Tang Xin was holding her chin with one hand and reading a book in the other, while the three children continued to eat quietly.
Yu Chuchu and Chen Nianyun didn't eat much, just a bowl of porridge and two plates of side dishes.
Lin Xiaolu had a big appetite, and naturally there were three Baiwei chickens, two yellow croakers, and several bowls of rice in front of him.
Yu Chuchu drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and suddenly looked at Tang Xin expectantly and asked: "Senior Sister Tang, it will be a few days before we recruit disciples. So, if we have free time these days, can we go out to play? I want to go out with Brother Nianyun. .”
Hearing this, Tang Xin tilted her head and thought for a moment, then looked at Lin Xiaolu who started to chew on the second chicken leg.
"Kid, do you want to go out to play?"
"I don't want it." Lin Xiaolu puffed his lips and shook his head: "I want to train. The boss said that the road to martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."
Tang Xin was a little surprised. This naughty kid didn't want to go out to play?
She chuckled and said, "It's okay for you to come out and play occasionally, but senior sister is responsible for you, so we have to do everything together.
Tomorrow happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival in this world, and there will be a lantern festival in the evening. We can go out and watch the lanterns together. "
"Wow~"
Yu Chuchu's eyes suddenly brightened up and she exclaimed in surprise: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival! I almost forgot!"
Chen Nianyun was also slightly happy. They had been practicing in Emei for so long that they no longer remembered the festivals in the mortal world.
Both children looked very happy, and even Tang Xin couldn't help but smile.
And just as the three people, one big, two small, were chatting and laughing about where they would go to play tomorrow, a silly voice suddenly sounded.
"What is the Mid-Autumn Festival...?"
In the bright side room, Tang Xin, Yu Chuchu, and Chen Nianyun all looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise.
"Little deer, don't you know the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Tang Xin stared in surprise.
Lin Xiaolu opened his big eyes, filled with confusion.
"Pfft, hahahaha, you don't even know about the Mid-Autumn Festival, how stupid are you?" Yu Chuchu laughed and taunted: "Oh~ which corner did you and your sister come from? You made me laugh so hard Hahahaha~"
Yu Chuchu smiled so hard that she could hardly stand up straight, and her words were full of contempt, which made Tang Xin beside her frown and turn to look at her.
Before Yu Chuchu could react, she was still smiling from ear to ear. It wasn't until Chen Nianyun pulled her sleeve that she came back to her senses. She quickly stopped smiling and stopped talking, and just looked at the young man with sarcastic eyes.
Chen Nianyun glanced at Lin Xiaolu cautiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was not angry. He asked curiously: "Have you and Xiao Yu'er never celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"No." The boy's mouth was full of food and he continued to ask vaguely: "What is the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival for playing with friends!" Tang Xin directly interrupted Chen Nianyun and told Lin Xiaolu with a smile: "Xiaolu, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, people go to the streets to play with their friends, and then enjoy the scenery together. Yue, let’s eat mooncakes together.”
"Oh~" Lin Xiaolu nodded in sudden realization, and then felt a little depressed. Dongfang Dan had gone home and would not come back until the day after tomorrow. He didn't seem to have many friends around him. The Rakshasa hag... should be counted as one, right?
No, it doesn't count, at most it counts as half. Last time she beat herself at Tongyao Peak, and after the beating she asked herself if she was happy. His head hurt when he saw her.
But since it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, I’ll go see the world by myself and tell my sister later.
After dinner, several children went back to their rooms under the leadership of the guards of Honglu Temple.
The guards here showed great awe to the immortal cultivators like Emei, just like the guards who entertained Lin Xiaolu. They did not show any contempt for him because of his young age. Instead, they were as respectful as slaves. They only dared to lower their heads and talk to him throughout the whole process. Dare to look up at him.
This made him very uncomfortable, and he didn't like this feeling very much.
"Lin Shangxian, this is your bedroom." The tall guard led him to a luxurious wing, lowered his head and said respectfully: "If there is any need, Shangxian can summon me at any time, and me will always be there. Outside the door."
Lin Xiaolu scratched his head and thanked the man in front of him who was about twenty years older than him.
When the guard heard the thank you, he was slightly surprised and said nothing.
After entering the magnificent room in the wing, Lin Xiaolu walked around and felt that there was nothing special about it. However, the mung bean cake on the table was quite delicious. He ate several pieces and only stuffed his little mouth. But after he ate it, Halfway through, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He ran out of the wing on short legs and found the guards standing guard outside.
The guard was keeping watch at night. He was slightly stunned when he saw Lin Xiaolu coming out. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Xiaolu asked expectantly:
"Uncle, have you ever practiced martial arts?"
The guard blinked, then lowered his head and responded: "Hui Lin Shangxian, the villain is an official of the sixth rank. He is a member of the Royal Forest Army. He has learned some martial arts and military sword skills."
When Lin Xiaolu heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, he took the guard's hand and ran into the house. This made the guard extremely nervous, but he did not dare to break away, so he could only let himself be pulled into the house by Lin Xiaolu.
"Come, uncle, sit here." After entering the room, Lin Xiaolu asked the guard to sit at a table, then sat opposite him, and said happily with his little head raised: "Uncle, what kind of martial arts do you know?"
The guard was a little confused and didn't know why Lin Xiaolu asked this. He answered honestly: "When I was young, I briefly learned kite roll, lying on the ground, and Tai Chi. After joining the army, I mainly learned military swordsmanship and spear skills. "
"Wow~ you have learned so many martial arts~" Lin Xiaolu exclaimed, with admiration written all over his little face: "Uncle, your martial arts must be good, and you are so tall, you will rob families and homes in the future, ah, no, you are a protector." You must be a good hand at home and country."
Hearing this, the guard with his head lowered pursed his lips. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He could only suppress his smile and said respectfully: "Thank you, Lord, for the compliment."
"Hehe~" Lin Xiaolu was silly for a moment, then leaned on the table, blinking his big, spiritual eyes and begging: "Uncle, I want to learn martial arts with you, look..."
"My subordinates dare not!"
The guard was suddenly startled when he heard this. He got down from his seat, then with a "plop", he knelt on one knee in front of Lin Xiaolu and said in a trembling voice:
"Lin Shangxian, I am just a martial artist in my humble position. I am definitely no match for you, Shangxian. Please spare my life, Shangxian!"
Lin Xiaolu was startled by the guard's reaction, and quickly explained: "Uncle, it's just a normal sparring, you don't have to worry, I won't tell the emperor, I swear."
However, the guard didn't listen at all and said in horror:
"The Immortal must not tease the humble ones. Immortals and mortals are separated from each other. How can an ordinary person in a humble position be the opponent of the Immortal? Although the Immortal is young, he is a cultivator of immortality. His lifespan can be up to thousands of years. He can use it at will. A spiritual method and a magic weapon can make Beizhi die without a burial place, so how dare Beizhi dare to take action against the immortal!"
After hearing what the guard said, Lin Xiaolu was completely stunned. He stared blankly at the tall man in front of him, unable to say anything for a while.
He really didn't expect that this uncle could be so scared.
Why is he afraid? Why should he be afraid of a warrior?
The eight-year-old boy couldn't understand why a warrior, a strong and unyielding martial artist, could be so afraid of immortal cultivators!
With a simple mind, he suddenly felt so angry. He looked at the waiter and said:
"Uncle, what are you doing?
You are a warrior. Why are you so afraid of me? Is it because I am from Emei?
I already said it was just a normal sparring session, you, you don’t have to do this. "
Lin Xiaolu couldn't explain why he was angry, he just felt aggrieved for no reason, so aggrieved!
This is the first time he has seen a mortal martial artist since he started practicing martial arts. Although he is serving as an errand in the mortal court and may not be a complete martial arts practitioner, he is still a martial artist after all. How can he be so afraid!
Shouldn't a warrior be afraid of nothing but heaven and earth?
I am just an eight-year-old child. Do warriors have to kowtow to me just because I come from the Immortal Cultivation Sect?
Is this worthy of the martial arts gained through hard training?
In the room, the guard did not answer Lin Xiaolu's question, and just kept kneeling on one knee, as if it was natural.
Lin Xiaolu jumped off the stool and wanted to help him up. He immediately trembled and said: "Shangxian, please stop making things difficult for me, I don't dare! I really don't dare!"
