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Chapter 421 Senior Brother? Sorry, I'm not familiar with it

A Taoist priest from the Shangqing Sect?

When he heard the Taoist priest surnamed Lu chanting Taoist chants, thoughts suddenly flashed through Ouyang Rong's mind.

In the Sanqing Taoist sect in the south, Taoist priests from different sects chant different Taoist names.

Taoist priests from Yuqing chanted "Heavenly Lord with immeasurable blessings"; Taoist priests from Shangqing chanted "Heavenly Lord who saves people with immeasurable merit"; Taoist priests from Taiqing chanted "Heavenly Lord with immeasurable merits".

Sanqing Taoist priests walking at the foot of the mountain can tell the origin of the sect by listening to their chants.

"Are you really going to wait? Why has Master Lu not inherited Master Yuan's flexibility at all?"

Li Guo'er's voice sounded, as if he was curling his lips.

Well, it is the fine style of "never reflecting on oneself and insisting on questioning others" that Ouyang Rong is familiar with.

Immediately Ouyang Rong heard that the junior sister outside the courtyard wall also chuckled:

"Fellow Daoist Lu is patient and can keep his composure."

Ouyang Rong in the yard suddenly felt that the pickled radish in his mouth had no taste.

The next moment, the young man who was cooking rice in front of the stone table stood up, held the porridge bowl flat, walked to the door, and pushed open the courtyard door.

Is it his style to sit back and wait for death, eavesdropping and guessing?

"Hey, are you all back? Have you eaten? There is porridge in the kitchen pot. The pickled radish is very crispy and delicious. Can you order some?"

Ouyang Rong looked surprised, and while saying hello, he looked around at everyone, looking around calmly.

Not far outside the door, Li Guo'er and Xie Lingjiang were walking in the front, followed by a young man in his mid-twenties, carrying a peach wood sword and wearing a khaki Taoist robe.

He seemed to have arrived after a long journey. There was a lot of dust on his monk's robe, and his hair, which was tied up with a Nanhua towel and a wooden hairpin, was greasy. It looked like he hadn't bathed or washed himself in a long time.

This young man had a long face and an unattractive appearance. His eyelids were pulled up, as if his face was paralyzed, and his expression was dull, as if he was not interested in anything.

Just now, Li Guoer and Xie Lingjiang were walking in front to ask questions, and he followed behind, also giving mechanical responses.

Ouyang Rong didn't notice it when he was listening in the yard, but now that he saw it in person, he realized that this young man with facial paralysis carrying a mahogany sword looked like he was being called on by the teacher to ask questions in class.

"Um, who is this Taoist Priest?"

Ouyang Rong walked out of the door with a bowl of porridge in his hand, as if he had just noticed the sword-wielding Taoist priest.

"Ouyang Lianghan?" Li Guo'er looked at him curiously: "When did you come?"

"What are you eating...you..." Xie Lingjiang's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly when he saw the porridge bowl in someone's hand and the vaguely open pickled radish jar in the yard.

However, after she saw the smiling face of a certain senior brother who was not a human being but a dog, she snorted lightly in the next moment, and his pretty face quickly calmed down, as if he was not angry at all.

Xie Ling Jiang Danran.

Ouyang Rong saw it and replied with a smile: "I just came here a while ago."

He glanced sideways again: "Wouldn't you like to introduce me?"

Xie Lingjiang said nothing, and Li Guoer introduced sideways:

"You came just in time. This is Yuan Yazi of the Shangqing Sect, the third disciple of Master Yuan Laotian of the Shangqing Sect. His family name is Lu..."

"Lu Ya." The young man with facial paralysis wielding a sword reported.

Ouyang Rong nodded and said hello: "Ouyang Rong, whose courtesy name is Lianghan, just call me by my nickname."

Li Guoer continued to introduce:

"Daozhang Lu is the 'walker under the mountain' of this generation in Maoshan, Maoshan. There are few people in Maoshan, so Daozhang Lu can become a walking, solid young talent. He is the beloved disciple of the highly respected Master Yuan Laotian in Maoshan. The last time he came was eight years ago. On New Year's Day, I visited with Heavenly Master Yuan Lao. We were still in Longcheng at that time.

"Master Yuan has a very close personal relationship with my father and mother. When my grandfather, Emperor Gao, was in power, he invited Master Yuan to the palace to meet him..."

Ouyang Rong's heart moved slightly. This Celestial Master Yuan should be the old fortune teller that Uncle Li and Dalang often mentioned. He even met Wei Zhao, who was still the Empress of Daqian, in the palace.

"Director Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Ouyang Rong wanted to clasp his fists, but there was a bowl of porridge in his hand. It was a bit inconvenient, so he simply raised his head and drank the porridge, clasping his fists with a natural look on his face.

Lu Ya politely clasped his fists.

Li Guo'er didn't seem to notice anything was wrong with Xie Lingjiang next to him, and said:

"Brother went out today and recognized Taoist Master Lu. The Taoist Master had been waiting outside for a few days and quickly invited him in.

"Brother has already gone to inform my father and mother, and I want to call you. You came just in time, so you don't have to run away."

"I see."

Ouyang Rong nodded and glanced at his junior sister: "Indeed, it's better to come early... than to come by chance."

He suddenly turned his head and gestured to Lu Ya with the porridge bowl:

"Do you want a bowl, Taoist Master? Junior Sister, where is Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Xie Lingjiang's tone was very polite: "My father said that when you go out, you should not eat things given by others or things picked up on the ground."

"..." Ouyang Rong.

Li Guo'er also shook his head: "We don't need it..."

Before she finished speaking, the little girl with plum blossom makeup noticed Lu Ya's figure passing by her.

He walked forward without hesitation, stretched out his hand and nodded: "Okay."

Ouyang Rong smiled, turned around and went to the kitchen to make two bowls of hot porridge. When he passed by the stone table, he scooped up two spoonfuls of pickled radish and stirred them into the porridge... He walked out of the door again and handed a bowl to Lu Ya.

With a paralyzed expression on his face, Taoist Zhanjian took the bowl unceremoniously, followed Ouyang Rong's example, squatted on the steps in front of the yard, and ate with relish.

"Taoist Master, is this porridge okay?"

"Ah."

Before Li Dalang, Li Xian and others arrived, the Taoist priest and the Confucian scholar each carried a bowl of porridge, squatted on the steps, and started chatting.

"The Taoist priest bites the pickled radish. This is also a unique skill. My junior sister and I have absolutely no problem with our taste."

"Smells." Lu Ya paused and then said, "It just... smells like vegetarian food."

"Hey, you can taste this?" Ouyang Rong leaned back slightly: "But it is indeed pickled in the temple."

"Yeah." Lu Ya nodded, with a slightly embarrassed tone: "I often eat the monk's food."

"Good." Ouyang Rong smiled and praised: "Me too. These bald donkeys have a lot of good things. They are greedy when they look at them. If they don't take care of the autumn wind, their conscience will be really hard for them."

"Yes."

"Hey, let's eat. Anyway, Her Majesty the Queen paid for it for us."

"That's right."

The Confucian scholar and the Taoist priest couldn't help but look at each other, and they seemed to be close friends.

"..." Li Bao'er and Xie Lingjiang.

The two girls stared slightly, speechless as they looked at this strange and familiar combination of paintings.

Her Majesty the Queen paid?

Li Guo'er frowned, chewed for a while, and suddenly realized that he couldn't laugh or cry.

It's saying that grandma favors Buddhism, right? Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, she has received many rewards, which has enriched Buddhism.

Ouyang Rong and Lu Ya drank porridge with gusto and exchanged experiences on beating bald donkeys in the autumn wind, as if the two daughters Xie Lingjiang and Li Guoer next to them did not exist.

Xie Ling Jiang's pretty face regained its composure. She didn't even look at the unfamiliar person who was trying to steal her porridge. He passed by them and walked into the courtyard door. With a soft "bang", he closed the door and seemed to be tidying up. The dishes and chopsticks are gone.

Li Guo'er smiled and returned to the yard with her hands behind her back to change clothes.

Ouyang Rong, who was squatting on the steps without caring about his appearance, heard the door closing behind him and said calmly:

"Junior sister sometimes speaks and acts irritably. It's not intentional, she's just angry. Director Lu, don't worry about it."

Lu Yawan paused and looked at him with strange eyes: "It's not about Pindao, why should I explain anything to Pindao?"

"..." Ouyang Rong.

After being embarrassed for a while, he immediately immersed himself in finishing the porridge in the bowl, and then said goodbye to Lu Ya:

"Fellow Taoist, continue eating. I'll go in and give you a bowl."

Lu Ya took a sip of porridge, turned around and glanced at the handsome young man with fox-white fur who looked like "the housewife is showing off her embarrassment" throughout the whole process, and shook his head.

Ouyang Rong pushed the door with his palm, but it was unlocked.

He entered the courtyard and saw the junior sister clearing away the dishes, keeping a straight face the whole time.

Ouyang Rong took a look and felt that the little junior sister's prim and proper appearance and Shuanghan's face were particularly beautiful, even more beautiful than her usual silly smile and scolding.

His heart suddenly moved.

"Who asked you to come in? Father, father, didn't teach you that men and women should not be intimate with each other?"

Xie Lingjiang didn't look back and drove away people in a cold voice.

Ouyang Rong nodded, but kept approaching: "Why don't you give me a bowl? You can't bother a woman. This is called gentleman's etiquette."

"Sorry, etiquette is waived. Please put it on the ground at the door. I won't bother you."

The woman washing dishes with her eyes lowered made a strange sound:

"Ouyang Changshi is a busy man. Millions of people in the city rely on him. If he is not busy drinking health tea and discussing national affairs, why would he come here to waste time and give him a bowl? It is really a shame to the daughter of the people. Please go out quickly. Don't do it. I wasted time for the daughter of the people." ˆ ˆ ˆ "What a long history and a short history."

Ouyang Rong didn't care whether there were people outside enjoying the excitement. He walked to the kitchen door, leaned against the wooden door frame, and corrected him seriously:

"I am your senior brother. For senior brothers, the world is as big as the world, and junior sister is the biggest. Junior sister is not allowed to call me Chang Shi anymore. We are too different. People who don't know may think we are not familiar with each other, haha."

Xie Lingjiang's back was turned to him, in front of the kitchen sink, lowering his head to wash the dishes, his tone was calm:

"What senior brother? I'm sorry, I'm really not familiar with you. There are many senior brothers and sisters. My father is all over the world, but I am not a little girl. I am all over the world. I have so many cheap brothers. No one is familiar with me. A little girl can't bear the love."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Xie Lingjiang originally thought that he was being honest.

But the next second, she suddenly felt the warm wind blowing from behind, and she felt like she was falling into a furnace.

In the kitchen, a young man with fox-white fur stepped forward and hugged the slender waist of the woman washing dishes in front of the sink from behind.

"You, let me go!"

Xie Lingjiang reacted, his face turned red, and he struggled hurriedly.

"I won't let you go. I'm afraid that if I let you go, you will run away. Well, I admit that I can't bear the consequences, so I won't let you go. How about you being considerate?"

"You, you... what kind of rogue logic is this!"

She shouted anxiously, but she was obviously a seventh-grade book reader, but she couldn't get rid of the arms of a weak eighth-grade chicken.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly looked back and glared at him: "You don't like to look for me, don't you? I always look for you obediently, why are you clinging to me now? You go, I don't need you to accompany me, without you...without you My food still tastes good."

Ouyang Rong heard that her tone was a little choked, but he spoke forcefully. He shook his head: "But I don't eat well. I have been thinking about food and tea these days. I know that I can't live without you, so I won't leave."

"You...you are selfish, you are a coward, you let go."

Xie Lingjiang didn't dare to look at him. She turned around and slapped the hand on her waist vigorously.

Ouyang Rong said softly:

"Don't let go. I have thought carefully about it recently. You were extremely generous when you let Pei Shisanniang and I talk about things that day. But I didn't cherish it properly. Instead, I wasted my time. I didn't come back after talking about things, so I stayed in Yunshui Pavilion. Dealing with Dalang's affairs makes you feel uncomfortable waiting outside... I won't find any reason to quibble about this, and I won't blame Dalang. It's all my fault. I ignored your feelings. You can scold me and hit me now. But, I won’t let go, I’m afraid you’ll run away.”

Logical and well-founded, gentle but hard.

Xie Lingjiang trembled and said: "You..."

Ouyang Rong grabbed her hand, not bothering with the dirty water, and wiped it on his sleeve, then took a pack of red cloth from his sleeve and stuffed it into her palm:

"Remember this? Open it and take a look."

"Don't look, don't!"

Xie Lingjiang was about to lose his temper. Ouyang Rong quickly covered his bare hand and found that it seemed like he was just trying to scare him.

"Don't try to fool around with a smile, I didn't say stop."

She reluctantly stuffed the red cloth wrapping the luminous pearl back into Ouyang Rong's hand, and thanked Jiang for turning his face away.

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to put it away temporarily and wanted to speak again.

At this time, Dalang shouted from outside.

When everyone came together, the two had to separate temporarily and walked out of the yard.

Half an hour later, in a certain study, the Li Xian family, Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang, and the newly arrived Lu Ya gathered together and closed the door to discuss matters.

After exchanging a few words, everyone took their seats.

Li Xian asked warmly:

"Mr. Yuan is doing well recently. The last time I saw him, he was a hundred years old and still strong and strong, which is enviable."

Lu Ya didn't speak, with a paralyzed expression on his face. He took out a crumpled envelope from his arms and handed it to Li Xian.

"This is……"

Li Xian was stunned for a moment, then took the envelope, unfolded the letter, and lowered his head to browse. In the process, his eyes gradually widened:

"Mr. Yuan really passed away?"

"A month ago, on the day of Bailu solar term, Master died of illness in the side hall of Yuanfu Palace in Maoshan. He left at dusk."

Lu Ya nodded, his tone not sad:

"At that time, Pindao was walking on Huainan Road, dealing with an incident involving a seductress in the back of a wealthy family. The master was dying and didn't want to call me back. It was the masters and uncles from Longhu Mountain who were good at making decisions, and asked a person from Gezao Mountain to Senior brother sent a message nearby, calling me back to the mountain.

"When Master left, my uncles and I from Longhu Mountain were all in front of the bed. He left peacefully."

"Ended his life, or died of illness?" Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked.

Lu Ya didn't raise his eyelids: "Master was fond of fortune-telling and performed divination one hundred and eight times in his life. He revealed too many secrets, so he... passed away. Uncle Chong Xuzi was also at the bedside, doing his best."

Xie Ling Jiang was silent.

Li Dalang nodded: "A hundred years old is a sad day for the Maoshan Taoist priest who eliminates demons and protects the Tao."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Happiness and mourning are our Confucian views, and Taoism and Buddhism naturally have different views."

Li Dalang was speechless.

Li Xian was in a low mood: "I am very sorry that the old gentleman has passed away. Now I cannot go to Maoshan to pay my respects."

"Master is optimistic. He treats life and death equally. He is happy to die and live a good life. The younger generation has followed the will and is buried lightly. Your Majesty does not need to be more polite."

Lu Ya shook his head, his expression unchanged, as if he was treating life and death as normal:

"Before he died, the master calculated a hexagram... and then ordered me to follow the orders of the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion and come to Xunyang to take care of the prince and the prince."

Li Guo'er asked: "The Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain?"

Lu Ya nodded: "Well, reports of the dangerous incident that happened in the palace some time ago made Taiqing and Yuqing worried about the palace."

"I'm sorry to bother you." Li Xian whispered, still immersed in the news of the death of the old Heavenly Master, with a sad expression on his face.

Everyone chatted for a while, comforting Lu Ya and expressing his condolences. After a while, the discussion was over and they dispersed.

Xie Lingjiang was the first to go out with a calm expression. Everyone noticed that she was a little absent-minded today.

Ouyang Rong followed Xie Lingjiang out and ignored the others.

Li Dalang and Li Guoer left separately, their yards were in opposite directions.

After saying goodbye to Li Xian, Lu Ya looked at the backs of the siblings, hesitated for a moment, turned around and followed Li Guo'er.

Xie Lingjiang ignored Ouyang Rong all the way.

Ouyang Rong followed quietly.

"you are annoying?"

"It's annoying." Ouyang Rong nodded: "I feel annoyed myself. I can't be annoyed alone, let alone follow you."

"You are not allowed to follow me, and you are not allowed to annoy me."

"It's my freedom whether to follow you or not, and it's your freedom whether to be annoyed or not. The palace is not your home, so you don't have to do anything wrong if I follow you..."

Xie Lingjiang interrupted: "You were jealous just now. You thought I didn't notice it?"

"I'm jealous." Ouyang Rong admitted generously.

"Are you jealous of the Niubi Taoist priest?"

"Taoist priests can also get married."

"You...you are not ashamed. That's a Yuqing Taoist priest. Marrying a Shangqing Taoist priest is nothing. Which girl is willing to marry? Besides, who do you think I am?"

Xie Lingjiang quickened his pace and walked away in shame and anger.

"Of course you are mine."

Ouyang Rong smiled and followed her.

When he came to a deserted place and stared at her back for a while, he suddenly looked curious:

"Hey, why is the teacher here?"

Xie Lingjiang was stunned for a moment, turned around, and the next second he bumped into Ouyang Rong's arms, and their mouths "accidentally" bumped into each other - Xie Lingjiang relied on the hidden wind to gather energy so that Xie Lingjiang could not detect the approaching breath. Ouyang Rong's eyes were quick and his mouth was quick, Got together.

The beauty was suddenly stunned.

For a woman, don't care how angry she is at this time, and don't try to reason with her, just hug her and give her a kiss, and kiss her hard to wake her up!

Ouyang Rong, who was a perfect master in theory and execution, gave himself a thumbs up in his heart. He felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, like holding rose petals in his mouth. But the next second, the tip of his tongue hurt, and he suddenly woke up. There was a faint smell of blood between his lips and teeth. spread.

It's a rose with thorns.

"Hmm, you..." Ouyang Rong's eyes widened when he was bitten secretly by the beauty's sharp teeth. He subconsciously prepared to lean back and break away from his lips and teeth, but was instantly hugged by Xie Lingjiang.

I saw the beautiful woman who was panicked just a second ago and put her arms around his head. His shadow was all in her autumn eyes. Her eyes were vicious and her teeth were vicious... Xie Lingjiang turned around and bit someone without letting go, as if to It's like eating him alive.

Ouyang Rong: "Hmm... ugh???"

(End of this chapter)