Meng Xueli thought, I have such a good Taoist companion. But after being moved, he was still reluctant to let Ji Xiao take risks.
He made a decision in his heart, and on the surface he agreed obediently: "I understand."
When Ji Xiao saw Meng Xueli's eyes rolling, he knew that he didn't hear it, and he didn't expose it. He lightly brought the topic: "Today, the Hanshan side hall is discussing matters, let's go."
Meng Xueli was ashamed, and even had a big head: "I'm not very good at it."
Ji Xiao led him away: "I know. You don't need to discuss matters, you are responsible for playing cards with Ziyanfeng."
"Ah?" Meng Xueli was even more at a loss, "I'm not good at this either."
"You don't have to be good at it, just play casually, you don't have to let her deliberately." Ji Xiao said.
Since returning to Hanshan, Meng Xueli has not seen the head and the peak masters.
In front of Ji Xiao, several people couldn't help but treat him as a child:
"Xueli, you've lost weight again."
"Good boy, you'll be fine."
Ji Xiao was used to listening when he was Xiao Tingyun, and felt a little helpless. Why is Meng Xueli regarded as a true junior because he is short and not tall
Ji Xiao discussed matters with the real person in charge, Liu Lan, Yue Que, and Chongbi Peak Master, and prepared to seal the mountain.
"Closing the mountain" means that when the sect is in danger, it will no longer receive foreign visitors and will no longer participate in gatherings with other sects.
Recall young disciples who have traveled abroad so that they will not be attacked. The elders also reduced their going out, opened a large formation, and prepared to defend against foreign enemies at any time. For today's Hanshan, closing the mountain is the best choice. It takes time to accumulate strength, so that the enemies in the bright place relax their vigilance, and the enemies in the dark place jump to the bright side.
The head master said: "As a result, Hanshan's prestige has declined..."
The Chongbi Peak Master said, "It's only temporary. What if the false name of 'the first sect' is given to Mingyue Lake for half a year."
It was a serious matter, but Meng Xueli realized that he was really here to play cards.
He and Ziyan Peak Master sat at the small table in the side hall and shuffled the cards.
Ziyan Peak Master: "This kind of card can be played by two people. I'll teach you the rules first. It's very easy. Ji Xiao and I played three laps in the past, and it was his first time to draw a card, but he won every lap. Me. Later, he deliberately let me, almost mad at me... "
Meng Xueli worked hard to recognize the cards, memorized all the rules, and did not want to embarrass the Taoist companions.
But he keeps losing.
After an afternoon passed, my head was dizzy, and I couldn't see whether it was a bar or a tube.
While listening to the discussion next to him, Peak Master Ziyan interjected from time to time to express his opinions, but he still won the smooth sailing, and his face was radiant.
At the end she asked, "How do you feel?"
Meng Xueli wiped the sweat from the forehead: "To be honest, it's more tiring than fighting."
Peak Master Ziyan: "Do you know why I asked you to play cards?"
Meng Xueli shook his head.
"I took you out, but I didn't bring you back. After the Secret Realm competition, I wasn't even in the mood to play cards. I had a great time today."
Meng Xueli apologized to her, and then begged for forgiveness: "Are you enjoying yourself now?"
Peak Master Ziyan nodded lovingly: "Good boy, go back and rest."
Meng Xueli was overjoyed, couldn't wait to wink at Ji Xiao, and said, "I'll slip away first."
Ji Xiao hasn't replied yet, and the little Taoist companion has already run away.
In the summer night, the stars are bright and the warm wind is gentle. Meng Xueli returned to Changchun Peak and saw that Yu Qishu was planting a new peach blossom tree. Daotong Xiaohuai started to fight, handing him a hoe and a shovel.
Meng Xueli was greatly relieved. During the time he went to the secret realm, the Hypericum Blossom Forest was not cut off by Yu Qishu, but expanded and prospered.
Yu Qi slackened her trousers and waved her hoe, like a simple peasant: "Brother Meng!"
Daotong Xiaohuai said happily: "Elder Meng is back!"
Meng Xueli was in a good mood.
Changchun Feng Shimen is scattered in two places, and each has experienced wind and rain. Finally together again.
In the past, he taught and sheltered the younger generation of Hanshan, mostly out of the heart of repaying Jixiao, but today in the side hall, he felt that Hanshan was not only a sect of Jixiao.
His Changchun Peak is here, his colleagues who care about him are here, and his home is here.
Over the peach blossom forest, the night sky suddenly brightened.
The three looked up curiously.
"Wow, Meteor!" Xiaodaotong jumped up and said in surprise, "I heard when I was a child that if you make a wish on Meteor, it will come true."
"I've heard of it too. Whether it's true or not, let's ask for a good omen." Yu Qishu folded her hands together, knelt down and prayed, "Bless my mother with good health! Bless me to preach the Dao as soon as possible!"
Xiaohuai followed his example and prayed: "Bless Changchun Peak in peace!"
Seeing the pious faces of the two children, Meng Xueli thought to himself, "Then bless my Taoist companion for a speedy recovery. I will never be separated from him, and we will be together forever."
The streamer in the sky is getting closer and closer, and the light illuminates the peach forest, as if a cluster of flowing fire is about to fall on Changchun Peak.
Meng Xueli felt that something was wrong, her real energy was concentrated in her eyes, and her color suddenly changed: "This is not a meteor, stand up quickly!"
Yu Qishu's eyesight was not as good as Meng Xueli, and she thought blankly, why not
Meng Xueli picked up the collars of the two of them, summoned "Baiyin Baidai", and Su Rong stood in front of them with a sword.
The "meteor" descended rapidly, revealing its true face—
The giant cloud boat was brightly lit, twenty feet above the ground, hovering without falling.
Hu Si seemed to be drunk, laughing at the window, red-clothed hunting and flying:
"You don't have to do this great gift, the hospitality of Changchun Peak is really unusual!"
Meng Xueli was stuck in his throat: "..."
Yu Qishu and Daotong Xiaohuai saw such a fast, bright, and huge flying instrument for the first time, and they couldn't help being shocked and speechless, their mouths slightly opened.
Meng Xueli said coldly, "The realm master has come from afar, what advice do you have?"
Hu Si said, "Wait a minute."
He closed the window.
Meng Xueli heard the rustling movement in the window, mixed with a few groans, as if something was struggling.
The cloud boat has a formation that isolates the detection of spiritual consciousness. He can't see through it, and can't hear it clearly.
At night, when the moonlight shines brightly, the peacock takes the shape of a human. Hu Si leaned close to Peacock's ear and whispered, "You are good brothers who were born and died. Guess he heard your voice, would he be so angry that he came to me desperately? Can he save you?"
Que Xianming said angrily, "He is your junior brother's Taoist companion!"
Hu Si didn't care: "It's just a fake Taoist companion."
Que Xianming was startled, Meng Xueli was no longer the king of the snow mountain, and of course he couldn't fight Hu Si now.
Maybe Hu Si arrested him just to lure Meng Xueli to rescue
Que Xianming hadn't figured it out yet, his mind was a mess, and his body suddenly lightened.
Hu Si picked him up horizontally and strode toward the window.
Que Xianming was in a hurry and struggled hard: "Let go of Lao Tzu!"
Not long after he and Meng Xueli had quarreled, whoever bowed his head first would lose. At this time, he was most reluctant to let Meng Xueli see that he was locked in a gold chain and lost his dignity.
In order to cure him of swearing, Hu Si actually came up with such an immoral method, which is really bad to the bones!
The flower window is approaching, and you can even see the starry night outside the window through the window paper. Que Xianming shouted: "I won't scold! I won't scold again!"
Hu Si was indifferent, and took two steps forward: "You really don't scold?"
Que Xianming lowered his voice in fright: "I swear!"
Hu Si smiled, carried him back, opened the window again, and chatted with Meng Xueli:
"It's okay, I'm passing by. What are you doing?"
Meng Xueli: "Plant a tree."
Hu Si sighed: "It's good to plant trees, predecessors plant trees, and future generations enjoy the shade. Although it is cheaper for later generations, there will always be someone to plant trees."
He seemed to be talking drunk, and people couldn't understand a word.
"There are laborers who care."
Meng Xueli looked calm and extremely vigilant. If Hu Si used the sage's supernatural powers to say that he was a demon, or that Ji Xiao was not dead, so that most of the human world could hear his voice, and with the human world's trust in the sage, I'm afraid that countless monks would immediately force Hanshan to come to Hanshan. See if Meng Xueli is a human or a demon, and Ji Xiao is alive or dead.
At that time, the wind and rain will inevitably change, and Ji Xiao's plan will be completely disrupted.
At this time, Ji Xiao was on the main peak of Hanshan Mountain.
In the beginning, there is no end to the sea at the bottom of the pool.
Countless thoughts flashed through Meng Xueli's mind.
If Hu Si wanted to speak, he would use the power of divine soldiers and the power of the Changchun Peak formation to suddenly attack, would he have the strength to fight
Is there any possibility of killing Hu Si, or perishing with him
In the sky and the ground, two fearful demons—Meng Xueli was afraid that Hu Si would notice that Ji Xiao was not dead, and Que Xianming was afraid that Meng Xueli would find out.
Hu Si was unaware: "You are busy, I am leaving."
The cloud boat started, and in a flash, it went to the south for a hundred miles, and the flower window was closed again.
It was not until Yunchuan disappeared completely that Meng Xueli breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Qishu said in a daze: "Who is that... what kind of senior?"
Meng Xueli retracted his sword: "Sick senior."
Xiaohuai showed sympathy: "It's so pitiful, I got sick at a young age."
Meng Xueli was relieved when he heard this, smiled "pochi", and turned to the pond to feed the fish.
After a while, Ji Xiao came back.
Meng Xueli: "Your senior brother has been here before. The cloud boat has fallen, and he just said it was on the way."
Ji Xiao nodded. Meng Xueli looked at his expression and found that he was calm and indifferent, neither delighted nor surprised.
Meng Xueli said truthfully, "I don't like your senior brother."
Ji Xiao touched his head: "It doesn't matter, many people don't like him."
Meng Xueli: "He came to Changchun Peak tonight, did he know that you are still alive?"
Ji Xiao: "Maybe I know, maybe I don't know."
Meng Xueli: "Do you think he was involved in killing you?"
"Maybe yes, maybe no. I and him have their own reasons."
"Do you want to see him?"
Ji Xiao said lightly: "No need to see."
"why?"
"If he's not involved, I don't want to implicate him. If he is, I don't want to see him again."
Meng Xueli thought for a while: "It makes sense."
Meng Xueli said seriously: "I have one last question. I know my questions tonight are stupid, but I have to ask."
Ji Xiao: "Not stupid."
Meng Xueli: "If my brother and I fall into the abyss of ghost fire at the same time, you can only save one, who do you save?"
Ji Xiao was slightly startled: "Twenty years ago, the abyss of ghost fire was sealed by me, why do you still fall into it?"
Meng Xueli: "...I forgot. Then change the question."
He even changed ten places, but the problem was not established, because Ji Xiao always had a way to save both of them, or in other words, if he fell into the entire sect, Ji Xiao also had a way to save half of them.
Meng Xueli took a deep breath: "Okay, forget it."
Ji Xiao said gently: "Don't think too much. Don't meditate and practice tonight, just rest early."
This way of consolation by Taoist companions could not make Meng Xueli feel relieved, and Hu Si's sudden visit made him uneasy. He doesn't have the habit of speculating and guessing other people's thoughts. This is his shortcoming.
In the middle of the night, Meng Xueli sat on the observation deck, watching the sea of clouds surging all over his body, and the moon so close at hand.
Ji Xiao came from behind and sat side by side with him: "Can't you sleep?"
"Asleep, woke up again. How about you?"
Ji Xiao: "You are next to me, I feel you come out."
The observation deck was completely silent, only the sound of the wind passing through the forest.
Meng Xueli looked at Ji Xiao and said in a daze: "I had a dream. In the dream, you raised Changchun Peak into the sky, away from the world, like the Great Realm of Tianhu Lake. No, it's more like a paradise than the Great Realm of Tianhu Lake.
"The two of us are in Changchun Peak, where the four seasons are blooming, and we live our own little days. If we don't look for others, no one will find us. Whether it's the world of others or the demon clan, all those disturbances are ignored."
Ji Xiao gently stroked the back of his neck.
Meng Xueli was on a whim and asked impulsively, "Do you think there will be this day?"
The most painful thing is not to lose, but to regain what is lost. If he never communicated with Ji Xiao and never had the beauty of the moment, he would not worry about gain and loss.
Falling in love exposes the weakest of the bravest warriors.
Meng Xueli couldn't imagine losing Ji Xiao again.
The moonlight is pleasant, the beloved Taoist companion is in his arms, and when someone else is changed, he will always say two nice words.
Ji Xiao still thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "No."
"Can't you lie to me for a night?"
Ji Xiao saw that Xiao Dao Lv's expression was wrong, his eyes were wet and pitiful, and he added softly: "It really doesn't work."
Meng Xueli was not disappointed, as he thought. If Ji Xiao agreed, it would not be Ji Xiao.
When the real person Ji Xiao was at its peak, the supernatural power surpassed that of the master of the Tianhu realm. How difficult is it to raise a mountain to the sky
But it's not about ability, it's about choice.
He decided to change the topic: "Why do you understand the cultivation methods of the demon clan? Can you teach me, can you teach mirages, and teach sea dragons?"
Ji Xiao: "My brother and I went to the master's door. After practicing for a period of time, when the master couldn't answer our question, he said he didn't know, and let us find a way to learn by ourselves. Because the master didn't know how, we, the brothers, had to do everything. Learn a little."
There is no Tao in the world, Ji Xiao and Hu Si mostly rely on self-study. Flip through ancient books and learn from ancient masters; travel the three realms and learn from demons and demons; even observe the flow of a cloud and the opening of a flower, and learn from nature.
It turned out that they were in the Dharma Hall, and the teaching elders encountered unanswerable questions. In order to maintain their prestige, they would reprimand the students who asked questions:
"It's pointless to think about this kind of problem at your level."
"I haven't practiced the basic sword techniques well, if I think too much, I'm bound to fall into confusion!"
Ji Xiao is different from Hu Si's master, and he frankly admits that he can't answer: "Cultivation is boundless. Before heaven and all things, people are as small as a speck of dust, and they only know one tenth of a millionth. You two are smart, wait for you to learn. , teach more to be a teacher.”
Meng Xueli listened with envy: "When you were young, you were always learning, which is great. I would fight everywhere, alas."
He has a lot of shameful history, and he can't bear to look back, let alone let Ji Xiao know, for fear of Ji Xiao's jokes.
Meng Xueli: "If it weren't for being frivolous in the past, saying that he would be the king of all demons, Que Xianming would not have remembered it until now." Nor would he be angry and fly away.
Ji Xiao: "When I was sixteen years old, something happened in Hanshan. The disciples of Hanshan who just learned how to master the sword like to bet on the edge of the cliff. Bet on whoever is skilled and dare to close their eyes from the cliff. , jump back down."
Meng Xueli was surprised: "You skip too?"
Ji Xiao: "Skip, Hu Si and I both skipped and almost died. Then we quarreled and ignored each other for three months."
In fact, Hu Si made a bet with someone to jump off a cliff, and Feijian was not summoned until three feet above the ground. The Feijian did not reach it, and his body lightness technique was insufficient, so Ji Xiao Yujian rushed to save him.
Meng Xueli laughed: "Dignified Sword Master, have you ever done such a stupid thing?"
Ji Xiao let him laugh: "After the death of my master, I started my own business and chose Jietianya as the cave residence. In the future, the young disciples of Hanshan will only come to the edge of the cliff to understand the sword's meaning, and will no longer make boring bets to jump off the cliff..."
Meng Xueli: "I want to go back to the past and meet you at the age of sixteen."
Ji Xiao: "Me too. So, it's fine."
There was no beginning or end to this sentence, but Meng Xueli understood it, and a feeling of warmth flowed through his heart.
It was a clumsy comfort that Ji Xiao told him this: I've done stupid things too, it's fine. I've had fights with people too, and it's fine.
Ji Xiao was worried about him, afraid that he would be depressed, that he would be uncomfortable.
Ji Xiao suddenly said: "I will help you."
"What?" Meng Xueli didn't understand this time.
Ji Xiao touched his nose and said not quite sure: "You asked me a question before, but after I went back, I kept thinking, what exactly do you want to ask. I think you may be asking, if you fight with Hu Si and keep on dying, Who am I helping. Right?"
Meng Xueli nodded dumbfounded.
Ji Xiao said seriously: "If this is the problem, it will be much simpler. I will help you."
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The small theater of online games, after the first two chapters of online games (for those who are interested, you can take a look)
Meng Xueli started to practice the trumpet, and swaggered through the market with the ID of "Ji Xiao Dao Companion" every day, but the "King of Snow Mountain" seldom played the large number again. Because of his romantic relationship with "Jianzun Jixiao", his popularity in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed, and the small anchor has become a big anchor.
"It's here today, let's go." At nine o'clock in the evening, Meng Xueli was ready to stop broadcasting.
Fans reluctantly shouted:
"The anchor is getting earlier and earlier, so busy with love??"
"You broadcast this every day, is it enough for your internet bill? Just a little longer."
Meng Xueli was helpless: "No. I still have to do my homework, and I have to go to bed before eleven o'clock."
Xiao Tingyun was afraid that his game time would be too long and affect his learning, so he limited his online time. Every day I will urge him to do homework and urge him to go to bed early.
“… Anchor high school students??!”
"It's insulting to high school, and elementary school students didn't go to bed at 11 o'clock!"
Meng Xueli just started the live broadcast, and a red post appeared in the gossip section of the game forum:
"shock! The King of Snow Mountain is suspected to be a minor, and Jixiao Jianzun started in five years? 》
Que Xianming saw it on the forum, and quickly replied to clarify.
Meng Xueli's mother and child are single, and they are in love for the first time. I don't know what I did wrong, and they are often laughed at by fans.
He felt that Ji Xiao was more mature and stable, and should be able to lead him, but Ji Xiao was not as good as him, and the two of them were laughed together.
"A Que, I don't want to do a live broadcast anymore." Meng Xueli was a little distressed recently.
Qu Xianming was shocked: "Why?!"
After the two became roommates, he watched Meng Xueli's live broadcast room build up little by little. Meng Xueli didn't show his face, only turned on the microphone, and attracted a small group of fans by explaining the game technology. Why don't you want to do it all of a sudden
Meng Xueli came from an ordinary family and originally wanted to earn some pocket money by doing live broadcasts. Now, because of his relationship with Xiao Tingyun, his income has doubled. He felt ashamed of taking advantage of Xiao Tingyun.
If he is broken up by Ji Xiao in the future, and there will be a lot of uproar, it will also affect Ji Xiao's next online dating.
Will Ji Xiao have the next online dating? What does Xiao Tingyun like about me? Meng Xueli's heart was sour and sweet, like a lemon candy.
The phone vibrated, and Meng Xueli was shocked. It was a WeChat message from Xiao Tingyun:
"Have you finished your homework?"
Que Xianming: "Yoyoyo~"
Meng Xueli hugged the phone and indented into the bed: "QAQ, tomorrow and Saturday, can I go to you? I want to do homework with you, if you're busy, forget it"
As soon as he clicked send, he immediately retracted and re-sent one:
"Write it right away!"
Then there is a cute cat emoji.
Xiao Tingyun: "Okay, I'll pick you up."
Meng Xueli hugged the phone and rolled around under the covers: "Which study room shall we go to? I can go anywhere! ⊙?⊙!"
Xiao Tingyun: "Go to my house."
Meng Xueli lifted the quilt and shook the bird Xianming frantically: "Oooooooooooo!!"
Que Xian understood: "You are like Mount Tai next door."
"What am I going to do to prepare!"
Que Xianming: "Hey, how long have we known each other, why did you go to his house? You are careful to be taken advantage of."
On the other side, Hu Si sighed: "Write homework? Young people like fresh excitement, you will be dumped like this."
Xiao Tingyun ignored him.
Hu Si thought to himself, Xiao Tingyun, a single experimental dog with a mother and womb for ten thousand years, has never seen anything in the world in terms of love. Could it be that Meng Xueli's rank was too high and he was charged to death
He decided to meet Meng Xueli.
But unfortunately, when he came, Meng Xueli was in class, and only Qu Xianming skipped class and played games in the dormitory.
Hu Si knocked on the door: "Excuse me, is Meng Xueli there?"
Qu Xianming narrowed his eyes slightly. The visitor is meticulous from head to toe, with peach blossom eyes, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, suits and leather shoes, and combed back.
The visitor is not good.
He put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the door frame: "What's the matter with you?"
Hu Si: "Are you Meng Xueli?"
"I am."
Que Xianming had just dyed blue-green gradient hair, with an amazing volume, and tied a small tug at the back of his head.
He unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, and Hu Si saw that his collarbone tattoo was a small peacock.
The eyes of the two met, and they both knew that each other was not a good person.
Hu Si was shocked—what taste does Xiao Tingyun have?
Afraid of making a mistake, he asked one more question: "Do you know Xiao Tingyun?"
Que Xianxian thought clearly, isn't Xiao Tingyun Meng Xueli's boyfriend? It seems that Xiao Tingyun's social relationship is quite complicated. Meng Xueli met a ruthless character when he first fell in love, and the situation was not quite right.
He was a little irritable, lit a cigarette, and provocatively asked: "Why, what is your relationship with Xiao Tingyun?"
Hu Si smiled: "Childhood sweethearts."
Que Xianming thought in shock, what is Xiao Tingyun's taste?