Chen Fangya had a lively character . As once as she arrived to the bamboo house, she started shouting from downstairs: “Senior Lin, I found Lin Mumu and brought her here . ”

As expected of Chen Fangya, any communication basically relied on shouting .

“Thank you, cla.s.smate Chen . ” The man who came down from upstairs wore a real silk embroidered blue traditional type of casual s.h.i.+rt that combined both modern and ancient clothing .

He felt like a fleeting immortal that didn’t belong to the world of mortals, unconcerned with worldly affairs, and gave an especially comfortable feeling .

“Don’t mention it, I only did what I was supposed to . ” Chen Fangya’s face turned a little red, and her eyes were full of small stars and looked ready to brave any danger .

Lin Tianlang nodded politely: “Cla.s.smate Chen can go back first, ok? I still have small other matters to settle with junior sister Lin . ”

“Oh . ” Chen Fangya took a few steps back before thinking about it . Sure enough, beautiful women had different treatment! She was called cla.s.smate Chen, yet Lin Mumu was called junior sister Lin?

“Wrong, ah! I heard that Lin Tianlang may look warm on the surface but he’s actually cold to the bones . Even if everyone calls him senior, he rarely calls anyone a younger brother or sister . They all call their names . Could it be they’re familiar with each other? But it didn’t look like it . Chen Fangya struggled thinking about it for a while before returning to the dormitory .

Lin Tianlang and Lin Mumu quietly went up the stairs to a room on the second floor of the bamboo building . Lin Tianlang opened the door and signaled her to enter without uttering a word .

Lin Mumu magnanimously entered the room and took a seat .

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Lin Tianlang courteously gave her a cup of tea, and Lin Mumu didn’t refuse and silently sipped on her cup .

Among the two people, there was practically no verbal exchange, but there was some kind of unspoken tacit understanding .

The harmony was only broken when Lin Mumu’s phone rang as notification of new received text messages .

She didn’t heed Lin Tianlang and directly opened her phone to read the message .

“Xiao Mutou, what are you doing?” Without looking at the sender’s name, she knew it was Yun Ting . Also, currently, only Yun Ting had her phone number .

“Meeting a handsome guy . ”

Lin Mumu’s fingertips flew at the phone’s keyboard . She unexpectedly wanted to go back .

At that moment, Yun Ting, who was hurriedly driving towards Huadu Hotel, clicked the message open and almost dropped the phone when he saw her answer .

“Am I handsome?” Yun Ting helplessly shook his head, whether he was or not, there was too little time to accompany her . In fact, he was pretty attractive, at least Lin Mumu liked his face, but he did not have much time to accompany her .

Lin Mumu was only 18 years old, and the little girl likes wind, flower, snow and moon (language without substance, romantic moods) . He might really be unable to give her what she wanted . He wanted to, but he didn’t have the time .

However, she was the only woman he ever wanted, and he never wanted to ever let go .

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Lin Tianlang was very good at cultivation . Lin Mumu kept exchanging text messages, while he continued to boil water and make tea on the side . His movement was like moving clouds and flowing water (idiom: very natural, gentle, harmonious), and the room was so quiet the only sound that could be heard was Lin Mumu’s texts being sent or water being boiled .

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This room was supposed to be Professor Lin’s office, but since the professors were always busy, they would usually be helped out by graduate students .

Professor Lin was the head professor of the religious studies department . Unlike ordinary professors, his office’s decoration was more like that of a living room for receiving guests .

“I’ll introduce myself . Lian Tianlang, resident of Beijing, 24 years old . Coincidently, at 17 years old, I had the opportunity to be enlightened in the way of Daoism at a Daoist temple and was fortunate enough to be accepted as a disciple by the master . I heard that junior sister Lin is the only direct disciple of the master?”

Chen Fangya’s questions actually had very simple answers . Lin Tianlang was really Lin Mumu’s senior brother because they had the same master!

In modern society, a Taoist master who had true ability like Taoist priest Ling Wu was extremely rare, and he was already considered a living fossil .

Lin Tianlang’s greatest pride was being able to wors.h.i.+p Daoist priest Ling Wu as his master . He would naturally be curious about his master’s other disciples .

“Lin Mumu, 18 years old, married . ” In the same manner, Lin Mumu gave Lin Tianlang a simple self-introduction .

“Junio sister is really humorous . I’ve heard from the master you’ve just come down from the mountain . How could you be married?” Lin Tianlang laughed lightly like a spring breeze, and casually refilled Lin Mumu’s cup with tea .