On both sides of the gravel path leading to the family art pavilion, ice banyan trees transplanted from the mountain are planted, and the banyan leaves of ice and fire are illuminated by the light, leaving a patch of light and shadow on the path.

Passing around the corner, a burst of silver bell-like girl's laughter came into my ears through the morning light.

"Who is it?" Chu Jia was still a little sleepy-eyed and said angrily.

Chu Muyun also showed curiosity, at this time period, the young people and girls of the Chu family should gather around the fighting battlefield in front of the Shu Pavilion on weekdays to practice in the morning class, of course, except for the lazy young master beside him.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes followed the voice, looking at the group of smiling girls.

Surrounded by several beautiful Chu family girls, a familiar figure with a somewhat charming appearance and figure was pursing his lips and smiling, and his pretty face unconsciously revealed a charming style, which made several young girls beside him feel somewhat inferior.

This girl is Chu Fengling.

Glancing indifferently at this girl who was active and familiar when she first came to Guhanshan Town, Chu Muyun's handsome face flashed a touch of sarcasm, shook his head gently, and retracted his gaze without hesitation, just striding forward and pretending not to see them, and greeted them.

Straight paths, facing each other head-on.

As the distance narrowed, Chu Fengling's seductive laughter gradually weakened, her charming eyes stared at the two teenagers who came on, to be precise, staring at Chu Muyun alone, looking at Chu Muyun's eyes that I don't know whether she was intentional or deliberately avoided, her mind was a little inexplicably lost in a trance.

Looking at the two teenagers who were hurrying over, Chu Fengling and the others all stopped, and the sound of laughter gradually converged. Several handsome girls beside Chu Fengling looked at this former Tianjiao young man of the clan with wide eyes, and the expressions on their little faces had indescribable regret.

Chu Jia, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but roll her eyes at Chu Muyun, and said to herself: "Isn't it just that your face looks better......

Chu Fengling froze in place, her heart was a little entangled, she had long wanted to find an appropriate opportunity to make her position clear to Chu Muyun and persuade him to dispel those unrealistic thoughts about herself. However, she was a little worried, the more this kind of thing would be explained, the easier it would be to misunderstand, after all, the gap between the two can no longer be measured, and it is obviously a little unwise to put her mind on a waste person.

She frowned and browled, and said secretly with some helplessness in her heart: "Forget it, anyway, there have been a lot of exchanges in the past, so let's say hello." ”

Looking at Chu Muyun and the two of them, who were approaching soon, and even close at hand, Chu Fengling's pretty little face was just about to show a smile, and when her red lips opened slightly, Chu Muyun's actions made the smile that had not yet fully emerged freeze on her face, and it looked a little funny.

If there was no one beside Chu Muyun, he walked straight past her without squinting, as if she had never existed.

Chu Jia followed, couldn't help but glance at Chu Fengling, who was a little embarrassed, covered his mouth and couldn't help but swallow his smile, his tiredness completely subsided.

Chu Fengling was stunned and looked at the back of the young man who passed by with her slightly ruddy mouth, and was a little blocked for a while, not knowing what to do.

She was so angry that she was about to run away, and the most hateful thing was that the dead fat man Chu Jia was secretly laughing with his back to herself.

Thinking that she was surrounded by everyone in the family, when did she receive such cold treatment? An inexplicable shame and anger welled up in her heart, and she finally couldn't help shouting: "Cousin Muyun!"

Chu Muyun's footsteps paused slightly, the corners of his mouth curled with disdain, his title changed from Brother Muyun to Cousin Muyun, since he wanted to eagerly clear up the relationship with the waste in his family, then why not.

He didn't turn around, but in a faint tone, like the first conversation between strangers: "Something?"

Such a bland and rusty tone, without the slightest ripple, made her stagnate, and shook her head in a daze: "No... It's okay......"

The afterglow in Chu Muyun's eyes looked behind him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, shook his head, and continued to stride forward.

"Let's go!" Looking at the back that was gradually moving away and disappearing at the end of the path, Chu Fengling said to her companion in frustration.

Turning a corner, Chu Muyun and Chu Jia looked up at the gray pavilion in front of them, and the simple plaque had the word "Shuge" written on it, sweeping away the unhappiness in their hearts.

He turned to look at the wide fighting battlefield on the right again, listening to the deep cheers of the young people of the Chu family who were busy cultivating, and his heart ignited a long-lost fighting spirit.

He stood outside the Technique Pavilion and told Chu Jia the names of the two fighting tactics he had asked for advice from his grandfather, Chu Jia nodded helplessly, and entered the Technique Pavilion.

The time of waiting is always boring, but from time to time he listened to the surrounding teenagers and girls talking about the shattering of the bone spirit monument, and looking at their somewhat confused and worried expressions from a distance, Chu Muyun laughed in his heart.

"That should count as schadenfreude!" he said to himself.

It didn't take long to find Chu Jia waving to him in front of the door of the Technique Pavilion, he was suspicious, feeling that Chu Jia should not have found the fighting tactic he wanted so quickly, hesitated for a moment, and still entered the Technique Pavilion head-on.

On the first floor of the Pavilion, there was an old man who looked unkempt sitting on the futon in the main hall, and in front of the old man was a half-meter-high carved desk, on which were some borrowing records about fighting tactics, and there was nothing special.

"I've seen the four elders!" Chu Muyun stepped forward quickly and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Excuse me!" the four elders in charge of the Technique Pavilion waved their hands a little impatiently.

Chu Muyun looked puzzled, and cast his eyes on Chu Jia on the side, Chu Jia spread his hands, only a wry smile.

"People are old, they often stay at home, and I don't know how many years I have been guarding this pavilion, I guess those old guys outside have already forgotten about me!" The four elders stood up with their hands on the side of the desk, their movements looked a little rusty and even stiff, and his words revealed a deep sense of vicissitudes.

Seeing this, Chu Jia hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Even Chu Muyun's heart trembled, how long had it been since the four elders in front of him had not gotten up, so that they had forgotten this most basic survival action, he was in awe, and said: "The elder is not confined to the world, and places his life in the vast sea of books and his own heart, not to mention this ordinary pavilion, even if it is reckless in a thousand mountains, as long as the mind arrives, it is difficult to stop the footsteps of the elders." With such a transcendent mentality, they can only look beyond the dust, and they are bound by the trivial matters of Hongchen, even if the fame, fortune and power are high, the scene that the sorcerer sees along the way is only limited to a short-term vision. ”

When the fourth elder heard this, he showed an old smile, his laughter was a little hoarse, he should not have smiled so well for a long time.

Chu Jia supported him, he took two steps, and Chu Jia took one step.

Chu Muyun looked at the thin figure, and some tears rolled in his eyes for a while.

"You are all sensible and good children, cultivate hard, and the future of the family will gradually become stronger because of you!"

The fourth elder faltered, he looked very ordinary, as if he didn't have any cultivation in his body.

As his voice sounded, the stone door to the real family collection on the left side of the main hall slowly rose with a heavy sound,

A scorching essence appeared in Chu Muyun's eyes, and he didn't see a strange beam of light shining out from inside the stone gate, but there was darkness there......