Wu Hui changed her clothes. These clothes are ordinary cotton clothes, white with yellow inside, clean and warm. Thinking about it carefully, this is the same style worn by the people who opened the door for her before and the people who came to ask for advice.
When she walked out of the bathroom, her long hair was still wet, and the cold wind blew through, giving her a headache. There were only two people standing outside the door, and the only male from before had left. Besides Yu, there was a new face she had never seen before. The clothes she wore were different. Although it is also a casual home style, it is made of superior material than cotton. There is a pattern embroidered with gold thread on it, which is very beautiful. I don’t know if it is customized or specially sewn by someone.
Wu Hui, with wet hair and cotton clothes, was a little embarrassed in front of her.
It's not just a matter of clothing. The woman just stood there, exuding a sense of confidence and calmness. Wu Hui is very familiar with it. This is the temperament from the inside out that only a person who "reads thousands of books" can exude. She looked more mature than the last time she saw the woman named Shang, but it wasn't just in terms of age.
She looks directly at you openly, and you feel that what she says cannot be disobeyed.
"Hello……"
"You are Miss Wu, right? I am the general disciple of Feiyunxuan, Gong. I heard from my junior brothers and sisters that you have visited Feiyunxuan. That day I practiced behind closed doors with the owner of the building. I did not receive you. Please forgive me. Junior brother Junior sister, I have a very good impression of you, and it is a pity that we did not meet each other last time. It must be a fate given by God to meet you again today. As a person, I really want to have a good chat with you and hear what you said about your last visit. It's a pity that it's too late, so we'll discuss it on an auspicious day. You can stay here for a while. If you need anything, just treat it as casually as at your own home. But before taking a rest, I hope you can take some time. ——"
Hearing Xingyunliushui's words made Wu Hui confused. These words seemed to have been drafted, or maybe she had said this to countless people. Wu Hui felt that she had been "politely perfunctory", so every syllable passed by like wind in her ears. It wasn't until she vaguely captured some key information from the last sentence that she focused her attention again.
"Our host wants to see you. Please come with me."
If there is only the first half of the sentence, then this sentence can still be considered a discussion. Since the second half was added, it was a notice, and Wu Hui had no choice at all. There is no reason not to bow one's head when relying on others, and besides, she had somewhat expected it. Wu Hui also noticed that Yu, who was very lively before, did not make a sound, but just stood aside obediently, with his hands behind his back, kicking around in boredom.
This is the style of the eldest sister. Wu Hui stood up as straight as possible, for fear of saying something.
Wu Hui followed Gong, walking with her through the backyard and upstairs. All the disciples I saw on the road bowed slightly to signal her, and she nodded frequently in response. The atmosphere among other people I had met before was not so serious. Is Gong a very strict person? Hard to say. She feels that Shang, Jiao and Zheng are each mean in their own way.
When he reached the fourth floor, Gong stopped. She turned around and said to her seriously:
"Our host is a kind and easy-going person, but please be sure to pay attention to your etiquette. If you think you can do whatever you want just because she is friendly, then if our other disciples behave in any rude manner, please forgive us."
"What?" Wu Hui was a little surprised, "How is that possible? No, don't worry."
Gong's eyes seemed to soften a little, and I don't know if it was intentional. Wu Hui thought to himself, he had been polite for a long time before, and he was waiting for me here. Walking to the top floor, they came to the hall where reception tables and chairs were placed. There were already two people sitting there, and the man with the burns on his face was undoubtedly Liangyue-kun. He was still dressed formally, and he didn't look like he needed to sleep at all. He nodded to her slowly, with a polite smile, as if kicking them out had never happened before.
Gong walked to the other person who had his back turned to her. Without any unnecessary words, he just bowed and left. Even if she passed by him before going downstairs, her eyes no longer crossed Wu Hui's.
That woman must be Yu Hengqing.
"Hello."
She slowly came to the empty seat. After all, this is not a formal living room, and all the furnishings are relatively casual. On the round mahogany table are a box, a potted plant, and
Three cups of tea, steaming. Wu Hui was wondering what kind of tea he was drinking at night.
"It's white tea, I won't be able to sleep."
The woman opposite spoke.
Wu Hui was a little surprised. The woman's voice is very light and soft. Wuhui didn't understand why she subconsciously used soft to describe a person's voice. She had imagined what kind of woman this first-floor owner named Lezheng Yunfei would be. In any past activities, she only heard his name but never saw him.
Even last time, there was only a wall between the two of them, and they never had the chance to see her beauty. She is the master of the first floor, will she be as majestic a woman as Gong? She has traveled all over the world, will she be a healthy and strong woman? She is extremely talented, will she be the kind of woman who exudes colorless brilliance?
Now that the veil of mystery was finally taken off, Wu Hui felt a little unreal when facing her.
Lezheng Yunfei is an ordinary woman.
Just very... ordinary. This description may be a bit inappropriate and impolite. It may be that the assumptions in my mind were too exaggerated, so that there was an undesirable gap in the actual meeting. But Wu Hui quickly calmed down. To be fair, she has a beautiful face and dignified posture, which will definitely make people stand out in the crowd. It's just that the women I saw here before were more or less wearing makeup, and she looked much plainer. The clothes were also casual clothes worn indoors, but the material was simple and the patterns were just ordinary printing and dyeing techniques, like the kind of style that can be bought at any time in casual clothes stores.
Is Yu Hengqing actually such a reclusive, simple and indifferent person?
There hasn't been much communication yet, but Wu Hui has developed a liking for her inexplicably.
"What's wrong?" She laughed and rolled her hair back casually. The hairpin she inserted was just an ordinary piece of lacquered wood. "Isn't it what you expected for such a simple reception?" Her voice was still very light and soft.
Gong didn't lie to her. Yu Hengqing is indeed an easy-going woman. There was no hint of irony in what she said, as if it was just a lighthearted joke between friends.
"No, it's not...I didn't expect you to have such a—well, such a simple and elegant style."
"You are so good at talking, I love listening to you."
Wu Hui relaxed a lot. She no longer felt restrained and picked up the tea in front of her. Touching the warm cup, she seemed to have thought of something and unconsciously asked questions of concern.
"Your voice——"
Liang Yuejun said calmly: "Why are you talking so loudly at night?" But his voice was not quiet at all.
"Oh, it doesn't matter." Yunfei waved her hand, "It's okay to tell my little sister. My voice is just like this. If I speak too loudly or for too long, I will become hoarse easily. This is because I sang too much in my early years and my voice was hoarse. The method is not good and the throat is broken."
"You are so dedicated..."
Is this how much you can give to something you love? Wuhui really admires him.
"I have tried all the methods that should be taken care of. The various recipes passed down by my ancestors were all very effective. But I didn't listen to the advice, and because of my youth, I didn't know how to combine work and rest. Now it's better, but I can't do it anymore. There is no need to perform on stage...Fortunately, my disciples succeed each time they compete. They are my hands, eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and they save me a lot of worry."
It’s amazing, it’s amazing. Wu Hui couldn't stop thinking in her heart. At this moment, the ginger-yellow tabby cat ran upstairs without knowing it. It didn't hesitate and jumped into Yunfei's arms skillfully. She touched its head and heard a purring sound.
"I heard what they said about you. You were traveling with a man last time, right? He's not here this time."
"Uh, um... um."
Wu Hui thought to herself that if Mo Weiming had gone with her this time, probably none of this would have happened.
Yun Fei said gently: "Please tell me what happened before Dong Dong brought you here."
Wu Hui sighed, as if he wanted to spit out all the sorrow in his heart. She gave full play to her advantages as a practitioner and told the story from beginning to end in detail and vividly. Afterwards, Yun Fei raised her face thoughtfully and murmured:
"Wearing a scarf, we go
Impermanence..."
She looked at Liangyue-kun for a while.
"Kisaragi-kun." Liangyue-kun raised his chin, "That's the kid who is of the same generation as us - based on the lifespan of the Impermanent Ghost. Well, what he said...isn't just to make someone angry."
"So it's Lord Ruyue?" That was the impermanence of February's death. "He said I could follow Dongdong. I thought you might be trustworthy."
Dong Dong shook his ears when his name was mentioned, but he was still sleeping soundly without opening his eyes.
"Look what you said. It seems that my disciples were too strict before and scared you."
"What happened?"
Liang Yuejun still seems to be obsessed with something.
"Hmm... do you have any thoughts about the star disciples?"
Wuhui, who had just relaxed for a while, sat up straight again and barely swallowed half of the tea she drank. Seeing her like this, Liang Yuejun stretched out his hand and pressed down.
"Why are you nervous? It's not like I have to force you to take sides. Why, are you still holding grudges for kicking you out last time?"
"Well, that's not the case."
"No matter what, I can get you to come over... Although Kisaragi-kun didn't say it explicitly, I think he also prefers that you don't get involved in this. But since he said he would still look for you, he should choose a free time to talk to you. Please explain it clearly."
Yunfei said nothing. She leaned forward and opened the small box on the table. Inside, a sardonyx with a very special color and texture suddenly appeared, the size of a goose egg. Look carefully, there are tiny holes punched in it. It was indeed a bit surprising when I first saw it. What's even more surprising is how dare they expose the magic weapon like this. Wu Hui couldn't understand.
"No matter what you think," Yun Fei stretched out her hand to indicate, "sometimes the identity of a star disciple is not chosen independently. The magical weapon has its own will and will convey messages in its own language. Sometimes, the split magical weapon also has Quality has nothing to do with it. It does not mean that whoever gets more will get the status of a star disciple - many people don't understand this truth. You can even try it. If this xun is handed over to you, it may not be able to blow. You will It’s natural to receive attention from all parties.”
Wu Hui stared at the table hesitantly, not daring to move. She said slowly:
"I-I won't try this... But I still want to know why, judging from your attitude last time, it seems that you don't want us to participate? If Liangyue-kun has the same attitude as you..."
"Ah, that." Liangyue-kun responded nonchalantly, "That's a personal grudge."
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