I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The wedding banquet was over and the guests dispersed. Although there were some accidents at the wedding banquet last night, it seemed that a violent noise was heard, but there was still no one to explore.

Although they knew that Jiang Lin was probably decomposed.

It's better to be broken down!

Pooh! Scumbag!

Ever since, in the early morning of this new day, after leaving Kefeng, I didn't see Jiang Lin's tombstone, which was a bit disappointing.

Otherwise, he must spit a few salivas at his grave.

As for Jiang Lin...

Jiang Lin, the scumbag, was still kneeling on the washboard in the room, and then his body was touched by a pair of long, snow-white legs, and he swayed from left to right, like a tumbler...

Jiang Lin could only put his hands on his knees and lower his head, but the white ankles dangled Jiang Lin's eyes a little.

All this is blame book green!

That's right!

Jiang Lin shamelessly shirked his responsibility.

Although Shulu did nothing...

but......

Eh?

Where is the book green?

Jiang Lin turned his head and saw that the little girl Shulu didn't know when she had sneaked away.

And then, why do you always feel so empty?

Jiang Lin retracted his gaze from the pair of white ankles, sitting and watching himself.

and many more! Where's your own first snow?

......

"Master, master, are you going back?"

Jiang Lin was still experiencing the Shura Field, and it was gradually spreading, so Shulv ran out in time.

If by any chance the imitation sisters get involved with the flower picking thief in Jiang Lin, and accidentally injure the friendly army, that would be bad.

"Yeah, green and green~"

Xu, who was about to leave, turned to look at Shulu, and smiled.

"Didn't Xiao Lu be with Jiang Lin?"

"What am I doing with that flower picker?" Shulu asked a question mark.

"Flower-picking thief?" Huang was taken aback first, then smiled, "Xiaolu and Young Master Jiang seem to have a good relationship."

"No, no, Master, don't talk nonsense, there is nothing." Shulu waved his hand quickly.

Wei just smiled, and gently touched the head of the only direct disciple, as gentle as the big sister next door: "Xiaolu will go back with me?"

"Ah..." Shu green eyes flowed. In fact, she was just going to send her master off, but she hadn't even thought about leaving with her master.

But when the master said that, Shulu was also thinking about whether to leave with the master.

After all, it has been a while since I came to Qingyue Mountain.

If it is said that at the beginning, I stayed for the inheritance, and then I continued to stay because of the imitation sister's marriage.

So now, the book in the stone in Qingyue Mountain, I have finished studying, and the marriage event of imitation sister is also over.

I don't seem to have any reason to stay here anymore.

But.....

The girl in a light green dress lowered her head, her little hand squeezed the skirt.

why......

Why didn't I want to go back at all?

Why do I still want to stay here?

But, what reason do you have to stay here?

"Master, Shulv still wants to..."

"Do you still want to stay in Qingyue Mountain?" Qiu smiled.

"Um, Shulu, actually Shulu has some questions about Shizhishu and I want to ask Grandpa Yue."

The words fell, the green cheeks were slightly red, and the little heart in the little bear's breast was beating extremely fast, as if it was about to beat out of his heart.

For Shulu, this was the first time a girl lied in her life, and she lied to her dearest master.

Even after speaking, Shulu realized that he had lied!

Master won't see anything, right?

Lifting her head slightly, the girl secretly looked at her master, the master still smiled, which made the girl panic even more, and her little head lowered.

"No problem." Huang smiled and flicked the green forehead of the book. "I am your master. Although I can't compare to Grandpa Yue, it's okay to teach you this little girl."

"But..." Shulu continued to lie, "Shulu has not finished reading some books."

"Then borrow it, if it doesn't work, just rub all of it."

"Shulu made friends."

"Murong Qin? Then ask her to come to our Kongyin Valley as a guest."

"Book Green and..."

"Little Green..." Huang interrupted Shu Lu's words, "This time you come out to experience, you have gained enough, now you need to retreat well, otherwise, the two world wars are imminent, you will be It's hard to guarantee, how will we inherit the Kongyingu as a teacher in the future?"

"Shulu doesn't want to inherit Kongyingu...Aooo~~~" Shulu's voice just fell, and her forehead was lightly flicked by her master again.

The girl was like a little squirrel, covering her forehead with her hands, her eyes were filled with water...

"Well, since they are all here, let's go back with Master. If you want to come to Qingyue Mountain, you can come again next time."

"Next time..."

"Um?"

"Hmm..." The girl shook her head, "It's nothing, the Shulu went back with the master."

The girl's tone was audible loss.

"No hurry, don't you still have books to rub? Go pack your bags, I'm waiting for you as a teacher~www.wuxiaspot.com~Um..."

Shulu turned and flew to his courtyard.

Seeing his disciple flying away, and the little appearance of lying and clumsy just now, the corners of Xiao's mouth slightly rose.

......

Flying to his courtyard, Shulu actually didn't know what to pack. The furniture was from Qingyue Mountain, and he had nothing left.

If it was clothing, since the flower picker in Jianglin appeared in his courtyard from time to time, he had put away his bellyband, skirt and clothes, and carried it with him.

Then what else can I pack...

Falling from the sky, Shulu walked towards her courtyard step by step. She didn't want to say goodbye to sister Yanfun and sister Qin'er. This seemed a bit too sad and not in line with the style of the Yaozu world.

That being the case, why do I always feel that something is missing?

Going forward step by step, just when Shulu feels that there is one important thing she hasn't done before leaving, but she just can't remember what it is.

A fresh breeze blew the tip of the girl's nose, and the girl shrugged her nose with a familiar smell.

Looked up.

In the courtyard, a slender and elegant man wearing a Confucian shirt was writing something stroke by stroke.

When Shulu moved forward, the man also felt someone approaching. He raised his head, looked at Shulu, then shook the air bangs in front of his forehead. He looked extremely happy and said loudly:

"Shulu girl, come and see how I write this "positive" character."

Shulu walked over and looked at the strokes of the word "positive" on the stone table rice paper. The girl pouted her lips. For some reason, tears filled her eyes.

"Huh..." The girl twisted her head, "It's so ugly."