"A drop of vermilion hangs in the green shade, which is suspected to be the leftover lips of a young girl."
Qingqing repeated it lightly. Of course, this sentence was extremely beautiful.
Zhao Rang didn't feel anything at all. He only felt that this peanut was extremely strange and had something he had never seen before.
After a few more glances, he withdrew his thoughts, stared at the little junior sister's face, and asked:
"What does flower girl mean?"
The junior sister was a little overwhelmed by Zhao Rang's serious gaze. For a moment, her words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.
Seeing this, Qingqing quickly took her junior sister's arm and asked her to come inside and sit down.
"Aren't you busy right now? I just made tea!"
The junior sister thought for a while, shook her head at Qingqing, and then took a step forward. The two walked into the room side by side, leaving only Zhao Rang behind. She shook her head looking at their backs and followed helplessly. superior.
There are four futons in the room, but now only one is empty.
Three cups of hot tea, steaming and steaming, just like the voices of three people.
The junior sister took a sip and immediately praised:
"Sister, the tea you make is so delicious! It's better than the tea made by many senior brothers and sisters who specialize in tea ceremony!"
No one doesn't like compliments.
Qingqing is no exception.
Zhao Rang saw a slight dimple on Qingqing's face when the junior sister said this.
Only when she is happy from the bottom of her heart, her smile will appear and a shallow dimple will appear on her face.
Who knows this, Zhao Rang happens to be one of them, but he can't remember the last time he saw Qing Qing smiling with his dimples showing, and how long it has been since now.
"If it tastes good, drink more!"
The junior sister nodded heavily, blew on the hot air on the tea soup, then raised her neck and took a big sip.
After a few sips of hot tea, the junior sister gradually relaxed.
"What did you ask my junior sister just now? It seems that I interrupted you."
Qingqing brought the topic to Zhao Rang at the right time.
Such ability to be harmonious and corresponding was naturally developed in Changchun Garden.
Zhao Rang responded, took over the conversation without leaving any trace, and asked again:
"Just now you said you were the flower girl on duty today. What does this flower girl mean?"
The junior sister still had some grudges against Zhao Rang. After hearing what he asked her, she quickly put down her teacup, sat upright, and answered solemnly:
"The flower delivery girl is responsible for delivering flowers to the senior sisters who live in this area, once in the morning and once in the evening. Three days is a duty, and today is my second day on duty."
Zhao Rang was noncommittal about this answer.
He originally thought that the flower girl had some deeper meaning, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a literal meaning.
"Why are you sending flowers? You cultivators are looking at these flowers and plants all day long. Aren't you afraid that your mind will be disturbed?"
Zhao Rang asked next.
The junior sister smiled and said:
"I'm afraid what you are saying is what the monk said. The most fundamental practice of our Taoist sect is the harmonious coexistence of man and nature. Especially the disciples of Kun Dao must understand the changes in natural life from the flowers, grass, branches and leaves, and transform them into their own cultivation. a part of."
After saying that, the junior sister felt that what she said was not strong enough, so she added:
"This is an important lesson!"
"Then each time the flowers are sent, are they ordered by the flower girl or your teacher?"
The junior sister said embarrassedly:
"It's the flower girl's decision... Every time I'm on duty, it's actually a test. It tests this disciple's understanding of nature and human nature. Only by choosing the most suitable flower can we be considered successful in learning. .”
Zhao Rang found it interesting and was about to ask a few more questions, but when he saw the younger junior sister's expression immediately became lonely, she said:
"It's a pity that I was born with a stupid brain... Those who went up the mountain at the same time as me have already finished this lesson, and I am the only one who is still on duty. The new junior sisters all call me the senior sister on duty, which is really embarrassing... …”
Qingqing comforted him and said:
"The flowers you sent today won our hearts! Tell your teacher later. He and I are very satisfied!"
With Qingqing's encouragement, the junior sister's complexion improved significantly and she started talking more.
"Originally, after delivering the flowers, I had to choose the flowers for tomorrow morning together with the three junior sisters I brought with me, but just now the senior sister suddenly came to me and said that there is no need for tonight, and that I can go to bed directly after sending the flowers, so I have more idle."
"Three junior sisters?"
Zhao Rang asked alertly.
The junior sister said:
"Yes, although I am a junior sister...but I am already a senior sister in their eyes. There are three disciples who have just been on the mountain and are learning how to be the flower girls on duty with me."
Zhao Rang asked:
"Is it the sect's rule to meet them after sending flowers every day?"
The junior sister nodded and replied:
"It's a rule, something that's unbreakable. But when my senior sister came to inform me, it's probably the senior commander's decision. I don't know."
After the junior sister finished speaking, she drank the last sip of tea in the teacup and prepared to get up and leave.
When she walked to the door, Zhao Rang suddenly reached out and took her arm, which startled the junior sister and made her look at Qingqing.
"Take me to the place where your three junior sisters are."
"This...this...or...otherwise you should find my senior sister, I..."
Zhao Rang took out the piece of cloth from his arms, held it in his hand, waved it in front of her, and said:
"See, this is something your great-uncle gave me. He asked me to do him a favor. If you take me there, you are doing me a favor. By changing the direction, you are also helping your great-uncle."
Zhao Rang went through a lot of twists and turns, leaving the younger junior sister in a fog, unable to stop and think carefully about the logic.
And she did know that Zhao Rang had been to Lu Zu's hall in the Nine Heavens and met his uncle. As an ordinary disciple of Baihe Mountain, there was no doubt about the courage and courage of the master's uncle. Coupled with Zhao Rang's seriousness, the junior sister agreed by mistake.
"good."
"Then you must follow me closely. It is getting dark in the mountains. It will be dangerous for unfamiliar people to walk at night!"
After leaving the small courtyard, Zhao Rang realized that this place was the top of Kundao Mountain. In other words, all the people living here were female disciples from Baihe Mountain.
"Why did you throw me into the crowd of women..."
Zhao Rang muttered something, which happened to be heard by Qingqing.
"Isn't it bad? Isn't this why you went to Changchun Garden?"
Zhao Rang's face became a little uneasy, and he said forcefully:
"That's all Ximen Dazhuang's doing, what does it have to do with me!"
Qingqing snorted contemptuously.
Who can understand the various reasons and feelings better than her?
Seeing her like this, Zhao Rang also became angry.
I thought to myself that I had never gone out of my way to treat her, and that I truly treated her as a friend. If the other girls are a bit conceited themselves, they are extremely open-minded towards you. On the contrary, given the current situation, Zhao Rang couldn't help but think too much, thinking that Qing Qing and the others in the investigation department must have laid out the chessboard early and made fools of themselves and others.
From this perspective, Zhao Rang and Qing Qing may never be friends.
The trust between each other is only temporary and is closely linked to interests.
Zhao Rang once liked a word called "discussing things as they are", but now he doesn't like it anymore. Because the situation in which this word can be used happened to him. But when this moment happened, he realized that he was not as generous as he thought.
The place where the junior sister took them was not far away.
It was right after dinner and before morning classes. Many girls gathered together in twos and threes, holding scriptures in their hands and talking about their private matters. Echoing each other with the birds returning to their nests in the trees, one is noisy and the other is quiet.
But whether it was a bird or a girl, they all became quiet when they saw Zhao Rang.
Because no man has ever been to this place.
The reason why Zhao Rang can come is because he and Qing Qing are "husband and wife".
After these surprised eyes stayed on Zhao Rang long enough, they would turn to Qing Qing, and finally look at the face of the younger junior sister.
She is the only person these girls know, and everyone wants to get an accurate explanation, or answer, from her.
The junior sister didn't know what to say, so she could only lower her head and speed up her pace.
Still Qingqing!
She went from being side by side with her junior sister, to being a few steps behind, and then to being side by side with Zhao Rang. Then she reached out to hold Zhao Rang's arm, and then moved her body slightly closer, making her look intimate but also generous.
In this way, the identity of the two people is ready to be revealed!
The confused girls dispersed and returned to their previous state.
As a Taoist sect, Baihe Mountain has a vague reputation as the leader of the Taoist sect, so there are countless believers who come to the mountain to worship and donate, but they are not as young and radiant as Zhao Rang and Qing Qing.
"They're just ahead, they should... Huh? Why are there so many people?!"
The junior sister pointed far ahead to the right.
Zhao Rang looked around and saw that the courtyard she was pointing to had been solidly surrounded. Three feet away from the courtyard gate, there were many sword-wielding disciples standing with serious faces, as if strangers were not allowed to enter. look like.
"Who are these people?"
Zhao Rang asked.
He knew what was going on, so he wasn't surprised by the battle. On the contrary, it was these sword-wielding disciples that aroused his interest.
Because these disciples vary in age, some are middle-aged, while others are still childish.
"Are you talking about these sword-wielding senior brothers?"
"They are all mountain guards of Baihe Mountain, led by the headmaster and elders."
"Why is there such a big difference in age? For the one in front of me, if he had a child, he would probably be about the same age as you!"
Zhao Rang continued.
The junior sister explained:
"The Mountain Guards are not all disciples in the mountains, but also people from the martial arts and lakes who have defected from the mountains. But generally speaking, they are mainly disciples in the mountains. Some senior brothers feel that their understanding is too poor and their Taoism is insufficient, so they will take the initiative to join the Mountain Guards to practice martial arts first. , use this to temper your Taoist heart, and then wait for the opportunity to come, and then start practicing Taoism again."
Speaking of this, the junior sister paused and said in a very respectful tone:
"Cultivation of Taoism, like eating and drinking, is a lifelong matter. No one can eat enough in one bite, and no one can eat non-stop!"
In his mind, these senior brothers may be dull in talent, but they have great perseverance that far exceeds others! For the sake of the Tao in your heart, you will never give up. As long as you are always getting closer, even if you are a few decades behind others, that will be the best thing in the world!
"Well...it's indeed admirable!"
Zhao Rang said, then raised his legs and continued walking forward.
The younger junior sister was unable to stop him, and the middle-aged mountain guard immediately raised his sword across his chest and issued a warning to Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang saw that he didn't even take out his sword, so he didn't care at all. He took a step to the side and was about to continue moving forward when he suddenly felt a flash of cold light.
"The Acting Headmaster is working on something, please stay here!"
Zhao Rang was not wearing a Taoist robe, and he had a black steel knife on his waist.
This mountain guard was originally from the martial arts world, and a cursory look at Zhao Rang's clothes revealed that he must be a member of an aristocratic family.
If it were in the past, a rootless warrior like him would not dare to compete with the children of aristocratic families.
But times have changed, and he has become a mountain guard under Baihe Mountain. His horizons and morale have also improved, and of course he no longer fears these so-called children of aristocratic families. Out of his duty, he drew his sword on Zhao Rang and blocked him from the courtyard door. At the same time, he glanced vaguely into the courtyard to see if the acting headmaster had noticed the situation on his side.
"I won't embarrass you. As long as you hand this over to your acting headmaster for me, he will naturally come out to pick me up."
The middle-aged mountain guard listened very carefully. After listening, he repeated it in his mind to make sure he heard nothing wrong or missed anything. Especially Zhao Rang's sentence "He will naturally come out to pick me up." instead of "He will naturally let me in."
The warriors in the martial arts world who are very powerful and don't have a big tree to back them are best at looking at people with high eyebrows and low eyes, being obedient, coming out to pick them up, and letting people in, but there is a huge difference.
Looking at Zhao Rang now, the middle-aged mountain guard has lost his previous unruliness. After bowing to him as a door salute, he politely took the piece of cloth, turned around and entered the courtyard, trotting all the way.
After a while, people from the house were seen filing out, and the yard was crowded. A group of elders surrounded the acting headmaster and walked quickly outside the courtyard.
"Master Zhao?"
The acting headmaster is a thin middle-aged man. Unlike the immortal elders behind him, his beard is cleanly shaved and his robes are also very clean and neat. At first glance, he doesn’t look like a Taoist priest at all, but looks like a teacher in an academy!
In fact, Zhao Rang saw it quite well.
Several of Bai Hezi's junior disciples were either arrogant in their talents or uneducated, but he was the only one who studied hard all day long, was a master of scriptures, and had thoroughly devoured all the Taoist classics. Once, someone from the south made provocative remarks, but asked about the number of Dao Zang words without asking about the content. Unexpectedly, he could still answer fluently, and since then he has firmly occupied the throne of the No. 1 Dao Zang in Baihe Mountain to this day.
But everything must have pros and cons. If you are good at classics, you must be neglectful of magic and human feelings.
Therefore, no matter how proficient he is in his studies, he will still not be able to carry Baihe Mountain. At the moment, there is really no other way to go. In terms of seniority, who else can we choose? Only then will it appear what Uncle Master said to Zhao Rang, "Don't ask me about anything. I'm the same with him and without him!"
When he saw Zhao Rang, the eagerness in the eyes of the acting head coach was not fake. With that posture, he could be regarded as a reinforcement sent by his master's uncle. He could immediately break through the illusion, break through the confusion, give justice to the disciples involved in the trouble, and give an explanation to the people on Baihe Mountain.
