Eternal gate

This is a sycamore forest.

Deep in the forest, there is a small yard.

The old scholar's home is here, only three to five miles away from his private school.

A literati! Naturally elegant, there are almost no hoes or shovels in his old man's home. Instead, there are more calligraphy and paintings hanging all over the walls.

The old show is here.

No, he was doing Tai Chi leisurely in the courtyard.

According to his words: This is to cultivate one's moral character and cultivate one's nature.

It's been about a month, and he is indeed doing well and has recovered from his illness.

It wasn't until Wanxin opened the door and walked in that he picked up the small teapot on the table.

"Girl, I'm back." The old scholar smiled kindly and felt a little strange when he saw his granddaughter's cheeks turned red.

"came back."

Wan Xin said this with an angry look on her face.

The old scholar was puzzled. His granddaughter was in a bad state today!

Are you afraid that those kids were too naughty and made her angry?

"Old sir."

With a call, Xiao Zhao Yun also arrived.

Seeing him, the old scholar suddenly beamed.

He has so many students, but this boy is the smartest. With more guidance, he will have a bright future.

"Your old good disciple said, I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you very much."

Wan Xin's lotus steps were graceful. When she passed by the old scholar, she pushed the strange book over her. For a moment, her face not only turned red, but her eyes were on fire.

"Why are you talking with a gun and a stick?"

The old scholar coughed dryly and unpacked the small bundle.

When I saw the words "Qing Ping Mei", I choked on my tea.

This is a strange book! It's not available on the market. To be precise, no one dares to sell it openly. If you are caught, you will be locked up in a dark room.

How wise he is!

My mind opened up and I understood everything instantly.

It was his good disciple who brought this book to the school. Unfortunately, his precious granddaughter caught him and brought everyone back.

Look at Zhao Yun, he still doesn’t understand why.

He was like a tourist. As soon as he came in, his little head was like a rattle. He looked around like a thief stepping into the old gentleman's house.

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It was his first time back, so he couldn't take a closer look.

After seeing it, his eyes fell on one side.

The ancient well that the half-immortal mentioned is right there.

"Zhao Zilong, come here."

The old scholar put down the strange book, put down the small teapot, and sat upright.

It's really outrageous. He hasn't been there for only a few days, but the young disciple doesn't learn well.

Mr. Zhao hurriedly closed his eyes and ran over.

"Your windchill, sir."

"Where did the book come from?"

The old scholar had a straight face and interrupted him directly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun buried his head and said, "I borrowed it from Wang Xiaoguan."

The old scholar raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and also stroked his beard.

Wazi's family was poor and he often asked people to borrow books to read. He had known this for a long time.

What he didn't know was that Wang Yuan's wife actually had such a good thing hidden in her.

I also have a precious little son who is not familiar with the world and takes everything from outside.

"Sir, what is that book about?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

Mainly out of curiosity, he was made to stand for most of the day because of a book.

"Said."

As the old scholar finished speaking, he glanced at Wan Xin subconsciously.

The granddaughter is quite diligent and is already fetching water and preparing dinner for the evening.

When he closed his eyes, Wazi was still staring at him, with an expression that could be summed up in four words: innocence.

"It's about love."

Disciples ask for advice, and as a master, there is no reason why he cannot solve his doubts.

It's no wonder that he is a man who has read poetry and books, and speaks with knowledge.

What is strange is the word love, which sounds a bit awkward.

At least, what Wan Xin heard was rolling her eyes.

"Then what is love?" Zhao Yun's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Love is cough

Zilong! Is it a rare trip to have a meal before leaving? "

The gentleman was still very witty and changed the topic directly.

Can it be done without making a mistake? This kid can break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.

"Dad is still waiting for me, so I won't eat."

Xiao Zhao Yun smiled and ran out carrying the book basket.

After he left, the atmosphere in the courtyard was a little awkward.

Wan Xin's cheeks were still stained with a little red glow. ??

Lao Xiu was a man of letters, so he felt a little embarrassed when he encountered something that was insulting to his politeness.

"If you don't go to private school for many days, you have to prepare lessons in advance."

The old scholar stood up, put his hands behind his back, and returned to the room.

I just don’t know if I am really preparing for lessons or studying strange books.

Speaking of this book, Wang Yuanwai would probably not come to him to ask for it.

Even if you don't want it, it's better to leave it to him, so as not to mislead others.

Wan Xin also carried water into the kitchen. She was annoyed because she still had to eat.

Squeak!

As soon as the two left, the courtyard door opened again, and a little head poked its head in.

It's Xiao Zhao Yun. He is here to solve the disaster. How can he leave without peeing?

Seeing that the old gentleman and Wan Xin were not there, he quietly walked in, went straight to the well, and without saying a word, he directly warded off evil spirits.

"You kid."

Hearing the sound of dripping water, the old scholar came out again, blowing his beard and staring.

When Wan Xin saw it, she was even more furious. This kid is going to God!

This way,

Xiao Zhao Yun had turned around and ran away, holding up his pants as he ran.

Once the task is completed, I can run as fast as I want and don’t even need the book.

"You are a good student." Wanxin glanced at her.

"Children urinate to ward off evil spirits." The old scholar said earnestly.

It's getting late.

Zhao Yun ran through the woods and trotted all the way.

He was in a hurry to go home for dinner, but he didn't realize it. There was a dark shadow following behind him, seemingly looming.

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Then nothing happened.

Entering the quiet lane again, he fell asleep and leaned on the side of the road.

The sky was dark at this moment, and there were gusts of cool breeze.

Oh no, it was a dark wind that made little Zhao Yun shiver.

At this point, the black shadow appeared. It had no flesh and blood, it was just a soul. It had no feet on the ground and was just floating in the air. Its eyes were still shining green, and its smile had a sinister and unruly tone, which made people's hair stand on end. .

Whoosh!

He floated out of the darkness and pounced on Zhao Yun with his teeth and claws bared.

It was this little brat who peed into the well.

A child is peeing! He is the one who can ward off evil spirits, and he is that evil one.

"Hey, who can harm my disciple?"

At the critical moment, a loud shout resounded.

Before he finished speaking, another one jumped out of the darkness.

Taking a closer look, it was Ye Banxian.

His attire tonight is different from the past. He is wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a Bagua mirror in one hand and a peach wood sword in the other. He does not look like a fortune teller, but more like a ghost-catching mage. He has everything he needs to eat. .

Be it a mage or a fortune teller.

He is a competent master.

He has followed Zhao Yun all the way since he left private school.

However, neither Wan Xin nor her little disciple noticed it.

Woohoo!

The ghost was afraid of the Taoist priest and was a little timid, so he turned around and ran away.

"Where to go." Ye Banxian caught up with him and threw out the Bagua Mirror.

He was quite accurate and struck with one blow, causing the ghost to stagger.

Before it could gain a firm foothold, a mahogany sword was inserted into its chest, and a stream of green smoke came out, accompanied by a shrill scream.

It knelt down and was nailed to the tree trunk by the mahogany sword.

It was also his fault that he was too shallow. Three times, five times five divided by two, and he was knocked down.

If he had known that this was the case, he shouldn't have gone out for a walk. Who knew that a kid would go out with a bodyguard?