Cangsheng once said that Guilin's landscape is the best in the world.

Guilin, naturally, has mountains and rivers.

Mount Guilin is not the name of a mountain, but the name of a group of mountains. The mountains of various shapes and colors are not high, and they are scattered in an orderly manner.

Some mountains are like humans, some are like beasts, some are like furniture...

In the dusk, there are old men who seem to be as tall as mountains playing chess in the wind, children as tall as mountains are playing under waterfalls, and in the middle of the path, there are women as tall as mountains returning late with hoes in hand.

In the depths of the fog and clouds, Guilin Mountain is like a three-dimensional pastoral landscape painting.

The afterglow of the sunset, gently sprinkled on the green mountains and green water, reflects a series of colorful glow, like a dream.

Nearby, on both sides of the stream and waterfall, orchids, azaleas, lilacs, roses, cherry blossoms... Staggered on the endless turf, the wind blows, and it is like a mesmerization.

The earth was tightly wrapped in grass and flowers, and there was not a trace of weeds, not a trace of bare earth.

All year round, whether it is sunny or cloudy, whether it is cold or hot, whether it is windy or rainy, whether it is heavy snow or thunder. Guilin's landscapes are always neither wet nor dry, neither hot nor cold, neither yin nor yang.

Guilin's landscapes are as picturesque as the lakes and mountains, and as the warmth and humidity are always appropriate.

The masters and apprentices of Guilin Mountain naturally want to mix here for the rest of their lives.

After all, when you go down the mountain, you always feel that it is either cold or hot, too sunny or too shaded, and it is not as good as the eyes and body on the mountain.

Only the senior sister Yu Tong loves to go down the mountain.

Only the little junior brother Mo Xiaohe was reluctant to go up the mountain.

The little junior brother Mo Xiaohe is lying on a grass in Guilin Mountain in this life, and the afterglow of the sunset shines down, as if through a layer of mist, you can see the beautiful scenery, but the luminosity is like a dark night, not dazzling at all.

The warm and soft grass is neat and tidy, not stinging at all, and it is more comfortable than a brocade bed.

But Mo Xiaohe looked at the nearby waterfalls and streams, the mountains and scattered courtyards in the distance, and he was lonely and lonely.

For he was not invited to go up the mountain, nor did he go up to the mountain himself.

Instead, he was carried up the mountain by the senior brothers and sisters, two grabbed their heads, four dragged their legs, five pushed their waists, and one drunkard touched their buttocks.

So Mo Xiaohe was full of questions.

The third senior brother had no reason, and he messed up with himself.

The twelve brothers and sisters lifted themselves up like this, and then threw them in the grass and let them go.

Mo Xiaohe was simple and rough enough, and he had no choice but to encounter a group of strange people.

So Mo Xiaohe could only look at the lake and mountains, at a loss.

Where to go, where to go, who to go to, and what?

I saw a fluttering figure in white clothes walking in the middle of the darkness and light, with fluttering clothes.

It was a young girl, who didn't look very old, walked with curly steps, and there was no impurity in her eyes, a bit like an ignorant little girl in the neighborhood.

But she is more beautiful than the girl next door.

No, it should be said that it is much prettier.

Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but admit that this little girl was a little better looking than her sister Mo Xiaoyan.

But looking at her ignorant eyes, she didn't have the fairy-like, intimidating aura of her sister who didn't dare to approach.

The little girl half-smiled and looked at Mo Xiaohe.

Mo Xiaohe didn't dare to look at the little girl. It's not that Mo Xiaohe is ashamed, but in the little girl's eyes, she seems to have seen through herself.

"Little junior brother, I know you're not ready to be a Cangsheng apprentice, are you?" the little girl finally spoke, her voice as crisp and tactful as the water of a stream. It's just that what she shouted in her mouth was Cangsheng, not the master.

Mo Xiaohe turned his head away and was silent. He was not used to a girl younger than him, so he actually called him junior brother.

"I don't know why, as soon as I saw you, I felt that you would be my little junior brother. ”

"Because I can read everyone's mind, even the master's mind, I can see half of it clearly. ”

"But your mind, I don't know very sure. ”

"I've always felt like you're not from the real realm at all. ”

"So you must be my junior brother. ”

The little girl's voice was a little anxious, "Little junior brother, you tell me, yes or no?"

Mo Xiaohe skimmed his face, glanced at the latter, and did not speak, so his attitude was noncommittal.

The little girl froze and said slowly, "If you don't speak, I can't be sure." But I can also speculate. ”

Looking at Cangsheng's heart, there seem to be more and more cracks in the real realm. Daxia Xia Zhenren is also becoming more and more like the little brother of Tianshu. ”

"So the last apprentice Cangsheng needs must be you. ”

Mo Xiaohe simply went back and still didn't reply, because he didn't understand it at all. The crack in the real realm, Xia Zhenren is the little brother of Tianshu, what does this have to do with him wanting to be an apprentice of Cangsheng? What does this have to do with him going back to Uncle Ying? Besides, when did he agree to be a cangsheng apprentice?

"This has nothing to do with you being a Cangsheng apprentice. ”

"You don't understand what I'm saying now, and that's okay. ”

"You are even doubting that you are a waste, and you are not worthy of being an apprentice of Cangsheng, it doesn't matter. ”

"Even if you don't want to be Cangsheng's apprentice, it doesn't matter. ”

The little girl suddenly rolled her eyes, a little naughty, "Because Cangsheng accepted Senior Sister as an apprentice, it took ten years for Senior Sister to call him a master." ”

"The second senior brother should be shorter, and when he saw that Cangsheng had a lot of money, he immediately called the master. ”

"The third senior brother has been for a long time, and it took thirty years before he was willing to call the master. ”

"You may have been longer, but you still have to shout. ”

The little girl patted Mo Xiaohe's shoulder, her hands were a little soft, a little thin, and a little fragrant with flowers, "Little junior brother, so you should accept your fate." ”

Mo Xiaohe only felt that his scalp was numb. What does that mean?

The little girl added, "Little junior brother, although the process is torture, the result will always be good." ”

Mo Xiaohe's neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes under his black hair stood up, a little hideous. What does it mean that the process is torture?

The little girl suddenly smiled, like a flower, "Little junior brother, don't be afraid, you have to come on, senior sister, I will be very gentle." ”

"But if you don't speak, lie here forever. ”

The little girl really turned her head and was going.

"Wait!"

Mo Xiaohe got up suddenly, "Tell me first, why do I want to be Cangsheng's apprentice?

He had a very strong feeling that if he didn't speak, this little girl would really leave him here.

"Little junior brother, if you are willing to speak, it means that your understanding is okay. ”

The little girl surnamed Jane Dan lifted her skirt and sat on the floor, "But the understanding is not enough." ”

"First of all, don't think about why, don't think about where the Kurasheng people are, these are not what you should think. You see, when you get here, you can't help it. ”

"Also, I will take you with you in the future, although I am younger than you, don't always treat me as a little girl in your heart, I am your thirteenth senior sister. ”

The little girl spoke very slowly, in a gentle tone, but in a firm language.

Mo Xiaohe came back to his senses in the snow white and red under the skirt, looked at the girl in front of him, and was speechless.

I can't understand anything, that's why I don't have words.

I don't say anything, but the other person seems to understand anything, so I don't have to say anything.

As if she had eaten the popsicle of her dreams, or bought the rouge she had missed for a long time, the little girl looked happy and smiled sweetly, "Although I can't see it clearly, I guessed correctly." ”

"You just sit here, finish reading all these books, and I'll accompany you down the mountain."

"If you can't finish watching it, junior brother, you will stay here forever. ”

The little girl dropped a dozen thick books with satisfaction, got up and walked away slowly.

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Under the flowers and grass all over the ground, Jian Dan looked at the mountains and walked all the way with his head down.

As Cangsheng's little female apprentice and the thirteenth apprentice, Jian Dan prefers rouge and lipstick, but never buys rouge and lipstick, let alone applies rouge and lipstick.

Because she has a habit of cleanliness and doesn't like anything slimy on her body.

She felt dirty, dirtier than the greasy thoughts of the world.

Jian Dan has a talent that no one else has, that is, she can read anyone's thoughts.

Because she can see the fluctuations of anyone's soul.

Human emotions and thoughts can be hidden on the face, but the soul fluctuations caused by emotions and thoughts cannot be hidden

Jian Dan happens to be able to see these fluctuations, and translate these regular and rhythmic fluctuations into high and low notes, and even into some kind of speech that she herself understands, so as to read the human mind.

He could understand half of the laws in Cangsheng's soul fluctuations.

But the soul fluctuations of the little junior brother Mo Xiaohe, she didn't understand it at all.

Because the soul of the little junior brother is torn apart, and the fluctuations are very vague.

What's more, the law of soul fluctuations of the little junior brother was different from anyone she had ever seen, different from the people in the Machine Spirit Country, and different from people outside the Machine Spirit Country. ，

And the people in the real realm are different.

Therefore, Mo Xiaohe's soul fluctuation law, for Jian Dan, is like a language that has never been seen before, and it needs to be relearned.

Therefore, Jian Dan always felt that the little junior brother was not a person in the real realm. Not even people from the world outside the realm of truth.

Therefore, Jian Dan dared to think that Mo Xiaohe was his little junior brother.

Therefore, if Jian Dan wants to understand the thoughts and emotions of the little junior brother, he can only guess by watching his soul fluctuations.

But Jian Dan was a little discouraged, when she was down the mountain, she looked at the little junior brother's soul fluctuations for a long time, and even forgot to stop the senior brother scolding the little junior brother and almost kicking the little junior brother, but she only felt a little bit of the pattern.

When the little junior brother wanted to ask why, his soul would fluctuate into a gourd shape. For example, just now, his soul was gourd-shaped most of the time. But Jian Dan could only guess that he was asking why, and he didn't know exactly what he was asking why.

Therefore, Jian Dan could only roughly know that the gourd-shaped soul fluctuation should be the little junior brother asking why he wanted to become a Cangsheng apprentice.

When the little junior brother likes and indulges, his soul fluctuates into a heart shape. For example, when Jian Dan lifted up the hem of his skirt and sat down just now, the little junior brother's soul not only fluctuated into a heart shape, but his eyes were also a little evasive, and a trace of possessiveness flashed on his face without taboo.

When the little junior brother is angry, his soul will fluctuate into a sword shape, which is exactly the same as the sword in the little junior brother's hand. For example, when the third senior brother was going to beat him today. But Jian Dan can only guess, not confirm. After all, with the temperament of the little junior brother, if someone wants to beat him, he should not have other emotions such as fear except for anger.

Jian Dan lowered his head and walked all the way, thinking about the law of soul fluctuations in the little junior brother all the way, but the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

Learning a new language is really hard.

But Jian Dan thought about it, and then he thought about it. I started to think about the rouge that went down the mountain, and I became happy.

Jian Dan is such a person, very simple.

She doesn't have anything she particularly likes, she doesn't particularly hate anything, everything is as it happens. If you encounter something you don't like, that's it, such as Yuan Shazi on Ambiguous Island.

She just walks around the world casually, eats two bites and looks at the coincidences she likes, and she won't be very sad if she has no money to buy it. If you don't like it, you don't like it, it's none of her business.

If you don't understand it, you let it go.

But Jian Dan walked inexplicably, and walked in front of the drunken third senior brother Feng Su.

Jian Dan, who had been silent all the way with his head down, finally spoke, "Third Senior Brother, can you help me beat up the little junior brother?"

The half-drunk little junior brother was full of sluggishness. When he scolded the little junior brother when he went down the mountain, Ming'er would definitely be beaten half to death by the senior sister, and the little junior sister asked him to beat him?

Jian Dan said the second sentence, "I want to know if the soul of the little junior brother fluctuates into a sword shape when he is angry. ”