My pure young lady

Jiang Chen stops his car in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain. At this time, he finds that there are many luxury cars. Jiang Chen thinks that it seems that someone who has received the letter from Yaji has come first.

Jiang Chen is walking on the mountain stairs, surrounded by birds and flowers, streams and clear springs. It's very pleasant and natural, and it's unforgettable.

After walking for more than half an hour, we finally came to the hillside. Xianlu academy is full of wood structure, with red tiles on it and a lot of carvings on the outside. It looks like a palace, with carved beams and painted buildings. It is magnificent. Between the green mountains, it shows the unique tranquility and safety.

At the door, however, there is a man in a blue shirt and a sword guard, which is the feeling of people in the Wulin.

Jiang Chen walked past. At this time, the two guards reached out to stop Jiang Chen: "please show me the collection letter, young Xia."

"All right." Jiang Chen then took out the elegant collection letter.

Two people open a look, busy is toward River Chen arch arch hand: "young Xia, please come in."

"Well, thank you." Jiang Chen nodded and went in.

Inside, there are two girls with long hair and long gossamer skirts. Behind them, there are cloaks: "ha ha, young Xia, do you need cloaks?"

"Why do you wear this?" Jiang Chen was stunned.

"Ha ha, you can also choose not to. After all, the ten distinguished guests who can get the letter of Yaji are certainly not simple. If you don't want others to see you, you can wear this. Of course, Mr. XuanZhen will also wear this, which won't let you see the real purpose." Said the girl.

"Oh, I see." Jiang Chen smiles“ Other people? "

"They want it all." Another girl in Green said.

"I'll have one, too." Jiang Chen said.

"OK, young Xia, please." The girl who looks sweet gives Jiang Chen a cloak, which is covered by black gauze. After wearing it, others can't see you clearly.

"Not bad." Jiang Chen nodded“ By the way, have you ever seen Mr. XuanZhen? "

"Ha ha, how can we have that blessing? We are just the staff of Xianlu Academy." The girl said with a smile.

"So." Jiang Chen nodded“ I'm going in? "

"Yes, please come in. They are all in the tea house of the Academy. It will be five o'clock in a moment. At five o'clock, Mr. XuanZhen will meet you." The girl said with a smile.

"All right." Jiang Chen nodded and walked along the bluestone road. There was also a huge censer, which was full of smoke and fragrance. When people saw it, they would forget the world and want to live here for a long time.

When they came to a hall, the other nine had arrived. Some had taken off their cloaks, some were wearing them, some were chatting, some were sitting there, but there was a cup of tea in front of them.

Jiang Chen came in with his cloak, and the others forgot to come.

"Oh, it's a boy." At this time, a middle-aged man said excitedly“ He should be the youngest here. Hey, boy, how did you get Mr. XuanZhen's letter? It took me tens of millions to get it from others. "

"Oh, sir, you are only tens of millions. I spent more than one hundred million to see Mr. XuanZhen, because I love her paintings so much that I hope I can see her painting with my own eyes."

Jiang Chen is stunned. It seems that these people spent a lot of money to get it. In this way, Liao Fengyue must have spent a lot of money to get this one for him. Jiang Chen can't help but be very grateful. Liao Fengyue is very kind to him.

Jiang Chen no bird, they find a place to sit down, picked up the cup to drink up, along the way also a little thirsty.

"Cut, no manners!" The middle-aged man who asked before hummed coldly.

Jiang Chen drinks tea and looks at the nine people. It's obvious that there isn't any other people, because you have to rely on Yaji letter to get in. You can't bring one more person in.

Five of them are in their 50s and 60s. From a perspective, they should all be antique collectors. They just come here because they love Mr. XuanZhen's paintings. Another one, who is over eighty years old and full of silver hair, looks like a great painter. Do you want to compare painting skills with Mr. XuanZhen?

Obviously, these people are worth a lot of money. It's estimated that any one they bring out is rich.

The remaining three people, there is a 20-30-year-old woman, exquisite figure, wearing a cape, although others can not see her face, Jiang Chen can see, incredibly very beautiful.

The other two men are both young people. One of them is sitting in the corner with a cold face and seems unwilling to talk to others.

The other was chatting with two middle-aged people in their 50s and 60s.

"Hey, you should have guessed that Mr. XuanZhen must be a woman. Her paintings are so fragrant. I've been working in flowers for so many years, and I've had a lot of beautiful girls, so I know that there's her body fragrance on it, but I've never smelled it. Think about it, if..."

"Young man, you are too colorful, but we have guessed that we would like to have a look!" At this time, a guy in his fifties said obscenely.

"It's time. Mr. XuanZhen will be here soon. Please sit down." At this time, a young man in grey, a white faced scholar, with a bun in his hair, came into the room.

Immediately, we heard the sound of light and steady footsteps, and immediately saw a woman wearing a snow colored skirt and a pink veil. Her face was very graceful, her body was light and graceful, and she soon sat on the front table. Behind her, there was a girl in green with braids.

"Oh? As I expected, Mr. XuanZhen is a woman Before this time that color youth excites a way.

"She is light and delicate, just like a fairy. As soon as she comes out, there is a faint fragrance of orchid in the air, and her skin is white. If I were my girlfriend, I would envy others if I took her out." A middle-aged man also excited.

At this time, other people are talking and thinking, this is simply too beautiful! Although you can't see the face, just the ethereal posture makes people think that the beauty is absolutely beautiful.

Jiang Chen tries to see the face under the cloak through perspective, but what makes him speechless is that at this critical time, perspective actually falls off the chain again!

"Hehe, are you really Mr. XuanZhen?" The young man asked in a loud voice.

"Of course." At this time, there was a sound of nature from Mr. XuanZhen's mouth, "thank you for coming all the way to talk about Taoism and for your love for my paintings. You can ask me if you have any questions." Mr. XuanZhen said with a smile.

"Mr. XuanZhen, can you take off your hat and let us have a look at your face?" Asked a busy middle-aged man.

"Yes, Mr. XuanZhen, we all dream of meeting you. In order to meet you, we have paid too much." The young man echoed.

"Yes, what's the matter with a hat?" Another said.