Chapter Forty-Eight: Hitting the Iceberg 1
After nine deaths, Ouyang Zizhi finally recovered from the heavy blow of reorganization. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info from quenching to reorganizing, the painful days of life have finally revealed the dawn, but she didn't have time to celebrate herself, and tragically found that it was right to send away death, but who could tell her, why did an iceberg run again?
As the saying goes, if the mountain is not me, I will be the mountain. This iceberg comes by itself, what is the rhythm?
That's right, this iceberg in Ouyang Ziji's eyes is Yun Tianmo.
"Have I seen him?" Every time Ouyang Zizhi was frozen by the cold air emanating from Yun Tianmo's body, she couldn't help but ask herself, she was very sure that she didn't know this iceberg, no, she shouldn't know this person.
"You two have a grudge?" Whenever Rong Yi saw Ouyang Ziji's fear of Yun Tianmo, he couldn't help but ask, didn't he look like it, didn't Yun Tianmo be very attentive to Ouyang Ziji at that time?
Did you make a mistake?
Looking at Ouyang Ziji, who shook his head like a rattle, Rong Yi looked at Yun Tianmo suspiciously, did he really make a mistake, or did this kid hide too deeply?
Rong Yi's question, how could Yun Tianmo not know, he naturally didn't hate Ouyang Zixuan, let alone have a grudge against her. It's just that every time she faces Ouyang Ziji, it reminds Yun Tianmo of her being soaked in blood and completely angry. And the scene at that time always made Yun Tianmo feel inexplicably irritable, and everything at that time reminded Yun Tianmo how abnormal he was.
Let's ask, in this case, how could Ouyang Zizhi see a good look on Yun Tianmo's face? It's just that the cold released is a little heavier, and it's over after a while, and it's better to be hit by a stray bullet than a direct shot.
Adhering to the principle of not meeting if you can, you won't meet, and if you meet by chance, you will avoid it in time, Ouyang Ziji's winter has returned to normal temperatures.
It was a warm day when the sun was shining on his body, and Ouyang Zixu, who didn't need to cultivate for the time being, found the only remaining flower tea from a large cabinet. There is no wind and no snow, it is rare to encounter such good weather in winter, make a pot of flower tea, turn a few pages of idle books, isn't it leisurely?
In the past few days, Rong Yi and Yun Tianmo don't know what they are discussing, and they are mysterious every day. Ouyang Zizhi didn't want to find someone to drink tea, but he happened to see the iceberg move out of the house early in the morning, and it was most suitable to take this opportunity to go to Rong Yi for tea.
Walking towards Rong Yi's small courtyard with a tea tray, Ouyang Zizhi secretly laughed in his heart, but he didn't expect that he was in a good mood because he avoided Yun Tianmo.
"Uncle, while the iceberg is not there, I invite you to drink ......" Pushing open the door of Rong Yi's room, Ouyang Ziji's brisk voice came into the inner room, and it has always been Ouyang Ziji's characteristic to arrive before the sound arrives.
"Ahem." Rong Yi coughed, put his hand at his side, and secretly waved towards Ouyang Ziyi.
"Uncle, I finally found an opportunity, if the iceberg is here, I won't come to you for tea." Looking at the past from Ouyang Ziji's position, Rong Yi was standing next to a pillar in the room, and his gesture of waving his hand was not obvious, and he was ignored by Ouyang Ziji.
Rong Yi's lips trembled slightly, if he hadn't spurted it desperately, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.
Ouyang Zizhi walked to the table, put down the tea tray, a teapot, two teacups, and as for the refreshments, there was no need to expect extravagant hopes. The pastries that Bai Su had prepared for Ouyang Ziji earlier had already been exhausted, and now there was only this last brew of flower tea left.
"Uncle, don't you have a burning pot in your house? That's right, burning a pot won't do you much. Uncle, I'm brewing tea, please close the door, why do I feel colder and colder. "Ouyang Zizhi is rare to be able to take advantage of Yun Tianmo's absence to come to Rong Yi, his mood is simply beautiful, if it weren't for the fact that this winter is too cold, it will be even more perfect.
Without waiting for Rong to speak, Ouyang Zizhi continued: "Uncle, your apprentice won't come back so early, right?" I didn't prepare his share of this pot of tea......"
If that iceberg comes, what kind of tea do you drink, just drinking the cold can kill people. On weekdays, there is no chance to get along with Rong Yi alone, if he doesn't complain fiercely today, Ouyang Ziyi is really afraid that he will be sick.
Ouyang Zixu here crackled and complained a lot, and Rong Yi next to the pillar over there had already bent down, holding his stomach with both hands, trembling violently, and his untied black hair fell down, blocking Rong Yi's side face.
"Uncle, why can't you be...... Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you? After flushing the boiling water into the teapot, Ouyang Zizhi finally turned around and no longer turned his back to Rong Yi, but who knew that as soon as he turned around, he saw Rong Yi seemed to be lying in pain.
Ouyang Zizhi took three steps and made two steps, seeing that Rong Yi was trembling so much, where was he still in the mood to drink tea, and asked with concern: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Sick? Does it hurt somewhere? ”
As soon as Rong heard Ouyang Ziyi's eager voice, he slowly turned his head, and his face covered by black hair was also revealed at this time.
Ouyang Zizhi saw Rong Yi's face clearly, what kind of face was that?
The face was flushed, and the green tendons could be faintly seen, and the eyes seemed to be smiling, but the eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together. The tip of his nose was a little sweaty, his thin lips were pursed, and he trembled with his body from time to time. I don't know whether the corners of my mouth are going to go up or down......
In short, this is a face full of contradictions, and at first glance, this expression is really scary.
Doesn't Rong Yimo have some old diseases? Is this a disease? Ouyang Zizhi stroked his back and asked if he needed any medicine, she could go and get it.
At this time, where could Rong Yi speak, he didn't expect that he could actually see Yun Tianmo's jokes in his lifetime, and he was called an iceberg in front of him with such a red fruit. I want to laugh, but I don't dare to laugh too obviously, it's too hard. (Master Rong, you can laugh directly, the way you are now, holding back is more obvious than laughing.) )
"Your room is too cold, if you have any old diseases, you should pay more attention to keeping warm." It's a shame that he is still a peerless master, and he can't take care of himself so much, while talking, he feels that the room is getting colder and colder, "Why don't I go and burn a pot for you, it's always comfortable to be warmer......"
It's getting cold in the house? Ouyang Zizhi suddenly thought of something, and turned his head suddenly-
"Ah!!h Cloud Sky Ink! How is Yun Tianmo! He, he, he, isn't he out?
"Hahaha......" Rong couldn't hold it back again, this girl saw Yun Tianmo is expression like seeing a ghost, it was really funny.
"You, you, you...... He, he ......" Ouyang Zizhi pointed at Yun Tianmo with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and looked at Rong Yi in disbelief, as if asking, "Why is he here?" ”
Although Rong Yi smiled very devotedly, he still kindly pointed to the pillar in the room to Ouyang Zi.
Yes, when he came in, Rong Yi was standing next to the pillar, and his vision was just blocked by the pillar. And behind the pillar is ......
Cloud! Sky! Ink!