C12

With a yawn, Dong Lang stretched lazily and stood up. I unknowingly fell asleep. " Dong Lang said to himself. Once he got up, a robe fell off his body. Dong Lang turned around and picked it up, "Master." Picking up the robe, Dong Lang knew that Master must have arrived last night.

"Master." "Master." Dong Lang skipped towards his master's room. When he opened the door, he found his master drinking tea.

"Oh, you're awake." Shu Yu did not feel the slightest bit of surprise at Dong Lang's arrival.

"Hehe, I accidentally fell asleep last night." Dong Lang scratched his head.

"Hehe, since you're here, then go take a look at 'Everlasting Pavilion', and find the two siblings, Shu Jian and Shu Qin, that want to be partners with you." Shu Yu said to Dong Lang while he was drinking his tea.

"Master, what are we going out for?" Dong Lang had wanted to ask the same thing yesterday, but the terrible defeat yesterday made Dong Lang forget to ask.

"Oh, haha, look at my memory. You guys are going to a village called 'Pre-Water'. The village has not been peaceful lately, go check it out." is with 'Everlasting Pavilion's' Shu Qin, Shu Jian. "

"Disciple understands."

"Alright, hurry up and go." Shu Yu waved his hand.

"Yes, Master. Your disciple will go now." Although Dong Lang had only visited the Everlasting Pavilion once in the past five years, he could still find it. After about four hours, Dong Lang saw a small mountain peak. At the foot of the mountain, Dong Lang stopped. He still remembered the last time he came here, when he saw the words "Everlasting Pavilion" in front of the mountain gate. With a majestic aura and the flurry of dragons and phoenixes, he couldn't help but stop his footsteps. Now that he saw it again, it made him look at it for a long time.

Along the way, the layout of the houses were similar to that of the Sword Pavilion's, but the place was a little more luxurious compared to the Sword Pavilion's. "We have arrived at the hall of the Fourth Hall." The disciple of the fourth hall of Sword Pavilion, Dong Lang, requests to see you. " Dong Lang stood in front of the hall and shouted.

"Hahaha, it has been a long time since we last met, Little Friend Dong Lang. Is Little Friend Dong Lang here for the 'former water village'? " Hall Master walked out as he spoke. He looked to be in his thirties, and was holding a fan in his right hand. He kept the fan with him, as if he was an otherworldly expert.

"Yes, Hall Master, disciple is here to look for Senior Brother Shu Jian, Senior Sister Shu Qin." After all, Dong Lang could be considered the head disciple of the Sword Pavilion. According to seniority, there was no need to call him Senior Brother or Senior Sister, but these words made the Hall Master feel much better towards Dong Lang.

"Mm, alright. You can go now. "In a room four miles to the east."

After Dong Lang expressed his gratitude, he rode the sword and left. It only took a few breaths to get there. There were seven or eight bamboo rooms scattered about. A girl was playing a zither in front of the house. She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the sound of the zither was melodious.

"Eh? Do you know the rhythm? " The woman seemed to have noticed Dong Lang's arrival and she stopped playing the zither. She gently pulled at her hair and smiled at Dong Lang. He smiled awkwardly.

"I don't understand. I just found it pleasant to listen to. That's why I became enthralled." Dong Lang was also very direct. Indeed, for the past five years, Dong Lang had been cultivating the [Frost Arts], and he didn't understand the slightest bit about music.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you." The woman covered her face as she laughed. Her laughter was like a silver bell that pierced deep into one's heart. Although it wasn't the appearance of a Moon-Shrouding Dirty Flower, it was still a different kind of feeling.

"You don't look very familiar. You don't belong to our 'Everlasting Pavilion'." the woman asked.

"I am a disciple of the 'Sword Pavilion', Dong Lang." Dong Lang cupped his hands and said.

"Oh, Dong Lang, we're going to the 'former water village' tomorrow, right?" The woman asked with a smile.

"Yes, Senior Sister must be Shu Qin." Dong Lang cupped his hands at her.

You are the head disciple of the four halls of the 'Sword Pavilion' and I am also the head disciple. You can just call me Shu Qin, but that brother of mine, if you think about it, I might as well call you senior brother. "" Senior brother? After he finished speaking, Shu Qin covered his face and chuckled. It was really like a ripple that rippled over, causing one to be unable to help but want to take a second look. Dong Lang had also noticed it and hurriedly stabilized his state of mind.

"Then where is Brother Shu Jian now?" Dong Lang couldn't help but ask when he saw Shu Qin.

"This is where the female disciples live. Big brother lives a bit further away. How about, we go find him together?" With that, the woman carried the zither on her back. With a wave of her hand, a small sword flew out and stepped on a sword as it flew away. Seeing that, Dong Lang followed along.

Around A stick of Incense time, they arrived at Shu Jian's residence. The two story small bamboo house was fresh and elegant, Dong Lang recalled his own small hut, it was much more simple and crude than this, and couldn't help but feel a little envious. "Big brother, little sister is here. Can you come out for a chat?" Shu Qin walked down the Flying Sword and spoke into the house. Right after he finished speaking, the door creaked open, and a person dressed in a scholar's attire walked out, with an ordinary appearance, around the age of seventeen or eighteen. After Shu Jian walked out, he looked at Dong Lang, "Hey, this is Senior Brother Dong Lang, right? Shu Jian started to call Dong Lang senior brother, which made Dong Lang a little embarrassed.

"Don't call me Senior Brother, I cultivate dao for a short period of time, how about this, I will call you Big Brother Shu Jian, you can call me Second Brother." Dong Lang immediately refused.

"Ahh, no, no, no. We still have to have etiquette, and seniority cannot be disrupted." Shu Jian waved his hand and said.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. My brother is just like that. He spends his days like a pedantic scholar, bound to those rules and regulations." Shu Qin explained while grinning.

"Come in and sit, don't stand outside." Shu Jian led them into the house. The furnishings inside the room were very simple: a table, a chair, a bed. What surprised Dong Lang the most was that the bookshelves took up half of the room. Regarding this, Shu Qin explained that Shu Jian only knew how to read all day, he was deeply afraid that others would disturb him, and he was also unwilling to prepare more chairs, because if others came and saw a place to sit, they would leave. Heh heh.

"Regarding this, Shu Jian is a little embarrassed. "Alright, when do we set off tomorrow?" Shu Jian changed the topic. "What do you think?" Shu Qin turned his face, and looked at Dong Lang.

"Ah, you guys ask me, I've never gone out to gain experience before, you guys decide." Dong Lang helplessly shook his head.

"Then let's set off in the morning. It's almost noon by the time we get to 'Front Water Village'. Maybe we'll be able to learn some clues. What do you guys think?"

"I have no objections." Shu Jian nodded.

"I have no objections either." Dong Lang agreed with him.

"Well, so be it. Then let's gather at Sword Pavilion tomorrow. " Shu Qin said.