He leaned against the railing and looked in the direction Gu Xingyun had been looking, feeling somewhat helpless.

"I'm sorry, he didn't mean any harm, he was just excited to see Sect Master Yan."

Gu Xingyun handed him the prepared bag and said, "It's okay. I brought Master here just to cheer him up. This is the evening primrose you asked for. Jingming went to pick it. He said the weather has been unusual lately, so this is all he has for now. If it's not enough, we'll have to wait another two months for the next batch."

Murong Xuanlang untied the bag and took a look: "That's enough. I still have some left. With these, I can just make one pill. Thank you."

"Don't be so polite." Gu Xingyun shook the paper in his hand: "I will copy a copy and take it back for Master to study. I won't pass it on to anyone else."

Murong Xuanlang waved his hand nonchalantly: "No need, this is what I copied for you, just take it. Even if it gets out, others may not be able to do it. I didn't expect that Sect Master Yan also likes these. Does he like to drink?"

"He doesn't like to drink, and he can't hold his liquor well. He just enjoys research."

When mentioning Yan Huailiu, Gu Xingyun's smile became much gentler. He put the wine-making recipe in his arms, and his tone became a little more helpless.

"No matter what I cook, the taste is weird, and I always like to do it myself."

Murong Xuanlang leaned on the railing, looking at the people surrounded in the distance, and laughed and teased: "That must be someone's willing cooperation. No matter how unpalatable the food is, they can praise it so much. Otherwise, Sect Master Yan would have given up long ago."

Gu Xingyun smiled but said nothing.

"Oh, right." Murong Xuanlang stood up straight and took out a bag from his arms and handed it over: "Father said this is for you... dividends? Are you guys collaborating on any business?"

Gu Xingyun took it calmly and gave him a look: "It's better if you don't know."

Murong Xuanlang covered his ears with his hands: "Don't say anymore, I don't want to listen anymore."

As for his father's way of making money, he really didn't want to know more.

"If you don't go over now, it's probably going to backfire. My father has no sense of propriety when he gets angry. The elders are out, so no one can control him."

Murong Xuanlang pointed at the person dancing in the distance and gave a kind reminder.

Gu Xingyun flew over directly on the sword.

Murong Xuanlang lay leisurely on the railing, watching his fellow apprentices suddenly disperse, as well as his father who seemed to be frozen in place, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "It's quite interesting."

The two walked away hand in hand. Before leaving, someone waved in their direction. Murong Xuanlang raised his hand and waved twice in response, then stretched lazily: "Okay, time to go practice."

In front of the Xuanyue Palace, Yan Huailiu complained quietly: "My ears are almost broken. If you come a little later, Palace Master Murong will dance for me."

Gu Xingyun rubbed his ears for him: "I thought he was showing his master the unique skills of their Xuanyue Palace."

"What unique skill? The unique skill of Xuanyue Palace is storytelling." After Yan Huailiu said this, he couldn't help laughing out loud: "That's ridiculous."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Gu Xingyun felt relieved.

"Master, do you want to go to Zifangzhai? I heard they have released some new dim sum that tastes very special."

Yan Huailiu turned his head to look at him: "Are you stupid? They don't want to do business with me. Humph, they are all stingy. It's not like I eat without paying, and they put my portrait at their door..."

Gu Xingyun took out two masks: "This way you won't be able to recognize me."

Yan Huailiu has never been able to resist the temptation of snacks, so he decisively followed his apprentice's footsteps.

I had never expected that as soon as I entered Zifangzhai, I heard a loud warning from above my head: "Be alert! Be alert! Yan Huailiu is here again!"

Facing the group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him and the doors and windows that were closed in a hurry, Yan Huailiu:?

What do you mean again?!

The last time he came here was ten years ago, okay?

How did they recognize him?! Do these people just study him when they don't do anything else?

"Ahem, Master, draw." Gu Xingyun seemed a little embarrassed.

Yan Huailiu turned his head and almost fainted. The person in the painting that said "No Entry" was dressed exactly like he was now, except that he was missing a mask.

Does this painting get updated at any time?

The people at Zifangzhai also studied how many sets of clothes he had?

The leader held up the bamboo basket, his voice a little weak: "Yan Huai... Sect Master Yan, our manager said that people from the Yuxu Sect are not allowed to enter..."

Don't be so targeted!

He had to try the new snacks today.

Yan Huailiu took off his mask and looked around with an extremely resentful look. The group of people who were originally aggressive lowered their heads in an instant and did not dare to look at him.

He tugged at Gu Xingyun's clothes and said coquettishly in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear: "They are too bullying."

Gu Xingyun walked through the crowd without saying a word and pushed the door open.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Guangming Zhengzheng swept away all the freshly baked snacks, put down a few spirit stones, and walked out carrying a pile of boxes.

"I've paid, Master. Do you want to eat now or go back and eat?"

Yan Huailiu took out a piece in a very childish manner and waved it in front of people, his provocative meaning was extremely obvious.

The leader was about to cry: "Grab it, grab it back, otherwise when the boss comes back, he will scold us to death, what are you standing there for, grab it!"

"You talk as if you can catch up." Yan Huailiu threw Wen Yue and called to the apprentice beside him, "Run!"

After all the fuss, my mood completely improved.

Gu Xingyun followed him and asked, "Master, are we going home or playing outside?"

"Of course we're going back. There are so many snacks, let's share them with everyone."

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