The sky was clear and the breeze was mild.
Tiangangzong obviously picked a good and auspicious day. Among the numerous sects of various colors, although it is not the leader, it is still one of the best.
Trying to join Tiangang, since then they have soared into the sky, and there are countless young girls who have broken free from the shackles of fate. As soon as the Three Demons who saved their sisters stepped into the foot of the mountain, they were startled by the scene of rubbing shoulders in front of them.
Looking up, there are crowds of people, luxurious carriages are lined up at the foot of the mountain, shining brightly in the sun, all of them are made of gold and jade.
Outside the mountain gate, the brocade skirts merged into a sea of mountain flowers, and the silk, satin and jade decorations on the children of the aristocratic clan reflected light, and everyone was dressed up, like rising stars. The simple and simple soil slopes in front of the mountain are embellished with bright stars.
Hu Ke and Xiaoxi looked confused, curled up slightly and squeezed into the crowd, panicking along the way, stepping on many brocade boots.
— I don’t know how many disgusting scoldings I have received.
"Where is the dirty boy, you...be careful, you touched my Liuxian skirt!"
"It's true that Tiangangzong is not as good as every year. Even this kind of guy can participate in the test with us?"
"Do you understand the rules, the fairy gate is not only open for this day, common people will come back tomorrow!"
"That's right, drive them out!"
The two brothers and sisters lowered their heads all the way, apologizing repeatedly, and when they finally squeezed out of the crowd, everyone's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and they looked at each other, seeing the pain and helplessness in each other's eyes.
Xie Heng wrapped her arms around Hu Ke's forearm, and tied her tail in a knot to prevent it from falling off.
He quietly hid under the large cloth clothes, listened to all the whispers, and glanced at the rough cloth clothes of Hu Ke and the two who had been washed until they were white and frayed, and the dust and ash that stained the whole body after a night of running around, and couldn't bear it. Zhuo sighed softly.
There is an unwritten rule in the Tiangang Sect: the gate of the mountain is open for two to three days, and on the first and second days only children from rich and noble families are recruited. If the enrollment is full, the sect will be closed immediately; Come today and try your luck.
They had heard of this rule at the foot of the mountain.
It's just that Hu Ke insisted on going up the mountain first, and couldn't wait a day.
Eager to save people, how can we wait
Two days later, the little girl was probably served on a plate, and became Xie Ziyou's appetizer!
But they did not expect such a situation on the mountain.
Xiaoxi drooped her head all the way, trying to cover her flushed cheeks with her drooping hair. The sense of shame was like a fire, and the girl's scalp was numb with embarrassment, almost exploding.
She quietly grabbed the back of Hu Ke's shirt and whispered: "Brother, we are clearly in a hurry, they... why are they so unreasonable?"
Hu Ke was also worried.
They grew up in the deep mountains, and the people they had the most contact with were Liu Ma who bought vegetables at the gate of the city, or Lao Zhang who sold cloth in the market.
Those people took pity on them and always treated them kindly. But at this moment, surrounded by them is a group of young ladies from aristocratic families with high-sighted eyes. These people look down on ordinary people, and the competition for joining the clan is fierce. One less enemy counts as one.
Being scolded all the way, the young man has a thin skin, no matter how anxious he is, he still feels a little uneasy in his heart, Qing Jun's face is flushed with embarrassment, showing a few traces of color even more.
But he gritted his teeth and insisted: "Don't care about them, just treat them as a group of wild monkeys. Let's go, let's sign up."
"... Wild monkeys are so cute, and they can make wine, how can they be so fierce?" Xiaoxi curled her lips.
She lowered her head, took a few quick steps, followed closely behind Hu Ke, and gently grabbed his wide sleeves.
The two walked out of the crowd and walked to the front.
At the front of the mountain road was a row of wooden tables, a temporary hut, where a few outer disciples who were in charge of registration were sorting out the wooden signs that had been registered.
Facing the sea of people, their hands and feet were already sore and impatient, and they all had a weary expression, and they could only write the words "Don't bother me" on their faces.
Hu Ke pulled Xiaoxi behind him, raised his hand to wipe the dust on his face, walked forward cautiously, followed the example of other aristocratic princes, and respectfully saluted the people in the shed.
He was learning this for the first time, and his movements were a little stiff.
But the victory lies in his sincere attitude, delicate face, and a pair of black eyes that are clear and bright, staring fixedly at the disciples in the shed.
The boy was indeed born good-looking.
After wiping off the dust, Xiuya's face became more prominent. The slightly loose robe fluttered in the wind, revealing half of her slender ankles. Her complexion was as white as jade, adding a sense of thinness.
In the face of beauties, people are always extra tolerant, and after all, it is an "unwritten" rule to only assess wealthy children on the first day. expression, but still waved and threw a wooden sign.
"Write your name."
Hu Ke responded in a low voice.
The young man gently raised his hand, just as he picked up the writing brush next to him, his back suddenly stiffened—
Oops, he can't write!
Yaozu is a famous "illiterate" clan.
If there are still some big monsters who boast of being elegant, these little monsters are tired of making ends meet, and they have never had that kind of leisure.
Hu Ke barely knew some words.
Let him pick his own from a bunch of names, he can do it, but write his own name
That's really... hard to be a monster!
The hair slid down from the shoulders, and a few strands swept across the neck, causing a tingling itch.
Hu Ke broke out in a cold sweat instantly, frowned her thin eyebrows, tightly clutched the penholder with her slender five fingers, and thought dazedly, Hu...how did Hu write
Can I draw a circle
No, the name is two characters, so... draw two circles
The boy didn't finish writing for a long time, and the outer disciples in the shed raised their eyes and glanced at him coldly, with an impatient expression on their faces.
Although the beauty is beautiful, she is not beautiful enough to make people give up being irritable, so he said coldly with a gloomy face, "Why, you don't even know your own name?"
"... I know, I know." Hu Ke smiled wryly, and hurriedly wrote.
Just as he was about to smear it a few times, he suddenly felt a cold touch from his wrist.
Xie Heng raised his tail, leaned against his wrist, and wrote two words stroke by stroke.
Hu Ke hurriedly wrote according to the little snake's gestures.
The ink fell down, and two big crooked characters gradually appeared on the brown wooden sign, "Xie Heng".
There is a dot missing in the middle of the word "Xie", and a horizontal line is missing on the right side of the word "Heng".
"Xie Heng?" The outer disciple snorted contemptuously, "It's a pity for such a good name. Put down the name tag and go to the back to line up."
Hu Ke also wanted to inquire about Xie Ziyou's news, but just as he opened his mouth, his wrist was pulled violently, and the little snake slapped his wrist repeatedly, with an extremely fast rhythm, seeming to urge and stop him.
Out of caution, the boy had no choice but to give up, and obediently led Xiaoxi to the back of the crowd.
His slender back gradually disappeared at the end of the road, and the shadow behind the thatched shed flickered, and suddenly a person walked out slowly.
She was dressed in Chinese clothes, spotless, but the front of the skirt was open, hanging loosely on the shoulders, revealing the black satin inner shirt.
The young man held a light-colored folding fan in his hand, and the tip of the fan rested on the gracefully curved jaw. His lips curled up playfully, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the direction Hu Ke was walking away for a long time.
Then the thin lips parted slightly, and the folding fan stood in front of the lips, and chuckled a few times in a low voice.
"Who is there!"
The outer disciple who was in charge of the registration turned around in shock, and suddenly saw the handsome young man's side face. The second half of the scolding immediately choked in his throat, and he hurriedly saluted: "...Brother Cui Hai."
"It's okay," Cui Hai smiled slightly, waving his long sleeves lightly, "I'm just here to deliver a message—by the way, what was the boy's name just now?"
"It's called Xie Heng."
The outer disciple respectfully replied, and after finishing speaking, he frowned slightly, and added: "Senior brother, don't be deceived by his appearance, this kid has a golden appearance, but he is a scumbag, and he is an idiot who can't write well. You see , he even wrote his own name like that—what a waste of his good skin.”
On the contrary, the young man's eyes lighted up slightly.
"Is he Xie Heng?"
Cui Hai mumbled a few times, then suddenly laughed.
"Go and invite him, and I'll take him up the mountain."
The young man raised his hand, and moved the paper fan a little further in the direction where Hu Ke disappeared. His tone was still light, but there was a hint of majesty that could not be rejected.
The outer disciples looked at each other, stunned for a moment, then hurriedly bowed their heads in agreement.
"Remember, you are invited, not shouted, let alone captured. Be careful, this is the person Elder Xie is looking for by name."
Cui Hai recited "please" very seriously, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was slightly dark.
Elder Xie
The outer disciple's back stiffened suddenly, and annoyance was clearly visible on his face.
Among the ten elders in the sect, Xie Ziyou, the sixth elder, has the most unpredictable thoughts. They even missed a rare opportunity to please the elders—damn it!
Cui Hai had a panoramic view of the expression changes of the people in front of him.
The mountain wind swept by, and the loose long skirt fluttered in the air.
The young man waved the folding fan carelessly, a string of snow-colored tassels under the fan swayed gently in the wind, his slender fingers were a little whiter than a paper fan, his slender black eyelashes were drawn down, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes inadvertently.
…
The Three Demons for Saving My Sister knew nothing about this.
After another baptism of white eyes, the brother and sister quickly walked out of the crowd, barely finding a secluded corner, Hu Ke raised his wrist anxiously, and asked, "Brother Heng, why did you leave your name?"
"Are you worried... my name will reveal something?"
The little snake shook his head and wrote the word "old friend" on his wrist.
Xiaoxi turned her clear eyes slightly, clapped her hands and said, "I understand Brother Heng's meaning, is there an old friend of Brother Heng in the Tiangang Sect?"
Xie Heng nodded in satisfaction.
—Fortunately, the brain circuits of the two of them are quite normal this time, and they didn't make up any drama of the century for him.
"Old friend, old friend..." Hu Ke murmured a few times, lowering his head in regret.
He was a little frustrated, rubbed the corner of his white and furry clothes, and said in a low voice: "Indeed, I thought too lightly before. If I want to stand out from all these people, I am afraid it will be difficult for me alone. If Brother Heng is in Zong It would be great if there are old friends here who can help out. But... "
Xiaoxi took his words, frowned slightly, and said also worriedly: "But brother Xie, we know your life experience, so how can there be any old friends?"
Xie Heng raised his head high, and happily patted his tail three times.
He only hated himself for not being able to make a sound, otherwise he would have to tell these two people about his beautiful love for three lives and three generations, and let them know how cute Youyou is, and how nonsensical their malicious speculation about Youyou was. talk.
But Hu Ke's reaction was completely beyond his expectation.
Xiaoxi blinked her eyes in confusion, and said in astonishment, "Xie Ziyou?"
In the next moment, she seemed to suddenly think of something, her complexion suddenly became very strange, and she stared at Xie Heng with a strange expression, until Xie Heng's tail went numb.
So is Hu Ke.
The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, and when they looked back at Xie Heng, they had the same unbearable and self-blame on their faces.
The girl lowered her head slightly, lowered her voice, and said in a painful voice: "Brother Xie, your surname is Xie, so Xie Ziyou is also surnamed Xie."
"Couldn't he... be your vicious father who abandoned his wife and son?"