Volume 1 Chapter 19 (1/2)
Usually, those who grew up together would naturally get close to each other and becoood friends However, this didn’t apply to those whelps on the Fuyao Mountain One was overly coddled, one was always up to mischief, one was extre style and ely an to reveal their true nature
Muchun Zhenren felt very grateful about this at first But soon he realized, that it would have been better if they had remained the same as they were before
A ether makes 1000 ducks; and three combined, seas are overturned; as for four…
Peace has escaped from Fuyao Mountain—
One day, the e idea that he wanted to put a censer under every junior brother’s desk Thus, the Mission Hall kept ee stockpot, while the culprit just slept comfortably in the vast expanse of whiteness like a joyful du on the soup
Li Yun couldn’t abide the sight of his cosy sleep After a flash of inspiration, he took out the formula of “Sweet-Dream Incense”
“Sweet-Dreaood natured as its na people erotic drea their sleep
Knowing that, Han Yuan volunteered to prepare it
As everyone knows, Han Yuan always did things topsy-turvy, so ould you expect from a person who couldn’t even read characters?
What’s worse, the little beggar was also passionate about innovation He daringly added his own ideas to the formula —he mixed two extra spices to it, which accidentally made the “Sweet-Dream Incense”psychedelic Then he stuffed it into his own censer expectantly when first senior brother was having anap
That day, all the creatures around the Mission Hall went crazy
Two butterflies floundered overit seeaudiest kind
And Li Yun's new favorite pet—a bellied katydid, crawled drunkenly out of its cage At so Qian's hand which had been lifting a writing brush, ready to dip it in ink, froze in the air The flecks of ink on his sleeve were like a cluster of black plum blossoms
Master had never been so attractive to butterflies that he couldn’t even continue reading the sculptures He pushed Puddle, who climbed onto his head to catch butterflies, back to her basket on his back Disco voice like a laodan1 singing an opera, and commanded him to put the censor out
Han Yuan grinned cheekily He took out the censer from under the table and was about to splash it with a bowl of tea As Li Yun snickered at histwo brushes and tossed it into the censer, tittering, “Junior Brother, let me do you a favor”
Li Yun: ”Oh no!”
But it was too late The katydid and Han Yuan's tea had showered on the censer Those censers that young ht here all had waterproof charms on them If you did want to put it out, you’d have to pour the water through so provoked, the waterproof charht away A flaly Li Yun's katydid wasn't burnt dead It scooted out of the fire in a cloak of fla a sharp streak of sparks across the air
That here the spices in the incense came in—the katydid burnt master's mustache into a strand of flavorsome charred hair
On that very sa the scriptures twenty ti also didn’t escape the punishment He was made to write it out ten times because he was the initiator and it was too unreasonable of hi Qian played a part too, considering that he had no intention of that and had admitted his fault timely, he was the only one that was spared
Because of this, Yan Zheng'an Dwelling in the evening Putting on the air of first senior brother, he said, “Little Copper Coin2, I happen to have free tiuidance on your swordsmanshi+p?”
Through the past period of getting along with hiot hi master Yan was bound to march first But once asked to sit down to study, he'd i that he was aching from toenails to hair
Just nohen Yan Zheng swordplay, he even claimed to have heatstroke
He offered to give souidance? When the sun rises from the west3
Unsurprisingly, in the next moment, his first senior brother spoke out his true purpose unblushi+ngly ”Alas, I suddenly remembered that master asked me to copy the scriptures Hmm… it seems that I don't have free time now, but if you could help me with that…”
As they saying goes, an owl in the house—he doesn’t co4
So Cheng Qian declined hiht as well just write the scriptures I dare not trouble you to do such heavyswordplay I'm afraid you may sprain your back”
Yan Zheng: ”…”
Why couldn’t people forever remain the same as they used to be? His hypocritical yet courteous third junior brother would never return
“Wait!” Yan Zhengive up He turned his head and scanned around Seeing nobody else, he threw his ar quietly, ”Write me a few copies, and I'll tell you a secret”
Cheng Qian sighed and said in all earnestness, “First Senior Brother, if the secret is ‘how to tie your belt to make it flutter’, you needn’t tell me”
Without a word, Yan Zheng Qian by carrying him under his arms—he walked so quickly that it was as if wind blew under his feet, not one bit like sootten sunstroke
Cheng Qian seldom wandered around the 'an Dwelling and Mission Hall
Of course it wasn’t because he had no curiosity, but that he had strong self-control He thought that it would be unacceptable if he ran about before he truly learned soh he knew there were a lot of caves left by predecessors, he never visited any of them
Yan Zheng of the wind, he took hi stone which resembled a monkey “Here we are”
Cheng Qian shot a glance at the stone and was surprised “This… Is this a statue put up for little junior brother?”
“Little brat, just go on with your acid hu, his tone triumphant