MTL - It’s Not Easy Being a Master-Chapter 80 Fanwaiyi Mid-Autumn Festival

The festival of Xiuxianjie is actually almost the same as the world.

For example, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

One should be a happy and happy holiday for the family.

However, Shen Zhixian was tired of seeing Qing Yunzong's Mid-Autumn Festival activities for several years, and he didn't want to face the devil's flurry dance. He pondered for a while and decided to go to the world this year to find some fun.

So while Shen Jinxian didn't notice, leaving a note, she went to the world by herself silently.

There was only a few words on the note, which was very concise, Yan Jin glanced slightly, frowned slightly, and then sighed helplessly.

See you again and run away.

This time there are no clues left. No technique or contract is allowed.

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It must be said that when the festivals in the world are always more lively than the cultivation of the immortal world, the immortals are obsessed with cultivation and play, which is far less tricky than ordinary people.

Yan Jin was walking on the bustling street. People were full of smiles and joys around him. Only he looked calm, as if he were a foreigner, and couldn't fit into this cheerful and lively atmosphere.

This scene, he used to be very strange.

Although Yan Jin was born in the world, the world he touched on as a child was humble and pale. Xiao Yanjin always avoids such festivals and hustle and bustle.

It wasn't until later that he met Shen Zhixian that his life gradually gained light and color.

As for Shen Zhixian, he was the most active when he was a teenager. After his heart trouble, he began to prefer quietness for various reasons. Now he has been with Yan Jin for a long time and everything has gone smoothly. His youth spirit seems to be back again. some.

Various sounds passed by Yan Jin's ears. Yan Jin turned a deaf ear and looked around calmly. After a moment, he saw a place that was very lively. After a while, he walked decisively towards the other side.

Shen Zhixian prefers mountains and rivers, and the place he chooses is beside the mountains. Yan Jin followed the agreement and could not use the technique to walk through the crowd with difficulty.

The stars in the sky and the lights on the earth are reflected on the water. There are a few light boats floating between the paintings, and the whole river is full.

What's in these paintings, Shen Zhixian has shown him a long time ago, but it was lively tonight ... It doesn't seem to be these paintings.

"it is good!"

"Great!"

"Amazing color!"

I don't know who was exclaiming with excitement beside him, Yan Jin looked at a leaf boat that was particularly prominent in the middle of the river, and the person on the boat, took a breath, and felt that the blue tendons on the forehead were very happy.

There was only one person sitting on the leaf boat, half-haired, with half a jade mask on his face, showing only the delicate chin. He was wearing a plain white blouse, loosely wearing a scarlet robe, and the belt was not fastened. He just sat in a boat in a loose manner, brazenly supporting one long leg, and the other long leg was hidden. A few cases.

His light boat just landed in front of the two paintings. On the paintings and on the shore, many young boys and brothers felt itchy when he saw half of his face. He talked with him from afar, and there was a daring girl who took off the silk flowers on his head. , Covered his lips and laughed and threw at him.

It was just that the silk flower was too light, and a gust of wind blew past it.

The Red Man turned a deaf ear to the surrounding excitement, and no matter what other people were talking to him, propped his hand on his side, leaned back slightly, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

His eyes were focused as if he were looking at another great treasure.

Even the people around him couldn't help but follow his gaze and look at the bright moon.

When the crowd couldn't help looking at the moon, the red man looked back again, chuckling a little chuckle on his lips, reaching for the jade pendant on the case, and playing lazily.

On the small case table, there was a bottle of sake, two bottles of wine, a small dish of peanut rice, and another jade tincture. The man in red tossed and tossed the jade 箸 steadily, and then steadily cleared his throat, cleared his throat, and banged on the jade, making a sound of Qing Yue.

He knocked a few times in a row, slowly, half-eyed, and opened his lips to sing: "Xiao Lingzun sees the jade flute before, the silver lamp is too enchanting, who can hate when drunk in the song, and the wine is over ... "

He may have been drinking, his voice is lazy and casual, with a little bit of drunkenness, the tone is not so clear, like a whole body of white, only a little red feather with sharp points, scratching Everyone's ears.

Obsessive.

"Spring is quiet, night is full, Biyuntian is a total of Chu Gongyao. Dream souls are used to being without custody, and they cross Yang Xieqiao Xieqiao ..."

The last word was bitten lightly, and seemed to sigh. The man in red threw down the jade cock, held up the wine, and drank it up.

Drinking too fast, a few drops of wine spilled from the corners of his lips, and slid down his chin to his neck, leaving only light water marks.

When he just sang the cup and sang, they attracted everyone's attention again. At this time, everyone saw him in a state of posture and exclaimed.

Yan Jin froze and walked to the shore.

It happened that a tourist came ashore and returned the rented boat. The owner of the light boat was holding the rope, counting the copper coins with great joy, and suddenly he was in front of him, and someone stood in front of him, pulling the rope tied to the light boat indiscriminately. come out.

"Ah, hey, this boat is no longer chartering! I should go back—" The owner of the boat didn't say anything, but felt that his hand sank, and a big ingot made him smile immediately, "Oh, guests please, guests Please, need me ... "

He carried the big ingot into his arms, and when he looked up, he saw that his boat was far away from him--the erect Xuanyi man was rowing the boat, and hurried to the middle of the river.

"... Can you row the boat for you?" The owner of the boat was stunned, and after scratching the sentence subconsciously, scratched his head. "I don't seem to need it ..."

It happened very suddenly.

According to the hindsight of the people present, it was such a scene.

"I didn't know where the boat came from, the man in black was fierce, and he quickly rowed the boat and leaned forward, only jumping slightly, he jumped onto the small boat in which the beautiful woman was sitting."

The brother-in-law, who had missed the beauty, filled with indignation and gestured, "He then rowed the boat, and the oars almost shook out of the phantom! He was like this, even people took the boat! They were snatched! Everyone! Too late to stop! I'm so angry! "

Of course, this is all for the future, not to mention. At the moment, it was Yan Jin who was shaking his oar with a cold face, avoiding the painting, and rowed away all the way.

Shen Zhixian was overwhelmed, and smiled forward and backward. The mask didn't know where it had been dropped for a long time, and his eyes almost burst into tears: "Ajin, slow down ... this is the Mid-Autumn Festival, not a dragon boat ..."

This boat is absolutely dead, I'm afraid it's not to stun a crowd of people!

Yan Jin pursed her lips tightly, paddling all the way to a sparsely populated place, and then slowly moved down. She set aside the oars and turned her head to look at the man in red with a messy smile: "Master should Fortunately, the rules for not using the technique are set in advance. "

He paused slightly and continued: "... otherwise Master may not laugh now."

Shen Zhixian found that the silence was terrible all around, as if there were only them. He noticed that it wasn't good, and smiled slightly. With his wrists raised, Yan Jin said, "Master must follow the rules."

Shen Zhixuan dispersed the newly gathered spiritual power again, looking away, looking at the river reflecting the stars, while Yan Jin wasn't paying attention, she got up and jumped into the water.

However, Yan Jin's response was also very quick. As soon as her hand was stretched out, she caught Shen Zhixuan's ankle.

With this buckle, Yan Jin discovered that the person was not wearing shoes and socks, and the delicate skin was slightly cold in the night breeze, holding it like holding a piece of Yingrun gel. With a little force, he pulled people back and buckled them into his arms.

Shen Zhixian struggled for a while, without struggling, he frowned, immediately begging for mercy: "I was wrong, A Jin, I was wrong ... pass me this time ..."

This small boat is not small, it can also bear the appearance of two or three people, and it also has a small canopy. Yan Jin clasped herself into the canopy, and the light fell as soon as the curtain fell.

Shen Zhixian could only hear Yan Jin's voice muffled, and it rang in his ear: "It's late. Master wants to act as a book, and as an apprentice ... it should always be with you."

Yan Jin has always been known as a master today, and Shen Zhixian laughed and scolded him as a traitor, only innocently pretending to be stupid: "What words do you play? Why don't I know?"

"It's probably ..." A hot kiss came down, Yan Jin's words filled with smiles, "The street bully grabbed the book of the weak and innocent little beauty by force."

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The author has something to say: Shen: Hey! I am at home, what about the big, super-behaved, super-honest, and super-simple Yan Xiaojin? !! It was sei who broke him! !! !!

Ah, happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

It ’s not that I ’m late, it ’s because the cubs are sometimes lagging, and they are indeed still passing the Mid-Autumn Festival! (Attempt to quibble)

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"Xiao Lingzun sees Yuxiao before ..." Cited from Yan Jidao.

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