Advise Qingshan

Ye Zhuo was talking about digging bamboo, but in fact he took Wen Xing there for some reason, wasting his whole afternoon in vain, and he didn't finish it until the sunset.

In the words of Ta Ling: Those who know know that the emperor is picking bamboo, but those who don't know think that he is the emperor's draft. With this time, the personal eunuch can be selected for several rounds.

Xianjun is talking about love and shoveling the ground, the clothes on his body are dirty, and Xiaquan Miyamoto has no residence for Wen Xing, Ye Zhu suggested

"Do you want to go down the mountain to play?"

Wen Xing nodded, "En."

Coincidentally, Ye Zhuo named his own peak Qiushan, and the nearest town below is actually called 'Chunshan Town', as if he wanted to fight against him.Ye Zhuo inquired around and knew that Chunshan was not referring to theirs, but a lower hill to the east of the town. He looked around and saw that there were just four mountains around the town, so he asked Wen Xing with his fingers.

"When the time comes, we will wrap up the four mountains and join them for spring, summer, autumn and winter?"

——A good immortal chooses a residence, and the elegant things are told to him as if a bandit occupies a mountain and becomes king, and the next second he should attack the city and pull out the stronghold, rape and plunder, and take the four-bedroom wife in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Elder Xuesong deserved to bully Shuang Saixue by nature, and expressed his attitude without hesitation, "Well, you can do it if you want."

Forget it, he has to add "I have a lot of money."

It's true, when Wen Xing was in the White Prison, he still had the title of elder, and his salary was still paid, and the spirit stones in the world of cultivating immortals were always valuable, so when they got it in the world of the human world, Elder Wen could be regarded as wealthy.

It's a pity that these words sounded to Ye Zhuo's ears, it was like a dandy implying that the chick in the brothel wanted to take him in/raise him.

Xianjun coughed, originally wanted to tease his apprentice, but accidentally teased him, and hurriedly yelled, "You are rich, and I am rich, and why do I need four mountains? I can't sleep .”

Wen Xing didn't understand Ye Zhuo's implication at all, and he didn't see his red neck. He blinked and said, "I thought you would be very happy because there are many mountains and houses. Qiushan is a bit small."

Ye Zhuo "..."

Although Qiushan is not that big in Xiaquan Palace, and covers an area of ​​three to five hundred mu, it is actually small in Wen Xing's view.

In fact, according to Xianjun's selfishness, he really hoped that the house would be smaller, and it would be better if he and Wen Xing bowed their heads and didn't look up to see each other, and even bumped into each other in the corridor.

Ye Zhuo complained half-truthfully, "The two of us occupy only a small area, and it's not that big when we chop it up and spread it out. How big do you think it is enough to live in?"

Wen Xing did not hesitate, "Mingguang Hall is big enough to live in."

Ye Zhuo "..."

——This unlucky apprentice got into a fight with Mingguang Palace for no reason.

He tried to reason, "But I heard that the Mingguang Palace is not for living. Isn't that a place for immortals to discuss things with their disciples?"

Wen Xing was silent for two seconds, suddenly a little annoyed, he quickly walked past Ye Zhuo without looking back, and said unreasonably, "The Mingguang Palace is only big enough to live in!"

Ye Zhuo "..."

Wen Xing's fierce reaction was the first time Ye Zhuo saw it, he was silent, and then said, "Well, what you said is right."

At this time, the twilight was falling, Wen Xing walked ahead, Ye Zhuo followed for a while, and decisively pulled up his sleeves, "It's getting late, let's find a place to live."

According to the common plot in the storybook, the lonely man and the widow came out to stay overnight in the middle of the night, and Xiao Er would tell them wittily, "Guest officer, there is only one room." Then the lonely man and the widow looked at each other, secretly delighted , and then complained sanctimoniously that there were no other shops within a radius of ten miles, and the two of them stayed in the shop ecstatically and sighing.

However, a storybook is just a storybook after all.

The boss gave them two keys with little interest.

Ye Zhu still wanted to struggle to the death, but in order not to be too deliberate, he still accepted the key in an embarrassing manner.

But at the critical moment, Immortal Chongning really lived up to his reputation as the illegitimate son of Heaven, and he could always get what he wanted. He glanced aimlessly, and unexpectedly saw an acquaintance outside the door.

Ye Zhuo waved wildly, "Jian Qing, Jian Bai, go down the mountain to buy, come quickly!"

Xiaquan Mountain does not grow vegetables or produce rice, but the young disciples still need them, so they still need porters for vegetables and rice. Jian Qing and Jian Bai's cultivation level just happen to be natural coolies. Together.

Jian Qing jumped over the threshold and said in surprise, "What a coincidence."

He gestured to Xiao Er, "Two more rooms."

Xiao Er raised his eyelids and glanced at the four of them, then dragged out his voice, "Sorry, there are only three rooms."

Ye Zhuo was overjoyed, "God help me."

It's a pity that there are always people who are not so upright.

I just heard Jian Qing say ah, and thought very considerately for Ye Zhuo, "You two are both seniors, why don't you sleep alone, and my brother and I will share one room. We often slept together when we were young."

Ye Zhuo "..."

He gritted his teeth and could only say "OK."

However, while he was regretful, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, anyone who knows Xianjun knows that Ye Zhuo is famous all over the world. He seems to be passing by thousands of flowers, but in fact he floats there on the wind. He is afraid that the flower thorns will kill him. , What is good at is to talk about wars on paper from the script, the actual combat experience is infinitely close to zero, at most, follow the script and draw the gourd.No, before he took any action, he eagerly rolled down the ladder Jian Qing handed him.

Into the night,.Ye Zhuo rested for a while, leaning against the head of the bed bored, feeling a little delicate.

He leaned on the back of the chair in a daze, and remembered that Wen Xing covered him with a quilt in the middle of the night in Jingzhou City. Elder Xue Song lived a cold life, and his body temperature was lower than ordinary people, but the quilt he covered was still warm and scalding. Ye Ju wanted to shrink in but couldn't come out.

He turned over and thought aimlessly that when he came down from the autumn mountain earlier, he could already see the foundations built by the craftsmen. He thought it would take a few days for the palace on the mountain to be completely repaired.According to the rules of the elders, at least it would be a courtyard where he entered and exited frequently, and he would not have the chance to sleep with Wen Xing while licking his face.

He sighed, his crooked mind became more and more crooked, and he went out to ask Xiao Er to pour the bath water.

This inn is expensive, and Xiao Er is also very fast. After a while, he fetched water. He half sat on the bed, holding the quilt, not knowing what to think, suddenly lowered his voice, and asked Xiao Er, "Can you change the bed?" Quilt?"

Xiaoer ouched, "Of course it's ok, sir, it's been cold for the past two days, so I'll go get some thick ones for you."

Ye Zhuo didn't take the usual route, he was afraid that Wen Xing next door would hear him, so he lowered his voice, "No, I mean, is there any thin ones?"

Xiaoer saw that he was acting like a thief, so he couldn't help but lowered his voice. The two of them came and went, quite like two spies giving a secret code, "Yes, we are a big shop. If there is nothing, you want to love it." It can also be used as a quilt, but the guest officer has been quite cold recently, so be careful to get sick from the cold. "

Ye Zhuo tricked Wen Xing over with the cold that could no longer freeze, and said repeatedly, "It's better to be thinner, it's better to be thinner."

He slept under a thin quilt for a while, when he heard the sound of the third watch drum yelling outside, Ye Zhuo felt that he was almost freezing, so he put on his coat and went to knock on Wen Xing's door.

Wen Xing hadn't slept yet, and the warm yellow light of the candle could be seen through the white paper. Ye Zhuo knocked on the door. Wen Xing's clothes were still in order. When he saw him, he seemed to be taken aback, and asked him, "What's the matter?"

Ye Jue sneezed in a timely manner, "It's too cold."

As soon as he sneezed, Wen Xing's face changed immediately, Ye Jue's vision blurred, he felt a quilt poured down on his head and face, Wen Xing grabbed his shoulders, and without any explanation, he was forced onto the bed.

"Hey!" Ye Zhu fell on his back, pushing Wen Xing's arm, "Why, I still have something to say."

Wen Xingdao, "Go to the quilt and talk."

"Don't." Ye Zhu poked out from under the quilt and complained, "Teacher seems to have become fierce recently."

So Wen Xing froze in mid-air when he forcibly pulled the quilt, he pursed his lower lip, seemed a little at a loss, lowered his eyes in a panic, and asked him, "Do you think... I'm a bit fierce?"

Ye Zhuo hurriedly said, "Just kidding, kidding, you can't be fierce."

He pulled back the quilt a little bit, pretended to sneeze, and laughed twice, "It's really too cold, teacher come in?"

Wen Xing looked at him, seemingly at a loss, lowered his eyelashes, and after a while, he hummed and lay on his side on the edge of the bed, with a tip of the quilt stuck.

Ye Zhuo propped half of his arm on the pillow, moved a bit to get closer, leaned over to look at Wen Xing, and asked him, "Would you like to get closer?" He sneezed again without sincerity, "I'm so cold."

Unexpectedly, Wen Xing listened, but turned serious, and immediately got out of bed to get dressed, and said while tying up the clothes, "There is Mrs. Tang in the inn, I'll get it for you."

How could Ye Jue let him fetch Mrs. Tang, so he hurriedly grabbed him, and babbled nonsense with his eyes closed, "Oh, oh, actually, I'm actually not cold, I'm afraid, you know?"

As expected, Wen Xing looked back at him, seeming a little puzzled.

What Ye Zhuo can't see most now is his eyes, not to mention the crescent-shaped lying silkworms that sometimes appear and disappear under his eyes. "Oh, when I was in Yingzhou Palace in the East China Sea, I ran into Immortal Chongning in the formation, and he told me a ghost story."

Wen Xing was afraid that he would be bored, so he pulled the quilt with his hands, but when he said this, Wen Xing's grip loosened, and Ye Jue lay on his side and watched his expression from the crack. Seeing him in a daze, he said, " Is there anything wrong with that?" He added, "Chongning Xianjun... Well, Xianjun quite likes me."

Wen Xing also hummed lightly.

Ye Zhuo said, "Aren't you curious what he told me?"

Wen Xingdao, "Tell a story about a man who went to the cemetery to play mahjong and earned a lot of money?"

He made it up when he was in Wen Xingmeng, Ye Ju didn't expect him to remember it, so he laughed dryly, "How can it be."

He couldn't make up an ugly Yinmao at the moment, so he could only say awkwardly, "I think it's getting late, hugging Wen Xing's quilt awkwardly, let's go to bed early."

Ye Zhuo fell asleep, so Wen Xing naturally fell silent.

They lay down with all their clothes on, and the smell of cedar between the pillows and bedding was cloying and bitter. He buried his face in it, as if buried in the soft white snow of the spring.He didn't realize what was going on just now, but after being covered by the smell, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, moved himself to a place against the wall, turned his back to Wen Xing and stopped moving.