Chapter Eighty-Four: This Writing Is Really Ugly
There are huge rocks in the mountain behind the pavilion, and in a man-dug cave, there is a girl sitting at the entrance of the cave. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
It was the middle of the afternoon, and the light outside the cave was a little brighter, so you could see a thin curtain of light reflected by the light.
The light curtain is very thin and dim, but it is this light curtain that divides the world into two parts, one is called inside the cave and the other is called outside the cave, and the girl is in the cave.
The girl is not very old, and the two ponytails that have not been taken care of for a long time seem a little scattered, but it is not clear whether the girl does not want to take care of it, or is too lazy to take care of it, it is unknown.
The girl is naturally Xuefu who is locked up in the back mountain.
At this moment, Xue Fu thought in her heart, presumably at this moment, Brother Su Yang, who was cultivating in the Spirit Void Cave Heaven, had made a big breakthrough in his cultivation, right?
As usual, Xue Fu sat at the entrance of the cave in a daze, her little head drooping, looking at the faintly visible Pavilion Square, and even the sound of lively frolicking.
Xuefu misses the mountain a little, but what she misses even more is her brother Su Yang.
She didn't know when she fell in love with this man named Su Yang, and she didn't know where Su Yang attracted her.
It's not serious, and it's not serious to speak, but it's as stubborn as a cow.
She is always reflective and dignified...... Why did you fall in love with this kid?
However, every time she thought of this, what Xue Fu showed was not a distressed look, but a hint of a smile.
Because she remembered the scene where Su Yang sang a rainbow to her, the scene when he was killed by himself to sweep the ladder, the scene when he quarreled with Shuye for himself, the scene where he hugged each other, and the sweet and sour pork ribs......
Too much, too much, enough for Chev to slowly reminisce.
And it was this aftertaste that she knew that the love between two people does not need to be so-called unforgettable, but daily bits and pieces.
Thinking of this, Xue Fu complained again for no reason, because she remembered what Su Yang had said two months ago, saying that he would come to see him as soon as possible.
However, the result was still the same as she expected, Su Yang would not leave the customs in advance.
It's right to think about it, after all, such a precious opportunity, such a precious blessed land, no one would choose to get out so easily.
It's about cultivation, and Xuefu doesn't want her children to have a private relationship, so she can only say to herself: It's right that Brother Su Yang doesn't go out!
However, self-brainwashing can never withstand the power of the subconscious, no matter how much Ren Xuefu admonishes herself, she still can't erase her true thoughts, she wants to see Su Yang.
However, she knew that this was impossible, so she could only accept the situation in front of her and wait for the arrival of the day when the Three Pavilion Martial Arts would come.
Therefore, as usual, after being in a daze, Xue Fu stood up straight and walked towards the depths of the cave, ready to devote himself to cultivation again.
And it just so happened that all this happened to fall into the eyes of Su Yang, who had just come to this cave.
"Sheph." The salutation was very short, and the tone was very calm, but the more it was like this, the more it showed that Su Yang was not calm.
Hearing someone call herself, Xue Fu was stunned in place, and when she reacted that this was the voice she had been thinking about day and night, tears fell down her eyes, Xue Fu didn't turn around, just stood with her back to Su Yang.
It wasn't until Su Yang called out her name again that she remembered to tidy up her sloppy appearance at this moment.
Comb your hair with your fingertips, wipe away the tears on your face, and then turn around, smiling, and beavelling.
"I said that, so I'm here." Su Yang leaned over to the entrance of the cave and sat down.
"Then what should you do with your cultivation?" Xue Fu sobbed slightly, lowered her head, and pretended to be dissatisfied and paced towards the entrance of the cave.
"Cultivation is not as important as you." Su Yang took care of himself and pulled out something, his tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "Moreover, the Spirit Void Cave Heaven is not so nostalgic. ”
Xue Fu looked at Su Yang's self-righteous appearance, and laughed out loud, but she couldn't hide her happiness.
Soon, the ground at the entrance of the cave was full of things, there was a small bowl full of vegetables, the four treasures of the study, the dishes and chopsticks, and most importantly, the Ruan Qin next to it.
"Haven't you eaten in a long time?" Su Yang took a bowl and vigorously took out the vegetables from the small bowl, there were vegetables, and there were sweet and sour pork ribs that Xuefu loved to eat, until the whole bowl was filled, and it could no longer be filled, so Su Yang handed it to Xuefu.
Xue Fu took the porcelain bowl in Su Yang's hand stupidly, sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in her mouth, and then the tears fell uncontrollably again, and she laughed with tears, not to mention how ugly it was.
"What are you crying about, it's really not good-looking." Su Yang pretended to be impatient.
However, Xue Fu ignored it, and still cried as she should, and at the same time laughed even more happily.
"Last time I had a banquet, I saw that you made a spell." Su Yang recalled.
Xue Fu pouted, and said without concealment: "Well, the first-grade talisman, Yin Tianshen Aya Mantra, Brother Su Yang wants to learn?" ”
"What do you think is appropriate?" The corners of Su Yang's mouth twitched slightly, shook his head helplessly, and said, "I'm just curious, whether there is room for improvement in the atmospheric poetry used in your spell." ”
"Brother Su Yang wants to help me compose poems?" In fact, Xue Fu didn't think that anyone's poems could compare to what she used now, because her poems were very promising, not made by her, but they were definitely undoubtedly atmospheric poems.
"Well, maybe you can try." Su Yang nodded and said.
Xue Fu smiled when she heard this, in fact, she didn't care how Su Yang wrote, but cared that it was written for her, even if it couldn't exceed the atmospheric poem she used in this paper charm, it didn't matter, because for her, it was more significant than this.
"Oh, let's write your poem on it first, and let me see if I have a bottom in my heart first." Su Yang said with a smile, pushing the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the other end of the light curtain.
Xue Fu didn't think much about it, picked up the pen, and wrote a five-character quatrain on it, and then handed it to Su Yang.
Su Yang took it in his hand and looked at it, read both sides repeatedly, and the more he looked at it, the deeper his brows wrinkled, not because of how well it was written and how powerful the artistic conception was, on the contrary, what kind of bullshit poem was this?
Xue Fu saw Su Yang's solemnity, thinking that he was shocked by this poem, and smiled a little at the moment, and covered her mouth and said, "I wrote this poem very well, right?" It's okay, Brother Su Yang, you can do whatever you want. ”
Su Yangpi stared at Xue Fu with a smile, and the bull head said to the horse's mouth: "Your writing is too ugly." ”
Xuefu pouted, tilted her head, and said angrily: "Don't you see that my chopsticks and brushes are held together?" ”
Su Yang shook his head and said, "Okay, then I'll try it, but if it is better than your poem, don't worship me." ”
Xue Fu looked disgusted, "Cut." ”