Although Han Yuan was a little older than Cheng Qian, he became his fourth junior brother according to the order of entry. Cheng Qian, a "closed disciple", became a senior brother after only a few days.
It can be seen that the back door of the Fuyao faction is not tightly closed.
As for the beggar chicken, most of the filial piety went into Master's belly.
The chicken couldn't stop the chattering of the real Mu Chun. I don't know where he got such a big preaching habit. While eating, he asked, "Where did the chicken come from?"
Han Yuan has a lingering tongue, which is a bit of a unique skill - he gnawed the chicken bones without using his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, bulging his cheeks a few times, and the crisp bones cracked for a moment, and he was able to spit out a clean and whole bone.
I saw him rudely spat out the bones in his mouth with a "bah", and replied to the master's words: "It was stolen from the village ahead."
The Master said, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."
The beggar chicken is naturally fragrant. Cheng Qian hesitated whether to follow the master to tear a chicken leg and eat it. Seeing this situation and listening to the ins and outs, Cheng Qian resolutely withdrew his hand and silently nibbled on the side of the chicken that was hard as a stone. pancakes.
Can this style of Han Yuan make any stylish chicken
From this point of view, although Cheng Qian is still young, his Taoism and principles are already much firmer than his master.
Apparently, Master Mu Chun didn't affect his appetite because of this, but he opened his mouth halfway during the chewing process and shook his head and said, "I don't ask if I'm a thief. The system, the next is not an example!"
Han Yuan replied dully, the little beggar didn't understand anything, so he didn't dare to refute.
"Stealing chickens and dogs won't work, but cheating must be okay." Cheng Qianqian thought sharply beside him, and then he remembered the unknown tolerance he gave to his master just now in the heavy rain, so he sighed inwardly with some vicissitudes. He sighed, "Forget it."
The fourth junior brother, Han Yuan, has a small nose and small eyes, and his chin is a little bit flat, and his small eyes are always flashing with a lazy and smooth light, and he looks very unflattering.
Cheng Qian was not very happy when he saw Han Yuan, even if he looked shabby, Han Yuan still held the title of "Junior Brother", and all words related to "brother" and "brother" were difficult for Cheng Qian to have a good impression. But he just silently disliked it, and on the surface he was still a friendly and gentle person who pretended not to be slick.
In the Cheng family, the newly cut clothes belonged to the eldest brother, and the milk paste with added sugar belonged to the younger brother. Anyway, good things never happened to Cheng Qian, but they were often assigned to work. Cheng Qian was not tolerant by nature, so he naturally felt resentment, but he also listened to Lao Tongsheng's often-talked about "filial piety to father and son, respect to brother and brother", so he often felt that his resentment was unreasonable.
For such a little boy, he didn't have time to cultivate his self-cultivation skills. Cheng Qian couldn't really have no complaints, so he had to pretend to have no complaints. Now that he is in the sect, he still behaves like this.
Since the master went back on his word and opened the closed door again, Cheng Qian seemed to have no choice but to act as a senior brother.
There are errands along the way. He came as a senior brother, and he had something to eat and drink. It was never easy to let the master let the junior brother. Therefore, Cheng Qian had to test himself from time to time to prevent him from losing his gentle, courteous and thrifty dignity.
Cheng Qian was always so demanding of himself—his father was poor all his life, rough and irritable, and he was not good to him. Cheng Qian listened to Lao Tongsheng's words and didn't dare to hate his father explicitly, so he had to pity him secretly. When the little boy dreamed back at midnight, he often thought that he would rather die than become a character like his father.
Therefore, this gentle decency was the result of his efforts to support himself in the confusion and cracks, and he should not lose it no matter what.
Bu Chengqian quickly discovered that although he did a good job, this junior brother really didn't deserve to be taken care of - he was not only hideous in appearance, but also very annoying in temperament.
First of all, Han Yuan is a lot of nonsense. Before he picked up this little beggar, Master was in charge of making noise all the way. After picking up this little beggar, even the real person Mu Chun seemed much quieter.
The little beggar seemed to be inspired by Master's remarks about "stealing chickens to find dogs", and casually made up a story about how he defeated the big weasel who grew up to ten feet long and stole the fat chicken.
He danced and danced, with nose and eyes, ups and downs, all of which highlighted his personal brilliance.
Cheng Qian tried to question it rationally and asked, "How can there be a weasel with a length of ten feet?"
Han Yuan was provoked, and immediately raised his chest and raised his head in defense: "Of course it's a sperm, Master, can a weasel become a sperm?"
After listening to the story of the weasel spirit, the master didn't know which word touched him. His face seemed a little weird, like a toothache, and a little bit like a stomach upset. After a long time, he fluttered and absently replied: "Everything has a spirit, and it can probably be achieved. Refined."
Han Yuan seemed to have received a great deal of affirmation. He stroked Qian and raised his chin slightly, and said strangely: "Senior brother, this is how strange you are. People can become immortals, and animals can naturally become goblins."
Cheng Qian didn't answer, and sneered to himself.
If a weasel is really more than ten feet long, its four legs must not be enough, and the long body must be rubbed against the belly to move.
Could it be that a demon cultivator worked hard for a long time to grind out a strong and hairless iron belly
Cheng Qian couldn't understand what the demon was doing, but he understood what Han Yuan was doing.
This little beggar is like a leech growing out of a stinky ditch. Once it smells blood, it will suck and snatch it desperately, and it will be fierce in its bones - Han Yuan is competing with him for master's favor.
The little beggar seized every opportunity to show his master how brave and extraordinary he was, and at the same time smeared his "weak and deceiving" senior brother, Cheng Qian saw him jumping up and down, it was ridiculous, so he imitated the old boy and gave him what he gave him in his heart. The fourth junior brother came to a half-sour and not spicy conclusion: "A gentleman is poor, and a villain is poor. Note-little beast, what!"
Just after Cheng Qian listened to Han Yuan's deeds of "fighting the weasel spirit bravely", the next day, he saw with his own eyes how "heroic and extraordinary" his little beast and junior brother was.
That day, when Master leaned against the tree and slept in the afternoon, Cheng Qian was looking at an old classic book in Master’s back basket. He enjoyed it and didn't feel bored—no matter what was written in Master's scriptures, this was the first time in his life that he had touched the books in an open and honest way.
The two little disciples picked up by Master Mu Chun, one was as quiet as a wooden stake, the other was as moving as a horse monkey, the wooden stake Cheng Qian did not move, and the horse monkey Han Yuan could not stop for a moment.
At this moment, Han Horse Monkey didn't know where he ran. Cheng Qianzheng was so happy that his ears were clean. Who knew that it didn't take long for him to clean up when he saw Han Yuan running back crying again.
"Master" Han Yuan hummed coquettishly.
The master's answer was a delicate and tactful snoring.
Han Yuan then continued to howl, glancing at Cheng Qian next to him while howling.
Cheng Qian suspected that the master was actually awake, just pretended to be asleep, and planned to see how their brothers and sisters got along. Now the brothers were crying like a bear. ?"
Han Yuan: "There is a river in front of me. I want to catch fish for my master and brother to eat, but there is a big dog by the river, and it is chasing me."
Cheng Qian sighed secretly. Of course he was also afraid of evil dogs, but Han Yuan rolled his eyes, and he had already said that for the sake of it. The younger brother is filial to the master and the elder brother catches the fish, but was bullied by the beasts. The reason for shrinking
He had no choice but to pick up a large stone from the ground, put it in his hand and weighed it, got up and followed Han Yuan to the river, and continued to say in a pleasant manner: "Okay, then I'll go and see with you."
Cheng Qian was ready. If he did encounter a vicious dog, he would smash the stone in his hand on the back of his younger brother's head, making sure to smash the little beast into a big vegetable melon with broken skin and flesh, and then hand it over to the dog. Brother deal with.
It's a pity that when the two got to the river, the dog had already left, leaving only a few rows of small footprints on the ground.
Cheng Qian lowered his head to study the two lines of footprints, and estimated that the "evil dog" was about less than a foot in size and might be a naive little wild dog.
Han Yuan, this little beast, can't do anything, he doesn't eat enough, he is castrated and charming, he has no skin and face, and he is as timid as a needle's nose. Only when the bull blows loudly, he knows how to compete for favor.
Cheng Qian thought like this, put his hands holding the brick behind his back, and looked at his useless junior brother gently, and didn't want to smash him - Cheng Qian was too lazy to have the same knowledge as him.
The two rushed back with the fish they caught, and the master had "wake up" and was looking at the two of them kindly and reassuringly.
Cheng Qian looked at the master's eyes, and felt heavy in his stomach, indescribably vomited.
Before he had time to say anything, Han Yuan flattered and went up to him and described in front of his master "how my brother wanted to eat fish, how he defeated a vicious dog with a head as big as an ox. The story of drilling into the ditch to catch fish".
Cheng Qian: ""
He was about to make this talented junior brother laugh angrily.
In this way, Cheng Qian followed an old liar and a calfskin dealer for more than ten days.
The three finally arrived at the sect.
Cheng Qian was away from home for the first time in his life. Because of the company of his wonderful master and younger brother, he had seen many strange situations in the world, and he was quite calm and calm.
He didn't hold out much hope for a place like the "Swinging Sect" that he thought was a grass-bed team at first. He thought, it might just be a pheasant Taoist temple in the wilderness, where he had to wear clothes that were not obscene but smiled The always-open "grandfather" burns incense and kowtows.
But the sect greatly exceeded Cheng Qian's expectations.
I saw the Fuyao Sect alone occupying a small hill. The hill was surrounded by water on three sides. When I looked up at the foot of the hill, the green waves in the hills were like fury, and the wind was scarred.
The sound of insects and birds is also accompanied by a few cranes and chirps. Occasionally, a white shadow can be seen passing by, and there is a fairy air like a light and a shadow.
There are gentle stone steps in the mountain, and it can be seen that someone cleans it from time to time.
Going up the stairs to the halfway up the mountain, Cheng Qian saw a shadowy courtyard house on the top of the mountain, and a simple and mossy stone gate on the mountainside stood in front of it, with the word "Swing" written on it.
Cheng Qian couldn't see how well the words were written. He only felt that those two words were about to fly out of the door.
This place is not an immortal mountain surrounded by clouds and mists, but there is some kind of indescribable beauty in the mountains. Cheng Qian felt it as soon as he stepped into the mountain, and he felt a lot lighter when breathing.
He glimpsed the palm-sized sky from the shade of the green trees, and a unique sense of heaven and earth when sitting in a well and watching the sky shot straight to his eyebrows, so comfortable that he could not wait to laugh and scream around the mountain.
He couldn't hold back when he didn't process the dive—he didn't dare to make noise at home, for fear that his father would beat him. Naturally not here, for fear of losing the gentleman's system that he overheard in front of Han Yuan, a filthy villain.
The master patted the dog heads of his two newly picked disciples, and said kindly, "I will follow the master to burn incense, bathe and change clothes, and I will take you to visit you for the master."
Cheng Qian thought casually, "Is the grandfather who always laughs?"
The master said, "Eldest brother."
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