"Do you need to tell me specifically?" Taoist Song looked at the person in front of him who was trying to cover up his ears and steal the bell, "You go down the mountain and grab someone and ask me if you know where Qingzhuo Zhenren is now? Luo Feng's six years of experience has been in the mouth of the storyteller at the teahouse and tavern at the foot of the mountain."

Seeing Xiao Fengqin's face deepening a little more as if she was dead, Taoist Song added firewood without hesitation: "You know, Luo Feng was originally a good-looking person with good looks and good temperament. Such a beautiful and beautiful person was once added to the fire by others. I wonder how many young girls have taken away the hearts of young girls, especially those little girls who have just started to fall in love and are ignorant of the world."

Xiao Fengqin felt thoughtful and filled with sorrow when he heard it.

"Master, how old is A Ye this year?" Taoist Song raised the herbs in his hand and asked without fear of death, "Fifteen or seventeen or seventeen? If this is in the mundane world, it happens to be the age of talking about marriage! A Ye is a little younger, but he can't help but be heartbroken. Six years ago, you hid Luo Feng's story from her. How long did she ignore you?"

Xiao Fengqin stumbled and said, "...half a year."

"Half a year?" Song Daoren smiled, "I'm still lying in front of my brothers, it's almost a year and a half."

Xiao Fengqin had forgotten the purpose of this trip, so he found a place to sit down, and whispered thoughtfully: "Asong, do you think I'm driving Luo Feng away now, is it still time?"

Xue Tingzhu holding the medicine basket: "..."

"Hmph, you really dare to say it. Let's see if your baby Aye will blow up the whole world of no hatred," Taoist Song unceremoniously poked Xiao Fengqin's wonderful thoughts. "The key is that if you want to drive Luo Feng away, you must have the ability, right? I'm not believing you, fat man, can you beat him?"

Xiao Fengqin waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, I can't control Aye anymore. I can still use my strength to Luofeng. Why not take him to a blind date in two days..."

Taoist Song rolled his eyes and was busy with his work and no longer cared about him.

"Asong, I haven't had a good sleep for several nights, so don't scare me anymore." Xiao Fengqin cried with a sad face, and finally remembered his purpose of coming to Zikonglou. "You said that the girl Qin in Jiaocaochi was already exhausted. Except when Luo Feng just came back, he asked you for a drink, but he never mentioned this. These days, I was so normal that I was frightened when I looked at him. Do you know? Today I saw him walking out of Xiaofeng Canyueju House with a smile. My mother, Luo Feng was not a big blow, he was crazy..."

A dignified leader actually learned to follow others!

It's really hard for him to squeeze his fat feet.

Taoist Song did not make any jokes about him, and stopped thinking about it. He also sighed: "Let's look back and have not accepted the reality that people have left. After all, this blow is still very big for him."

"Or..." Xiao Fengqin rubbed his hands, "Then I'll send someone to Changlin Temple to invite Master Yuanhui to come over. Don't be that there is something unclean to him, after all, the man just came back from Lushan, and the Ghost King's tricks were shameless enough to lose his pants. Luo Feng was his number one enemy, and I'm worried..."

"That's right." Taoist Song nodded, "So should I tell Luo Feng about this?"

"Not to say it," Xiao Fengqin waved his hand and frowned. "We just want to be at ease and let Master Yuanhui see it quietly. It's best if it's okay. If there's something wrong, then I'll deal with it quietly. Luo Feng is already busy enough, so don't bother him anymore."

Ten days later, Master Yuanhui was invited to come before Chu Qingyan left the land of brutality.

No one knew that before Master Yuanhui arrived, something big happened to Zikong Tower.

Xue Tingzhu ran to his master early in the morning and told him to go to Xiaofeng Canyue House, kneeled and begged for the true man Qingzhuo, and asked for the marriage of Qin Siqi.

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When Taoist Song heard his apprentice say he wanted to marry Qin Siqi, he was stunned for a while. After all, he was a person who had experienced it. Think about it, after six years of time, love has become more and more natural.

He was hurt by love, but he would not stop and hinder others because of his misconduct.

"Qin Siqian is the apprentice of Qingzhuo Zhenren," Song Daoren didn't plan to say enough. His apprentice also knew more or less, just click to finish. "If you are not sincere to the girl, or just have a hot mind for a moment, I will pretend that I didn't hear this."

Xue Tingzhu knelt on the ground, straightening her body: "Master, my disciple must have made a decision after careful consideration."

Taoist Song held his hands behind his back and looked at his only disciple.

By chance, a wanderer picked up by a coincidence is now handsome.

My disciple is not good at birth...

He has a handsome appearance and a delicate appearance, most of which is followed by his mother. His eyes are big and bright, and his narrow and thin nose is delicate and straight. Boys and girls are blessed.

During the years since he joined the master, Taoist Song deliberately neglected and tempered him. He was never humble or arrogant, gentle and polite. Taoist Song was not a blind man or deaf man, but he always pretended not to know, just to see how he handled it.

The existence of Zikonglou is an extremely important existence for the place where you don’t hate the pain. If you use a bow and arrow as a metaphor, the leader is the string. He will decide how much force is used and how long it takes to stretch. The Qingzhuo Zhenren of Xiaofeng Can Yueju is the sharp arrow as fast as the wind, and Zikonglou is the tough bow arm.

Therefore, the owner of Zikong Building has a more important character than his ability.

Taoist Song sat down on the chair and waved to Xue Tingzhu who was kneeling on the ground: "Get up."

Xue Tingzhu looked up at him and shouted hesitantly: "...Master."

"Since you call me master, you ask me again, can I not agree?" Taoist Song took the wine gourd and took a sip. "I don't know much about that girl Qin Siqi, but for the sake of Qingzhuo Zhenren, his apprentice should not be much short of it."

As he said that, he glanced at his apprentice and said, "You are sensible and know how to take into account the reputation of other girls."

After six years of time, even if you adhere to the great defense between men and women, you will inevitably be verbal. Among the world, these men and women affairs are always at a disadvantage. Xue Tingzhu asked his master, but did not directly use the excuse of mutual affection to make a lifelong life, which made Daoren Song very satisfied with his apprentice.

When Xue Tingzhu heard this, she was overjoyed and then kowtowed to Taoist Song: "Thank you, Master!"

"Hey hey, get up." Taoist Song couldn't stand these things the most, and sucked his teeth with toothache, "Just give me two more cups when you get married."

"Yes, Master!" Xue Tingzhu stood up with joy on her face.

Taoist Song was in a daze.
Chapter completed!