After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Fang Yuan could feel that after he said this, he felt uncomfortable and doubtful, and the one who was the most angry was Junior Brother Zhao. He said angrily: "So what if you are Master Xiao's apprentice? You have seen the real Zhao Shi What kind? Can you tell the truth from the fake?"

Fang Yuan laughed in his heart, he can't tell the truth simply, but he saw that he had seen it before, and the scabbard was well put on the sword body, where did he get the second scabbard?

He still pretended to be very understanding, stretched out his hand, and asked, "May I have a look?"

Junior Brother Zhao hesitated for a moment, but handed the fake scabbard to Fang Yuan, who couldn't help but chuckled as soon as he held it in his hand.

Junior Brother Zhao asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Junior brother, let alone Zhao Shi's scabbard, even an ordinary scabbard wouldn't be so light?" From the appearance, this scabbard really looks like Zhao Shi, but it feels the same as the real scabbard. It's a thousand miles away.

Fang Yuan went on to say: "Two days ago, I went down the mountain with Master, and I was lucky enough to see Zhaoshijian once. The scabbard of the sword was on the sword body, and Zhaoshijian was like a piece of ice, from the sword body to the sword. The sheath exudes icy cold air, with your cultivation level, your hands will freeze after holding it for a while."

"If you don't believe me, just touch it. This is an ordinary piece of copper and iron." He said in detail, and soon someone turned around, and many people gathered around to touch it. Seeing this, Song Jian pulled him aside, admiring Said: "It's ok, you, you said it in a decent way, as if you have really seen it."

Fang Yuan felt bitter, he had really seen it before, but he smiled wryly and said, "It's a lie, of course you have to look good, it's not always written like that in the books."

Junior brother Zhao's stall was empty of people in a short while, and before he left, he was scolded a few times as a liar, Fang Yuan shook his head and left.He and Song Jian chatted without saying a word, and Song Jian asked him: "What did you encounter when you went down the mountain?"

Fang Yuan tugged at the small rope on his belt, tugging it in his hand, a little bored, he said, "Meet a few lunatics."

Before he could say a few words, a little junior sister came rushing over. She was pretty and had two dimples when she smiled. She ran over from behind and grabbed Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan turned his head, and she handed a letter paper in front of him. , and asked: "Brother Fang Yuan, I heard that you are Master Xiao's apprentice. I just bought a letter from Master Xiao. Can you help me identify the authenticity?"

Fang Yuan frowned. He took the letter paper and looked at it. It said: I miss you when you walk, and you miss you when you sit.

Crooked, ugly and uncomfortable.

"Fake," Fang Yuan said helplessly, "and it's even more fake than that scabbard."

If Xiao Zijun could write such a sentence on paper, he would dare to write Fang Yuan's name upside down.

"How much did you buy?" Fang Yuan asked her.

"I exchanged it with a night pearl."

Just as Fang Yuan was feeling sorry for that luminous pearl, another person ran over... I don't know if it was a senior sister or a senior sister. She was tall and thick, and she was almost as tall as Fang Yuan. She stretched out her hand and said, "Fang Yuan Brother, this is Uncle Xiao's ring, help me identify it."

"Fake." Fang Yuan knew without looking, he had never seen Master wearing any ring.

This time it felt like something was out of control. Xiao Zijun’s jade pendant, sword manual, heart decision, and belt all came out. It was no accident that they were all fakes. Fang Yuan couldn’t help but asked Song Jian: "Is it my illusion? Is it the Xiaoshan Fair or the Xiao Zijun Fair?"

This time it was Song Jian's turn to be surprised: "It's like this every year, did you only know this year?"

Maybe he didn't notice it before, it's too exaggerated, he said, "I haven't noticed, but my master only has those few accessories, I feel like he's almost broke, how can there be so many things for sale on the Internet, As for those mental techniques of calligraphy and painting, it is even more impossible."

But this moment woke Fang Yuan up a little bit, he thought to himself, even if this fake sells so well, if he gets a real one, wouldn't he be rich?

Thinking about it, where can he get a real deal?

Song Jian said that he was going to buy some nourishing spiritual energy, so he left Fang Yuan alone.Fang Yuan was happy and at ease, strolled for a while, and when it was almost noon, everyone went to eat, only the spectators and scattered people were left on the school grounds, Fang Yuan saw standing in front of a booth at a glance Xuanwen.

"Brother." Fang Yuan called him.

Xuanwen turned his head and saw Fang Yuan standing not far away, "Xiao Yuan."

"Why did senior brother come here? It's almost closed."

"Elder Qingbeard came to me in the morning and told me about my disciple's trip down the mountain in a few days, because Master and the others can't participate, this time Song Jian and I may be the ones who brought you."

The relationship is good, the master is not here, the senior brother leads the team, this experience is absolutely perfect, Fang Yuan said: "The senior brother will definitely be the leader, where are you going this time?"

"Jiangbei."

Fang Yuan's smile froze on his face.Jiangbei, Fang Yuan's hometown, has never been back since his family had an accident when he was 12 years old. He is so familiar with these two words silently in his heart.He wanted to go back and take a look countless times, but there was nothing there. The Fang family, his parents, Uncle Chen who was in charge, Mrs. Wu who often cooked for him, and a white dog named Ah Hei he once raised. The dog is gone, and it is meaningless to go back.

"What's wrong?" Knowing that Fang Yuan grew up in Jiangbei, Xuanwen asked softly, seeing that Fang Yuan grew up in Jiangbei, "Do you miss home?"

Aside from these memories, Fang Yuan is still the same Fang Yuan. When he came back to his senses, he smiled heartlessly: "No, let's go to dinner. I heard that Master Ling Chef has recently served a new dish. Brother invited me to eat it. ?”

Xuanwen patted his head and said with a smile, "Okay, senior brother treats you, let's go."

Daoist Ling Chef recently created a new dish. It is said that in order for all the Xiaoshan disciples who passed by here to see it, he specially put up a huge banner on the second floor of the cafeteria, and it was designed and handwritten by him. Fang Yuan and When Xuan heard about it, he looked up, and the rumor did not deceive me.

On the second floor, there are big words: sweet and sour wild ginseng mushroom, welcome to taste.

Fang Yuan's stomach churns, feeling a little bad, he grabbed Xuan Wen: "Well, brother, why don't we eat at another restaurant? The younger brother of the Taoist Master Ling Chef next to him is not bad at cooking."

"Come here, let's go in and have a taste. After all, it's also the painstaking effort of the Taoist Master Lingchu."

Xuanwen has always been good friends with all the elders in Xiaoshan. When everyone mentions him, they are full of praise. They say that he is worthy of being taught by Xiao Zijun. Give him an extra piece.

So when Xuanwen led Fang Yuan in, Taoist Master Ling's face was full of joy, and he immediately gave Xuanwen a large plate of sweet and sour wild ginseng mushrooms. The two found a chair and sat down. Can't do it.

Fang Yuan has never liked to eat wild ginseng mushrooms. It is a unique mushroom in Xiaoshan. It can absorb a small amount of spiritual energy during the growth process. It is very nourishing for people who practice Taoism. disciples to pick.But the taste of wild ginseng mushrooms is very subtle, not only extremely bitter, but also the bitterness can last for a long time in the mouth, sweet and sour wild ginseng mushrooms are basically equivalent to sweet and sour bitter gourd, it is simply the taste of life.

Fang Yuan took a sip, smacked his lips, and pushed the plate towards Xuanwen: "Brother, eat more."

Then I asked for a bowl of ordinary tomato beef brisket noodles, and I was very happy.

On the contrary, Xuanwen, as if he had lost his sense of taste, did not dislike this dish, and ate it bite by bite.

"Xiaoyuan, did you see anything good this morning?" Xuanwen asked him suddenly.

Fang Yuan swallowed, he said yesterday that he would buy a sword for Xuan Wen, but after looking at a few, it was not suitable, and he didn't have enough money for the suitable one. After all, he was not willing to spend that bead. Pulled to crack down on counterfeiting, he felt a little guilty and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I said I'd buy you a sword, but the money... doesn't seem to be enough."

The corner of Xuanwen's mouth curled up when he heard this, and he said gently: "You misunderstood, I mean, if you like something, the senior brother can give it to you."

"No need, brother," Fang Yuan thought for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, "However, I would like to ask you to borrow some money." After speaking, he seemed to be short of something, and added: "I will pay you back tomorrow."

Xuanwen untied his money bag directly, and threw it all to Fang Yuan: "You are polite to me."

Fang Yuan weighed a bag full of silver, and said, "I don't need so much money."

"You take it first, maybe you will see something, and you will pay me back when you have money."

Fang Yuan collected the money bag, smiled at Xuan Wen, and said in his heart that senior brother is so kind!

After the meal time, the number of people on the school grounds increased one after another. Fang Yuan dragged Xuanwen to a booth. To women, there are so many things to see.

"Xiao Yuan, are you short of a hair band?" Xuan Wen looked at Fang Yuan suspiciously. He was picking and choosing in front of the booth, hesitating between white and light blue.

"Ah...I..." Fang Yuan was absent-minded and only focused on picking out his hairband.

When the stall owner saw it, he bragged about it: "My hairband is made of snow-capped silkworm silk, which is elegant and smooth. The two senior brothers are so handsome, so they must look good when you buy them."

Fang Yuan still picked out a white one, but it wasn't pure white, it was embroidered with golden auspicious patterns, and said to the stall owner, "That's it."

"Didn't I remember that you never used a light-colored headband? You said it was too simple and elegant." Xuanwen saw that he took the white one, and felt suspicious.

"Oh, I bought it for Master." Fang Yuan paid the money, folded the new headband neatly, raised his head, looked at Xuanwen and stared at him.

"What's wrong? Look at me like that?"

"You want to give Master a hairband?"

"It's not a gift, it's an exchange." Fang Yuan couldn't help but chuckle when he thought of his little plan, feeling that he was about to get rich.

Xuanwen didn't know what his plan was, but he could tell from the smirk on his face that he was going to play a new trick again.

Sure enough, Fang Yuan played a new trick. He got up early the next morning, borrowed the kitchen from Master Ling Chef, fried a poached egg, and cooked a bowl of porridge—the only thing he knew how to cook. After finishing the things, I went to find Xiao Zijun with them.

The author has something to say: Note: I think about you when I walk, and I think about you when I sit.A sentence from Tang Yin's "A Plum Blossom Rain Beats the Pear Blossom Closed Closed": "Looking at the sky at dawn and looking at the clouds at dusk, thinking about you when you walk, and thinking about you when you sit." I just thought of it when I wrote it. This article is empty, please don't pay attention~