Qingshan Gate is silent, without any disturbance, and the silence makes people breathless.

Yang Hanting's attic had already turned off the lights, but Luo Yuxiang's room opposite him had been brightly lit, Yang Hanting found out in the middle of the night, he didn't care much, and he couldn't guess what she was doing.

Lying on the bed, he lost his sleepiness and began to think about Linxi and Qinge, why did this happen, where would Qu Zhongting and Kong Tingzhi be?

The Qin Pavilion is too favored by everyone.

No one wants to see such an ending.

When Yang Hanting thought of Qu Zhongting and Kong Tingzhi, he felt a little more perked up and sobered up, they just hoped, and if they wanted to know everything, they had to find them.

The North Wilderness Pavilion has always been independent and does not compete with the outside world, but this time it actually did such a thing that went against common sense.

Isn't there another conspiracy?

But what is this conspiracy?

The next day, Jiang Sue sent breakfast early in the morning, Yang Hanting didn't have much appetite, only glanced at the style of the meal he sent, just rice porridge and side dishes, he asked: "Put it, I'll eat it later, it's not what I want to eat." ”

Jiang Sue asked strangely: "Then what do you want to eat, this is Qingshan Gate, not the Qin Pavilion, the food is so good, it is like a palace dish." ”

Yang Hanting was a little proud: "That is, our Qin Pavilion is indeed not comparable to you miscellaneous sects, we not only have to learn all kinds of immortal methods, but also learn the gifts of sages, and the food is all the best treasures, brocade clothes and jade food, everything." ”

Jiang Sue was stunned when he heard it, but he had heard it a long time ago, but the legendary immortal was right in front of him, which couldn't help but make him feel eye-opening.

"I know this, but this is not the Qin Pavilion, you will just order it, meaning, lest other people know that it is not good, especially the head, Miss will also be affected. ”

Yang Hanting glanced at it again and said, "Don't eat, who are you, what am I, let them say it." ”

Jiang Su asked, "What about the young lady?"

Yang Hanting began to hesitate and did not speak.

Jiang Sue walked to the door and glanced at the other side, and then walked back: "Whatever you want, I'll go see Miss." ”

Jiang Sue walked all the way to Luo Yuxiang's room, the weather was good, his mood was also good, when he walked, his steps were brisk, and he was happy.

Yang Hanting dressed up a little in the house before he started to go out, he had already planned to live in Qingshanmen, anyway, he didn't come to learn martial arts, he had to respect his teacher, and he didn't feel depressed at all.

This reminded him of the Qin Pavilion again.

Those days of attacking hardships and eating lightly, and reading are really unforgettable and unforgettable.

It's my home, and here, it's just under the fence.

He came downstairs, walked around, came to the cafeteria, there are really a lot of people here, everyone is dressed the same, these disciples of Qingshanmen, but all of them are immortal, quite like a monk, but a little honest and simple, don't like to talk.

After some talking, Yang Hanting finally opened the conversation box and mingled with them.

"That's right, that's right, that's what it means, you're going to get 'after-work silence' after a long time. Yang Hanting said a lot, and finally made sense of the meaning.

One of them, a disciple in his twenties who looked a little thin because of malnutrition, said in a wooden voice: "We are monks, we are not taciturn, and we abide by the rules of the door, aren't we not decent?"

They felt that Yang Hanting looked down on them a little, but they didn't say it explicitly, and they all had arrogant expressions, completely ignoring him.

Yang Hanting began to nag about another thing, that is, the porridge they ate, which was either insects or bad rice, Yang Hanting felt like pig food, he walked up to the cook: "Although everyone is a monk, but they are also people, you should pick out the small insects and bad rice, otherwise what to do if you eat a bad stomach, and it costs another money to treat the disease. ”

Everyone who said it threw away the bowl one by one, leaving one person and saying: "I have eaten it for five or six years, and I have never broken my stomach, why are you so bizarre when you come?"

With a look of disdain, he threw the bowl and left.

Yang Hanting did not lose heart and left the cafeteria, feeling sunny and sunny.

I wanted to find something to do.

Jiang Suo and Luo Qinghe walked from afar, and saw Yang Hanting standing there looking at the sky, looking at each other, still striding over, Luo Qinghe walked closer and glanced at him, and walked directly into the cafeteria.

Jiang Suo smiled and said, "Brother Yang, the rice in the canteen is even more unpalatable, I asked the master to cook it for you." ”

Yang Hanting was very grateful, smiled and arched his hand to him, and continued to look at the sky.

Jiang Suo walked into the cafeteria and went to discuss with Luo Qinghe.

Seeing that the entire Qingshan Gate was empty, they may have gone to class.

Yang Hanting found that he was lonely, slowly walked along the bluestone road, and came to the Qingshan Gate alone, until a hill, where the mountain wind was quiet, and it could be seen that the distant mountains were like Dai, he stood quietly, looking at the distant mountains in a daze, I don't know what he thought, he lowered his head sadly.

I feel that my fate is a little bad, and because Mo Cicada is not around, I am often worried and worried in my heart.

Every time he thought of Ling Yuzhi, he didn't have much confidence in himself, thinking to himself who Mo Chan liked, why did he look at him like that every time, could it be that they had something?

"Hmph!" Yang Hanting snorted softly, his face angry.

He turned around and returned to Qingshan Gate, as if someone had offended him, without a little joy, and after walking for a while, a group of disciples came to him, and the person at the head said.

"Senior Brother Yang, what are you doing outside, not afraid of the wind?"

Yang Hanting saw them smiling, his attitude was a little softer, his face was humble, and he didn't speak.

"Well, this boy is kind. ”

When Yang Hanting heard what they said, he just ignored it, and still walked forward gently.

"I can't see it. ”

At noon, he came to the cafeteria again, this time there were more people, and he was not going to speak, but he was pulled by someone, and a bowl of clean food was placed in front of him.

"What do you mean, how is this meal different from yours?"

Yang Hanting picked up the bowl and asked strangely.

"Senior Brother Yang, didn't you say that you are afraid of ruining your stomach if you eat a bad meal? This is a good meal specially left for you, don't be careful, I am a little junior brother here, call me He Qing. ”

He Qing said with a smile.

"We've heard that you're not bad, so we treat you as our own. ”

In the morning, the disciple still had a blank face and said that his name was Chen Yi.

"However, there is only this one, don't expect it every day. ”

A young disciple said.

"What do you say?" Chen Yi booed him.

Yang Hanting thanked him a few times, everyone dispersed, he didn't say a word and quickly finished a bowl of rice, and said thank you to everyone.

He hadn't seen Luo Yuxiang for a day, and he began to wonder where she had gone.

Just when he was not thinking, a gust of wind blew, blowing his clothes and rolling up a wave of dust.

"Sure enough, it was windy. He said.

After all, Qingshanmen is a big place and there are many people, but he feels a kind of loneliness, indescribable loneliness.

This night, he sat on a small hillside in a bamboo garden, because there were street lamps lit everywhere, so it didn't look very dark, plus a round of bright moon hanging high, it was even more not dark or dark, the stars and the moon were shining, Yang Hanting sat alone, no one spoke, he didn't know anyone, he couldn't help but look bored.

The only thing he could think of was Jiang Suo, but he seemed to be busy with a lot of things.

The other is Luo Yuxiang.

She hasn't seen anyone for a day, Yang Hanting doesn't know, what did she do, leaving her on the first day and ignoring it?

This woman is so witty!

His back is full of fairy spirit, heroic and compelling, and he is really sitting there like an immortal in the moonlight.

"Yang Engong. Luo Yuxiang came with her voice raised.

Yang Hanting couldn't help but look back, living the speed of hell.

Luo Yuxianghua came with a smile in her eyes, hesitated, she sat down next to Yang Hanting, and asked directly: "Engong, I'm not here today, what are you doing?"

Yang Hanting raised his hand and pointed to the hill.

Luo Yuxiang asked suspiciously: "There, what's wrong there?"

His sleeves were as clean as snow, his fingers were slender, he had never done rough work and was delicate, clean and good-looking, just like his delicate face.

Luo Yuxiang was ashamed for a moment, her face turned red, and she continued to listen to him.

Yang Hanting explained: "I didn't do anything, I stood there for a while. ”

Luo Yuxiang nodded yes and smiled, with a sincere expression.

"Aren't you often there, so I'm not lonely?" Yang Hanting said with a smile.

Luo Yuxiang's face was crimson, and she blocked her lips with her hand, for fear that she would not look good when she smiled, but in fact, she was embarrassed.

"What did Eun Gong say...... I don't have anything to do on weekdays, and since you are here, I have the responsibility to accompany you. ”

"Hey, that's good. ”

Yang Hanting smiled and grabbed her shoulder, and when he looked closely, he noticed that her heartbeat seemed to be getting faster.

Luo Yuxiang felt the twist, patted him on the shoulder, and said boldly: "I still have something, I'll come to you tomorrow, go to bed early." ”

After watching Luo Yuxiang leave, Yang Hanting felt a little embarrassed, maybe he was too much, and he must apologize tomorrow, lest she be unhappy.

On this night, Qingshanmen was exceptionally quiet, like a silent city, and there was a kind of seriousness and loneliness, solemnity and uneasiness in it inexplicably.

Luo Qinghe and Jiang Suo stood at the head of the Hehuan Palace, looking at the entire Qingshan Gate, all this was so satisfactory, just when they sighed, they thought of the Qin Pavilion, and they couldn't help but lower their heads.

"It's a pity that this Qin Pavilion is really a pity, and the North Wilderness Pavilion is not destined to end well, what is it for, they want to destroy the Qin Pavilion?"

Luo Qinghe looked melancholy, and said earnestly, with some resentment.

"There is justice between heaven and earth, and I believe that Linxi's death will definitely have a result. ”

"Don't worry, owner. ”

Jiang Suo slowly followed behind him, admonishing.

"Reasonable, it's not early, and I don't know if Xiang'er has slept. ”

"Otherwise, I'll take a look. ”

"It's fine. ”