Chapter 25 Qingyuan
After sending the little deacon away, Lan Duoduo's social fear was committed again, and she looked at the west wing.
In the end, she didn't go to greet her, and she didn't bother to know unrelated people.
"Boom!"
Before dawn, Lan Duoduo was woken up by the sound of sword practice.
Lan Duoduo covered the quilt.
"Brush, brush, brush," the sound of sword practice was endless.
Lan Duoduo looked out the window at the bright moon that was still glowing.
There is also the monk outside the door who smells the chickens and dances, wears the stars and wears the moon and dances the sword, I really can't bear it.
Lan Duoduo squinted his eyes and put on his robe, and pushed the door out, "I said this monk, don't practice swords in my courtyard. She pointed to the moon looming in the sky, "It's bedtime."
The little monk who was dancing the sword stopped dancing and looked up at the white belly of the fish on the horizon.
Lan Duoduo just got up, her hair was messy, and a handful of bangs were stubbornly curled between her forehead.
In the blue light of dawn, it looks a little cute.
Seeing that the monk didn't speak, Lan Duoduo felt that he should have compromised, and turned around to go back to sleep.
"Hey," the little friar carried his sword behind him, "this is my courtyard, and it's almost dawn, now is my sword practice." ”
The little friar pointed to the plantain by the window of the blue flower, "I planted it." He pointed to a row of green bamboos behind the wall, "I also planted it." ”
"Cut, did I build this house or did I build it?" Are the little monks of Dongli Mountain so rude, just break into someone's yard, and have to quibble that this courtyard is his.
"Are you going to say that my room is yours too?"
"That is." The Friar pointed to the west wing.
Lan Duoduo was stunned, and when the deacon arranged a room for her, it seemed that he said that there was a senior brother living next door.
Speaking of which, this courtyard is indeed half of him, but she also has half of her when she lives in, "Anyway, I am not allowed to practice swords in front of the door, and I have to practice somewhere else." ”
The little monk said coldly: "Only women are difficult to raise villains."
Lan Duoduo rubbed her eyes and yawned, "Then it's good for you to go out!" ”
"You ......" the little friar was speechless, he had an idea to move out, but it was a complicated procedure to change schools, and it was really troublesome.
Friar: "Why don't you move if you want me to move?" ”
Lan Duoduo: "Because I'm a difficult woman!" ”
He had never seen anyone say that he was so uneasy about his unraveling, and he didn't know what to argue for a while.
"Anyway, you can't practice swords at this time, I'm going to sleep!" Lan Duoduo turned around and walked into the house, but in the gradually brightening sky, she saw the name written on the door number of the West Wing - Gu Qingyuan.
Her cheap dad said her fiancé's name was Qingyuan.
Lan Duoduo was completely awake, she rubbed her eyes, and looked over again, it was still Gu Qingyuan's three big characters.
Her fiancé turned out to be on the other side of her!!
The purpose of her coming to Dongli Mountain was to kidnap her fiancé back to get married.
However, she was just yelling at her fiancé and asking him to move out.
How to save your image!!
How to lure him into marrying him!
Lan Duoduo's mind quickly flashed the domineering president in the overlord article that he had read before.
The domineering presidents in the book are all masters of love, no matter how cold they are in the early stage, they can always catch up with their wives in the end.
Lan Duoduo tried her best to make her eyes show a sense of hierarchy of domineering presidents, three points of coldness, three points of ridicule, and four points of nonchalance, took a few steps forward, hooked the little monk's chin and said, "Brother Gu Qingyuan, you have successfully attracted my attention!" ”
Lan Duoduo was shorter than Gu Qingyuan, and when she raised her hand to hook Gu Qingyuan's chin, she could only see his Adam's apple and chin
After the domineering president said this, what should he do?
She only remembered the classic quotations, and forgot the specific plot. Is it to praise him for his good looks?
"What are you going to do!"
Lan Duoduo was thinking about the plot of the boss Wen, and was shocked back to her senses by Li Qingyuan's words.
Gu Qingyuan's jaw has smooth lines, clean and neat, like a knife, and it is still a little good-looking.
"You're so good-looking." Lan Duoduo let go of Gu Qingyuan's jaw and praised.
Suddenly being praised, Gu Qingyuan's face suddenly turned red.
"You... What nonsense are you talking about! ”
Without waiting for Lan Duoduo to reply, Gu Qingyuan put away his sword and walked back to the room with his hands and feet.
Lan Duoduo shouted towards the west wing: "Hey, aren't you going to practice swords at this time?" I won't stop you, you can keep practicing! ”
"Squeak," the door to the west wing was shut.
Angry?
Jiang Qingwan yawned again, she was really sleepy if she hadn't slept enough, looking at the closed door on Gu Qingyuan's side, Lan Duoduo turned around and continued to sleep.
The mountain lord has always gotten up early, so the bamboo shadow carried a bundle of wattles and stepped into the Xuanyuan Hall before dawn.
Xiao Qinglong turned into Qingyuan's appearance, afraid that Qingyuan would kill him, and he had already disappeared from Qingyuan's shoulder.
Xiao Daotong didn't know where he went, Qingyuan was making tea by himself.
The water on the stove was already boiling, and it was gurgling and bubbling, and Qingyuan didn't realize it.
"Mountain Lord! Mountain Lord! ”
Qingyuan was shouted back to his senses by Bamboo Shadow.
"What's wrong?" He said.
The bamboo shadow fell to his knees with a thud, and the thorns on his back were also exposed to Qingyuan's eyes.
"Deacon Zhu, what are you doing when you came to Xuanyuan Hall with a bundle of wattles on your back?"
The bamboo shadow bent down towards Qingyuan again, and his forehead hit the ground with a heavy sound.
The pain hit, and the forehead must be blue.
But Zhu Ying didn't care about the pain, and quickly admitted his mistake: "Ask the mountain master to whip me with the thickest one of this bundle of wattles!" ”
Qingyuan gently brushed the stove with the palm of his hand, and the fire in the stove was extinguished.
"Okay, what am I going to do with you?"
Zhu Ying leaned over and slammed it to the ground again: "Lan Duoduo has passed the test and has entered the gate of Quanzhi Peak." The task given to me by the mountain lord was not completed. Please also punish the mountain owner! ”
The fire in the furnace was extinguished, and Qingyuan lifted the kettle and finished brewing tea along the tea bowl before standing up and coming to Bamboo Shadow.
He raised his hand slightly, and the thorn fell into his hand.
Zhu Ying lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and thought in his heart that when the mountain master finished fighting, he would go to Elder An to ask for the most expensive pill.
Qingyuan didn't hit the bamboo shadow with the wattle strip, but threw it out casually.
"I know about Lan Duoduo, go down!"
This is?
The mountain lord didn't punish him, but just said lightly that he knew.
And when he said this, his tone was very calm, not as cold as before.
Bamboo Shadow is a little confused.
"Yes," he said, getting up and walking out of the temple gate, picking up the thorn he had just thrown out.
"Wait," Qingyuan called Zhuying, "where does Lan Duoduo live in Qingyang Mountain now?" ”
"Mountainside Smoke and Rain Pavilion." Zhuyingdao,
The mountain lord asked Lan Duoduo what he did in his residence?
Bamboo Shadow thought of Lan Duoduo being punished last time, and the mountain owner deliberately took out the waist card.
The mountain lord wants to leave Lan Duoduo behind!
This is what the mountain master really means, if Lan Duoduo really failed to enter the East Fence Mountain to become an official disciple because of his stumbling block.
I'm afraid that the mountain owner will punish him, it's so dangerous! It's dangerous!
Looks like it's time for him to thank his luck.