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Shanshan's cognition of Lu Xiangshan is far less in place than Yang Buqi. In her eyes, this old man who came from the mountains with the smell of barbecue meat was nothing more than a miscellaneous man, if not a beggar. Just now, he yelled at the old man who was 17,000 years old, which really shocked Shanshan, but after reacting, Shanshan only thought he was nonsense. The more others live, the older they get, the more they live, the more they live, the older they get, the more they live, the older they get, the older they are, the older they are, the more they live, the more beautiful they are, the younger the elder

"I'm not convinced!"

Lu Xiangshan glanced at Shanshan when he heard this, but he didn't pay attention to it, looked around, and then replied slowly: "'Dissatisfaction' is not a reason for you to stay. ”

Shanshan snorted coldly: "You can't stay, you can't stay?" I am my master's disciple, not your disciple. ”

Lu Xiangshan smiled and said, "Yes, but your master's decision is also the old man's decision." ”

Shan Shan disagreed: "What a big breath! Who do you think you are, the palace master of Xianting Palace?"

The girl's ridicule was not answered, and when Nan Xiaoyi covered her mouth and chuckled, and Qianyi and Yuxunyan were silent, Yang Buqi brought a stack of wooden planks from not far away, leaned behind Lu Xiangshan, wiped the dust on the wooden board, and said respectfully: "It is not advisable to lie on your back after eating, please rest for the time being." ”

Lu Xiangshan nodded when he heard this, and leaned forward comfortably with a natural expression.

Seeing this, Shanshan next to him was even more dissatisfied, and pointed to Lu Xiangshan and said, "Old man, that's the tree I cut down, why do you rely on it?"

Lu Xiangshan yawned lazily: "Why? The old man is the palace master of the Xianting Palace." ”

"Hmph, are you the palace master of Xianting Palace?" Shanshan's face was full of disbelief and disdain, as if he had heard a big joke, "I think even if you want to be a lice on other people's bodies, people will think you are cold!"

Hearing this, Qian Yi finally couldn't stay out of the matter anymore, and said in a deep voice: "Shanshan, don't be rude." ”

Shanshan curled his lips, glared at Lu Xiangshan and said: "Master, it's obvious that this old man is thick-skinned, why do you say I'm ......?"

The voice dropped suddenly.

The girl's dissatisfied look froze on her face, and a look of shock, panic, depression, and disbelief gradually came up, she turned her head to look at Lu Xiangshan, who was crossing Erlang's legs, taking the toothpick that Yang Buqi had sharpened, and was leisurely digging between her teeth, and then looked at the people with a look of "You ask for more blessings", and Shanshan blinked.

After a while, a burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the field, shaking the leaves and making Lu Xiangshan almost fall into a.

Shanshan looked at Lu Xiangshan with a smile on his face: "Palace Master, I was joking with you just now!"

Lu Xiangshan patted the ash on his body, and glared at Shanshan angrily: "I'm a lice, not worthy." ”

Shan Shan hurriedly said: "Why don't you believe it! If you are like a jade tree facing the wind, your face is like a crown of jade, and you are highly respected, who can't see that you are the palace master of Xianting Palace? I said those words before to see if you are really as extraordinary as everyone has recited, but now it seems that where is the extraordinary energy, it is simply like the sea! You don't know, you are famous in Hongguo, and my ears were filled with your name before I arrived in Yong'an City......

Lu Xiangshan shook his head and sighed when he heard this: "It seems that the old man is not even worthy of being lice, so he can only be earwax." ”

Shan Shan hurriedly clapped his mouth: "I am boasting that you are famous all over the world! A person like you, who is very knowledgeable and talented, has long become a legend of Kyushu." Half of the 100,000 candidates in Yourong National Academy every year are there to see you, and I also applied for the exam to enter the Xianting Palace, and you are like a ......god in our minds."

When he praised Lu Xiangshan at the mountain pass, Yang Buqi walked to Lu Xiangshan again and handed the latter a simple fan made of reeds: "Here you go." ”

Lu Xiangshan took the fan and shook it gently, and patted Yang Buqi's shoulder: "The young man is good, stay." ”

"Mr. Xie!"

......

Shanshan was dumbfounded.

Only then did she realize that after mocking and praising the palace master, Yang Buqi had helped the palace master build a wooden plank, sharpen a toothpick, make a good fan, and serve the palace master obediently, but if Yang Buqi left it to himself to do something, he would never fall into the current situation.

Gritting his teeth, he watched Yang Buqi humbly thank Lu Xiangshan, and Shanshan had to force his face again to please the old man.

The rest of the time is basically spent in the mountains and mountains are never the same praise, Qianyi is amazed at the eloquence of his apprentice, if it weren't for the sentence "Even if you want to be a lice on other people's bodies, people will think you are cold" is too vicious, I am afraid that with Lu Xiangshan's temperament, he would have accepted Shanshan a long time ago, but it is a pity......

The night is getting darker and darker, and although the sky is clear and bright, the four fields have long been silent, and it seems that even the cicadas in the evening wind are a little more tired.

Qian Yi stood up, put the lazy lazy sleeping in his arms on his shoulder, glanced at everyone, and said, "Go back." ”

Yu Xunyan nodded and picked up the sword beside him.

Nan Xiaoyi yawned and patted the dust on his body: "It's a little late." ”

Lu Xiangshan didn't get up, Yang Buqi shook it lightly, who knew that it was okay not to shake, and the old man fell directly to the ground as soon as he shook it, and he had already fallen asleep.

Shan Shan couldn't care about the dry mouth, his heart was depressed, and he rushed over with an arrow step, and carried Lu Xiangshan on his back: "The palace master is tired and hard, don't wake him up." ”

Then he glared at Yang Buqi, who wanted to reach out to help: "Senior brother, you have also worked hard, go back and rest early." ”

After that, a puff of smoke rushed into the mountains and forests and disappeared.

Seeing this, Qian Yi smiled slightly, he was not laughing at Shanshan's behavior, but happy that Shanshan had gone up the mountain.

Since the establishment of Yourong Guoyuan, except for class time, all students who are not from the school palace are not allowed to approach the school palace (except for the heavenly palace such as the sea), so if Lu Xiangshan does not agree with Shanshan to stay in the Xianting Palace, then the mountain with Lu Xiangshan on his back will naturally not be able to go up the mountain, and at this time the mountain is not blocked, it seems that the old man does not say anything, but he has already made up his mind in his heart.

Qianyi waved his hand to extinguish the sparks on the ground, looked at the quiet Jingting Mountain, and said, "Let's go." ”

The sound of footsteps rose and sank into the sea of bamboo.

......

Back in Xianting Palace, Qianyi first arranged for the exhausted Yang Buqi to temporarily rest in Jun Shendu's room, and Shanshan relied on his three-inch tongue to get Nan Xiaoyi's favor, Yuxunyan nodded to Qianyi, and also went back to the dormitory to rest, and there was only one person left in the empty Xianting Palace.

However, Qian Yi did not go to the bamboo forest to cultivate as usual, he took out the wine gourd from the Tianhong knife, and walked into Lu Xiangshan's house unhurriedly.

Qian Yi opened the rattan chair in front of the window, sat down very naturally, and then pulled the gourd stopper, and a sweet and clear aroma of wine suddenly filled the whole room.

This wine is Qianyi's year-old friend Yu Buzhuo gifted, I don't know its name, because the taste of the wine is light in the mouth, into the throat like fire, Qianyi in his heart called it "hidden in the clouds", which means "thunder in the cotton".

There are not many hidden in the clouds, although when Qian Yi left Nancheng Street yesterday, Yu Buzhuo gave him some more, but a thousand cups of good wine are too little, and Qian Yi cherishes it very much.

Sniffed lightly, Qianyi sighed twice, as if sighing at the wonder of wine, and as if lamenting that the sleeping people behind him could not enjoy it.

However, just as he was looking up and wanted to drink, suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, and Lu Xiangshan scolded with a smile: "Good boy, you actually hid in the old man's house and secretly drank wine while the old man was asleep, you should be beaten!"

Qian Yi pondered for a moment and said, "You're right, then you won't drink it." ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, the wine gourd was hidden in the Tianhong knife.

Lu Xiangshan was stunned, and then became furious: "How can there be a reason to take things out and take them back! Stinky boy, hurry up and take it out!"

Qian Yi seemed to have forgotten about drinking, looked at Lu Xiangshan and asked, "What does Mr. think of Yang Buqi?"

Lu Xiangshan snorted coldly: "Is that the apprentice He Lao'er asked you to accept?"

Chiya nodded.

Lu Xiangshan was not in a hurry to answer, and paced a few steps with his hands in his hands: "I knew that your kid was uneasy and kind, okay! In less than a few days, you have played tricks on the old man." ”

Qian Yi didn't have the slightest flirtatious look, he got up and saluted Lu Xiangshan solemnly: "Please teach me, sir." ”

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