Early in the morning, Mingyuan walked out of the house. The mountains were foggy and overcast.

He lifted a handful of white powder into the air, and the half-red and half-purple mist immediately dispersed, and the golden sunlight leaked in through the cracks.

Ming Yuan smiled with satisfaction, went back to the house and took out a round plaque, and then stacked some medicinal herbs on it, ready to take advantage of the sun to bask in the sun.

After doing this, he returned to the room again, and the person on the collapsed was still asleep, but his face was much better than yesterday, and it seemed that the blood of the sorrow had really played a role.

It's just that she is a mortal body, and she is afraid of hurting her body, so she can't take more than once.

The mountains were silent, and it was impossible for the only one to speak with him.

Mingyuan began to get used to being alone, and every time he went down the mountain, he would bring some books back.

From interested to uninterested, he read almost 10,000 volumes.

Another room behind the house was already filled with books, so he had one more thing - burning books.

The flame was lit, and the aroma of the pen and ink was a little pungent when he was used to it, and he stood a little farther away, and happened to see the tweet coming uninvited.

He pointed at it and laughed: "You little brute, you must be hungry, and you come to me to beg for wine!"

Chirp fell closer, Mingyuan smelled its body, and frowned again: "Where did you go to drink?

Jiu Jiu raised one foot, and saw that there was a little Louzi tied to it, so he took it down.

Louzhong is some rice cake and a jar of wine.

There was a note on the wine jar, and Ming Yuan opened it to look at it.

"I met Chirp by chance, so I asked it to bring these things up. The water vein has been found, but the art of water diversion is not yet available, I wonder if old friends have a good solution?"

The payment is a worry.

Ming Yuan smiled, opened the wine jar and smelled it, and said angrily to the chirper: "It's really useless, you also look at such bad wine." ”

With that, he covered the wine and brought it back to the house.

It just so happened that half of the books were not burned, so Ming Yuan picked two of them and threw them back into the little Lou, and then said to Jiu Jiu: "You go and send them for her, she will understand after reading them." ”

Chirped in displeasure.

Ming Yuan smiled: "Go and come back quickly!

Chirp just flapped his wings and happily did this messenger.

After a while, watching the Peng bird leave, Ming Yuan didn't know what to do.

Reminiscing about the past is easy to become hurt, the unconscious person on the couch, the woman who has become someone else's bride at the bottom of the mountain, if she is wrong, there is no possibility of reunion, but when did it begin? When did it become so desolate?

More than a year ago, Lou Xuantian and Lou Lanfeng were ready to return to Beimarsh step by step, but Mo Yi did not refuse, knowing that there was a lot of luck and little luck, but he still went.

Beinuma is no longer the same as in the past, and I don't know who in the heavenly realm can't let go of the old grievances, and has laid a net of heaven and earth.

After the First World War, half of the troops were lost, and Lou Lanfeng was seriously injured.

In order to protect them from leaving, Mo Yi blocked the attack alone.

When life and death were at stake, the Heavenly Realm didn't know what was wrong, and the most important formation was shaken, so Mo Yi took the opportunity to escape, but most of his life was lost.

Ming Yuan tried his best to save these two people, because of the different Taoism they were in, Lou Lanfeng was brought back by Lou Xuantian and recuperated with the power of the sun and the moon, while Mo Yi stayed by his side.

Although Ming Yuan was also proficient in medical skills, he was not proficient in this after all, he weighed many methods, and finally planned to immerse himself in poison to recuperate, so as to cure Mo Yi's serious injuries.

It's just that although this method is good, it is really a little slow, Mo Yi hesitated at first, worried that something would go wrong with his worries, but his life was at stake, and he was so injured that it was difficult to even get up, so he had to obey Ming Yuan's arrangement.

Li Wei and Ziyu both thought that the people in the palace had forgotten Mo Yi because he had erased their memories, but the truth was that Mo Yi's breath was weak at that time, with a dead air, and the memories of mortal people naturally dissipated.

And those two people only remembered clearly because they had many entanglements with him in their previous lives, and they didn't forget it.

Mo Yi was recuperating in the mountains, he didn't know that Ziyu's heart let Li Wei know, he didn't know that Hua Ling had wanted to harm her, he didn't know that she was trapped by love, and he was secretly sad, and he didn't know that she finally chose to marry Nan Yu and come to Weiguo.

The white horse passed through the gap, and in the blink of an eye, more than a year later, Mo Yi's injuries were half healed.

It's just that everything seems to be destined, leaving worries to go to Qishan to find water veins, and the beasts in the mountains don't understand human feelings, only know that mortals can fill their bellies.

The immortal barrier that Mo Yi had previously placed on her body saved her life, and at the same time conveyed the message of danger to him.

Mo Yi didn't have time to think about it, and immediately Tengyun rushed towards the place where he was worried.

It's just that what Mingyuan used was poison, which was a dangerous move.

He had already seen a good deal, but he forcibly left and used a spell, which not only messed up his heart, but also caused the poison to attack his heart.

Mo Yi naturally knew this, but he would never let go of his worries, so he forcibly saved her and recast another immortal cover for her.

At that time, Mo Yi thought that this was the endgame.

But he understood the idea of leaving the worry in his heart, so he left the words 'wait for me', hoping that the worry would not do anything stupid because of his departure.

Mingyuan rushed over with a tweet and rescued Mo Yi, who had just fallen from the clouds.

He was so chaotic that Ming Yuan didn't have much hope.

What is surprising is that Mo Yi actually survived this situation, but he fell into a coma and was unable to absorb any medicine.

Ming Yuan couldn't travel far, so he had to take him to Qishan to live temporarily, where medicinal materials are abundant, and there are poisonous obstacles to hide traces, but it is not a bad place.

As the days passed, Ming Yuan saw the old wound on Mo Yi's arm, and remembered that he had said that 'flesh and blood were cast', so he remembered to find a way to leave the worries.

That person, with the same face as Miao, and the same soul.

It's just that when I met again, I suddenly felt empty in my heart, it turned out that something lost was lost, and I couldn't come back.

Ming Yuan put the wine sent by Li Wei Yu on the table in Mo Yi's room, and he slowly put the rice cake into his mouth and chewed, the taste was not very good, especially the rice grain grown in this dry land, there was always a trace of bitterness.

The smell slipped from my throat to my heart, and I couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

Li Wei got the book from Mingyuan from Jiu Jiu, and immediately opened it to check.

I don't know which country or era records the construction of water canals. Two of them are about drawing water from the mountains, and although the terrain and mountain terrain are very different, they do give some indication.

In this way, Liwu kept in touch with Mingyuan through tweeting, Nan Yu never restricted her freedom, but she never let Jiujiu take her to Qishan once.

For Mo Yi, it's not that I don't miss it. It's just that it's a necessary distance. This is the kingdom of Li, and she is the wife of the monarch of this country.

The appetite for the tweet is getting worse and worse, and the spirits of the country can no longer satisfy its appetite.

Originally, I came once a day, but I didn't see him for two days.

In Liguo, every household makes sake, but the process is simple, and the texture and taste are never emphasized.

I'm worried that one day I'll stop thinking about it, so I plan to learn from Geqing about winemaking.

Ge Qing thought that she was idle, so she gave her money and lent her wine cellar to Li Wei to use.

After two days of hard research, she tried not to change the recipe for pleasure, but to add something more to neutralize the harshness and astringency.

Finally, a jar of wine mixed with green plums attracted the tweet.

Chirp seemed to be very satisfied with the wine, drank a jar of joy, and happily accepted the task of delivering the letter again.

She started to get busy again, she brewed wine and read during the day, and sat under the lamp at night to draw pictures and calculate.

She didn't know how to cast mecha before, and she had to learn the wood to channel the water veins.

She went into it with all her heart, not allowing herself a chance to rest. Only in this way can we not think about those emotions that should not be, and we can go on as if nothing happened.

When Nan Yu returns every night, he can see the bean-like lamp shining through the house.

Sometimes, the moon is clear and the wind is clear, and her shadow is reflected in front of the window, a familiar silhouette, a very ordinary scene, but he can be stunned for a long time.

Nan Yu gently pushed the door open, sometimes she was so tired that she fell asleep on the table, and sometimes she still scribbled on the paper with red circles under her eyes.

However, if she is awake, she will definitely smile and say, "You're back." ”

The corners of his lips are crooked, his eyes are like stars, Nan Yu suddenly felt that all the hardships of the day were gone, and he cherished those times in his heart, and it was best to do so.

January passed, and soon it was time to go to Qishan again.

Li Wu still brought a jar of wine, and prepared more pastries.

She came to the old place, and Chirp was already waiting in place.

sat on the tweet and soon arrived at Qishan.

Li Wei was reluctant to enter the room, so he only took a bowl of blood outside the house and gave it to Mingyuan.

Ming Yuan stopped her and told her to come into the house and taste the tea he planted.

Seeing that he was earnest in his words, and that it was difficult to refuse, he went in with him, but he was only willing to sit in the hall.

Ming Yuan didn't force her, he left her because he was worried about her body, and the water was mixed with some tonic medicine, which helped her a little.

Li Wei sat down to eat tea, Mingyuan was very silent, and she didn't know what to talk about.

Looking around the hall, his eyes fell on the twenty or so jars of wine on the wall, so he asked Mingyuan with a smile: "This wine, the first few jars are all made by Geqing." Who knew that this chirp was tricky, and after drinking it for a few days, I got tired of it, so I tried my best to mix it, and the wine behind it was another study for me. Do you have a taste? Or do you prefer one another? I'll send more next time. ”

Ming Yuan frowned, he hadn't actually drunk a drop of these wines.

He said in a deep voice, "I only know that the pastry is for me, but isn't this wine reserved for Mo Yi?"

Li Wei smiled and said: "Mo Yi doesn't know when he will wake up, this wine is naturally for you, you don't know!"

Ming Yuan replied politely: "I'm too careful." I'll try it when I have time. ”

After hearing this, the look in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and after a long time, he said: "I heard you say that we are old friends at the beginning, and you often help me, so it is natural to talk to you casually." But don't take it to heart, for if you don't love me, you won't bring it again. ”

Ming Yuan was stunned, and was about to explain when he saw that she had already stood up.

He made a big gift to Ming, and then said with a reluctant smile: "I'll let Jiu Jiu send me back, and I'll come back next month." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the house, his back was very gloomy.

After leaving the worries, Mingyuan silently opened all the wine.

For a while, the room was filled with all kinds of smells, and it was very messy.

Mingyuan tasted some in each jar. This wine has an uncontrollable sourness, and it chokes on the mouth.

When it comes to winemaking, he's a master, so the taste naturally doesn't get into his eyes.

But as Liwu said, she put other things in each jar, and none of them were the same.

But the burning heat slipped from his throat to his heart, all the way to his limbs.

Ming Yuan couldn't help but smile, what kind of demon wind did he fall into, and only now did he understand that slim is away from worry, and worry is slim, even if the memory is not there, the past has changed, she is still the same.

The same family-like existence.