Wei Zhilin walked into the house, took out a clay pot, picked up a few handfuls of snow on the ink bamboo, put it into the pot and compacted, returned to the house to raise a carbon fire, cook snow and make tea, not long after, the snow water boiled, poured into the red clay stove, and the tea fragrance was overflowing in the room.

Wei Zhilin took a sip, and was savoring a touch of fragrant fragrance on the tip of his tongue, when the middle-aged man with a body like smoke appeared again.

"The head of the Hui Courtyard has found out that it was a student named He An who broke into the courtyard without permission and secretly broke the ink bamboo, and he had a conversation with Lu Zhengqing before he came."

Wei Zhilin nodded slightly, and the man turned around and went out, disappearing in an instant.

Before leaving, the national teacher Li Xingzhi handed over a mysterious force cultivated in the Zhixing Academy to Wei Zhilin, this force has more than 100 people, and all of them are amazingly cultivated, to Wei Zhilin's surprise, two of them actually reached the realm of true self cultivation, and most of the others are at the peak of the path.

Such a force, no matter where it is placed, is a terrifying force that people dare not underestimate.

Wei Zhilin tasted the tea carefully, this He An was so bold and reckless, it must have been instigated by Lu Zhengqing, it seems that this old guy is still angry about that incident.

Wei Zhilin drank a pot of tea until it was tasteless, then he got up and went out, and when he saw that it was already noon, he walked to Lu Zhengqing's residence with his hands behind his back.

Standing outside the house, looking at the snowy roof and the smoking chimney, he knocked on the door and said, "Is Zhengqing there?" Wei came to beg for food! ”

"Not here!"

An angry voice came from inside the room.

Wei Zhilin smiled and pushed the door directly.

"If you don't invite you, you're a thief."

Lu Zhengqing was sitting at the table drinking porridge, and when he saw Wei Zhilin coming in, he took a pair of chopsticks and vegetables, glanced at him hatefully, and chewed through gritted teeth.

Wei Zhilin turned a blind eye, took a bowl of porridge by himself, sat opposite Lu Zhengqing in a big way, drank a mouthful of porridge, and sandwiched a chopsticks of vegetables.

"Tastes good! It's just a little more salt! ”

Wei Zhilin tasted it, stretched out his chopsticks and continued to pick up the vegetables.

"You're so rude!"

Lu Zhengqing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the chopsticks in his hand tapped the chopsticks that Wei Zhilin stretched out to the green vegetables.

"It's been three years, and you're still angry with me? In fact, you also know that I let that disciple go in the first place, it was for his good. ”

Wei Zhilin was not angry, he put the green vegetables in his mouth with a smile, and chewed it with a creaky sound.

"Good for him? Do you know what kind of life he spent at the Sword Gate? Miscellaneous labor, inferior miscellaneous labor, miscellaneous labor that pulls the bellows for three years...... If you hadn't tricked him into going to the Sword Gate in the first place, he would have gained a firm foothold in the military headquarters by now. ”

Lu Zhengqing rolled his eyes, and angrily picked up the remaining greens on the plate into his bowl.

"Your good apprentice Qu Yong is a wizard of sword practice, and he only has the way of the sword in his heart. Mr. Guoshi once commented that this son is extremely talented in kendo and is obsessed with swords, and he will only mistake him in Zhixingyuan, and if he wants to become a kendo master, he can only go to the sword gate. ”

Wei Zhilin took a plate of soy beans next to him, scooped a spoonful and put it in his bowl.

"So when I talked to him, he himself decided to go to the Sword Gate. Besides, he has a good character, and he will definitely come back after completing his studies. ”

Lu Zhengqing didn't speak, just drank porridge, he also knew that it was the best choice for Qu Yong to go to Zongjian Sect to practice, but he was suffering from this child, and he really couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.

Wei Zhilin saw that Lu Zhengqing no longer refuted, smiled and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a green vegetable from his bowl, and unceremoniously put it in his mouth.

"You're angry with me in your heart, so you instigated He An to steal my ink bamboo, right?"

"What's the matter...... I... I've recently... Only... I haven't seen He An. ”

Lu Zhengqing's face changed, he lowered his head a little hesitantly, and took a sip of porridge, but he choked so much that he almost squirted out, and coughed on his chest.

"Look at you, it's still the same as before, stuttering as soon as you lie. Tell me, what did you do when you instigated He An to break the bamboo? ”

Wei Zhilin drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, looked at Lu Zhengqing for a long time, and said in a calm tone.

Lu Zhengqing saw that he was asked, so he had to tell the reason why He An broke the bamboo, seeing that Wei Zhilin was silent, blowing his beard, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "He An doesn't know that the bamboo is yours, you are not allowed to punish him, you fool my disciple, I fool He An to break your bamboo, let's two clear!"

…………

In the afternoon, as usual, it was another class by Lin Qiuchi, the mathematics teacher.

Fan Dazhi closed the book listlessly, feeling depressed for a while, Lin Qiuchi called his name at the end of class just now and asked him to go to the backyard.

Most likely that Teacher Lin was still not giving up and let him learn the formation with her, Fan Dazhi looked reluctant, so he had to take He An with him.

He An couldn't help but wonder, how many people dream of being appreciated by Teacher Lin? I didn't appreciate this product, so I had to follow it.

In desperation, He An accompanied Fan Dazhi out of the school, and there were sporadic snowflakes outside, and the two walked through the Zhixing Building in the cold wind, passed through a ginkgo tree, and arrived at the backyard, where many teachers from the Zhixing Academy lived in several rows of houses.

The two arrived at Lin Qiuchi's small courtyard, and there were many woods, ironware, and array flags in the corner of the courtyard.

Lin Qiuchi was carving something on a dragon-headed iron vessel, and there was a delicate woman next to him.

When Lin Qiuchi saw Fan Dazhi and He An, he nodded slightly and said hello, his voice was soft and cold, and said, "Fan Dazhi, if you are willing to learn the formation with me, I will teach you and accept you as a closed disciple!"

When the delicate woman on the side heard this, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

For a moment, she looked at He An and Fan Dazhi, and introduced herself with a smile on her face: "My name is Jin Caiyun, a student who has been practicing for three years, I have been learning formations from Master Lin for a long time, congratulations to this junior brother, there are not many people who Master Lin likes!"

Fan Dazhi was originally lazy, and then he thought that he hadn't practiced the way of the Yuan Qi Transformation yet, how could he have time to play after learning the formation again? Scratching his head, he didn't know how to refuse.

"I know you're lazy and tired of learning, but how do you know that the formation is the most exquisite exercise in the world?"

Lin Qiuchi seemed to see through his thoughts, only to see her stand up, brush the hair that was blown by the wind covering her cheeks, raise her hand, and five streamers flew out of her sleeves, landing in different directions of the small courtyard, but they were five small array flags, waving in the wind on the ground, and disappearing for a moment.

After a violent fluctuation of vitality, the snow in other places was still falling, but not a single piece of snow fell in the small courtyard, as if something was covering it.

"Can you try and see if you can get out?"

Lin Qiuchi conjured a small file in his hand, leaned over and continued to carve on the dragon's head iron.

Fan Dazhi was stunned: Don't you let you go if you don't learn? He took the lead in walking outside, and He An was also very curious, and the two tried to walk towards the place where the snow fell.

After only a few steps, there seemed to be something invisible in front of me, and the body was bounced back when it touched it, and this small courtyard seemed to be a world of its own, isolated from the outside world.

The two of them tried different directions, used all their strength, and couldn't break out like flies hitting a wall, and they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

Lin Qiuchi didn't raise his head, but raised his hand, only to see five chess pieces flying back into her sleeve with a whizz.

As the formation was withdrawn, snowflakes began to fall in the sky of the small courtyard again.

He An and Fan Dazhi couldn't help but look dumbfounded.

"Give you time, think about it, and then reply to me!"

Lin Qiuchi's voice sounded, she put away the file, and took out a colored pen from the cloth bag next to her, and drew it on the dragon's head.

Her hand holding the pen was very steady, and she did not pause in the smearing and outlining on the dragon's head, and finally, she clicked on the dragon's eye.

For a moment, He An had an illusion, as if the ground under his feet shook.

Fan Dazhi looked up at the sky, the sky seemed to be cracked, heavy clouds and mist were surging, and there was a dragon swimming in it, he shook his head, and the crystal snowflakes fell on his face, melting in an instant, it was very cold.

The snow fell sparsely, and the two teenagers stood in the courtyard, and they were both a little distracted.

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and the chief manager Feng Qiwu walked in and first saluted Lin Qiuchi.

"Master Lin, the viewing platform has been tidied up, and the head of the courtyard invites Master Lin to come over."

Feng Qiwu is the head of the Zhixing Academy, and he is in charge of money and expenditure, planning and preparation, etc., and his rights are only under the heads of the two courtyards.

Lin Qiuchi nodded, stopped what he was doing, and clapped his hands.

"Fan Dazhi, you hold the dragon's head and go to the viewing platform with me, you two, wait here first!"

After Lin Qiuchi finished speaking, he straightened the handkerchief wrapped in his hair and walked out of the far door first.

When Fan Dazhi heard this, his face suddenly fell, he looked at He An, then turned his head to look at Lin Qiuchi who was leaving, and leaned over helplessly to hug the dragon-headed iron weapon.

The size of the dragon's head basin, and it was not particularly heavy to start, Fan Dazhi reluctantly hugged it in his arms, pouted and followed Lin Qiuchi and Feng Qiwu.

"This little junior brother, what's your name?"

Seeing that there was no one else in the courtyard, Jin Caiyun, who was exquisite, took the initiative to walk to He An's side, blinked a pair of watery apricot eyes, and looked at He An curiously.

"This senior sister ...... I...... My name is He An! ”

It was the first time He An was looked at by a girl like this, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, took a step back, and bowed.

"Oops! Originally...... You are He An! ”

Jin Caiyun let out an exaggerated snort, and actually stepped forward to grab He An's arm.

"I've heard the name of my junior brother for a long time, but I can't imagine that my junior brother not only wins the ring, but also has strong skills, and he is also so handsome!"

Jin Caiyun has a graceful figure, and her jet-black hair hangs down her waist like a waterfall, He An only feels the fragrant breeze blowing in her nose, and she can't help but feel a little red-faced.

"It's snowing outside, let's go inside and wait for them to come back......"

Jin Caiyun couldn't help but say, pulled He An to push the door and walked into the house, the space in the room was not large, the furnishings were simple, Jin Caiyun moved two chairs, asked He An to sit down, sat down next to him, and looked at He An with a smile.

"Senior sister...... Why...... Look at me like this? ”

He An was uncomfortable when he was watched, and he couldn't help but lower his head and look at his toes.

"I can't imagine that the little junior brother is still so shy, you are so handsome, there must be many girls who like it, right?"

Jin Caiyun giggled, looking at He An who lowered his head, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Little junior brother, although it is the first time that senior sister has seen you, senior sister really likes you!"

Jin Caiyun said and leaned close to He An, gently held one of his palms with both hands, and then put it into his arms, this move was really bold and startled He An.

He An hurriedly withdrew his palm and was about to stand up, but he smelled a faint fragrance, and his intuition increased his heartbeat and his cheeks were hot.