Faith is supreme

Chapter 18

Coincidentally, Liu Yin was about to go back to his room first, but saw Mo Yan on the way.It is said that the small road leads to a quiet place. Mo Yan was dressed in black and stood on the cobbled road with his hands behind his back. On both sides of the small road are high and low trees, among which camphor trees stand in rows.

With a thought in his mind, Liu Yin walked softly behind Mo Yan.

"You still know how to come back." In the end, when he came to speak, Mo Yan lowered his voice, but still had an incomparably majestic voice.

Liu Yin blinked and moved to Mo Yan's side: "Why doesn't Ah Yin come back?" Then he smiled and looked in the direction Mo Yan was looking at.In front of Mo Yan is a clump of shrubs and short trees, just enough to block the figure behind the tree, without blocking the view from behind the tree to the largest lawn in front of the Greedy Hall.On weekdays, they all love to come here to compete in martial arts and practice swords.Liuyin also came several times.It's just that these brothers and sisters probably don't know about it, and their master doesn't pay attention to it whenever he has free time, so let's go to the back of the tree to watch their practice.

Liu Yin knew it in his heart, but he still asked knowingly: "What is Master looking at? Are you watching the younger brothers and younger sisters practicing spells?"

Mo Yan turned around and left, "Hmph, as a senior brother, it's better to be as good as the younger brothers and sisters, and your swordsmanship has been practiced to a certain degree. Don't think that you don't need to improve your cultivation base if you don't participate in the Fairy Sword Conference. If you neglect your practice, you will know." be lazy."

Mo Yan never mentioned that Liu Yin stayed in Jueqing Hall every day, but the inside and outside sentence didn't mean that he was too close to Hua Qiangu.It's just that I don't know what was in my mind, but I didn't say it directly, and told Liu Yin not to go to the Palace of Unrequited Love again, and stay away from Hua Qiangu.

Liu Yin hurriedly followed Mo Yan, and said: "Yes, A Yin is slack, A Yin knows his mistake. Master, let A Yin go this time, okay?" Liu Yin understands what should be heard .Smiling and following behind Mo Yan, he still has the demeanor of a big brother just now, the flowing Fengshen.

Hearing that his apprentice admitted his mistake so quickly, Mo Yan couldn't help but stop and turned to look at him.Liu Yin was puzzled to see Mo Yan stop, and also stood still, slightly raised his head to look at Mo Yan.

When the breeze blows, a few yellowish camphor leaves fall tremblingly from the branches, spinning leisurely in the air, the air is filled with the refreshing and pleasant smell of camphor tree, the natural and elegant fragrance, the lasting fragrance is refreshing.It makes people breathe comfortably, and the mind is clear and peaceful.

Two people stood facing each other under the tree, the one dressed in black was as thick as ink, majestic as a god.A list of white clothes is as light as a light brush, as gentle as jade.This scene is really suitable for shades, and the years are quiet and beautiful.

Liuyin couldn't help but breathe lightly, looking up at the dignified man in black.There was a deep gentleness in his ear: "You have grown up, and you know what you want and what you want to do. As a master, you really shouldn't control you too much. It's not that you can't go to the Palace of Unrequited Love, any one in Changliu Mountain Anywhere, as long as I can go, you can go too. But, that Hua Qiangu has a terrible life, with evil spirits, and a curse for thousands of years. Getting too close to her is not a good thing for you."

Liuyin's heart was sour, he knew that Moyan's dislike of Hua Qiangu was never anything else, but he was afraid that her fate would implicate Bai Zihua, Liuyin, and Changliu Mountain, these things he took to heart and paid for.It's just that he never thought that one day his most respected and beloved master, who can only look up to his master forever, who has always done things without reason, and the people under him only need to obey his orders, would be willing to speak so earnestly Explain to him, and say to him, "Anywhere in Changliu Mountain, as long as I can go, you can too.".So kind!

Liu Yin clenched the bamboo basket in his hand, tried hard to hold back the agitation in his heart, raised his lips, raised the bamboo basket in his hand with a smile, and lifted the blue cotton handkerchief on it: "Look, World Honored One, are these flowers blooming well?" good?"

Mo Yan frowned, not knowing why.

Liu Yin held up a handful of peach blossoms, and the white hands reflected in the bright colors showed in front of Mo Yan: "If A Yin said that he wanted to use these to make tea for the World Honored One, would the World Honored One like it?"

The world was silent for a moment, Mo Yan didn't speak, just looked at the peach blossoms trembling in the wind.Liu Yin couldn't resist Mo Yan's gaze, lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, blocking his restless emotions.

There was a scene, the hair was flying in the face, and the sleeves of the white and black clothes were fluttering.Peach Blossom finally couldn't stand the blowing of the wind, and dropped her palm.

Mo Yan moved.He caught one of the falling peach blossoms, and Liu Yin withdrew his palm just at this time, couldn't help but look up at Mo Yan, but was blocked by the wide sleeves of black brocade embroidered with dark dragon patterns.Then there was a big hand moving on the head.

"I think this flower is not as good as you for making tea." Mo Yan withdrew his hand, said something that he didn't know what it meant, and Shi Shi ran away.

Liu Yin froze on the spot, stretched out his hand to touch his hair blankly, and then touched the hairpin that Mo Yan gave him - a peach blossom.Liuyin silently looked at the delicate flowers in her hand.His expression twisted for a moment.

He is a man!What does a peach blossom and its accessories mean? Hey!I really wanted to throw it away, but it was a gift from Master!I can't bear to throw it away!what to do?

Liuyin struggled, and finally put Taohua into her sleeve with a sullen face.Master gave it, even if it is □□, you have to drink it with a smile, let alone a small peach blossom!

Mo Yan walked for a long time, but no one followed him.So he stopped and looked at the people who were still standing there from afar.When Liuyin saw it, he quickly covered the peach blossoms again and ran over.

Seeing Liuyin running towards him, Mo Yan turned around and continued walking.Liu Yin followed behind him.I feel that Master seems to be in a good mood.Some people buy a sweetheart's smile with a lot of money.He didn't care about exchanging a beautiful hair for the joy of the master.

The figures of the two gradually faded away.

I don't know that the little disciple happened to pass by, picked up the peach blossoms on the ground with a puzzled face, scratched his head and looked around: "Strange, where did the peach blossoms come from in the Hall of Greed?"

yes!The peach blossoms from the Greed Palace?This is a question to the World Honored One Changliu who is currently drawing up a pen in the study to prepare for an official document, but can't write it down.

Mo Yan stood behind the desk, frowning and holding the pen for a long time.In the end, he put down the pen, took out a piece of rice paper from the side of the neatly packed table by the apprentice, pressed it with a paperweight, and took a small-sized Baiyun pen to carefully moisten the pen.He lowered his head and began to draw on the paper. He wrote softly, even the sharp edge of the brush was restrained.It's like a peerless sword in its scabbard.He writes good calligraphy, but rarely draws. It's not that he can't, but he doesn't have the patience, and he doesn't have the interest to appreciate the scenery.

After half an hour, Mo Yan put down his pen.Looking at the person drawn with light ink instead of cyan and cinnabar on the paper.The person in the painting half-closed his eyebrows, holding a handful of peach blossoms in his hands, elegant and quiet, like water and grace.Mo Yan looked at it for a long time, then picked up the pen again, and stopped when the tip of the pen was about to touch the wide hairpin in his chest, hesitated, and finally stopped writing.

This child, A Yin, is worthy of being a gentleman like jade, so why should Tanlang be a coquettish matchmaker?Beauty is beauty, but it has lost its proper demeanor.It's the best if it's clean.Mo Yan took the painting, and the corners of his lips were actually the curvature of a smile.No one knew about the tenderness at that moment, and Mo Yan never thought about it.He saw that the ink on the painting was dry, so he casually put the painting on the other side among some books he usually read.Then concentrate on looking at the booklet.

Mo Yan is drawing Liuyin, and Liuyin is also drawing a pen.He was painting, standing with his hands behind his back, majestically standing under the tall trees, but he was even more stalwart and taller than the tall man in black.The man lowered his head slightly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were deep.

The author has something to say: As a student party that goes on six and a half days a day, it can only be updated weekly, and every Monday is a certainty, but whether there will be two more chapters depends on whether the teachers will give it or not. Holiday QQ

☆、Chapter Nineteen