Chapter 102 Master’s New Year Ceremony
There were many copper bells decorated with red ribbons hanging on the maple tree. When the wind blew, the ribbons fluttered and the bells rang crisply. When she and her senior brother were tired from practicing martial arts when they were young, they always liked to sit with their backs against the tree trunk, listening to the bells and chatting.
So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and everything has changed.
She walked under the tree and raised her hand, touching a small copper bell. The words on the red cloth tied underneath were only slightly blurred after years of wind and rain. The words were made of special material and were not easy to fade.
[Junior brother is very stupid and can never learn Qimen Bagua.]
Jun Lin looked at it and laughed out loud.
At that time, they had just started learning from the master, and they were all little kids. Although she had a modern mind, this stuff really depends on talent. Gongqing learned very quickly as if he had turned on a cheat code, but she made slow progress for many days.
Then the small, soft-bodied official wrote it down mercilessly and with disdain, and had his master hang it up.
When they were young, the two of them always competed with each other, and now it's even more so, to the point where they are like old enemies.
His fingertips picked up another one casually, and the handwriting was sharp and wild.
[Brother, are you stupid? Why is there no fish in the braised fish?]
She couldn't help but burst out laughing again.
It was the first time that Gongqing learned to cook. The first dish he cooked was braised fish, but he fried the fish into charcoal. Little Naitian threw the fish away with an expressionless face and only served soup.
Junlin, who had been a vegetarian for a long time and was looking forward to eating meat, felt dizzy.
She also angrily wrote down to let the master hang up.
Time seemed to slow down a lot, and she was alone under the maple tree, quietly recalling the past.
[I wore my shoes the wrong way today and got scolded by Xiaolin. ]
[It was raining today and I forgot to bring an umbrella, so Xiaoqing scolded me. ]
[Xiao Lin seemed to be angry with me because he didn’t let me hold him in my arms and look at the stars today.]
[Xiaoqing is so smart, you have surpassed me in Qimen Bagua]
She patted her cheeks, which were smiling a little stiffly, and continued to walk forward.
The wind blows, the bells ring, ding-ding-ding.
Guigu is actually quite large. It has a back mountain, various medicinal gardens, flower gardens, and gurgling streams. It looks like a paradise.
She walked slowly toward the courtyard where her master lived. The small wooden house inside was beautifully and delicately carved.
“Squeak—”
The door was opened, but there was no one inside.
Is it in the back mountain?
Thinking about this, Jun Lin had already walked towards the back mountain.
The sunset glow on the horizon is beautiful, as if painted with red and orange paint, reflecting the half-set sun. Occasionally a few birds fly by, making it quiet and peaceful.
There is a flower forest on the back hill. In this season, it is full of small white flowers. When the wind blows, the flowers fall from the trees, giving off a smell of "the crabapple blossoms before the rain, but the pear blossoms before the snow".
Floating in the air, it feels like being in the human world with a head covered in snow.
Jun Lin stood under a tree and stretched out her hand. A pure white petal fell into her palm.
In addition to the fragrance of flowers, there was also a faint, crisp scent like pine snow in the wind. An arm hung down from the tree, and the slender fingertips pinned a small white flower on her temple.
"How did you know I was here?"
The voice was soft, with a hint of drowsiness, tapping lightly on Jun Lin's ears, causing her eyes to soften involuntarily.
"You only go to these few places, and I searched them one by one and ended up here."
Hearing this, the other person laughed, and his white fingertips tidied up her hair that was messed up by the wind. As their skin touched, the man's gentle voice came again: "With your personality, how come you are still so straightforward?"
He joked: "Can't you just pretend to understand me and tell me you found this place so quickly?"
Jun Lin relaxed his brows and said helplessly, "Master, are you still a child?"
On top of the flower tree, someone was lying there lazily, his head resting on one arm, and the other arm hanging down from the branches to stroke Jun Lin's cool face.
Her half-tied and half-untied silver hair looked like satin woven by moonlight, her skin was porcelain white, and her face had soft contours. Her pair of ice-blue pupils looked like gems tempered in the sea.
His hair and bangs were slightly curled, and with his clear eyes, he looked a bit like a soft, dull and confused sheep.
The robe he wore was mainly white with blue collar. It seemed as if his entire body consisted of only these two colors, even his long eyelashes were snow-white and his headband was blue.
Hiding among these flowers and trees is like being a fairy among flowers.
The flowers fluttered in the wind like a heavy snow. He sat on the tree with half-closed eyes, looking at her gently and tenderly.
There is nothing worldly about him.
Jun Lin clasped his hands in his sleeves in front of him, and looked up at him, his bright features showing a calm expression: "Master, I came back this time to ask for a favor."
Her master, Wen Suili, the master of Guigu, smiled very softly and said, "I know, so I am waiting for you here."
Jun Lin is no exception. In her eyes, her master is a fortune teller who can even see into the secrets of heaven. How could he not know that he would come back?
He jumped down from the tree, his wide sleeves swaying like wings, and he looked elegant among the flowers.
"Let's go back to the courtyard and talk first."
Jun Lin walked side by side with him and asked: "Master, have you been here alone all these years?"
"Xiaoqing came back once four years ago and stayed with me for half a minute."
Jun Lin: “…”
Half a minute.
As expected, you are my senior brother.
Her sharp intuition made her ask suspiciously, "Are you coming back to report me?"
Wen Suili pursed her lips and smiled: "That's right."
Jun Lin: “…”
Based on her understanding of the nobles, she could now imagine the smiling tiger grinning and devaluing himself.
She had a blank expression on her face: "What did Senior Brother say about me again?"
Wen Suili sighed: "With Xiaoqing's personality, you can still call him senior brother out of courtesy. Xiaolin is still a good boy like when he was a child."
Jun Lin's eyelids twitched. She had been receiving so many Good Guy Cards recently that she almost doubted whether she was really a good person.
"It wasn't long after you were controlled by the insects. Xiaoqing came back and told me..."
[The Lord of the Cross? The Lord of the Great Scene? You were even tricked by this little trick of a scoundrel, so you have lost the qualification to compete with me. 】
[If she never wakes up, I will never acknowledge her. My junior brother Jun Lin is not as cowardly as Emperor Jing.]
His tone was gentle, and the curve of his lips did not change at all from beginning to end. After he finished speaking, he left leisurely, without looking for her, and never returning to Guigu.
Jun Lin was silent for a moment, then said, "It was my negligence that disappointed him."
Wen Suili withdrew his gaze from her, and there was a hint of laughter in his voice: "But now that you're back, he's going to have a headache again."
Gongqing had high expectations of Junlin. There were many experts in the world, but he only recognized her.
They grew up together, always striving to be the best in everything. In each other's hearts, they both believed that the other could only be defeated by themselves, that the other was irreplaceable, unique, and so precious.
So when he saw Jun Lin was the first to be hit, he was the most angry. The more he cared about her, the more disappointed he was. After that, he no longer paid attention to her news until they passed each other on the street that time, and he knew that his junior brother had returned.
His opponent is back.
This is the person who is qualified to fight him.
That's the one who made him look at her differently.
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Off topic:
"Yimai knows that spring has arrived early, and the flying radishes are a sign of the New Year."
Named "Sui Li."
Let’s give the master a new surname, let’s call him Wen Suili!