Chapter 17: Figures in the Mist (1)

"Well, yes, you're quite acquainted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info My name is ......" The white-clothed disciple raised his head proudly, squinted at the sky, and slowly spit out two words, "Qin Shou." ”

When he heard this name, Lan Feng was stunned, his face slowly became ruddy, and out of politeness, he tried his best not to open his mouth.

Seeing that Lan Feng didn't speak, Qin Shou looked down at Lan Feng, and when he saw Lan Feng's expression, his brows furrowed, "What kind of expression do you have?"

Lan Feng was startled, his facial muscles slowly twisted, he really couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Shou scolded loudly.

Lan Feng laughed for a while, and finally relieved himself, Qin Shou was already extremely angry at this time, and the two goldfish eyes were so angry that they were about to fall out.

"There's nothing wrong with the beast, haha, I have a strange disease that attacks from time to time, yes...... Haha, sometimes you will laugh when you stand under the sun for a long time, please don't mind, Brother Beast, Rong ...... Senior Brother Rong, I will laugh a little longer. Hahahaha......" After Lan Feng finished speaking, he was already leaning forward and back with a smile, holding his stomach and squatting on the ground. Qin Shou, a beast, I really don't know what his parents think, they gave him such a name, and finally became his own senior brother, it's really weird, haha, it's so funny.

"Are you thinking of me as a fool? What kind of weird disease? You're clearly laughing at me. "Qin Shou is already thunderous.

Lan Feng finally stopped and looked at Qin Shou with an innocent expression.

Qin Shou's mood calmed down slightly, and he said disdainfully: "Master said, don't care about the opinions of others, my name is the most unique in the entire Chu Yunfeng, so that it will be remembered, and one day become a god, that is, a god with characteristics." I, Qin Shou, the leader of Chu Yunfeng in the future. It's your honor to be my junior brother!"

Lan Feng nodded yes again and again, and finally let Qin Shou dissipate his anger.

"Seeing that your attitude is so sincere, I won't let you recite this Tao Te Ching today, you go down, enter the door and turn right, it is Shang Shui Division. Qin Shou said leisurely.

Isn't this a trick on me? Alas, because of the master's words, prepare for a night. Whether or not to take the exam now is also a word from the apprentice, sad! Lan Feng shrugged helplessly.

Entering the main gate, it was a courtyard that was not big or small, and unlike the rest of Chu Yunfeng, the ground was not paved with bluestone. The wooden fence in the middle of the courtyard was full of various fairy herbs and elixirs, and some vine plants were too luxuriant, climbing out along the fence. The breeze is refreshing and refreshing.

Lan Feng took a deep breath, his gaze attracted by a fairy grass in the middle of the garden. All plants have green leaves, but this fairy grass is very unique, its leaves are half red and half purple, which is best described as purple and red, and if you look closely, you can vaguely see two green fruits hidden in the depths by the branches.

A thought flashed through Lan Feng's mind and disappeared in an instant. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "How could Chu Yunfeng have that kind of thing, it's really too much fiction." ”

He raised his eyes and looked to the right, and there was a quaint attic not far away, with three big characters written on the plaque, although it was not as good as the library in the university, but it was still magnificent. With expectant eyes, he strode over.

After entering the door, Lan Feng's expression became strange.

It was shrouded in fog and visibility was only five meters. The neat pure sandalwood bookshelves exude bursts of sandalwood. All the wooden tablets are neatly arranged, and in the mist, they look very mysterious.

The unknown ahead made Lan Feng feel great fear in his heart. The library of the Immortal Family is really not ordinary. Lan Feng cautiously paced forward, and faintly, he saw a vague figure.

"Who?" Lan Feng asked in a lost voice.

The figure didn't speak, but stood a short distance in front of him and smiled.

Lan Feng swallowed, his eyes staring at the figure with straight eyes, and he groped forward vigilantly.

"What's the matter, the senior brother and noble man are so forgetful, they don't remember me so soon?" said the figure suddenly.