Thirty-ninth Raiders

Although Yu Chu said, keep working hard.

But for a person who rejects himself everywhere, there are limited things he can do.

She hummed a song and made a wooden clarinet in the courtyard. She took a look at it in her hand, compared it with her own clarinet, and nodded in satisfaction. Knock on the door, open it and go in.

He looked at the figure behind the desk with a smile.

"What are you doing?" She asked, curling her lips, and handed over the clarinet in her hand.

"Look, apprentice, isn't the teacher's work very delicate? Do you feel that the teacher is ingenious?"

She blinked her eyes.

Jiang Ran lowered his eyes to write, without saying a word.

Yu Chu glanced at his white and soft face, and was not angry at his ignorance. He raised his hand and tied the red string of the clarinet around his waist. Di, you are like a Taoist companion with this..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

The wrist was clasped by the boy.

Yu Chu blinked and looked up at him.

The young man glanced down at the flute, held her wrist with long white fingers, and took her hand away.

Then he pulled out the flute without looking at it, and threw it out of the window.

"..." Yu Chu glanced at the window.

She finally seemed a little upset, and sat quietly beside him for a long time.

The boy lowered his eyes and continued to write his own words.

Ever since he knew he couldn't resist, his attitude was so ignorant.

The two were in the same space, but it seemed that he couldn't see her existence through some invisible barrier.

"...I worked so hard for my teacher." The woman finally couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Jiang Ran ignored it.

She repeated: "I worked hard for the teacher."

…

The people around him turned their heads slightly, and looked at her with beautiful eyes, calmly, "What you did has something to do with me?"

Yu Chu stared at him.

Jiang Ran and her looked at each other for two seconds, looked away, pursed their lips and continued with their own business.

"Stop writing." She suddenly pulled him back and said with a bit of displeasure, "Come out with me for a walk."

"yourself……"

Before Jiang Ran could finish his sentence, the Immortal Venerable seemed to be determined, and his voice was blocked by mana. He suddenly became silent, and she put down the pen, and was pulled out by her hand.

Jiang Ran stopped talking.

He frowned slightly, with a flat expression on his fair face.

Xianzun took him to the back of the main peak, where there was a meadow and flower field, and the lush grass leaves dotted with flowers were very beautiful at a glance. On the flower field, there is an ancient towering tree with hanging branches and leaves, and flower vines are scattered and swaying in the sun.

"If the main peak lets outsiders in, this place will become a favorite place for many Taoists. Don't you think it's beautiful here?" She raised her eyebrows and reached out to clasp his fingers.

"Would you like to sit here with my teacher?"

Jiang Ran didn't speak.

He was silenced by Xianli and couldn't move, so how could he refuse?

There was a hint of sarcasm in the boy's eyes.

Self-deception.

He lowered his eyes and said nothing, Yu Chu led him to sit down at the root of the old tree, smilingly picked some grass leaves and small flowers, and made a wreath.

With her back turned to him, Jiang Ran was fiddling beside him, Jiang Ran glanced at her, saw Tangtang Xianzun weaving a wreath childishly, his eyes could not help but pause, and he looked away, ignoring her.

After Yu Chu made it up, he showed it to him, put it on the top of his hair with a smile, and said with a smile, "Tuer is so cute, it matches this one very well."

Jiang Ran looked at her expressionlessly.

"The teacher has released your shackles, can you obediently accompany the teacher for a while?" The woman said softly.

She held his hand with her slender fingers, removing the shackles of immortal power on him.

In the next second, the young man raised his long white fingers slightly, and the wreath woven on top of his hair floated up and burned to ashes in mid-air.

Yu Chu: "..."

She stared blankly at the ashes floating down in the air.

Jiang Ran probably knew that he couldn't escape, so he just burned the garland and didn't get up to leave. He looked at the ashes floating down in the air with his clear eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Don't do this to me, no matter what you do, it will be useless."

The woman in white didn't speak, just stared at him.

At this moment, Yu Chu really gritted his teeth.

She snorted coldly, Jiang Ran thought she was angry, and raised his eyes to look at her, but the next second he was crushed by the immortal on the grass.

So it was brewed with sauce again.

When the young man stood up, his snow-white sleeves were stained with green grass and leaves, his panting was messy, his eyes were a little dazed, and it took a long time for him to calm down his breathing.

The immortal beside him hummed and patted his sleeves.

Jiang Ran: "..."

*

Since then, Xianzun seems to care more about these illusory things.

Anything related to Taoist companions, she would find him to try with great interest, and once even dragged him away from Yuxianzong, and made a special trip to the legendary Taoist mountain, pointing to a bridge on the mountain and said: "Teacher!" Look, this is Yuanyang Bridge, isn't it pretty?"

Jiang Ran was silent.

That bridge is very beautiful, the bridge is full of small stones strung together with red strings, if you get close, you can see a personal name on the stone.

Yu Chu thought to himself, whether it is modern or ancient, couples like this sense of ritual.

She led the little apprentice over there. Jiang Ran naturally refused to go with her, so he was forcibly tied up by Xianli. Walking to the end, the two saw a towering boulder, and there were many small stones beside it.

"The Taoists call this the Three Lives Stone. The Taoist who engraves the name can stay together for a lifetime. How about a disciple and a teacher?" She lowered her head to pick up a small stone, and asked the boy with her eyes bent.

Jiang Ran said: "No..."

In the next second, Xianli blocked his voice.

"Okay, I know that disciple will agree." Xianzun rolled his eyes at him, bowed his head and chose a stone with interest for a while, "We have to choose a special one for our three-life stone."

She looked down for a while, bent her eyes, and picked up a small stone shaped like a heart, "This is not bad, the heart-shaped stone is like the affection of a disciple, willing to be with the teacher for a long time."

Jiang Ran had a cold face.

Yu Chu carved the name on the stone by himself, and then took the young man's hand to carve the words carefully.

After engraving, she unsealed his voice.

Jiang Ran said expressionlessly: "You grabbed my hand to engrave it yourself and forced it. Will it last long?"

The Immortal Venerable ignored his words, and returned to the Yuanyang Bridge by himself, tied a red rope with a smile, and hung the small stone on the bridge.

Jiang Ran frowned: "Put it here, someone will see it when they come."

The other party still didn't answer, just took two steps back, closed his eyes and clasped his hands in front of him. He was obviously the suzerain of the fairy style, but he closed his eyes and made a wish childishly like a little girl.

After a while, she opened her eyes, looked at the falling stone, and pursed her lips: "I will definitely accept my wishes from now on."