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How can Wang Daoming answer, Yang Feng is a little sympathetic to him, the old man is so old and still lies with his conscience, it is really sad, but at the same time, it also shows a problem, the snow girl is really terrible. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Han Ruoli looked at Wang Daoming's appearance and continued: "My aunt also said that you will protect my safety, even the Han family and the Yue family can't take me away directly." ”

Wang Daoming just nodded with a bitter gourd face.

Han Ruoli stayed blatantly like this, and she didn't even hide the news, Wang Daoming's ability was much greater than Yang Feng imagined.

In the past few days, a few people have indeed come, saying that they want to take Han Ruoli home, but after Wang Daoming said a few words, one or two of them left in disgrace, and there were a few ministers or something.

Yang Feng observed by himself, Wang Daoming, the old Taoist priest, really had some skills in his eyes, and he looked like an old ruffian in front of him, but in front of those people, he looked like a fairy wind and bones, which made people look like a master outside the world, pretending to be incomparable.

After driving a few people away again, Yang Feng walked up to Wang Daoming, who looked like a fairy wind bone, and glanced at him: "Old god stick, you are pretending to be good!" ”

Wang Daoming touched his beard and smiled faintly, but he still had a bit of a sense of mystery and incomprehension.

"When pretending becomes a habit, then it is not called pretending, then it becomes a taste."

“……”

Seeing Wang Daoming drifting away, Yang Feng was still stunned, a little unclear.

In short, get along these days. Yang Feng had already understood what kind of person this old god stick was, with a multi-faceted personality, and he still couldn't figure out the profundity of his skills.

However, if Wang Daoming said that he was going to get the Oscar statuette. Yang Feng really believes that this old god stick can be obtained.

Wang Daoming still didn't tell Yang Feng what he was looking for to come over, and Yang Feng was not always in a hurry to ask as before, with such a beautiful woman as Han Ruoli by his side, Yang Feng also felt that the days in the mountains didn't seem to be very boring.

It was another sunny day, Yang Feng invited Han Ruoli to the back mountain bamboo forest, the bamboo has proud bones, and it is still standing tall in winter.

"What's wrong. Bring me to such a place today. ”

Han Ruoli grew up in the city since she was a child, and when she came to Qingyunguan, she felt that it was novel everywhere, and this bamboo forest was also elegant. Han Ruoli has always liked such an artistic conception.

Yang Feng said with a smile: "If you stay in that broken Taoist temple all day, it's not very boring, anyway, I'm going to be bored to death, it just so happens that I have lived in the mountains and countryside for a while." I also know a lot of ways to have fun. ”

"Joy in suffering."

I heard Han Ruoli say such a word. Yang Feng also nodded helplessly, this word is very well evaluated.

Han Ruoli became interested when she heard this: "Since you are here to bring me to have fun in suffering, you have to tell me what we are going to play today, right?" ”

"Of course! Just ahead, that little kid from Yuansheng was ready. Yang Feng walked forward with a smile, and of course Han Ruoli followed.

After coming here for so many days, Han Ruoli was also the first day to go to this deep mountain, and her eyes were full of interest.

Walking forward, I reached the depths of the bamboo forest. Yuan Sheng was already waiting there, and the little guy was wearing a thickened cotton robe designed by Wang Daoming.

"Brother Feng. Sister Ruoli, here! ”

The two ran over, and Yang Feng said first: "Are things ready?" ”

"Of course!" Yuan Sheng took out three slingshots from his pocket as if by magic.

Although Wang Daoming did not stipulate the scope of activities of Yang Feng and Han Ruoli, he clearly told the two of them not to go down the mountain, so Yang Feng asked Yuan Sheng to go down the mountain to buy this slingshot.

Yang Feng took one of them, tugged and dragged it vigorously, and nodded with satisfaction: "The quality of this slingshot is good, where did you buy it?" ”

Yuan Sheng smiled: "Where is there such a good product in the market, this is what I bought from the little Hanako on the side of the overpass, and the slingshot they made is called an authentic one!" ”

"Sure enough, you can eat more later!"

Yuan Sheng nodded excitedly and came to the Taoist temple, he was meditating and practicing Zen all day long, or he was holding the scriptures and reading, Wang Daoming said that his heart had not calmed down now, and it was not suitable for learning the mastery of this sect.

Yang Feng understood that all this was nonsense, but Yuan Sheng, this kid, still believed that he had really been fooled too much.

The mastery of the hexagram is to have talent, even if it is talented, it must reach a certain age, Yuansheng is nine years old this year, and Wang Daoming, who Yang Feng estimates, will wait a year to pass on his mastery.

Han Ruoli listened to the conversation between the two and felt strange: "What to eat more, what to eat more?" ”

Yang Feng smiled mysteriously and said, "Just look at it!" ”

He glanced at Yuan Sheng, and Yuan Sheng ran to the side in understanding, and Han Ruoli saw that he had taken a very long bamboo pole.

After a while, Yuan Sheng disappeared into the woods.

Yang Feng calculated, then looked at it carefully, lowered his head and found a stone on the ground, and when he got up, he shouted loudly: "Yuansheng knock!" On the trees in the southeast! ”

As the sound came out, the sound of bamboo poles hitting the trees came out, and under Han Ruoli's surprised eyes, many birds were startled.

The poem "A Thousand Mountains and Birds Fly Away" is completely reversed here.

Han Ruoli watched this scene in surprise, she had never seen such a scene, standing in the midst of lush greenery, she was startled when she saw flocks of birds.

I saw a flash of joy on Yang Feng's face, and he directly raised the slingshot and aimed at the flock of flying birds.

The stones in his hand decreased rapidly, and Han Ruoli stood next to Yang Feng and saw the movements of Yang Feng's hand, and there were still a few sounds of breaking wind in his ears.

The birds faintly couldn't see any difference, and when all the birds flew away, Han Ruoli noticed that there was something different, there were already five or six birds lying on the ground.

Yang Feng walked over and picked up all the birds lying on the ground.

Han Ruoli also felt a novelty when she looked at the bird in Yang Feng's hand, she had never been exposed to such an activity, she felt very interesting.

"Let's try the delicacies of the mountains today!"

At this time, Yuan Sheng had already come out of the woods, his head and body were all covered with leaves, and he was embarrassed, and sure enough, the work of catching birds was still hard.

"Do you eat roasted sparrows?"

Yang Feng directly knocked on Yuan Sheng's head and scolded with a smile: "Why is there roasted sparrows in your kid's head, is it delicious to roast sparrows?" ”

Han Ruoli pointed to the bird in Yang Feng's hand and said, "Besides, these don't seem to be sparrows." ”

Yang Feng smiled, I'll be responsible for doing it, and the two of you will be responsible for eating! Yang Feng directly threw it aside and found a moist place.

Han Ruoli saw Yang Feng wrapping the birds one by one with mud.

"You're going to be called a flower chicken?" Han Ruoli hadn't eaten it, but she had seen the Legend of the Condor Heroes, and she guessed something when she saw it like this.

Yang Feng smiled: "Wrong, I'm calling it a flower bird, it's much more delicious than calling a flower chicken!" ”

The mud covered the bird's whole body, and Yang Feng buried it shallowly in the pit he had dug, and then lit a fire to smoke it.

Yang Feng took a broken pillar cut off from the bamboo, blew a lot of air, and then beckoned to Yuan Sheng, Yuan Sheng ran over with a fart, mentioning food, this kid ran relatively fast, although meat is not allowed in the Taoist temple, but there is no clear rule, so this kid still stole a lot of mouths in his spare time.

Handing over the blowing work to Yuan Sheng, Yang Feng relaxed, pulled Han Ruoli and ran to the stone on the side and sat down.

A lot of time has passed, and Yuan Sheng's face has changed from delicate to a small black briquette, full of embarrassment, and Han Ruoli smiled when she saw this.

Yang Feng also smiled, if he didn't hand over this job to Yuan Sheng, Yang Feng estimated that he should be so respectful now, and he felt too embarrassed to be like this in front of a beautiful woman.

For the sake of his handsomeness and chic, Yang Feng decisively sold his young 'comrade-in-arms'.

Yuan Sheng ran to the side of the stream to wash his face, Yang Feng directly began to dig the pit, dug the pit open, and couldn't wait to take out the mud ball in it.

Yang Feng held it carefully with his hand, and his mouth kept making the sound of inhaling, this thing was extremely hot.

"Break the mud away and eat it, right?" Han Ruoli peeled off the layers of mud, and she was drooling when she smelled this fragrance now.

Yang Feng stopped her and said, "There is still one last process left!" ”

The meat in Han Ruoli's hand was taken by Yang Feng, and he saw that Yang Feng took out a lot of small porcelain bottles from his arms, and then took each one and sprinkled a lot of powder on it.

After a while, Yang Feng handed it back to Han Ruoli.

Han Ruoli couldn't wait to tear open a piece of bird meat and stuff it into her mouth, although she kept inhaling in her heart, this bird meat was really a little too hot, but she applauded in her heart!

Bird meat melts in the mouth, it is really the best in the world, she feels that there are many famous hotels in Yanjing City, but none of them can compare to this bird meat.

Real game!

Yang Feng also picked up a piece, sprinkled the condiments as he had just done, and ate it slowly, looking at Han Ruoli's gobbling up, a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

Yuan Sheng quickly ran back, his face had been washed, but he was also anxious when he saw that Yang Feng and Han Ruoli had already eaten him, and he also joined in.

When Yang Feng saw this, he took it out of his arms again and took out a wine gourd.

Meimei took a sip and sighed: "Good wine, good food!" Life is like this, and there are no regrets in death! "I can't help but feel a little refreshed in my heart.

Suddenly, the wine gourd in his hand was taken away, and Yang Feng watched in a daze as Han Ruoli poured a mouthful into his mouth.

His lips moved slightly, wanting to remind Han Ruoli, but it was too late, Han Ruoli directly squirted out the wine he had just drunk, and coughed violently.

Auntie, burn the knife, it's rare for a woman to drink like this, it's really fierce...... (To be continued.) )