Chapter 3 Confucian Disciples

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Sometimes, names are weird things.

Shui Han was very curious about his name. He asked Fatty Wen, and Fatty Wen said that he was an abandoned orphan. He picked him up from Yishui and raised him. It was winter at that time and the weather was cold. Most of the river water was frozen. I heard that the fat man thought he had read poetry and books, so he named it Yi Shuihan after this scene. Although he was not sure, Shui Han could vaguely feel a hand touching his forehead and putting the Millennium Tears around his neck. Shui Han had dreamed of this scene countless times in his dreams, but he had no real memory, as if everything was just an illusion.

What interests Shuihan is Richu's name. Ri means the sun, and Chu means the first born. It is as natural as her person, but the name that should have been full of enthusiasm has been modified by her calm expression so that there is no ripple. She wore light blue clothes all day long, which further hid the light of the sun. Looking at her elegant white hair, Shui Han could hardly think of any words about the sun.

On the other hand, even though his name was very depressed, he was wearing a dark red shirt with large strips, which could not be compared with the word "Shuihan" at all.

Perhaps there is no connection between name and personality...

The pure main hall.

Xun Kuang opened the bamboo slips in his hand and began to click.

Shui Han could clearly see the man standing in the middle of the high platform with all white beard and hair, but Shui Han didn't think he was old. Except for his all white beard and hair, there was almost nothing about him that could not compare with him. He was strong, tall, and had a loud voice. You can tell at a glance that he is a sweetheart. Shui Han was convinced. The leader standing at the top of Peach Blossom Spring should be such a person.

"Zhao Guo, Ziqing..."

"The students have arrived."

At this moment, the hall is full of newly selected students from Jingdi this year, as well as other people dressed as teachers. Jingmen is also among them. The teachers are standing behind Xun Kuang, as if they are waiting for something...

"God Realm, the beginning of the day..."

"arrive."

Shui Han subconsciously looked at Richu next to her. At this moment, Richu was concentrating on reading a book. She was reading so carefully that she didn't notice Shui Han's approach.

"What are you reading?"

Shui Han asked.

After a long time, Shui Han couldn't figure out how he had the courage to strike up a conversation at that time, but this seemed to be a good start.

Richu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Shui Han, smiled and said:

"You are the one who saved me on the Yuelao Statue."

Shui Han blushed a little, help? Shui Han still hasn't figured out what happened.

"thank you!"

Richu showed a playful smile.

Shui Han saw her raised lips, and his head was suddenly struck by lightning, and he lowered his head.

"that……"

"Oh, at that time, I kissed you because Yuelao's red thread would only loosen when she felt true love, otherwise it would get tighter and tighter. I was just trying to escape danger, so don't think too much about it." Richu Squinting his eyes, his expression was relaxed.

"oh……"

It turns out that’s all it is…

"but……"

At the beginning of the day, he turned his attention to the book again and said unexpectedly:

"You must never fall in love with me."

After hearing this, Shui Han froze on the spot, his face as red as a tomato.

"Haha, just kidding."

The bangs were blocking it, so Richu's expression couldn't be seen.

"By the way, what book is this?"

"Medical book."

"Ai?"

"A Fei's wings were injured when he fell. Well, it's that big bird."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

The conversation was turned in another direction.

On the stage, Xun Kuang announced the names of the new students in an orderly manner.

The teachers stood behind Xun Kuang, and Jingmen stood on the far right. Suddenly he felt something put on his shoulders. When he looked back, he saw that it was a very cute boy. Murong Xue on the side smiled and said:

"How about it? He's handsome. I finally found a new boyfriend."

"Xue, don't make trouble."

Next to him, a handsome man with long hair half-covering his eyes and a sword on his waist said:

"Put away your witchcraft."

The tone was serious.

"No, I found it with great difficulty."

The girls started acting coquettishly.

Jingmen smiled bitterly.

Murong Jiudao and Murong Xue are a pair of famous brothers and sisters with very different personalities in the Pure Land. Murong Jiudao is usually stern and always has a hint of melancholy in his eyes, but his strength is super strong and he is one of the top swordsmanship masters in the Pure Land. His sister Murong Xue, on the other hand, is a mischievous type and is very good at witchcraft. The so-called witchcraft can be divided into two categories: manipulation and curse. Murongxue is proficient in manipulation and is particularly interested in controlling corpses, which is the so-called death control. Because she has been hanging out with corpses for many years, few men pursue her in her prime and good looks, and many people are intimidated by her. This makes Jiudao, who is extremely concerned about his sister's life-long affairs, always All have a headache. Fortunately, she didn't care about it. She took pleasure in collecting the corpses of handsome men, and controlled the corpses to walk around, saying to everyone she met:

"Look, my boyfriend."

Jingmen has long been used to this.

"By the way, did you bring that child?"

Murong Xue put aside her boring elder brother and asked Jingmen.

"Um."

"Where, where?"

Murong Xue was looking forward to it.

"there."

Jingmen pointed in the direction of Shui Han.

Murong Xue looked over and saw the intertwining of red and blue.

"I hooked up with a girl so quickly, haha..."

Murong Xue smiled evilly.

Jiudao seemed to have noticed Shui Han.

"Is he ready?"

"What?"

Jingmen was surprised.

"After today, he will become a Confucian disciple"

"Well, I'm probably ready."

"Yan State, Yi Shuihan."

"arrive!"

Short and punchy response.