Yun Xianzong was very quick, and before dawn the next day, everything was ready to receive the worshipers.
Xu Jiaohe was curled up on the Babu bed and had a good dream, but Lu Hua who silently broke in was forcibly dug out from the brocade quilt.
Putting on plain clothes and tying white flowers on the left side of her bun, Xu Jiaohe yawned and stepped into the Zhuochen Hall.
In a corner of the hall, Mei Linzheng, the elder of Bingli, was looking at the mural of "Tao Ancestor Extinguishes Demons" painted with a secret method on the wall with great energy.
"Elder Bingli."
Xu Jiaohe and Mei Lin met with half a courtesy.
"Jiaohe Jun, the entrance to the Yunxian Sect will be opened at Maozheng. The sect has sent two Nascent Soul Stage disciples to lead a team down the mountain to greet the visiting fellow Taoists. You and I only need to wait for the teleportation formation at Huaiyuan Peak. Just at the entrance.”
Mei Lin looks like an old man about the same age as the law enforcement elder.
But unlike Xue Congjie, who was fierce and stubborn, he was obviously much more tactful and tactful in handling matters of etiquette and human relations.
"Thank you, elder, for being willing to help. I almost memorized the list you gave me last night."
Xu Jiaohe was afraid that his words would not be intuitive enough, so he asked Lu Hua behind him to present the jade plaque given by Ming Dan, as well as the notes he had spent half the night scribbling - which contained detailed records of the sect figures who were friends with the Yunxian Sect. , features of the body or face.
Mei Lin lowered his head and looked at it curiously, then was shocked by Xu Jiaohe's wild description, and looked back eagerly.
"I know Mr. Jiaohe has always been thoughtful, which is good. I will report it to the sect master later and reward you."
Mei Lin praised Xu Jiaohe like a child.
But Xu Jiaohe was very good at it. She immediately half-bent her eyes with satisfaction and gave Lu Hua an expression of "Look at how good I am for you."
Boom——
Boom——
Boom——
The ancient brass bell hanging in the center of the Yunxian Sect's protective formation was struck, causing rows of white cranes to fly into the clear sky.
Xu Jiaohe fell half a step behind and followed Mei Lin. She crossed the threshold of Zhuochen Hall and saw a golden light in the distance who didn't know how many miles away.
That golden light was no brighter than the scorching sun, but it was enough to make a mortal like Xu Jiaohe without spiritual power feel the infinite power contained in it.
The isolation barrier at the entrance was temporarily closed, and the passage between the small cave and the human world was connected again.
There was already a long queue outside the stone mountain gate with "Yunxian Zong" written in seal script.
The familiar Xiuxian sects bowed their hands to each other. In order to show respect, under the leadership of several disciples, they walked the two miles and 500 steep steps from the entrance of the Sect Protector Array to the main entrance of Yunxian Sect.
After entering the main entrance and then to the left, there is another teleportation circle with green light hovering.
Xu Jiaohe and Mei Lin stood at the exit of the magic circle, welcoming the first batch of fellow Taoists who came to worship today.
Purple clothes are straight, with red dragon patterns and gold patterns.
It is the sect in Xiaodongtian that has the least dealing with Yunxian Sect - Zitai.
Legend has it that their founders are descendants of the ancient royal family in the world, and purple is the royal color, so everyone in Zi Taizhong wears purple clothes as a symbol, and then embroiders a red dragon with flaming teeth and claws on the clothes, symbolizing nobility, glory, and step. Climb to immortality.
When Xu Jiaohe got along with Ji Ruotan and You Wenyu, she once heard You Wenyu make strange remarks, saying that their eyes were born with eyes on their heads. What she was most dissatisfied with over the years was that the Yunxian Sect had suppressed her and occupied the position of commanding the heroes.
Xu Jiaohe was recalling the content related to Zitai in his mind while looking at the handsome young man in front of him.
Six dragons are embroidered all over the hem and skirt of the disciple's uniform, and with a little beauty mark on his lips, he must be Song Chang, the son of the sect master.
"Jiao He, Taoist Qian Chong."
Song Chang cupped his fists and raised his sword eyebrows as coldly as cold light.
Xu Jiaohe raised her arms in a decent manner in return, but her words were stuck in her mouth and she couldn't come out.
...Although she remembered Song Chang's name, she temporarily forgot his Taoist title.
Oops.
Is the first person you receive going to make a joke?
Mei Lin looked at her nose and nose, but she didn't see the embarrassment beneath Xu Jiaohe's face.
He just took it for granted that she was the master of Huaiyuan Peak, and he shouldn't speak first instead of taking over.
Xu Jiaohe was half embarrassed and half uneasy, her pink face stained with a few inches of scarlet.
She lowered her head in front of Song Chang's half-smiling gaze and quickly thought about what to do.
At this moment, a male voice came from not far away from her: "Jun Hengming, long time no see."
You Wenyu changed into a long white dress without any lines, folded the fan in his palm, and stopped half a step away to greet Song Chang.
Song Chang was enjoying Xu Jiaohe's changing expressions in amusement when the fun was suddenly interrupted. His eyes dimmed and he raised his eyes slightly arrogantly: "Oh, Lord Guanmiao, it's been a long time indeed."
After the two sides greeted each other in a friendly manner, what followed naturally was a confrontation of open and covert weapons.
Song Chang's eyes glanced at Xu Jiaohe, who was silent. He turned his body sideways and pretended not to know: "Wuyan Daojun passed away. The number one sword pavilion in Jiuzhou and Huaiyuan Peak, which is famous in Xiaodongtian, are all caused by Lord Guanmiao will inherit?"
Xu Jiaohe didn't understand the etiquette of titles, so how could it be involved in who would inherit the mantle of Daojun Wuyan.
Moreover, Yunxianzong had already announced to all directions yesterday when he decided to become the master of Huaiyuan Peak.
Why did Song Chang ask such a question?
Xu Jiaohe was dull, but You Wenyu immediately understood the implication of Song Chang's words.
His eyes were slightly cold, but his face still maintained a gentle and gentlemanly smile, and he responded: "Huaiyuan Peak will naturally be inherited by Master's wife, but Master's wife has fainted from crying in front of Master's coffin several times in the past few days, causing her throat to hurt. Damage, difficulty speaking.”
"Surely Lord Hengming can understand the pain of losing a Taoist companion, right?"
Song Chang turned his head and looked at Xu Jiaohe, who was dressed in plain clothes and looked more delicate than a flower. Her eyelashes covered her deer-like eyes, leaving only two red lips and a sharp jaw for people to peep and play at will - —How could this woman look like she fainted from crying or was so sad?
It's obviously too stupid.
So stupid that he forgot what his Taoist name was.
After Song Chang secretly mocked him, he said nonchalantly: "It's actually like this - Mr. Jiaohe and Mr. Wuyan Dao are really a pair of lovers who have deep love and righteousness. It's just that they have passed away, so why should Jiaohe still be here?" You should take care of yourself and don’t let your body be hurt by sorrow.”
Excessive grief, damaged throat, poor widow, Xu Jiaohe raised her wide sleeves, covered her lips and nose, and nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Hengming is indeed right."
"Everyone, please stop standing in the wind and follow me into the main hall."
Only then did Elder Bingli realize the reason why Xu Jiaohe didn't speak.
He was afraid that the other party would make another joke, so he hurriedly spoke and took on the responsibility of leading the way for everyone in Zitai.
…
After finally sending Song Chang and his party into the Zhuochen Hall, Elder Bingli also understood from the accident just now that Xu Jiaohe was unreliable.
It is true that she recited the list carefully, but it is also true that her memory is not good, and she was nervous and forgot the words when meeting strangers.
In desperation, Mei Lin simply used the excuse You Wenyu had found for him, and before the fellow Taoists behind him went up the mountain, he pulled the two of them to a corner: "Wen Yu, you accompany your wife to the inner courtyard to find a veil. Wearing it, you can tell a lie with a damaged throat and look more convincing."
"Yes, Elder Bingli."
You Wenyu agreed obediently.
Xu Jiaohe followed Lu Hua's suggestion and deliberately did not ask him to help at the worship ceremony.
But after all calculations, I still never imagined that I would be like this.
When a lie is told, it has to be disguised.
Xu Jiaohe grabbed her sleeves and deliberately put two steps away from him, and the two of them walked into the inner courtyard one after the other.
Lu Hua and a group of maidservants stayed in Zhuochen Hall to serve tea to various immortal cultivating sects.
The inner courtyard was quiet except for the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.
Xu Jiaohe asked You Wenyu to wait on the outside of the screen partition, and walked to the other side to find a veil to block her face.
She opened the closet, bent down, pulled out a square rosewood box, opened the lid, and found that it was full of silk handkerchiefs.
It should be in harmony with the color of the clothes, and it should be long enough. It is best to cover the neck as well.
Xu Jiaohe worked hard on this end, and then heard You Wenyu said quietly on the other end: "If I don't come today, I'm afraid my wife will be embarrassed."
After picking and rummaging around, Xu Jiaohe mumbled in her busy schedule: "Thank you."
Probably because her perfunctory intention in saying this was too obvious, You Wenyu suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking.
Xu Jiaohe didn't care. She picked out the veil she wanted and walked to the bronze mirror. She moved the thin fabric back and forth on her face. When she found a satisfactory position, she hung the two thin straps between her ears. Go up and try to tie a knot around the back of your head to secure it.
The cool fingertips that suddenly appeared behind her rubbed against her ear bones, and then twisted the ribbon that bound her face on her behalf.
"Master's wife can't see what's behind, so let's let my apprentice help."
Xu Jiaohe thought that there were no other people here and there would be no gossip, so she acquiesced.
You Wenyu's movements were very light, so light that he could hardly feel the presence of his hands.
Only when I lifted up my hair and the end of the ribbon crossed my skin did I feel a vague itching sensation.
Xu Jiaohe folded her legs and crossed her feet, enjoying You Wenyu's gentle warmth without any embarrassment.
As far as she is concerned, as long as she is not serving others, then anyone can serve her.
After a while, You Wenyu breathed out and whispered: "Okay."
Half of the face was reflected in the bronze mirror. The soft outline and delicate lips and nose were hidden under the gauze material, only a pair of pitiful eyes were exposed.
My aunt used to say that she had a pretty face and that she didn't have the decency to be a mistress, so she would never be able to marry into a prestigious family.
Now that it is covered by a veil, it looks a little more dignified and quiet.
You Wenyu still felt that it was not enough, so he spread out a line of spiritual power from his fingertips and penetrated into Xu Jiaohe's delicate neck, and explained to her: "It's a little trick to fool people. I don't think others will be interested when they hear the master's wife's hoarse voice." Forcibly talking to you too much.”
Xu Jiaohe was very impressed by his thoughtfulness.
Feeling happy, Lu Hua's words of warning were completely forgotten.
A half-inch glance, mixed with a soft and melodious tone: "Look at the Yunxian Sect, Wen Yu and I still have the same heart."
