Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, and then a possibility suddenly came to his mind.

He glanced at the surroundings calmly. This forest path was full of twists and turns. If Zhao Rong hadn't been led by Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu who were familiar with the road, he would have walked it once before.

To make both eyes black.

According to Zhao Rong's rich experience in reading certain novels in his previous life, the beautiful women the protagonist encounters usually have some small problems, and these small problems make them meet and fall in love? For example...

Ahem, this is not important. What is important is that Mr. Zhu, who is both talented and beautiful, is actually a road idiot?

Zhao Rong blinked, but he was still a little doubtful.

At this moment, after Zhu Weirui finished speaking, Zhao Rong and the brothers beside him looked at me, and I looked at you, and then they shook their heads like a rattle.

"No, no."

"Lanzhou Ferry is in the direction you just wanted to go."

"You are on the right path, but there are still some complicated roads to turn behind..."

Everyone spoke one after another.

Zhu Weirui nodded slightly and stared at them. For a moment, he didn't speak, as if he was... hesitating.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong finally felt relieved, and then he raised his eyebrows slightly.

A change of mind.

At this time, among the people beside Zhao Rong, one or two people also reacted. There was a little surprise in their eyes. They seemed to be as experienced as Zhao Rong, and they realized that the intellectual and elegant Mr. Lanhua was actually a cute and confused person.

Attribute, then this Mr. Zhu is now... embarrassed to ask for help?

However, although they were thinking quite excitedly, some hesitation appeared on their faces, and for a while, they still did not dare to take a step.

However, the next moment, someone helped them move.

Zhao Rong looked around and saw the eagerness of the people around him. He focused his gaze and did not leave in confusion. Instead, he no longer hesitated, stepped forward and stepped forward.

Behind him, the brothers who were originally hesitant looked anxious, but Zhao Rong had already walked up to Zhu Weirui and opened his mouth. Several other passers-by, seeing this scene, had no choice but to give up and left with a sigh, some of them even from time to time.

Looking back...

Zhao Rong saluted and said with a smile:

"Excuse me, are you the new gentleman to our academy, Zhu Weirui, Mr. Zhu?"

Zhu Weirui took a closer look at the smiling man in front of her, then bowed and said, "That's the little girl."

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at the mountains and forests to the left and right, and said loudly: "Mr. Zhu, I know where Lan Zhoudu is. How about I take you there."

Zhu Weirui nodded slowly, "Then I'll trouble you, Master. Master, you..."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. Look at my memory." Zhao Rong, who was about to raise his feet, patted his forehead. He laughed and shook his head, then turned around and said enthusiastically to Zhu Weirui:

"Mr. Zhu, I am Lin Wenruo. I am a disciple of Mr. Yan Jidao."

Zhao Rong had an idea that could be solved once and for all and wanted to try it.

After Zhu Weirui heard this, her clear eyes opened slightly and she looked at him carefully.

Zhao Rong paused, then turned around and asked strangely: "What's wrong with Mr. Zhu? What's the matter?"

Zhu Weirui raised her eyebrows slightly, she pursed her lips and smiled, then nodded, "It turns out it's Mr. Yan."

"Mr. Zhu is very familiar with my husband?"

Zhu Weirui thought for a while and said seriously: "I'm not very familiar with Mr. Yan, but..."

"But what?"

Zhao Rong asked casually while taking Zhu Weirui to turn left and walk into a path with flowers on the side of the road. He smiled and said: "Mr. Zhu, come with me. It will be closer if you take this path."

He was quite familiar with the road and took her back by taking a shortcut. However, he was just showing someone the way. It was not that Zhao Rong was really planning to go back to class, even though the teacher who wanted to skip the class was by his side at the moment.

"Excuse me, sir."

"It's okay, Mr. Zhu, there's no need to be polite."

This flower path shortcut was taken by Zhao Rong before Jia Tengying. There are not many pedestrians and fewer people. Although it is autumn, there are many seasonal flowers growing on both sides of the path and even in the middle of the road.

Whenever Zhu Weirui encountered a flower blocking the road, he would take the initiative to give in and avoid stepping on it. Seeing this, Zhao Rong also cheered up and became careful.

After Zhao Rong finished speaking.

Zhu Weirui tilted her head slightly, looking at his calm smile, the corners of her red lips also raised, and then she said, "...However, there is a new disciple under Mr. Yan's sect who I have been close to for a long time.

.”

Zhao Rong frowned, "Teacher's new disciple can win Mr. Zhu's favor. Who are you talking about?"

"Zhao Ziyu."

Zhu Weirui was looking sideways at the flowers and plants on the path. She didn't know what she was thinking. She smiled gently and said the name softly, "His name is Zhao Ziyu."

"Tzuyu?" Zhao Rong was confused, "So you are talking about Junior Brother Zhao."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Zhu Weirui.

The latter took a few more steps to avoid a bush of autumn chrysanthemums on the path. She seemed to be aware of Zhao Rong's gaze. She turned back and said with a smile: "What's the matter, sir, are you familiar with Zhao Ziyu?"

Zhao Rong looked hesitant, thought for a moment, and shook his head:

"I'm not very familiar with him, but I know a little bit about this Junior Brother Zhao. After all... we lived with the teacher in Taiqing Mansion for a long time before, and we often saw him, so some of the things we saw

More, hey."

He sighed slightly and paused, as if to give this woman in scholar's shirt, whose fragrance of orchids was more heart-warming than the fragrance of flowers, time to think.

Zhao Rong glanced at her sideways and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Zhu, do you really admire...ahem, have you been friends with him for a long time?"

Zhu Weirui raised her eyes and met his gaze. The clear eyes in the woman's willow-leaf eyes were unblinking.

She pursed her lips and smiled, but her tone was serious: "Well, I have seen his handwriting. Mr. Zhao must be a great man."

Zhao Rong's expression remained unchanged, and he said in his heart that it was true.

A great man, right? Got it.

His expression changed, he took a breath of cold air, stared at Zhu Weirui, and hesitated to speak.

Zhu Weirui was considerate and said, "Young Master, if you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it."

Zhao Rong nodded and opened his mouth.

"Wait, don't step on it!" Zhu Weirui suddenly said crisply.

I saw a lonely and independent Jianlan on the road in front of Zhao Rong, but Zhao Rong's feet had already been raised, and he fell down in a daze...

Zhao Rong and Zhu Weirui both stopped and stood silently.

The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit strange.

Zhao Rong's eyes widened and he looked down at the feet stepping on the flowers. No, it should be said... the feet were pierced by the flowers.

In front of his eyes, the autumn orchid that should have been trampled into the mud was still intact.

It pierced through Zhao Rong's boots and continued to bloom, swaying slightly in the wind, and its posture was elegant, just like before it was stepped on.

Zhao Rongdaqi moved his feet and found that nothing was wrong and he did not feel pain. He soon discovered that the orchid was like an illusory projection and could be passed through by other real objects at will.

"Sir, can you please take your foot away? It can't stay idle for too long, otherwise it will be bad for future growth." Zhu Weirui's voice sounded from the side, a little apologetically.

"Well, okay." Zhao Rong came to his senses and moved his feet.

Zhu Weirui walked to the wild orchid, squatted down, squinted her eyes, and examined it carefully.

Zhao Rong blinked, looked down at the woman guarding the orchid, and then looked at his own feet.

"This is turning reality into emptiness." Gui couldn't help but said: "The first seven realms of monks are Dengtian, Fuyao, Haoran, Tianzhi, Jindan, Half-step Yuanying, Yuanying, and the seventh realm with different names.

Zuo told you that the whole is a process of turning reality into virtuality, and transforming virtuality into reality."

It glanced at the Rulan woman wearing a simple Confucian shirt who was squatting on the ground, "Tsk, tsk, judging from what she did just now, this admirer of Mr. Zhao is at least a Confucian monk who is half a step into the Nascent Soul."

She is probably not even six years old, so it’s okay.”

Zhao Rong listened quietly.

Gui said excitedly: "Zhao Rong, why don't you eat her soft rice?"

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, "Do you think I am such a person?"

Sword Spirit recalled it carefully for a while, and said with certainty: "You don't have to look at it, you are what you are."

Zhao Rong was silent for a moment after hearing this. He glanced at Zhu Weirui who was about to get up. He nodded slightly and suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Zhu."

"Um?"

"I've thought about it carefully, and I decided to tell you some of the truth. I can't hide it from you, sir."

"Sir, please speak."

"Mr. Zhu, Junior Brother Zhao... likes to eat soft rice very much!"
Chapter completed!