After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

There is a small town not far from the foot of Qingsao Mountain. The night has just arrived, and the street has not been lit yet. It looks comfortable and beautiful from a distance.

Qingyuan scratched his head, puzzled and said: "Don't you want to understand cause and effect? ​​Why did you go down the mountain?"

"The karma is there." Mo Ziyu pointed at the small town and said softly.

"Ah, that's it." Qingyuan suddenly realized.

Fei Yuchen on the side raised his hand and patted Qingyuan's shoulder when he heard the words, and said a little helplessly: "Why is the reaction much slower than usual?"

Qingyuan chuckled and didn't answer.

As for the reason, Fei Yuchen was well aware of it, so he insisted on asking, just to see what Qingyuan's reaction would be.

Seeing that he just smiled, he felt bored for a moment, so he sighed, turned his head and asked Mo Ziyu: "Where is the cause and effect, so let's go there first?"

Then he looked up at the darkening sky, pretending to say: "It's so dark, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, why don't we find a place to live first?"

With a very serious tone, the expression on Qingyuan's face becomes more and more serious.

"Master has always taught me that things deserve occasions. Brother Mo thinks it makes sense?"

Qingyuan didn't understand, what's the relationship between asking about cause and effect and finding an inn to sleep in?What are the different occasions?Why did Master never tell himself.

Then Mo Ziyu smiled and said to Fei Yuchen, "Brother Fei is really a wonderful person."

Qingyuan was stunned again, why did he become more and more confused the more he listened to this topic.

So he interjected aloud, "I don't understand what Senior Brother and Brother Mo said."

"It's okay if you don't understand." Fei Yuchen responded with a smile.

Qingyuan said "Huh?" and became even more confused.

The last bit of red cloud was also swallowed by the darkness, and the temperature dropped immediately.

Mo Ziyu raised his eyes and glared at Fei Yuchen, then changed the subject and said, "500 years ago, Qingsao Mountain was not called by this name. At that time, Qingsao Mountain was not so high, and it couldn't even be called a mountain. It is not an exaggeration to be a small soil bag. People can walk up, and they can reach the top with a cup of tea. There is a stone house built on the top. "

Qingyuan's attention was indeed attracted, he listened carefully to Mo Ziyu with his eyes wide open.

Mo Ziyu smiled, and continued: "Qingzhi, he..."

500 years ago.

The green tallow mountain, which is still a small soil bag, is full of exotic flowers and plants.

There are strange flowers that are red and enchanting, like peonies and fragrant like plums, and there are strange grasses that are as blue as thin satin and tough.

There is also a strange man in the stone house and his pet-a strange animal that looks like a deer but is not a deer.

That strange man had no surname, and whenever someone asked him his name, he would say "Qing Sapium".

Qingzhi is a casual cultivator, he speaks slowly but works quickly.

That stone house was built overnight by him.People around him regarded him as a god at first, and since the day the stone house appeared, whenever the first ray of sunlight shines on the earth, they would take out their savings from their homes as a tribute to the gods, and put the small soil bag on the front. The field is full.

After getting along for a long time, those people found that this fairy was different from what they thought.

He was weird and smelled of fireworks.It was because of the smell of fireworks that he blamed it.

400 years ago.

In a night of lightning and thunder, the tallow soars up.

Lightning that was as long as flowing fire illuminated the hill. Qingzhi was dressed in green, holding a four-hoofed deer in her hands, stepping on colorful clouds, against the wind, and braved the rain all the way to the top of the clouds.

The wind howled and wanted to blow him off the clouds, and the rain fell coldly on his hair, clothes, and hands, trying to wash him down.

Holding the deer in one hand and the qin in the other, Qingtao climbed up to the sky step by step with a blank expression on her face.

350 years ago.

Autumn.

Ginkgo is yellow and maple is red.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled in the mountains and forests, casting a layer of soft light on all the creatures on the ground.

The red clouds recede, the wind blows and the clouds relax.In the middle of the clouds fell a thing, that thing was born tall, with four hooves, a pair of horns on its head branched out in three ways, its fur glistened in the sun, its four hooves were like walking on snow, it was extremely beautiful.

This scene made a group of people kneel on the ground excitedly, bowing their heads in worship.

Looking up again, the big soil bag in sight went straight into the sky, the exotic flowers and plants on the mountain fell in the blink of an eye, bamboo and pine sprang up, and the bare mountain was instantly green.

Then the clouds and mists shrouded, and the mountains, trees, and clouds should not belong to the mortal world.

The person kneeling on the ground hung his head back again, muttering in his heart, "The gods have spirits, and the gods bless them." Then he smacked his head three times sincerely.

The soil turned into a big mountain, and the people around named the mountain after the tallow tree.

I hope the mountain can protect them like it did when the tallow tree was there.

It's a pity that the plague broke out not long after Qingsao Mountain rose, and many animals and people died.

After the plague was gone, it was followed by floods and droughts.

In a few years, the people around died and moved, and it was very lively. A place was so empty, and even birds, fish and insects were rare.

It's better to have sunshine during the day, but at night or on a rainy day, there are only gloomy wind and vague sobs left.

100 years ago.

A group of refugees came on foot from afar, seeing the beautiful scenery here, so they settled down.

Later, it gradually developed into what it is today.

It's just that there are still no people living around Qingsao Mountain.

While speaking, the three walked into the city from the foot of the mountain.

The lively shouting on the street interrupted Mo Ziyu's gentle voice.

There were so many people, Mo Ziyu didn't want to say more, he just stretched out his hand and gestured to an inn not far away and said, "Let's just go there."

But a few steps away, after entering the gate, there was a waiter who warmly greeted him and asked with a smile, "Do you want to stay in the hotel or eat?"

"Stay in the hotel." Fei Yuchen nodded in response.

Xiao Er turned his eyes around in front of the three of them, and asked again: "How many rooms does the guest officer need?"

Qingyuan had already made preparations, and as soon as Xiaoer finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "Three rooms."

The sound was loud and crisp, causing everyone who was eating in the hall to turn their heads to look here.

Lines of sight, or inquiry, or curiosity, or playfulness.It all fell on Qingyuan, causing him to blush, lowered his head and repeated in a low voice: "I want three rooms."

Xiao Er threw the handkerchief behind her back, full of enthusiasm: "There are only three rooms left. You are very lucky, guest officer. If you are late, you will be crowded."

While talking, he took the money that Fei Yuchen handed over, and his smile was even brighter after Fei Yuchen said "don't look for it anymore".

Seeing Fei Yuchen hand over the money, Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he picked it up, and even the blush on his face faded a lot.

Fortunately, what the senior brother did was not as ridiculous as those people in the stories that the senior sister and the others told.

Qingyuan lowered his eyes and thought.

If Fei Yuchen hears this, he will definitely arrest those junior sisters when he goes back, and give them a good beating.

They were all messed up things, Qingyuan didn't shy away from them and rushed to teach him.

It's a pity that Fei Yuchen doesn't have mind reading skills, and he doesn't know what Qingyuan's little head is thinking.

He agreed to book three rooms, just because it is not difficult to climb the window.

So in his mind, he was thinking about how to climb the window at night, completely unaware of how the younger brother around him viewed him in his heart.

The three of them followed Xiao Er and took only two steps.

Someone approached from the entrance of the lobby and asked loudly, "Excuse me, is there any room available?"

She is a pretty girl, but she dresses like a man.

The skin is white and the flesh is tender, and the eyes seem to be able to speak.He was dressed in black, but he wore a white square scarf on his head.At a glance, black and white are distinct, very weird.

Xiao Er glanced at Fei Yuchen and the three of them, wondering: "I'm really sorry, there are no vacant rooms."

The girl sighed and said politely: "Are there any other places to stay near here? Except Tongfu, that place is already full."

"Within a radius of ten miles, there is no other inn except Tongfu." Xiaoer then returned to her.

The girl shifted her gaze to Fei Yuchen after hearing the words, and finally sighed after struggling for a while, clasped her fists and said, "Thank you."

Turn around and leave.

However, something unexpected happened in the sky, and as soon as he lifted his foot, there was thunder outside.As soon as the thunder stopped, the rain came, but in the blink of an eye, it turned from a light rain to a torrential rain.

The girl stood there in embarrassment, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Xiao Er, we only need two guest rooms." Fei Yuchen said suddenly.

When the girl heard this, she was pleasantly surprised and said, "Thank you, brother."

Seeing this, Xiao Er stretched out his hand and took out the silver coins that were still warm.

"No need to look for it." Fei Yuchen said in a good mood.

Hearing this, the little girl praised Fei Yuchen several times, and also praised Mo Ziyu and Qingyuan by the way.

After taking several people upstairs and the girl to the separate room, he collected the money and led Fei Yuchen and the others to the other two rooms.

The two rooms were connected together, Xiaoer opened the door and said a few more words with a smile on his face, then took the scarf off his shoulders, and happily went downstairs to find the shopkeeper.

The three of them stood in the middle of two rooms, with the doors on both sides wide open.

Qingyuan was very afraid that Fei Yuchen would be in the same room with Mo Ziyu, he closed his eyes, grabbed Fei Yuchen's sleeve and pretended to be afraid: "Senior brother, you can share the same room with me, I don't know what happened, suddenly a little flustered."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head innocently and asked Mo Ziyu: "Brother Mo shouldn't be afraid by himself, right?"

"En." Mo Ziyu nodded.

After receiving the reply, Qingyuan hurriedly said: "Brother Mo, go to bed early." After saying that, he dragged Fei Yuchen into the room on the right.

When someone entered the room, Qingyuan directly closed the door with his backhand, and when he raised his head, he saw Fei Yuchen staring at him with a half-smile.

Qingyuan: "..."

"Panic?" Fei Yuchen asked.

Qingyuan covered his chest with one hand and nodded wildly.

"Don't pretend." After Fei Yuchen said, he carried the person behind him and was about to open the door.

Qingyuan quickly passed under Fei Yuchen, leaned his back against the door panel, and hesitantly said: "Brother, you are wrong, you...how can you go...go..." Those words turned in his mouth Turned, and finally swallowed it back.

The open hand was firmly on the door, just to prevent people from going out.

It has come to this point, Qingyuan doesn't believe Fei Yuchen can't see it.

In the end, Fei Yuchen touched his chin, said "Oh", and asked him with a smile: "Are you talking about Brother Mo? It's thanks to you, Junior Brother, for reminding me of his and Master's portrait."

After finishing speaking, he put Qingyuan aside and pushed the door open to go out, but was grabbed by Qingyuan.

Then Qingyuan opened his mouth to dissuade him: "It can't be like...it can't be like this, brother."

"So what?" Fei Yuchen turned his head, puzzled.

Qingyuan blushed, opened and closed his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Fei Yuchen smiled, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Junior, rest well."

Seeing that he was about to leave again, Qingyuan panicked and said, "No matter how much he resembles, he's not a master." And it's not very similar either.

"Pfft." Fei Yuchen couldn't help laughing.

He bent down and laughed for a long time, finally realized his conscience and decided not to tease Qingyuan anymore, so he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, and calmly revealed the truth in Qingyuan's puzzled eyes.

"Brother Mo in your mouth is Master."

Such a tone, such a demeanor.

Qingyuan opened his mouth unconsciously, his face was full of shock, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Senior brother, don't try to scare me." After a long time, Qingyuan came with such a sentence.

Mo Ziyu also had his back image of Master, how could he be Master?It must be an excuse from the seniors, that's what all the senior sisters said in their little story books.

Qingyuan said it over and over in his heart, trying to convince himself.

I don't know how boring those teachers and sisters were in the ten days at the beginning of the year, and they talked so much nonsense with Qingyuan.

Before Qingyuan could convince himself, Fei Yuchen's laughing voice came from beside his ears: "I'm not kidding you for fun? Brother Mo is indeed a master. If you don't believe me, I'll take you there to confront him."

Right...confrontation? ? ?

Qingyuan: "..."