He Xiyun was a little unhappy.

The Qixian Sect is just a small sect backed by Jianxue Sect, and is far inferior to his own sect.

But under the eaves, without looking at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, she dared to offend the Qixianmen, but she did not dare to offend the Jianxue Sect behind the Qixianmen.

While He Xiyun was struggling, Chang Ming had already stepped forward.

The leading Qixian Sect disciple looked them up and down.

It was obvious that the two of them were not like ordinary villagers or wanderers from out of town. Although they were described as embarrassed and dusty, the sword in He Xiyun's hand showed her identity.

"I'm Lin Han. May I ask the names of these two Taoist friends and which master they studied under? This place is protected by Qixianmen. If you two are free, you might as well go up the mountain with us and have a cup of hot tea."

His attitude wasn't exactly enthusiastic, but it was a lot more polite than before.

He Xiyun: "Thank you, fellow Taoist. I am He Xiyun. I came from Qingbei Mountain and passed by here. I have no intention of disturbing you."

When she bowed her hands and saluted, she deliberately showed the scabbard of her sword to let the other party see the mark of the master's door, indicating that she was not lying.

The Jianxue Sect has many enemies, but Qingbeishan is not one of them.

Lin Han nodded, relaxed his guard, and took the initiative to explain a few more words.

"We went to Qingshui Village today to select disciples. We didn't greet you well. I would like to forgive you, Fellow Taoist. You may wish to go inside and sit for a while. I will talk to you two after I finish my work."

He Xiyun declined politely: "I have important matters, and I am rushing back to the master's door to report. Please forgive me for not being able to stay for a long time. I will visit you another day."

Because of the death of her senior brother, she still had a trace of anxiety in her brows. Lin Han saw it in his eyes and felt that it didn't seem like a fake.

"In that case, then..."

"Your sect chooses a disciple, do you think I am suitable?"

Chang Ming suddenly spoke, leaving Lin Han stunned.

He Xiyun explained from the side: "Taoist Brother Changming is a fellow Taoist I met on the way. He helped me save my life. I originally wanted to invite him to Qingbei Mountain as a guest."

Chang Ming: "I have been seriously injured and have lost all my skills. Even my head feels dizzy all the time and I don't know very well. I'm afraid it won't be possible to travel a long distance. I wonder if your sect has any vacancies for outside jobs?"

Lin Han looked at the group of seven or eight-year-old children waiting to be selected next to him, and then at Chang Ming. The meaning was obvious: Our Qixian Sect accepts disciples, not a nursing home.

Besides, the origin of this person is unknown, and it’s hard to say whether he is a spy or an enemy. How could Qixianmen just take this person in so casually?

"Fellow Daoist Lin, let's talk a few words and you go about your business first."

He Xiyun tugged at the corner of Chang Ming's clothes and pulled him aside.

"Brother Taoist, the Qixian Sect is backed by the Blood Sect. There are no big things, but there are also a lot of small things. Why don't you go back to Qingbei Mountain with me? The beautiful mountains and waters there will help you recover from your injuries."

Chang Ming: "I'm afraid my body won't be able to hold up there. Even if I can't enter the outer gate, I can just find a place at the foot of the mountain to rest and recuperate."

He Xiyun hesitated for a moment: "Then I..."

"When I recover, I will go to Qingbei Mountain to see you." Chang Ming gave her a reassuring smile.

He Xiyun thought of the death of his fellow disciples and couldn't say what he wanted to say to stay with him.

This person met her by chance, but he was no longer the awkward and embarrassed person he was when they first met.

Perhaps because of the gradual recovery of his memory, the frown on his brows gradually faded away over the course of two or three days, and his whole person became clearer and brighter, as bright as the moon. This smile, too—

Although practitioners should not be deceived by appearance, the most unreliable thing in the world is the appearance of flesh and blood. But if you are neither an immortal nor a Buddha, who can transcend things and keep your ordinary mind unmoved?

He Xiyun seemed to understand something and hurriedly looked away and forced a smile.

"Well, now that you've decided, I'll go help you and tell Fellow Daoist Lin that Qingbei Mountain is not a great sect, but it still has a bit of face. I'll come back to see you after I return to the master's door and report the changes here.

"

She turned back to Lin Han, took out a jade hairpin from her sleeve and handed it over.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, Fellow Taoist Changming is seriously injured and cannot travel long distances. Can you let him settle down in your sect for a while? After a while, I will come to pick him up."

"this……"

Lin Han's eyes fell on the hairpin.

He Xiyun smiled and said: "This hairpin was made by my Uncle Lingfei, who is famous for making weapons. It is not a famous weapon, but it is most suitable for women's self-defense. Fellow Daoist Lin can give it to his sweetheart or female elders, so I can give it to you."

Meeting gift."

Lin Han really couldn't move his eyes away.

To be honest, Qixianmen is not a wealthy sect.

As a non-core disciple, Lin Han has even fewer resources.

This time he came out to help select disciples, which was also a job he had finally won. He originally thought it was a fat job, but in the villages he was assigned to, all of them had mediocre families and could not offer anything good to show their respect.

Lin Han had hinted several times just now, indicating that qualified candidates would be given priority to participate in the selection and have a high chance of becoming entry-level disciples, but none of those stupid kids heard it.

On the contrary, He Xiyun became the first person to give him gifts after he came down from the mountain.

Lin Han hesitated, wanting to welcome but rejecting.

"I'm afraid something is against the rules..."

He Xiyun smiled and said: "Taoist Taoist Chang Ming is not suitable for starting from scratch at his age. If there are some odd jobs that are not too hard, you can ask him to help with it, and it will not waste the quota of your sect."

Lin Han let out a sigh of relief: "The outer kitchen still lacks a helper..."

He waved to Chang Ming to come over.

"Can you cook?"

Chang Ming: "I know a little bit."

Lin Han: "What will happen?"

Chang Ming thought for a while: "Does scrambled eggs with Chinese toon count?"

The corner of Lin Han's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, you must not have come up with this idea just because you happened to smell the aroma of the family behind them making toon scrambled eggs, right?

Changming looked sincere: "I am very smart and can learn."

Working in the kitchen doesn't require any cultivation, and it doesn't even matter whether the cooking is delicious or not, because it's not Lin Han who eats it anyway, and the most valuable seniors and fellow apprentices from the inner sect won't come to the outer sect to eat.

Lin Han touched the hairpin in his sleeve and agreed immediately.

He Xiyun was not at ease, and after saying goodbye reluctantly, he warned her again and again.

"Although the Qixian Sect has not heard of any bad deeds, they are backed by the Blood Sect. Brother Taoist, it is better to be careful and don't force yourself to do anything."

Chang Ming said: "Thank you for the hairpin. I will find a better one for you later."

He Xiyun only regarded him as being polite, but the two of them had a bond because of it, and she was satisfied.

Farewell to He Xiyun, the amnesiac became bright and officially became a handyman in the kitchen outside Qixianmen.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

For Qixianmen, taking Changming in was just an insignificant incident.

In addition to selecting new disciples to start, Qixian Sect has another major event at the moment, which is the happy event that Liu Xiaoyu, the most favored disciple under the head of the family, is marrying the daughter of the Xiao family.

The Xiao family has been a long-standing official, and in the previous generation, a genius named Xiao Zangfeng was born. Although Xiao Zangfeng is not married yet, his niece has reached the age of marriage, and there is an endless stream of people seeking marriage. In the end, she is the Qixianmen

Come out on top.

The reason is not only because Liu Xiaoyu, as the most valued direct disciple of the head of Qixian Sect, is very likely to take over the throne in the future, but also because of his extremely high talent, which is said to be rare in a hundred years. Not only can he control the town at a young age,

Pai's treasure, the seven-star lyre, once achieved breakthroughs in cultivation during the day, and his spiritual power surged, causing a celestial phenomenon of dragons and phoenixes singing in harmony.

If nothing unexpected happens, Liu Xiaoyu is very likely to lead Qixianmen on the road to rejuvenation.

Such a proud son of heaven, even if he comes from a small sect, is still proud enough, and he is a perfect match with the daughter of the Xiao family, who can also be called a talented man and a beautiful woman.

The eldest disciple who is the direct descendant of the sect is getting married soon, and dozens of new disciples have come to the mountain gate to become their disciples, making them even more happy. The Qixian Gate is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it is full of joy.

But for Chef He, who is in charge of the outer door kitchen, these things are nothing compared to having an extra helper.

Some sects of certain sizes will be divided into inner and outer sects.

The so-called outer sect is actually a candidate for the inner sect disciples, with mediocre qualifications. Classes are attended by dozens or hundreds of people together, which is not as good as the one-to-one instruction from the master of the inner sect disciples.

To put it simply, if the father does not love the mother, he does not love the mother.

Chef He has a bad temper, which is the consensus among the outer disciples.

However, there is a relative who is in charge of the inner sect, has a bad temper, and is still in charge of the chef. Regardless of what the outer sect disciples think, they have to be polite in front of him.

Chef He, who has a bad temper, can actually be kind and cheerful sometimes.

He was chatting with a steward at the inner door.

"You don't know, since Chang Ming came to my place, it has become much easier for me. When asked to chop firewood, and when asked to pick beans, I just pick beans. I don't even say a word, and I work faster with less words. I'm better than those few thieves before.

He is much better at cheating, I am going to inspect him for a while, and if he can still bear his temper, I will take him in as his apprentice, so that he will have someone to inherit the mantle!"

The steward smiled and said, "It's rare to see you praise someone so much! Is that person really that good?"

Chef He: "Isn't that right? Oh, everyone will come as soon as they say, Chang Ming, come on, come on!"

When Changming put down the firewood and walked up to him, Chef He introduced him.
To be continued...