Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 122 The Return of the Taoist Priest
Mr. Li flew into the sky with his sword and never came back.

Five of the eight sons of Beili passed out drunk and slept for a whole day in Baipin Pavilion. When they woke up, they found that the sky was full of stars above their heads, and their clothes were still a little wet.

Xie Xuan was reading a book by the starlight, while Baili Dongjun drank wine slowly.

The shopkeepers of Baipin Pavilion waited there with dejected faces, hoping that the little masters in the school who could manage things would wake up soon.

But no matter how resourceful and resourceful this respected little gentleman is, seeing the situation in front of him is still at a loss, Xiao Ruofeng rubbed his aching head: "What's going on?"

"Probably our master had a fight with someone. In the beginning, the master broke a hole, but then his opponent knocked off the roof..." Baili Dongjun said calmly.

Xiao Ruofeng said in a daze, "What?"

"My lord... this is the bill." The shopkeeper handed it over slightly with trembling hands.

Xiao Ruofeng took the bill, and his head hurt even more: "Didn't my master only hit a hole? Why do they want us to pay for the entire roof? Dongjun, who is so courageous, dare to fight with the master, and even lift the roof off?" gone?"

Baili Dongjun replied briefly: "Sword Immortal, rain produces demons."

"Where did the rain-born demon come from?" Xiao Ruofeng rubbed his temples, and finally picked up a pen and drew a symbol on the bill, "Take this bill and go to King Jingyu's mansion to collect the money tomorrow."

"That's it." The shopkeeper let out a sigh of relief, took the bill in a hurry, and led the waiters back out.

"Wake up, wake up." Xiao Ruofeng kicked them a few times, looked up at the starry sky, shook his head and sighed, "If someone sees this, why call him the Eighth Son?"

Baili Dongjun silently recited the gatha about the eighth son of Beili in his heart.

The elegance is unpredictable, the songs are elegant, and the ink is full of words.

Liu Yue's peerless Mo Chen is ugly, and the prime minister's talent remains unknown.

Fenghua's son Xiao Ruofeng, Qingge's son Luo Xuan, Zhuo Mo's son Lei Mengsha, Lingyun's son Gu Jianmen, Liu Yue's son Liu Yue, and Mo Chen's son Mo Xiaohei.He had already met all six of them. As for the legendary Young Master Qing who was talented and knowledgeable, Baili Dongjun looked at Xie Xuan curiously, and suddenly said, "You are Young Master Qing?"

Xie Xuan put away the book and nodded: "Then you are Mr. Wuming?"

"I'm not." Baili Dongjun shook his head.

Lei Mengsha, who had been pretending to be asleep, stood up, came over and put his arms around Baili Dongjun's neck: "Hey, Xie Xuan, I forgot to tell you. Next year's list of young masters may be the ninth son of Beili. We give this kid They have already given a good name, how about Jiu Gongzi's puns?"

"It's okay." Xie Xuan replied flatly, "You just woke up and pretended to be asleep. Are you afraid that the shopkeeper will give you the account book in the end?"

"Don't say it. Although I talk a lot, I never say what I shouldn't say. Xie Xuan, although you talk little, you always say hurtful things." Lei Mengsha stretched out his waist, "Go, Back to school to rest."

"Senior brother, is there any news about Wang and his party and Ye Dingzhi?" Baili Dongjun frowned slightly, as if he was still worried.

Lei Mengsha shrugged: "You will know when you go back to school."

Although the school is only a place for studying and learning art in name, there is a special intelligence agency "Butterfly Shadow" under the door, and every slight movement in Tianqi City is under their monitoring.Lei Mengsha and Xiao Ruofeng's attention to Ye Dingzhi's matter is not inferior to that of Baili Dongjun. The search has not stopped for a moment in the past few days, but there is no news at all.They even speculated that Ye Dingzhi had already left secretly, but what about Wang and his party... If the chief disciple of Qingcheng Mountain disappeared in Tianqi City, it would be a big trouble.

However, this big trouble has already reached the upstairs of Baipin Pavilion.

Wang and his entourage stood there, shouting angrily upstairs: "Mr. Li's disciples, are you enjoying your drink?"

Baili Dongjun turned around abruptly when he heard the words, jumped off the Baipin Pavilion, and happily grabbed Wang Xingxing's shoulders: "Wang Daochang, you are fine, that's great!"

Wang and his party were already in a bad mood, but now they were even more disturbed by Baili Dongjun's excitement, and said perfunctorily: "I can't die, I can't die, thanks to you, I slept well for two days."

"What about Ye Dingzhi?" Baili Dongjun looked behind Wang and his party, but there were no other people there, "Did something happen to him?"

Wang and his party sneered: "Accident? I'm afraid it wasn't because of nephrite jade in his bosom, the butterflies fluttering in the sky, and he didn't want to return to this mortal world..."

Baili Dongjun frowned: "What are you talking about, Daoist Wang?"

"Anyway, don't worry, this guy Ye Dingzhi is doing very well at this time, at least better than you and me. Don't worry, he will appear in front of you in a few days." Wang and his party replied lazily road.

Baili Dongjun said anxiously: "But the matter of his apprenticeship..."

"What kind of teacher do you worship? Didn't his master come here just now? Mr. Li's Nanjue is a deadly enemy, and he worships these two people as his teacher at the same time. I'm afraid he will be drowned by the spit of everyone in the world. What's more, there are reward orders everywhere in Qicheng today. Ye Dingyi will be beheaded when he comes out. Don’t mention the school. Take me to find a place to rest. I’m going back to Mount Qingcheng tomorrow. Tianqi City is really not a place for people to stay.” Wang and his party sighed.

Baili Dongjun doesn't know what happened to this brother Wang Dao these days, he has become so cynical, and even talked so much nonsense that he can compete with Lei Mengsha, but at least he confirmed that both of them are considered safe, A stone fell from my heart.Baili Dongjun nodded: "What Wang Daochang said is, go back to the school to rest first."

Baili Dongjun pulled Wang and his party to the school, Xie Xuan picked up the bookcase and walked behind them.Lei Mengsha and Xiao Ruofeng sat on the Baipin Pavilion and listened to all their conversations in silence.

"Wang and his party refused to say where Ye Dingzhi was, and he avoided it every time Baili Dongjun asked." Lei Mengsha said in a deep voice.

Xiao Ruofeng frowned slightly: "Wang and his party should trust Baili Dongjun. It seems that Ye Dingzhi is hiding now, and no one can know."

"The people from Dieying are here, just to ask." Lei Mengsha looked at a man in black who had just landed next to him, "Wang and his party, where did you come from just now?"

"The first time this subordinate saw Daoist Wang was at Guanchen Street." The man in black replied.

"Guanchen Street?" Lei Mengsha and Xiao Ruofeng looked at each other, and a place flashed in their hearts.

King Jingyu's Mansion.

No wonder they have been unable to find the whereabouts of the two of them. Indeed, even if Xiao Ruofeng searched the entire Tianqi City, he would never think of it... because it was his elder brother's mansion, the only elder brother in the world who had only one mother.

(End of this chapter)