After the chattering teenager Sun Baichuan left, Li Molan returned to the house and tossed and turned. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It stands to reason that on the first night he returned to Lin'an, he thought he would sleep soundly, but in fact, his head was now stuffed with a lot of things, even to the point of not being able to sleep at night.

He remembered the three-and-a-half-year journey of walking the red dust with dry wine poems, the memory of practicing swords for three years on the cliff side of the Beihai coast, and the encounter in the tomb of Yubei, and now his identity is completely exposed, which can be described as the worst situation he imagined on the back of the old green cow when he just walked out of Xunyang City.

I just thought of the girl in red with clean eyes, and I didn't regret it, I muttered two words in my mouth, and I thought of Tang Xi, who was dead, and Qin Li, who is now missing, sighed.

He knew that he was probably staring at the small courtyard of No. 12 Wutong Lane, but he didn't care, his whereabouts had never been hidden, and he didn't care about the sights that came from the window of the hut.

It's just that if there are some blind people who break into private houses and sneak in, then he has to teach these people some lessons.

Early in the morning of the second day, Li Molan got up early, went to the small restaurant in Wutong Lane to eat a bowl of wontons, and then returned to the courtyard to start meditating and cultivating.

No one came to him, and many people came to visit him unexpectedly, and although the sights were still there, they were much quieter than he had imagined.

Li Molan was very satisfied with this, he knew that Daomen would definitely send people to the door in the near future, before that, he thought that there would be many people from other forces visiting, and it would be very lively, but he didn't expect that those people arranged a secret post in Wutong Alley to observe secretly but no one visited, probably because these people would also care about Daomen's thoughts.

In fact, because Lin'an City is relatively close to Qiansu County, except for the people of the Wang He family, the Daomen's convoy is the fastest to return to their own territory, and the rest, such as Emperor Zizhai and Qiuming Mountain, are only halfway through, and it will take at least a month to reach their own mountain gate, and when these sects make their own decisions to show their attitudes, I am afraid it will take a long time.

So this kind of quietness can be called the calm before the storm at sea, as if even the seagulls are quiet, silently looking at the sea.

The students of the Wudao Academy will resume normal classes from today, and before that, most of the students who are not lucky enough to go to the Yubei Tomb in the past six months are mostly in free study time, and the classes are also much less, mainly because they are afraid that the more than seventy people who have returned from the Yubei Tomb will fall too far behind.

Although Li Molan is a student of the Enlightenment Academy, he only went to participate in the opening assessment for the secret book of the true path, and now he is ready to use his life-saving grace to the holy woman of the Dao Sect as a bargaining chip in exchange for the supreme immortal scripture, of course, there is no need to go to class.

In fact, he also vaguely guessed that his name should have almost been crossed out of the roster by Dean Zhao Ziyuan.

The autumn sun has always been beautiful and warm, Li Molan meditated and practiced hard until noon, went to the steamed bun shop on Chengnan Street to buy a few meat buns to satisfy her stomach, and then took a leisurely walk, looking at the flowers.

His move naturally made the secret sentinels sent by the major sect forces who were secretly paying attention to him a little nervous, and it was only when Li Molan wandered around the south street of the city that he returned to Wutong Lane that these secret sentinels breathed a sigh of relief.

There is still no time before the next martial arts realm, and Li Molan has nothing to do at the moment, so she has to cultivate hard.

In the afternoon, there was a knock on the door.

Li Molan was relieved from the state of meditation and opened the courtyard door, only to find that Sun Baichuan, the kid, was here again.

Entering the courtyard and entering the house, Li Molan sat on the bed, and the bed board creaked.

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be in a good mood. Li Molan said curiously.

Sun Baichuan hesitated, but still said: "Little brother, I asked the senior sisters about your affairs in the mountain gate in the morning, and I heard the senior sisters speculate, it seems that the senior sisters are not very willing to help you." ”

Li Molan said: "This is also normal, you don't have to think about anything. ”

Sun Baichuan clenched his fists, and then released them, very deflated.

"And I heard about it," he said...... I am afraid that the retreat of the Holy Maiden was also deliberate...... The senior sisters said that the master may not only not help you, but may also ...... Probably ......"

He couldn't go on, but Li Molan understood and said, "En will take revenge?"

As soon as these four words came out, the air suddenly froze a lot.

The atmosphere in the house was very quiet.

Li Molan shook her head and said: "In the end, it is also a Daomen, this kind of thing should not be done on the surface, and the things in the secret are all in secret, this kind of thing must not be said, otherwise this is forcing the Daomen to the opposite side of me." ”

Sun Baichuan was surprised: "Little brother, have you guessed everything?"

Li Molan said calmly: "Almost." ”

Sun Baichuan said angrily: "But this matter ......"

Li Molan sighed: "Anger can't solve the matter, now Daomen wants me to leave quickly, if it weren't for my life-saving grace to Yu Hongyi, they would probably do it directly to me, the relationship between the old guy and Daomen has never been intimate, not to mention that in the years when his old man was alive, Daomen was the first to be suppressed." ”

Sun Baichuan said seriously: "Little brother, if I know anything in the master's sect, I will definitely inform you as soon as possible." ”

His expression was simple and earnest, full of a sincere feeling, like that of a teenager on the edge of a country field, with no superfluous impurities in his eyes.

Li Molan was very grateful, and then said: "You come here, how can the Daomen not know? Don't get too close to me, there are a lot of eyes looking here, if you get close to me, it will not be good for you." ”

Sun Baichuan understood the truth and nodded.

When Sun Baichuan said goodbye and left, Li Molan found that those staring at the courtyard had fewer eyes, and probably followed the young man away.

Anyone who is close to him will be monitored, and Sun Baichuan is a young genius who has alarmed many people in the opening assessment, and it is normal for him to be concerned by all forces.

The night is rising, the evening breeze is very cool, and the bright moonlight falls in the courtyard together, as if it can blow away the dark clouds between people's eyebrows.

Li Molan was about to go out for dinner, he was relatively lazy in the past two days, and he didn't want to cook by himself, although his cooking level was first-class, but probably because of the exhaustion in his heart, the mental laziness directly affected his physical senses, and he just felt that he didn't want to do anything.

When he opened the courtyard door, he wrapped the dragon elephant sword in a strip of white cloth and carried it behind him for safety reasons, and saw a man standing outside the house.

"My name is Xie Zhongqing. Before Li Molan could ask, the other party began to introduce himself simply: "From the mountain." ”

The meaning of the mountain is naturally on the White Lotus Holy Mountain, Li Molan raised her eyebrows, understanding that this should be a disciple of the Dao Sect, so she looked at the other party more carefully and said, "I...... You know who I am, right?"

Xie Zhongqing said: "Li Molan, a student of the Enlightenment Academy...... The ancestor announced that you will see you when you go up the mountain. ”

Li Molan did not feel resistant because the other party used the word "Xuan", because the other party used the title of "student of the Enlightenment Academy", and thought with some surprise, has his name not been crossed out by Mr. Dean?

Li Molan was silent for a while, and said, "I'm about to go to dinner...... Together?"

Xie Zhongqing showed a displeased look, in his opinion, the ancestor named him and asked him to go up the mountain to see him in person, this is no longer a big face can be described, anyone should be so surprised that they dance and then follow him directly regardless of it...... And this person actually had to eat dinner first? If he is really a descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal, is it different?

It's just that he didn't object, he just said indifferently: "Then you hurry up." ”

Li Molan nodded, and walked towards Chengnan Street with Xie Zhongqing, Chengnan Street can go directly to Yichang Street, and there are many shops, Li Molan casually picked a small restaurant, asked for a bowl of Suzhou-style noodle soup, sat at a table with Xie Zhongqing, and began to eat noodles as if no one was around.

His eating movements are still relatively gentle, with a blue robe and combed black hair scattered behind his back, and he looks very bookish.

But Xie Zhongqing's expression was not good-looking, and he was even a little angry.

He was in a hurry to announce that this person was going up the mountain, and he couldn't even take care of dinner, who knew that this guy would take him to the restaurant, and then eat noodles by himself, and let him watch from the sidelines!

How can this be endured?

Xie Zhongqing's voice was very cold: "What about mine?"

Li Molan was stunned, thinking to herself what you have to do with me, could it be that your dignified disciples came out to eat, and they were all so big that they had to ask others to pay for you? Moreover, Li Molan didn't know if this person had had dinner before he came, and if he didn't eat more than that, wouldn't it be a waste of food?

So he said, "Do you want to eat it too?"

Xie Zhongqing's patience finally reached the limit, and he said angrily: "You brought me here, you ordered a noodle, and let me watch you eat?

Li Molan said helplessly: "Then what do you want?"

The surrounding diners looked at each other in surprise, and the tables and chairs collided with each other and made a noise.

Some of these diners were real diners, and some were secret sentinels of other forces, and these eyes glanced here intentionally or unintentionally, and at the same time, they also leaned closer to their ears, trying to figure out what this Beihai Sword Immortal descendant and that famous Dao disciple were talking about.

Xie Zhongqing is indeed quite famous, and his strength is also very strong, in the middle of the Dragon's Eye Realm, among the young masters who look at Beihai, he is also in the forefront.

The young masters of Beihai are born in about 40 years, and the younger generation often refers to those young people between the ages of 15 and 25, and the generation is 10 years.

Xie Zhongqing entered the Dao Gate from the Enlightenment Academy fifteen years ago.

According to the forty-year generation of his age, he is still a young master in Beihai.

But in terms of the decade generation, he can no longer be counted as a younger generation.

During the time when he became famous, Yu Huaji was still a little girl who could only play with mud, Chen Bufan, the senior brother of Qiu Mingshan, had just started to read, and the emperor of Emperor Zizhai didn't even know what cultivation was, and most of today's famous young generation figures have not yet set foot on the road of cultivation.

In the last young generation, Xie Zhongqing is tantamount to a famous super genius among them, and his fame is similar to that of today's sword maniac Zhu Mingwen, which can be described as the sky, but now half of those geniuses have fallen on the road of cultivation, which is regrettable.

In the past fifteen years, among the remaining figures of the younger generation back then, Xie Zhongqing is probably one, but now his cultivation speed has regressed very much, and it took fifteen springs to go to autumn, and it is only from the early to middle stage of the Dragon Eye Realm, the speed can only be regarded as acceptable, and he lacks the momentum of the past, but it is definitely not bad.

So when he began to speak loudly, many secret sentinels tried to get closer to listen, and see what important speech this former storm figure, now a young master and mainstay of the Daomen, was making, it must be very remarkable information.

Then these conscientious secret sentinels heard an angry voice, a heartfelt cry from the once proud son of the heavens, and now the young master of the Daomen.

"Boss, abalone noodles, add greens!" (To be continued.) )