Please, I Really Didn’t Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

Frostyuan Festival is coming.

This is the biggest festival of the year in the mortal world.

From the royal family to the common people, on this day, they all worship their ancestors, ask God for blessings, and hold ceremonies to exorcise evil spirits and to celebrate the harvest.

Every house is decorated with lanterns and colorful, and various entertainments are colorful. fei⒮⒣⒜⒩⒵⒲.⒞⒪m ()

For Xiuxian Sect, this festival is also very important.

Cultivation has no time, day and night follow.

Practitioners often have to practice asceticism for several years or even decades, and this festival is one of the few concepts they have about time.

Every Shuangyuan Festival is the end of the year.

Summarizing the harvest of the year and setting the cultivation plan for the next year is also an indispensable lesson for the disciples.

Now that there is still half a month before the festival, the disciples of Youluo Temple can no longer hold back.

On the huge and empty dojo, there are a few cute little snowmen, and the blue bricks that go to Sendai have been painted.

Red, and red spikes were hung on the cornices of the house... The atmosphere of the festival is getting stronger and stronger.

And Li Ran was in the study at this time, holding a brush in his hand, and staring at the red paper in front of him.

Aqin asked curiously, "Sir, what are you doing?"

Li Ran said: "Isn't this a festival? I'm going to write a couplet and hang it."

In his opinion, this Shuangyuan Festival is very similar to the Spring Festival Jane of the previous 097th century, which makes him feel

Years of feeling. So I decided to write a Spring Festival couplet to add to the fun.

"New Year? Couplets?"

Aqin doesn't understand

But what is certain is that Lord Saint Son is about to write.

"Then let me help you study ink."

Ah Qin walked to his side, picked up the ink stick and gently ground it

Li Ran glanced at her slightly open neckline, and she felt dizzy when shaken.

"I've been a little dizzy lately..."

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, splashed ink, and wrote a couplet.

"very good!"

Li Ran took a closer look and dropped the pen in satisfaction.

Aqin looked over curiously, and said in his mouth: "A good man's steel gun is tightly gripped on both sides of a female hero.

strike?" "It's so well written! It looks very imposing, but I didn't expect you to be a poet!"

She gave a thumbs-up, mixed praise.

Li Ran stroked the non-existent beard, shook his head and said, "Of course, I am called Haoshi.

The first wet person, this is just casual writing. "

He picked up the couplet and walked out of the room, sticking it on both sides in front of the door.

Taking two steps back, holding (achf) arms and looking at it

"Perfect! Isn't the taste of the new year coming?" Li Ran was amazed at his talent.

At this moment, a familiar cry rang in his ear.

"Sir, I'm coming!" said please

Li Ran's brows jumped wildly

Lu Xinran rushed in front of him like a whirlwind.

I saw she was wearing a red dress, red hair accessories, and even her shoes were red, look.

To be extra festive. "Lord Holy Son, long time no see." She greeted with a smile

Li Ran rubbed his eyebrows, "Can you change your opening remarks?

Lu Xinran smiled and took out an exquisite small box from behind

"Lord Holy Son, Happy Shuangyuan Festival, this is the gift I prepared for you!"

Li Ran was stunned, "There are still a few days left, this festival is a bit early..."

He reached for it and opened the box. fei⒮⒣⒜⒩⒵⒲.⒞⒪m ()

I saw a lot of small pink paper cranes flying out of it, like spirits flying in the air, with a

Light fragrance. There is a portrait of Li Ran at the bottom of the box. Although the painting is not very similar, it can be seen that her use

Lu Xinran was a little embarrassed and said: "I originally wanted the paper cranes to form a pattern in the air, but I

The cultivation base is too shallow, and the spells drawn are not enough to achieve this step..." Then she added: "But Lord Holy Son, don't worry, next year's Shuangyuan Festival, I will definitely account for it.

They form a pattern!" Li Ran was silent.

There are hundreds of paper cranes here, and each of them has to describe a spell alone. The amount of engineering is simply super flat.

Imagine the realm of Deer Xinran, if you don't draw a few spirits, it will dry up.

This gift, I am afraid she has already started to prepare it a few months ago.

Although she is usually annoying, I have to say that she really cares about Li Ran.

Li Ran sighed, reached out and rubbed her head, "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much.

Deer was petrified with pleasure.

This is the first time that the Son has such intimate gestures with her!

Her face was flushed, her breathing was short, and her big eyes were shining.

"Lord Saint, Saint Son touched me?" she murmured in disbelief.

Li Ran corrected: "I touched your head."

"Not only touching me, but also saying that you like me?"

"I like the gift you gave... Can we tell you the whole story?"

Li Ran's face is black

Wire.

This is too easy to misunderstand.

Lu Xinran didn't listen at all, turned around and ran away with a blushing face, cheering "Saint Son!

People say he likes me!" Li Ran: convex (dish)

Just when he was thinking about killing someone to kill, a breeze blew past behind him.

Li Ran turned around and saw Leng Wuyan floating down.

He cupped his hands and said, "The disciple has seen the master."

Leng Wuyan nodded, "No gift."

In the sect, the two still have to maintain the relationship between master and apprentice.

Seeing the couplet on the door, she said strangely: "Ran'er, why do you stick the words on the door?

This word, uh...why do you always think where is it?"

"Cough cough." Li Ran cleared his throat, "This is called sticking Spring Festival couplets, it's a custom in my hometown, it wards off evil spirits.

The meaning of eliminating disasters and welcoming good fortune. Isn't this the Shuangyuan Festival soon, the disciples will post it"

Leng Wuyan laughed and said: "You are a dignified practitioner, yet you still believe in this kind of thing?" Li Ran scratched his head, "It's just to be auspicious, and the red and bright stickers are also more festive.

Atmosphere. "

"Well, it makes sense." Leng Wuyan nodded, "Go back and put a pair on the door of this palace."

"No problem." Li Ran responded. fei⒮⒣⒜⒩⒵⒲.⒞⒪m ()

"By the way," Leng Wuyan said casually, "Do you have any plans for the day of the Shuangyuan Festival?"

Li Ran shook his head, "Not yet."

"I heard that there will be various entertainment performances in Howling City that day, of course, this seat is not interested, but

Yes……"

"Disciple is interested." Li Ran looked at her with a smile.

He looked at no one to his left and right, and leaned into Leng Wuyan's ear, "This disciple wants to meet the master in the city,

I don't know if the master will appreciate his face?"

The hot air sprayed the leaves on her earlobe, making her blush and heartbeat. "Since you want to go so much, then, this seat will reluctantly agree to it." Leng Wuyan glanced away.

Li Ran squeezed her little hand quietly, "Master is the best."

Leng Wuyan looked around nervously and glared at him, "Rebel..."

Then he turned around and flew away.