ninth junior sister

Chapter 55

However, when she turned her head, she felt a burst of delicious aroma of grilled fish and mellow wine overflowing her nose.

"Junior Sister Jiu, this is yours." Zichan's voice came from Ling Xiaoruo's ear.

Ling Xiaoruo stared, she didn't expect that the person who handed her fish and wine was actually Zi Chan, because of surprise, she turned her eyes to look over, Zi Chan's handsome face was reflected in the firelight, which made his face even more perfect Ruyu, he is dressed in Tsing Yi, just like green pines and cypresses.

"No!" She glanced at Zichan, turned her head and said coldly.

Ling Xiaoruo's categorical refusal sounded particularly loud in the quiet night. Ziling and Ziping curled their lips when they heard the words, and Zizhan explained after hearing this: "Ziqing, this is your first time participating in the competition. After each competition, we will gather in the forest, and at the same time, we hope that next year will be the same as this moment. Just take it."

After finishing speaking, Zi Zhan held up the white porcelain bowl in his hand and said to everyone: "Today next year, we will meet again on Mount Tai!"

After hearing this, everyone raised the porcelain bowls in their hands and said in unison: "We will meet again on Mount Tai!"

After the voice fell behind, everyone raised their bowls and drank booze.Zichan put the white porcelain bowl into Ziqing's hands, then raised his head and poured out the wine in the bowl.

When Ling Xiaoruo saw such a heroic scene, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. Could it be that this is the legendary son and daughter of the world?
The white wine was sweet and lingered in the throat, and everyone looked forward to it, looking forward to the glory of the Mount Tai competition in the coming year.However, how do they know at this moment that when they return to Cangshan this time, the situation will change suddenly, and next year today, things will already be different.

Looking at the heroic crowd, Ling Xiaoruo's heart also surged, and the hand holding the white porcelain bowl also tightened quietly.

Originally, I wondered why these people built firewood in the woods, was it because of their longing for a better future?
Will she drink this wine or not?

These people had nothing to do with her at all. Looking back on the past, she seemed to be fighting with them all the time. She wanted to escape, but her feet were bound every time. Is this fate or injustice?
Her eyes flicked across everyone, Zizhan in blue, Zifeng in purple, Zichan in green, Zimo in black, Ziyuan in white, and Ziran who left without saying goodbye, Although she didn't like these people, after experiencing so much, she didn't seem to hate them that much now.However, she really didn't like Zi Ling and Zi Ping, these two girls were in a bad mood.

Although he didn't like those two girls, but in accordance with the principle of the democratic majority over the minority, she finally raised the porcelain bowl in her hand, raised her head, and gulped it down.

Seeing that she had finally finished the bowl and drank the wine, Zichan smiled and said, "Junior Sister Ninth, thank you." In fact, he should have said this thank you long ago. After so long, he was finally looking for an opportunity Speak up.As proud as he is, he never said thank you to anyone, he just felt that these two words were like a thousand pieces of gold, but now that he said them, he felt a sense of relief.

Ling Xiaoruo glanced at Zichan, knowing why he said thank you, but she didn't care much, and just said indifferently: "I can't bear it." After saying that, she turned her head away from everyone, but hugged her knees to face You dense forest.

Zichan stared at the woman's thin back, she didn't have a beautiful face, and her temper was not good, but she was talented, and her every move could touch the hearts of others. Although his father didn't agree with him marrying Ziqing, However, his mind will not change.

Turning around, Ling Xiaoruo became groggy because of drinking a bowl of white wine. In her 27 years of life, she had never drank white wine like this. She really didn't know what the consequences would be.

It was night, Ling Xiaoruo clearly knew Hua Jianniang's domineering stamina, because she collapsed heavily behind the rocks shortly after drinking it, and she fell asleep all day and night on the way back. Sober, but spent the next two days in chaos.

When she was fully awake, the group had already reached the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Ziyuan said he had something to do at home, so he went home first, and the rest went up the mountain.

After entering the mountain gate, he walked inward for a short time, but saw a man in a light blue Taoist robe standing with his hands behind his back, standing among the trees, where the flowers and trees were scattered and swaying gracefully. His figure was elegant, like a flower blown by the wind. And go to the cloud.

When everyone saw him, there was a little surprise in their eyes, and they all nodded respectfully after a moment of surprise: "Hello, Master!"

Nodding their heads, everyone was guessing why the master left the customs early again.

Ling Xiaoruo didn't know the real Nanhua, so when she was suddenly let go, she was a little lost.When she heard the words "Master Hao", she turned her eyes and looked forward, only to see a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe standing in the gentle breeze.

He is dressed in clear clothes without causing dust, like a banished immortal who sees through the world.

Is this man the master of the Cangshan School?He turned out to be a Taoist priest!Still such a handsome middle-aged Taoist priest!

Master Nanhua glanced at the crowd, nodded, and said, "It's good to be back safely, you guys go back to your room, Ziqing, come with me."

When Ling Xiaoruo heard Master calling her alone, his eyes widened, completely incomprehensible.

"Yes, Master, the disciple is leaving." After receiving the order, everyone nodded and walked towards their own rooms.

When everyone was leaving, Zi Ling and Zi Ping looked back and hated Ling Xiaoruo, but Ling Xiaoruo didn't care at all, he just treated it like a mad dog glanced at him.

Immortal Nanhua turned around and left after everyone left, Ling Xiaoruo was stunned, and followed behind him.

Ling Xiaoruo followed behind Master Nanhua, looked at his back that was floating like the wind, and felt that his eyes could see all kinds of situations in the world. With such thoughts, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress himself chest, secretly following the breath.

The real Nanhua's room is in the backyard of the Cangshan School. The room is made of bamboo, and a large area is hidden in the forest. The furnishings in his room are simple, with only an incense burner curling up smoke.

After arriving at the room, Ling Xiaoruo's footsteps were fixed at the entrance, Nanhua Daoist took a few steps inward, then turned around and said to Ling Xiaoruo: "Ziqing, do you still remember the agreement with your teacher that day? ?”

After questioning, Ling Xiaoruo's mind roared. She didn't inherit Ziqing's memory, so she couldn't understand what Master Nanhua was saying, and stared at him slightly.

Seeing the slight surprise in her eyes, Master Nanhua asked, "What? Don't you remember why my teacher accepted you as an apprentice?"

Ling Xiaoruo's heart skipped a beat, his body became cold for a moment, and he clenched his hands slightly. This real Nanhua is a Taoist priest, and he looks like a fairy. So, this person is probably not easy to deceive. Since it is not easy to deceive, then she Shouldn't she just tell the truth and say that she doesn't remember the past?

(End of this chapter)