"Students" Conspiracy

The next day.

It was late at night in Baili Fengjian, and it was already noon when he got up after changing clothes.At a glance, there is already a thin layer of fluffy snow on the hillside.

The snow started to fall last night, and it has been unhurried, fine and dense, like cool rain, and the sky is not gloomy, with gray silver light, kind of gentle and tender.

He lazily wore a toga and walked through the corridor of Yun Tan's apse. When he passed by Jing Che's room, she just walked out the door.

The color in front of my eyes suddenly jumped, and it hit the bottom of my heart.

She was wearing a red dress, with white plum blossoms spread from the cuffs to the bottom of the skirt, and the waist was wrapped in a wide belt, which vividly outlined her beautiful body.In the past two years, her stature has been drawn up like bamboo joints, and her figure is not thin, but there is always a kind of imaginative beauty, with bumps and convexities, and every inch is exquisite.

The plain face contains rhyme, and the red clothes are coquettish.

Xiaoxue threw herself on her head-on, raising her eyebrows and blinking, revealing a beauty that was no longer under his control.

It was obvious that he had seen too many beauties in the world, but he seemed to suffer from amnesia in an instant, and three thousand drowned in water, and he couldn't think of anyone who could be more vivid and magnificent than the person in front of him.Stunning appearance, nothing more than that.

The flirtatiousness in his nature could not be erased, he evoked a scrutinizing smile, half-looked at his eyes, the pupils were reflected in the charming and vivid face, there was a cinnabar tear mole at the corner of his eye, like a scratching Sha, but it was a bit ingenious and flamboyant: " This red dress looks pretty."

Jing Che was already ready. He was nonchalantly commenting on her new clothes again, but he didn't expect it to be a rare compliment this time.

It has become a habit to argue with him. Even though he was happy in his heart at this moment, he still raised his eyes with disdain, proud as before: "Who says I don't want to buy new clothes because I'm ugly and fat? You say I look good in red, so what?" I won't wear them anymore."

He closed the door with a "bang" and shut Baili Fengjian out. When he came out again, he changed back into his usual plain student clothes.

He was slightly helpless, but just smiled indifferently, and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

Jing Che grinned at him showing off, "Senior brother Xiu made me chestnut cakes, I think you can't do it."

Baili Fengjian muttered something in his heart, it was Brother Xiu again, he was even closer than his master, but on his face he just acted nonchalantly: "Go early and return early."

Jing Che couldn't wait to go to the main peak, and happened to pass by a disciple who hurried up Yuntan Peak to look for Baili Fengjian.

She hadn't gone too far, and she didn't pay attention when she heard the man say secret letters and Yizhao Town, which were all inexplicable things.

When he arrived at the small kitchen on the main peak, Yexiu was unequivocal. After working all morning, he didn't know where he got the chestnuts and made decent pastries.

Jing Che enjoyed it so much that he even bought the rest back at the end.Yexiu sent her out of the disciple's room, and let her go back to Yuntan Peak by herself because she needed to clean up in time.

The sky on a snowy day always darkens very quickly, and at this moment it has already been covered with a thin layer of black.She was not in a hurry to go back with Yu Jian, and took a few steps by herself, the steps were so brisk that she almost floated up.The taste of the chestnut cake still lingers in the mouth, which is really wonderful.

"Oh, come to the main peak again, who are you seducing?"

Jing Che's expression darkened, and it was indeed Gong Lin again.Why every time I come to the main peak, I will see her annoying face and spoil my mood.

"Don't be polite, don't call me uncle, don't look respectful, Gong Lin, you really give face to the disciples of the main peak."

The expression on Gong Lin's frosty face was not good-looking. She was once forced to bow down to Jing Che in front of everyone, and she always remembered this humiliation.Every time Jing Che used her seniority to pressure her, she would gnash her teeth in hatred: "Master, are you worthy too?"

"Whether I'm worthy or not, it doesn't seem like you have the final say, right?" The tone was arrogant.

"Lack of learning and skill, I think Juggernaut has lost all face by you."

"I need you to teach me what to learn? Are you a sword master?"

"Jing Che, it's nothing new for you to talk about sword masters all the time," Gong Lin said with a mocking smile, "If you have the ability, let's have a martial arts competition."

Sneered: "Contest? I'm afraid you won't succeed."

"Okay, three days later at midnight, we will meet in Xiyanpo Forbidden Area. Winning or losing depends on strength. If anyone who loses is not convinced and secretly speaks out, he will take the initiative to get out of Jiahuang Mountain."

Jiahuang Mountain strictly forbids disciples to secretly engage in battle, if found out, the punishment will be extremely severe.However, most of the parties can hide it if they don't tell it.

"Naturally, I do what I do and sit upright, unlike some people who like to do things like finding someone to make a scapegoat."

Gong Lin paused with an ugly expression, and then said: "Don't be arrogant, let's talk about it first, if you lose—"

She smiled contemptuously and confidently said: "Then find an auspicious day when there are many people, and kowtow three times to the winner."

He is really a penny-pinching person, and he still thinks about the time he was forced to kowtow to her years ago.Jing Che didn't bother to answer, he acquiesced, Yu Jian went back without looking back.

Usually at this hour, Baili Fengjian would stay in the main hall, or read a book, or sip a few sips of wine, but he was not here today, and Jing Che couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.

After turning over the whole Yuntan Palace, the wind and snow outside seemed to be getting heavier, so she took an umbrella and ran to the back mountain.

In the Drunkard Pavilion on the back mountain, there was indeed a man lazily leaning on the railing.I poured the cup into the pot, but only a few drops of residual wine flowed out.As soon as he let go, the wine jug fell to the ground, and the sound of ceramics breaking suddenly rang out in the silent back mountain.

Jing Che was taken aback, he hadn't seen Master so drunk for a long time.

She stopped his hand that was about to grab the jug, and called out crisply: "Master!"

There are black mountains and white waters in the distance, and the sky is half open above the head.Baili Fengjian half-closed his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes flickered with only a little sobriety, as if he was about to be surrounded by drunkenness.

Finally recognizing the person who came, he smiled slantingly: "It's Ah Che."

"Master, you're drunk again." Jing Che frowned dissatisfied, but he didn't protest as violently as before.

"Not drunk." He casually patted the empty seat beside him, motioning for Jing Che to sit down.

"Teach me swordsmanship if you're not drunk." Sitting down, she ignored his drunken appearance and gave orders with a bit of her habit.

"What's the matter?" He raised his eyebrows, and Jing Che's side face was reflected in a pair of drunken eyes. The background was a black curtain mixed with three thousand fluttering and broken snowflakes, "So studious?"

"Isn't it good to be eager to learn?" Jing Che squinted his eyes impatiently, but before he could clearly see his movements, a ray of mysterious light swept out of the pavilion, and even the Longyuan White Sword that was left on the side disappeared.

Leaving behind a loud smile, he acted and sang by himself, acting like no one else, resounding through the wind and snow: "Drinking hundreds of cups of fine wine, dancing drunkenly and pointing at the void—"

Looking out, under the gazebo, the snowflakes were lingering, the long wind stirred his robes, and the air was filled with a hazy smell of alcohol.He danced the sword in a flowing manner, without any rules to follow, but completely natural.

The distant and lonely Mo Tower stood majestically behind him, and thousands of years of time flowed freely on the tip of his sword.The sword energy passed over the wind chimes on the ink pagoda and made a pleasant sound, which resounded in the wind and dust.He has black hair in a black robe, and he is far away and free while holding a sword, just like a desolate god in ancient times who is still unruly.

She walked down the pavilion, but his sword energy was domineering but didn't hurt her at all.

The sword slid a perfect half-arc and punched a dark hole in the snow.Baili Fengjian stopped and looked at her half-smiling and half-seriously: "Ache, after learning this set of sword skills, you can go out and save the world."

Jing Che couldn't laugh or cry.This set of swordsmanship was completely created by him when he was too drunk to wake up. Whether he can remember it after waking up is a problem, let alone use it to save the world.

It's just that he suddenly mentioned saving the world, which surprised her a little.His free and unrestrained old man was provoked by something today, and he even took the initiative to bring up this matter.This topic was already a taboo between master and apprentice, because she had argued too many times, and she couldn't shake him, instead she was assimilated by him in her comfortable life, so she had no choice but to let it go.

"I don't want to learn this, can you teach me something reliable?"

I also want to compete with Gong Lin.But the second half of the words were stuck in her throat - naturally she would not tell him honestly.

He raised his eyebrows lazily, his footsteps were swaying, and he leaned over slightly to stare at her with a half smile.

"This sword technique is something others can only dream of, why don't you learn it?"

She blushed inexplicably, but luckily she couldn't see clearly in the dark.Wei Wei took a step back unnaturally, and said dismissively with a stubborn mouth: "What do you want, you are just relying on the sword dance to deceive the ignorant girl's Chunxin."

"Isn't Ah Che an ignorant girl?" He squinted his eyes unclearly, "Then tell me, Master is handsome or not."

"Narcissism has become a disease." Jing Che gave him a sideways look with impatience and disgust.

He laughed, deliberately pulled her long hair, and pulled it back as punishment.

She just raised her head to meet his handsome face, and she became angry from embarrassment. While pulling her hair back from his hand, she said angrily, "Master, why are you so drunk!"

Between pushing and shoving, he was unstable, his feet slipped, and both of them fell to the ground.

He was lying on his back in the snow, still sternly and refusing to let go, grabbing her long hair, asking her over and over again: "Quickly tell me, is Master handsome, handsome..."

"Handsome, handsome..." She refused to give in, pulled her hair back bitterly, dusted off the snow and stood up.

Annoyed as he was about to leave, he took a few steps away and looked back worriedly.The corners of his mouth were still slanted, and he murmured: "Ah Che, is Master handsome..."

But the voice was low, vaguely kneaded in the throat, like a river that doesn't flow.The last glimpse of the night sky was dark and quiet, with white snowflakes slanting down and rushing towards my face.

He turned back and touched his body with his toes: "Oh, master, go back to sleep."

There was no movement, just fell asleep without warning.

Jing Che was angry and funny, squatted down, and pulled his face: "Master, if you sleep again, I won't care about you—"

Fingers accidentally touched the stubble on his chin, which was soft and hard, fluffy and green.After a pause, he hastily retreated as if he had touched a minefield.