Master is not married yet

Chapter 6

"But it's not that the master has a bad reputation outside, and he doesn't seem to have any family background. The White Lotus family is so prominent, how can they think of the master?"

Holding my stomach, I walked slowly up the mountain with the second senior brother and walked back to the sect. The second senior brother didn’t even touch the pastry just now, so I ate it all by myself. Who knew I was still hungry after eating, so he glared at me and gave me an extra bowl The char siew noodles with eggs made me completely full.

I patted my stomach contentedly, and suddenly remembered this matter, so I turned to ask him.

"It's true that you have a bad reputation, but the old man's background is not that simple," he responded, "Remember the day when you shot the cuju, that idiot Robbie put in——"

"Ah, I just want to say why my nose is itchy. It turns out that Ah Jing and Tudou are missing me, and they even mentioned my name."

The elder brother jumped down from a tree beside him, carrying a wild boar on his shoulders, and caught a few wild pigeons in his hands, jumping around alive and well.

He interrupted the second senior brother himself, "Have you seen it, future master."

Seeing that the senior brother was sticking too close to him, the second senior brother walked around him with disgust and dragged the wooden box and left boldly, "Tudou said yes, you can ask her yourself."

The eldest brother scratched his head, then turned to look at me, "What kind of person is he?"

"The appearance is sweet and pitiful, but the heart is simple. Three words, silly and sweet. Although you can tell it's fake at first glance, maybe Master will like it."

"Tudou, sometimes you are really sharp," the elder brother showed me a look of awe, "but it's fine if it's just pretending. Master's personality is actually quite bad and unpredictable. I'm still thinking if it's true what you said What's the matter, stupid and sweet, then I might advise that girl not to be blinded by beauty for the sake of her future, and just turn around."

"bad?"

"Haven't you noticed after you've been in our sect for so many days?" He tilted his head and thought, "That's right, Master has always restrained himself in front of Tudou."

Then he rolled his eyes and continued, "It just so happens that a disciple who claims to be from the Chonghua School came to propose a competition. The master asked Ah Chu to come out and make a gesture. You can come and see with me."

The eldest brother carried the wild boar on his shoulders, jumped onto a thicker branch in the air, looked at me underneath and said, "Come on, it's faster to walk this way."

"Eldest brother, I've been a beginner for less than half a month, so this won't work."

"I thought Tudou could jump to the top of Yunwu Peak on the spot. It's a pity," he looked at me again with regret.

No, it's impossible, even reincarnation is impossible.

So we walked back to the sect in the way of ordinary people. When we were almost outside the gate, the senior brother turned to face me and made a gesture of silence to me.

"Let's go to the roof to see later, I will help you if you can't go up."

Basically, there was no waiting for this matter. As soon as the big brother finished speaking, he put down the wild boar and the pigeon, put my shoulder on the place where the wild boar was just now, climbed the wall and then grabbed the protruding carvings of the beams all the way. Leaping onto the roof, I can already look at the entire Mirror Gate when I regain my senses.

"Look, the direction of the Martial Arts Field."

I looked in the direction of the Martial Arts Field following the senior brother's finger, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The master is wearing a bright red cloak with flying cranes embroidered on it. He is stroking the zither with both hands quickly, and the music is beating fast, like a million troops charging. There are countless gorgeous flowers blooming in front of him according to the rhythm. There are thousands of purples and reds, as bright and dazzling as the vermilion coat on his body.

"You——you evil spirit, I have a fair competition with your disciple, but you will hinder you?" The Chonghua sect disciple panicked when he saw this scene, and kept trying to avoid the tide gushing out at his feet. until he realized that it would be all right if he encountered a flower, so he regained his composure and yelled at the master at the top of his voice.

"I didn't say that I wanted to have a proper competition with you. Isn't this your wishful thinking?" The master smiled, "Besides, I played music for you and added scenery for you. How can I say it's a hindrance?"

"you!"

"Oh, by the way, you should pay more attention to my apprentice than me, he is already on the right side."

The Chonghua sect disciple was shocked and looked to his right, but was kicked by the third brother from the left at this moment, he staggered back a few steps with a sound of pain.

"Sorry, it seems that I didn't make it clear," the master's eyes as deep as a deep pool slightly curved, "it's my right side."

Although the disciple suffered a loss, he immediately rallied again, stood up and pulled out his sword from his waist, "Since that's the case, you can't blame me for being unkind. Anyway, you have already been notorious in the Jianghu. Except for you, it is for the benefit of the entire martial arts world." .”

Master didn't change his expression, just waved his hand, "Chu Chu."

"Yes, Master."

The third senior brother ran back with his back to him, a few feet away, the disciple was not bad, he didn't catch up because the third senior brother's behavior was full of flaws, on the contrary, he was full of vigilance and defended with a sword, maybe he was worried that there was something weird What happened, he stood in place with a cautious expression.

Immediately afterwards, the third senior brother turned back and rushed straight in front of the disciple when he reached the point. I remembered that the third senior brother was doing the same thing the day he played cuju. He jumped up halfway, turned into a white crane, and disappeared under the flying feathers that were as white as snow.

"what!?"

The disciple and I screamed at the same time.

"What, Tudou, don't you know it yet?" Eldest brother lay sideways beside me, tied his hair into several braids with both hands, with a strange look, "Didn't I give you a copy of A Jing's painting?" The secret recipe, haven’t you practiced it?”

I remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, that is, the day I mistook the white crane for a chicken, which caused the second senior brother's blood pressure to soar.

"Cocoa, people become cranes,"

"There is no change. No matter what, it is impossible for a person to become a crane. Everything is fake."

Eldest brother looked up at me, "It's as if the disciple just said that we have already lost our reputation, but the one who draws the sword is a self-proclaimed upright man, isn't he? True or false, right or wrong, no one can tell, it's just a human mouth It’s just a definition that you can’t grasp or see.”

I looked at the elder brother, although he seems to have said something very meaningful now, but he has already tied all his hair into braids, and when he found that there was nothing to tie, he began to tie a bow in his bangs. I have admiration for him.

"By the way, I have practiced the white crane illusion, but probably because I am born tall and not suitable, I will end up turning into a goose."

Big brother said so.

I didn't want to pay attention to him, I went back and continued to look in the direction of the martial arts field.

The disciple panicked and couldn't find the third senior brother at all, but saw that the third senior brother had appeared behind him, he was startled, turned around and cut the sword behind him, without any intention of stopping.

But the third senior brother was blown away by the sword like smoke, and my expression was exactly the same as that of the disciple, and I was shocked.

"Tudou, you should really get used to it. Even though you're both from the Mingjingmen, you're always surprised by your own moves. This won't work," the elder brother looked at me helplessly.

No, normal people won't get used to it anyway.

When I was distracted, the third senior brother had already rushed to the disciple's back, pulled out the bamboo flute on his waist, and tapped his back lightly. Opened, a ray of silver light floated in the sun, straightly embedded in the cracks in the rocks of the Martial Arts Field.

Victory and defeat.

"It's too weak. If the late elders know how weak their descendants are, they come out to embarrass themselves. The people in the underground are afraid that they will dig up their graves and be mad at you again."

The third senior brother put away the bamboo flute and made catchy karma, all in one go.

"You monsters, try your best to use some low-level witchcraft." The disciple gritted his teeth, glanced at the third senior brother and the master fiercely, "I have never seen such a deviant sect like yours."

"Naughty, how can you casually say that the sect deviates from the orthodoxy," said the third brother with a smile, "Actually, I have always wanted to ask a question - what scriptures and principles are used to ask kind residents nearby to provide a large amount of support funds to the sect on a regular basis?" Yes, we want to learn too."

The third senior brother glanced at the second senior brother who had been sitting by the side where the old god was watching the play with his feet up, showing a sympathetic look, "Look, we are so poor here that our disciples can only serve others to make a living, why don't you share it, let my senior brother It’s not going to be so hard.”

The second senior brother gave a middle finger unceremoniously.

"you--!"

"Okay, the competition is over, hurry back, I'm too lazy to explain to the outside world what happened today, so let's just pretend it's nothing," the master got up, and the silver thread embroidered with white cranes fluttered with the sun.

He tilted his head slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Stay a little longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my mouth shut, add fuel and jealousy to the Chonghua faction's loss to the evildoers, and put it in the tabloids to make the common people feel better." Sing and sing."

The disciple's face turned green and pale, Xu was really afraid of ruining his sect's reputation, picked up his sword and left angrily.

"Okay, now that we're done reading, let's go, wash your hands and eat!" The senior brother sat up and planned to pick me up on his shoulders.

Before I was picked up, I looked at the master who was leaving in the distance, and the feeling of strangeness in my heart intensified again, but compared to this incident, I had a bigger problem in front of my eyes——

Earlier I said that Master didn't know if he could bear it, but now I just want to know if Te Niang's white lotus will be played to death by him.

(End of this chapter)