Chapter 4

Why does a dignified master "visit" the big brother?

Cheng Qian and Han Yuan were both at a loss, and the master had to explain without worrying about the world being in chaos: "Don't worry about it, your senior brother is quite careless, and you don't need to be afraid of him, just be like a master. "

Wait, what is "like a teacher"?

In short, Master Mu Chun successfully turned the shallow mist on the heads of the two little disciples into a thick puddle.

After passing the mountain gate, a few Taoist boys followed the sound of Lingling water and greeted them.

The Dao Boys are seventeen or eighteen in the old and thirteen or fourteen in the small. All of them are beautiful and beautiful, like a group of golden boys under the seat of the gods, elegantly dressed and without wind.

Needless to say, Han Yuan, who was stunned, even Cheng Qian, who had been quite arrogant all the way, also subtly gave birth to a little self-consciousness.

Because of this self-consciousness, Cheng Qian spontaneously resisted. He subconsciously tensed his face, straightened his back, and firmly concealed his curiosity and ignorance.

The leading Taoist boy saw the real Mu Chun from a distance, but before anyone arrived, he had already laughed, and said in a rather casual manner: "Where has the head traveled again this time, how did he make it look like he was fleeing from the desert— Hey, what's this... Where did you kidnap the little boy?"

Cheng Qian broke apart and smashed the cordial greeting word by word in his heart, but he couldn't extract a little bit of respect from it. It seemed that the Daotong was not greeting "the head of the house", but "Uncle Han from the neighboring village" or something.

Real Master Mu Chun didn't take it seriously, and even showed a slightly absent-minded smile on his face, pointing at Cheng Qian and Han Yuan and said, "My new disciple is still young, please let me settle down."

Daotong smiled and said, "Where to settle down?"

"Bring this to the South Courtyard," Mu Chunzhen pointed at Han Yuan casually, and then he lowered his head, either intentionally or unintentionally, and faced Shang Cheng's bottom-up gaze. There is inherent restraint, and there are some subtle and unfamiliar panics about the unfamiliar environment.

The stern smile on the corner of Real Mu Chun's mouth suddenly subsided. After a while, he pointed to Cheng Qian's whereabouts with an almost solemn attitude: "Let Cheng Qian live in the side pavilion."

"Bian Pavilion" is not a pavilion, but a small courtyard with a very remote location. It means living in isolation. On one side of the courtyard wall is a small stream passing by quietly, and on the other side is a large bamboo forest, which is extremely quiet. .

The bamboo forest has been here for a few years, and even the past breeze can dye it a green color.

There are two ever-bright lanterns hanging at the entrance of the courtyard, which are also engraved with spells, but they are much more elegant than the "heirloom" of the Cheng family. There is a plaque in the middle with the words "Qing An" written on it.

It seems that the word "Fuyao" and Yamaguchi came from the same person.

The Taoist boy who led Cheng Qian's way was named Xueqing. He was about the same age as Cheng Qian's eldest brother. Xueqing was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He was quite handsome on closer inspection, but his facial features were a little dull. The most inconspicuous one among the children, he is also taciturn and doesn't seem to be very pushy.

"This is the side pavilion on our mountain, also known as Qing'an Ju. I heard that the head of the family lived here before, but it was vacated and used as a restaurant." Xue Qing explained gently, "Uncle Third Master knows what it is. Zhaitang?"

Cheng Qian didn't really know, but he still pretended not to care and nodded, and followed Xueqing into the small courtyard. There was a small pond in the middle of the courtyard, and the black elm tray below was engraved with a spell. , it must have some fixed effect - the water in the pond does not flow or flow, and it does not move.

But when he got closer, Cheng Qian realized that it wasn't a pond, but a big rare gem.

The stone was neither jade nor emerald, the tentacles were cold, and there was a little blue in the dark green, a kind of cold and deep tranquility.

Cheng Qian had never seen such a rare object, and even though he didn't want to look like a country bumpkin, he couldn't help but stare at it for a while.

Xueqing said: "I don't know what this thing is, but we all call it the Qingxin Stone. The head found it. In the past, he often used it to copy scriptures when he was fasting. With it, the yard would be much cooler in summer."

Cheng Qian couldn't help but pointed to the talisman on the elm tray and asked, "Brother Xueqing, what is the purpose of this talisman?"

Xue Qing didn't seem to expect Cheng Qian to be so polite to him, and after a moment of stunned he replied, "Uncle Third, don't break me - this is not a spell."

Cheng Qian glanced at him, and Xue Qing strangely read a bit of restrained doubt in his eyes. This young man's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and compared with the other one picked up by the head, he seemed more refined.

Xue Qing didn't know how to describe it. He could actually see that the child was not of high background, and he didn't necessarily read any books, but he seemed to be trying to make himself a handsome gentleman. Know what face to use to resemble people.

Simply put, it's a bit of posturing—and posturing with no target and no imitation.

People who are usually pretentious can't help but make people feel a little annoying, even if it's just a child, but for some reason, Xueqing doesn't hate Cheng Qian, but pity him inexplicably, so he replied slowly and softly: "Third Shishu, Xueqing He's just a servant with poor qualifications, taking care of the master and the junior uncles. The way of spells is extensive and profound. Those of us, who don't even understand the fur, just listened to the master's words and came back. It's just a tongue-in-cheek, young master, go ask the sect master or my family... your senior brother."

Cheng Qian keenly heard the word "my family", and then thought of the attitude of these Dao boys towards the headmaster, which was more than respectful and respectful, and became more and more puzzled.

Xueqing quickly brought him familiar with the furnishings in the Qing'an Residence, and hurriedly served him to wash away the dust, changed him into decent clothes, and cleaned up inside and out, and then led him again. come out.

Cheng Qian maintained his timid image, and asked Xue Qing about who the eldest brother was. I learned that his senior brother's surname is Yan, called Yan Zhengming, and he was born rich.

How rich is it? He was a poor boy who had no concept of "rich and honor", and the so-called "rich and honorable" people he had met were only the kings of the village. Married the third concubine, in Cheng Qian's view, she is already rich and noble.

I heard that when Yan Zhengming was seven years old, he didn't know why he ran away from home, and was picked up by their cunning master... a wily master, who had a discerning eye.

The old liar opened his tongue and succeeded in abducting the senior brother, who was still young at the time, who did not know the dangers of the world, and became a great disciple.

But the young master of the Yan family was lost, and the family was naturally anxious, and they lost their strength to find Yan Zhengming, who had fallen into the wrong path - Young Master Yan did not know whether he was injected with ecstasy by Mu Chun, or simply because he did not want to learn well. , anyway, he was fascinated, he refused to go home, he insisted on staying with the master to practice.

This young master has been spoiled since he was a child. Of course, the Yan family can't watch their Jiaoer suffer hardships with a swindler who is like a grass-roots team. After several times of wrangling unsuccessfully, they have to compromise and pay to raise this school. Quan should be raising a show for the young master. Team play.

There are many types of cultivation sects in the world, but there are very few genuine famous sects and demons, and most of the sects in Kyushu are wild sects.

Cheng Qian calculated in his heart, like the Fuyao sect, a sect that has a rich family to support and survive with a little face, can probably be called a "poultry sect".

Therefore, he can understand that their senior brother is not only a senior brother, he also has many roles such as "the parents of the sect", "the gold master of the sect" and "the great disciple of the Fuyao faction". A jiāo chair, even the master has to flatter.

As for the first chair himself - Cheng Qian knew it when he saw it, he was an indescribable prodigal.

The four words "arrogant and extravagant yín yi", except that the elder brother was fifteen years old at that time, he did not have the courage to "yín", and the remaining three words "arrogant", "luxury" and "yi", he was one who did not fall, and sat all over the place. True.

For the first time, Master Mu Chun led a pair of young disciples who had washed and cleaned up to Young Master Yan, and that Young Master was combing his hair—it wasn't that the old master was confused and ignorant of etiquette. Excuse me, but the big brother has to comb his hair many times a day.

Fortunately, he is still young, and he is not afraid of combing into alopecia areata.

The person who is qualified to comb the hair of the eldest brother must first be a woman, not too young or too big, not to be unattractive in appearance, not to have any indecent smell, and she should be combing her hair and smelling incense all day long. If you don't do it, your hands must be soft, white as jade, and there should be no unpleasant cocoons.

Dao boys like Xueqing were originally slaves of the Yan family, so they carefully selected a group and sent them to the mountain for the sect to drive.

The young master doesn't need to be polite about his personal affairs. heard that it is because he doesn't like men very much and thinks that they are clumsy. Therefore, all the little girls who stay in the courtyard to serve personally are all little girls, which makes his courtyard always colorful.

Before entering the door, Cheng Qian secretly stared at Master's goatee for a long time, and came to a conclusion: Master's beard was combed with a comb.

On the way here, Xue Qing said that the real Mu Chun arranged for him to live in the Qing'an residence to calm his mind and calm his mind. Seeing the three words "Renou Township", a heart finally settled in his stomach - it seems that it is not that he is uneasy, but that the master is always confused.

On one side, Han Yuan acted coquettishly and took ignorance as fun, and asked, "Master, what is written on the door of the big brother?"

Mu Chun touched his beard and read it to him, and Han Yuan asked again with a frown, "Does this mean to encourage senior brother to be gentle in the future?"

Mu Chun heard this, and exclaimed in shock, "You must not let your senior brother hear this."

Cheng Qian and Han Yuan saw that the head of Tangtang was holding his tail like a bereaved dog, and they thought together with a rare understanding: "This is simply unreasonable, disregarding the principles of heaven and ethics!"

The two of them thought like this, looked at each other, and both saw the shock on the other's face, so they hurriedly followed the master to pick up their tails and learned the first skill of the sect - the magic trick of pinching the tail.

In fact, the first time Cheng Qian saw his senior brother, he was shocked.

The man's appearance was still green, but his arrogance was extremely high. He was dressed in a snow-white satin robe with dark lines embroidered on it that no one could see. He leaned back on the back of the carved chair as if he was boneless, his eyelids half-drooped, his chin resting on one hand, and his loose hair was like splashing ink.

When Yan Zhengming heard the voice, he raised his eyelids indifferently, and the corners of his eyes swept away like light ink, long and warped, sweeping out a arrogant yīn softness for no reason. When he saw the master, he didn't mean to stand up at all, he sat firmly on the chair, opened his mouth slowly, and asked, "Master, you went out and picked up two more things and came back? "

He seems to have grown up later than others, and the taste of youth in his voice has not had time to fade away, and with a little coquettish tone, it sounds more safe to tell whether I am male or female.

It's just that his mother has to be righteous and assertive, so it doesn't seem to be in violation of any gender.

The old man in charge accompanied his smiling face, dawdled his hands, and introduced: "Oh, this is your third junior brother Cheng Qian, and this is your fourth junior brother Han Yuan. They are all still young and ignorant. In the future, as a senior brother, you need to help more. Master give some advice to them."

When Yan Zhengming heard Han Yuan's name, his long eyebrows twitched and his face seemed to twitch. He half-opened his eyes and glanced at his freshly-baked fourth junior brother, then quickly turned his eyes away, as if Eyes were stained.

"Han Yuan?" Senior Brother seemed to be dissatisfied, and commented slowly, "As expected, he is as his name suggests, and he looks a little wronged."

Han Yuan's face was already pale and blue.

Yan Zhengming threw him aside and turned to Cheng Qian.

"That kid," he said, "come here and I'll see."

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