Tie Caiyi sat in the pavilion in a daze, facing a pool of autumn water filled with residual lotus.

"Sister Cai Yi, are you so excited?"

Ning Zhiyuan's body recovered a lot, he took a big gulp of wine, and then looked around cautiously, really afraid of being discovered by the aunt who picked him up.

Chen Guizhi grabbed the wine bottle: "Your aunt said you are not allowed to drink!"

The pot in Ning Zhiyuan's hand was gone, but the shape of his hand was still that of holding a wine pot. He carefully checked the area around him to make sure that his aunt was not there, and whispered to Chen Guizhi: "Are you sick? I still have it. If you think that crazy woman is here, give me a bite quickly."

Chen Guizhi snorted coldly and threw the wine bottle away.

"Go away and drink!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Chen Guizhi and Tie Caiyi, sighed, and walked away with the wine bottle.

Chen Guizhi walked behind Tie Caiyi: "He is going to Shushan today, won't you go and see him off?"

Tie Caiyi shook her head.

Chen Guizhi said quietly: "I really don't understand you young people. When he was in a coma, he went to see someone every day, but now that they are awake, he doesn't go."

"You have to learn from your father and Cripple. They fought countless times to steal your mother."

Seeing his indifferent niece, Chen Guizhi sighed.

"By the way, your junior sister went to the outer sect. I heard that she and Xu Xiaozi were both outer sect disciples before."

Tie Caiyi's face was a little pale, and she tried her best to smile: "Junior sister... she's pretty good."

Heavy rain falls.

The lame man still habitually looked into the room, but it was empty and there was nothing there. He Guanshi also knew the identity of the lame man. Now, no need to say anything to the lame man, He Guanshi would honestly bring the wine. He never did.

be late.

The cripple took a sip of wine and saw that the library, which had been clean for more than ten years, had only been bustling for three months. How could he still feel uncomfortable?

Inner mountain, on Chengjian Peak.

Wang Tingsheng is just an ordinary inner disciple, but his status has become increasingly prominent recently, all thanks to his cousin who has become the closed disciple of the Qingchi Peak Master.

Today he wanted to go down the mountain to tell the news to his family, but his favorite brocade robe could not be found. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in his room and found nothing.

No one has come to his residence recently except his promising cousin, so why are his clothes missing?

However, the news from his direct disciple was insignificant compared to a piece of clothing, so he randomly found a robe and went to deliver the news.

The rain stopped and Xu Changan reached the foot of the mountain.

He turned his head and glanced at the majestic Shu Mountain, and touched two jade talismans in his arms, one that Uncle Shi asked him to keep carefully, and one that the lame man threw at random for him to meditate on.

Xu Changan picked up the jade talisman given by the lame man, took one last look at Shushan, and left Shushan without looking back.

Tongzhou, here I come!
Chapter completed!