"Hey, what's the big deal with me? It turned out to be the size of a sesame seed, but it scared me. The sake lee slapped his thigh and said, "It's okay...... We'll eat meat here, and we'll give your brother soup then. ”

"We eat meat, and the given brother drinks soup?"

"Yes, this soup is a treasure, it is much more expensive than venison gold, and your brother has drunk this soup, it will work!" replied the beard.

"Really, then I'll get the given brother to drink it right away. Yan Ling burst into tears and laughed, happily got up, and went to the offering to get the pottery bowl that had scooped up the water.

Sake lees face took the pottery bowl, scooped most of the bowl of deer soup in the hanging pot, and walked cautiously in front of Wenji.

Luo Xu and Yan Ling followed, slowly helping Wen Ji up.

Sake lees face pinched Wenki's mouth open with one hand and poured steaming deer soup into his mouth with the other.

Yan Ling suddenly became anxious on the side, and said in a panic: "Scalding...... Grandpa, you want to burn my brother to death, ** blow, cold and cold. ”

"Zifei soup, how hot is the soup?" said the lees face as he poured the soup.

"What a mess!" The hot soup poured into Wen Ji's mouth, as if it was burning in Yan Ling's heart, and she split her hand to grab the pottery bowl.

"Don't take it, don't take it! Look at it...... Drink it up, drink it up. The sake lees face raised the pottery bowl and made a bright appearance to Yan Ling.

Seeing this, Yan Ling hurriedly came to watch Wenji, but he still didn't move, so he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and reproached: "What about this soup baby, why didn't my brother react at all after drinking it?"

"You stupid girl, where can you take medicine and get sick immediately? Even if you eat a piece of venison, you have to have a kung fu to swallow it in your stomach. The sake lee face laughed jokingly, "Okay! This leftover deer soup can also be managed tomorrow and one day, and you have to feed him three times, don't be sloppy." We're going to sleep, and tomorrow we're going to get up early and go hunting in the mountains. ”

The rosacea face said, stretch a lazy waist, yawn, go to the mountain god to confess, and sleep in clothes.

But he grabbed a piece of venison, put it in his mouth, and lay down in the corner next to the temple gate, and after chewing for a while, he thundered and fell asleep.

Seeing this scene, Yan Ling felt a lot more relaxed. She said secretly: With these two big guys accompanied, the beasts and ghosts are coming, and they can resist for a while, even if the nine days are coming, I am not afraid......

Yan Ling half-snuggled and half-hugged Wenji, thinking wildly for a while, becoming sleepy, and falling asleep with his eyes open and closed for a while.

The next day, the weather was clear and cloudless.

Yan Ling got up early, went to the temple to wash his face, rinsed his mouth, wiped Wenji's face again, and then anxiously made a bowl full of deer soup to feed him.

Yan Ling carefully pinched Wen Ji's lips and fed two mouthfuls of deer soup, but Wen Ji's teeth were tightly closed, and the deer soup was all spilled.

Just when she was depressed, the rosacea suddenly turned over from under the confession and stopped: "Little girl, come slowly...... Feed like you, but don't spill all the deer soup? I've spent a lot of effort on this, and I can't waste a drop! If I spill it again, your precious brother won't be able to drink it. ”

"What should I do then? Brother Dingzhi's teeth are clenched, I can't pry his teeth open to feed, right? Yan Ling handed out the pottery bowl.

"No, no...... The old man will have to hunt when the time comes, you can't delay the time, you have to think of a way for yourself, you can't spill it after all. As he spoke, he packed up his hunting equipment and prepared to leave the mountain temple.

Yan Ling begged: "Where can I think of a way! Didn't the old man feed it last night? Old man, you can do another favor." ”

"You girl: If the two grandfathers are not here, you won't be able to feed this deer soup?

"Cut! Don't help pull it down. Yan Ling pouted.

"Little girl: I will help you think of an idea. At this time, the beard had also gotten up and dressed, put a leather jacket on his shoulder, and leaned over to say.

Yan Lingwen said with joy: "Grandpa, what do you have in mind?"

"Look at it!" said the beard, and walked straight to the rosacea, grabbed his ears with both hands, put his mouth to his mouth, and suddenly "poofed", kissed him, and said, "That's it! ”

"Grandpa, you, you...... You, you!" Yan Lingjiao's face turned red to the base of her neck, and she seemed to be on fire all over her body, twisting her posture like a fried twist.

"Bah, bah, bah......" Rosacea wiped his mouth, spitting, and said with a disgusting look, "You damn Ah Jing, you actually came up with such a bad idea!"

"Oh ha...... "Oh hahaha" laughed heartily, picked up the iron fork, held his head high, and walked towards the door, while turning around and saying loudly, "Little girl, don't say that the master didn't give you an idea, the master patrols it......!"

Yan Ling puffed out his mouth angrily, stared, and was stunned.

The rosacea came up and said, "Little girl: This soup is expensive, don't waste it, if it is wasted, your precious brother may not wake up." You have to think of a way for yourself, grandpa is gone, let's go, let's go......"

As soon as the words fell, the rosacea lifted the iron fork, took a big stride, and walked out of the mountain temple.

Yan Ling was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses.

Thinking of the act of kissing her cheeks just now, her whole body seemed to be on a hot fire, burning from the soles of her feet to her cheeks, she ran out of the temple gate, and there was no trace of the two of them, so she squatted on the edge of the pool next to the mountain temple, and washed her face desperately, the more she washed her face, the more she had a fever, so it was not difficult to feel sorry.

After a long time, Yan Ling gradually regained his composure and stepped back into the temple.

Seeing that Wenji was still unconscious, she was distressed and helpless, and she was tender, so she gently grabbed Wenji's right hand and put it on her cheek, rubbing it back and forth, thinking about countermeasures.

Suddenly, Yan Ling's heart was shocked, and she put Wen Ji's right hand on her cheek and didn't move, it turned out that she felt Wen Ji's palm full of warmth, but it was as cold as ice before.

"Brother Dingzhi's hands warmed up, this deer soup really worked, just ate one bowl and it was so magical. Yan Ling was overjoyed and said, "The old man said: This soup needs to be fed three times, and I will quickly feed the soup to my brother." ”

Yan Ling thought to herself, and hurriedly picked up the bowl full of deer soup and brought it to Wen Ji's mouth, but suddenly stopped in the air again.

"This ...... This can't be fed, and it wastes deer soup. Yan Ling's ears rang with bearded words, and he couldn't help but be scarlet and shy, "But...... How embarrassing it is to feed the soup with your mouth...... Can...... But if you don't kiss your mouth, Brother Dingzhi can't drink this soup, what should I do......? Kiss...... Kiss the mouth, kiss the mouth, wipe it! As long as you can save the brother, what is there to be ashamed of. ”

Yan Ling is simple and straightforward, and the other loves Wenji deeply, so he made up his mind.

She peeked secretly outside the temple gate, as if she was afraid of being discovered, and then took a small sip of deer soup, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

When the lips touched the lips, Yan Ling trembled, as if an electric shock was made, and then closed his eyes, just like the white lily in the wind and rain, trembling slightly, a sweet and soft feeling that he had never had in his life swept the whole body, as if at this time in the colorful clouds, one time up, one time down, fluttering, the scenery is infinite.

Every time her lips touch her lips, Yan Ling can feel a sweet and greasy taste, which makes people soft and weak, and fluttering.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, Yan Ling carefully fed the full bowl of pottery deer soup, **, and his face was full of red glow.

Fortunately, although Wenji swallowed the deer soup between his teeth, he was still unconscious, and he didn't seem to know what was happening.

Yan Ling snuggled gently beside Wenji, her ten fingers clasped together, staring at the temple gate leisurely, as if reminiscing about the sweet scene of Shicai, and as if looking forward to the return of the wise girl.

******

After leaving the Jingshan Ancestral Temple, the wise girl rushed all the way to the eastern mountain range.

Fifty or sixty miles away, the mountains are broken, the valleys are crossed, and the villages in the valleys are faintly visible.

It happened that it was getting late at this time, so the wise girl hurried down the mountain.

She originally wanted to travel overnight, but at the end of the month, the sun set and it was dark, and the other was afraid that she would take the wrong path and waste time, so she weighed it and spent the night in the village below the mountain, and by the way inquired about the news of Buxian Mountain.

It's a pity that the people of the wilderness are lonely and unheard, and no one knows about the salty mountain.

In the early morning of the next day, the wise girl had to follow the guidance of the old way, and still went straight, because in this way, it could not only reduce detours, but also save time, although it was very hard, but also willingly. She ran all the way without stopping, crossing the river when she encountered the river, crossed the mountains and mountains, and rushed to the east.

When the red sun is westward, a mountain range appears dozens of miles away, and the top of all the mountains is covered with white snow, which is endless, reflecting the blue sky, which is the highest mountain range in the northeast of the land of Shenzhou in the mountain and sea realm - Buxian Mountain. According to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", it is recorded that in the great wilderness, there are mountains whose names are not salty, and they are named because they are "white like salt and salty without salt". The resources in the mountains are very rich, especially the famous ones at home and abroad.

The wise girl stood on the top of the mountain and looked out at the snow-capped mountains in front of her, just as the old Tao said, so she couldn't hold back the ecstasy in her heart, spread her footsteps, ran like flying, and soon came to the foot of Buxian Mountain and West Mountain.

She stopped, and saw a forest barren, rocky, and flowing water, but she lost her mind and was worried, because she couldn't be sure that this mountain was a salty mountain, and she didn't know what a human grass was!

While she was wandering, she suddenly saw an old man picking herbs slowly coming out of the mountains and forests, holding a medicine hoe in his hand and carrying a basket on his shoulder, which contained some herbs.

Seeing the great joy, the wise girl hurriedly greeted her and saluted: "Old man: the little girl is polite. ”

"Polite and polite...... the old man stopped and replied, "Little girl, what advice do you have for the old man?"

"May I ask the old man: is this a salty mountain?"