The gathered crowd slowly dispersed, and Luo Wusheng came out of the back door, only to realize that he hadn't made an appointment with Zhang Chi for a few moments. It's not like a modern phone number, where you can get a lot done with a phone call. The only means of communication here is letters, either pigeons or manpower, both of which require a clear address to be able to establish a communication function. But Luo Wusheng never thought about it, let alone asked Zhang Chi. After thinking about it, she felt that she could only find a carriage again, and as for when Zhang Chi came to pick her up, she could only let him wait for a while, hoping that when he couldn't wait, he would think of picking her up at the Scholar Pavilion tomorrow morning, and don't mistake her for drinking flower wine to the circle.

Luo Wusheng shook the paper fan in her hand, and slowly walked towards the place where she could rent a carriage, and by the way, she was also ready to appreciate how the life of the people in this era was like, and whether it was the same as in modern times.

Zhang Chi, who was at the tea stand, was still thinking about the fact that Hua Wuliu's song had become everyone's belief, when a brocade figure in the distance came into his eyes, and he had to put Hua Wuliu's matter aside for the time being, got up and got on the carriage and walked towards the figure.

"Little boy?" Zhang Chi asked tentatively, and only when Luo Wusheng turned his face did he put down the stone in his heart, fortunately he didn't recognize the wrong person.

Luo Wusheng was slightly surprised when he saw Zhang Chi, and then after thinking about it, he understood and said, "Brother Zhang, it's hard work." He got into the car.

This time, Luo Wusheng lifted the curtain on the car, looked at the streets and alleys, and silently remembered the route from the 'Bright Moon Tianya Song' to the Scholar Pavilion.

"Childe is also going to listen to the music?" The magical flower Wuliu in Zhang Chi's mind was hovering again.

Luo Wusheng, who was silent in the appreciation of antique life, gave several answers in his heart when he heard this question, but after a little silence, he only spit out the word "yes".

"Is the song really that moving?"

Luo Wusheng didn't know whether she sang well or not, she felt that the song was a painting, and she needed to use the pen of sound, dipped in the paint of heart and affection, to sketch a beautiful picture in the listener's mind little by little. She was satisfied with the drawings she had sketched for the audience, and then replied, "Okay." ”

So Zhang Chi told Luo Wusheng what kind of rumors and opinions he thought Hua Wuliu was.

It was the first time Luo Wusheng had heard such a complete view of himself from other people's mouths, and the feeling in his heart was particularly wonderful, and he didn't know whether he should gladly accept such a divine evaluation, or silently throw it away 108,000 miles away.

Zhang Chi sent Luo Wusheng to the door of the Scholar Pavilion, and when Luo Wusheng came down, he asked with great curiosity: "Childe will live in this Scholar Pavilion in the future?"

Luo Wusheng nodded.

Zhang Chi praised proudly: "Childe, he is really the best among people!"

Luo Wusheng thanked Zhang Chi for his praise very plainly, and after saying goodbye, he turned around and walked into the Scholar Pavilion.

In the Scholar Pavilion, Xiao Mu was still standing in the position where Luo Wusheng first came to the Scholar Pavilion, and when he saw that the person who came was Luo Wusheng, he twisted his straw body and came towards Luo Wusheng, like a pet waiting for the owner to come back and be coquettish to the owner. Luo Wusheng stood on tiptoe and touched Xiao Mu's head. Xiao Mu immediately spun in place.

At this time, Da Mu came out of nowhere, and also bent over and stood beside Luo Wusheng, waiting for Luo Wusheng's touch, and Luo Wusheng also touched Da Mu's head in the same way.

Before Luo Wusheng could come out of such a warm welcome ceremony between Da Mu and Xiao Mu, he heard an extremely sour voice: "There is a woman who forgets the master." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Da Mu and Xiao Mu obediently returned to their positions, with a face full of grievances, where was the joy just now.

Luo Wusheng raised her eyes and searched around, and finally saw her master on the wooden railing on the second floor, so Luo Wusheng pretended to have no strength, "Master, you don't want to support your family, your apprentice raises you!" But the apprentice goes out to make money, and when he comes back, he has to give him a bite to eat, right?"

Luo Wusheng thought that the ghost-faced Gu Yu would definitely have to spend hundreds of rounds with him, but who knew whether he had changed sex or been stimulated today, leaving only two words "No time!", and then went into his room.

Luo Wusheng saw that his little Jiujiu was recognized, so he stopped pretending, sorted out the large brocade clothes on his body, and helped his hairstyle, "Damu Xiaomu, I'm hungry." With that, he walked towards the table.

Da Mu and Xiao Mu got the order and hurried to the kitchen to make food, Luo Wusheng sat on the stool, looked at the figures of Da Mu and Xiao Mu, and muttered, "Isn't the scarecrow afraid of fire?"

"They're just straw clothes. ”

The ghost-faced Gu Yu's sudden voice startled Luo Wusheng a lot, and Luo Wusheng's constantly undulating chest failed to make her eyes that were so wide that they were about to fall out blink.

Ghost-faced Gu Yu ignored Luo Wusheng's reaction at first, and naturally poured himself a glass of water as if nothing had happened. But as soon as the water cup was held up and it hadn't touched his mouth, the ghost-faced Gu Yu felt that the yin wind around him was suddenly coming, as if something big was going to happen, he turned his head very mechanically and slowly, looked at the direction of the source of the yin wind, and saw that his dear apprentice was 'admiring' him in a 'very friendly' way, he couldn't help but feel a thrill, and cried with a face full of grievances: "Apprentice, the master has been sleepwalking a lot lately. ”

Luo Wusheng infinitely despised Ghost-faced Guyu in his heart: Bullying me for being uneducated? Grinding out a few words from between his teeth: "I believe you are a dream ghost!" and then gave Ghost-faced Guyu a gorgeous white eye with a very appreciative face.

Seeing that Luo Wusheng had finally returned to normal, and the yin wind around him was gone, the ghost-faced Gu Yu couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat, he would definitely not take the initiative to scare his apprentice in the future, that look! That expression! He would rather choose to have a nightmare for a month than see it again. Immediately, he took a big sip of the tea that came to his mouth, which was a crushing shock.

Before the tea in the mouth of the ghost-faced Gu Yu could be swallowed, she heard Luo Wusheng say, "Master, are you just wearing a layer of human skin?" Luo Wusheng still looked like she had just now, and when she asked this, she was supporting her chin with her hand, blinking her big eyes vigorously. I saw that the water in the mouth of the ghost-faced Gu Yu spurted out like blood forced out by internal injuries, choking him and coughing. Under Luo Wusheng's innocent face, an evil little heart was showing a triumphant smile.

After Da Mu and Xiao Mu brought the food in, when they saw this scene, they consciously stayed away from the ghost-faced Gu Yu, and stood beside Luo Wusheng, silently mourning for their own pavilion master: Poor pavilion master, I can't help it! T_T