Time passed in a hurry, autumn was fleeting, and Yanshan finally ushered in the winter of slaughter. The withered yellow grass and trees all fell, the north wind howled, and the dry and cold wind blew on people's faces like knives.

The Artemisia Mountain faction stands on the edge of the cliff, and every time it passes by the viewing platform, Yanling will stop for a while, holding on to the railing and looking into the distance. The mountains and mountains stretch endlessly, and the devil's axe is wonderful. The huge lake on the mountain slowly began to freeze, as if you could hear the light sound of transparent ice forming up. At that time, once it snows, thousands of miles of ice will be frozen, and hundreds of miles of snow will drift, it is difficult to imagine what a magnificent and beautiful scene it will be.

In real life, Yanling is a native of the south. In winter, the climate in the south is wet and cold, and the chill will seep through the cracks in the windows and penetrate into the bones. Coupled with the lack of heating, the indoor temperature is often only a few degrees. Therefore, Yanling felt that she had already practiced a hard life for the winter. The north, which is mainly dry and cold, is no longer a big boss for her. Even in ancient times when there was no heating, as long as you hide in the room and bake the stove, it is better than the clammy and cold style chemical attack in the south.

However, because she is now a mythical beast suspected of being a reed chicken, she is not afraid of fire, but she is particularly afraid of the cold, and when it comes to turning from autumn to winter, the sudden drop in temperature simply makes her want to be a dog every minute. God knows - before the real coldest moment of winter, she has already wrapped three layers of clothes inside and outside, wrapped like a rice dumpling to practice. Whenever it was time to learn swordsmanship, Zhang Fan would worry that she would fall to the ground in a bulky manner.

It was also difficult to sleep at night, and in view of the high poverty and handsome setting (=_=)of the Artemisia Mountain Sect, each disciple could only receive a small stove at most to keep warm. The heat of a stove is not large, but fortunately, the room of the Artemisia Mountain Pai is small, so it can meet the needs. Of course, it is inevitable to be poisoned, and the window cannot be closed completely, leaving a small gap.

Since waking up a few times, Yanling has mastered a secret - if it is too cold, just transform. When the volume is reduced, you can sleep with the whole person curled up in a thick quilt. Coupled with the fact that the body is covered with fluff, the warmth increases suddenly, which is really great!

On this day, the weather was rarely sunny. After Yan Ling and the others finished practicing swordsmanship, they gathered together to rest. After exercising, the cold evaporates into hot sweat, and the exhaled breath is white.

Zhang Fan talked with great interest about what he saw and heard when he went down the mountain yesterday.

"Isn't the beginning of winter almost here? I heard that on that day, as long as you put a lantern on the river under our Yan Mountain - of course, the lantern should be written with a wish, and then the name will be deployed at the bottom, and when it comes to the New Year, the lantern will almost float to God, so that God can see your wish. ”

"Really? Isn't Lidong the day after tomorrow? Someone laughed and said, "Why don't we try it together?"

"Isn't it going to be cleaned up by the whole sect the next day? If you want to go down the mountain, you should ask the senior brother in advance. ”

"Well, all in all, just don't make it that late. ”

A few people rushed to Mei Yanzhi to inquire, and in the end, the ending inevitably evolved into - Yu Yiqing's group and Mei Yanzhi's group were going down the mountain together.

In the evening of the beginning of winter, after everyone had eaten a full dinner, they gathered at the main gate of the Artemisia Mountain Sect and went down the mountain. Yan Ling was wrapped in thick clothes, followed closely behind He Jianshuang, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly - isn't this feeling the same as in real life, when a group of friends go for a walk together after dinner?

Although it's a bit ridiculous to put lanterns for God to see or something, since you have come here, it is also very interesting to follow the local customs and experience this kind of customs.

When I came to the riverside, there were really small stalls selling lanterns. Lanterns of different shapes are delicately hung on rows of bamboo poles, and the price is very cheap, enough for these poor handsomes to afford.

He Jianshuang was not too keen on this kind of activity, so he didn't choose a lantern, but was hooked by Zhang Fan's shoulders and walked forward.

If you want to put the lanterns, you need to take a boat to the center of the river, so that the lanterns are not easy to get stuck in the mud on the shore. The people put together the lanterns they had chosen and lit the candles inside in turn. There was a small lotus-shaped lantern with a lilac color on the ground without any ornamentation, He Jianshuang raised his eyebrows, and secretly disgusted - who chose the lantern was so shabby.

The next moment, after the wick of this lantern was lit, Yanling squatted down and carefully held it up.

He Jianshuang: "......"

This time, looking at the lantern again, He Jianshuang suddenly felt that it was full of simple and elegant temperament, not only was it not shabby, but this lantern was by no means chosen by vulgar people, it was much better than those red and green, inlaid with shiny floral ornaments.

Yan Ling didn't know about his mental activity of turning a few corners, and only concentrated on protecting the flame of the lantern in his palm.

On board, the ten people were divided into two boats, and there was basically no vacant space for any activity.

Tonight is windy, and the waves are not very calm. The lantern in Yanling's hand was almost blown out by the wind several times. Suddenly, a pair of warm and slender hands covered her outside, blocking the lantern tightly. Yan Ling looked up in surprise, and He Jianshuang stood in front of her. Under the candlelight, his raised phoenix eyes were half-closed, two small crimson moles seemed to be dotted with rouge, and the corners of his slightly raised lips were blown by black hair. This qiē unconsciously reveals a rare and indescribable style.

In many film and television works, decent characters are always sonorous and upright, while most villains have a feminine and evil temperament. Moreover, in terms of appearance, how ugly the villain was in the past, and how to shoot it, and now in film and television works, most screenwriters will portray the villain very amazingly, which is unforgettable. Maybe it's to capture the audience's regret for the plot of "amazing people end up enchanted and defeated". Obviously, in "Senior Brother Ya Yan Butterfly", the villain is the villain - He Jianshuang did not jump out of this setting. It's just that although he has handsome facial features and a feminine temperament, he can't be said to be male and female, but it is not too much to describe him with the word amazing.

Yan Ling's heart moved slightly, looking at He Jianshuang like this, Yan Ling could already imagine the demonic appearance of him smiling when he was an adult.

Carefully put the lantern into the river, it circled a few times, and then slowly moved away.

Yan Ling watched it leave, blinked his eyes, and said, "He Jianshuang, guess what wish I wrote." ”

He Jianshuang was stunned for a moment, and Yan Ling then said with a smile: "By the way, because you don't play with the lanterns, I also made your wish for you just now." ”

He Jianshuang sneered: "How do you know what I want?"

Yan Ling nodded and said deliberately: "Of course I know, don't you just eat what I made." To tell the truth, this wish is more direct for you to ask me than to ask God, so it is right for you to omit the step of putting the lanterns directly. ”

He Jianshuang: "......"

Seeing that he was choked, Yanling couldn't help laughing, and then said slowly: "I'm joking, what are you afraid of." Actually, my wish is that both of us can make their wishes come true. ”

He Jianshuang was silent for a moment, and said very sadly: "There are too many wishes, the lantern will sink." ”

Yan Ling had a black line on her head, and hurriedly covered his mouth: "Bah, don't talk nonsense, the lantern won't sink." ”

He saw the frost froze in place, but did not dodge. Only then did Yanling realize that she had made a move that was too close in this era. Her soft palm pressed against He Jianshuang's lips, and his warm and light snort sprayed on her palm, tickling.

Because the distance was too close, Yanling subconsciously looked at his close eyes.

In the extremely beautiful shape of the eyes, the inlaid glass-like eyeballs - the surface is calm and silent, just like the first sight. Only when you look inside, you will find that it seems to be dancing with 10,000 years of frost and snow.

"Your eyes are so beautiful. I now know why you're called - see the frost. Yan Ling muttered.

He Jianshuang looked at her deeply, and her soft lips suddenly moved somehow...... It was like kissing her palm gently.

Yan Ling's heart jumped suddenly, and she retracted her hand as if it was being burned by fire: "We...... Let's go back. ”

On the way back, Yan Ling silently examined herself in her heart--why has I been getting more and more unable to resist the temptation of men recently?, sure enough, is this body possessed by him an idiot?[Candle]

Following.

Although I didn't go back to Artemisia Mountain until I played late last night, I still had to do the same thing.

This is the latest all-party rest day since the autumn harvest. In order to clean up, the Artemisia Mountain faction suspended its practice for one day. The disciples first cleaned up the public places they had been assigned to, sweeping the fallen leaves, washing the ground with water, and wiping the pillars and railings. After cleaning the common place, the people went back to their place and cleaned up themselves.

After returning to Yanling's room and cleaning the lower place, the top of the tall cabinet remained. Because of her height, He Jianshuang didn't let her climb high, and only let her go out to change the dirty water in the basin.

Yanling answered, and ran out with a basin like a child.

After she went out, He Jianshuang rolled up her sleeves and began to clean the cabinet on the high place for Yanling.

The room of the disciples of the Artemisia Mountain Sect was not spacious, but although the sparrows were small and well-equipped, they had to step on the table in order to wipe the cabinets on the heights. There was a tall and heavy decorative vase on the table, and He Jianshuang thought it was in his way, so he moved it away in order not to break it.

Who knows, as soon as he moved the vase, he saw something that seemed to be pressed on the bottom of the vase. Because it was pressed for too long, it stuck to the bottom and didn't fall on the table.

What needs to be pressed against the bottom of the vase?

He Jianshuang reached out suspiciously and gently ripped it off the bottom of the vase. It was an open envelope, apparently opened.

He Jianshuang turned it over, and saw five words written on the front of the envelope - Senior Brother Jingqi.

Because it has been glued to the bottom of the vase for too long, the envelope will inevitably be torn a little in the process of gently tearing it off. The letters inside slipped out a little bit. He Jianshuang put the vase down, and his brow pulled out the letterhead.

As soon as Yanling stepped into her room, what she saw was the scene of He Jianshuang holding her letter, a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out, and her liver and gallbladder were split—Mom! Wasn't that the passionate confession letter handed to Mei Yanzhi when she was crazy about Mei Yanzhi? [Candle] [Candle] [Candle]

Ahh□h

Moreover, the moment I saw this scene, there was an inexplicable sense of emptiness!

She put down the basin heavily, and subconsciously rushed over to snatch it: "Don't look at it!"

He Jianshuang lifted the letter above his head at once, and Yan Ling jumped around in a hurry, raising his hand but still couldn't reach his hand.

Easily restrained Yan Ling's hands, He Jianshuang lowered his head, glanced at her dissatisfied, and became even more suspicious, and hummed: "What do you need to hide from me like this?"

【Senior Brother Respectfully:

Senior brother, since I joined the sect, when I saw your circle, I couldn't extricate myself, and my heart has never changed since these days. To express my feelings, I have written this letter.

Big brother, I really want to circle your forks. I hope my brother will accept my affection.

On the wild goose】

Yan Ling: "......"

At this time, there were only three words that kept echoing in her mind - pills. [Candle]