There is a dense bamboo forest in the mountain behind the apricot forest.

At this time, the evening wind is swaying the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound.

This is a scene that Qingwen has never seen before, with thick bamboos reaching into the clouds.

The bamboo leaves under your feet are very thick, and there is no sound when you step on them.

The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the golden bamboo forest, and the back was embedded in the surroundings, which was very harmonious.

The short hair hangs down naturally, hiding the ears in it......

Wei Xiaobao turned around and saw that it was a bun-faced young man, the two were the same age, and Qingwen was a head shorter than her......

"Did you come down from Floating Mountain?"

Qingwen pursed her lips when she saw that the other party found her, and puffed up her courage to ask.

The other party did not answer his words, and for some reason a smile appeared on his face, and asked rhetorically:

"How long have you been with me?"

Wei Xiaobao kept thinking about Ming Jiu, but he didn't notice the young man behind him.

Qingwen's face suddenly turned red, and she said tremblingly after half a sound: "I am a teacher......"

A big hand that was born for no reason suddenly blocked Qingwen's mouth.

Baoyu ignored Wei Xiaobao on the side, pulled Qingwen to the side and whispered: "This is not Sanssouci Valley, how can you easily tell a stranger our purpose." ”

"I saw with my own eyes that she burned a demon cultivator who had successfully formed a pill with sword fire...... Why did you come along?"

Kill a demon clan and you can believe in it?!

Her mind was as simple and clear as Qingwen, and it was the first time Wei Xiaobao had seen it, and she was a little curious about this short boy with a bulging face.

"You're from Northlands?"

was seen by the other party at a glance, and Baoyu became even more nervous.

"Master said that two teenagers from Beidi County came to worship the mountain recently, I don't think it must be the two of you, right?!" Wei Xiaobao deliberately quipped.

"Are you really coming down from the floating mountain?"

Wei Xiaobao was about to answer, when a loud cow sound came in the footsteps of the night.

"It's coming fast...... Let's go, go eat cold skin and ......"

Saying that, Wei Xiaobao walked out of the bamboo forest, and Qingwen and Baoyu followed back to the street.

......

Five bowls of hot rice husk are steaming and plump sesame seeds are slowly swimming in the red oil......

The hot rice skin is not as strong and heavy as the hot pot, and it is soft

Compared with the morning market, the Chunhe store that has just entered the night seems a little deserted.

It's obviously three people, why are there five bowls of rice skin on the table?

Qingwen was wondering about this, and a childish young boy rode a buffalo from a distance.

"Senior sister, everyone is watching the excitement, you are at ease!" the little boy shouted from afar.

Qingwen naturally didn't know what the excitement in his mouth meant, he only knew that one of the extra bowls was for him.

And who is the fifth bowl of rice peel for?!

The little boy who jumped off the back of the buffalo was called Beitang Yi, don't look at his youngest, he was just over five years old, but he was the personal disciple of the head of Fushan like Wei Xiaobao.

"If you don't eat this rice skin again, it will be hard......"

Before the person arrives, the voice arrives first.

Qingwen walked from the backyard with the wind on the soles of her feet, and she was still wearing the coarse cloth undershirt with rusty rice milk, and the green tendons on her already thin arms were very abrupt.

Dark skin, white teeth like rice skin, and ears like two rabbits squatting in a bush of short hair.

He looks very ordinary, except for the short hair that is different from everyone else, there is nothing unusual about him.

Baoyu looked at this Qingwen carefully, very curious about what this person who made Wei Xiaobao wait was capable of.

I caught a glimpse of a turquoise grasshopper lying on the pillar in a daze, with a grim smile on the corner of its mouth.

The next moment, the green grasshopper landed on top of Qingwen's head, looking extremely cute.

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and looked at the grasshopper.

Only Qingwen glared at Baoyu seriously.

Qingwen was not annoyed, her little hand reached out to the top of her head, and the gnats did not run away, and were caught by him.

There was an attacking chill around the grasshopper, and everyone could feel it from a long distance, but Qingwen couldn't.

Qingwen and Beitang Yi stared blankly at the gnats in his hands, quietly waiting for the next scene.

Unlike Qingwen, who put the grasshopper back on top of her head, the grasshopper used the top of Qingwen's head as a perch and no longer went to the ground.

"It's good to eat the rice skin while it's hot, second brother, change the bowl for everyone. ”

As soon as Qingwen's voice fell, a thin man with a pockmarked face came out of the back hall.

Only then did Baoyu understand that this "rice skin banquet" was originally set up by Qingwen.

While everyone was enjoying the rice paste, he secretly visited Qingwen, only to find that the other party's mind was as silent as stagnant water, lifeless.

When he was wondering, he could see a pair of eyes staring at him faintly.

Don't think about it, it's Qingwen.

"I, the green cicada, recognize life, but the little thing has no hostility towards you......"

Baoyu looked at the grasshopper above his head, and there was an expectation that this little thing was Qingwen's, so he smiled awkwardly and didn't answer.

Wei Xiaobao found another thin red line between the thighs of the cicada that Qingwen called the green cicada, and he didn't feel a little flustered.

Could it be that as Uncle Shi said, this kid really has contact with the demon clan?

She looked at the green cicada sleeping on top of Qingwen's head with a serious face, and regretted killing it without asking.

"This isn't your average pet!"

Beitang Yi, who had been silent, muttered to himself.

"I didn't raise the little thing, I took care of it a few months ago, and he hasn't come back since......" Qingwen said as she glanced at the night outside the window.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to come back. ”

Qingwen glanced at Qingwen who was talking in confusion.

During the banquet, only Qingwen and Wei Xiaobao knew the scene that happened in the apricot grove a few hours ago.

After listening to his own story, Qingwen's indifferent reaction made Qingwen very puzzled.

How can a person's heart be so cold......

Qingwen and Hakuchi have been together for most of the past year, and he was able to suppress the chaotic fire, and the green cicada played a very important role.

The death of Ming Jiu and Qingwen's indifference made Wei Xiaobao, who had never asked about the world, also confused.

No one knew what Qingwen was thinking at this time, and his eyes revealed a rare silence at this age, like a pool of stagnant water.

Wei Xiaobao was thinking, could this be the miracle of demon cultivation, she didn't know.

"My mission is complete, and the rest is up to you. Wei Xiaobao got up and looked at Qingwen, Qingwen and Baoyu one by one, and said to Beitangyi.

"Senior sister, you can go with confidence, I will send the three of them up the mountain in good condition......

"Send it up the mountain?!"

Baoyu thought she had misheard and got up and asked rhetorically.

"We are not here to worship the mountain, we are ......"

Wei Xiaobao ignored the surprise of the two, turned around and walked out, and disappeared into the street in an instant.

Qingwen looked at Baoyu and Beitang Yi in embarrassment, and she didn't know where to put her two hands.

"Let's go, there's nothing to ...... to explain"

Qingwen got up and said to Beitang Yi, who was looking at her.

He borrowed the Chunhe shop to live in the meaning of Fushan, and after his second failure to face the mountain, he already knew that someone in Fushan came to "pick up" today, and he naturally would not come back.

Over the years, the practice has been fruitless, and the love for the world has diluted a lot, if it was two years ago, Qingwen might still cry.

......

The four of them walked out of the Chunhe shop and walked towards Fushan.

Mazi, who was called the second brother by Qingwen, looked at the back that was gradually moving away, and couldn't help but be a little envious.

There was no moon that night, no evening breeze, and I slept well in autumn and spring.

Bei Tangyi rode a buffalo to the front, and Qingwen followed closely behind.

Qingwen's back and the floating mountain hidden deep in the night, Baoyu can't connect the two......

Qingwen's dream-like order

Qingwen's dream-like order