will take, otherwise she would want to try her non-chief luck now.

After announcing that she was going to conduct a moral and ideological test, her hatred value has not stopped.

Originally, he wanted to personally invigilate this literary exam, but Shen Yipi summoned her back with a summons jade note.

Gu Yunying was so frightened that she hurried back to Zawangfeng.

Because the emerald note of the interrogation only wrote one sentence - have you ever seen the return of the light? The old man let you see and understand.

See the fart!

Gu Yunying was so frightened by the "return to the light" that her heart suddenly stopped, did she know that Shen Yipi had an old disease, could it be because the illness had recurred?

Before he had time to think deeply about the meaning of this sentence, Gu Yunying immediately flew back to Sitting Forget Peak.

She looked up at the peak that stood in the middle of the Kitashire mountain range.

The nine peaks of the Sword Sect are tightly embraced like siblings, only the peak called "Sitting and Forgetting" is like a little ink splashed on white paper and black letters.

Remote and silent, incompatible with the rest of the peaks, but it just happened to block the cold wind and frost blowing in the vast snowfield of Beijun.

Like a silent and lonely person, facing the cold, with his back to the emptiness.

However, when Gu Yunying was about to arrive at Zao Forget Peak, he suddenly showed doubts on his face and gradually stopped.

Xu is far away from the other eight peaks, and others have not noticed anything wrong, and only when they are close to the Sitting Forget Peak can they detect that something is wrong.

This peak, which has always been inaccessible, is now crowded with people.

It's like a cold snow-capped mountain that no one cares about, and in less than a day, it has become a place where people are like a market.

“…… These people look a little strange. ”

Gu Yunying slowly flew down to the bottom of the peak, because she actually saw someone setting up a market stall underneath.

The bazaar was so bustling and noisy that some people were selling their stubs, and some people had set up a small stall full of dazzling goods, and the steps leading to the summit were blocked.

"Freshly baked sugar gourd, do you want a bunch of them?"

"This girl is so pretty, do you want to try our rouge, this is an ancestral recipe, whitening and beauty!"

"Take a look at it, my painting is the real work of a famous artist in the previous dynasty, don't miss it when you pass by!"

The sounds of all kinds of hawking filled the ears, and there were passers-by, haggling with the vendors, or strolling through the streets.

Gu Yunying slowly walked among the lively crowd, this market was too strange.

She had also seen monks selling things in the black market, but all she could put out were some magic elixirs or fragments of exercises.

Everywhere it looks, every vendor sells ordinary things.

"This girl is really beautiful, come and try our rouge, which best matches your complexion."

A female trader suddenly stopped Gu Yunying who was passing by.

Gu Yunying's footsteps paused, but he hesitated, but he still walked in front of the vendor, and looked down at the boxes of rouge, exuding all kinds of fruity and floral fragrances, and even a faint smell of medicine, mixed together, so strong that she wanted to sneeze.

She covered her ears and nose slightly, feeling that this thing was too real, not at all like a mirage.

"Girl, look at this rouge, it's called Drunken Allure, this is made of peony flowers I picked from Luoyang, the fragrance is generous, the color is bright and vulgar, it really flatters you!"

The saleswoman smiled passionately and flatteringly, her face wrinkled, and she vigorously handed the rouge in her hand.

Gu Yunying grabbed the buttler's wrist, feeling the texture of the linen on her sleeve, as well as the rough skin on the back of her hand, and the slightly cool temperature of early spring.

Especially the female trader who was caught by the wrist suddenly changed her face, and scolded Gu Yunying: "If you don't buy it, you won't buy it, if you don't have money, just say it, I can still sell it to you, hurry up and let the old lady go!" Be careful, I can't let you eat and walk around! ”

Gu Yunying carefully observed the hawker's cheeks and words, without any stagnation, the most real expression.

"I'm sorry."

Subconsciously, she apologized to the vendor.

The vendor who was let go rubbed her wrist and snorted coldly.

Gu Yunying was shocked in her heart, and was about to turn around and leave, but saw the sound of a female vendor coming from behind.

"This girl is really beautiful, come and try our rouge, which best matches your complexion."

Gu Yunying's figure froze, and the expression she looked at at the saleswoman was exactly the same as when she was beckoned over just now, unchanged at all.

She didn't move, but the saleswoman continued her movements and conversations.

"Girl, look at this rouge, it's called Drunken Allure, this is made of peony flowers I picked from Luoyang, the fragrance is generous, the color is bright and vulgar, it really flatters you!"

"If you don't buy it, you won't buy it, if you don't have any money, just say it, I can still sell it to you, hurry up and let it go for the old lady!" Be careful, I can't let you eat and walk around! ”

The female saleswoman still snorted coldly, and her movements and expressions froze.

In the next moment, he repeated the action he had just done.

Gu Yunying slowly took a few steps back, but found that there was a woman standing behind her who was not bad-looking, because Gu Yunying was blocking the way, but her face was blank, and she just stopped in place.

A thought suddenly came to mind in his heart, and Gu Yunying let go of the woman.

But I saw that the woman suddenly resumed her movements, walked in front of the rouge stall, and quarreled with the female vendor, grabbed the female vendor's arm in the same way, and was scolded away by the female vendor.

After a while, the two of them repeated the scene just now.

And so it goes.

Gu Yunying suddenly realized that these people were like N and PC characters in the game, and they would only complete the setting plot repeatedly.

But sitting on the Forgotten Peak, why do these people exist?

Gu Yunying left the bazaar and wanted to continue towards the peak, but found that she had walked into a white-walled town again.

The bluestone steps leading to the summit at the bottom of your feet are covered with snow in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was a child's frolic sound in the alley beside him, and the sound of cheerful laughter echoed, shaking off a cluster of snowflakes on the corner of the eaves.

A little girl with pigtails rushed out, still holding a pack of oilskin paper in her hand, followed by a little boy about ten years old, with a helpless look on her face.

"Qingyu, you slow down!" The little boy shouted out of breath in a blue cotton jacket.

"This is a lotus cake that just came out, you have to hurry up and give it to the Shen family's brother, otherwise it won't taste good if it's cold." The little girl who called Qingyu urged.

Gu Yunying didn't want to care about these two N and PC characters, but the rainy little girl suddenly glanced at her, with a surprised look on her face: "Wow, what a beautiful young lady, are you a fairy?" ”

Gu Yunying glanced at the corner of the street where there was no one around, and then she was sure that the little girl was talking about herself.

"Can you see me?" Gu Yunying asked tentatively.

"Of course I can see you, huh, can't anyone else?" Qingyu's black and white eyes widened, "Are you really a fairy sister?" ”

"Qingyu, who are you talking to?" The little boy in the blue cotton jacket also chased after him, looking at Gu Yunying with the same curiosity.

"Brother Zhao, this is a fairy sister." Qingyu said solemnly and whispered, "What others can't see, only we can see, don't just say it." ”

The little boy surnamed Zhao nodded blankly, and he almost obeyed Qingyu's words.

"By the way, Sister Fairy, we are going to see the Shen family's brother, do you want to go with us, the Shen family's brother is good, you have to bless him more."

Qingyu's eyes rolled, and she sweetly pouted Gu Yunying to accompany her to find someone.

Gu Yunying has to follow these two different children, of course, maybe it is a breakthrough.

So she smiled and nodded, "Okay, you lead the way." ”

Holding Qingyu in one hand and talking non-stop, and holding the little boy surnamed Zhao with a restrained demeanor in the other, Qingyu smiled and told her that the boy's real name was Zhao Dahu, because the family wanted him to be as powerful as a tiger, but his courage was smaller than that of a cat.

Speaking of this, Qingyu also learned a cat meow, which made Zhao Dahu's neck red with shame.

When Gu Yunying heard the name Zhao Dahu, she always felt a little familiar, as if she had heard someone mention it, but she couldn't remember it.

Forget it, this kind of name is also very common anyway, maybe it's a duplicate name.

While thinking like this, Gu Yunying was dragged by them into a dilapidated courtyard.

Qingyu rushed over excitedly, stood on tiptoe, hooked the knocker on the door with difficulty with her little arms, and knocked on the door vigorously: "Brother Shen, Brother Zhao and I came to play with you, open the door quickly." ”

However, there was no movement at the other end of the door.

Qingyu tilted her head suspiciously, and continued to knock on the door knocker: "Brother Shen, we brought you lotus cake, it will be cold in a while, you come out quickly." ”

"We also brought the fairy sister, she is so beautiful and powerful, maybe your mother's illness can be ......"

The door creaked open, and the knocker shook with a hint of anger and impatience.

The man who opened the door was a young man of about ten years old, slender and delicate, wearing only two thin single clothes in this snowy winter day, standing with his back straight in the doorway, and the cold wind of the broken snow blew his sleeves, as if he were empty.

The bangs that reached between the eyebrows were also blown to one side, revealing those stubborn and sharp eyes.

It's like the chill of the wind and snow in this world.

"I said it, don't come to me again." A low, hoarse voice sounded, but it still had the childishness of a teenager.

Qingyu's body shrunk, as if she was frightened by the young man's resistance, and she stammered a little: "Brother Shen, I, let's come to see you and Aunt Shen." ”

"Not necessarily."

The young man of the Shen family refused in a deep voice, his eyebrows drooped slightly, he looked at Qingyu, who had just reached his chest, and said indifferently: "My mother contracted the wind cold because she saved you, and she couldn't get through it, so don't come to me." ”

Staring at Qingyu's increasingly pale face, the young man of the Shen family spit out a sentence heavily: "Bad luck." ”

Then the door was about to be shut.

Zhao Dahu, who had always been silent, suddenly blocked the door panel, dragged the young man of the Shen family out, and punched him fiercely towards the front door.

"The person who should be blamed the most is not Qingyu, but you, Shen Yipi!"

Shen Yipi?!

Gu Yunying, who was watching the play next to her, was so frightened that she choked on her own saliva.