She is not a good cook, but she is quite talented in making soups and is exceptionally intelligent in herbal medicine.

It's just that the person who alchemists needs to have their own Dan fire, and no matter how high her elixir talent is, it is only in vain.

Fortunately, she was not discouraged by this, ordinary herbs can also exert several times the effect of her medicine, and there are bumps and bumps during the experience competition, although it is not as useful as the elixir, but it is very convenient for the disciples who are not rich in qi cultivation and foundation building.

And most of the people in the Qi cultivation period are children who have just left home, and they are boiling medicine, cooking medicine, making soup, and asking for warmth, and they are the only ones in the slightly indifferent sect who are rich in fireworks, and she gives them a second home.

Jiang Youyan's scene is interspersed as a later memory, and it is a fragmented existence, but Jiang Youyan needs to be filmed in every scene.

She squatted in front of the medicine stove with a fan woven of banana leaves to fan the fire, and in the smoke and flames, she could vaguely see the gentle and satisfied joy on her face: she could also do something for the sect.

The newly admitted disciples of the sect, who were only five or six years old, wore pigtails, squatted on the steps of the sect, staring at the empty long steps, crying breathlessly.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Liuying held the villain in her arms, "Let's take the medicine first, change the shoes, okay?"

The child's feet had already worn out when he walked the trial ladder, but he didn't know that it hurt, he didn't understand how fascinating it was to cultivate immortals, and he didn't understand why cultivating immortals had to be cut off from the world.

All he knew was that he had left home, and his parents didn't want him anymore.

The child suddenly cried and cried, sobbing and complaining about his grievances, "Daddy and Auntie don't want babies anymore!"

It's called a baby.

Liuying's voice became more and more gentle, and she wiped his tears with a handkerchief, "The baby's father and mother don't want the baby, they will also miss the baby's ......"

"The baby should practice hard and move up quickly, so that he can take over the task of going down the mountain, and he can go to see his father. ”

"Can I really see my father?" the child immediately looked at her when he heard this, his eyes wet and his eyes were particularly burning with anticipation.

Liuying smiled lightly and replied without thinking, "Yes." ”

"Well, will it be soon? How long will it take, can it be tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Can it be ten days?" The child looked at her with teary eyes, crossed his fingers and added the number of days with a tangled face, and waited until he finished saying ten days and then looked forward to and regretted, "Ten days is so long." ”

Hotaru didn't answer him, in his cognition, ten days was a long, long time.

So how long will he have to wait before he can go down the mountain?

It's going to be a long, long time.

She gently wiped his little feet clean with water, and then applied the ointment pityingly, "I'm going to wait for you to grow up." ”

The movement of the firefly application was very light, and it didn't hurt, it was cold, and the child looked at her curiously, repeating, "Wait for me to grow up?"

"Grow up peacefully, cultivate smoothly, and then go down the mountain as you wish. ”

Hotaru bandaged his wounds, put shoes on him, and smiled softly, her starry eyes full of good hope for the future.

Ruan Li heard the sound and looked over, and Xi An couldn't help but be amazed. A tall nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flew diagonally into a few strands of black hair under the corners of the sideburns.

His eyes were slightly cold, revealing alienation, but the way he looked at him only made Xi An think of "The best son of the world, wealth and fame are always idle." This poem.

In the middle of the night, a few moonlights shined through the window, Qiyu looked at the master who was breathing steadily on his side, and finally lifted the futon lightly, put on his shoes, carefully pushed open the door and closed it gently, and walked in the direction of Yanzhu.

Youtan, who should have been sleeping on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and sighed, then closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing and fell asleep.

"You're here. "Before the seven ligus knocked on the door, the door opened automatically. Seven delusions stepped in, and the room lit up. I only saw Qian Yan sitting at the table, red-haired and white-clothed looking at him with a smile. There were two cups of tea on the table, with one hand supporting her cheeks, and the other hand carrying firewood to the red stove, the smoke lingered on the red stove, and the teacup had no heat, so she knew that she had been waiting for a while.

"Female donor, Seven Delusions implore the donor to inform the Seven Deliries about the Master. Seven bowed and bowed.

"Do you know, don't know what?" tilted his fingers and tapped on the tabletop, his white fingers shining in the candlelight.

"Master is the faith of the Seven Delusions. The seven delusions bowed again.

"Xin Yanli?" said with a chuckle.

"The master of the Seven Delusions is Master Youtan. Seven deliriums said solemnly.

"Tsk, you don't believe in Buddhism, but you believe in him. ”

I was a little stunned for a while, until the door was closed by the fat man. Sian bowed his head and followed the assistant away.

There are many sayings on the Internet about Ruan Li not filming costume dramas, one says that Ruan Li is not suitable for costume dramas, and the other says that costume dramas are too troublesome. These two statements are not very agreed, one is that they feel that Ruan Li's appearance is completely held, and the other is that they will definitely not think that Ruan Li is lazy.

Fang Cai's appearance, Ruan Li's ancient costumes are obviously much better than modern ones, and Xi An is also a little curious why he hasn't filmed costume dramas all these years.

And Ruan Li behind the door over there was also a little surprised, he had seen this girl, and it turned out that she was also an actor.

Wan Chu had already come back with two cans of coffee, and by the way, he brought a message.

Wan Chu pulled open the ring on the coffee can and winked at Ruan Li: "That one just now was your wife in the play." ”

Seeing that Ruan Li didn't react, Wan Chu's joking interest was a little less, "It's called Xi An, it's an artist under Qu Jie." ”

"Hmm. Ruan Li clicked on his mobile phone to search, but he was also a little dumbfounded.

"Huh, Miss Koi, Coin Pusher, Doll Machine God?" Wan Chu leaned over and looked at it, and was a little funny, "These titles are also ingenious." ”

"Well, rare. ”

The video is still playing, and it shows the scene where Xi An kisses the little boy.

"Huh, this little boy is very familiar, is it Xiao Qi?" Wan Chu looked at the cute little face, and the gentle and smiling face of the boy's mother.

Ruan Li nodded, and the video was also put to the end, Ruan Li turned off his phone and put it on the stage.

Wan Chu looked at Ruan Li strangely. He has never paid much attention to strangers, so he didn't say anything about the name, and he laughed a few times, and he had a good impression of other girls.

"Hey, the little girl is only 21 years old", Wan Chu looked Ruan Li up and down, "You can be her uncle." ”

Ruan Limo raised his eyes and looked at Wan Chu expressionlessly.

Wan Chu touched his nose, and then watched the makeup artist put on his makeup.

And the makeup artist listened to the conversation between the two, and his eyes were already bent.

Such a gaze is too gentle and intoxicating.

"Well, I'm going to grow up well!" the child immediately put his arms around her neck and "chirped" heavily in her face, so hard that she was overwhelmed.

This is a plot that is not in the script, because of the fall, and because of that enthusiasm, the heat on his face rose sharply, Jiang Youyan subconsciously snorted, supported the ground with one hand, and quickly stabilized the child with the other hand to prevent him from falling.

As soon as he raised his eyes to the child who was also at a loss, looking at his pure gaze, his heart suddenly softened, and he smiled, like a gentle breeze, and the child smiled immediately.

"OK, over—"