The next day, it was bright and the girl woke up in a daze in the dazzling sunshine.

The wooden house was facing the sun, a narrow portal had been opened, and several wooden boards stained with dirt at one end were scattered across the door.

The girl rubbed her eyes and walked out of the hut. She saw the bonfire last night, and the monster and the little beast had long disappeared...

Although the girl was careful enough, four days later, her dress was still a little tattered. Fortunately, the top of Fuyun Mountain was right in front of her, and the two giant peaks standing opposite each other were towering into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there was a colorful glow faintly flashing.

The girl showed excitement on her face, and she tried harder to climb to the top of the mountain, and even if she had half her foot entered the gate of the immortal family!

An inexplicable force suddenly emerged from his tired body. The girl climbed a little less than half faster, and she didn't notice that even her long green dress was scratched by rocks and branches and shrubs.

There were about three hundred steps away from the top of the mountain, and a simplistic piano sound came into my ears. The girl was stunned and ignored it. She never thought she was the only lucky person who could reach the top of the mountain.

After climbing for more than a hundred steps, the girl clearly heard intermittent human speeches, and her face looked even more excited...

"Okay, you disciple! I've actually left this girl halfway, I'm not finished with you today!"

The girl climbed to the top of the mountain and saw a monster with black cloak sitting alone outside the crowd. She rushed to her forehead with a stomach full of resentment. She rushed to the monster without thinking, pointed at the monster's nose and started cursing!

The weird guy was indifferent, but the girl suddenly swelled (crab) and blushed.

More than a hundred people on the top of the mountain stopped talking almost at the same time, looking at the girl's torn dresses and the weird people like clay sculptures beside the girl.

"What are you looking at! I've never seen a beautiful girl!"

The girl was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and looked at everyone fiercely.

Everyone burst into laughter! Such a tough and stingy woman is unlikely to be taken advantage of by the boy who is a eccentric and weird black cloak. Even if something really happened, with the girl's temper, it would probably not be as simple as pointing at the nose of a weirdo. Besides, although the girl was full of anger when she scolded the weirdo, she could not hide her faint intimacy with the weirdo. It would be much worse to say that she was angry.

"Hmph! I don't know shame!"

A cold rebuke of contempt was mixed with laughter. Although it disappeared in a flash, it still couldn't escape the girl's ears.

"Who is gossiping there! Is this girl wrong to teach her disciples a lesson? I have the ability to stand up for me!"

The girl was really furious this time, with her beautiful eyes furious and murderous eyes storming in the crowd.

coax--

Everyone laughed even more happily, only the three brothers who clashed with the weirdo that evening remained indifferent, and the youngest third brother was a little gloating.

"The head is unkempt and the face is dirty, the clothes are not covered, and there is no education, so it is so depressed..."

"So it's you old man!" This time the girl easily found a Confucian scholar with an old face in the crowd. "I am a undressed girl with a dirty face and uncovered body. How good are you? I'm not dressed, and I'm so embarrassed to say, "I'm a weak woman! Open your faint eyes and see. After half a month of climbing the mountain, how many people's clothes are intact? Oh! I almost forgot, since they are old eyes, how can I see clearly whether the clothes on others are torn? But why did the little girl see clearly when she came up? This old man is probably a shameless old man, staring at the beautiful girl with all his eyes! You guys don't think so?"

coax--

"you……"

For example, the laughter that was hundreds of times louder just now suddenly burst out, drowning the old scholar's angry voice.

The girl grinned and rolled her eyes and stretched her tongue, making an exaggerated face toward the old scholar who pointed at her with two trembling fingers!

"Girl scolds you well! I've been disliked by this old sauerkraut for a long time!"

"Girl, you were glanced at by that sour scholar several times. Do you want me, Lao Guo, to beat him up and vent your anger?"

There were two strong men like iron towers in the crowd, occupying a large area of ​​grass. They laughed and talked to the girl.

"Thank you two elder brothers! You don't need to beat him up! The old man is so fucked and thin. I'm afraid that if the elder brother slapped him, half of his life would be gone!"

"You! You... it's really 'It's hard to raise only women and villains'!"

The old scholar was so angry that his beard was shaking. His two fingers trembled and pointed at the girl and the two big men. It took him a long time to put up a word of Zou Zou, which caused another burst of laughter.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the old Confucian scholar, a trace of unbearableness flashed in the girl's eyes, she pouted and snorted, and then turned her head away.

The two big men glared at each other!

"What, the old guy is not convinced? Who is your home?"

"How many moves do you want to have with me?"

The strong man who claimed to be Lao Guo had a very irritable temper. He rolled up his sleeves and walked straight towards the old Confucian scholar.

The old Confucian scholar's face instantly became ugly!

"Stay alive!"

The clear voice suppressed the laughter of about a hundred people. When the man surnamed Guo heard this, he walked back to his original place in disappointment.

"Don't be angry, sir. If we have this opportunity, we will climb to the top of this Fuyun Mountain. Why bother to get entangled with trivial matters?"

The person who spoke was not very old, but seemed to have a lot of prestige. The old Confucian scholar's face changed, and he finally sighed and closed his eyes without saying a word.

The girl turned her head and saw that it was a thirty-year-old scholar wearing an old blue shirt.

The scribe held the pen in his right hand, whispering like rain, writing and painting on the purple-gold striped white paper spread across the big stone in front of him, with a focused expression and as if he was not the one who made a sound.

There are two beautiful ladies around the scribes.

Each person was wearing a pink dress, with a jade flute inserted diagonally on his belt, and his slender white jade hands were holding a piece of black carved ink, grinding it carefully in the inkstone on the rock.

The other was a woman with no makeup in a long water blue dress. The woman sat upright on a bluestone, pressing the strings of the guqin in front of her with her hands, and a trace of indelible sorrow was hidden between her eyebrows. Her beautiful eyes frequently fell on the scribes who were splattering ink. Among them, the love was clearly seen by young people like the girl.

"It turns out that my sister is playing the piano! I was so tired that I was so tired that I heard my sister's piano sound. I didn't know what happened, but suddenly I became so energetic and climbed up in one breath!"

The girl walked to the woman in blue, squatted down curiously, and reached out her hand to touch the black and smooth surface of the guqin.

The woman in blue obviously did not notice the girl approaching. In amazement, two flushings suddenly rose on her face.

"Sister is joking. Even if there is no piano sound, you can finally reach the top of this floating cloud mountain..." The woman paused, her eyes swept over the girl's torn green dress, a hint of pity appeared on her pretty face, and she raised her head slightly, and said softly to the woman in pink, "Yu'er, take a set of my clothes for this sister to change it."

"Okay, Miss!"

The woman in pink dress responded, put down the ink block, and walked towards the white silk and dark flowers beside the guqin placed in front of the woman in blue.

"Change clothes?" The girl's face was embarrassed and she was a little moved, "Isn't this good?"

"What are my sister saying? There are so many people here, and it is so inconvenient for my daughter to do this."

"oh……"

The girl's face turned slightly red, she twisted her body uncomfortably, and agreed obediently. Her admirable look made the woman in blue look even more pity. She couldn't help but reach out to caress the girl's messy hair.

"elder sister……"

The girl let out a light cry, and her agile eyes couldn't help but feel misty water vapor.

"Why should girls do this? I feel uncomfortable when I see you! Girls are almost immortals, and they still care about a piece of clothing?"

The man surnamed Guo waved his hand irritably and said in a thick voice.

"Sister, how do you think of this one? I specially chose a set of similar colors."

The woman in pink gave a blank look to the man surnamed Guo, held a neatly folded green clothes in her hand, and handed them to the girl with her head hanging down.

"That's it, I like it very much! Thank you sister!"

The girl reached out and wiped her eyes randomly, and two faint mud marks streaked across her fair cheeks.

"It's just something outside, how can I take my sister's word "Thank you"?" The woman in blue took out her handkerchief with a smile, and asked softly while wiping the girl, "What's the name of my sister?"

"My name is 'Shaoyao'!" The girl sniffed, "Grandpa said he picked me up under a peony flower, so he picked me up this one... Unfortunately, the old man left early, so I became a wild child with 'education but not raised'!"

When the girl said this, she deliberately amplified her voice and glared at the old Confucian scholar in the crowd fiercely.

The old Confucian scholar had already returned to normal. When the girl stared at her, she immediately looked ashamed, but she could not help but apologize to the junior, so she had to snort secretly and open her head.

"snort!"

Another cold snorted, and the man surnamed Guo stared at the old Confucian scholar with a bad expression.

"My miserable sister...but the so-called ignorant is not guilty. Sister should not bother with the old man, what about it?"

"I'll listen to my sister!"

"Yu'er, take Sister Shaoyao to the forest behind and change your clothes."

"Okay! Sister Shaoyao and Xiaomai come."

The woman in pink smiled slightly and left with her clothes.

The girl who called herself peony said "Oh" and followed obediently.

"Sister Yu'er, what's your name? You can't just call it 'Yu'er', right?"

"Of course not. My full name is 'Yu Xiao', and the lady always calls me 'Yu'er'! The lady plays the piano well, so her name is 'Yaoqin'! My lady and I..."

In the soft Mandarin language, the two women gradually moved away, and the top of the mountain became quiet for a while. After a while, it became noisy again. More than a hundred people whispered to each other, talking about the matter of the old Confucian scholar and the young Peony just now. Although there were many scholars in the crowd, most of them only pointed at the old Confucian scholar, which made the old man blush!

"It's done!"

Just when the old scholar was unable to come to Taiwan, Lan and the old scholar next to the woman suddenly threw a pen and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked up and saw the scholar's eyes burning, staring at the white paper in front of him.

"From the peak of the mountain, I will never be able to achieve both immortals and mortals! Good words! Good painting!"

A middle-aged man dressed in a gray shirt dressed in a scholar stepped on the void and slowly fell from the sky.

"I've seen the Supreme Immortal!"

No one knew when this gray-shirted man appeared, but almost at the same time, everyone stood up to salute, everyone looked respectful and couldn't hide his envy.

Such a shocking way of appearance can naturally be achieved only by the gods and immortals with the ability to fly and escape. However, the "super immortal" in front of him is too different from everyone's imagination. This person has gained a little weight, with two short beards on his lips, a gentle smile on his face, and a folding fan in his right hand, making him look like a wealthy businessman with a mortal elegance of scholars in the mortal world.

"I am a moon-ban, and I am the one who guides the 'Chief of the Immortal Sect' this time. However, I have achieved a little success in qi cultivation, and I must not be called the 'Super Immortal'. If you can get started, you can just call me "Uncle Master"!"

"Uncle Yueban?"

The girl Shaoyao rushed out of the woods in a blink of an eye, looking at the middle-aged man in gray clothes with excitement.

"Isn't that the 'Fat Master Uncle'?"

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Chapter completed!