On the second day of the pavilion, the two of them led the Wulu brothers and Wenrenzhan to the top of Boshan Mountain early in the morning to pay some homage to the mountain.

When Wulu Hun first arrived in the Boshan faction, he saw that there were many disciples, both men and women, dressed uniformly, and his words and actions were quite spicy. Thinking of the few people he saw at the mountain gate yesterday, Wulu couldn't help but laugh, and secretly thought in his heart: People who are skilled in human feelings are easier to fall into the trap. However, if he can train his disciples, this head is also not bad. was thinking about it, and saw a woman entering the hall, dressed in light pink, with a restrained spirit, and after taking it with one hand, she was calm every step of the way.

When he took a seat, Wulu couldn't help but take a closer look, and the corners of his lips were unconsciously raised, and he secretly talked to Wulu's old eyebrows. The two brothers bowed their heads faintly, and their faces and eyes were full of appreciation.

When he heard that the battle was coming, he immediately gave up his hand, and called softly, "Zhan'er has seen the head of Bo." ”

Seeing this, Bo He covered his mouth and smiled and raised his hand in response: "Excuse me, excuse me." ”

"Zhan'er thanked Aunt He. ”

When Bo He heard this, his cheeks turned red, and he pointed out the battle many times in the air, and then glanced at the two fish and dragons in the hall again, and laughed to himself before he finished his long breath.

Wuluhun also stepped forward, bowed and asked: "Younger generation, please meet the head of Boshan." ”

Bo He responded lightly, looked up and down at Wulu Hun for half a moment, and his head was right.

"Young boys, I wish you ...... Welcome, see the master. ”

Bo He smiled, shook his sleeves and exempted the old Wulu courtesy, glanced at the two of them, and said to the two of them: "These two are Zhan'er friends?"

Hearing that the people were fighting and didn't wait for the fish and dragon to respond, he already said crisply: "Auntie, they are indeed Zhan'er who met in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Oh?" Bo He's phoenix eyes flew, "I don't know what school the two sons of the Zhu family are from?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I haven't officially worshiped my master, but my father is still martial, and I invited a few friends from the rivers and lakes to help me teach and support my brother. ”

When Bo He heard this, he didn't say much, closed his eyes slightly, and his cheeks raised slightly.

Seeing this, Wulu Lao lowered his voice, and said to Wulu in his ear: "Brother, the head of Sui often says that the head of Boshan is well-governed, and the whole Boshan is orderly. Why didn't he say that this head was actually a young beauty?"

Although the voice was low, it could not escape the ears of several people in the hall.

When the two of them heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned, looked at each other, raised their voices and said: "Sui Chengfeng's old man is already ancient, how can his mind be so active?"

When Bo He heard the sound, he immediately coughed lightly twice, swept the fish dragon with cold eyes, although the smile disappeared on his cheeks, but the coquettishness did not decrease but increased, and he pointed straight at Wulu Lao: "You kid, you don't distinguish between young and old, haven't you heard Zhan'er call my aunt?"

Wulu Hun didn't understand, first scolded Wulu for losing the rules, and then gave up his hand again, and said to Bo He: "My brother rarely goes out, and I haven't seen much of my predecessors in the rivers and lakes. ”

Bo He waved his hand slightly, and after a while, Fang said: "The head of Sui you are waiting for, is it really Sui Chengfeng who is the door of the snow mountain?"

"It's the head of Sui. Meng Qi did not give up, and also instructed the younger generations to do their work. ”

"Then how much did you learn when you return to the wind?"

Wuluhun smiled again, knowing the deep meaning of this question, he slowly put aside the teacup, and his right wrist was softly wrapped around twice, with his five fingers together and his palm facing outward. Before everyone in the hall could react, they had already seen a vine in the corner of the outer courtyard, falling flowers, and purple rain bursts.

"In the ignorance, but the fur is learned, it is really ugly. ”

Seeing this, the three people in the hall, Yulong and Bo He, had a lot of good feelings for Wulu Hun in their hearts, and the reason for this was because of Sui Chengfeng.

This person, who is also a number one person in the rivers and lakes, has lived on the snow mountain on the edge of Wulu for a long time, and rarely enters the WTO. A trick of "riding the wind and returning" can lead snow to fall into landslides, which is majestic. The snow mountain in charge of the world, and the Boshan faction all belong to the Three Classics Sect. At the previous head conference, I had already met twice, and I was familiar with Bo He, but I didn't have a deep friendship.

However, the people in the rivers and lakes, who do not know that Sui Chengfeng is nicknamed "Buddha's mouth and Buddha's heart", he does not say words that are not loyal, he does not do things that are good, and he has neither servile face nor tiger and wolf ambition. More than 70 years old, he still lives alone on the snow-capped mountains, and what he wants in his life is probably the highest and strongest superior martial arts. Such a high-ranking person, the people he befriended and cared for would definitely not be a traitor.

The two of them exchanged eyebrows with Bo He, and their hearts were a little relaxed.

"Sui Lao'er's ears, are there better?"

Wulu smiled and shook his eyebrows, pursed his lips and didn't say much, but he didn't reach out, first took out the ear hole, and then gave his hand and gave it to the dragon fourteen.

Seeing this, the two of them and Bo He both knew it, and they endured it several times, and they were all happy.

Everyone ate some tea in the hall, and after greeting each other, they saw a Boshan disciple outside the hall hurrying over, first hugging their fists and asking the guests in the hall to ask for a sin, Fang bowed down and said to Bo He: "Your master, two masters...... It's making trouble again. ”

Bo He's eyebrows tightened, raised his sleeves and ordered the disciples to retreat first, and then said softly to Wuluhun and the others: "A few, it's not a coincidence, I still need to visit the inner courtyard." Don't be restrained, I'll go and go back. "Stop, stop, put your feet outward.

When there were only five people left in the hall, including Yulong and Wuluhun, Fang heard that Wulu Lao couldn't hold his breath, covered his mouth a little, and asked softly: "What is the situation with this master of the Boshan faction?"

Yu Thirteen heard this, flew an eye knife, took the tea cup in his palm, and tasted two mouthfuls of his lips, completely ignoring Wulu Lao.

Long Shishi also snorted coldly, stretched out his tail tone, and said word by word: "You kid, are you relying on your flamboyant tongue to please the girl? You should really let Zhan'er go to Linglong Jing to rescue you later, so that you can be forced to get married." ”

Wulu Lao knew what these two people were angry about, his lips were open, but he couldn't make a sound, and said secretly in his heart: But I praised the master, why do you need such yin and yang!

Seeing this, he smiled skillfully, and while he was happy, he was also curious, and he leaned towards the seat of the fish and dragon, and said lightly: "Zhan'er came to Boshan before, how did you not know that there are two difficult uncles on the mountain?"

"The last time you came here was when Fang was out of school. The stay is very short, where is the time to listen to us complain?" Long Fourteen sighed, and then continued: "Back then, they unanimously elected He'er's father to the position of head, and when He'er's father retired with his wife, these two people even disdained to take over, and the old head of Bo passed on the mantle to He'er. ”

"Now they are not angry, and they want to take it hard?"

"If so, that's fine. Yu Thirteen pursed his lips and sighed to himself: "Those two don't have the heart of fame and fortune at all. When He'er's father was there, they stole down the mountain several times, although it was chivalrous and righteous, it was not that they did not cause trouble for Bo Shan. Now that he is old, his body is already old, he has been seriously injured several times when he went down the mountain before, and his energy is no longer what he used to be...... but his words and deeds are more like that of a child.

When he heard the battle, he snorted, and he couldn't stop laughing, "As soon as Uncle Thirteen's words came out, Zhan'er seemed to see two chivalrous people, two white hairs, riding two thin horses, the sun was setting, and the old man was at the end of the world. ”

The two of them were amused by the words of the war, and they couldn't hold back their faces, and laughed out loud in unison.

When He'er's father retired, he specially instructed He'er to visit these two teachers and uncles diligently and take good care of them. Now that twenty years have passed, the two of them have not changed their minds, and in the last year or two, they have intensified their efforts -- relying on the old and selling the old, and sprinkling it every day! Crying and making He'er allow them, let them go to the rivers and lakes outside the mountains to spread joy. ”

"Lao Ji is in the bush, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. Wulu took a long breath and replied in a deep voice, "Listening to what the two seniors said, I think that although Master Bo is old, he is especially naïve. ”

Hearing the sound, the two of them looked at each other, were silent for a long time, and finally bowed their heads, got up and said together: "We still need to stay here for a while, so that we can explain one or two things to He'er, and also prevent those two masters from having any more moths." If you have nothing to do, you can go back to the Troubled Cloud Pavilion first, and if you are tired of staying, you can also go to Liu'an Town to play a trick. ”

After that, the two brushed their sleeves and left the hall side by side, leaving Wenren and Wulu Lao, looking at each other, covering their mouths and laughing.

Since then, the Boshan faction has parted from the guest hall, who would have expected that the two of them would be like steamed dew, quietly melted away, and never appeared in front of the three Wulu brothers who heard the people's war.

In the first few days, Wen Renzhan took Wulu Lao to dig into the mountain to explore the cave, hunt birds and rabbits, and have a lot of fun. However, after a long time, Wen Renzhan gradually couldn't hold back, relying on his understanding of the Chaotic Cloud Pavilion, he avoided the hidden weapon formation laid by the two of them, except for the secret room full of stinky feet, the three of them touched the Chaotic Cloud Pavilion inside and out one by one, and even knocked on the side of the Boshan faction twice, but to no avail. only learned that Bo He was busy with his master's affairs, and he was already so anxious that he had no time to worry about it, and he didn't even fight again.

"Brother Lu, how come you and I have never been able to find my thirteen or fourteen uncle since the second day you and I ascended the pavilion?"

Wuluhun's lips opened slightly, shook his eyebrows slightly, and responded softly: "I really don't know why." The Chaotic Cloud Pavilion and the Boshan Sect have all lost their traces. ”

"If it weren't for the burning eyebrows, Uncle Thirteen and Fourteen would not have left the mountain. Hearing the war, he was very complaining, and said with a bitter face: "They said early that as long as Aunt He is the head of Boshan one day, even if they are dead, their flesh is rotten, and they are ossified, they will never leave the Chaotic Cloud Pavilion half a step." ”

After a pause, Wen Renzhan raised his eyebrows, his apricot eyes widened, and he pulled the old sleeve of Wulu, and asked in a loud voice: "Xiaolu, you said that they left the mountain, but it has something to do with you and my arrival?"

Wulu's face tightened, and he didn't care about correcting Wen Renzhan's name for him, so he responded in a deep voice, and squeezed his eyebrows at Wulu to make a hint.

"How could this be? That night's banquet, the two predecessors of the fish and dragon were all abnormal. Xu is that he and the head of Bo have some affairs to worry about, or they are secretly entrusted by the head of Bo, and they all go down the mountain to run errands. Brother, do you say yes or no?"

Wulu sighed long, stroked his chin with one palm, and said lightly: "Xu is so." This sentence fell, Wulu carefully pondered the two fish and dragon on the feast on the day of the first arrival in the Chaotic Cloud Pavilion, and faintly felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't solve it, so he had to gently tap his skull, and after a while, he asked with his lips: "Luan Luan, at that night's banquet, what impressed you?"

"Yes, there really is!" Wulu turned his fists into fists and shook his strength.

Wulu Hun is a spirit, and when he got some traces of spiders and insects from Wulu Lao's investigation, he heard him raise his voice and continued: "The wine on the table is the sun float brewed by Ding Menghuang of Qimen!"

The voice was full of sighs.

"This kind of wine, you have to have three or five beautiful ladies waiting on the side, undressing and distributing, solemnly, before you can taste it!" Wulu Lao sighed twice, "If there is no such ceremony, how can this wine be extraordinary?"

Wulu snorted lightly, his eyes closed, and he was really too lazy to bother with his brother.

When Wen Renzhan heard this, he unconsciously smacked his mouth and muttered: "I don't know where the wine comes from, I just feel that the mouth is sweet, the lips and teeth are fragrant, the throat is spicy, the five organs are ironed, even the pores are soothing, and the wind is blowing outside...... Anyway, it's good wine. After a pause, he patted the old Wulu on the shoulder, and said crisply: "Xiaolu, since you know the origin of the wine, why don't you know what to say? I can also take care of the drinking, so as not to make the eight precepts of eating ginseng fruit!"

Wulu Lao snorted lightly, and immediately responded: "A pot of one hundred taels of gold, how many people in the three countries can afford it?" If I say that I have drunk this wine and know this wine, I am afraid that in front of your two uncles, I will not be able to do this blessing again." ”

Wulu's heart trembled, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his brain, and then he shook his eyebrows slightly, and the threads as thin as spider silk seemed to be all hidden. Wulu's eyelids were tight, and he stayed for a while, helpless, and only sighed softly: "The secret room of the dragon senior...... You can ......"

"Don't, don't. Wulu Lao was in a hurry, and immediately waved his hand, "Not to mention that Xiao Zhan can't solve the chain of hidden weapon locks on the door, even if it is opened, who of you and I dare to hold his breath and go in?" As soon as these words fell, Wulu Lao couldn't help pinching his nose, and said in a strange voice: "And it's been five or six days, could it be that those two seniors don't drink or eat, so they hide in the secret room and smell the smell of the foot bag? If that's the case, you and I don't need to look for it anymore, I'm afraid that they have already ascended to heaven by virtue of the true taste of the world!"

Wulu Hun was full of triviality, and when he heard this, he was finally impatient, and he snorted, and he had already shown his face.

"You......" Wulu smiled lightly, raised his finger and poked lightly between Wulu's old eyebrows.

"Don't call me 'Xiao Zhan', it sounds weird. After waiting for a while, Wen Ren Zhanfang pulled Wulu Lao aside lightly, and raised his eyebrows.

"Then you still call my little prince a 'little deer', this king hasn't spoken yet, but you are dissatisfied first. ”

Hearing this, Zhan's eyes rolled a few times, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he said in a low voice: "You deer, when will you follow me?"

When Wulu heard this, he was not angry, he slowly raised his palm, stroked his three fingers on the fake skin of his chin, rubbed it back and forth a few times, hooked his lips and said: "Wait until the king's green beard returns to its original state." ”