Master, are you married?

As the saying goes, it is not unreasonable to say that Cao Cao will arrive soon.

Cao Yizi really came out from the back of the flowers and plants along with the little Polygonum multiflorum. Fortunately, he was short and could hide it. He stroked his beard and wondered, "Why don't you watch with them."

"Then why didn't senior look at it?" Jing Miao fiddled with the flowers and said with a slight smile, "I don't see any kind of knowledge, so I came to see the flowers and plants."

"Those two boys are like this every time, and they don't care for our advice. Every time they come to the Hua Jian Banquet, they probably want to compete with each other. If the room hadn't been divided up long ago, the two of them might have to live together. "Cao Yizi said disdainfully, "I've understood it a long time ago, routines! They're all routines!"

Jing Miao couldn't answer the words, so she just looked down at the flowers, and the little Polygonum multiflorum stretched out its roots and wrapped his index finger to play with him.

"By the way, let me tell you, why don't you understand anything, you can't understand the way to play the piano, and you can't figure out the way to compete, what do you know?" Seeing Jing Miao ignoring him, Cao Yizi was not discouraged, just He said unhappily, "How old are you, and you look like you have nothing to love, will you go to hell if you smile? Look at me, an old man, with a stately appearance, refreshed, handsome and unrestrained, with extraordinary temperament—"

Jing Miao remained silent.

Cao Yizi suddenly lost his temper, and was discouraged like a punctured ball. He grabbed Jing Miao and jumped over the flower bed, casually put the Polygonum multiflorum on his belt, and said confidently: "I'll take you to meet some people , I see you are still not convinced!"

Jing Miao: I am really wronged!

Naturally, Cao Yizi brought Jing Miao to see someone who would not be a junior. Jing Miao's cultivation base of a heart-pounding period, as Cao Yizi sat down with a group of gods who were out of body and distracted, suddenly felt like a sheep was in the mouth of a tiger. Feel.

But judging by the faces of all the people present, they didn't seem to care, so Jing Miao just sat down and drank a glass of wine. The wine was still warm and the food was still hot, and there were two people who knew her.Cao Yizi sat down and began to brag about how tall, mighty, and handsome he was. The little Polygonum multiflorum jumped onto the table from his waist, lay on a peach, and within a short time all he ate was a peach pit.

Cao Yizi asked while talking, and the little Polygonum multiflorum also nodded in a very respectful manner.

Sitting in the middle are Lord Qingshan and Lord Xiushui, on the left is Bai Wuxia, and on the right is Master Miaobi, chatting and laughing.

Everyone made fun of Cao Yizi's old age. As for Jing Miao, they were not very familiar with him, but after all, he was a person who had lived for many years. Although they did not see affection towards Jing Miao in their conversation, they did not see much indifference to Jing Miao.Jing Miao sat in it, and because she could speak freely, she naturally didn't feel that she was unfamiliar.

After chatting and laughing for a while, Mr. Xiushui suddenly said: "I said, how dare you have the audacity to ask for my cracked empty whip. It turned out that you gave the cane whip to this little friend. You are stingy, you are really stingy! This is not allowed, and it is not allowed to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. If you really want to send it, it should be in my name."

"You're just stingy." Cao Yizi made a face and didn't buy it at all.

After all, it was the elders who were joking, so Jing Miao couldn't interrupt, so she agreed with a slight smile and concentrated on eating the plate of grilled fish in front of her. The fish meat was delicate, without bone spurs, very fat, and the cooking was just right.

Mr. Xiushui was talking and joking with Cao Yizi, and he was also a little curious. After all, there are not many people who can win Cao Yizi's favor, so he couldn't help but look at Jing Miao a few times.The young man's body has just grown, he has long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and his demeanor is very calm and generous, but he also likes it, and after looking at his clothes again, he asked, "Which peak master of the Tianjian sect is he?"

Jing Miao put down her chopsticks, and replied respectfully, "My teacher's surname is Xie, and I'm a junior under Ziyun Peak's sect."

At this moment, Bai Wuxia was startled, and said with a smile: "It's actually under the sect of Master Xie, but I missed it."

Knowing that Jing Miao is a disciple of Daoist Xie, everyone's attitudes became much more friendly. If they were polite before, they are already amiable now.After all, Xie Dao is already a hollow body. In this world, he can be said to be the monk who is most likely to become the sixth immortal. Lord Qingshan and Lord Xiushui have always been kind to others. cold.

On the contrary, Jing Miao was a little overwhelmed by the flattery, and even dared not eat the fat fish while sitting at the table, and all the masters probably felt that he was the only junior present, and it would be a pity not to give something away, so they all gave Jing Miao some small things.Cao Yizi cheated, saying that he had delivered something, so he pointed Jing Miao's way of whipping. The senior is a senior after all, and he taught it much more deeply than Feng Jingling - so Jing Miao was also a little half-understandable. of.

Qingshan Jun is a demure woman, she doesn't talk much, and she didn't speak again after persuading Jing Miao to accept it when everyone was giving gifts. When it was her turn, she opened her mouth and said: "Cao Yizi is stingy, don't talk to him. I Seeing that you have an old disease, although the spices you wear are calming, but in the end they treat the symptoms but not the root cause, I have a pot of Qianfang Song here, you can eat it."

Jing Miao was silent for a while before she was sure that what Qingshan Jun said was to eat it, not to use it as medicine.

That Qian Fang Song was not fake at all, it was just a Chinese cabbage growing in a flower pot.

Holding a pot of Chinese cabbage, Jing Miao thanked Mr. Qingshan tremblingly, almost recognized his face, and didn't dare to disturb the seniors anymore, so he took his leave and asked to leave.

Lord Qingshan and the others have nothing to do, let him go.

The whole Huajian Banquet was not boring. Jing Miao walked around with a pot of Chinese cabbage, and felt that it was no different from what Feng Jingling said. It really looked like a "mortal night market", and some places were surrounded by people fishing. , some were guessing lantern riddles, and some were played hide-and-seek by Da Neng...

Jing Miao also saw a pair of lovers who were deliberately placed in a mission, and both of them were shy and embarrassed.

Huajianyan is really a large-scale same-sex dating, game and blind date column...

Carrying a Chinese cabbage is always too eye-catching. When Jing Miao was about to go back to the room after watching the excitement, he was already lost, so he asked the nearby boy for directions without changing his face, and asked him to take him back to the room.Although it is not the first time to ask for directions, it is always strange to carry a Chinese cabbage.

The boy was very calm, with no fluctuations on his childish face, as if he was used to it, and he helped Jing Miao back to the "Xixiliu" without any complaints.If Jing Miao wasn't a pauper, he would definitely give something to this boy whose name he didn't even know.

Feng Jingling hasn't come back yet, and Jing Miao remembers seeing him before, as if he was playing chime chime ensemble music at Li Ji's place—to be honest, Feng Jingling is, from a certain point of view, a typical romantic male lead.

It's a pity that he is a ruthless Taoist, and he is no different from a monk in terms of self-discipline.

Jing Miao put Qianfang Song on the table and looked at it for a while, Danfeng Bailuwu didn't have a stove, but it could be done with water and fire spells, but there was no seasoning, so it probably wouldn't taste good even after it was cooked.As for the control of spells, Jing Miao is very confident. Every summer, he condenses the dew into water, turns the water into ice, and with the swordsmanship he practiced on weekdays, makes shaved ice.

Although it is not something to be proud of.

Then Jing Miao sorted out other people's things again: Master Miaobi sent a black jade hairpin with irregular shape, the head of the hairpin was carved with cloud patterns, and a small piece of crescent moon jade hung from the bottom, the function is also very simple, You can write when you take it off; Mr. Xiushui gave him a phoenix feather. Although it is the feather of a divine beast, Jing Miao remembers that it has various functions, such as refining magic tools or other things, but Mr. Xiushui said that it is suitable for that feather. Make a bookmark together with a brush and hairpin; Bai Wuxia is more concise, and gave away the score that Jing Miao wanted to play on a loop that day.

But Jing Miao can't play the piano.

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Qingshan is the most practical.

Jing Miao watered the Chinese cabbage, and went out to practice sword and whip. This time, his whipping technique improved a lot, and he bald a peach blossom tree. When standing under the tree, his face was covered with peach blossoms. , Jing Miao was not sure whether she should leave the scene of the crime or find a broom first.

After hesitating for three seconds, he went back to meditate.

When the moonlight rose to the sky, Feng Jingling came back, there was no spark meeting tonight, but everyone put a lantern outside, Feng Jingling won three or four lanterns from others, after thinking about it, He put a beautiful and lovely hydrangea lantern outside Jing Miao's gate, and went back to rest by himself.

Jing Miao naturally didn't know anything, he was meditating calmly and quietly, when he suddenly heard a very soft call.

"Xiao Miao."

Although the voice was soft, it was what Jing Miao had heard for more than ten years.He opened his eyes at once, looked around in surprise and joy, stood up hastily, didn't even remember to put on his shoes, opened the windows and doors and looked everywhere, but there was no sign of thanking him. The phrase "Master" that was about to blurt out silently swallowed it back.

Qian Fangsong stood on the table, holding on to the dignity of a Chinese cabbage without any change.

Jing Miao fell back on the bed, stepping on the floor barefoot without noticing it, just covering her face with her hands in a daze.

These few days in Danfeng Bailuwu are probably the happiest and most comfortable days in his life. He doesn't have to worry about not causing trouble to Xie Dao, and he doesn't have to think about striving to make progress every day. Even his heart has undergone some small changes. , a lot of presumptuousness.

Could it be that I really miss Master so much?

The empty, disappointed feeling of melancholy suddenly came to mind, Jing Miao stared at Qian Fangsong in a daze, and immediately recalled Xie Dao's face in her mind.In fact, it's been less than a month since we separated, and I used to be separated from school and work, so I didn't feel nostalgic before, but tonight it seemed to be touched by the call in my mind.

Missing surged up in an instant.

The author has something to say: the setting of the previous chapter is supplemented:

The nicknames of Qingshan Jun and Xiushui Jun come from the words of love between the two:

Qingshan Jun: My Dao heart is like a green mountain, unwavering

Xiushui Jun: I would like to turn into flowing water and be soft for you

Because of his handsome appearance, Mr. Xiushui was called Mr. Xiushui.