The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

When the rainstorm was about to break and the sky cleared up after the rain, the group of people thought about going on the road quickly, taking advantage of the daylight to set off early for Shuzhong.

Bai Yi took a step ahead, and by virtue of his strange little skills, he pulled a large carriage, three fast horses and a cart of miscellaneous food and luggage from nowhere.

Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing really didn't blame him for his elusiveness and thoughtfulness, and each led a horse. Seeing this, Ye Baiyi's expression was inexplicable, and he sighed after a long time: "I really grew up."

His exclamation on the white clothes was naturally heard in his ears, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Bai Yi threw the Young Master of Longyuan Pavilion who was bundled into rice dumplings into the carriage to settle down, and wanted to let Ye Baiyi into the carriage, but he stopped him with his hand.

"I don't want to be crowded with that little bastard." Ye Baiyi snorted angrily, and sat on the shaft of the car.

The white clothes were also quite helpless, seeing that it was getting late, these guys probably didn't eat anything after traveling all day, so they got into the carriage and found several packages, all of which were the fresh and hot food he bought just now, salty and sweet desserts, Dry food and cooked food, and made a pot of wine for Zhou Zishu by the way, really thoughtful and considerate.

As soon as he jumped out of the carriage, he saw Zhang Chengling coming up hungry, so he stuffed him with two brown paper bags and told him not to forget to feed the Pavilion Master Long Shao in the carriage, so he got into the carriage to rest first. After a while, it's time to set off.

Ye Baiyi sat on the shaft of the car and watched him divide the kraft paper bag containing food around, but he didn't give it to him, and said angrily: "Brat, what about mine, are you trying to starve me to death?"

"No one can starve you when you're hungry!" Bai Yi handed Zhou Zishu the wine gourd pinned to his waist before turning around and saying something.

Zhou Zishu took it, shook the gourd, unplugged it and sniffed it, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "Lao Bai's ability to know and buy wine is getting better and better." After speaking, he took a big gulp and sighed One sound, good wine.

Ye Baiyi stared at Baiyi with fiery eyes and felt uncomfortable. He said to Zhou Zishu angrily, "Drink your wine and stop talking." Ready to eat.

Zhou Zishu let out a muffled laugh, took another sip, and then threw the wine gourd to Wen Kexing who was beside him.

Ye Baiyi looked at the two people, you sip the wine in the pot while I sip it, and said with a grotesque voice, "It's really true that the one who is close to the vermilion is red, and the one who is close to the ink is black, that brat is following you two, he really didn't learn anything." , just learn some things about eating, drinking and having fun.”

While Bai Yi was still in the carriage and did not come out, Wen Kexing asked doubts in his heart: "Old monster, who are you, Lao Bai?"

"Little idiot, can you control you? I am the ancestor of that brat!"

Before the two of them started to fight each other again because of a disagreement, Bai Yi quickly got out of the carriage, holding a large bowl full of crushed ice, topped with nuts, cheese and fruit syrup, which was colorful and very attractive.

He handed the large bowl to Ye Baiyi, but the man groaned dissatisfied, and said angrily: "Why is this thing again?! Is this for people to eat?!"

"Isn't this what you used to eat? Did I add some ingredients for you?" Bai Yi scratched his head, feeling wronged.

Seeing this, Wen Kexing seemed to be grasping something about Ye Baiyi, clicked his tongue twice, and said mockingly: "I didn't expect your meal, old monster, to catch up with the amount of food that I and Axu tied together. You are like a rice bucket. In the past, I actually liked to eat these things that only children like, I really can’t see it.”

Before Ye Baiyi could refute, Baiyi caught the point of Wen Ke's jargon, and the hand holding the sea bowl trembled.

"Uncle Ye...you..."

Ye Baiyi turned his face away unnaturally, reluctantly took the bowl of shaved ice, and interrupted his unfinished words with an angry mutter.

"I don't know which brat said that it's not up to me to worry about life or death, so I don't care about what I do. I eat whatever I like, and I can eat whatever I want!"

Bai Yi wanted to say a few more words, but he glared at him. He lowered his hands in a murmur, his eyes were dim, and his expression was indescribably lonely and sad.

Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing listened to their inexplicable conversation not far away, a little confused, but Ye Baiyi couldn't see his dejected look, so he snorted and said: "I'm not dead yet, what do you do? Who is this look for? It's really useless!"

Bai Yi looked up, only Ye Baiyi saw his red eye sockets.

"Uncle Ye..."

"Okay, okay, don't get in my way!" Ye Baiyi angrily threw him off the carriage, told him to find a place to calm down, don't bother him, holding the bowl of shaved ice, it's useless Digging with a spoon to eat, all emotions are contained in the eyes, hidden under the shadow of the eaves of the car.

Yueyang is far away from the high mountains in Shuzhong, and the mountains are high and the forests are dense on the way. Although the scenery is beautiful, the road is very rough.

After a short rest, everyone set off on their journey, and Zhou Zishu also took advantage of the long journey and had time to pick up his disciples.

Baiyi and Ye Baiyi were sitting on the shaft of the chariot, watching the two people riding horses in front of them at a leisurely pace. Zhou Zishu held a long rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope was tied around Zhang Chengling's waist.The little boy moved left and right, stepped on the Liuyun Nine Palace Steps taught to him by Zhou Zishu, barely fell behind the horse, and was so tired that he was out of breath.

It was midsummer, and the vicious sunlight shone through layers of forest leaves, and its power was not diminished at all. After being practiced like this, Zhang Chengling was already sweating profusely from exhaustion, and the sweat drenched his clothes. The cruel master turned his head and let him rest for a while.

Compared with Zhang Chengling, Wen Kexing is more concerned about whether his Axu is hot or not?Riding side by side with him on the horse, he unfolded his metal-cut folding fan, fanned him diligently and carefully, and cared: "Axu, are you hot? Look, your neck is covered with sweat. You fan."

Zhou Zishu has always been afraid of the heat, so he took off his large outer shirt long ago, and only wore two layers of light snow gauze coveralls, with the neckline opened a bit wide, letting the mountain wind blowing did not reduce his hotness and warmth. Ke Xing was still making noises in his ears, and he was even more upset, saying impatiently: "It's not hot at first, but when I hear you talking, I get angry."

Zhang Chengling chased after the two of them, so tired that he couldn't finish his sentence, he gasped and said, "Uncle Wen...Master is very good, you should still care about me."

The child is so hot, the child is tired, the child wants to rest, Master, please take a look at the child!

Hearing that Zhou Zishu really turned the horse's head, Zhang Chengling thought his master had heard his real desire, so tired that he sat down on the ground thinking he could rest, but was scolded by his master again unexpectedly.

"Lazy again! Practice for another half an hour!"

Zhang Chengling was wrong, he originally thought that Uncle Bai taught him to meditate and practice inner strength is already strict enough, but he didn't expect his master to be stricter and crueler than Uncle Bai!

"Master~ I have practiced this Liuyun Jiugong step thousands of times, and I have already mastered it. Can you let me rest for a while?" Zhang Chengling tried to act coquettishly, to win his master's sympathy, but his master didn't like him. This set.

"You still dare to talk back! One more hour!" Zhou Zishu's disciples completely adhered to the principle that a strict teacher produces a good student, and stupid birds need to fly first. The strict Wen Kexing couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but speak.Said a few good words for Zhang Chengling.

"Axu, you are usually so gentle and gentle. How can you teach your apprentice so harshly? It's a misfortune rather than a blessing. This child needs to be taught slowly."

"What's the matter, do you know how to teach your apprentice?" It was already hot and unbearable, but the apprentice didn't live up to it, and there was a sarcastic person next to him, Zhou Zishu also lost his good temper in the past, and said in a rough voice.

"Okay, okay, I'm talkative, I'm talkative, we Axu teach students according to their aptitude, and only strict teachers can produce high-quality apprentices." Wen Kexing is a person who can observe words and expressions, and seeing that Zhou Zishu seems to be angry, he quickly changed his tone and followed his words. make up.

Zhang Chengling thought that Wen Kexing could say something nice to him, but it turned out that Uncle Wen really didn't have any right to speak in front of his master, so he lost his face, and it was really over when it was over.

"It's useless for anyone to beg for mercy. Don't you understand the reason why the stupid bird flies first? If I can protect you for a while, can I protect you forever!" Zhou Zishu kept a straight face, no matter how hot sweat seeped from his forehead into his neckline, he didn't intend to stop. Come down and let Zhang Chengling rest for a while.

Zhang Chengling didn't understand his master's good intentions, but he was really too tired and too hot, and retorted in a dazed mind: "Master, I didn't say no to flying, but even flying now is really flying." It's not moving."

Wen Kexing also really felt that Zhang Chengling was pitifully trained by Zhou Zishu, and he wanted to persuade him a few more words if he didn't give up.

"This skill needs to be practiced, but if you suffer from heatstroke, won't you be able to practice it? I think Chengling is really dying. Why don't you let him go back to the car and rest first?"

Seeing his master, Zhang Chengling seemed to hesitate, thinking that Uncle Wen had succeeded in pleading for him. Before the corners of his mouth could grin, his master beat him back to his original form with a single sentence, and he instantly languished.

"Keep practicing!"

Zhou Zishu glared at Wen Kexing unhappily, and said coldly, "Is your apprentice or mine? Are you going to teach or should I teach?"

Wen Kexing shrugged, looked helplessly at Zhang Chengling, and hurriedly begged Zhou Zishu for mercy.

"Okay, I'll shut up, you're right."

Bai Yi just looked at the two of them like this, one sang red faces and the other sang bad faces, and found it interesting, but the sun at noon was really vicious, and he felt very distressed when he saw that Zhou Zishu was so hot that he lost his good temper. He turned around and pulled out a few water bags from the carriage.

"Zishu, Lao Wen, continue!" He threw out two water bags, and the two men raised their hands to catch them. Zhou Zishu shook his head and asked in puzzlement, "What are these?"

"Cold green plum wine, don't be dizzy, you silly boy, you've got heatstroke first."

Wen Kexing didn't have as many questions as he did. He unscrewed the water bag in his hand and raised his head and took a sip. The sweet wine with a hint of cold flowed across his throat and flowed into his stomach, dissipating the summer heat, and sighed comfortably. One sound.

Zhou Zishu glanced at Bai Yi, snorted softly, and accepted his kindness.

Zhang Chengling watched helplessly as his master Uncle Wen rode on the big horse, and there were people who were concerned about whether it was hot or not. Don't suffer from heat stroke, and he was almost melting from the heat. He didn't see Uncle Bai say a good word for him, and he was very sad.

He really picked it up.

Looking at the dejected back of the little boy, Bai Yi couldn't hold back his laughter. Can he say that he did it on purpose?But just kidding, he also felt sorry for Zhang Chengling, but he didn't say good things for him like Wen Kexing said, let him be lazy for a while, but took advantage of the time when the two turned their horses and continued on their way. The soaked cold handkerchief wrapped two pieces of remaining crushed ice, and threw it to Zhang Chengling with a whistle.

Zhang Chengling quickly took it and hugged him in his arms, looking at Uncle Bai with tears in his eyes, woo woo woo, someone still loves him.

What happened behind?Zhou Zishu knew it well, but he didn't stop him, pretending that he didn't know and continued on his way.

Ye Baiyi saw everything in his eyes, glanced at Baiyi, and hummed angrily: "I haven't seen you so careful, thoughtful, and good-tempered before."

Bai Yi suppressed the smile in his eyes, and lost the mood to get angry with Ye Baiyi any more. He lowered his tone unnaturally, and whispered: "I used to be naughty and unsophisticated. Haven't I grown up now?" ?”

"No matter how old you are, you're still a brat who wants to die. You haven't made any progress in these years, and you're useless!" Ye Baiyi always cared about the matter of Baiyi's recognition of his master, and reprimanded angrily.

Bai Yi didn't want to argue with him now, and didn't want to get entangled in those old issues, so he just smiled helplessly.He also said that he would risk his life, so how could Uncle Ye be any better?Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps.

The author has something to say:

The housekeeper in white can't be set up.

What kind of fate is it that brings these people who are dying of life together?

(Since my manuscript was saved on the 16th, my manuscript has been kept at about 3, which is seven or eight chapters, so the time has been delayed a little longer, and now I am grateful for the nutrient solution, embarrassingly digging scratch head)

感谢在2021-05-1614:41:36~2021-05-1713:06:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I still have 6 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!