Outside the door of Ji Yuan's room, Hu Yun stood up, shook his hair and scratched his ears, and after thinking about it, he didn't dare to push the door in again, so he had to go to his room.

In the Yin Mansion, the Yin family not only treats Ji Yuan as a distinguished guest, but also Hu Yun is really regarded as a guest, and naturally has its own guest room, on the other side of this courtyard, opposite Ji Yuan's room.

It's just that when he walked to the door of his room, Hu Yun paused, looked up at the stars and moon in the sky and looked in the other direction, and after hesitating for a moment, he still jumped away.

Hu Yun didn't want to practice or sleep, but returned to Yin Qing's study again, as Yin Qing's good friend, in fact, he also knew Yin Qing very well, maybe Yin Qing also had a good impression of that princess when they met for the first time, otherwise he wouldn't be so attentive.

walked all the way to the outside of Yin Qing's study, and sure enough, the lights were still bright, this time Hu Yun didn't need to hide, and knocked on the door generously.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Yin Qing, it's me, can I come in?"

"Come in. ”

Hearing Yin Qing's words, Hu Yun pushed it open directly, and then hurriedly closed the door so that the heat in the study would not escape.

looked up at Yin Qing and found that under the light of two bright lamps with lampshades, Yin Qing was holding a pen and painting on the bookcase, so Hu Yun also walked to him lightly, and jumped on the empty chair behind Yin Qing, standing on tiptoe to look at the painting he painted.

Yin Qing didn't speak, he seemed to be engrossed in painting, even the subtle corners of his clothes would be painted very seriously, but obviously he hadn't forgotten his good friend, and when he finished painting and changed the pen and ink, he turned his head to Hu Yundao.

"There is still most of the crispy chicken in the kitchen, which is left over from the dining room just now, except for a chicken leg torn by Yin Chong, most of them are still there, if you don't mind, I'll let someone get it for you?"

"Don't mind, don't mind, hurry up and get it for me!"

Hu Yun has been hungry for this crispy chicken for so long, and he will care so much when he hears it.

"Hehe, then you wait a minute, I'll give you an order, I was going to ask the cook to make you a new one tomorrow, but I think you want to eat it now. ”

With that, Yin Qing put down his pen, opened the door and walked out slowly, and went to the servant's room not far away to order the subordinates.

When Hu Yun saw that Yin Qing was gone, he pressed his two front paws on the desk, got closer to the painting, and looked at the person on the painting carefully.

Although it was only in the middle of the night, Yin Qing had roughly drawn what a portrait should have, and the rest would take a day or two to carefully polish it.

The princess of Changping in the painting is sitting on the soft floor, her face is facing this side, smiling slightly, the beaded silk robe is slender and jade, holding a leaf play card in her hand, slightly cocking her orchid fingers, and smiling and eyebrows.

"It's so well drawn, no wonder Mr. Ji said that the idea of technique can be imitated. ”

Looking at it, Hu Yun seemed to see Yin Qing and Princess Changping getting married and having children, and saw their children and grandchildren in the house.

"I don't know if I can see it, but I still have to work hard to cultivate, and I have enough Taoism to walk on my own!"

Hu Yun knew that he would stay in the Yin Mansion for a short time, because Mr. Ji would not stay in the Yin Mansion for a long time, and if Mr. Ji was leaving, he would not let himself stay in the Yin Mansion, and even Hu Yun himself knew very well that staying in the Yin Mansion was harmful and useless, and if nothing else, even the cultivation would be delayed.

Mr. Ji often has to go out, and the interval between returning to Ju'an Xiaoge in recent years has become longer and longer, Hu Yun feels that maybe the time to come back next time will not be short, in that case, unless Yin Qing can find time to come to Ning'an County to see him, it will be a long time before he sees Yin Qing and Yin Fuzi again.

But Hu Yun thought again, after all, he was still a monster, Yin Qing was not a person after he became a family, and this princess would always follow him, so Yin Qing should not be inconvenient to meet and frolic with a monster.

Thinking about it, Hu Yun felt a little annoyed in his heart, and the joy of his friend finding the lady was also diluted.

"Hey, it's still not enough, if I can have Lu Shanjun's kind of Taoism, and I can transform into a real human, I can wear the clothes of a proper scribe, walk up to Yin Qing and his wife, and say 'Brother Yin is good', and then say 'Brother Yin is good', and then say 'Brother and sister are good'......"

Yin Qing quickly returned to the study, Hu Yun moved out of the way so that Yin Qing could continue to paint, and after painting for a while, Yin Qing suddenly turned his head to look at Hu Yun.

"Why are you so quiet today? It's not like you. ”

"It's nothing, I think my cultivation is so bad, I've only had such a little Taoism all the time, it's uncomfortable!"

Hu Yun sat on the chair, his two paws were supported by one left and one right, and his posture was very anthropomorphic and funny, especially a big fluffy tail still dangling in front of him.

"Hehe, although I don't know much about the cultivation of monsters, but I also know some, I talked to the old turtle by the Chunmu River from time to time about some monsters, you have been enlightened until now, can you have forty or fifty years of full fighting? This speed is not slow, right?"

Yin Qing's words of relief didn't help, and Hu Yun sighed.

"Then you are compared with those wild monsters, I have been instructed by Mr. Ji, although I don't know how high Mr. Taoism is, but it is definitely the kind of one that I can't even see the end of the sky, do you know how many monsters have the opportunity to "guide the way through the immortals"? Hey, when will the crispy chicken come?"

"It's hot in the kitchen, and it'll be coming soon. ”

Hearing that Hu Yun still remembered to eat, Yin Qing was relieved, and turned around to paint with peace of mind.

However, Hu Yun didn't stay in the study that night, and after eating half a crispy chicken, he left a chicken leg for Yin Qing and went back directly, saying that he wanted to practice without slacking off.

Yin Qing's marriage is not something that can be finalized in a short period of time, but there is a high possibility of getting married in a few years, and Ji Yuan feels that he should have time to participate.

But now, there is no banquet in the world, Ji Yuan has stayed in the Yin Mansion for a long time this time, and it is not a big deal to live in the capital for too long, so he said goodbye to the Yin family not long after the Lantern Festival, of course, Ji Yuan took Hu Yun with him when he left.

......

On the twentieth day of the first lunar month, Ji Yuan and Hu Yun left Gyeonggi Mansion and went to Jizhou, but Ji Yuan did not go directly to Desheng Mansion, and the twentieth gradually fell to Chunhui Mansion.

Hu Yun's eyes are good, and when he saw the city next to the winding river from a distance in Yuntou, he knew that he was not going back to his hometown.

"Mr. Ji, are we going to Chunmu River to see the old turtle and the big herring?"

After leaving Gyeonggi Mansion, Hu Yun, who looked a little sluggish, was in good spirits, and there was a little excitement in his voice.

Seriously, Hu Yun feels that he has about two good friends, one is Yin Qing, the other is a big herring, as for the rest, either elders or the relationship is average, maybe the little paper crane is good, but it is too difficult to communicate with the little paper crane, Hu Yun doesn't know what the little paper crane thinks.

"Yes, go to Chunhui Mansion to see how the old turtle and the big herring are growing, and also meet Bai Qi. ”

"Bai Qi?"

Hu Yun was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he didn't think about who Bai Qi was, and confirmed that he didn't know him, so he asked directly.

"Mr. Ji, who is Bai Qi?"

Ji Yuan also realized that Hu Yun had never seen Bai Qi and didn't know him, so he smiled and smiled.

"He is the god of the Chunmu River, and he is a white Jiao in the river. ”

"Jiao, Jiaolong?"

Hu Yun subconsciously trembled.

"Mr. Ji, I, I heard that dragons have a great appetite, and many dragons like to devour monsters the most, and they can travel clouds and rain, so they can be worshiped by the people of the world as the god of water, I, I am a fox demon......"

"Scared?"

"Hmmm......"

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Hu Yun felt a little relieved, thinking that Mr. Youji was indeed always fine when he was there.

"Mr. Ji and that Jiang Shen are friends?"

Ji Yuan smiled narrowly.

"My friend doesn't count, but last time I promised to bring him a monster to eat, and I couldn't find a suitable one left and right, so I'll take you there. ”

knew that Mr. Ji was joking, but Hu Yun was still so frightened that he shook and grinned reluctantly.

"Sir, don't scare me, you know I'm cowardly......"

"Hahaha......"

With a smile, Ji Yuan drove the clouds and landed directly on the riverside somewhere outside the city of Chunhui Mansion.

At this moment, it is early in the morning, people come and go in and out of the city gate, and the Jiangshen Temple, which is known as the first temple of the Spring Mujiang River, has also been full of tourists and pilgrims.

Compared with the Daliang Temple of Tingliang Country, there are also many people, but this Jiang Shrine is in Chunhui Mansion, more of a scenic spot now, men and women meet to play, literati and ink writers write poems and lyrics, less desire and more chic.

In contrast, Ji Yuan still prefers the model of the Jiang Shrine.

Coincidentally, the spring Mu Jiang Shen happened to turn into a human form at this moment, observing the literati scholars in the Jiang Shen Temple composing poems and lyrics in the Jiang Shen Temple, and he is also a famous "Mr. Storyteller" in the Jiang Shen Temple.

Because the walls of the Jiang Shen Temple are suitable for leaving words are limited after all, and now they are not qualified to stay on the corridor wall that can shelter from the wind and rain, and the Jiang God with the pseudonym Bai Wenchuan is already famous in terms of commentary, and Miao Zhu also has great respect for him, he said that if he can go on the wall, he will definitely be able to.

At this moment, a large group of literati gathered around the wall of the corridor outside the Jiang Shen Temple, there were several bookcases here, a few people were holding pens to write on the white paper, and there were not only scholars but also some girls watching on the side, and the atmosphere was not warm.

"Swim the river and step on the spring water during the day, and watch the lantern......s at night"

"What a sentence!" "Yes, Mr. Zhao is so literate!"

"Yes, yes, what does Mr. Bai think? Can you write on the wall of the gallery?"

"Yes, yes, what does Mr. Bai think?"

Everyone asked Bai Qi to judge, and Bai Qi, who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar, smiled and stroked his beard, and walked a few steps closer to the bookcase.

"This sentence is okay, it's shorter!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Bai, I haven't finished writing yet, you can take a look when Zhao finishes writing!"

"Okay, then Bai is waiting for Mr. Zhao's masterpiece, ...... today"

Speaking of this, Bai Qi suddenly paused, his face showed a slight inexplicable look of consternation, turned his head in one direction, and hurriedly left after two breaths, making the literati and ink writers a little surprised, not knowing what was going on.

Bai Qi walked in a hurry, his footsteps were extremely fast, ordinary people only felt that he was walking in a hurry, but in fact, the speed was even faster, and in a few breaths, he went from the Jiang Shen Temple to the outside, and then turned to the side through the stall.

On the river surface on the side of the Jiang Shrine, Bai Qi looked from afar and saw a gentleman in a white shirt with a hosta in his bun and a shawl in front of his hair and a shawl on his sideburns and back was walking unhurriedly, followed by a red fox.

Bai Qi's pace was a little faster, and he was already saluting loudly with both hands from a distance.

"Mr. Ji came to Chunmujiang, Bai has lost his welcome, he has lost his welcome!"

(End of chapter)