Elder Yuheng's exit is naturally worthy of congratulations from the whole faction. But Xue Zhengyi knew that Chu nightning didn't like liveliness and his mouth was stupid, so what he should say and what he should do was arranged in advance. Chu nightning was originally afraid that the dinner would be a little embarrassing, but later found that his worries were completely unnecessary.
Although Xue Zhengyi is a man of five big and three rough, but he has a delicate mind and takes the scene very well. In front of all the elders and many disciples, he said a few heartfelt words, but he didn't say much. Only Elder Lu Cun was less discerning, and shouted with a smile:
"Yuheng, it's a festive day, why are you still showing a cold face? You should also say a few words. There are some new disciples here who have never seen your face."
Xue Zhengyi stopped for him: "Lu Cun, what Yuheng wants to say, I will help him say it, you have to pull him to talk about some things and what to do."
"That's different, you have to say a few words."
"But he-"
"It's okay." Xue Zhengyi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a clear and cold low voice, "Since there are new disciples, I will say a few words." Chu nightning said and stood from the seat. When he got up, he looked around the Meng Po Hall, where thousands of people were looking at him.
But the ink burning has not come yet.
Chu nightning thought for a while, and said: "Nanfeng Red Lotus Waterfront, many military armors, in order to prevent accidental injuries, please new disciples, don't trespass if you have nothing to do."
The crowd fell silent.
Lu Cun couldn't help but said: "... Finished?"
"It's over."
Chu nightning said, lowered his eyes and bowed his head, and sat down with his sleeves.
The crowd fell into a longer silence.
Most of the new disciples were thinking about it. They thought, "Resurrection from the dead, after five years, is this an experience that mortals have?" No matter what, you should talk about your feelings, or thank your savior, and so on.
But how can this person seem to be reading dogma, and it will be over if he loses such a sentence, which is too insincere.
The older disciples couldn't help but chuckle, and several of them whispered to their companions: "It's Elder Yuheng, it hasn't changed."
"It's still so little."
"Pfft, yes, I have a bad temper, and I can't do anything except a good-looking face." Anyway, there are many people, and Chu nightning can't hear it far away. Some people joked like this. Everyone said that they looked at each other and laughed, and then went to see the man in white as snow sitting next to Xue Zhengyi.
The feast was opened. In addition to the spicy and fragrant Sichuan cuisine, there were also many exquisite pastries, and the Jiangnan cuisine with a smart and sweet taste was placed on the table.
Xue Zhengyi opened the best pear blossom white on the altar and distributed it to each table. The amber liquor was filled with boldness. Chu nightning was eating the fourth crab powder lion head, and suddenly a deep sea The bowl was placed under his eyelids with a bang.
"Yuheng! Have a drink!"
"… It's a bowl."
"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's a cup or a bowl, drink it! Your favorite pear blossom white!" Xue Zhengyong's deep eyebrows and eyes were brightly dyed with joy, "If you want to talk about your alcohol intake, I, Xue, are the first to be convinced. It's really a thousand cups without pouring! Ten thousand cups without getting drunk! Come, come, this first cup, I respect you!"
Chu nightning smiled, and he picked up the big bowl and touched Xue Zhengyong.
"Since the Lord said so, I drank this first bowl."
After he finished drinking it, he turned the bowl over and showed it to Xue Zhengyi. Xue Zhengyi was overjoyed, but his eyes were a little red: "Okay, okay! Five years ago, you asked me for a jar of top-grade pear blossom white in the cellar. I refused to give it to you at that time. Later, I regretted it very much. I thought I'd never... never..." His voice gradually softened, suddenly raised his head, took a long sigh, and said loudly again, "Stop talking! What are you talking about! If you like it in the future, all the pear blossoms in the wine cellar will be returned to you. You! I'll take care of you drinking a lifetime of fine wine!"
Chu nightning smiled and said: "Okay, I earned it."
This side is talking, there Xue Meng and a person rustled in the corner for a long time, and suddenly Xue Meng dragged the person over, and the two of them saluted the front end in Chu nightning.
"Master!" Xue Meng raised his head, with a youthful and youthful face.
"Master." The man also raised his head, holding it like a scorpion out of water, Qingyun out of Xiu, who is it if it is not a teacher
The teacher said ashamedly: "The disciple is in the medical hall in Wuchang Town today, and he can't get away from it. At this time, he came to see the master. I am really ashamed. Please forgive me."
"… no problem."
Chu nightning dropped his eyes and carefully looked at the teacher for a while. Although his face was faint, he suddenly felt a sense of loss that surprised him.
This ink-burning favorite person is too elegant to be born.
If it was said that five years ago, the teacher was still a beautiful embryo, then now, he has grown completely like a bunch of short-lived flowers blooming in the long night of Weiyang, the green calyx can no longer hide the white inside, Fang Fei tremblingly explores When he came out, everything around him was eclipsed. He has a pair of peach blossom eyes looking forward to love, and the spring water inside is soft and not full. The curvature of the bridge of the nose is extremely soft and greasy, a point increase is too sharp, a point reduction is too weak, the lips are bright red and full, like cherries soaked in clear dew, the words spit out are sweet and soft.
"Master, my disciple misses you very much."
He rarely expresses his emotions so blatantly, so Chu nightning can't help but be stunned, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.
The teacher's eyes were red, and he was very affectionate, which made Chu nightning feel a little ashamed.
Why is he jealous with Shi Mingjing? He is so old, and his juniors are so old, so why should he be jealous with Shi Mingjing
Thinking of this, Chu nightning nodded and said indifferently: "Get up."
With permission, both apprentices stood up.
…
Chu nightning had already calmed his mind, but he glanced at the teacher and suddenly froze.
"… "
Is the teacher higher than Xue Meng
This comparison made Chu nightning a little choked, coughed twice, and couldn't help but look at it more.
Just a little bit higher.
But in this way, the figure of the teacher is better, the shoulders are wide, the waist is thin, the legs are long, and the belt is soft, which is indescribably delicate and elegant. With a haircut, he still looks like he was weak when he was a teenager.
Chu nightning's face sank involuntarily.
He felt that he had lost a little miserably.
But... that's all.
Anyway, he didn't say what he thought about the burning of the ink, and it was even more impossible to say it in the future. As for the ink burning, the guy chased him to the poor and fell to Huangquan, but he didn't see that he liked him, and it was even more impossible to see it in the future.
The two of them have been mentors and apprentices for a lifetime, and they have a deep friendship, which is not a bad idea.
Others, if you can't force it, forget it.
Xue Meng suddenly blushed, stabbed the teacher with his elbow, and gave a wink.
The teacher was helpless and said softly: "Do you really want me to go?"
"Yes, it's more appropriate for you to go."
"But these things have been prepared by you, Young Master, for five years..."
"It's embarrassing because I prepared it all. You go, not to mention the others that you brought back today?"
"...Okay." The teacher sighed. He couldn't resist Xue Meng, so he had to take a huge rosewood tree from Xue Meng's back, holding it in both hands, and walked and sat down to eat the crab meal lion. In front of the head of Chu nightning.
"Master, Young Master and I... I have prepared some gifts in the past five years, all of which are... Be careful, please accept me with a smile."
Xue Meng listened in the back, his face became more and more red and hot. In order to hide his panic, he folded his arms in front of his chest and turned his head leisurely, pretending to suddenly have a strong interest in the carved beams and pillars of Meng Potang.
It is considered rude to open the gifts given by others in person, but Chu nightning, as the master of the two of them, is not willing to accept some too valuable things, so he thought about it and asked: "What is it? ?"
"Yes... some gadgets bought around." The teacher is smart, and he doesn't understand Chu Wanning's mind, so he said, "It's not worth the price, if the teacher is worried, go back and open it. That's it."
Chu nightning said: "Going back is no different from now, open."
"No, no, no!! Don't open it!" Xue Meng was stunned for a moment and rushed over to grab it.
Chu nightning has already opened the box, and finally glanced at him lightly.
"If you run so fast, you are not afraid of falling."
Xue Meng: "..."
There are really stuffed up there, and they are all odd and interesting little objects, including some exquisitely embroidered hair bands, ingenious hair ties, and ingenious jade belt hooks. Medicine, under the candlelight, the coat of arms of the cold scale holy hand is shining.
This box of stuff is priceless.
Chu nightning really didn't know what to say, raised his phoenix eyes and glared at Xue Meng. Xue Meng's face turned redder.
Xue Zhengyi looked amused by the side and said: "Since Meng'er has the heart, Yuheng, you can accept it. Anyway, the other elders have prepared gifts for you, and the value is not light, and an extra copy is nothing."
Chu nightning said: "Xue Meng is my apprentice."
The implication is that he does not want to accept so many things from his apprentices.
"But this is what I have seen in the past five years that is suitable for the master!" Xue Meng was anxious when he heard what he said, "I used all the silver I earned by myself, and I didn't spend half of my father's money. Zun, if you don't accept it, I... I... "
"He will be uncomfortable and will not be able to sleep." Xue Zhengyi said for his son, "Maybe he will go on a hunger strike."
Chu nightning: "..."
He really didn't know how to talk to the father and son, so he looked down at the box again, and suddenly saw a smaller wooden box lying inside a pile of things.
"This is..." He took it out and opened it to see four clay dolls lying inside.
He didn't understand a little, raised his eyes, looked at Xue Meng, but saw Xue Meng's face flushed, almost dripping blood, seeing Chu Wanning looking at him, he quickly lowered his head, a handsome man, just with a hairy head Like a boy, he was stared at by the master and lowered his eyes and bowed his head, indescribably embarrassed.
Chu nightning asked: "What is this?"
Xue Zhengyi was also curious: "Take it out and see."
"No... want..." Xue Meng held his forehead and murmured weakly. But his father has happily put out the four little clay figurines. The four clay figurines were crooked and crooked. Except for one being taller and the three being shorter, there was almost no difference between them. This handwriting, at first glance, is from Xue Meng's did not run.
You must know that Xue Meng originally wanted to learn mecha with Chu Wanning. As a result, after a day of learning, Chu Wanning asked him to modify the sword technique. There was no other reason, just because this kid had nothing in the red lotus waterside all afternoon. When it was done, he almost demolished the mecha room with a file.
To pinch the clay figurine with such a "Huizhilan heart" really hurt him.
Xue Zhengyi grabbed one of the clay figurines, looked upside down, didn't understand, and asked his son, "What are you doing?"
Xue Meng said stubbornly: "Just do it, just play, it's nothing."
"This black lacquer clay figurine really doesn't look good, or the taller one is more beautiful, painted with white paint." Xue Zhengyi muttered, and his thumb touched the villain's head.
Xue Meng said: "Don't touch!!"
But it was too late, and the little man spoke.
"Uncle, don't touch it."
Xue Zhengyi: "..."
Chu nightning: "..."
Xue Meng slapped himself with a slap, his arm blocked his eyes, and he didn't want to look at it.
It took Xue Zhengyi a long time to react, and he laughed loudly: "Hey, Menger, this is the burning child you pinched? It's too ugly, hahahaha."
Xue Meng said angrily: "That's because he was ugly! Look at the master I pinched! How beautiful!" He said, blushing and pointing at the white-painted little clay figurine.
The little white lacquer figurine was swept to his head by his fingertips, let out a cold snort, and said, "Don't be presumptuous."
Chu nightning: "..."
"Hahahahaha!!" Xue Zhengyi's tears were about to flow out, "This is good, this is good, you still put some spiritual sounds in it, right? This little thing learns Yuheng's tone of speech, really Pretty similar, hahahaha!"
Chu night Ning Fuxiu said: "Naughty."
But he still took the four little clay figurines back gently, put them back in the box, and placed them beside him. There was no expression on his face during this process, and he seemed very indifferent and calm, but when he raised his eyes again, there was some tenderness in the bottom of his eyes.
"I'll take this one, and you can take the rest back. You can also use these things. Master doesn't lack them."
"But… "
"Young Master, Master asked you to take it back, so you can take it back." The teacher smiled, persuaded him in a low voice, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, what the Young Master wants to give most, isn't it this little clay figurine?"
Xue Meng's head was smoking, he glared at the teacher angrily, kicked his feet, bit his lips and stopped talking.
Xue Meng, a person who has been highly praised since childhood, has never had anything that he can't say or do, so his way of expressing his likes and dislikes is often very enthusiastic and straightforward.
Chu nightning therefore felt that he was very rare. This kind of spontaneity is something that he has never had before. It is one of Xue Meng's most valuable and valuable qualities. He is a little envious. Unlike himself, he has always been a dishonest person, and he misses him very much, but he says he doesn't care.
Returning from rebirth, although it is a little better, but that's it, it won't change much. Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, he felt that he probably spent the rest of his life changing, and he couldn't change much. If he changed a lot, he probably wouldn't be him anymore.
When the banquet was about to disperse, the ink burned still did not return.
Chu nightning was actually very boring in his heart, but he didn't say a word, although he really wanted to ask Xue Zhengyong, and wanted to ask how the letter burned today was written, and wanted to ask Xue Zhengyong to be able to I can't know where the ink burned.
But he held the wine cup and drank one cup after another, his knuckles were pale, and the wine burned through his heart, but he did not burn his heart warm enough to summon the courage to turn his head to ask, When does he come back.
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Small Theater "Reason for All Staff Being Late":
Chu nightning: It's too late, I don't want to explain, just punish it.
Ink burning 0.5: There is an old woman on the road who walks too slowly, obstructing the matter of this seat, killing her, the seat is here, a little late. Give this seat a clean handkerchief, with a little blood splashed on his face.
Ink Burning 1.0: Hahaha~ There is an old grandmother crossing the road and frying chicken with a cane. I grabbed her cane to cross the road and wanted to see a joke. But I gave it back to her later, don't worry, don't worry~
Ink Burning 2.0: I saw an old man with inconvenient legs and feet on the road. I helped her over and delayed time, sorry.
Teacher: I encountered a medical trouble today, I really can't get rid of it... I'm sorry...
Xue Meng: It's none of your business.
Nangong Si: Upstairs is really rude, I'll be more polite, what's the matter with you.
Ye Wangxi: I won't be late. If you look again, the hourglass must be broken.
Mei Hanxue: Every time I take a step, there are female cultivators to entangle me. Even if I go out two hours earlier, the final result is still late and I don't struggle.