"You want to piss your brother off to death." Ren Buzai finally opened his eyes, and burst out laughing when he thought of Dong Xi's look. "No, you pissed my brother off to death." Dong Lian pouted and smiled, took out a cloth bag from her arms and put it on the table, shaking her naughty head back and forth, obviously very proud. "You are so happy to bully your brother." Dong Lian didn't understand what he meant, "Yes." "You didn't tell the masters of the sect, right?" "Of course not, a master is a master, why add a sect, so unfamiliar." "Please apologize to my senior brother for me later, okay?" Ren Buzai still felt a little sorry in his heart. "Are you a man?" "No. Look at me, a weak woman, don't you help me?" Ren Buzai deliberately imitated a woman's posture, and said coquettishly. "Oh, I'm going to vomit." Dong Lian pretended to vomit and said, "My brother is outside in the tree, go by yourself." Ren Buzai seemed to remember something, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Sister Dong." "Hmm?" Dong Lian also lowered her voice. "Do me another favor." "No money, no deal." Dong Lian turned around and pretended to leave. "No, no, no, help me get some paper and pen. Deliver a message." Ren Bu Zai was almost flattering. "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!" Dong Lian said loudly and ran out. Ren Bu Zai didn't know if she heard it or not, so he got up and changed into his original tattered clothes. The blue and white clothes were almost washed into snow-white clothes. The blood stains were gone, and the holes were well patched. It looked like a patched new clothes. Ren Bu Zai murmured to himself: "If anyone marries such a good girl, just be happy! Hmm, a light fragrance, not the vanilla fragrance of the past." Dong Lian was rushing back to the room, but was stopped by Dong Xi. "What?" "What did Ren Bu Zai tell you to do?" "Why should I tell you." Dong Lian's eyes were sharp, as if sparks were about to fly. "I just care about you." "Oh! Who do you think Zai Ge is? Do you think he will harm me?" "No." "You have been together for three years, but you don't understand him as well as I do." "That's not what I meant." "That's not what I meant, what does that mean?" Dong Lian seemed to remember something, and leaned close to Dong Xi's ear and whispered, "You like me, right?" It was like a claw scratching his heart, and like a fragrance entering his stomach. Dong Xi has practiced martial arts for many years and has extraordinary concentration. The fragrance brushed over his ears, and he retreated far away. His face was red, and he didn't know what to do. Dong Lian smiled like a cat playing with a mouse and said, "A grown man dare not say that he likes me. Besides, my father adopted me just to give you in the future..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dong Xi: "No, no matter who you want to be with, we will not object to you. As your brother, I just want to care about you in a normal way." After that, he ran away and said, "I'll go see how Zai Ge is doing." Dong Lian heard the voice and snorted and laughed, "Just let me pass a message, see how anxious you are." After that, Dong Xi had disappeared. "Go get some paper and pen."...Ren Zai Bu folded the letter and handed it to Dong Lian. Dong Lian took it and tilted his head and smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I will see what's written?" Ren Zai Bu said, "It's nothing shameful." Dong Lian smiled with his eyes wide open, "If it was shameful, they would not have asked me to deliver it, but my brother, right?" Ren Zai Bu grinned, "I don't have anything shameful." Hearing this, Dong Lian smiled cunningly and said, "Then why didn't you call me when you asked my brother to deliver the message several times? Are you hiding something from me and Junior Sister Gongsun?" Ren Zai Bu was really troubled and sighed in his heart, "I really shouldn't have asked this silly sister to help." But he still smiled on his face and said, "Let's not talk about this. Go and prepare another jar of Ten-Li Incense." Before he finished speaking, Dong Lian cried out, "Ten-Li Incense costs at least dozens of taels a jar. It is used by Master and others to entertain guests!" "Just listen to me!" Ren Zai Bu quickly covered Dong Lian's shouting mouth and whispered, "My friend is very rich. He wrote in the letter that he would give you a hundred taels, and he would not give you less." "Really?" Dong Lian's eyes were shining. "Really." "What if your friend doesn't have money or won't give it? That won't work, then you have to write a note saying that he owes me one hundred taels."... Ren Buzai really couldn't stand this girl. After writing the note, he added: "You know there is a dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain?" "Yes." Dong Lian was in a good mood now, but not because of the one hundred taels of silver. "Put the ten-mile incense in the dilapidated temple, open the seal, put the letter under the wine jar, hide far away, and wait for that guy to leave before going. He will definitely leave the silver. My friend is not short of money." Dong Lian was half-believing and half-doubting, but finally said slowly: "Okay." Then he left with the letter. He went straight to the sect's storehouse and sneaked in when no one was around. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find it. He had no choice but to pick up a jar of wine and leave, muttering as he walked: "It's all wine, no problem. Drunkards don't care about the quality of the wine." Don't think Dong Lian is a good girl in the sect. She is very smart. She knows everything about the front and back of the mountain, the left kitchen and the right room. She knows where there are secret exits or secret passages. Dong Lian started to think after she left the mountain gate: "Living in a dilapidated temple, and still rich? Brother Zai Bu never lied to me. But, but." She became a little curious, wondering what kind of person Ren Zai Bu's friend was. Qingfeng Mountain is not high, but it is a Feng Shui treasure land with lush trees, fragrant flowers and plants, and insects, snakes, birds and animals are also thriving. There is a stream on the top of the mountain, flowing down the mountain, gurgling. The trees around it are tall and dense, so even if the sun is scorching, it only casts a playful shadow on the spring, flashing and jumping happily on the leaves, green grass, flowing water and bluestone. There are two roads in Qingfeng Mountain, one is a wide bluestone road that is wide enough for carriages to travel. Although the sun there is a little brighter, it does not bring the scorching heat and stuffiness unique to summer. The tall treetops leave trembling marks on the bluestone slabs, gently swaying their bodies and playing with the birds in the forest. In summer, this becomes the favorite activity place for the Qingfeng Sword Sect, from the head to the cook, to rest after a break.