Chapter 19: Qingyang Zun (Ask for Collection Recommendation Votes)

"What's wrong?"

"I heard that the snacks of the Lover's Lake in the Xiuzhen Realm are very famous, but they can only be eaten on the boat, before I said to invite my senior brother to dinner, but I was hot at the time, and I almost didn't invite you officially, so I thought about inviting you again."

Zhu Huan was used to lying in his previous life, and when he lied at this time, his eyes were also sincere, and he couldn't see any clues at all.

Wen Qirui stared at her silently for a while, and replied in a warm voice: "Yes, but the lover's boat in Lover's Lake, as the name suggests, is generally boarded with lovers, with the relationship between you and me, isn't it inappropriate?" ”

Of course she knew it wasn't quite right, but wasn't there nothing she could do now?

Compared to going to Lover's Lake with him, it is obviously not appropriate to ask him for a hug like a female pervert!

Zhu Huan sighed secretly, and retorted stubbornly: "Senior brother also said that it is average, which means that there are still a few situations where people who are not lovers can board together, I mainly heard that the food on the boat is very delicious, so I will think about this place." ”

Speaking of which, Zhu Huan was afraid that he would still be worried, so he directly put PUA on him.

"Besides, I've always heard that Senior Brother is the most assertive and upright, since the pure person is self-purifying, he shouldn't be disturbed by the sound of the outside world, right?"

Wen Qi muttered: "Be upright........."

If it is replaced by real Wenqi, it is probably true.

But his gentle prayer has nothing to do with the word "upright".

He remembered the atmosphere over there at Lover's Lake, suppressed the curvature of his lips and the bad interest in his eyes, and bowed his head: "I wish Senior Sister what she said is right, then after today's busyness, you and I will go to Lover's Lake to meet, the specific time, I'll tell you when I'm done here." ”

Zhu Huan thought that her PUA Dafa had taken effect, and after separating from Songqi and Wen Qi, they navigated according to the map on the spiritual machine, all the way to the inner door dormitory area.

It is said to be a dormitory, that is, a large group of enclosed palaces.

It's similar to the rules of the dormitory that Zhu Huan saw in his previous life, and there is an older lady who guards the dormitory.

She read out the special number that Wen Qi had given her on the spiritual machine, and after giving it to the eldest mother, the eldest mother quickly took out a wooden token and gave it to her.

The token has the symbol of the Sword Sect's sword unsheathed, and the word "borrow" is also written, presumably because she is borrowing a disciple.

"After the token is aimed at the wooden door, it is injected with spiritual power to activate, and it can be activated by the lock array of the wooden door, and the token is damaged or lost halfway, remember to contact me as soon as possible, this is my spiritual number."

Zhu Huan added the dormitory manager like adding WeChat in the present world, and after making notes for her, he went to the third floor with the token.

The dormitory manager just said that the dormitory she was going to was already occupied, and I don't know if it would be easy to get along with.

After thinking about it, she quickly arrived on the sixth floor, stopped in front of the door of 666's dormitory, and injected spiritual power into the token to activate the door.

The moment the light in the token was refracted onto the wooden door, Zhu Huan heard the sound of unlocking, and a crack appeared in the wooden door.

She retrieved the wooden sign and pushed the door with the small baggage on her back, and saw the layout inside.

The room is not very large, with two wooden beds, and near the beds is a row of cabinets and two bookshelves.

There were two wooden tables by the window, one of which was already sitting in front of a person, and there were a lot of herbs on the table, and he was pounding the medicine with a stone pestle.

Seeing the familiar high ponytail and the gorgeous cold face, Zhu Huan was stunned for a moment: "Duan Ya? ”

.......

It only rained yesterday, but today the ground of the inner gate of the Sword Sect is not a little wet.

Wen Qi's gaze moved from the inner door drying circle, looking at the Star Picking Hall in front of him, and the scene in his eyes when he left here a year ago appeared in his eyes-

"Remember to review the swordsmanship I taught you, and remember the rules I taught you, don't bully the weak for no reason, don't point the sword in your hand at someone close to you, and don't go down the wrong path."

At that time, he came to learn art through the identity of "Wen Qi", and it was clear that the old man didn't seem to find anything abnormal, but in less than a year, he felt that he really treated him differently from "Wen Qi".

Those words also seem to be spoken to the real him.

Goodbye now, I wonder if he might recognize him?

Wen Qi suppressed the dark color in his eyes and walked into the range of the Star Picking Palace.

This place was very different from what he remembered, it was obviously the residence of the sect master, but he couldn't see a few people.

A large open space in front of the hall was planted with spiritual vegetables that were growing well, as if it had been opened up into a vegetable field.

There are still some weeds near the vegetable patch, which look like they were newly pulled today, and they haven't had time to clean them up yet.

Just thinking about it, an old man in a gray robe wearing a straw hat and a wine gourd on his waist walked from the main hall, holding a bag of spiritual fertilizer in his hand.

The old man looked to be about fifty-five, and the green silk that should have been as long as others was twisted into short hair by him, and his old face full of ravines looked kind and amiable.

When I saw him coming, I just paused and greeted him from afar.

"Disciple, here."

Wen Qi looked at Qingyang Zun, who didn't look like the master of a sect at all, and bowed according to the appearance of Wen Qi in his memory: "Master." ”

"Why are you stunned when you're here? I helped you get a place for an outer disciple for the teacher, why don't you come over and help the teacher hold the spiritual fat to repay the kindness? ”

Qingyang looked at Wen Qi with disgust, and directly threw the spiritual fertilizer to him after he came over, and went to pick up the hoe that he threw on the ground to continue hoeing.

"The left half has been fertilized, and the right one is missing."

He didn't seem to notice that "Wen Qi" had changed people, and after starting to hoe the grass, he asked him, what was the matter with Zhu Huan, an outer disciple?

"Is it really just because the root bone is suitable for sword cultivation that you help her like this?" Qingyang raised his eyes, and his old eyes looked at the young man who rolled up his cuffs with a little inquiry, and was stunned for a moment.

He looked at him again, seeing that he was the spiritual fat bag that he had opened with his left hand, and his brow frowned slightly.

But when Wen Qi raised his eyes to look at him, he quickly stretched his brows and regained his kind appearance.

"Not exactly, but partly because she has the same name as an old friend of mine."

"The deceased? Isn't it the old man who helped you get out of the Wen family and successfully worship the old man? ”

Without him, with Wen Qi's temperament and family background, he can be called an old man, and this is the only one.

"Yes." Wen Qi didn't hide it, but Qingyang felt strange.

When Wen Qi entered the cultivation realm, it was also three years ago, and that Zhu Huan had already sent someone to investigate, but he had just turned sixteen this year, and his background was also very poor.

At that time, she was thirteen years old, how could she help Wen Qi?

He was puzzled, but the young man didn't say that he was not good at asking, and when the fertilization was over, he told Wen Qi that Zhu Yang, who had obtained the quota of outer disciples, said that he had something to look for him.

"It seems that he is in a hurry, and he has found the old man here, but the old man didn't let him in, and hung him in the pavilion on the west side of the Star Picking Palace, thinking that he would ask you what you mean when you come."

"Look, do you want to see him?"