"A bowl of wontons, no green onions."
The downtown was bustling with people. Gu Beiqing was dressed in black, drinking tea leisurely and watching the people coming and going on the street.
In the early days of the Zhengyang Festival, business in the town is always booming, and representatives from almost all sects will gather here. Thanks to the monks' light, Sushui Town at the foot of Zhengyang Mountain is prosperous.
"Hey, Brother Gu, long time no see!" Wu Jing looked at the wontons on the table, patted Gu Beiqing's shoulder and said with a smile, "You can't treat me to a bowl!" After that, he sat down and asked for a bowl too.
"Why, since when has this kind of stall caught the attention of your little sect leader?" Gu Beiqing smiled faintly. "Harm! What are you doing to bring this up?" Wu Jing touched his nose and looked around uncomfortably.
Wu Jing, courtesy name Ziye. In fact, people used to call him Mr. Wu. After the news spread that he loved to go shopping, and because his father was the head of the Wanjiang Sect, he fell into this title. So much so that when people mention him now, they add a bit of ridicule.
"Hey, Brother Gu." Wu Jing covered half of his face with a fan and leaned towards Gu Beiqing, "It is said that Yan Shuiqing, who asked me this time, will also come. Yan Shuiqing, do you understand?"
Yan Shuiqing is known as the Chosen Son of the Cangling Sect. He has reached the peak of Qi training at the age of twenty-nine. Because of his appearance, which is like a fish and a goose, there is a saying among the people that "when Shuiqing comes out of the mountain, the world will fall".
But Gu Beiqing's impression of her only stayed in these hearsay descriptions. After all, her parents had joined a sect once when she was so young. It seemed that this Zhengyang Festival was her debut.
"Wow, these wontons are delicious, not bad." Wu Jing tasted one and then turned to Gu Beiqing. The wontons in the bowl were not touched much. He dragged his cheek with one hand and held the handle of the spoon with the other, still scooping up the wonton soup in the bowl. The sun shone on his angular face, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, which made Wu Jing slightly stunned. He could really be called the "unparalleled young master in the world".
Gu Beiqing raised his eyes, and Wu Jing suddenly realized that he had gone a little too far, so he quickly looked away and muttered: "It would be great if it was a girl."
"What?"
"No, no, no, it's nothing. Brother Gu, hurry up and eat. You can't waste such delicious food!" Wu Jing laughed.
"Why are you following me?" Gu Beiqing suddenly turned around and asked. "Why are you out here like this? Of course I'm going to stay with you in the hotel." Gu Beiqing was speechless for a moment, expressing his helplessness that he had to deal with such a playboy.
"I want two upper rooms."
The two chose an inn near the river to rest. Gu Beiqing leaned against the window, looking at the green willows and gurgling water outside, feeling very uncomfortable. Wu Jing was still chattering in his ears, but he didn't hear a word. Being alone for a long time made him really not used to this kind of familiarity.
A flash of white came into view, and Gu Beiqing was shocked. The white-clothed figure on the bridge in the distance gradually overlapped with the sanctimonious back figure in the impression, but suddenly his eyes blurred and disappeared. Gu Beiqing rubbed his temples and shook his head, but still closed the window.
"Hey, why is Brother Gu feeling unwell?"
"Hey, hey, don't be so heartless." Gu Beiqing looked gloomy and pushed Wu Jing out of the room.
After asking Wu Jing to leave, Gu Beiqing sat at the table, stroking the teacup carefully with his fingers. He didn't know how he would end up if his master really came this time. No one would believe him even if he told him. The dignified Xuanzhi Blessed One would deliberately suppress his disciples because he was jealous of their extraordinary talents. Gu Beiqing, who had basically never received any support from the sect, cherished this opportunity. A young man from a family like Wu Jing who had a smooth journey could not realize how much he cherished this opportunity.
