…… This was her first step in practicing spells, and at this moment, she was full of hope for the future.

Leng Xuelai used a spell to change the chair he had made behind him, and then sat down. He kept playing with the bamboo flute in his hand.

"Did you bring the flute? Now blow a song. "Leng Xue said.

Bai Mushuang glanced at the bamboo flute he had just put on his clothes, turned his head to look at the screen again, then turned around and said, "Actually...... I don't know how to give. ”

Leng Xue thought that it was a matter of course for Bai Mushuang to know how to flute, but she didn't expect that Yu Ye might not even teach her Xiao.

The things that I knew back then were in an uproar, and the people who lived in Zhushan should have known the special nature of Bai Mushuang later.

"I heard that the bamboo essence is all tongyin, didn't you teach you?" Leng Xue didn't teach her, but she still asked her.

"No ......" Bai Mushuang nodded, and a sense of loneliness appeared in her eyes.

"Actually...... He wasn't my biological father, and he didn't let me call him ......"

A hint of surprise flashed in Leng Xuelai's eyes, he didn't expect Bai Mushuang to actually say this to him.

Leng Xuelai put away the bamboo flute in her hand, and then said to her: "Adjust the temperature by yourself, soak it when it is time, and then go back by yourself." ”

Then he went to his bed.

Bai Mushuang closed his eyes suddenly, extremely embarrassed, what did he say just now, why did he talk to Leng Xue about this.

Let's see, others will only get bored, how can a person like Leng Xuelai listen to others talk about such trivial things.

Why did I feel it and sent it to say, now it's okay, others go straight to sleep.

Bai Mushuang continued to soak in the medicine barrel, really regretting what he had just said.

Forget it, don't think about it, let's quickly adjust the temperature.

Leng Xue came back to bed, and naturally did not fall asleep immediately.

Bai Mushuang soaked in a medicinal bath on the edge of the pool, while Leng Xuelai leaned against the bedside of the underworld.

Time passed minute by minute, Bai Mushuang really felt that his body had changed, he felt lighter, and the internal force in his body was running more smoothly.

Just as Bai Mushuang was pleasantly surprised, she accidentally made a splashing sound.

Then came the voice of the cold snow that was so cold that it made people feel like they had entered the ice cellar: "This medicinal bath will be soaked for three months, and this is only the first day." ”

Bai Mushuang couldn't help but shudder, she looked in the direction of Leng Xuelai's bed, of course, it was obvious that she could only see the huge screen, and only the shadow of Leng Xuelai could be faintly seen.

By the time she arrived, Bai Mushuang had already felt sleepy, and if it weren't for the cold water in the medicine bucket, she wouldn't know how long she would sleep.

Bai Mushuang saw that the hour had come, and then quickly came out of the barrel, wiped himself, put on his clothes, and came out of the screen.

She saw that the bed was leaning against the head of the bed with her eyes closed, probably because she had been asleep for a long time. So he didn't wake him up, and went out of the cold hall himself.

The chill in the night was still very heavy, Bai Mushuang returned to the side hall as quickly as possible, and then, as when he came out, turned into a wisp of breeze and drilled in, all the way back to his bed.

A good night's sleep.

……

Day 2.

"Sister Ashuang, why did you see you refreshed today?" Ah Mei said.

"Really?" Bai Mushuang wondered, could it be that yesterday's medicated bath really worked so well.

"yes, it feels like the whole person is different." Ah Mei said.

Aqiao continued: "But I can't tell what is different, that is, it looks different from usual." ”

Bai Mushuang smiled: "Maybe I was busy yesterday, so I slept soundly at night." ”

Worshipping Leng Xue as a teacher, she seems to have acquiesced to the fact that this matter cannot be known to others.

After all, the other party is the master of the cold hall, if she lets others know that Leng Xue came to teach her spells, she doesn't know how many incidents will be caused.

……

That night, Bai Mushuang went to the cold hall again.

The medicinal bath that Leng Xue had prepared for her was prepared early next to the pool.

She first walked in front of Leng Xuelai and saluted, and then stayed there all the time, not daring to even move. The aura emanating from Leng Xuelai's body made the people around him dare not disobey him at all.

"Is there a bamboo flute?" Leng Xue asked.

"Brought it." Bai Mushuang hurriedly replied, and then took out the bamboo flute he brought. This is what Leng Xue said before she came to let her take it, can she dare to bring it, and when Leng Xue came to collect apprentices before, she said, "Accept this bamboo flute, you are my apprentice." This is probably to teach her to blow the flute, and the flute is her weapon.

"Hand out." Leng Xue said.

When Bai Mushuang heard this, he clumsily stretched out both hands. The hand holding the bamboo flute almost didn't hold it.

Leng Xuelai stretched out his hand and conjured a book in Bai Mushuang's hand.

"This is the rhythm, you can see it later in the medicinal bath."

"Yes." Bai Mushuang withdrew her hand, looking at the rhythm in her hand, she was still very happy in her heart, but standing in front of Leng Xuelai, the big iceman, she didn't show it.

Then, Bai Mushuang glanced at Leng Xue. This gave the book of music, and it didn't say that she should go to the medicinal bath now, so should she go now, or not?

Leng Xuelai noticed that she was looking at herself, and then looked at her as well.

This pair of eyes frightened Bai Mushuang a lot, and he quickly looked away.

"Don't go to the medicated bath yet."

"Yes."

Bai Mushuang hurriedly fled, standing on the edge of Leng Xuelai was really terrifying, and he didn't know why he didn't feel the murderous aura on his body when he assassinated him before?

Entering the barrel, Bai Mushuang vacated the music book with a spell, after all, there was no place to put it for her.

She looked at this music book with delight, which not only has an introduction to the music flute, a story, and a way to play it, how to use the Fa to urge the flute, and how to pass the Fa with the flute, but also a description of other musical instruments.

But for her, Leng Xue came to give her the bamboo flute, which means that he wants her to use the bamboo flute as his magic weapon.

Bai Mushuang watched it for a long time, and always wanted to blow and try it, but this is the main hall, and Leng Xuelai is still here, how can she make the hoarse and mocking sound of her first.

"You can try blowing, this is the main hall, and the sound of your flute will not be heard. In the future, as long as it is in the cold hall, you can practice. The sound of cold snow coming came again.

"Hmm."

Bai Mushuang said calmly, but in fact, she was very panicked, is this Leng Xuelai a roundworm in her stomach, or is this ghost animal able to read minds, why every time she has a question in her heart, Leng Xuelai will answer it for her in time.

The more Bai Mushuang thought about it, the more panicked she became, but she still had to pretend that nothing happened, and then picked up the bamboo flute and tried to blow it on the side of her mouth.

Sure enough, it was dumb and mocking.

The breath should be uniform and sufficient, it is written in the book, but this breath still needs more practice, and playing the flute is not a day's work.

When he arrived, Bai Mushuang still saw Leng Xuelai leaning on the bedside of the god, and then it was not easy to disturb, so he left by himself.