Purple Heart stretched her neck and spied on the Gao Mountain, the refreshing green color covered the rain-stopping building. The piano is indeed played in a messy manner, but the texture of the piano sound, sweeping over every leaf, and the traces of rain on the leaf surface, become more and more vivid. She asked strangely, "Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's Guixiqin?"

Ran Wuqiu nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Zixin wrinkled her good-looking nose, "peeked", and said angrily: "Wen Zhiqiao promised me a three-year appointment." ”

"Miss, think about it, can you find the few treasures he proposed in three years?" Ran Wuqiu said happily: "It is estimated that some people will not be able to find them in their lifetime. ”

"I know...... Zixin puffed out her cheeks, "peeked" again, and said, "So, I want the master to find it." ”

Zixin, who was annoyed by herself, her eyes were shining and shining, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, she looked up at Gaoshan, and asked, "Hehe, which lucky guy got Guixiqin?"

Qiu Lixi interjected: "Stop the rain Xiaozhu is to receive you, go up and have a look?"

"Okay. The purple heart pear vortex is shallow, and she agrees crisply.

The appearance of the three of them immediately disturbed the calm of the rain stop Xiaozhu. The smile of the purple heart is like the slight bloom of a flower bud, and Han'er drew a white shadow in the humid air, pounced on the girl, and hugged one person and one fox. Laughing and intimate, dancing, happy emotions, instantly filled in the slightly dull rain stop building.

Qiu Lixi was surprised by the three uninvited guests, glanced at Mo Wenqing, Feng Qingye, and Ye Yingzhao to pass a few words, nodded, understood the reason, and asked, "Xiao Ran, are you familiar with them?"

"It's only one side. Ran Wuqiu said truthfully.

Qiu Lixi's face was indifferent, and seeing this, Ran Wuqiu added: "Miss is very good with them. ”

Zixin, who was tired of going back and forth with Han'er, took advantage of the opportunity, her eyes were bright, her eyes quickly touched the wind and light night, smiled, and immediately turned to Mo to ask for intercession, and called coquettishly: "Sister Mo." ”

"Let's make a fuss with Han'er. Mo Wenqing smiled and said, "She, I miss you the most." ”

"Hmm. Zixin's one hand, the itching made the fox chill, and the little fox's front paws scratched Zixin's body in an orderly manner, and the laughter they let out was extraordinarily pure. Zi Xin was out of breath and said, "I want to ...... the most What I want most ...... Of course, it's also cold......"

Qiu Lixi was silent for a while, and said: "Firefly Zhao, I haven't been together for a long time with Ran Lao, the saint has a more noble body, stops the rain and builds a small building, only talks about leisure and leisure, and it is not good to add outsiders." After a while, you send off the guests. ”

"No. ”

The turmoil of the unruly view, the characters who don't ask about the feelings, the gentlemen who hear the people, the people who ask the tears, and the night remnant stars, all of them are worthy of being first-class people, and the bitter non-Zen who calls himself a "poor monk" belongs to the top level of the Izumo Continent. Feng Qing Ye Kendo Feng Jiao, these people have either benefited a lot, or are sincere and convinced, therefore, Mo Wen Qing Ye has surpassed them, and no one in the world dares to be rude to the young man. This horizon is widened, the heart is naturally high, Qiu Lixi said, in public, don't ask about this contempt?

A few steps to at least the year's side, Mo Wenqing looked at Qiu Lixi coldly and said, "Yes." In addition to Purple Heart, we don't want to pay attention to unrelated outsiders. ”

Qiu Lixi did not hesitate and said, "I'm very polite." ”

"You're welcome. Mo Wenqing said in a deep voice: "We are never polite to outsiders. ”

Qiu Lixi couldn't help laughing wildly and said, "Hahahaha, that's the best, since you don't need to be polite, Qin stays, you go." This piano is not yours. ”

A string of long laughs, with a very strong aura of slaughter, just like the name of Autumn Chestnut.

Zixin sensed that something was wrong, hugged Han'er and walked over, stood beside Mo Wenqing, didn't look at Qiu Lixi, and said, "Sister Mo, let's go." Even if they take it away, they will have to send it back obediently in the future, and they can't lose it. ”

"Purple heart and they ......" Mo asked as he looked at Qiu Lixi and Ye Yingzhao.

"I don't know. Purple Heart's pretty face suddenly cold, and said, "To me, they are outsiders. ”

"Haha, that's a good point. Another laugh sounded, and the voice was light and cold, and Mo asked familiarly: "If the female doll says this, then the poor monk must belong to his own family." ”

Stop the rain and build the woods on the west side, and when you come out of the wind and light night, you will have a headache.

Don't ask for love, at this moment, completely forget about their group, it is this guy who is hiding. But now the situation has changed greatly, and the unfathomable autumn chestnut is blocked by the bitter master, no matter how good, it really "wants the wind to be windy, and the lack of rain is rainy", Mo asked and shouted: "Why are you late?"

Bitter non-Zen is not slow or slow, in front of the wind and light night, the Buddha shouted, saluted: "The disciple is late, the master is humiliated, and the poor monk is at fault." ”

After that, he squeezed his eyebrows for a while.

When Zixin heard this, it was as if he had met a ghost in the daytime, and this man dressed as a literati and with long hair turned out to be a monk? and he was an apprentice of "Brother Night"?

"It doesn't matter. The young man replied stubbornly: "The owner of Xiaozhu refuses to be a guest, of course, and it has nothing to do with whether he is humiliated." You...... You, be calm, don't make trouble. ”

Ku Fei Zen promised to be cheerful: "Obey orders, never do much." ”

Feng Qingye shook his head helplessly, Master Ku has always been angry, his mouth is good, let's act, he doesn't do the opposite, this guy is really the most difficult to figure out, the most difficult to wait, and the most untrustworthy "master" in Buddhism. The boy prayed that he would talk endlessly, and that he would not suddenly stop talking, concentrate on his hands, and cause trouble in the rain like taking off Master Bomer's brain. Zixin is curious and polite, and seems to be more cynical, with a pair of live eyes, back and forth, up and down, as if to see this "poor monk" thoroughly.

Ku Feichan blinked and boasted: "What an aura of female doll!"

Then, Master Ku turned to one side, pointed at the night fireflies, and shouted loudly to Ran Wuqiu: "Hey, that sword servant, are you willing to insert such a fresh and tender flower on the bright surface of the cow dung?"

Before the young man could whine, Zixin suddenly understood that the fresh flowers, bright cow dung and the like were all related to her, and she was ashamed of herself.

Master Ku was good, turned sideways again, and comforted: "You don't know the inside story, the poor monk has followed you for more than a hundred miles, and you can't guess the intention of Qiu Lixi's words, but the poor monk and the sword servant know it." Besides, such a good female doll is only worthy of being the granddaughter-in-law of a poor monk. No, you must be the daughter-in-law of a poor monk, you can't let it go, you can't let it go, you have to rob it. ”

Qiu Li said calmly: "The bald donkey is presumptuous!"

"The poor monk is presumptuous?" Kufei Zenle said: "You probably haven't seen me presumptuous, right? Haha, who snatched the Holy Maiden of Yincang Mountain back then?"

Ku Feichan appeared, and he played the whole play alone. Purple heart mood, a few ups and downs, only to hear the "poor monk" say through the true purpose of Qiu Lixi to invite her to be a guest to stop the rain Xiaozhu, I couldn't help but look at the night firefly with a red face and gloomy eyes over there, I didn't feel anything unusual, and then heard that the "poor monk" wanted to rob her as a "granddaughter-in-law", and the anger was mixed with a little absurdity. But somehow, he began to disdain Qiu Lixi, and his good impression of the "poor monk" was more than that.

Bitter non-Zen" ...... Back then, the holy daughter of Yincang Mountain, who snatched it, "As soon as she exited, Zixin, a girl with a dustless heart, was startled, it turned out that the "poor monk" had really done the act of robbing people! Unconsciously, taking a step back, Mo Wenqing smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, he loves to scare people." ”

The flustered purple heart, only then did she see that the young man was smiling softly at her, and his warm eyes seemed to have an incomparably trustworthy calmness, and the girl tightened the little fox tightly, nodding involuntarily.

Qiu Lixi and Ran Wuqiu controlled their swords at the same time, one left and one right, and shouted: "Where is the holy woman?"

Ku Feichan laughed and said: "Dare to move the sword? The poor monk was just a follower back then, doing small things like watching the wind and running errands. Besides, she has now become the lady of the village, and she is free from the boundless wind and moon in the cloud realm, do you tell you to snatch it back and detain it in the closed cage of the Hidden Cangshan Mountain?"

Zixin's eyes lit up, and she was free and boundless, that was to use heaven and earth as a cage, how lucky to be such a "lady of the village"!

"Ran Lao, what is the matter with us in Yincang Mountain? You collect your sword and come to me. Purple Heart said.

"Yes. Miss. ”

Qiu Lixi said coldly: "That day, when I rushed back, the mountain gate had changed dramatically, and it turned out that you bald donkey was in trouble." Regardless of how the saint is today, Yincang Mountain has been out of balance since then, and it has lasted more than 300 years before it has flourished again. Such a shame, you deceived me and there was no one in the Hidden Cangshan Mountain?"