The reunion after life and death always makes people very attached, and the two tell their respective experiences, as long as the ending is good, no matter how much suffering they experience, they can also be light. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Qingzhi hugged Xin Yao and kept rubbing her hands for her, so that Xin Yao could slowly feel the warmth from her palm.

"Xin Yao, you are so stupid, just wait for me on the shore obediently, why do you want to jump into the lake." Meng Qing's heart was distressed, in case Xin Yao didn't survive the depth of the lake, she drowned before she fell; or fall and get hurt; Or, if he was frozen to death by the cold and terrifying lake, Meng Qingzhi didn't dare to imagine it.

"If you dare to cause me to lose my life, I will become a ghost, and I will be inseparable from you." Xin Yao nestled in Meng Qingzhi's arms, enjoying the sense of security of being spoiled.

"Bah, you won't lose your life."

"Then you have to cherish your life in the future. Didn't we say that we should be greedy for life and afraid of death, and live a long life? ”

"Well, it won't change if it's good, but you have to promise me first, if I have to leave for a while in the future, you must wait for me in the same place, and you must not do stupid things again." Meng Qingzhi said that the reason why he was able to meet again by accident this time was actually Xin Yao's original intention was to jump into the lake and die for his love.

"Little aunt!" Meng Qingzhi heard the movement and looked towards the door, only to see the white-haired woman holding two burnt yellow fish in both hands, "Wow, it's so fragrant, thank you, little aunt!" ”

Meng Qingzhi was not polite, and before the white-haired woman could speak, he took the lead in taking the fish and handed it to Xin Yao with flowers and Buddha offerings.

"Xin Yao, taste it, the fish made by my little aunt is the most delicious in the world."

"Thank you, senior." Xin Yao was a little flattered.

To be able to cook fish in such a cold environment, empty, and purely use internal force to raise the temperature to cook fish, what a powerful predecessor this must be.

But such an immeasurable big man used her pure skills to grill fish for herself.

"Are you a disciple of the Qingsi Sect?" The white-haired woman asked the doubts in her heart, and tried her best to pretend to be nothing.

"Well, the junior is the third generation disciple of the Qingsi Sect." Xin Yao replied respectfully and seriously.

"It's one hundred and three years old, and it's only passed down to the third generation?" The white-haired woman couldn't help but wonder, what happened to the current martial arts seniors, who like to accept grandchildren?

After calculating before, Jun Yan should have accepted Meng Qingzhi at the age of more than half a hundred; And Xin Yao, who is now in the prime of her life, is actually the third-generation disciple of the long-standing Qingsimen?

The white-haired woman didn't know that she had missed her mouth for a while, and told her true age.

"Senior, what did you say, Lin Bo is one hundred and three years old, what does it have to do with my Qingsimen?" Xin Yao was puzzled, only the one hundred and three years old in the mouth of the white-haired woman referred to Master Yang Lin who was preparing to hold a birthday banquet.

"Limber?" The white-haired woman was also puzzled, where did a Lin Bo appear, could it be that in this world, besides herself and Yang Lin, there are other masters who can live so long?

"Lin Bo is my ancestor, Master Yang Lin. My master and ancestor live in Qingying Mountain all the year round, so the disciples of Qingsimen affectionately call him the old man Lin Bo. Meng Qingzhi explained that the ancestor has always seen the head and the tail of the dragon, and it turned out that he was living in seclusion in Qingying Mountain.

The white-haired woman was shocked when she heard this, how shocked she was, Yang Lin actually chose to live in Qingying Mountain?

"Senior, have you ever met Qingsimen?" Xin Yao asked cautiously.

But seeing that the white-haired woman was silent, after being shocked, she revealed a deep sadness, turned into two lines of tears, and unconsciously hung on her cheeks.

"Senpai, Senpai?" Xin Yao and Meng Qingzhi couldn't help but be surprised, how could this white-haired woman cry quietly.

"Ah, uh, ahem, I grilled the fish too hard, and it hurt my eyes, no, the fish are all burnt." The white-haired woman came back to her senses and hurriedly came up with a blunt reason to cover up her gaffe.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired woman wiped away the tears on her face and re-revealed a hearty smile, "Xin Yao, look at you, the seniors have more students, why don't you follow Qingzhi and call me an aunt?" ”

Xin Yao couldn't help but feel embarrassed, Jinrou treated herself like a child, and Xin Yao had already regarded Aunt Jinrou as her mother, in Xin Yao's heart, aunt was the closest and dearest title.

For Xin Yao, her aunt is unique, only Jinrou, and it is really against her will to call other seniors as her aunt.

"Little aunt, don't be embarrassed, Xin Yao has an aunt who is as kind as a mountain, and she is even closer than her mother." Meng Qingyi said that Xin Yao's heart was broken, hoping that the little aunt could understand.

"Then I'll teach you kung fu, can you call me master?" The white-haired woman did not blame, but excitedly made another suggestion.

As soon as these words came out, before Xin Yao could be embarrassed, Meng Qingzhi suddenly felt that something was wrong and opened his mouth first.

"Then how can it be done, Xin Yao's master is the highly respected Master Siling."

"Si Ling's personal disciple? Si Ling is old, and she is still accepting disciples. The white-haired woman was thoughtful, and when she heard her tone, she seemed to be extremely familiar with Si Ling.

"Senior, do you know the family teacher?" Xin Yao was surprised, Qingsimen has always disliked publicity, but the strong are self-reliant, and they didn't expect the prestige of Master Siling to be so far-reaching.

"Familiar." The white-haired woman smiled with her eyebrows, and at that time, Si Ling combed her hair in two buns, which was cute.

"The origin of this senior is not simple, he is familiar with my master, even if it is our master, he has to be called a senior." Meng Qingzhi said that although the little aunt refused to disclose her age, it was certain that she was at least one round older than Jun Yan.

"Xin Yao, I like you a lot, but I don't like you to call me senior." The white-haired woman looked at Xin Yao's gaze, revealing infinite tenderness and appreciation.

"Then I'll add a surname in front of my aunt, and dare to ask my seniors for their surnames." Xin Yao thought about it, it was not impossible to call her aunt, just distinguish it.

The white-haired woman was silent for a moment and said, "I don't remember my surname, I have a single name." ”

She didn't want to mention her last name because it carried so many memories.

The Bin Goddess has died, and I believe that there are not many juniors in the rivers and lakes who know this name, but Meng Qingzhi and Xin Yao have special identities, in case they know that their surname is Bin, they may be deduced that they are the Bin Goddess.

"Aunt Lu, thank you Aunt Lu for the fish, it's so fragrant!"

Watching Xin Yao take a small sip, her pale face before was getting better and better, and Binlu was inexplicably relieved, "If you like it, I will make you fish to eat every day in the future." ”

"Great, great, there is food, housing and beautiful people, and life is worry-free!"

Meng Qingzhi was suddenly overjoyed, first he solved the pain of lovesickness, and now he solved the worry of satiety, which is equivalent to solving all his worries at once, and he can concentrate on studying how to leave here without worry.

Binlu was angry and funny, she rolled Meng Qing's eyes, and said deliberately fiercely: "I'll only make it for Xin Yao to eat, you, eat sashimi." ”

"Isn't it!" Meng Qingzhi's whole body wilted.

Binlu and Xin Yao couldn't help laughing at the same time, with Meng Qingzhi's living treasure, even if they stayed in this empty ice room at the bottom of the lake, the future days would not be boring.