Some places on the mountain road are gentle, while others are difficult to walk on. Mo Chen naturally held Xiaodong's hand and led him forward.
Xiaodong suddenly asked: "Senior Brother, if Master takes in another direct disciple in the future, but he is older than me, should he be called Senior Brother or Junior Brother?"
This question from junior brother is very strange, but Mo Chen has long been accustomed to his endless strange thoughts, and replied: "It doesn't matter how big or small you start, it only matters first and foremost, if you start after you, even if you are a hundred or eighty years old, I still have to call you senior brother."
"oh… "
Xiaodong thought, would Master accept that Senior Brother Zhai as his personal disciple? The goal of the outer disciples' hard work is to be a direct disciple. Brother Zhai should also be outstanding among the disciples of the outer sect, and it will be a matter of time before he becomes a direct disciple.
But if, as the senior brother said, he is still below Xiaodong in terms of seriousness after he has started, he has to call Xiaodong senior brother, this, this seems a bit awkward. The senior sister is a strong person, and she is most unwilling to suffer. When this matter came to fruition in the future, when they met, senior brother Zhai called Xiaodong in turn, senior sister Linglong must have a bright expression on her face.
At that time, Senior Sister Linglong might get angry again and pinch his face.
Xiaodong suddenly felt that the other side of the face that was not pinched just now began to ache.
"Master's letter arrived yesterday." Mo Chen said, "This trip went smoothly."
Xiaodong immediately didn't have time to think about the title of Senior Brother or Junior Brother.
"Really? What else did Master say in the letter? When will you be back?"
Master's time to go out this time is not short, Xiaodong is very worried about it.
Mo Chen comforted him: "Although you won't come back for a while, you don't have to worry too much. Master is not a person who will take advantage of others. Master knows what can be done and what cannot be done."
Xiaodong muffledly replied, "Oh."
Knowing is knowing, but my heart is not at ease.
Mo Chen thought of something that would make Xiaodong happy.
"A few years ago, I went out with my master to visit the real man Hu who is good at divination. He has supernatural powers, and he is not the kind of bluffing and cheating. Master sent a letter to Master Hu, and Master Hu replied. Come, there is a talisman paper in the letter, with this talisman, your pendant will probably be found soon."
Xiaodong froze for a moment, then blurted out, "Really?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that he shouldn't have said such things. Senior Brother is not the kind of person who would exaggerate, let alone talk about it. Since he said so, it must be true.
Hearing such good news suddenly, Xiaodong's reaction was not ecstatic, but felt unreal.
Are you really about to find his pendant
For some reason, Xiaodong was not happy, but rather anxious. He thought anxiously, the pendant... can it really be found
Since the beginning of spring, he has been looking for it almost whenever he has free time, but finding such a big mountain and such a small pendant is no easier than finding a needle in a haystack. As the ice and snow melted, the mountain streams and streams were full of water, and the pendants were likely to be washed away by the melting snow and streams due to the change of seasons, and they were nowhere to be found.
Although he didn't say it, but Xiaodong had such thoughts in his heart more than once.
Maybe that pendant is no longer in Huiliu Mountain.
He may have lost forever the only remnant left by his parents, never to be found again.
Now that the senior brother said that he had a piece of talisman that could predict the whereabouts of lost items, Xiaodong's hidden worries not only did not disappear, but became clearer, so that he could no longer avoid them.
If he couldn't find it after using this talisman paper, then he had to admit that his pendant really couldn't be returned.
How could Mo Chen fail to see Xiaodong's uneasiness
In the past few days, Xiaodong often went out to search, and when he came back, he often looked downcast, but he never showed it in front of others, and pretended to be nonchalant.
He was restless, and he didn't want others to worry about him.
Mo Chen couldn't help stretching out his hand and patted Xiaodong's head.
Xiaodong could feel the wordless relief from the elder brother.
My heart is still uncomfortable.
"My clothes... were scratched just now."
Xiaodong is wearing a light blue Taoist robe that is about 80% new. This is Mo Chen's old clothes. He remembers this clothes very clearly. At that time, the master ordered someone to make two new clothes for him to go out, and he only wore them a few times. Because his stature suddenly increased, the clothes were obviously much shorter, so he put them away and didn't say anything more. Because it was made for going out, the clothes looked more refined than usual. The weather suddenly became warmer last month, Xiaodong found that he had also grown taller, and the clothes he wore last autumn were a little tight around his body, so Mo Chen searched out his old clothes and gave them to him.
Xiaodong cherishes this elder brother's clothes very much, not only did he not dislike it as an old one, but he wore it very carefully.
He was in a hurry to deliver medicine to Senior Sister Linglong just now, but he didn't care about the scratched clothes, but now he looked down and saw that there was an obvious hole in the corner of the clothes.
This made Xiaodong's mood even worse.
"It's nothing, I'll ask Aunt Qi to darn it for you later. Aunt Qi's needlework is very good, and I guarantee that it will be the same as before, and you won't see it at all."
Xiaodong is also confident in Aunt Qi's craftsmanship.
Before returning to Huiliu Mountain, Xiaodong's clothes were torn. Sometimes his uncle took them and asked someone to mend them. Sometimes it was inconvenient, so Xiaodong learned how to thread needles and threads by himself, and put a patch on them. His poor workmanship, with its crumpled patches, looks like a crooked piece of dog skin plaster, how shabby it looks. Uncle once looked at a short coat that he had mended for a while, and said honestly: "It's better not to mend it."
But Aunt Qi's craft is different. Most of the clothes she mended looked as if they hadn't been torn. Senior Sister Linglong had mended several clothes before. cover up.
Sure enough, Aunt Qi smiled and said when she saw the clothes that Xiaodong sent her to ask her to darn, "It doesn't matter, it takes more than a cup of tea to mend it."
Xiaodong breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Aunt Qi, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"What is this? Miss Linglong just went to retreat, and I have nothing else to do except look at the house." Aunt Qi shook off the clothes to take a look: "I'll mend it later and send it back to you."
Aunt Qi rummaged through the sewing basket for silk thread of the same color. Xiaodong really wanted to ask Aunt Qi if she knew about Senior Sister Linglong and Senior Brother Zhai, but she swallowed the words again.
He promised his senior sister not to tell anyone else, if he asked Aunt Qi about it, wouldn't he be worthless here? Now that you have promised, you have to do what you say. (to be continued)