Chapter 096: Back Mountain (1)
In the early morning of the next day, Jiumu was brought from Wushuang into the back mountain of Zixia Mountain to meet his uncle and brothers.
Along the way, I felt that the mountain behind the fairy house was really big enough and magnificent, with mountains and water, clouds and fog, flowers and grass, fish and birds, and it was as ethereal and comfortable as stepping into a fairyland.
Curiously, Kuki followed Wushuang and stopped, looking around, bypassing a few paths, passing a few pavilions, and a few waterfalls, and finally stopping in front of a fence made of thin bamboo.
Looking up, I saw four words engraved on the fence door, "Zelan Xiaozhu", the pen is fluent, and the phoenix is floating.
Wushuang gently pushed the fence door open on both sides and guided, "This is the residence of the little uncle. β
Jiumu had heard a little about A-Niang before, Tai has really accepted three disciples in his life, and the eldest disciple Luo Shuibin has been punished from the division for thousands of years without knowing what he has offended, and has disappeared from this world for thousands of years.
I am afraid that this disciple is also the darkest stroke that Tai has ever made in this life, I heard that the insult to the master, no one cared about it for thousands of years, and it disappeared in the world like rolling red dust, and no one asked where he went.
Fortunately, the second disciple is very good, that is, the master is his old man, the famous Nanhuai Immortal Zun in the heavenly realm, the master respects the master, and the mana is highly respected, not only the most proud protΓ©gΓ© of Taizheng Zhenren, but also the pride of his old man.
This third disciple, named Bing Ruohan, is the little uncle who has never met, although I don't know where this person came from, but I heard that when he first entered the master's door, he was still a child, and not long after entering the master's door, he was already a real person in retreat, and on the surface, he was a direct disciple of Taizhen Zhenren, to put it bluntly, he was brought up by his second senior brother Nanhuai Xianzun.
Therefore, the hundred doors of the immortal family do not pay much attention to him, and the public opinion is naturally very little, only chasing the wind and catching the shadows, he is still young, not good at words, and has been silently following Nanhuai Xianzun after entering the master's door, living like covering people's ears and eyes.
The young are also elders, and there is a difference between respect and inferiority, and of course they must be courteous.
Jiumu quietly glanced around the fence gate, in the small courtyard of Zelan Xiao, surrounded by all kinds of orchids, there was a stone table in the middle of the courtyard, and there were several stone benches around the stone table, which was simple and clean.
Two bamboo rows to build a house, one called the elegant room, the other called the orchid room, built exquisite ravines, green, concise and elegant, a fresh breath of bamboo orchid, with a slight breeze from the inside out, a kind of breath that makes people respect and stay away, Jiumu envy secretly admired: "It's really chic." β
Wushuang smiled, "Uncle Xiao has always loved Qingjing. β
After speaking, he walked to the door of the elegant room, knocked lightly on the bamboo door and called softly, "Little uncle?"
"What's the matter?" two words came out of the elegant room, cold and dull, which made people feel a little chill when they heard it.
Wushuang was not surprised, and he was still polite when he bent over, "I brought Xiao Jiu to see you today." β
Jiu Mu was just infected by that dull voice and his heart trembled, although he heard the world say that this little uncle is young, but listening to this voice, he feels more than his own last round, he must be a strict and quiet person.
Jiumu is most afraid of that square and old-fashioned and serious appearance on weekdays, this uncle, shouldn't he also be a stereotypical little old man?
Thinking of this, she instantly tightened her whole body, and quickly sorted out her clothes and hair accessories, hoping to leave a good impression on her uncle and his old man.
There is a saying that if you first see a good face, you will see each other in the future.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Shi and his old man didn't give face, and a cold and arrogant voice came from inside, "Today, it's inconvenient." β
Inconvenient today?
After all, he is also a new disciple, and in the future, he will also live in Zixia Mountain, a decent immortal mansion, how can he be so rash?
Jiumu instantly felt that he had touched a gray nose, and there was a feeling that he was not welcome.
This little old man, before they met, gave himself a dismount, so unpleasant.
It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing.
Jiumu instantly became a little annoyed, but when he turned his head, he saw that Wushuang was the same as someone who was fine, with a pampered and calm appearance.
Jiumu thought: He must have been rejected too many times, so he didn't think so.
Wushuang turned around, and saw that Jiu Mu's face was full of disappointment, and said calmly, "Xiao Jiu, Uncle Xiao was injured a few days ago and night hunting demon beasts, and his body has not fully recovered, so I am afraid that it will be inconvenient, so we will not disturb him to repair and heal, let's retreat first." β
Hearing Wushuang say this, the dark cloud in Jiumu's heart slowly dispersed, so he muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that this uncle is injured, just say it clearly if he is injured, so decisive, let me misunderstand in vain, I also said, how can there be such an unreasonable person." β
"Senior Brother mortal, you wait for me. After speaking, he was as enthusiastic as fire, and from his sleeve he conjured up a long-prepared greeting gift.
You can't come in vain to come here, Jiumu stood outside the door of the elegant room, and quietly offered the cherry blossoms that had been collected for eight hundred years in the altar and respectfully offered, "Uncle Shi is above, Xiao Jiu took the liberty to come to disturb, bring a little heart today, I hope Uncle Shi will take the time to smile." After speaking, he gently placed the jar of wine on the ground outside the bamboo door of the elegant room.
"By the way, you can't drink excessively when you're injured, Uncle Shi, you can keep it and drink slowly. β
There was no response in the bamboo door for a long time.
However, this is really the master who cherishes words like gold.
The two wanted to leave, but Wushuang kindly reminded, "Xiao Jiu gave wine to Uncle Xiao, but Uncle Xiao is not good at drinking." β
"Don't you like to drink? Jiumu stroked his forehead and stranded his hair, "It's a pity to give such a good wine to a person who is not good at drinking, but it doesn't matter, if he is not good at drinking, it doesn't mean that he doesn't drink, if he is a person who knows the goods, he will definitely not spoil the eight-hundred-year-old cherry blossom brew." β
Seeing that she was so optimistic, Wushuang smiled and added, "At least, since I entered the Shimen, I have never seen my uncle drinking." β
Jiumu asked again, "Senior Brother Mortal, what kind of person is Senior Uncle?"
Wushuang blurted out, "Cold and withdrawn, not good at words." The words fell, and he seemed to feel that it was a bit rude for him to say this, so he turned around and added, "However, Uncle Shi has always been strict and righteous, distinguishing right from wrong, and setting an example for the disciples in the back mountains." β
"I really understand the bad words today, Xiao Jiu is most afraid of the person who is serious and has a stern face, it seems that when I see this uncle in the future, I am afraid that I will take a detour. β
"Ha......" Wushuang laughed for a while, "He's not a man-eating monster, what are you afraid of?"
"Just listening to this voice, it feels more terrifying than a monster, no wonder the name Bing Ruohan, it is really a human as its name. β
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