The first rays of sunlight showed slightly, and the people in the trees opened their deep black pupils. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe he hadn't woken up yet, the young man in black looked up slightly at the rays of sunshine that woke him up, a little cute and as if he was thinking about something......

What does the first ray of sunlight represent?

A new hope and a beginning? or ...... Yesterday is gone, irretrievable?

There seems to be an endless amount of things hidden in the wide sleeves, and no one knows what will come out of them in the next moment.......

There is a newborn sunshine on the black pottery, which seems to be a scratch engraved on the heart for generations.

A few simple knife marks constitute the appearance of a lotus flower, and under the lotus are several clear and shallow ripples and floods.

It seems that the lotus flower that appeared suddenly disturbed the calm of the lake in the process of falling, stirring up ripples in circles......

The slender fingers pressed the round Xun hole, connecting the lips with the Xun mouth, pausing slightly, with a sad Xun sound, accompanied by the sound of the early sun.

Whimpering, with sadness, with longing, with determination......

The grief of leaving a loved one, the longing for one, and the determination to find one...... With the deep, mournful sound of Xun and the rising sun in the valley......

The people under the tree kept the action of being awakened by the sound of Xun, the fourth uncle's right hand pressed against the long sword at his waist, and his left hand held a seven-inch short sword across his chest.......

Pentagon's hands are in each other's sleeves......

The ten fingers of the nine rings deftly hooked the rings around the waist and the nine-section long whip.......

Chu Yunxi slowly put down his right hand on the hilt of the sword and withdrew the poisonous needle on his fingertips.

Killing thoughts are not allowed in the land of the gods, but the habits developed during this time are really ....... Shaking his head slightly, half-squinting his eyes, Chu Yunxi quietly listened to the thoughts, reluctance and sadness in Zisu Xun.......

Is he also a person who has been hurt by his relatives? This sad voice and this heart stabbed by his clan have an unexpected shallow resonance.

Shiso's Xun didn't blow well, and it was the first time she picked up this quaint instrument.

Xun is the favorite of the green hoop, and the green hoop blows a good hand. Perilla in the time of the Luan people, Xun is elegant and beautiful, with a deep and mournful timbre intertwined with the memories of parents and relatives, this black pottery engraved with Qinglian is the mother's thoughts left to Zisu, and it is the memory that Shiso has always carried around......

Seeing the rising sun, Shisu suddenly felt sad, and for no reason and for no reason, he wanted to fall into his mother's arms and cry happily.

There is a clear lake in front of my mother, and there is a spring scene that my mother likes, but there is no figure of my mother. Holding his arms Shiso curled up in the sun, Xun in the inner pocket of his sleeve was gently attached to his arm......

Stretch out your hand to rub this smooth black pottery and look at its simplicity and simplicity. Shiso recalled the way her mother played, her expression was serene and focused, with the color of happiness and joy, and her mother's expression was full of satisfaction every time she finished blowing.......

Shisu curled the corners of her mouth to find that she couldn't carry happiness and joy like her mother, she couldn't laugh! Tears slid down her cheeks and her lips, and she sipped bitter and bitter with a salty taste, which was a terrible taste.

Shisu's expression was a little clumsy but full of concentration and seriousness, recalling the fingering and music notation of Xun in his memory, and slowly moving his fingers slightly clumsy to sing the song "Acacia" from unsmooth to smooth. There is no infatuation and reluctance between men and women, there is just a child's longing for their relatives and the sadness of being separated from their loved ones.......

Shisu put down the Xun in his hand, his eyes blurred with tears.

"Smack-" A whip snapped Shiso back from his thoughts.

Jiuhuan shook the nine-section long whip in his hand with tears on his face, and raised pieces of grass.......

After a few whip strokes, perhaps after venting or tired, Jiuhuan sat on the ground with a calm face. frowned slightly, maybe sitting too fast, and his butt hurt a little.

The fourth uncle and the others silently put away their weapons, took the firewood they picked up last night, added it to the weakly flamed bonfire, and dug out a few bags of hot water to distribute to everyone. The pheasant tied to the stone is plucked, bled and washed, and a branch is picked up and ready to be put on, and it is sprinkled with salt and roasted.......

Hand it forward..... Forehead...... How is it fluttering and empty?!.......

withdrew his mind from his sadness, and his eyes moved down his hand to still hold his fingers.......

But.... What about the branches? What about pheasants?

Chu Yunxi and his entourage of five people turned their confused eyes on Zisu, what are you going to do?

His eyes moved slightly, and he didn't look at Chu Yunxi and the others: "Uh... Sorry ......"

Chu Yunxi and his party must have been worried about their relatives at home when they were hunted down! I don't usually say it, but I was stabbed out by myself just now......

"Breakfast, this son cleaned up. Your craftsmanship is too bad!" Zi Su took the plucked pheasant and left, leaving Chu Yunxi and the others to look at Zi Su's back with a smile in their eyes. Yesterday, the excuse of Fei Gongzi was worse than their cooking skills~! A noble son who goes out for the first time with ten fingers does not touch the spring water, cooking skills? hehe......

Dig a pit, draw some water, bury a chicken, count one, two, three, four, five, and plant five......

Ahem...... It's over.......

Should be

Dig a pit, draw some water, dig out the internal organs.... Pheasant's .....

Find a big stone and dig a pit with thin stone walls around it. Arrange an irregular stone pot on a simple stone stove, brush the pot and light the fire, add underwater offal and chicken pieces.

Wipe the sleeves and pour the porcelain bottle, salt, ginger powder, chili powder........

Five or six small bottles ——, sprinkled with more or less spices and spices.

The rich flavor of the chicken soup overflows from the stone pot......

The saliva secretion is vigorous, and the eyes follow the guidance of the nose to look at the startled eyeballs and jaws.

Which young man in black with an elegant and cold temperament did this? Is he really a noble boy or a top cook?

Suppressing the surprise in their hearts, a group of people found stones of moderate size, and prepared to dig out a few stone bowls like a stone pot like a shiso digging pot. If you don't try it, you don't know if you try it, but the stones in this valley are very hard, and it takes a lot of internal effort to dig them, and the speed is not fast. But just now, the young man in black seemed to have dug out a stone pot with a few brushes.

Is his internal strength really not as high as they guessed? Could it be that he is a person with strong internal strength?

Profound internal force?!domineering poison!exquisite light skill......

Deeply shocked by the speculation, several people even suppressed the idea of grabbing the chicken soup. Unhurriedly digging into his stone bowl, watching the shiso sprinkle various seasonings on the roast chicken, watching the roast meat emit a golden color and attractive aroma......

A delicious breakfast, eating a round stomach and full of doubts......

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