Early in the morning, Su San opened the door of the small courtyard, and the fresh air came to the surface, as if blowing into Su San's heart, although he still had injuries on his body, but after a night's rest, the scarred place had been scarred, and now it is much better.

Walking out of the courtyard, according to Su San's perception, it should be at the turn of spring and summer now, today's weather is really cool, Su San looked at the scenery around the courtyard curiously.

After having dinner in the book house last night, Su San walked so long because of his injuries, Su San went to bed early, and slept in the same bed with the little beggar at night. Although he didn't sleep very comfortably last night, Su San was already very satisfied, and when he had no fixed place, he was kindly taken in by his husband, and Su San remembered it in his heart.

The gentleman got up early and was chopping wood in the small courtyard at this time. I saw Mr. chopping wood just now, and I wanted to go over to help, but Mr. said that Su San was just a child and didn't need Su San's help.

When I got up, there was a set of cloth clothes on the head of the bed, the material of the cloth clothes was coarse fabric, and there were patches on it, but it looked very clean, and it was probably Mr. Shou's own clothes.

After arriving in Qingshan Town, Su San saw some people wearing clothes made of animal skins on the street, so that everyone did not treat Su San as a savage. At this time, with cloth clothes, Su San didn't want to wear simple clothes made of animal skins all the time.

Su San already knew that this place was to the west of Qingshan Town, an area where ordinary civilians lived.

Su San was actually a little hungry in the morning, but I heard that the ordinary townspeople here only eat two meals a day, and it is not yet time to eat, which makes Su San not very accustomed to this.

Before going to bed last night, the little beggar told himself about the situation of the Qingsong Book House. Mr. Kuanren, the students enrolled in the Qingsong Book House are all children from poor families, and Mr. teaches only for a symbolic fee, as well as some rice and noodles. Most of the students' families are not very wealthy, although the family can't come up with money, they will also send some firewood, rice, oil and salt to Mr. on weekdays, and do what they can for Mr.'s library.

Actually, there was another incident this morning.

"Chunyang, I said, why don't you sleep at night, but sit on the bed instead?" Su San said tentatively to Chunyang suspiciously.

When I got up in the morning, I saw Chunyang sitting cross-legged on the side of the bed, not moving, as if he had been meditating last night until now.

Chunyang was the little beggar who saved him that day, and after knowing Chunyang's name, Su San began to get close to the other party.

"What do you know, I'm sitting there, I'm sleeping!" Chunyang slowly opened his eyes and said to Su San seriously.

"You can sleep while sitting, I really admire you!" Su San said with a smile.

"By the way, Chunyang, I don't know what your surname is?"

"This...."Chunyang seemed to be silent for a moment, and then said to Su San, "I'll tell you later!"

"You offended Zhao Qingwei before, just stay in the book house honestly these days, don't run around outside, lest you be recognized and bring trouble to the book house!" Chunyang said bluntly.

"Don't worry! I know how to do it. Su San patted his chest and said.

"Chunyang, I have another question, you are quite a white person, why do you dress up as a beggar all day long?"

As soon as Su San said this, he immediately regretted it!

I saw that at this time, Chunyang's hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body was straight, as if he was a fierce beast hiding in the grass and forbearing! It was gathering momentum, as if it was going to rush out with all his strength in the next second! Under Chunyang's calm face, it seemed that there was a storm brewing in his body.

Looking at Chunyang's appearance, Su San was even a little scared in his heart, but Su San was not an ordinary child, nor was he the kind of hairy boy who didn't understand the world! At this time, Su San looked at Chunyang's face and immediately knew that he had asked something that he shouldn't ask. hurriedly diverted Chunyang's attention: "Forget Chunyang, don't talk about that, anyway, how about we go out for a walk today?"

Su San boldly hooked Chunyang's shoulder at this time, as if what happened just now had not happened. Sure enough, being hooked by Su San like this, Chunyang gradually relaxed, and his clenched fists slowly loosened.

"Have you forgotten everything I just said?" Although Chunyang's emotions slowly calmed down at the moment, he still said to Su San coldly.

"Zhao Qingwei is probably already looking for you in the whole city, do you still want to go out, if you are not afraid of death, you can go out!" Su San was choked by Chunyang's words, and there was no way to talk this day.

Indeed, Zhao Qingwei is very likely to be secretly searching for Su San at this time, after all, Zhao Qingwei's kid seems to know that he is not a master to be messed with, if it is not for Zhao Qingwei to take the initiative to find the door, Su San would rather never deal with this kind of person.

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"Chunyang, show you my fan!" After Su San opened the black bamboo door of the small courtyard in the morning, he greeted Chunyang behind him.

I saw that Su San was wearing a light blue cloth coat at this time, and his long hair was tied up with a gray rope, revealing his bright forehead, and on both sides of his forehead, Su San also specially left two small strands of hair, and these two strands of long hair slowly fluttered in the air with Su San's movement.

Su San was proud in his heart, this is his favorite hairstyle, and when he got up in the morning, he specially dangled a few laps in front of Chunyang, but unfortunately, Chunyang, this kid doesn't know how to appreciate, and he didn't say a word, which suddenly made Su San think of the peacock opening screen, Bai Xiu.

"Huh~" I saw Su San standing under the willow tree and fanning the water in the river! The wind howled, and I saw that the calm water surface in the middle of the river suddenly concave, forming a depression of more than two meters, and some aquatic plants on both sides of the bank were blown straight by the wind!

After a while, the river was sunken and calmed again, leaving only a circle of larger and larger waves around it, indicating what had just happened on the water. When Su San saw this scene, he was excited, just like the excitement of setting off firecrackers when he was young!

"Cut! boring!"

Seeing Su San standing on the shore, with a big weeping willow behind him, and the fan in his hand kept fanning towards the water, Chunyang was behind Su San, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said disdainfully.

"Okay! Don't play anymore, if you play again and be discovered by others, and reach Zhao Qingwei's ears, we will be in trouble!" Chunyang interrupted Su San's enthusiasm to continue playing. However, Su San didn't listen to persuasion, and wanted to continue to come to the two fans, but Chunyang directly shot and grabbed Su San, where Su San was Chunyang's opponent, and immediately begged for mercy.

"Alas, ah, Chunyang! You let go of me! The gentleman doesn't move his hands. “

"Ahh "Su San begged for mercy very shamefully. In fact, this is nothing, Su San himself knows the severity, but Chunyang's expression this morning made Su San a little worried, and wanted to find something to contact Chunyang more, and then enlighten the other party.

Chunyang urged Su San to walk towards the small courtyard, but Su San walked reluctantly.

Su San here is reluctant to give up, but he doesn't know that Zhao Qingwei hates Su San to death at this time, the Zhao family and the Xue family of the City Lord's Mansion have always been opponents, Zhao Qingwei wants to defeat Xue Chong to prove his strength, and finally got a treasure fan, which was originally intended to be used as a killer weapon against Xue Chong, but it was taken away by Su San!

A few days later, Su Sanda heard the news that the fan in his hand was called a fierce fan, which was a famous magic weapon in Zhao Mansion, even in the hands of ordinary people, it could fan out a gust of wind, and other idlers could not get close to the owner of the fan at all, even if it was besieged by many people, but this was just dealing with ordinary people. met Chunyang, Zhao Qingwei was unlucky.

Except for Zhao Qingwei's recent incident, Qingshan Town has actually been quite calm, because in less than six months, it will be the day when Qingyan Sect will accept disciples once every three years!

The Qingyan Sect is a pure cultivator sect, and it is also the largest and strongest sect known to the locals!

It is said that the Qingyan sect is full of monks who fly with edgeworth. The strength of the sect is extremely strong, maybe the other party only sends one disciple to come, and it can destroy the forces of Xue, Zhao, and Chen in Qingshan Town.

At that time, there will be a monk of the Qingyan Sect who selects disciples to come to Qingshan Town, and under the convening of the city lord, he will preside over the selection competition of the disciples of the sect, and the best will be able to enter the Qingyan Sect and become a monk.

Zhao Qingwei's treasure fan was taken away by Su San, and Zhao Qingwei's father was also furious in Zhao Mansion that day! He was very disappointed in Zhao Qingwei, and this fierce fan, on the one hand, was to defend his son Zhao Qingwei, and on the other hand, he also wanted Zhao Qingwei to win a good ranking in the competition with this treasure fan! In one fell swoop, he entered the Qingyan Sect and became a monk. Now I don't want to be taken away by a stinky boy! The person who took away his son's treasure fan must find him! Take the treasure fan back.

That day, Qingwei and the two first-class guards who knew martial arts were defeated, was it the Xue Chen family who did it, Zhao Qingwei's father groaned.

In short, Su San was really lucky to get this fierce fan from Zhao Qingwei's hands, and he dared to snatch something from Zhao Qingwei, the little overlord of Qingshan Town!

Even in the hands of ordinary people, this fierce fan can blow such a strong wind, because the fan surface of the fan is engraved with spiritual patterns, which can naturally drive the heaven and earth aura in the air, and it can blow a strong wind without the urging of the owner.

If it was in the hands of a monk, I'm afraid this fan would be even more powerful!

Su San is not a fool, after learning the preciousness of this fan, he should listen to the opinions, Su San stayed in the study house for a month, and never went out once, it is a coincidence, the people in the Zhao Mansion outside are looking for Su San everywhere, but they have not found it for a long time.

In Su San's eyes, Chunyang's kid is not simple, Su San even suspects that Chunyang is a monk! Otherwise, how can he easily defeat Zhao Qingwei and two strong guards with magic weapons?

However, under Su San's questioning, Chunyang refused to talk to Su San in detail.

In short, Chunyang seems to be very powerful, even if he is in danger, as long as Chunyang is there, he can probably protect himself. What Chunyang didn't know was that Su San at this time was actually thinking about being the other party's bodyguard! If Chunyang knew about it, it was estimated that he would beat Su San down and call him big brother.

In the following days, Su San stayed quietly in Qingsong Academy, and about another two months passed, Su San stayed at Mr.'s house every day, eating and drinking for nothing, and always felt sorry for Mr. if he didn't do something, so Mr.'s cooking and other housework were contracted by Su San. Of course, there is also a share of Chunyang in these housework, and not all of them are done by themselves.

In the past two months, Su San spent more time listening to his own while his husband was teaching to the students. For this matter, Mr. did not object, but encouraged Su San with a smile and said, "It's good to read a little more." Su San nodded yes.

In the past three months, the seasons have changed, and at this time, from the turn of spring and summer when I first came to Qingshan Town, it has come to the end of summer.

One evening, with a cool breeze, Su San came to the willow tree, looked at the sunset in the distance, and couldn't help but fall into thought.

These days, Su San has gradually integrated into the life of another world, Su San feeds Laifu grass in the yard in his spare time, and can chat with Chunyang when he is bored. Most of the time on weekdays is with Mr. Studying, and Su San has benefited a lot from these three months.

In fact, Su San has some ink in his stomach, and Mr. Shou has praised Su San for his spirituality, if he is willing to work hard, he may be able to win a lift in the future.

Su San took out the wordless book from his arms, and after reading it carefully for a while, he found that there was nothing abnormal, and then sighed, it has been more than a year, but nothing magical has happened to this book.

Su San remembered the conversation with the mysterious person in the consciousness space, in fact, he had some expectations in his heart, but the reality was like this, there was no way. Su San originally felt that he was not ordinary, he had a civilization in his mind that had never existed in this world, but now he was so ordinary, he was searched by Zhao Qingwei, so he could only curl up in this small bookstore.

"I'm going to be a monk!!"

This is a goal that Su San set for himself, and it is also the purpose of Su San's coming to Qingshan Town this time.

Qingyan Sect! Qingyan Sect Disciple Selection! This is my own opportunity.

Su San decided to ask Mr., who was knowledgeable and well-informed, so he must know something.

After making up his mind, Su San turned around and walked towards the small courtyard. When I came to the lobby, I saw my husband sitting leisurely on a chair drinking tea.

Walking up to Mr., Su San bowed.

"Sir, I want to be a monk, please teach me!"