My old enemy wants to spoil me [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 14

Two days later, the selection of Chong Huazong's disciples for this year was successfully concluded.

This year's selection was quite satisfactory, there was nothing too outstanding, but there were no surprises.So the only ones who were turned into gossip conversations were Long Yuanfeng and Yan Zhifan.

At the end of the meeting, there were disciples who were acquainted with each other on the road, chatting with each other while walking.

Disciple A: "Longyuan Peak is really lucky, it has become like this, and there is still a young master from the Yan family who is willing to be a teacher."

Disciple B answered: "Isn't it? I heard that because there is no formal elder in Longyuan Peak, the young master can't even get a direct disciple after entering the school. It's too miserable."

Disciple Ding gloated: "This is not the worst. I heard that Longyuan Peak has declined to this point. The elders in the Twelve Valleys of the Outer Sect are quite dissatisfied and want to replace it."

"Then which valley do you think has the best chance of ascending?" Suddenly someone asked.

Disciple Yi received it smoothly: "I guess it's Lingfeng Valley. Lingfeng Valley is the strongest among the Twelve Valleys. In the past, it was suppressed by the seven peaks of the inner sect, so that it has always been unknown. Now that Longyuan Peak is declining, Lingfeng Valley is the most powerful among the twelve valleys. Elder Fenggu has suggested this matter to the sect leader more than once, and I guess it's time to 'change the name and surname' when the competition is held at the end of the year."

"Oh?" The man dragged his tone, "I see."

"Why do you speak so strangely... Brother Shang, Shang." Disciple B who spoke just now followed the voice and turned his head. When he saw clearly who the person who talked to him just now was, he immediately stopped like a duck with its neck stuck. Living.

The person in front of him was actually smiling, and even his eyebrows were clear and agile, blooming like peach blossoms in early spring, very beautiful.

But it still makes people instinctively retreat.

Shang Yuchen had a fierce reputation back then, and many people in the immortal world would say that he had a surly temper and cut people like grass.Although the Chong Hua Sect is not allowed to discuss these matters in private because of the strict order of the sect head, there are still quite a few people who know about it.

Even though he can't hold the sword now, and his cultivation is far inferior to that of the past, but the older disciples still remember it fresh and dare not be presumptuous.

On the contrary, the new generation of disciples had rarely heard of Shang Yuchen, and their attitudes were normal when they encountered him.

Shang Qing is not angry, what's the use of being angry, gossip should be spread the same.

Anyway, he has written down these people, what about Lingfeng Valley, we will wait and see.

It hurts to hit someone in the face, so that they can have a long memory.

After these thoughts flashed through Shang Qing's mind, he was suddenly a little surprised.

He feels that his temper is pretty good. Before he crossed over, even if he had the idea of ​​being competitive, he would not show it obviously.

And just now, it was as if a cluster of fire suddenly sprang up in my heart, a little arrogant, and a little crazy.

However, this unexpected feeling is not bad?

Shang Qing shook his head, don't think about it for now, let's pick up Yan Zhifan and the others.

……

"Senior brother and brother!"

As soon as he walked to the Hongqiao entrance outside the main hall of Chonghuazong, he saw Yan Zhifan jumping up like a little squirrel and waving at him.

The reason why he looks like a squirrel is because he holds several lotus leaf paper bags tied with gold and silver threads in his arms, which should be some very delicate food.

Shang Qing walked over and asked with a smile: "Why did you bring so much food to the meeting today? If by chance some elder from the Law Enforcement Hall sees it, I'm afraid they will have to scold you."

Yan Zhifan smiled: "It's okay, when I went in just now, I asked Yan Qi to wait for me outside, I'm not stupid. And I ate it myself, these are for the two senior brothers.

"Then I won't be polite to you, thank you." Shang Qing looked down, and there were several different names written on the lotus leaf paper package, such as amber walnuts, candied fruit, and the familiar lotus flower cake and mung bean sorbet .

Looking at the small characters on the paper again, Shang Qing unconsciously read out: "Huh? It's Tianwailou."

"Yes, their dried fruit snacks have always been delicious. But speaking of it, if Yan Qi hadn't gone shopping yesterday, I wouldn't have known that Tianwailou also had a branch in Fufeng City." Yan Zhifan continued.

Shang Qing was stunned for a moment, did you buy it yesterday?

Fufeng City is actually still so far away, it seems that he is really full of glory.

The three of them went up to Longyuan Peak, and Shang Qing led Yan Zhifan on the way to the Sword Cottage. Thinking of how Qin Che walked him like this a few days ago, he suddenly had a wonderful sense of inheritance.

When they arrived at the Sword Cottage, Qin Che, who usually seldom goes out, was already waiting for them in front of the door.

"Second Senior Brother, please take care of me in the future!" Yan Zhifan cupped his hands and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing him alive and kicking, Qin Che suddenly smiled, and then said, "Come in, the residence has been cleaned up for you, so you can name it yourself, and take a look at what you want to buy."

Ever since Yan Zhifan arrived at Longyuan Peak, he couldn't stop being excited. Whether it was the huge stone sword array outside the sword hut, or the courtyard and pavilions in the sword hut, his eyes were like twinkling stars.

The garden that Qin Che tidied up for him was opposite Shang Qing.

Yan Zhifan looked at Shang Qing's "Green Sparrow Garden", then at Qin Che's "Egret Garden", and with a swipe of a pen, he gave himself a very imposing name - Jinfeng Garden.

It's quite neat, and quite suitable for his identity.

"Jinfeng? I think you look like a lively little chick." Qin Che shook his head with the cigarette stick in his hand.

He hasn't experienced this kind of noisy feeling for a long time, or it should be said that it was lively, it was indeed a bit too deserted before.

Good.

Yan Zhifan and Yan Qi put away the luggage and objects they brought together, and then everyone checked what was missing together, and made up some furniture from other unoccupied places.

After cleaning up, everyone sat around eating snacks and chatting for a while.

"You mean Yan Qi? Well...he's my cousin, so he looks a bit like him." Yan Zhifan threw a lake walnut into his mouth, and looked at Yan Qi while talking, his black eyes rolling around.

"Then do you know Yan Zhenjun from Yunya Mountain?" Shang Qing had been thinking about this before, and asked casually.

It was a little inappropriate for Shang Qing to realize it after finishing speaking. After all, in ordinary people's perception, he and Yan Linhan were old enemies.

I don't know if Yan Zhifan has paid attention to these news.

In fact, Shang Qing was very grateful to Yan Linhan for saving him last time, and he didn't mean to be hostile in his heart. Instead, he felt that Yan Linhan was able to save his old enemy, which showed that he was a noble person with excellent character and would never make trouble.

But Shang Qing still felt that it was inappropriate for him to take the initiative to talk about Yan Linhan.

Yan Zhifan blinked his eyes this time and didn't speak immediately, which made Shang Qing a little nervous.

On the other hand, Yan Qi responded calmly: "En."

Now that he had spoken, Yan Zhifan seemed to understand, and continued to chirp: "Of course I do, do you think I look a little like him? Because according to seniority, we all want to call him uncle."

"Oh, so that's the case." Shang Qing nodded.

As we chatted, the sky gradually darkened.

Qin Che always went to bed early, so as the oldest senior brother, he began to urge others to sleep as a matter of course: "Okay, it's time to rest. The missionary school starts tomorrow morning. Go to bed early, if you don't wake up in the morning, you will be punished." The cranes in the yard pecked at their heads."

After Yan Zhifan heard this, he immediately patted his head, showing a frightened expression: "Then if I can't get up every day like before, wouldn't I be pecked into a bald head?"

Shang Qing thought about Yan Zhifan's bald appearance, and almost laughed out loud.

Although Yan Zhifan said so, he still couldn't hold back and asked another question: "Wait, brother, I have one last question."

"Don't ask, if you ask, you don't have one." Qin Che said decisively, lifted the quilt and covered Yan Zhifan in, "You are the one who talks the most, go to bed quickly."

"No—! Just the last question. I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't finish asking." Yan Zhifan insisted. Trapped to death?"

There was a sudden silence in the room, except for Yan Zhifan, everyone was suppressing their smiles.

When Shang Qing raised his head, he bumped into Yan Qi who was opposite him.

Remembering that Yan Qi had helped him out of the siege just now, Shang Qing smiled at him.And Yan Qi also responded with a faint smile that was as cold as frost and snow, but also a little tantalizing.

Shang Qing couldn't help sighing in his heart.

In Yan Qi's eyes, there seemed to be a galaxy floating on the ice, even with a slight smile, it looked amazing.

And Qin Che who was at the side looked at Yan Zhifan, took a mouthful of herbs calmly, and suddenly sat down beside Yan Zhifan with a serious expression: "You should know that the closed disciples are the direct disciples, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhifan lifted the quilt and sat up with a serious face.

"Then do you know why there are only two and three direct disciples of Long Yuanfeng, but no senior brother?" Qin Che exhaled smoke.

"Why?" Yan Zhifan held his breath and asked in a low voice.

"Of course there was before. Speaking of which, he was a general of the Xuanyuan Dynasty. He was sent to Longyuan Peak to practice swords and martial arts because he was weak since he was a child. At that time, he practiced swords on the peak every day, all seasons, and he was better than everyone else. He worked hard, but he still couldn't practice the last trick of "Tai Shang Nine Swords".

Finally, one day, he received a letter from the mountain. At that moment, he was enlightened, and he finally realized the last move of the Nine Swords. "

"Then what?" Yan Zhifan listened carefully, even the voice of the question became quieter.

Qin Che continued to exhale the smoke again, with a cold expression on his face: "At night, he was too happy, so just like you are now, he kept pestering me to talk and refused to sleep.

Then the next day, he was caught in the door and died. "

Yan Zhifan: "...Brother Qin, you scare me QAQ"

"You know you're afraid? Then go to bed quickly." Qin Che was annoyed and funny, and threw a pillow over.