The pretending to be a master meets a real master.

This God's joke is too big.

Ning Jun couldn't cry or laugh, a little panicked.

Qi Sixian didn't understand the situation yet, and was a little confused.

The two men outside walked happily.

"Light the lamp, welcome guests!" Ning Junxi was not frightened in the end, and after a few breaths, he said decisively.

You can't lose if you lose.

Did he meet fewer masters along the way?

Many!

Can you panic in this little battle?

No!

Qi Sixian blinked, fished out the candlestick with his long arm, "Young master!"

Ning Junxi looked up, and suddenly thought that this guy had no fire fold on his body, so he touched it in his arms, took the fire fold out, and lit the candle himself.

"Young Master, are you cold?" Qi Sixian said strangely.

"Don't call the young master. Ning Jun shook his hand vigorously and said in a low voice with a straight face.

He either panicked, or his hands were shaking a little.

After a pause, he said, "Let's put on a show now." ”

"Oh. Qi Sixian raised his head and blinked, put the candlestick aside, and obediently responded.

......

The candle flame quickly lit up the room.

The two men outside paused.

The young man sighed and said in surprise, "There are still people." ”

Then, he seemed to see the falcon on the railing, and said in surprise, "There is no place to live, it is okay to have such a chicken, it must be roasted to a certain fragrance, and it would be even more beautiful if there was wine." ”

The hunter flapped his wings twice and flew away.

"Huh?" the young man was a little dumbfounded.

The sloppy old man smiled, as if he was a little gloating.

"Laugh at your uncle. The young man rolled his eyes.

Hundreds of miles from Xiumei City to here, he didn't even eat a bite of food except for gnawing two cucumbers.

The old man scratched his head, smiled again, and pointed to the bamboo house.

The young man's eyes lit up, "Is there food in the house?"

The old man nodded shyly.

The young man glanced at the barrenness in the courtyard, rubbed his hands, and said happily, "We are all fallen people at the end of the world, and we just know each other, maybe we are still foxes and ghosts, and we can spend the Spring Festival together." ”

He straightened his clothes and knocked on the door.

That respectful gesture was like a respectful scholar knocking on the door of his favorite girl's room, and it was ridiculously funny that it only fell on such a down-and-out young man, and it happened in front of this bamboo house.

Then the door opened on its own.

A white cat came out of the house, meowed, and jumped into the bamboo forest.

The young man's face froze.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the cat is always a kind of thing that is more evil.

Then, he pushed open the door and saw a young man in white who could not find a trace of other colors on his body like the white cat that ran out.

The young man lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, but his body was very thin, and his temperament was elegant and indifferent, so that people could unconsciously calm down when they saw it.

When the surroundings are quiet, this feeling becomes more and more intense, and it feels very unreal.

Young people feel their scalps tingle.

He secretly took a sip, didn't he really encounter a monster? No, then you have to catch the old knife and run away, the young master doesn't want to be eaten by the monster.

He turned back to the bad old man.

The old man was squinting at the dark beams, bowing his head and grinning.

Then the old man pushed the young man.

The young man didn't stand firm, and with a pop of the back of his head, he made intimate contact with the earth, hugged his head and began to scold.

Ning Junxi raised his head, his face was strange.

He seems to be overestimating them.

The old man grinned at Ning Junxi, a little shy, "That, this young master, I'm a little hungry with the young master, can you ask for something to eat?"

"I don't have anything to eat here. Ning Jun was silent.

The young man jumped to his feet, and then, after a pause, muttered, "Sister, I am dreaming." ”

"Can we live here?" the old man grinned, scratching his head.

The young man suddenly exclaimed, "This relationship is good, I live here, hahahaha......"

Ning Junxi glanced at the old man, then at the young man, and lowered his vigilance slightly, "The two of you are at your own convenience, Sixian come down." ”

A figure suddenly jumped off the beam.

The young man laughed for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and said, "Shaoxia, what a handsome kung fu, why don't you go together?"

Qi Sixian flashed to Ning Junxi's side, "Young ......"

Ning Jun took a knife and flew over.

Qi Sixian paused, "Young master." ”

Ning Junxi nodded, lowered his head and continued to write.

The young man was not embarrassed, and leaned over to Ning Junxi's side with a dead face, "Beauty, why don't we go together, you see that you have fine skin and tender meat, there should always be an escort, right?"

Ning Junxi's brows jumped, and he continued to write quietly.

Seeing that Ning Jun didn't react, the young man looked down, "Hey, do you know this kind of word?"

Ning Junxi didn't answer.

"This kind of word, it is an ancient forbidden pattern, and the records are all ancient secrets, and there are only four volumes in the world at present, so you really know it, and you can't write it scribble. The young man kindly reminded.

Ning Jun regretted the action of writing.

At the beginning, he dug out a broken book from the old man's library, and he had never seen the text on it, and there was no book with similar words in the old man's library, so he wrote down the contents of it by the way.

It turned out to be an ancient forbidden pattern.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the old man leading the horse.

The old man leaned against the wall, holding the horse's head and had fallen asleep, grinning slightly, and saliva continued to soak in the horse's head.

The lame horse seemed uncomfortable, tilted his head, snorted slightly, and went back to sleep.

Ning Junxi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked up at this young man, his expression seemed to be smiling.

The young man seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and his expression froze for a moment, "That, I heard it by chance, I don't know where it is, I don't know anything, that, beauty, you can't kill people and sell goods, it affects the favor too much." ”

Ning Junxi pursed his lips, "Sixian, go catch two pheasants." ”

Qi Sixian was a little embarrassed, and the second uncle said that he would not leave an inch.

"Huh?" Ning Jun raised his fist.

Qi Sixian scratched his head, "Oh." ”

He quickly disappeared into the twilight.

The young man showed a nervous look, "Beauty, don't you really want to kill people, do you?"

"When you're full, don't bother me anymore. Ning Jun burned the paper and said calmly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately burst into laughter, "Really, beauty, you don't want to poison us, do you?"

Ning Junxi sat down and closed his eyes slightly, not wanting to deal with him.

The guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, he has never been very willing to deal with it.

The young man looked at Ning Junxi, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I just said that it must be good to be born beautiful." ”

Ning Jun regretted that he couldn't hear it.

"Beauty, you said you were so beautiful, your mother must be very beautiful. The young man said with a hippie smile again.

Ning Junxi still thinks he is deaf.

The young man still didn't give up, "Beauty, what is your name, are you born with white hair, it's really much more beautiful than black hair, you're so lucky." ”

Ning Junxi slammed the table.

The young man shrank his neck, and finally stopped talking.