After about two hours, I reached the top of the mountain, stepped on the highest staircase, and saw two rows of white-clothed young men, about twenty or so, dressed in white and with white hairbands, each holding a sword in his hand, looking heroic.

"Prince. A cold voice came, and Mu Xiaoxiao saw that cold face in a blink of an eye. The whole person exuded coldness from the inside, wearing a plain white gown, with wide sleeves covering half of his hands, a white hairband fluttering in the wind, and no expression on his thin face.

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Rong Qing, the current person in charge of the Nine Great Palaces.

The appearance is really top-grade, thick eyebrows, pure eyes like a little white rabbit, eyelashes are longer than the prince's, and not like the prince's thick, but the kind with clear roots, the roots are also naturally slightly warped, a little thin, just a sick beauty in the comics.

Rong Qing seemed to feel Mu Xiaoxiao's gaze, tilted his head slightly, and there seemed to be a streamer flashing in his eyes.

For a split second, he withdrew his gaze.

"Prince, please," Rong Qing turned sideways and followed behind Gao Zhao. Mochizuki and Ki Xiaoxiao followed.

Above the front of the main hall is a huge Taiji, which seems to be made of metal, below is a large incense burner, and next to it is a large square table with a gossip diagram on the top.

After Gao Zhao sat down, Rong Qing said lightly, "I don't know what the prince has to ask for a hexagram today?"

"This palace brought a person today, I want to ask Rong Qing to train her, she can't read, and this palace is afraid that she will lose the people in this palace. Gao Zhao blew the tea in his hand.

"How can Rong Qing 、、、、、、 it" Rong Qing frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.

"The palace wanted to train in person, but because of the complicated state affairs, Rong Qing should return the favor of the palace. Don't forget, you still owe this palace a crown princess. Gao Zhao winked his eyes and interrupted his excuse.

"This 、、、、、、 Rong Qing will definitely do his best. Rong Qing lowered his eyes.

"Come here. Gao Zhao waved his hand at Mu Xiaoxiao.

Mu Xiaoxiao walked up to him with a respectful face, looking at his toes cautiously.

"Don't you call the master yet?"

Mu Xiaoxiao slowly turned around and made a gesture towards Rong Qing: "Meet the master." She said reluctantly.

"Courteous. Rong Qing replied.

"In that case, the palace still has important things to do, so I'll go back first. Gao Zhao stood up, and the group walked outside.

"Bengong will leave Wuwu behind, and if you have something, you will let Wuwu tell Bengong. Gao Zhao's feet were windy, much faster than when he came, and he walked far away in a flash.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the strange plain-clothed brother, and then at Mochizuki Weiming and his party who had gone away, and the faint sorrow in his heart was mixed with a trace of unspeakable loss.

She sighed, turned to look at Rong Qing on the side, only to see him look at her casually, and said suspiciously: "Since you are the prince's person, I must teach with my heart." ”

"Thank you, master. Mu Xiaoxiao saluted.

"Qingfeng, you take the two of you to the guest room first. After speaking, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao again: "I'll have morning class again tomorrow morning." He looked at the young man behind him, "You can let Qingfeng take you to the martial arts field to pass the time, you don't have to follow one hour in the morning and two hours in the afternoon every day, he will be safe with me." After saying that, he entered the nine-story hall.

It's already late autumn.,The so-called high places are cold.,Open your baggage.,Inside are a few sets of white men's clothes that Zhuyu prepared for herself.,There are also a few belts.。。 Well, she instantly seemed to understand something, her brows twitched, and she calmly put these things into the box.

Looking around the guest rooms, they are not big, but they are very tidy. Although this is a mountain with a mission, it also makes her a lot easier. I was tired all the way during the day, but now I am in good spirits, and Mu Xiaoxiao is ready to go out for a walk.

As soon as the door was opened, the handsome little guy during the day was standing at the door.

"Uh, where do you live?" Mu Xiaoxiao was more concerned about this little henchman who nominally protected himself but actually monitored him. It doesn't look big, it's white and clean, and it doesn't like to talk、、、 well, people with the surname Wu don't seem to like to talk.

Hearing Mu Xiaoxiao's question, he just looked at the next room.

"Uh" is so close, isn't there such a thing as a saying here that men and women can't be conferred?

"I'm going out for a walk. Mu Xiaoxiao smiled harmlessly.

The "、、、、、、" did not answer.

Mu shrugged his shoulders and strode forward.

Worry-free and follow, she doesn't mind, doesn't TV all play like this?

Walking all the way from the guest room, there are many sycamores planted on both sides, and the wind blows off the leaves in late autumn, as if it is raining leaves. The surrounding mountains were cloudy and mist, Mu Xiaoxiao even heard the cry of geese, she rubbed her shoulders, and sure enough, the mountain was much colder than the mountain.

The nine-storied gate is not very large, and there are many stairs and attics along the way, and occasionally you can meet some young men in white, and these young teenagers will nod their heads to show their salutes every time they meet them. Mu Xiaoxiao and Wuwu also stopped slightly all the way to return the salute one by one, which is quite a bit of a river and lake atmosphere.

After turning around, he actually walked to the nine-story hall again. The sky has been slightly darkened, the hall has been lit candles, Mu Xiaoxiao stepped into the hall, worry-free standing at the door.

"Master. Mu Xiaoxiao shouted respectfully.

"I have to have morning class tomorrow, why don't you rest early?" Rong Qing stopped what he was doing.

"Is this divination, master?" Mu Xiaoxiao changed his words and noticed what was in his hand.

This is a kind of prophecy, and apart from gossip, only divination is the most accurate. Rong Qing didn't look at her, but waved intently, and a handful of wooden notes fell in response, he took out two handles casually, looked at them carefully, and took notes on a booklet.

"Master's divination must be very powerful, can I learn it in the future?" Mu Xiaoxiao walked over curiously, looked at the words written on the wooden note, and was shocked: it was actually simplified Chinese!

"This wooden paper was made by your uncle, and being a teacher is just learning the skin, if you want to learn it, it's not impossible, it's just 、、、、、、。 He looked at Mu Xiaoxiao with a pair of shining eyes: "This is only a legend inside and outside, you are a member of His Royal Highness the Prince, does His Highness want you to take over as a priest?"

"、、、、、、" Mu Xiaoxiao muttered, the prince didn't say anything! If it was the uncle, it would be the previous priest - Xiaoxiang. Yes, if I find out where Xiaoxiang is, will I be a priest or will I be wiped on my neck next? Otherwise, I will be the concubine of the old man? Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shudder at the thought of sleeping with countless women and a man.

"Then where is my uncle and his old man now?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked.

"、、、、、、" Rong Qing accepted the wooden note, and the candlelight hit his face, casting a dark shadow. He changed his words and said, "You should go to rest, you have to have morning class tomorrow." After speaking, he walked out of the nine-story hall.

Mu Xiaoxiao followed, and when she left the temple gate, she disappeared without a trace, and she walked to the left, and a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Girl, that is where the priests of the past have lived. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao turned around and looked, it turned out to be Wuwu who had not spoken: "I see that you are not a big person, but your voice is a lot more mature, you have not spoken, I thought you were dumb, right?" After she finished speaking, she walked in the direction she came from, and Wuwu stopped after taking two steps.

"You said where the priests of the past dynasties lived, did the previous priest Xiaoxiang also live there?"

"Yes"

"You seem familiar with this place?" Mu Xiaoxiao stared at him.

"、、、、、、" carefree lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't care, turned around and continued walking.

The mountain wind at night was a little strong, whirring like a ghost's cry, Mu Xiaoxiao remembered the wooden note she had just seen, the simplified characters on it were obviously written by Xiaoxiang, and the books in this world she had read were all traditional characters. How did Xiaoxiang get dressed? She was eighteen when she disappeared, which means that she was only fifteen when she came through. 、、、Well, is she from the main body or a soul? Is the main body fifteen from the beginning? Or is she as big and small as me?

Mu Xiaoxiao yawned, then blew out the lamp, I don't want to think about it, the future will be long.

Sanssoi heard steady breathing in the room before turning and entering the next room.

He put down the sword, picked up the pen, wrote the note, went out of the room, whistled, and a little white eagle flew to his arm, he stroked the little eagle's head a few times, then put the note on its ankle, let it out again, turned and went into the room, and sat down on the bed.

Xigong, unintentionally untied the note skillfully, and handed it to Gao Zhao, who was reading the book with both hands, and Gao Zhao lazily took the note: It's okay, I've slept. Gao Zhao put the note into the incense burner next to him and picked up the book again.