Xuanmen demon repair

It was bright the next day, and the girl woke up dazedly in the dazzling sunlight. 26nbsp;

On the sunny side of the wooden house, a narrow door has been opened, and a few wooden boards with one end stained with mud are lying in a mess not far from the door.

The girl rubbed her eyes and walked out of the hut, only to see embers curling from the bonfire last night, but the weirdo and the little beast had long since disappeared...

Although the girl was careful enough, after four days, the dress on her body was still a bit tattered.Fortunately, the top of Fuyun Mountain is right in front of you. The two giant peaks facing each other soar into the sky, shrouded in clouds and mist, and there are even colorful rays of light flickering faintly.

The girl showed excitement, and if she tried harder to climb to the top of the mountain, she would have entered the gate of the fairy house with half a foot!

An inexplicable force suddenly surged out of her tired body, and the girl climbed a little faster, not even noticing that the emerald green dress was being torn by mountains, stones, water chestnuts, branches and shrubs.

There were still three hundred steps away from the top of the mountain, and a clumsy sound of the piano came to her ears. The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then ignored it. She never thought that she was the only lucky one who could reach the top of the mountain.

After climbing more than a hundred steps, the girl clearly heard the intermittent human voice, and the excited expression on her face became more intense...

"Well, you are an apprentice! You even threw off this girl halfway, I'm not done with you today!"

The girl climbed to the top of the mountain, and saw the strange man in black cloak sitting alone outside the crowd at a glance. Full of resentment, she rushed to the strange man without thinking, pointed at the strange man's nose and cursed!

The weirdo 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 tattered dress with different expressions, and the strange clay-carved wooden figure beside the girl.

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

The girl became angry from embarrassment, put her hands on her hips, and looked at everyone fiercely.

Everyone burst into laughter!Such a savage and aggressive woman is unlikely to be taken advantage of by that boy in black cloak who is known to be withdrawn and weird at first glance.Even if something really happened, with a young girl's temper, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as just pointing at the weirdo's nose and yelling.Besides, although the girl was full of anger when she scolded the strange man, she couldn't hide the faint intimacy towards the strange man after all.

"Hmph! Shameless!"

A contemptuous rebuke was mixed in with the laughter, although it disappeared in a flash, it still did not escape the girl's ears.

"Who's gossiping! Is it wrong for this girl to teach Deng disciples a lesson! Stand up for this girl if you have the ability!"

The girl was really furious this time, her beautiful eyes were blazing with anger, her murderous eyes wandered around the crowd and shot.

coax--

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

"Unkempt, disheveled, poorly clothed, well-educated, so immoral..."

"So it's you old man!" This time, the girl easily found the Confucian scholar with a cold old face in the crowd, "My girl is unkempt, old man, how are you doing? I'm not well-groomed, so I'm sorry Tell me I am a weak woman! Open your dim old eyes and see, how many people here have intact clothes after climbing the mountain for half a month? Oops! I almost forgot, since I have dim eyes, how can I see other people clearly? Are the clothes torn or not? But why did he see clearly when the little girl came up? This old man is probably old and not shy, and his eyes are fixed on the beautiful girl! Don’t you think so?”

coax--

"you……"

The laughter that was a hundred times louder than before broke out suddenly, drowning out the old Confucian's angry voice.

The girl grinned, rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, and made an exaggerated grimace towards the old Confucian scholar who pointed at her with two trembling fingers!

"Sister scolded well! I have long thought this old sauerkraut is not pleasing to the eye!"

"Girl, you have been stared at by that sour scholar a few times, do you want me, Lao Guo, to beat him up to vent your anger?"

Among the crowd were two strong men who looked like iron towers, occupying a large piece of grass. They laughed and talked to the girl at the same time.

"Thank you two big brothers! There's no need to beat him up! The old man is so skinny, I'm afraid if big brother slaps him, half his life will be gone!"

"You! You... really are 'only women and villains are difficult to raise'!"

The old Confucian was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he pointed at the girl and the two big men with trembling fingers, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, which caused another burst of laughter.

Seeing the pitiful look of the old Confucian scholar, the girl's eyes flashed with impatience, she pouted and snorted, then turned her head away.

The two big men stared at each other!

"Why, the old guy is still not convinced? Who is raised by your family?"

"How many tricks are you going to do with the two of you?"

The strong man who called himself Lao Guo had a very bad temper. He rolled up his sleeves and walked straight towards the old Confucian scholar.

The old Confucian scholar's complexion instantly became ugly!

"This strong man stays!"

The clear voice overwhelmed the laughter of hundreds of people, and the big man surnamed Guo walked back to his place angrily.

"Don't be angry, old man. When we have the opportunity to climb to the top of Fuyun Mountain, why bother to get entangled in trivial matters?"

The speaker was not very old, but he seemed to be quite prestigious. The expression of the old Confucian scholar changed, and finally he sighed and closed his eyes in silence.

The girl turned her head and saw that it was a [-]-year-old scribe in an old blue shirt.

The scribe held a pen in his right hand, swishing a pen like rain, writing and drawing on the purple-gold-rimmed white paper spread across the boulder in front of him, with a focused and calm expression, as if it wasn't him who spoke just now.

Beside the scribe, there are two stunning beauties.

One of them was wearing a pink dress, with a jasper flute inserted obliquely in the belt, holding a piece of jet-black carved ink in her slender white hand, and was grinding it finely in the inkstone on the rock.

The other was a plain-looking woman in a water-blue dress.The woman was sitting on a piece of bluestone, lightly pressing the strings of the guqin in front of her with both hands, there was a hint of unresolved sadness between her brows, and her beautiful eyes frequently fell on the scribes who were splashing ink, and the affection was for young people like girls , can see clearly.

"It turned out that my sister was playing the piano! I was so tired just now, when I heard the sound of my sister's piano, I didn't know what happened, but I suddenly became very energetic and climbed up in one breath!"

The girl walked up to the woman in blue, squatted down curiously, stretched out her hand and carefully touched the dark and smooth surface of the guqin.

The woman in blue obviously didn't notice the girl's approach, and in shock, two blushes suddenly appeared on her face.

"My sister was joking, even if there is no sound of the piano, you will eventually be able to climb to the top of Fuyun Mountain..." The woman paused, her eyes flicked over the girl's tattered emerald dress, a trace of pity appeared on her pretty face, and she smiled slightly. Lifting, said softly to the woman in pink, "Yu'er, take a set of my clothes and give this sister a change."

"Okay, miss!"

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

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

"What's my sister talking about? There are so many people here, it's really inconvenient for my daughter's house to be like this."

"Oh……"

The girl blushed slightly, twisted her body uncomfortably, and obediently agreed, the admiration on her face made the woman in blue look more compassionate, and she couldn't help but reached out and stroked the girl's messy hair.

"elder sister……"

The girl let out a soft cry, and misty water vapor appeared in her nimble eyes.

"Why do girls do this? It makes me uncomfortable to look at them! The girls are all about to become gods, and they still care about a mere piece of clothing?"

The big man surnamed Guo waved his hands irritably and said in a rough voice.

"Sister, what do you think of this one? I specially picked a set with a similar color."

The woman in pink rolled her eyes at the man surnamed Guo, held a set of neatly folded green clothes, and handed them to the girl with her head hanging down.

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

The girl wiped her eyes indiscriminately with her hand, and two faint mud marks ran across her fair cheeks.

"It's just something outside of the body, how can I say 'thank you' to my sister?" The woman in blue smiled and took out her handkerchief, and while wiping the girl, she asked softly, "What's my sister's name?"

"My name is 'Shaoyao'!" The girl sniffed, "Grandpa said he picked me up under a peony flower, so he named me this... It's a pity that the old man left early, so I became a 'you Teach a wild child without support!"

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

The old Confucian scholar had already returned to normal, when the eating girl stared at him, his face suddenly became ashamed, but he couldn't bring himself to apologize to the younger generation, so he hummed secretly and turned his head away.

"Humph!"

There was another cold snort, and the big man surnamed Guo stared at the old Confucian scholar with an unkind expression.

"Miserable sister... But as the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty, so my sister shouldn't argue with the old man, how about it?"

"I listen to my sister!"

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

"Okay! Sister Shaoyao and the servant girl are here."

The woman in pink smiled lightly, took the clothes and left.

The girl who called herself Shaoyao let out an "oh" and followed obediently.

"Sister Yu'er, what's your name? Could it be 'Yu'er'?"

"Of course not. My full name is 'Yu Xiao', and Miss has always called me 'Yu'er'! Miss plays the piano very well, so the name is 'Yaoqin'! Miss and I..."

In the soft voice, the two women gradually went away, the top of the mountain became quiet for a while, and then the noise resumed after a while, more than a hundred people whispered to each other, talking about the matter between the old Confucian scholar and the young girl Shao Yao.Although there were quite a few scholars in the crowd, most of them only pointed at the old Confucian scholars, making the old man blush with embarrassment!

"It's done!"

Just when the old Confucian scholar couldn't get down to the stage, the scholar in old clothes beside Lan and the woman suddenly threw a pen and shouted.

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

"Standing on the top of Qingfeng and Lingyun, from now on, you can be immortal! Good words! Good paintings!"

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

"I have seen Shang Xian!"

No one knew when the gray-shirted man appeared, but almost at the same time, everyone on the top of the mountain stood up and saluted one after another. Everyone looked respectful and could not conceal their admiration.

Such a shocking way of appearing on the stage, naturally only the gods who have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth can do it.But the "Shangxian" in front of me is too different from everyone's imagination.This person is slightly fat, with two short mustaches on his lips, a kind smile on his face, and a folding fan in his right hand.

"In the second half of the second month, I will take over the emissary for this "Climbing the Immortal Gate". However, if you have a little success in refining Qi, you must not be called the "Shangxian".

"Uncle Yueban?"

The young girl Shao Yao rushed out of the woods in a hurry, and looked at the middle-aged man in gray with excitement.

"Isn't that 'Uncle Fat'?"

"..."

Everyone's expressions froze in unison, and they quickly lowered their heads, or their faces were flushed, and they wanted to laugh but dared not;