Chapter 13: Return to Yanchi (1)
"Sister Yi, Sister Yi, it's here" Lan Hanyan stood on the bow of the boat, covering the heat like the blazing sun with one hand, and saw the mountain villa faintly visible in the distance, and hurriedly called Ning Yuge in the cabin.
After breakfast, the three of them chatted about tea in the small cabin at the bow of the boat, the sun was high, although it was a little stuffy, the cool breeze on the lake gently caressed the face, but also leisurely.
The distant mountains are slowly approaching, and the Yan Pond is already close at hand.
Hearing Lan Hanyan's call, Ning Yuge was busy responding, slowly out of the cabin, the old scene of Yanchi that came into view was still there, but it was so unfamiliar, the smoke screen on the highest Yuxi Peak in the distance was misty, towering into the clouds, and the elegant and cold mountain villa building was the Yuli Courtyard.
It is really a home in the depths of the white clouds, Yanchi Yanshi has always been famous for being born, indifferent and elegant, quiet and far-reaching, even this jade glass courtyard is just a white wall and black tile, a simple and quiet pastoral scene.
Oh, born or in the world, they are all in the world, what is the difference, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Ning Yuge's heart.
Lan Zhebai also followed out of the cabin, seeing that Ning Yuge didn't say a word, there seemed to be worry in the eyebrows under his eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Sister Yi, don't worry, this Yanchi Conference is just a formality, I don't want to fight or grab, it will be smooth naturally."
"What he said was," Ning Yu Ge greeted and greeted.
In the distant sky, dark clouds are silently intertwined, although they can't hide the brilliance of the sun, but they are still safely coiled with a little dead air, as if they are accumulating energy for the imminent rainstorm, a few scattered ashes, the black pressure is fluttering, revealing some lowness.
"Oh, is this going to rain, the weather in Jiangnan is really changeable" Lan Hanyan shook his head helplessly, saying that the sky in Jiangnan is like a baby's face, the sun is like fire in summer, and the rain is continuous in an instant, but it is really in it, and it feels unreal.
"I'm afraid it's going to change the sky" Ning Yuge said meaningfully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, even if the wind and clouds change, the most unpredictable thing is only the word people's hearts, this celestial phenomenon has always been lined with people's hearts, so it has become more treacherous.
Lan Zhebai glanced deeply at Ning Yuge, tasted this sentence, and nodded, even if the Lan family does not fight or grab, and lives a dull life, this turbulence will also be involved, I am afraid that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, Sister Yi is right, the sky is going to change, and the clans will have to find another mountain.
The boat slowly docked, and the ships of the immortals also arrived one after another, and there was a warbler on the shore, greeting and greeting, and the exchange was continuous, and the enthusiasm was endless.
The immortal clans are usually distributed in all corners of the Yuanhai, and in the past hundred years, they have advocated their own politics and developed slowly, and the Yanchi Conference has become a rare event for exchanging martial arts formations every few years.
Lan Zhebai was busy dealing with the heads of the immortal clans, dealing with them calmly, and Lan Hanyan on the side was so indifferent that he pulled Ning Wuge to introduce the various immortal clans in a low voice.
While everyone was chatting, Mo Yu landed on the shore, and everyone bowed their heads and waited, silent.
The man's black hair in ink clothes flowed out, his expression was always indifferent and cold, his black eyes drooped lightly, and his peerless elegance was still the same, but now people couldn't take their eyes off, but now they were haggard and quite weak, and everyone hung their heads and said in unison, "Lord Mo"
Mo Jiu bowed his head, along the path that everyone gave way, his body was light, every step seemed to be stepping on the clouds, mixed with the mist slowly rising on the shore, everyone only felt that the scene in front of them was like a single fairyland, beautiful.
All kinds of carriages had arrived, ready to connect the immortals to the top of the mountain, and the relatives of the small clan gate lords followed with their horses.
Ning Yuge walked with the car, while lifting the curtain to enjoy the mountain scenery.
Although the Yuxi Peak is high, the mountain road is built smoothly and abnormally, Yan Yunji, the former head of the Yan family, loves Qimen Dunjia, and the mechanism formation is all used in the design of the Yuli Courtyard.
"Uncle Yan, this peak is so high, but Ge'er doesn't feel bumpy along the way"
"Hahaha, Ge'er is only a few years old to discover such secrets, not bad, not bad, do you want to learn, Uncle Yan will teach you ......"
"Yunji, don't talk about it day and night, the song is still young, come to the song, eat snacks with my aunt, I'm tired all the way, our song is really getting better and better"
"You see that you are losing face to me again, I will sing a loyal little disciple, and I will snatch it away from you"
"Don't you still have a child?"
"Don't mention that stinky boy, it's not like me at all"
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"Sister Yi, Sister Yi" Lan Hanyan's voice pulled Ning Yuge's thoughts back, this mountain road, even the various forests and vegetation that passed through were still the same as they were back then, and the voice and smile of the old man instantly filled his mind, and he couldn't help jumping and playing back.
"What's wrong with Yan'er?" Ning Yuge heard Lan Hanyan's voice in a flash, came back to his senses, and hurriedly asked.
"Sister Yi, I'm going to ask you what's wrong, is this mountain scenery so beautiful, I turned a deaf ear to you after calling you several times"
Lan Hanyan pouted, and stuffed a piece of chestnut cake to Ning Yuge, how did Sister Yi get Yan Chi so strangely, as if she was preoccupied.
"Oh, when I was young, I came to Yanchi with my father and mother, and now I think of my family...... It's okay, it's okay" Ning Yuge smiled lonely, broke the chestnut cake, stuffed a small piece, and suddenly the mouth was soft and sweet.
Lan Hanyan drooped her head at this time, "Ah, Sister Yi, I'm sorry"
"It's okay, it's not that you guys are here, it makes me feel at home again" Ning Yuge smiled warmly, for her, except for a few people in the world, there are no relatives.
The home is destroyed, the person is dead, where is the home?
"Sister Yi doesn't dislike it, our Lan family will always be your home, and Sister Yi can live forever" Lan Hanyan shook her hand, and the two pear vortices jumped, very sincerely.
"Yes, it is providence to know each other by fate, and Sister Yi can treat us as relatives" Lan Zhebai smiled gently, put down the scroll in his hand, and his eyes were full of warmth.
Ning Yuge nodded, and his heart was extremely moved, these two children were so kind, and they were not contaminated by the world, it was really rare.