After dressing up as a vicious beauty, I married Master

Ji Qianli is not deep in the city, and his morals are not high. Although he is Shen Tingtan's junior, he is far inferior to Shen Tingtan in all aspects.

From Ji Qianli's performance, it can be seen that Ji Qianli is not suspicious of him.

Song Ruosu knew that Yuanchen liked sweets, but he didn't know whether Yuanchen's favorite was Longjing crisp.

Ji Qianli probably wouldn't use Longjing crisps to tempt him, so Yuanshen's favorite would probably be Longjing crisps.

If he refuses to eat Longjing crisps, will Ji Qianli become suspicious?

Once Ji Qianli becomes suspicious, what will Ji Qianli do?Will she report him to Shen Tingtan?

While he was hesitating, Longjing Crispy had already touched his lips.

The aroma of Longjing crisps was even worse, the aroma seemed to turn into strands of silk threads, tightly strangled his neck, tightly blocked his seven orifices, and made him almost suffocate.

Ruo Fei, his only younger brother, had been with him since he was an embryo, and his younger brother was beaten to death because of three pieces of Longjing crisps!

Although it was dad's fault in the final analysis, Longjingsu was an accomplice!

Song Ruosu subconsciously slapped Ji Qianli's hand away viciously.

Ji Qianli was caught off guard, loosened the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and the whole piece of Longjing Cake fell to the ground, and it instantly fell apart, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.

However, the aroma of Longjing Crisp became stronger because of this.

Song Ruosu was immersed in the pain of witnessing his brother's death, but helpless, and shed tears.

Seeing this, Ji Qianli asked doubtfully, "Ruosu, what's wrong with you?"

Song Ruosu was brought back to his senses by Ji Qianli's words. He didn't know how to explain his behavior so that it could be reasonable, so he simply followed Ji Qianli's words and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I don't feel well, I don't want to use it. Longjing Crisp, please trouble Master.”

Ji Qian was unhappy, but he hadn't got Song Ruosu yet, so he smiled and said, "You are not feeling well, but Master Uncle forced you to use Longjing Crispy. It is Master Uncle's fault, and it is Shi Shu who should apologize to you."

Song Ruosu shook his head and said, "There is no reason in this world for an elder to apologize to a younger generation. Uncle Master, you are being polite."

Since Song Ruosu didn't like Longjing Crispy, Ji Qianli could only say, "Ruosu, what do you want to use? Uncle Master ordered the cook to make it."

Song Ruosu declined politely: "No need, uncle, I want to rest for a while."

"Fine." Ji Qianli picked up the remaining Longjing crisps and walked two steps towards the door.

Song Ruosu felt relieved, and suddenly heard Ji Qianli say: "Ruosu, Han Hai died because of you, right? You are very well-behaved in front of your senior brother, like a young man who has never had a love affair, but secretly played with Han Hai Amid the applause. Does senior brother know that his big disciple was killed by his young disciple?"

His heart tightened, and he looked at Ji Qianli innocently: "Why did Master Uncle say that?"

Ji Qianli didn't answer, but just asked, "Does senior brother know about this?"

Song Ruosu thought that Shen Tingtan probably didn't know about it, but how much did Ji Qianli know about Yuanshen and Zhou Hanhai?Did Ji Qianli ask this in order to expose the true face of the original body in front of Shen Tingtan?

On the surface, the original body followed the rules, but in his bones, he was unrestrained.

When the original story was nearing the end, the original body even had intercourse with more than two men at the same time several times.

If Shen Tingtan knew the true face of the original body, how would he be treated?

Will the very gentle Shen Tingtan go away forever?

He was thinking about how to deal with Ji Qianli, a sound of footsteps suddenly entered his ear, and then, a familiar voice sounded: "Qianli, does this lord know anything?"

"Master." Song Ruosu called out tremblingly.

"The teacher is here." Seeing that Ji Qianli didn't answer, Shen Tingtan looked at Song Ruosu instead, and asked again, "Does this deity know anything?"

Ji Qianli still looked at Song Ruosu.

Song Ruosu's heart was broken, and she was about to confess to Shen Tingtan that it was he who urged Zhou Hanhai to get the "Mirror of Rebirth", which caused Zhou Hanhai's death.

But his lips didn't listen. Even though he had only known Shen Tingtan for a short day, he was a little greedy for Shen Tingtan's gentleness, as well as Shen Tingtan's slender waist, Shen Tingtan's waist It's very comfortable to hug, Shen Tingtan is the first person besides his younger brother who he actively wants to get close to.

Ji Qianli stared at Song Ruosu with bad intentions: "Ruosu, tell me, what do senior brothers need to know?"

Shen Tingtan turned to Song Ruosu and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Ruosu bit her lips, and said with great difficulty: "Yes... yes..."

Seeing that Song Ruosu was hesitating, Shen Tingtan obviously found it difficult to speak, and seeing that there were still tears on Song Ruosu's face, Shen Tingtan said softly, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, don't force yourself."

"Master, disciple..." Song Ruosu lowered his head and twisted his fingers tightly.

Ji Qianli was about to speak, but was stopped by Shen Tingtan: "Qianli, you go out."

Ji Qianli thought to himself: Could it be that Shen Tingtan was also fascinated by Song Ruosu's beauty?Probably not.It is said that the master thought Shen Tingtan was a boring gourd, and was afraid that Shen Tingtan would be lonely, so he planned to find a mate for him, but he flatly refused.Back then, Shen Tingtan claimed that he already had a crush, but Shen Tingtan's so-called ideal person never showed up, so I wonder if this is true or not?For thousands of years, Shen Tingtan has been alone and never flirted with others. Maybe it's true?Or maybe Shen Tingtan is inhumane, for fear of being exposed to the world?

He is a person who is afraid of chaos, appreciates Song Ruosu's nervous appearance, and confirms that Song Ruosu really doesn't want Shen Tingtan to know that she is a slut in essence.

So let Song Ruosu go for now?After all, he is a good uncle who loves his nephew.

Therefore, he cupped his hands and said: "Brother, Qianli is resigning."

Song Ruosu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then a wave of heat invaded his reason.

—Exactly the same as last night.

He resisted to keep silent, but saw Ji Qian left and returned, came to him, and said with a pleasant face, "Ruosu, you should rest well, Shishu will visit you again tomorrow."

Ji Qianli's breath formed a dense net, covering his entire body.

He felt sick and didn't want to have any intimacy with Ji Qianli at all, but his body forced him to get close to Ji Qianli.

No, he hates Ji Qianli.

He clenched his fists tightly, and ten nails pierced the skin and penetrated into the flesh and blood.

Sensing Song Ruosu's abnormality, Shen Tingtan urged, "Qianli, aren't you going to resign?"

Ji Qianli seemed to be aware of it, and looked at Song Ruosu. Since Song Ruosu hung his head, he could only see the back of Song Ruosu's neck.

The back of the neck is very white and greasy, and now it is dyed with peach blossoms, which is so beautiful.

Song Ruosu's face was very red, and there was nothing wrong with the redness of the back of his neck.

He took another deep look at Song Ruosu, and said, "Qianli resigns."

The moment Ji Qianli closed the door, Song Ruosu got off the bed, ran to Shen Tingtan in a staggered manner, threw herself into Shen Tingtan's arms without hesitation, and hugged Shen Tingtan's waist tightly.

Shen Tingtan was held by Song Ruosu, and then lifted Song Ruosu's jaw with his fingertips.

Song Ruosu's face was full of spring, the same as last night.

Shen Tingtan asked: "Ruosu, could it be that you have been hit by Hehuansan again?"

Song Ruosu raised his head, and replied with steaming breath: "My disciple's current symptoms are the same as last night, but I haven't eaten any food today, and I haven't taken a drop of water, so there is no reason for the acacia."

"From this point of view, either you didn't fall in Hehuansan, or you fell in an unusual Hehuansan." Shen Tingtan let go of Song Ruosu's jaw, "If Su is not afraid, the teacher is here."

Like last night, he conjured up cold water, stripped off Song Ruosu's clothes, and carried her into the cold water.

Song Ruosu shuddered all over, enduring the thought of dragging Shen Tingtan into the cold water, not looking at Shen Tingtan.

A little blood suddenly surfaced, Shen Ting Tanzhi asked: "Ruosu, are you injured?"

Song Ruosu's mind was chaotic, as if he had never heard of it.

"Could it be that Qianli hurt you?" Seeing Song Ruosu's silence, Shen Tingtan simply fished Song Ruosu out of the cold water, put him on the bed, and inspected it inch by inch.

"Master..." Song Ruosu was very shy, but couldn't help rubbing Shen Tingtan's arm with her cheek, and then raised her hand to hook the back of Shen Tingtan's neck.

Shen Tingtan checked Song Ruosu's body, and found that there were only scratches from falling off the cliff the night before, and all of them had scabs of blood, which should not be bleeding.

Then, he removed Song Ruosu's hands, and sure enough, the wound was in the palm.

The wound was very fresh, not too deep, but still dripping with blood.

While bandaging Song Ruosu, he said clearly, "Ruosu, did you hurt yourself because you felt uncomfortable?"

Song Ruosu lost the strength to answer, and raised his head to touch Shen Tingtan's lips.

Shen Tingtan had never kissed before, and he didn't want to kiss Song Ruosu in front of him, so he turned his head away.

In the next breath, Song Ruosu kissed Shen Tingtan's ear, her lips seemed to be scalded.

Shen Tingtan pushed Song Ruosu away without hesitation, and hugged Song Ruosu into the cold water again.

Song Ruosu looked at Shen Tingtan pitifully, and was suddenly splashed with cold water by Shen Tingtan.

"Ruosu, are you awake?" Shen Tingtan said condescendingly.

"I..." Song Ruosu replied after a long time, "I have regained my senses, and I belittled Master again. I hope Master will forgive me."

Shen Tingtan sighed: "Ruosu, hold on, you will definitely make it through."

"Well, I can definitely get through it." Song Ruosu forced a smile.

"Don't be afraid, I will accompany you as a teacher." Shen Tingtan said so, but distanced himself from Song Ruosu.

Song Ruosu got into the cold water, and when the temperature of his body dropped, he poked his head out and said nervously, "Does Master hate the disciple?"

Shen Tingtan denied, "As a teacher, I don't hate Ruosu, but as a teacher, I don't want to kiss Ruosu either."

Song Ruosu was driven by Hehuansan and shouted in his heart: But I want to kiss my master.

Fortunately, it didn't blurt out.

Shen Tingtan is abstinent and self-disciplined. In the original script, there are many pages about Shen Tingtan. It has never been mentioned that Shen Tingtan has a confidante, nor has it been mentioned why Shen Tingtan was fascinated.

Even the most beautiful woman in the world like Yuanzhen couldn't let Shen Tingtan take a second look.

After being turned into a cauldron by the immortal, the original body has a body that is extremely feminine and soft. After countless rounds of mending, it is unparalleled in its charm and style, and it is more suitable for frowning and smiling than before.

One day, the original body escaped from the hands of the immortal by chance, and knelt down in front of Shen Tingtan, begging Shen Tingtan to reward him with a night of spring festival. , It's been a long time since I didn't go back to Xuanxinzong, but I left without saying a word.

He didn't want to beg Shen Tingtan to reward him with a night of spring/night, he just wanted to kiss Shen Tingtan, but even if he knelt in front of Shen Tingtan like the original body, Shen Tingtan would not allow it?

Shen Tingtan emphasized: "As a teacher, I know that Ruosu didn't do it on purpose. Ruosu became like this because she was hit by He Huan San, so I will not hate Ruosu as a teacher."

Song Ruosu twitched the corners of her lips, then stretched out her right hand from the cold water, and asked Shen Tingtan: "Master, can you hold my hand?"

The right hand was as soft as boneless, dripping water rustlingly.

Shen Tingtan immediately took Song Ruosu's right hand.

Song Ruosu shook Shen Tingtan's left hand back, feeling the heat from the touching skin, and fell asleep drowsily.

Shen Tingtan found that Song Ruosu was asleep, and was afraid that Song Ruosu would choke on the water, so he stared at Song Ruosu intently.

With just a cup of tea, Song Ruosu woke up with a start.

Song Ruosu's eyes were red, and he murmured: "I hate daddy, I hate mother, I hate Longjing crisp."

Shen Tingtan knew that Song Ruosu's mother had abused him in every possible way, and Song Ruosu's father didn't care enough about him, far less than the children born to his first wife and his concubine. Song Ruosu's words are understandable, but why does Song Ruosu hate Longjingsu?

When Song Ruosu came back to his senses, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

Shen Tingtan asked strangely: "Didn't Ruosu like Longjing crisps the most?"

The original body really likes Longjing crisps.

Song Ruosu lied and said: "I just dreamed that Longjing Su turned into a huge monster, with its bloody mouth wide open, trying to swallow me whole."

"So that's the case." Shen Tingtan believed it to be true.

Song Ruosu swore: "I hate Longjing crisps, and I will never eat Longjing crisps again."

"If you don't want to eat Longjing crisps, don't eat them. You can also eat red bean crisps, sugar crisps, bean crisps, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, champion cakes, etc." Shen Tingtan remembered that Song Ruosu loved sweets. Never touched sweets, but the boy's younger brother is addicted to sweets.

No. [-] cake...

Zhuangyuan Cake got its name because it looks like a Zhuangyuan hat, and it is a specialty of Jiangnan water town.

The younger brother is only one step away from the champion.

When I was a child, one winter afternoon, Song Ruosu was studying hard in his study when the window hinge was knocked suddenly.

He opened the hinges and saw only a hand.

He looked down and saw his brother.

The younger brother's stature has not yet grown, and with an uneven stone under his feet, he smiled coquettishly at him: "Mother doesn't allow me to disturb brother's study, so I will secretly come to see brother, do you want to, brother?" its me?"

He nodded: "Brother, of course I want Ruofei."

The younger brother happily said: "That's good, I'm afraid my brother will only remember to study and forget about me."

He laughed and said: "Ruofei is my only younger brother, I forget that no one will forget Ruofei."

"Really?" The younger brother's eyes were bright, and he said complacently, "I'm so cute, how can brother forget me?"

He cooperated and said: "Yes, Ruofei is very cute."

The younger brother stretched out his right hand hidden behind his back, holding a plate of No. [-] Scholar Cake on it, and handed it to him: "Brother, I know you don't like sweets, so in order to win the prize, can you make do with a piece?"

He reluctantly took a piece of Zhuangyuan cake, took a bite, and heard his younger brother beamingly say: "Brother, after eating my Zhuangyuan cake, he will definitely become the number one scholar and honor his ancestors. At that time, I will be able to walk sideways. Who taught me that I am the only younger brother of Zhuangyuan Lang."

This was the first time he ate sweets after many years, and the long-lost sweetness filled his mouth.

He treasured the number one cake in his hand, then wiped his hands and rubbed his brother's forehead hair: "Ruofei, good boy, go back to the room, don't stand here."

It was also the beginning of winter at that time, and the north wind was howling. It didn't take long for my brother's cheeks to turn red from the cold.

The younger brother refused to leave: "Brother, why don't you eat another piece."

He didn't want his younger brother to suffer from the cold, so he simply took away the whole plate of No. [-] Scholar Cake.

The younger brother stared at the No. [-] Scholar Cake helplessly, and swallowed.

He saw that his younger brother looked greedy, and was about to return the champion cake to his younger brother, but his younger brother ran away in a hurry, leaving only one sentence: "Brother, when you become the champion, you will be able to honor the princess. At that time, I will be the uncle of the country, and naturally I can eat as many champion cakes as I want, and all these champion cakes will be given to brother, as my congratulatory gift to brother and the princess."

His younger brother is afraid that he has read too many story books. Who stipulates that if he becomes the number one scholar, he can be the princess?

He smiled slightly, closed the window hinge, put the champion cake on the desk, and worked hard while eating.

It's a pity that he still failed to become the number one scholar, failed to honor the princess, and failed to make his younger brother the uncle of the country.

The younger brother also failed to become the number one scholar, and failed to become the princess.

"Don't cry." Shen Tingtan wiped the end of Song Ruosu's eyes and said, "If you don't want to eat red bean cakes, sugar cakes, bean cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, number one scholar cakes, just don't eat them, it's no big deal."

Shen Tingtan's fingers were extremely gentle, Song Ruosu's eyes were blurred, and he said in a low voice: "Someone once told me that if you eat the number one scholar cake, you can become the number one scholar, and if you become the number one scholar, you can honor the princess."

"Do you want to get fame?" For mortals, the greatest glory is to get fame, and the name will go down in history.

Shen Tingtan was only three years old, and was brought into the Xuanxin Sect by his master. He never had the idea of ​​obtaining fame.

"I used to want to get fame." In order to satisfy my parents, so that my younger brother can live a good life.However, Song Ruosu unfortunately died at the hands of bandits at the age of 14.

Shen Tingtan said earnestly: "If you still want to gain fame, it is for the sake of your teacher to let you break through. If you change your mind and want to come back, you can come back at any time."

"I don't want to get fame anymore." My younger brother is dead, and getting fame has become meaningless.

Song Ruosu thinks that he is not a material for intrigue, even if he is the number one scholar in high school, it may be difficult for him to use his fists.

"I want to eliminate harm for the people like the rest of Xuanxinzong."

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

When his cultivation is accomplished, he will go down the mountain to protect the safety of one side.

Shen Tingtan promised: "After a while, I will take you down the mountain as a teacher."

Since Song Ruosu went to Xuanxin Mountain six years ago, she hasn't traveled far, so it's time to bring Song Ruosu down the mountain to practice.

"Thank you, Master." Song Ruosu was already feeling better, and continued to listen to Tan's gossip, "Master, have you ever thought about obtaining fame?"

Shen Tingtan shook his head and said, "I never thought about it."

Song Ruosu had nothing to say again and asked, "Master, was he ever told by his parents to study hard when he was a child?"

Shen Tingtan said briefly: "No."

Song Ruosu was speechless for a while, and Shen Tingtan was also silent.

After a while, Song Ruosu said nonchalantly: "Master, do you think I'm a troublesome talkative? Does Master not want to talk to me?"

"If Ruosu is a teacher's apprentice, it's not a trouble. Being a teacher is just a matter of inflexibility." Shen Tingtan rubbed Song Ruosu's hair comfortingly, "Don't be afraid."

Song Ruosu rubbed Shen Tingtan's arm with his forehead and said, "Master, do you think this disciple will do the same thing tomorrow night?"

Shen Tingtan said uncertainly: "As a teacher, I can't say for sure."

If tomorrow night, my body becomes yearning for Shen Tingtan again, what should I do?

Song Ruosu was thinking hard, the magic cultivator mentioned by Shen Tingtan came into his mind, could it be that magic cultivator tampered with this body?

The original body will be made into a furnace in the second half of the story, but his current situation is very similar to the description of the original body after being made into a furnace. The difference is that after the original body is made into a furnace, he yearns for it all the time. But he only wants to have a skin-to-skin kiss with Shen Tingtan at night, but so far, he doesn't want to go to Wushan with Shen Tingtan. After all, Shen Tingtan is his master, and he is not Duanxiu after all.

"What if..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and Ji Qianli was outside: "Ruosu, are you feeling better? Can you keep vigil for Han Hai? If you are still unwell, you don't need to keep vigil, but at least You have to show your face, after all, you are Han Hai's junior brother."

Song Ruosu's whole body was weak, and he couldn't walk at all, so he had no choice but to refuse: "Uncle, I'm very uncomfortable, I can't show my face, please trouble me to apologize to senior brother and fellow disciples on my behalf."

Song Ruosu's voice was delicate and soft, and there was a little panting, Ji Qianli's heart was so itchy that she wanted to kiss Fangze.

"Ruosu, Master Uncle has come in." Just as he pushed the door open a slit, the slit closed quickly.

Song Ruosu didn't want Ji Qianli to know that Shen Tingtan was still in his room, so as not to tarnish Shen Tingtan's reputation, so she hurried before Shen Tingtan opened her mouth and said, "Master, see you tomorrow."

Ji Qianli didn't give up, but after tossing for a long time, he still couldn't push the door open, so he had to leave angrily.

Shen Tingtan thought that the reason why Song Ruosu didn't want Ji Qianli to know that he was still in the room was because he didn't want Ji Qianli to notice his abnormality, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Master, I'm fine." Song Ruosu pulled his right hand out of Shen Tingtan's left hand.

Shen Tingtan went to watch the "Taiping Jing" again.

An hour later, Song Ruosu came out of the cold water, the sound of the water fell into Shen Tingtan's ears, and Shen Tingtan didn't even lift his eyes.

Song Ruosu dried her body, put on her obscene clothes and trousers, got on the bed, and covered herself with a brocade quilt.

This brocade quilt smells like sunlight, it must have been exposed to the sun just today.

He used to like the smell of sunlight, but now he prefers the smell of Shenting Sandalwood.

He forced himself to close his eyes and survived the night with great difficulty.

The next day, as soon as he woke up, he got out of bed.

He remembered the corpse of Longjingsu not far from the bed, but the corpse was nowhere to be found, maybe Shen Tingtan cleaned it up for him?

He pursed his lips and smiled, put on his clothes and washed up, only to see Shen Tingtan come in.

Shen Tingtan was holding the food table in his hand, seeing that Song Ruosu was awake, he put down the food table, and waved to Song Ruosu, "Are you hungry? Come here for breakfast."

"Yeah, I'm hungry." This body is of a superficial level, and he is already hungry after only one day without food.

Song Ruosu's legs were weak, and he staggered, and was immediately supported by Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan helped Song Ruosu to the side of the table, and after Song Ruosu sat down, he brought mushroom chicken porridge, fried buns and pickled melon out of the dining table one by one, and put the spoon into Song Ruosu's hands.

Not long after, Song Ruosu emptied the breakfast.

Shen Tingtan tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, put them back in the food table, pointed his fingers, and ordered the food table to go to the kitchen by itself, and asked Song Ruosu: "Han Hai is going to have a funeral soon, are you going to attend the funeral?"

Song Ruosu said without thinking, "I'm going."

Zhou Hanhai is the elder brother of the original body, and he should send Zhou Hanhai to the original body for the last time.

"Okay." Shen Tingtan put his right palm on Song Ruosu's heart, and sent some true energy to Song Ruosu, "Ruosu, do you feel better?"

The zhenqi from Shen Tingtan traveled through the eight extraordinary meridians, making Song Ruosu's tormented body more comfortable.

"I'm sorry I wasted my master's true energy." Song Ruosu was full of guilt.

"It doesn't matter." Shen Tingtan walked ahead.

The mourning hall was already full of people from the Xuanxin Sect, all of them were offering incense to Zhou Hanhai one by one.

After everyone finished offering incense, Song Ruosu and Shen Tingtan did it.

After they finished offering incense, a while later, Tan Xiaolang said, "The auspicious time has come."

Zhou Hanhai's coffin was lifted up by four outer disciples.

If a person who worshiped Xuanxin Sect passed away, unless someone from the clan wanted to take back the remains, they would usually be buried in the back mountain.

Zhou Hanhai had no family or reason at the foot of the mountain, so he was buried in the back mountain.

After the coffin was carried to the back mountain, it was buried immediately.

Although the coffin had been nailed to death, just in case, Shen Tingtan still had a thought and burned the broken corpses inside.

Song Ruosu smelled the stench of meat, and immediately guessed Shen Tingtan's intentions.

He felt nauseous and covered his lips to prevent himself from vomiting.

For a moment, the smell of meat was submerged in the smell of various paper figures, paper carriages... being ignited.

Shen Tingtan recited "Taishang Dongxuan Lingbao Tianzun Said the Wonderful Sutra of Rescuing Suffering and Exorcising Sins" for Zhou Hanhai's salvation.

Song Ruosu listened to Shen Tingtan's sutra sound, and the nausea disappeared immediately.

Tan Xiao stuffed a stack of paper money into Song Ruosu's hand: "Ruosu, come and burn the paper money with me."

Song Ruosu followed Tan Xiao and knelt in front of the grave. The paper money was soft, and the ash generated was also soft. Even though there was no wind at the moment, it was blown into the air.

He has never been to the underworld, so he does not know whether the burnt offerings and paper money can be received by the dead.

Maybe you can get it?Maybe it's just a custom.

He looked at the thick white smoke and thought to himself: Should I burn some paper money for Ruofei? Eight out of ten parents will not remember to burn paper money for Ruofei. If Ruofei has not been reincarnated, she is starving in the hell It will be bad.

Thinking of this, he said to Tan Xiao: "Second senior brother, did you buy this paper money from the mountain?"

Tan Xiao asked: "Do you want to burn paper money for others?"

Song Ruosu replied: "I want to burn paper money for my most important person."

Tan Xiao said sympathetically, "It turns out that your most important person has passed away."

"I'm useless. I can't protect him. I can only sit back and watch him die innocently." Song Ruosu clenched his fist and felt a little pain, only to recall that he broke his palm last night, and Shen Tingtan bandaged him. Not long ago , he has removed the bandage.

"Sorry." Tan Xiao and Song Ruosu were not familiar, but from the first meeting, Tan Xiao didn't like Song Ruosu.

For one thing, the master has clearly not accepted a disciple for many years, Song Ruosu and his father only visited the master once, and the master let go and accepted Song Ruosu as a disciple;

He suggested: "I'll take you down the mountain to buy paper money later, okay?"

Song Ruosu said gratefully: "Thank you, Second Senior Brother."

Tan Xiao said boldly: "You and I are brothers, so there is no need to thank you."

By the time the paper money was burned, Shen Tingtan had finished reading the "Taishang Dongxuan Lingbao Tianzun Said the Wonderful Sutra of Rescuing Suffering and Exorcising Sin".

All the people dispersed, leaving only Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan raised his hand and stroked the tombstone and said, "Senior brother, I failed to take good care of Han Hai, I'm sorry, if you know about it, you will definitely blame me? Han Hai, don't worry, as a teacher, you will be able to find out the truth soon. Fierce, give you justice."

When the north wind picked up, it made Shen Tingtan's clothes flutter, and his frosty hair flew like an exiled immortal.

On that side, Song Ruosu and Tan Xiao went down Xuanxin Mountain together.

Xuanxin Mountain was steep and rugged, fortunately Shen Tingtan gave Song Ruosu some true energy, otherwise, Song Ruosu might not have died down the mountain.

After descending Xuanxin Mountain, Song Ruosu looked around curiously.

Song Ruosu was born in a family of merchants, and was locked up in a study for many years. He had only seen such a village in front of him in the scriptures.

It's a pity that it's winter, and everywhere is bleak. When spring comes, it must be full of vitality, right?

Tan Xiao looked at Song Ruosu's face that had never seen the world, and joked, "If you look a little longer, the common people may think that you are going to rob women."

"I won't rob people's girls by force." Song Ruosu knew that Tan Xiao was joking with him, and said with a relaxed attitude.

Tan Xiao took Song Ruosu into a coffin shop, and asked the shopkeeper, "Is there any paper money?"

The shopkeeper still remembered Tan Xiao: "Didn't the young master already buy a bag of paper money yesterday?"

Tan Xiao smiled and said, "I bought a bag yesterday, but today I want to buy another bag to take care of the shopkeeper's business?"

"Yes, yes, of course." The shopkeeper took out a bag of paper money, "Is it enough?"

Tan Xiao didn't answer, and turned his head to Song Ruosu: "Is it enough?"

"Enough." Song Ruosu was about to pay, but found himself penniless.

He whispered embarrassedly: "Second senior brother, I forgot to bring my money bag."

Tan Xiao thought that Song Ruosu knew everything, but unexpectedly, Song Ruosu, who knew everything, even forgot to bring his wallet.

He took the bag of paper money, handed it to Song Ruosu, and then took out a bunch of copper coins and gave it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper happily took the copper coins, and said casually: "Welcome to visit next time."

Tan Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "What's so good about the coffin shop? Welcome to visit me next time?"

The shopkeeper knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly said: "Young master, don't take offense."

Tan Xiao is more than two hundred years old, and he is not a young man, but he did not correct him, but said to Song Ruosu: "Let's go."

Song Ruosu held the paper money in his arms, and his heart was suddenly as bleak as a winter scene.

Seeing Song Ruosu's sad face, Tan Xiao didn't ask any questions, but just accompanied Song Ruosu quietly.

Song Ruosu went up the stairs, and when he returned to Xuanxinzong, he was out of breath.

He caressed his heart, and said to himself sadly: After nightfall, I'm afraid it will still be like last night and the night before?