By the lake in front of the forest, Zhou Yi gently knocked on the door of Xiaozhu and whispered.
As the largest household in Wenhe County, the Xu family's old residence occupies a huge area.
Including the small lake outside the manor that can be used for boating and the farmhouses used to raise the farmhouse servants, there are no less than a hundred acres of land.
The Yan Qu Mansion has an aloof status. Different from the other stewards in the mansion, it also has a quiet and elegant small building on the shore of the forest lake outside the manor, in an extremely secluded place.
Stab!
The door opened, revealing a handsome young man with very light eyebrows, about thirteen or fourteen years old.
Seeing Zhou Yi, he was shocked at first, and then froze. After a long while, he looked away from the face that brought disaster to the country and the people, and a blush appeared on his fair cheeks, as if he had met a stranger by chance.
Zhou Yi took a deep look at this person, then smiled and said: "The young monk had an appointment with Teacher Yan last night. He just went to the main courtyard but did not see the teacher, so he came to visit."
The young man suddenly realized: "I see, please come in... That's not right. How did you know this place?"
A hoarse voice came from the small building, "Axiu, please invite Master Yichen to come in... cough cough."
The young man hesitated for a moment, moved out of the way, and then said in a low voice: "My teacher is not feeling well, please don't stay too long and leave as soon as you finish speaking!"
"Sorry for disturbing you."
Zhou Yi passed by the young man, and his fingers accidentally touched the back of the young man's delicate hand.
The young man stepped back as if he had been struck by lightning and received an electric shock. He looked at the handsome monk with a face as usual, blushing and slightly angry.
The next moment, the young man was stunned.
The young monk in front of him calmly rolled up a corner of his robe sleeve, wrapped it and wiped the little finger he had just touched.
That handsome face, which is rare in the world, vaguely reveals the compassion of universal salvation and equality of all sentient beings.
But what does it mean when you quietly roll up your sleeves and wipe your fingers???
Do you think I’m dirty??
Are you secretive and think I didn't see it?
The young man Qingjun's face turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth secretly. He wanted to curse, but he was afraid of disturbing the teacher, so he held it back.
"Hmph, wait for me, you stinky monk!"
Inside the small building, all the surrounding windows were hung with thick curtains, even the gaps as thick as a fingernail were covered, blocking out all light.
A lamp is like a bean, and the figures are lonely.
Manager Yan was sitting on a thick felt blanket, wrapped in a cotton quilt, with a long mahogany table in front of him, on which were placed warm soup, fresh fruits and a copper pot of sandalwood.
The smoke curls like blue orchid and musk deer.
Yan Qufu looked pale and looked gloomy.
He raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked at Zhou Yi: "How did the young master know about this secluded place?"
"I have been informed."
Zhou Yi said ambiguously.
The small building where Yanqu Mansion and the boy lived in seclusion was a forbidden area in the mansion that Xu Gong personally ordered that no one should enter. Not even Xu Zhiling had the right to visit.
There are even hidden guards guarding the area.
But for Zhou Yi, who has small black characters, there are no secrets in Xu Mansion.
"Mr. Xu really values the little master."
Yan Qufu obviously had a misunderstanding. He coughed several times before sighing: "That's right. I made a mistake. I didn't expect that a truly righteous monk could be so young."
Zhou Yi was a little surprised.
Why are you so flattering to me?
I'm so embarrassed...Quick, keep going, don't stop!
"Could it be that we really fought for a long time last night..." Zhou Yi glanced at Manager Yan's half-dead look and muttered softly.
Yan Qufu's ears twitched and he looked at Zhou Yi in surprise: "Young Master, do you even know this?"
Zhou Yi suddenly raised his head, filled with strong shock and curiosity: "Are the rumors true? Mr. Yan really fought three hundred... Ahem, the young monk really admires Mr. Yan so much, but Mr. Yan, who are you?
How did you do it? Is the experience real? Does it feel comfortable?"
This is the Prime Minister’s Office version of the unresolved love affair between man and ghost!
Zhou Yi, who has seen real ghosts, does not doubt the existence of female ghosts in this world.
But... this maid Bi Yin is so capable! She had a romantic relationship with the house manager during her lifetime, and she still seduced the head guard after her death!
However, after all, humans and ghosts have different paths. Even Yan Qufu, a master of martial arts, was reduced to a skinny, sluggish state, which is pitiable!
Yan Qufu smiled bitterly and said: "Real? Comfortable? Is the young master trying to bury Yan? As the saying goes, there is a sequence of hearing the Tao. Master Yichen heard this Tao first before Mr. Yan."
"Oh...ah?"
Zhou Yi remained calm, but in fact his face was burning: "Don't mention... I haven't retired yet, but a serious monk is definitely not the same person as Donor Yan. Besides, I'm not good at that either, but what you said is a bit embarrassing.
I feel like vomiting."
Yan Qufu sighed:
"The young master is humbled."
"I don't know which immortal left the Taoist rhyme last night when he passed by the Xu Mansion."
"Master Yichen looked at it as if nothing was going on, and I think he benefited a lot. But after seeing it, he actually had inner demons. It was difficult to calm down all night, and he couldn't stop killing him no matter how hard he tried. Ahem... After all, Master Yichen's moral conduct is still higher.
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Immortal?
Under the cold moonlight, Zhou Yi slowly raised his head and sighed softly, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate the world and look into the depths of the clouds... trying his best to conceal the embarrassment caused by the misunderstanding.
It turns out that it is a "cut" that cuts off three thousand worries, not a "war" that involves fighting for three hundred rounds.
I blame the intestinal slave for all my sins. The young monk actually thought wrongly.
I also thought that Mr. Yan was forced to drive by a female ghost, ahem.
Wait, are there really immortals in this world?
In the small black characters, there are monsters, warriors and sorcerers, but there is no description of immortals.
At most, it's something like "The Earthly Immortal's Legacy Sword".
But it's more like some kind of long-lost legend.
Just listen to Yan Qufu sigh:
"I have never believed that there are immortals in this world.
But the sword rhyme last night was definitely beyond human power.
As soon as this sword rhyme comes out, everything in the world can be broken into pieces. We are really as insignificant as earthworms.
Looking back on the past, everything I did seemed meaningless.
I wonder how Master Yichen got rid of his inner demons after watching the sword rhyme last night?"
When Yan Qufu finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Yi, full of urgency and expectation.
Zhou Yi was startled.
He immediately thought of the sword energy he produced when he was testing sword pills in the backyard last night.
Could it be that because he was too focused on the sword energy at that time, he failed to notice the sword rhyme left by the immortal passing by?
Big loss, big loss... But then again, even martial arts masters like Yan Qufu had inner demons because of this.
I am just a little monk who has not yet been "Qi Sheng". Fortunately, I didn't see it!
Under Yan Qufu's expectant gaze, Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, then slowly stepped forward and covered Manager Yan's exposed arms again.
"Don't think too much, just be happy."
Looking at Manager Yan who looked haggard and gloomy, Zhou Yi couldn't bear it and added a few words, "Drink more hot water and go to bed early."
Manager Yan's eyes suddenly darkened: "Is Master Yichen really unable to tell me? Is there something hidden?"