Chapter 421: Big Brother? Sorry, I don't know you well

Taoist priests of the Shangqing Sect?

Hearing this Taoist priest surnamed Lu chanting the Taoist number, Ouyang Rong's mind suddenly flashed with thoughts.

The three Qing Taoist sects in the south, the Taoist priests from different mountain gates, chanted different Taoist numbers.

Yuqing Taoist priest shouted "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable"; The Taoist priest of the Shangqing Dynasty called "the immeasurable heavenly respect"; The Taiqing Taoist priest called "immeasurable merit".

Walking the Sanqing Taoist priest under the mountain, listening to his mouth singing the Taoist number, you can know the origin of the sect.

"Why are you waiting? How could Lu Daochang not inherit the flexibility of Old Heavenly Master Yuan at all. ”

Li'er's voice sounded, as if pouting.

Well, it is the fine style of "never reflecting on oneself and insisting on questioning others" that Ouyang Rong is familiar with.

Immediately, Ouyang Rong heard it, and the little junior sister outside the courtyard wall also chuckled:

"Lu Daoyou is patient and calm."

Ouyang Rong in the courtyard suddenly felt that the pickled radish in his mouth had no taste.

In the next moment, the young man in front of the stone table stood up, flattened the porridge bowl, walked to the door, and pushed open the courtyard door.

Is it his style to sit back and wait to be killed, eavesdropping on the corner of the wall?

"Hey, they're all back? Have you eaten it, there is still porridge in the kitchen pot, pickled radish is quite crispy, let's have it? ”

Ouyang Rong's face was surprised, and while greeting each other, he looked around at everyone, and looked around with his eyes silent.

Not far from the door, Li Bao'er and Xie Lingjiang walked in the front, followed by a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man, carrying a peachwood sword and wearing an earthy yellow robe.

He seemed to be coming in the dust, there was a lot of dust on his robe, and his hair tied up with Nanhua scarves and wooden hairpins was oily, and he hadn't bathed and cleaned for a long time.

This young man has a long face, his appearance is not good, his eyelids are pulled, he seems to be paralyzed, his expression is ancient, and he looks like he is not interested in anything.

Just now Li'er and Xie Lingjiang walked in front to ask, and he followed behind, also answering mechanically.

Ouyang Rong didn't think it when he listened to it in the courtyard, but now that he saw it in person, he found that this young man with facial paralysis on his back was like being asked by the teacher in class.

"Hmm, who is this Dao Master?"

Ouyang Rong walked out of the door with a porridge bowl in his hand, and his tone was as if he had just noticed this sword warrior.

"Ouyang Lianghan?" Li'er looked curiously: "When did you come?" ”

"What are you eating...... You ......" Xie Lingjiang saw the porridge bowl in someone's hand, and the pickled radish jar that was faintly opened in the courtyard, and his apricot eyes widened slightly.

It's just that after she saw the smiling face of a certain senior brother who was not a person and was very doggy, the next moment, her nose "hummed" lightly, and her pretty face quickly calmed down, as if she was not angry.

Xie Lingjiang was indifferent.

Ouyang Rong saw it in his eyes and replied with a smile: "I just came here for a while." ”

Sideways eyes again: "Don't introduce me?" ”

Xie Lingjiang didn't speak, and turned sideways from Bao'er to introduce:

"It's just right to come, this is the Yuan Pressure of the Shangqing Sect, the third disciple of the Yuan Lao Heavenly Master of the Shangqing Sect, and the common family name is Lu ......"

"Land pressure." The young man with facial paralysis who fought the sword reported it.

Ouyang Rong nodded and greeted: "Ouyang Rong, the word is good, just call me directly." ”

Leave the wrap to continue to introduce:

"Lu Daochang is this generation of Shangqing Maoshan 'walking under the mountain', Maoshan has few people, Lu Daochang can become a walking, real young talent, is Maoshan respected Yuan Lao Tianshi's beloved apprentice. The last time he came was on New Year's Day eight years ago, when he visited with Old Heavenly Master Yuan, and we were still in Dragon City at that time.

"Old Master Yuan has a deep personal relationship with my father and mother, and when my grandfather Emperor Gao was in power, he also invited Old Master Yuan to the palace to meet ......"

Ouyang Rong's heart moved slightly, this Yuan Lao Heavenly Master should be the old man who was often mentioned by Uncle Li, Lida Lang, and even gave Wei Zhao, who was still the Empress of Daqian, face in the court.

"Chief Lu, I'm glad to meet you."

Ouyang Rong wanted to clench his fists, and there was a bowl of porridge in his hand, which was a little inconvenient, so he simply raised his head and drank the porridge, and his face was naturally clenched into his fists.

Lu Pressure politely clenched his fists.

Li'er didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with Xie Lingjiang next to him, and said:

"Brother went out today and recognized Daoist Lu, who had been waiting outside for a few days, and hurriedly invited him in.

"Brother has gone to inform my father and mother, and I want to call you, you came just in time, and you ran away."

"I see."

Ouyang Rong nodded and glanced at the little junior sister: "Indeed, it came early...... It's better to come by chance. ”

He suddenly turned his head and motioned to Lu Jian for the porridge bowl:

"Do you want a bowl from the Taoist chief? Little sister, what about Her Royal Highness the Princess? ”

Xie Lingjiang's tone was very polite: "Father said that when you go out, you can't eat anything given by others or picked up on the ground. ”

"......" Ouyang Rong.

Li'er also shook his head: "We don't need it......"

Before she finished speaking, the little girl in plum blossom makeup found Lu Quan's figure passing by her.

He stepped forward unceremoniously, stretched out his hand and nodded: "Okay." ”

Ouyang Rong smiled, turned around and went to the back kitchen to make two bowls of hot porridge, and when he passed by the stone table, he scooped two spoonfuls of pickled radishes and stirred them into the porridge respectively...... He walked out of the courtyard door again and handed a bowl to Lu Press.

The sword Taoist had a paralyzed face, took the bowl unceremoniously, and squatted on the steps in front of the courtyard with Ouyang Rong, and ate it with relish.

"Dao Chief, this porridge is okay."

"Hmm."

Taking advantage of the fact that Da Lang, Li Xian and others had not yet come, this Taoist priest and a Confucian priest each served a bowl of porridge, squatted on the steps, and chatted with each other.

"Dao Chang bites the pickled radish, this is also a must, and my little sister and I have absolutely no problem with our taste."

"Incense." Lu Jian paused, and then said, "But... A smell of rice. ”

"Hey, you can taste this?" Ouyang Rong leaned back slightly: "But it's really pickled in the temple." ”

"Hmm." Lu Jian nodded, his tone was slightly embarrassed: "I often eat monks' things." ”

"Good." Ouyang Rong smiled: "Me too." This group of bald donkeys has a lot of good things, looking greedy, if they don't play the autumn breeze, their conscience is really unbearable. ”

"That's right."

"Hey, let's eat, eat, anyway, Her Majesty the Empress helped us pay for it."

"That's right."

The Confucian scholar and the Taoist priest couldn't help but glance at each other, quite a little confidant.

"......" is away from Bao'er, Xie Lingjiang.

The second daughter glared slightly, looking at the pair of self-cooked combinations with strange painting styles, speechless.

Her Majesty has paid?

Li'er frowned, chewed, and suddenly reacted, crying and laughing.

is saying that my grandmother favors Buddhism, right, since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, she has rewarded a lot and fattened Buddhism.

Ouyang Rong and Lu Jian drank porridge with relish, exchanging experience in fighting the autumn wind bald donkey, and it seemed that Xie Lingjiang and Libao'er and the two daughters next to him did not exist.

Xie Ling Jiang Qiao's face returned to calm, and she didn't look at an unfamiliar person who robbed her of porridge and drank it, and walked into the courtyard gate, with a light "bang", she closed the door with her hand, as if she was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

Li'er smiled, and returned to the courtyard with his hands behind his back to change his clothes.

Ouyang Rong, who didn't care about the image of squatting on the steps, heard the sound of the door closing behind him, and said quietly:

"The little junior sister sometimes speaks and acts more impulsively, not intentionally, but in anger, don't care about Lu Daochang."

Lu Yanwan paused, and looked at him with strange eyes: "It's not for poor Dao, and explain anything to poor Dao." ”

"......" Ouyang Rong.

After being embarrassed for a while, he immediately buried his head in the bowl of porridge, and then said goodbye to Lu Quan:

"Fellow Daoist continue to eat, I'll go in and deliver a bowl."

Lu Jian took a sip of porridge, looked back at the handsome young man with a "wife is ugly" tone throughout the whole process, and shook his head.

Ouyang Rong pushed down the door with his palm, but the door was unlocked.

He entered the courtyard and saw the little junior sister cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, with a straight face throughout the whole process.

Ouyang Rong took a look and felt that the little junior sister's old-fashioned and serious appearance, this frosty face was exceptionally beautiful, and it was even better than her usual silly smile and hatred.

His heart was immediately moved.

"Who let you in? Men and women don't kiss, Father didn't teach you? ”

Xie Ling Jiang didn't reply, and drove people away in a cold voice.

Ouyang Rong nodded, but his footsteps kept approaching: "Isn't this a bowl?" You can't bother women, this is called gentleman's etiquette. ”

"I'm sorry, the etiquette is waived, please put it on the ground at the door, don't bother you to come."

The woman who was washing the dishes with her eyes down was a little strange:

"Ouyang Changshi is a busy man, and tens of millions of people in the city rely on him, not busy drinking health tea to discuss national affairs, what bowl to waste time when he comes over? It's really tormenting the people's daughter, please go out quickly, don't delay the people's daughter any longer. ”

"What a long history is short."

Ouyang Rong didn't care if there were outsiders listening to the excitement, so he walked to the kitchen door, leaned against the wooden door frame, and corrected the right color:

"I am your senior brother, for senior brother, the world is big, and the little junior sister is the biggest. The little junior sister is not allowed to shout long history anymore, it is too raw, and those who don't know think we are not familiar with it, haha. ”

Xie Lingjiang turned his back to him, in front of the sink in the back kitchen, lowered his head to wash the dishes, and said in a calm tone:

"What big brother, I'm sorry, I'm really unfamiliar. There are many senior brothers and younger brothers, my father's peach and plum are all over the world, and I am not a little woman, I am full of peach and plum, there are so many cheap senior brothers, where are they ripe, and the little woman can't afford to be loved. ”

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Xie Lingjiang thought he was being honest.

But in the next second, she suddenly felt the warm wind behind her, and she was like a falling stove.

In the kitchen, the young man in the white fur stepped forward and hugged the slender waist of the dishwasher in front of the sink directly from behind.

"You, you let go of me!"

Xie Lingjiang reacted, brushed his face red, and hurriedly struggled.

"Don't let it go, I'm afraid that if you let it go, you ran away, well, I admit that I can't bear the consequences, so don't let it go, or will you be considerate?"

"You, you...... What a hooligan reason this is! ”

She was in a hurry, but it was clear that she was a seven-grade flipper, but she couldn't struggle to get rid of the waist arm of a weak chicken and eight-pin.

Xie Ling Jiang suddenly looked back and glared at him angrily: "Don't you like to look for me, I am obediently looking for you every time, why do you start sticking to me now, you go, you don't need to accompany you, you don't have ...... Without you, I still eat deliciously. ”

Ouyang Rong heard that her tone was a little choked, but he said in a tough tone, he shook his head: "But I don't eat well, I think about tea and rice these days, and I know that I can't leave without you." ”

"You...... You are selfish, you are a disciple, you let go. ”

Xie Lingjiang didn't dare to look at him, turned around and slapped her hand on her waist vigorously.

Ouyang Rong said gently:

"Not loose. I recently seriously recalled, you let me and Pei Sanniang go to talk about things that day, it was already the most magnanimous, but I didn't cherish it well, but I delayed the time, and I didn't return after chatting, and I stayed in Yunshui Pavilion to deal with Dalang's affairs, so that you could do it outside and wait for you to be uncomfortable...... I don't find a reason to quibble about this, I don't push the pot, I blame everything, ignore your feelings, you can scold me and beat me now, but, I don't let go, I'm afraid you will run. ”

The logic is reasonable, gentle but hard.

Xie Lingjiang trembled: "You ......"

Ouyang Rong grabbed her hand, didn't like the dirty water, wiped it on his sleeve, and then took a pack of red cloth from his sleeve and stuffed it into her palm:

"Remember this, open it and take a look."

"Don't look, don't!"

Xie Ling Jiang was about to lose it, but Ouyang Rong hurriedly covered the plain hand, and found that it seemed to be just scaring him.

"Don't think about the hippie smiley, get through the trick, I didn't say it."

The red cloth wrapped in the night pearl was reluctantly stuffed back into Ouyang Rong's hand, and Xie Lingjiang turned his face.

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to put it away for the time being, wanting to speak again.

At this time, there was a shout from outside.

When everyone came, the two had to be temporarily separated and walked out of the courtyard.

Half an hour later, a certain study, the Lixian family, Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang, and the newcomer Lu Jian gathered together to close the door for discussion.

After a few pleasantries, everyone sat down.

Leaving the idle asked in a gentle voice:

"Mr. Yuan has been fine lately, the last time I saw him, he was 100 years old, and he still has a hard body, which is enviable."

Lu Jian didn't speak, with a paralyzed expression, he took out a crumpled envelope from his arms and handed it to Lixian.

"It's ......"

After a pause, he took the envelope, unfolded the letterhead, and browsed with his head down, in the process, his eyes gradually widened:

"Old Mr. Yuan is really an immortal who has passed away?"

"A month ago, on the day of the Bailu solar term, Master died of illness in the side hall of Maoshan Yuanfu Palace, and left at dusk and sunset."

Lu Jian nodded, and his tone was not sad:

"At that time, the poor road was walking on Huainan Road, dealing with a big family behind the house demon girl chaos, the master was dying, I didn't want to call me back, it was the uncles and uncles of Longhu Mountain, who made a good advocacy, let a senior brother in Ge Soo Mountain send a message nearby, and summoned me back to the mountain.

"When the master left, I and the uncles and uncles of Longhu Mountain were all in front of the bed, and he walked very peacefully."

"Death, or death?" Xie Lingjiang asked.

Lu Chong's eyelids didn't raise: "Master's life is full of face-to-face divination, and he has helped him one hundred and eight times in his life, and he has leaked too many heavenly secrets, which is considered ...... End of life. Uncle Chong Xuzi was also in front of the couch and did his best. ”

Xie Lingjiang was silent.

Li Dalang nodded: "At the age of 100, it is a joy and a loss for the Maoshan Taoist priest who destroys the demon and guards the Dao." ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Joy and mourning are our Confucian sayings, and Taoism and Buddhism are naturally different. ”

Away from Da Lang dumbfounded.

Idle mood is low: "The old gentleman passed away, this king is very regretful, and he can't go to Maoshan to pay respects at the moment." ”

"Master is optimistic, life and death are treated together, happy to die and good life, the younger generations have followed the will and buried the funeral, and the prince does not need to be polite."

Lu Jian shook his head, his expression unchanged, as if life and death were taken as usual:

"Before the master took his breath, he counted a hexagram...... Then he ordered me to obey the orders of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, come to Xunyang, and take care of the prince and the prince. ”

Li'er asked, "Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion?" ”

Lu Jian nodded: "Well, some time ago, the dangerous incident that happened in the palace was reported back, and Taiqing and Yuqing were not worried about the palace. ”

"I'm tired of you." He whispered, still immersed in the news of the death of the Heavenly Master, and his face was sad.

Everyone chatted for a while, comforting Lu Jian and mourning, and after a while, the discussion was over, and they dispersed.

Xie Lingjiang was the first to go out, her face was calm, and everyone found that she was a little absent-minded today.

Ouyang Rong followed Xie Lingjiang out of the house, ignoring the others.

Lida Lang and Libao'er parted ways, their yards in opposite directions.

After saying goodbye to Lixian, Lu Jian looked at the backs of the brother and sister, hesitated, and turned around to follow Libao'er.

Xie Lingjiang ignored Ouyang Rong all the way.

Ouyang Rong followed quietly.

"Are you bothered?"

"Annoying." Ouyang Rong nodded: "I feel annoyed myself, I can't be annoyed by myself, I have to follow you." ”

"You are not allowed to follow, you are not allowed to annoy me."

"It's my freedom to follow or not, it's your freedom to bother or not, and the palace is not your home, you can not make a mistake with me...... you"

Xie Lingjiang interrupted: "You were jealous just now, thinking I didn't see it?" ”

"I'm jealous." Ouyang Rong generously admitted.

"Eat all the vinegar of the cow-nosed Taoist priest?"

"Taoist priests can also get married."

"You...... You are not ashamed, that is the Yuqing Taoist, the Shangqing Taoist is married to a fart, which girl is willing to marry, besides, who do you think of me? ”

Xie Lingjiang quickened his pace and walked away in shame.

"Of course it's my people."

Ouyang Rong smiled with her.

When he came to a no-man's land and looked at her back for a while, he suddenly looked curious:

"Hey, why is the teacher here?"

Xie Lingjiang was stunned for a moment, turned around, but crashed into Ouyang Rong's arms in the next second, and his mouths "accidentally" bumped into each other - relying on the Tibetan wind to gather qi so that Xie Lingjiang could not detect the breath of approaching, Ouyang Rong's eyes were quick and he came up.

The beauty was stunned.

For women, don't care how angry she is at this time, and don't try to reason with her, just hug and give a kiss and wake up fiercely!

Ouyang Rong, who is a master of theory and execution, praised himself in his heart, only to feel that his mouth was full of fragrance, like holding rose petals, but in the next second, the tip of his tongue hurt, and he suddenly woke up, and a faint smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth.

It's a rose with thorns.

"Hmm, you......" was bitten by the beautiful woman's sharp teeth, Ouyang Rong's eyes widened, and he subconsciously prepared to lean back to get out of his lips and teeth, but he was instantly hugged by Xie Lingjiang's backhand.

I saw that the beautiful woman who was still panicked a second ago reached out and hugged his head, and a pair of autumn eyes were full of his shadow, her eyes were vicious, and her teeth were also vicious...... Xie Lingjiang was anti-guest and bit someone without letting go, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

Ouyang Rong: "Hmm...... Woo??? ”

(End of chapter)