The celebration began in the morning, and for many of the disciples, today was a rare day of rest, as well as delicious food and wine to enjoy—yes, in the spring, some of the fine wine they bought down the mountain would be opened today for the disciples to enjoy. For those with families and parents far away, it's a great opportunity to connect with peers and deepen relationships, which is just as exciting as celebrating a young year.

In this regard, Yanling thought a little funny in her heart: Isn't this just like in the real world, people who study in universities in other places spend the holiday with their friends?

Yan Ling and He Jianshuang's duty time has passed, and they don't have to do any work today. But this didn't mean that they just sat and waited to eat, because tonight's dishes would be particularly sumptuous, so almost every Artemisia Mountain Sect disciple participated in the kitchen. He Jianshuang, as a good seedling of the New Oriental who can enter the kitchen and get out of the hall, has left a deep impression on the kitchen aunts on duty several times in the kitchen.

I didn't expect him to be able to cook, and he even went out in person. Uh, it always feels like he's going to add a lot of wine to his meals, how can he break it?

Yan Ling crossed her waist and looked around the kitchen, and found that all the people left here were male disciples: "......"

Sure enough, what's wrong, hey, [collapsed face]-Isn't "in the kitchen and out of the hall" generally used to describe women?, why are they all killed in seconds now?(╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻

"Be careful, this pot is hot. The aunt put down the hot stew, rolled up her sleeves and left the teleportation table, and returned to the kitchen.

Yan Ling used a rag to separate her hands and tried to touch the pot of vegetables, and was stunned for a moment - this pot of vegetables is not as hot as the aunt said. She let go of the rag and reached out her fingertips to touch the edge of the pot, it was hot, but she didn't feel the burning pain.

Really...... Couldn't the heat hurt her?

There was no sign of burns and redness in her palms, so Yanling didn't care too much, just neatly took the pot out and put it in the place where dinner was served. Don't underestimate the ancients' method of keeping food warm, even if the dish is prepared in advance, it is still warm at night.

When Yan Ling put down the dishes, Qin Bai ran over with a smile and quietly lifted the lid of the pot: "Little junior sister, is this a stewed pig's feet?" Yan Ling nodded.

Qin Bai whispered, "I want to eat a piece." ”

Yan Ling felt a little funny - although she wanted to call Qin Bai "senior brother", but in fact, Qin Bai was really just a greedy child. Qin Bai glanced left and right to confirm that there was no one. Before Yan Ling reminded him to pay attention to the temperature, Qin Bai had already quickly pinched a piece of pig's foot, but he was instantly scalded and shouted, and the pig's hand fell to the ground: "It's so hot!

Yan Ling said calmly: "You are mistaken, I just used a rag to hold it over." ”

"Really?" Qin Bai was puzzled and resentful, took a few breaths to his red fingers, and left depressedly.

When Qin Bai walked away, Yan Ling looked down at his palm and pondered for a moment—aren't you afraid of the heat......

If she only doubted that she had this ability when she was farming before, now she can be sure of it - the heat really doesn't hurt her. It's not that she doesn't feel it, she can sense the temperature, it's just that the temperature doesn't hurt her.

She felt that she needed to make sure that some of the temperatures she could tolerate were so that she might be able to come in handy at a critical moment.

Yan Ling walked slowly over the long tabletop, and when people didn't care, she first tested the temperature with her fingertips, and after walking around, she found that she didn't need to test it at all, and directly pasted it with her palm, she could feel the heat, but there was no burning pain, and her palm was even more white and white, not burned red.

Yan Ling groaned for half a second, quickly returned to the room, rummaged through the cabinet and found the candle flame used last time for He Jianshuang's birthday, rubbed the fire fold, and lit the red candle. Lighting the paper first, then quickly extinguishing it, touching it with your fingertips, there is only a burning sensation, no burning sensation. After many temptations, Yanling finally had the courage to use her fingertips to gently brush over the top of the flames - sure enough, the heat did not hurt her.

God knows, what a wonderful thing this is! If she were a human being, she would have croaked in pain, but now the flames were like a warm cloud of air to her, and she could swim in the flames like a fish in water.

Is this the first skill lit up by the identity of a divine beast? It's simply a skill that coexists with chicken ribs and hanging. It's very cool to use, but normally speaking, it's rare to encounter a situation where it is burned, so there are not many opportunities to use it.

Yan Ling blew out the candles, and suddenly thought wildly - if she can't mix it up in the future, she will go to the street to perform and explore the hot soup, maybe she can make a fortune from it.

Well, I seem to be thinking too far......

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After nightfall, the Artemisia Mountain faction is very lively, and the usually quiet place of Wumen is also lively. At the place of dinner, Yanling and He Jianshuang sat at a table, everyone raised their glasses, and after a toast by several respected teachers and ancestors, everyone started eating.

Tonight's meal was very delicious, Yan Ling casually sandwiched a piece of duck meat, and in the moment she entered, the rich smell of wine spread, and her face turned green all of a sudden: "There is so much wine in this dish, it must be made by the second senior brother." ”

He Jianshuang looked at her amusefully and handed her a cup of rinsing tea: "How do you know?"

Yan Ling swallowed the tea and said with a smile: "Intuition, I not only know which ones he made, but also which ones you cooked." She gestured to a few dishes with her eyes: "This dish, this dish, and this dish." ”

It turned out to be all in the middle - He Jianshuang was a little moved in his eyes. Yan Ling smiled confidently: "What's the matter, it's all right, right? Anyway, I'm also the one who cooked with you, and I will know your craftsmanship as soon as I taste it." As he spoke, he sandwiched another piece of duck meat made by Yu Yiqing - Yu Yiqing's dish is simply magical, the first bite is difficult to eat, but the smell has a kind of magic that makes people continue to eat.

However, the smell of wine had already entered the meat, and Yanling had eaten quite a lot, and by the end of the dinner, her steps were already a little vain. He Jianshuang carried her back to the place where the two lived, Yan Ling was drunk and said with a smile: "Ahaha, He Jianshuang, have you ever heard a sentence specifically used to describe people like you?"

He Jianshuang said angrily: "What?"

Yan Ling shook her head and said, "You can get out of the hall, enter the kitchen, and get into bed." ”

He Jianshuang looked at her in shock, two red clouds suddenly flew over her face, suppressed her shame, and said angrily: "What nonsense." ”

Yanling laughed, and when she arrived at the door, she didn't enter the door, so she had to go up to the roof to admire the moon.

- Actually, the moon is shining and the weather is very clear, so you can see the fireworks tonight very clearly. Perhaps, you can also take the opportunity to absorb Xia Yuehua and replenish your energy. Yanling made this calculation before dinner. Therefore, even if she is drunk and staggering, Yanling still does not forget this.

He Jianshuang is out of line, according to his character, he will only throw the other party at the door when dealing with drunks, but he can't do this to Yanling. I had to find a ladder and climbed to the roof with Yanling.

The fireworks under the mountain are about to start, and the Artemisia Mountain pie is getting more and more lively. There was a frolic in the distance, which made it even quieter on their side.

Like last time, Yanling collapsed on the wide beam. He saw that Shuang's ears finally calmed down, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and a roar suddenly exploded in his ears: "Ah!

He Jianshuang was almost frightened and fell down, and said angrily: "What are you calling so loud!"

Yanling laughed and flipped over, like a belly-flapping animal.

He Jianshuang: "......"

Leaning sideways, listening to the sound of joy in the distance, Yanling slowly opened her eyes, squinted at a pair of watery drunken eyes, and looked at the distant sky in a daze.

Yanshan is in the north, so although the solar term of the Great Heat has only passed for ten days, the temperature at night is already very cool. The wind blowing from the north carries the coolness of early autumn. When the wind blows, the smell of alcohol dissipates a little.

The sky is full of twinkling stars, and the autumn sky is clear and deep. The shadow of the star bucket slowly rotated deeply under Yan Ling's eyes, and the silver-blue galaxy was magnificent and bright.

In this world with no air pollution and no smog, the sky is really beautiful.

Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief, changed to a flat lying position, pillowed one hand behind her head, and casually raised her other hand towards the sky, because her arm was too thin, the unpretentious beads on her wrist slid down a little. A faint reluctance suddenly surged in my heart - how strange, when I first came here, I was obviously trying to go back. However, after spending two seasons here, her mood has quietly changed.

On the day this fantasy experience ends, when she leaves, she will ...... It's very reluctant.

She was lying comfortably on her back, while He Jianshuang sat on her knees in the direction of her head, holding her chin with one hand, quietly looking into the distance. His black hair was lifted by the wind, and the bright moonlight seemed to coat his silhouette with a hazy glow.

When she looked up, she could see his delicate jawline and long eyelashes.

Yanling couldn't help but follow his gaze, which was the direction of the west of Danzhou.

After crossing that land, it is the homeland of He Jianshuang - the Western Regions. He really misses his hometown very much, right? Every time he misses his relatives during the festive season, he misses it even more when he meets the current time to celebrate the harvest and everyone gets together.

Yanling asked casually: "He Jianshuang, have you ever thought about going home?"

He whispered, "Why do you ask this?"

"Because of your eyes, you look homesick. Because of the wine, Yanling was also bolder than usual, stretched out her hand upward, and gently tapped the red mole under the corner of He Jianshuang's eye. He Jianshuang was slightly stunned, Yan Ling had already withdrawn her hand, pillowed it back under her head, and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, I'm drunk, you just treat me as a stone, you can say anything, and I will forget all about it when I wake up tomorrow." ”

"Is there a stone where you talk so much?" He Jianshuang sneered.

Yanling said depressedly: "Hey!"

He Jianshuang turned his head and didn't speak.

Yan Ling didn't force it, and felt the light of the moonlight begin to wrap around her, revolving around Neidan, and quickly disappeared, so she began to concentrate on cultivation.

I don't know how long it took, Yanling gradually got better, and she almost forgot the conversation just now. He Jianshuang suddenly whispered, "I think." ”

Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was answering the question just now, so she slowly opened her eyes and raised her eyes to look at him.

"It's not the time to go back, but one day, I will. He Jianshuang said softly: "Moreover, didn't you say that you want to go to the Western Regions with me to have a look?"

"yes. ”

"Are you really interested in the Western Regions?"

"Hmm. ”

He Jianshuang stared at Yan Ling sideways, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a faint smile: "Then, remember what you said, even if you wake up, don't forget it, don't-break your promise." ”

Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, when there was a loud bang under the mountain in the distance, and several gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky overhead, like gold in the dark night. Cheers and exclamations came one after another in the distance—

"Fireworks!"

"Wow, it's so beautiful! Come and see, brother!"

……

The fireworks exploded in the air one by one, Yanling opened her eyes and watched the fireworks for a while, and gradually became a little sleepy by the wind, so she closed her eyes and planned to rest for a while.

Halfway through the fireworks, He Jianshuang inadvertently turned his head, saw the scene in front of him clearly, and suddenly held his breath.

Yanling gently closed her eyes and fell asleep. The eyelashes are like crow feathers, the cheeks are shiny, and the lips are rosy. The black hair brushed the slender collarbone, and the girl's unique soft skin was like a mountain stretching, and it was hidden in the blue placket.

I have heard such a sentence in the Central Plains drama before-the beauty is drunk, and the face is drunk. At this moment, every word of this sentence seemed to turn into an entity and fell in front of his eyes.

Yanling moved slightly, as if disgusted that the wind had dried her lips, and she stretched out her red tongue and gently moistened her lips. He Jianshuang's heart shook violently, as if she had been bewitched, and she bent over lightly and approached her face: "Yanling." ”

At an inopportune time, Qin Bai's shout came from afar: "Little junior sister, where are you? Come and set off fireworks!"

He Jianshuang's movements paused, as if he was awake, propped himself up, and squinted his eyes at the courtyard gate. Qin Bai's little fat man rushed in with a bunch of unopened fireworks in his hands, and met his eyes with He Jianshuang on the roof.

Qin Bai was stunned for a moment, and He Jianshuang gently raised his finger and motioned for him to be silent. Qin Bai let out a sigh and ran away, but with a gossip and three turns.

was stirred up, and He Jianshuang's love as if he was bewitched just now was gone. He straightened up and looked up at the night sky. Feeling the soft breath of the sleeping girl beside me, it seems that there is a sweet smell of wine wafting in.

Fireworks on summer nights, bright moon and fresh breeze.

Wine is not intoxicating, people are already drunk.

- "Volume 2: Artemisia Mountain Sect Summer"? End——