Qin Huai stroked the snow ball with one hand, supported his head with the other hand, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

"Dong-dong-dong-"

"Dong-dong-dong-dong-"

Waves of bells lingered in my ears, and the birds in the mountains were particularly excited by the sudden and unfamiliar bells. The snowballs also meowed "meow" and "meow", as if they were also excited about it.

Qiao Yuan's expression was full of surprise. Lan Qingjia's performance was beyond his imagination. Not only could she successfully crack the trap, but she also cracked it at an astonishing speed.

He couldn't help but marvel, "This Miss Lan is so amazing!"

Can she successfully pass the level? Qiao Yuan's heartstrings tightened slightly, and a trace of expectation rose in his heart.

Time passes minute by minute, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, an hour...

Qiao Yuan's original expectations were gradually extinguished, and his mood gradually returned to calm.

He let out a long sigh and said, "It seems that my subordinates overestimated her. How could she, a boudoir woman, break through the trap set up by her master?"

But it seemed that just to slap him in the face, as soon as he finished speaking, the melodious bell rang again: "Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-"

Qiao Yuan: "..."

For a moment, his expression froze, and he didn't know what expression he should put on.

Qin Huai opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm and indifferent as usual, but they seemed a little different.

Lan Qingjia pushed open the last door, her back straight, her steps calm, and a light smile on her face.

However, the bright light in her eyes exposed her true inner emotions, and the lightness of her feet also showed her joy.

Qiao Yuan put on his mask and stood in front of the house. He quickly glanced at Lan Qingjia and said in a respectful tone, "Congratulations to Miss for successfully passing the customs. Our Pavilion Master is in the back room, please."

Lan Qingjia nodded slightly and stepped in.

The house is spacious and bright, and the fragrance is floating in the incense burner, which is fragrant and pleasant.

On one side of the room was a huge screen, with blurry shadows. Lan Qingjia saw the figure sitting inside, and before she could speak, she heard a long meow.

"Meow--"

Lan Qing paused, why is this cat meow so familiar? Or is it the same sound that all cats meow?

After being stunned for a moment, Lan Qingjia came to her senses and saluted respectfully towards the screen.

"Lan Qingjia, a folk girl, has met Mr. Xuanji!"

A faint voice came from behind the screen, "No need to be polite, please sit down."

Lan Qingjia didn't refuse and sat down generously.

"What do you want?"

So direct? Lan Qingjia gently clenched her fists. After the initial excitement, only a faint layer of nervousness settled in her heart.

The words were rolling on the tip of her tongue, but she finally spoke calmly, "A folk girl wants to become a disciple of a man, but she doesn't know if he is willing. Please help me."

"Who do you want to be your teacher?"

Since he is so direct, there is no need for him to do anything imaginary.

If you have something to say, say it directly, whether it works or not, it doesn't matter.

Lan Qingjia stared at him steadily and uttered one word, "You."

The screen was completely silent for a few moments. After a while, Qin Huai's voice came out again, "Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Lan Qingjia said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's because I admire your talent."

Qin Huai said calmly, "I don't accept disciples."

Lan Qingjia rolled her eyes in her heart, "Who are you kidding? Why did Mu Jihe become your disciple in your previous life if you didn't accept him as a disciple?"

She cursed in her heart, but she looked sincere on her face, "I am willing to set this precedent for you."

"There are differences between men and women, so it is inconvenient for master and apprentice to teach each other."

Lan Qingjia's expression remained unchanged, "One day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father. How can a father and daughter care about the differences between men and women?"

Qin Huai:......

"If you don't mind, I can accept you as my father."

Qin Huai: "...No need."

He minds.

Lan Qingjia breathed a sigh of relief, "I also think it is more appropriate to become a disciple."

After saying that, she stood up very quickly, knelt down towards him, and bowed respectfully, "Disciple, pay homage to master!"

Qin Huai:......

He didn't seem to agree. This guy is too good at climbing along the pole.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he said calmly: "This matter needs to be discussed further."

Lan Qingjia raised her head and called out tentatively, "What, dad?"

Qin Huai:......

Qiao Yuan: "Pfft——"

Forgive him, he is really feeling a little uncomfortable holding back.

Qin Huai cast a faint gaze in his direction. Even through the screen, Qiao Yuan still felt the chill. He immediately calmed down and returned to his expressionless expression.

Lan Qingjia had no sense of moral integrity, "Daddy, please..."

Qin Huai interrupted, "Let's call you Master."

"Okay, Master!"

Her voice was crisp, but to Qin Huai's ears it sounded a little distressed.

He sighed softly and began to reflect, was the mechanism of Xuanji Pavilion too simple? It was time to improve the mechanism.

She quickly entered the role, "Master, when will you teach your apprentice?"

Qin Huai's voice became cold again, "I will go find you then."

"Okay!"

When Lan Qingjia left, her steps were jumping with joy, and the corners of her mouth were almost cleft behind her ears.

She was so happy for the first time since her rebirth.

This big battle was really hard to fight, so the joy and joy after victory became even more intense.

I defeated Fu Wenqian, successfully passed the level, and successfully became a disciple. Everything today went surprisingly smoothly.

This made her realize that as long as she worked hard enough, she actually had the ability to change the events of her past life. This knowledge was like a shot in the arm, her confidence doubled, and she felt a sense of comfort and joy.

While she was giggling without restraint, Leng Buding remembered another thing - the snow ball has not been found yet!

Lan Qingjia immediately turned back and said anxiously, "Master, I have something else to ask of you."

Qin Huai's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly and he almost lost his balance.

He frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

Lan Qingjia looked sincere, "My disciple's cat is missing. Could you please ask Master to send someone to look for it? It is all white and very cute. Its name is Snow Tuan."

"Meow--"

When Xue Tuan heard his name, he jumped from the table to the ground, walked out from behind the screen with elegant steps, walked towards Lan Qingjia's feet, and rubbed her feet like a baby.

"Meow--"

Lan Qingjia's eyes widened with surprise on her face, "Ah, this, this is the cat that my disciple lost!"

As she said that, she leaned over and picked it up, looking happy to have found it.

Qin Huai:......

After a moment of silence, a voice came from the screen, coldly, "It's just an ugly and fat wild cat, how cute is it?"

Xue Tuan protested dissatisfiedly, "Meow-"

Lan Qingjia looked at the noble and elegant snow ball in her arms, and she really didn't know how it was related to the "ugly and fat wild cat", and she also had deep doubts about his taste.

The cup was placed on the table without hesitation, making a crisp sound, and Qin Huai's voice became a little colder.

"Take it away and don't let it appear in front of me again."

Like the new and hate the old, abandon the old master, it is a heartless thing, don't forget it.
Chapter completed!