In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Tang Xin supported her chin with one hand and read a book with the other, while the three children continued to eat quietly.

Yu Chuchu and Chen Nianyun didn't eat much, a bowl of clear porridge and two side dishes were enough.

Lin Xiaolu has a big appetite, and there are three Baiwei chickens, two yellow croakers, and several bowls of rice in front of him naturally.

Yu Chuchu drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and suddenly looked expectantly at Tang Xin and asked, "Senior Sister Tang, it will take a few days to recruit disciples, then we are free these few days, can we go out to play, I want to go out with Brother Nianyun .”

Hearing this, Tang Xin tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked at Lin Xiaolu who started to eat the second chicken leg.

"Little ghost, do you want to go out and play?"

"I don't want to." Lin Xiaolu pouted and shook his head: "I want to exercise, the boss said, the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

Tang Xin was a little surprised when he heard that, this naughty kid didn't want to go out to play?

She chuckled and said: "You guys come out this time, it's okay to play occasionally, but the senior sister is responsible for you, so we have to do everything together.

It just so happens that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival in the world, and there will be a lantern show in the evening, so we can go out to watch the lanterns together. "

"Wow~"

Yu Chuchu's eyes brightened immediately, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival! I almost forgot!"

Chen Nianyun was also slightly delighted, they had been cultivating in Emei for so long that they no longer remembered the mortal festivals.

Both children looked very happy, even Tang Xin couldn't help smiling.

And just when the three people, one big, two small, were chatting and laughing about where to go to play tomorrow, a silly voice suddenly sounded.

"Mid-Autumn Festival... what is it?"

In the bright wing room, Tang Xin, Yu Chuchu, and Chen Nianyun all looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise.

"Xiao Lu, don't you know about Mid-Autumn Festival?" Tang Xin stared at her beautiful eyes in surprise.

Lin Xiaolu opened his big eyes, filled with bewilderment.

"Pfft, hahahaha, you don't even know about the Mid-Autumn Festival, how stupid are you?" Yu Chuchu laughed and mocked, "Oh~ where did you and your sister come from? I laughed so hard Hahahaha~"

Yu Chuchu laughed so hard that she could hardly straighten her waist, her words were full of contempt, which made Tang Xin frowned and turned to look at her.

Yu Chuchu hadn't reacted yet, she was still smiling from ear to ear, until Chen Nianyun pulled her sleeves before she came back to her senses, she quickly stopped smiling and stopped talking, just looked at the boy with mocking eyes.

Chen Nianyun glanced at Lin Xiaolu cautiously, he was slightly relieved when he saw that he was not angry, and asked curiously, "Have you and Xiao Yuer never celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"No." With his mouth full of food, the boy continued to ask vaguely, "What is Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival to play with friends!" Tang Xin directly interrupted Chen Nianyun, and said to Lin Xiaolu with a smile: "Xiaolu, on Mid-Autumn Festival, people will go to the street with their friends to play, and then enjoy Moon, eat moon cakes together."

"Oh~" Lin Xiaolu nodded in a sudden realization, and then felt a little depressed. Dongfangdan went home, and he won't be back until the day after tomorrow, and he doesn't seem to have any friends around him. Raksha hag...should be counted as one, right?

No, it doesn't count, it counts as half at most, she beat herself in Tongyao Peak last time, and after the beating she asked herself if she was happy, and when she saw her, her head hurt.

But since it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's go see the world and tell my sister about it later.

After dinner, the children went back to their respective rooms led by the guards of Honglu Temple.

The guards here are very awed by these immortal cultivators in Emei, just like the guards who entertained Lin Xiaolu, they did not show contempt at all because of his young age, but respectfully like a slave, they only dared to lower their heads to talk to him the whole time, and did not dare to talk to him. Dare to look up at him.

This made him very uncomfortable, and he didn't like this feeling very much.

"Shangxian Lin, this is your bedroom." The tall guard led him to a luxurious wing room, lowered his head and respectfully said: "If there is anything needed, Shangxian can summon the humble official at any time, and the humble official will always guard the room." Outside the door."

Lin Xiaolu scratched his head, and thanked the uncle in front of him who was twenty years older than himself.

The guard was slightly surprised when he heard the thank you, but didn't speak.

Entering the magnificent room in the wing, Lin Xiaolu wandered around, thinking that there was nothing special about it, but the mung bean cake on the table was delicious, he ate several pieces, and only stuffed his little mouth until he ate it. Halfway through, he suddenly seemed to remember something, ran out of the wing with short legs, and found the guards outside.

The guard was on guard at night, and when he saw Lin Xiaolu coming out, he was slightly taken aback, and just about to speak, Lin Xiaolu asked with an expectant expression:

"Uncle, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

The guard blinked, then lowered his head and replied: "Hui Lin Shangxian, the villain is a sixth-rank official. He is a member of the Imperial Forest Army. He has learned some martial arts and sword skills in the army."

Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, he took the guard's hand and ran into the house, this made the guard so nervous that he didn't dare to break free, so he could only allow himself to be pulled into the house by Lin Xiaolu.

"Come on, uncle, sit here." After entering the room, Lin Xiaolu asked the guard to sit at a table, and then sat opposite him, poking his head and happily saying, "Uncle, what martial arts do you know?"

The guard was a little confused, not knowing why Lin Xiaolu asked this question, he answered honestly: "When I was young, I had roughly learned kite turning, lying on the ground, Tai Chi, and after I joined the army, I mainly learned sword and spear skills in the army. "

"Wow~ You have learned so many martial arts~" Lin Xiaolu exclaimed, with admiration written all over his face: "Uncle, your martial arts must be good, and you are so tall and big. In the future, you will rob your house, ah no, it's your protection." Jiaweiguo, you must be a good hand."

Hearing this, the guard with his head down pursed his lips. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He could only suppress his smile and said respectfully, "Thank you Shangxian for your compliment."

"Hey~" Lin Xiaolu laughed foolishly, then leaned on the table, blinking his big eyes full of aura and begged: "Uncle, I want to learn martial arts with you, look..."

"My subordinates dare not!"

The guard was startled when he heard that, he got off the seat, and then knelt down on one knee in front of Lin Xiaolu with a "plop", and said in a trembling voice:

"Shangxian Lin, I'm just a martial artist, I'm definitely not your opponent, please spare my life!"

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback by the guard's reaction, and quickly explained: "Uncle, it's just an ordinary sparring session, you don't have to worry, I won't tell the emperor, I swear."

However, the guard didn't listen at all, and said in horror:

"Shangxian don't play tricks on lowly officials. Immortals and ordinary people are separated. How can ordinary people in lowly positions be the opponents of Shangxian? Although Shangxian is young, he is a person who cultivates immortals. His life span can reach thousands of years. You can use it casually A spiritual method, with a magic weapon, can make the humble official die without a place to bury him, how dare the humble official take action against the immortal!"

After listening to the guard's words, Lin Xiaolu was completely stunned. He stared blankly at the tall and burly man in front of him, unable to speak for a while.

He really didn't expect this uncle to be so scared.

Why is he afraid?Why should he be afraid of a warrior?

The eight-year-old boy couldn't understand why a martial artist, a person who practiced martial arts with strong bones, could be so afraid of immortal cultivators to such an extent!

With a simple mind, he suddenly felt very angry, looked at the guard and said:

"Uncle, what are you doing!

You are a warrior, why are you so afraid of me? Is it because I am from Emei?

I've said it's just an ordinary exchange, you, you don't need to do this. "

Lin Xiaolu couldn't tell why she was angry, but she just felt aggrieved for no reason, so aggrieved!

This is the first time he has seen a mortal martial artist since he practiced martial arts. Although he is working in the mortal court, he may not be a complete martial arts practitioner, but he is also a martial arts practitioner after all, so how can he be so afraid! "

Shouldn't warriors be fearless?

I am just an eight-year-old child, so just because I am from the Cultivation Sect, do warriors have to bow down to me?

Is this worthy of the hard-working martial arts!

In the room, the guard didn't answer Lin Xiaolu's question, just kept kneeling like that, as if it was only right and proper.

Lin Xiaolu jumped off the stool and wanted to help him up, but he immediately said tremblingly: "Shangxian, Shangxian, please don't embarrass me anymore, I don't dare! I really don't dare!"