I was eating here with relish when I heard a commotion at the door of the cafeteria.

Qingzi looked over curiously, and saw three or five handsome-looking teenagers swaggering in, which aroused the spring heart of the women in the cafeteria.

There are rules in Kunlun Mountain, and it is forbidden to make noise in the canteen, otherwise I am afraid that they will all scream.

Even those tiger-headed young men stared at them with envy on their faces and stopped eating.

A young man led by him was dressed in a chiffon robe woven from pure white ice silk, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a thick impatience on his handsome face, his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't need to look at Qingzi to know what he was talking about-

it! These stupid gs are full of food, right, what are you looking around Lao Tzu if you don't eat?

Look at these nymphomaniacs, saliva is going to flow out, hey, dirty.

I'm annoyed with Lao Tzu, and I have to bear the yy of these people every time I eat.

Shi Lang, the precious son of the Venerable Lord of Kunlun Mountain, has good qualifications, but he has a stubborn character, he calls himself "Lao Tzu", and casually "lies in the groove", which is the most troublesome student for the elders of the entire Kunlun Mountain.

Even if he is stern and old-fashioned, such as his father, Qianqiu can only shake his head and sigh at him.

Of course, Ci Yuehua is an exception, maybe because of his profound cultivation and the coercion of his body, or because he doesn't smile and has a bad temper, Shi Lang, who has a headache on the whole mountain, doesn't dare to put a fart in front of him.

Therefore, Lord Shi Qianqiu really wanted to throw his son who couldn't discipline him to Ci Yuehua to discipline, but well, Ci Yuehua is not a fool, although he is not afraid of Shi Lang's identity as the young master of Kunlun Mountain, but he is very lazy and has never been willing to accept apprentices, not to mention that he is still a bad character!

So when Shi Qianqiu made this request before, he decisively refused.

Shi Lang is naturally a happy group, Ci Yuehua is a five-finger mountain for him, he still wants to wave in the world for another five hundred years, if he falls into the palm of that five-finger mountain, he is afraid that he will be smoked out of shape.

After all, his plum blossom vine five feelings are notoriously ruthless. Of course, he won't admit that he still has a trace of loss in his heart, although Ci Yuehua is a five-finger mountain, but he is still a great grandmaster, his cultivation is unfathomable, if he can get his teaching, then he will become a talent just around the corner, but people don't look down on him, and they don't want to accept apprentices, it's useless to toss himself, even so, Shi Lang's cultivation is also diligent, not for anything else, just to attract a little more attention from the great grandmaster!

He didn't plan to come to the Fireworks Hall today, as the young master of Kunlun Mountain, he rarely came to the Fireworks Hall to eat, because drinking was not allowed here, so no matter how good the dishes were, they couldn't attract his wine bags and rice bags.

It's just that today I heard that the great grandmaster Ci Yuehua, whose threshold is higher than the sky, actually accepted apprentices for the first time this time, and he received two apprentices, which made him feel devastated, and it was true that he was unwilling to come, but it was also true that he was rejected to accept apprentices, and he could comfort himself with the great grandmaster not accepting apprentices before, but now, people directly accepted two apprentices, which made him embarrassed?

Therefore, he wanted to see what kind of amazing disciple could make his eyes above the top of the great grandmaster accept.

When he heard that they were coming to the Fireworks Hall, he naturally followed.

Qingzi recognized him at a glance, and his eyes softened a little, the young master of Kunlun Mountain was arrogant and generally unwilling to deal with people, but the relationship with her has always been very good, the two are like brothers, and because of him, he has also been whipped by his master several times.

It's just that in his previous life, he broke with him after he became a ghost king, but he didn't make an enemy of himself, because he was very angry, he only knew how to fight, and he didn't pay attention to where he ended up.

Qingzi looked at him, the other party's eyes swept around the crowd and then fell on her, and she met her eyes, involuntarily, Qingzi smiled at him, and saw him swaggering towards him, and when he encountered someone blocking his way, he reached out and pushed the person away a few steps on the head, and then sat down next to him.

After sitting down, he said to the three doglegs, "It's still the same!"

Then he looked at her wantonly with those flirtatious but very bright eyes.

"Little brother is very good-looking, what kind of person!"

The first thing he said to her in his previous life was also this, when he thought he was a bad person, he coldly pointed the back of his head at him, and ignored him at all.

It was funny when she thought about it, and she laughed out loud.

Her smile made the second monk Shi Langzhang confused, and said secretly: Could it be that Lao Tzu said something wrong?

But after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand it, and when he couldn't figure it out, he asked, "What are you laughing at?

Qingzi didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically: "I think Brother Tai is also quite kind, dare to ask Brother Tai who is the person?"

"You ask Lao Tzu? Of course Lao Tzu is from Kunlun Mountain! You don't know Lao Tzu, do you? You are new?"

Shi Lang looked at her strangely, there were not a thousand but eight hundred disciples in Kunlun Mountain, and there were too many that he had never seen, so naturally he didn't know whether the Qingzi in front of him was a new disciple or a previous disciple.

Qingzi nodded and said, "Yes, I'm new here." Who are you? Are you famous? Why should I know you?"

"it!"

Shi Lang shouted, looked at him seriously and said: "You newcomer can't help but know Lao Tzu, you remember, Lao Tzu is the famous young master of Kunlun Mountain, Shi Lang is also!"

Ning Yin, who was sitting opposite, covered his small mouth in surprise when he heard this, and then repeated in disbelief: "Shi Lang?

Shi Lang raised his head arrogantly and said, "It's Lao Tzu!"

Qingzi couldn't help but chuckle in a low voice when she saw him like this, but Ning Yin on the other side looked a little uneasy, she looked at Qingzi, and then at Shi Lang, and when he turned his gaze to the dog's leg that served the food, he gave Qingzi a "hurry up" look and wanted to get up and leave.

Shi Lang turned his head and saw her getting up to leave, he asked suspiciously: "Just eat this point and don't eat it?"

Ning Yin coughed dryly and replied, "Well, we are full, young master, you use it slowly!"

As he spoke, he stood up and waited for Qingzi.

Shi Lang turned his head to look at Qingzi again and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

To be honest, she hadn't eaten enough, but the senior sister had said so, so she naturally wanted to get up and cooperate, so she nodded and was about to speak, when the dog leg beside him hurriedly spoke.

"Boss, it's the two of them, and the grandmaster just accepted them as apprentices!"

Well, I can't go for the time being. Ning Yin looked at Qingzi with a worried expression, and the other party gave her a reassuring look.

Shi Lang looked at Qingzi in surprise when he heard this, and then looked at Ning Yin, and then he stood up and walked around the two of them twice, and after a long look, he returned to his position and sat down.

He spoke to the two of them, "Sit down!"

Qingzi raised her eyebrows, signaling Ning Yin to be calm for a while, and then sat down and ate her own dishes, just right, she hadn't finished eating yet!

Shi Lang also ate the meal and didn't speak for a long time, seeing that Qingzi was about to finish eating, he turned his head to look at her, and then looked at her empty plate, and said angrily: "You look so thin and don't know what to eat?"

As he spoke, he flicked half of the sauce-flavored pork ribs and potato stewed beef brisket on his plate into her plate, and said: "A man wants to stand up to the sky, you are thin like a small bean sprout, what can you hold up in the future?

These words were domineering and harsh, but Qingzi felt warm in her heart when she heard it, her three major regrets in her previous life were only him, except for Shizun and Senior Sister!

Although her stomach was already a little full, she still didn't let go of the hard dishes he had given her.

The dog leg next to Shi Lang didn't understand what was going on, he was obviously looking for trouble, why did he not only not find trouble with the other party when he got here, but shared his favorite dishes on weekdays with others.

A dog-legged man thought that he understood something, so he said courteously next to Shi Lang: "Boss, your spicy chicken is not bad, it is still Linggu chicken raised in the back mountain, you can also allocate a little to the little boy next to you!"

Shi Lang pushed him to the side angrily, and said impatiently: "What do you know!"

Qingzi eats with a smile, Shi Lang is not in tune on weekdays, but his eyes are very good, and his mind is also very delicate, he can find that he does not eat spicy food from these dishes of his own, I remember that he did not tell him his taste in his previous life, and he also ordered light when he invited himself to eat for the first time with his own discovery.

After lunch, there was only a quarter of an hour left to rest, Qingzi didn't want to waste it in the cafeteria, so she got up and said goodbye after quickly eating the food on her plate.

When Qingzi finished eating, Shi Lang had only eaten half of those meals, he looked at Qingzi in surprise, a little incredulous, "You eat so fast?"

Qingzi nodded and said, "I'm done eating, the young master will eat slowly, let's go first!"

Shi Lang waved his hand impatiently, and when the two of them were about to walk to the door, he shouted: "Who is that? Little brother, wait for Lao Tzu after school at night, Lao Tzu will take you down the mountain to drink!"

Qingzi didn't speak, and kept walking forward, because—

"Don't make noise when eating!" Just after Shi Lang finished shouting that sentence, Ci Yuehua's voice sounded coldly behind him, which frightened Shi Lang into a thrill, and when he turned his head, he saw that the other party was getting up to leave at the moment, and his eyes were still looking at him with some displeasure, making him feel that if he said one more word, the other party's whip would be swung over!

So Shi Lang didn't dare to make any more noise, turned his head and ate the food in front of him fiercely.

As for the dinner in the evening, it was impossible, because Qingzi was too busy. At this moment, she is sitting crookedly in front of the low desk and writing hard, there is a copy of "Kunlun Mountain Discipline Collection" on her desk, a stack of rice paper on one side, and an inkstone on the corner.

Goddamn resignation, giving her a bullshit meeting gift, and asking her to copy it ten times, it is simply punishing her, which is really angry with the baby.

Originally, there was a good senior sister who was reluctant to be tired and came to help her sharpen her ink, but this person actually came to stop her, saying something "For the apprenticeship given to you by the teacher, be a good student to take care of it, and you must not fake it to others!"

It's just a grinding ink, where is there a fake hand for others?

Even if my sister wants to help me write, I can't bear to let her suffer, okay!

The senior sister didn't say anything, but the god killed her and took her away directly on the grounds that she lacked people to make tea!

She wrote down this hatred, don't let her find a chance, otherwise...... Hum!

Because he said before he left that he would watch it the next day, Qingzi could only stay up all night to finish copying it.

This handwriting, then it's hard to say, in her previous life, she couldn't read, let alone write, except for money, she can only look at each other and don't know each other.

But how well-behaved she was in her previous life, she couldn't learn it, so she didn't have to pick her calligraphy.

But copy the book, so many words, or five times, who wants to write it for him, for the speed of the picture, so the words she wrote are spelled with ghost drawings.

After glancing at his masterpieces from one night, Qingzi was satisfied to put them all away, before getting up and soaking his ink-stained white disciple in water, and then washing up and rushing to the fireworks hall to eat breakfast.

After filling up his Five Organs Temple, Qingzi took his large stack of ghost painting talismans to the front hall, and handed it over to the special case for Ci Yuehua before Shi Shiran returned to his seat and sat down to take a nap.

Yesterday she was still laughing at other people's dark circles, feng shui takes turns, and today it will be to herself.

Because she was too sleepy, as soon as she touched the table, Qingzi fell asleep, and naturally she didn't see the goddamn master in her mouth with an uncomfortable expression on his face after sitting down and seeing the words she wrote, as if what he was in front of him was not a word but a lump of shit!

He looked at the words on the case with an ugly face, and then at the snoring sound below, and stood up unhappily.

Ning on the side wanted to reach out to wake Qingzi up worriedly, but before he could move, he was glared at by Ci Yuehua's unkind gaze, so he had to take it back in a scornful manner, and at the same time gave Qingzi a look of self-begging, of course, Qingzi in his sleep was completely unaware of this.

In front of Pudu Temple, Qingzi, dressed in red and with black hair fluttering, was looking at the handsome man in front of him wearing a snow-forged fairy robe with a cold face, and behind the other party stood a group of bald monks, but behind her was a group of ghosts of different colors.

The surrounding scenery is no longer as bright and vivid as before, only the gloom of the overwhelming people, the vegetation and trees are completely devoid of life, and only the black dead branches are still standing there.

The thick smell of blood and rotting corpses in the air pierced everyone's nose uncomfortably, and the ruined temple gate and the black stone wall that had been burned by the fire all announced the cruelty of the current situation.

Qingzi looked at the man who was blocking the front like the god of war of the Nine Heavens and protecting those monks, and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"With me here, you won't succeed!" the man replied to her coldly, his eyes still filled with disappointment and confusion.

"You're always on someone else's side against me!" Qingzi's aura began to become tyrannical, her dark eyes filled with a cruel murderous aura.

"Don't keep making mistakes, turn back, you shouldn't be like this!"

The man seemed to want to struggle a little longer, and he did not want to believe that the temperament of the person in front of him would change drastically from a very good person to a most evil person.

Qingzi laughed disdainfully, "What am I supposed to be? Isn't the way I am now, forced by you! Don't talk to me about that nonsense again, say it again, get out of the way!"

However, instead of getting out of the way, the person on the other side attacked her directly, and she dodged it nimbly, but her head ached, as if she had been slammed by something.

It seems that he has done it to himself, obviously the strength of the two of them is comparable, when can he attack himself silently, fortunately he can hide quickly, otherwise, I am afraid that my head has already landed!

Qingzi was attacked by the other party, and her anger was even worse, she stepped forward and continued to attack while shouting: "Ci Yuehua! Don't think that you are my master, I won't dare to do anything to you! If I don't take you down today, I will not give up!"

......

A stack of waste paper in Ci Yuehua's hand was about to hit the head of the sleeping person on the table again, when he saw the other party sit up straight, his hands dancing in the air indiscriminately, and he closed his eyes and yelled out such a rebellious nonsense!