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Huang Chao woke up at dawn every day, and after washing, he took light work and came to the mountains and forests behind Chongyang Palace, breathing in the cool air of the morning, and carrying out the necessary morning classes every day. His martial arts have overwhelmed the three generations of disciples, and the second generation of disciples is not necessarily his opponent, and his status in the Quanzhen Sect is transcendent, and no one cares about his practice.

He did a few punches, and after thirty-six weeks, the sun was already rising high. Huang Chao faced the mountain wind, took out the bamboo flute, and played a few tunes at will, practicing internal skills and music on the one hand. In this era, the sound wave gong must not be shouted, even if it is the western poison Ouyang Feng, he can also play the iron kite with one hand. I can't make music and can't go out to meet people at all. Huang Chao was instructed by Huang Rong and began to learn to play the bamboo flute, inheriting the fine tradition of Peach Blossom Island.

His internal skills are successful, and he doesn't need to be able to urge, and the sound of the flute can be transmitted far away. He is skillful, has beautiful tunes, and is not afraid to disturb the people by making noise.

A few days after Guo Jing left, Qiu Chuji suddenly summoned his disciples and said to them: "There is a big villain in Hebei, and some fellow people in the rivers and lakes have sent a heroic post, inviting our Quanzhen Sect to help. I'll go with your uncle to have a look. When I'm not there, you have to cultivate well. Later, if you don't understand something, go and ask Uncle Ma. ”

"Yes." Huang Chao responded, and sent away Qiu Chuji and others with his master and uncles. The Quanzhen Sect is spread all over the north, with countless followers and a wide variety of teaching affairs, and the Seven Sons of Quanzhen often have to come forward to help people solve problems, which is also a reason for their slow practice.

A few days later, Yin Zhiping called Huang Chao and said, "Guo'er, there is something for you to do for the teacher, do you know that we often help the neighbors of the Tomb Sect and send them rice and food." Now I'm going to help Uncle Ma deal with teaching affairs, and I don't have time to doppelganger, so you pick up something and send it over. Our two factions have a deep relationship, so you have to be polite to people. ”

Huang Chao looked at Yin Zhiping in shock, and quickly regained his composure: "Oh, that fume is over." ”

"Hey, I haven't told you how to get there?"

"Last time I went to Master Qiu once, goodbye, Master." Huang Chao carried a load of grain, vegetables and meat, and walked quickly towards the back mountain, not knowing what expression to use.

He soon came to the door of the Tomb Sect, and the beautiful sound of the piano came from the forest, and it seemed that the little dragon girl was playing the piano. Huang Chao cleared his throat and sent his voice into the forest: "Yang Guo, the real person of Quanzhen Changchun, carry the food here, and ask a friend from the ancient tomb to receive it." ”

Three piano sounds sounded in the forest, and the little dragon girl said she had heard it.

It didn't take long for a white-clothed beauty to come out of the forest and appear in front of Huang Chao, at that moment, Huang Chao fell into a trance, and his thoughts didn't know where he had drifted. Countless memories of reality flooded into his heart. The memories were half sour and half sweet, but they all reminded him that it had been a long, long time since he left reality......

I still remember that he just went to college at the age of 18, and the cafeteria was still very powerful. Especially in the morning, the xiao long bao is simply the conscience of the industry, the size is about five centimeters, full of meat filling, and the oil juice sprays out as soon as you bite into it. Huang Chao was hit several times, and the oil juice was sprinkled on his glasses, shirt and pants. It wasn't until the end that he understood that he could blow the buns cool and throw them all in his mouth. In this way, as soon as the teeth are bitten, the warm oil fills the teeth, and the mouth is full of fragrance. Serve with a bowl of sweet soy milk, or tofu brain with coriander, mustard, shrimp skin, chili oil and marinade...... It's a meal like no other.

This delicacy is an important reason for Huang Chao to get up early, thanks to the canteen. It's a pity that people don't have a thousand days of good, flowers don't have a hundred days of red, the buns in the canteen are getting more and more frustrated, and the size is still like that later, the filling has become an unknown paste-like substance, and the overflowing oil juice is nowhere to be found.

There is no banquet in the world, and Huang Chao finally embarked on the road of no return without breakfast...... Ah, xiao long bao, xiao long bao, when will you be able to eat the delicious taste when you first meet at the age of 18?

Huang Chao borrowed the scene to lyrical, thinking of the xiaolongbao and the chicken leg of three pieces and five in the school cafeteria, the more he thought about it, the colder his heart became: "Damn, which director of the TV series is who, do you believe that I will kill you after returning to reality?" ”

Xiao Long Bao, oh no, it was Xiaolongnu who saw Huang Chao suddenly stunned, lost focus of her vision, and an expression of reminiscence appeared on her face, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes annoyed, like she suddenly went crazy. She shouted, "Hey, hey, are you alright?" She looked at Huang Chao and showed a murderous aura, and cautiously did not step forward.

Huang Chao quickly regained his composure, looked at the woman in white in front of him, and said politely: "I'm here to deliver something, I'm the apprentice grandson of the ancestor of the Qiu pilot." Girl, are you a little dragon girl? ”

"Well, you put things down."

Huang Chao carefully looked at the other party's appearance, although her small face was round, like a bun, and her hairstyle was strange, like two chicken legs, but she was indeed fair-skinned, pale and bloodless, and her age looked like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Because of his small appearance, although the other party is slightly fat, there is still a kind of cuteness. Huang Chao took a breath and said calmly: "My name is Yang Guo, and I have met Sister Xiaolong. ”

Xiaolongnu nodded expressionlessly, and Huang Chao explained: "Master Qiu said that I should call you aunt, but I see that you are about the same age, so I still call you sister." ”

The little dragon girl was cold, and she didn't care about this title at all. She still nodded silently, and was about to send off the guests, when her eyes fell on Huang Chao's bamboo flute: "Do you play the flute every morning?" ”

"Yes."

"It's too noisy, don't play it near the tomb anymore." The little dragon girl lifted things, didn't say goodbye, turned around and left.

Huang Chao looked at her back helplessly, and complained in his heart: "Hey, you still don't want to learn the goddess of icebergs, you can't do the last two words......"

Qiu Chuji walked for a long time, Yin Zhiping kept Huang Chao in charge of delivering things, Huang Chao came and went and became familiar with Xiaolongnu, and at the same time he also met Grandma Sun.

On this day, Huang Chao came to deliver things again, the melodious sound of the piano echoed in the woods in front of the ancient tomb, the breeze was blowing, the grass and trees were green, and the birds were chirping, so a fairy scenery. If he didn't know the appearance of Fuqin people, Huang Chao might still have countless beautiful imaginations.

He took out the bamboo flute and played a song to the sound of the little dragon girl's piano. Xiaolongnu pushed the tune to a high level of difficulty and wanted to get rid of Huang Chao, but Huang Chao's musical skills were already full, and they perfectly matched the sound of the piano. After a long time, the little dragon girl stopped stroking the qin and came to the forest in a fluttering shape.

"From a distance, it's really a beautiful woman coming with the wind, and when you look closer, it looks like a balloon." Huang Chao thought bitterly, but the environment, the sound of the piano, and the atmosphere all gave him the illusion of a peerless beauty, which was too terrifying.

The little dragon girl fell to the ground, her round face was full of indifference: "I told you that the flute is very noisy, and you are not allowed to make noise in the future." Next time, you must not get so close. Her voice was flat, there was no anger at all, only a coldness.

Huang Chaoxin said: "I have sent you things for so many days, and you haven't even said a word of thanks, I ......"

His expression was heavy, and he said earnestly: "Miss Long, I know that your cultivation of the exercises has made you feel cold and indifferent, which is understandable. But people only have one youth in their lives, and you have already passed your eighteenth birthday, don't you have the idea of losing weight? As a girl, don't you have a love for beauty, so you are willing to waste your years like flowers with such a figure? Don't let down Shaoguang. ”

When Huang Chao said this, he was already on full alert, and he turned around and fled for his life at any time. Once the other party throws out a large number of jade bee needles, Huang Chao can only stimulate his mental power to resist when he can't dodge.

However, the little dragon girl still looked indifferent: "I'm fat, I don't look good in your eyes, so what?" She turned her head, recalled the past, and said quietly: "When my senior sister escaped from the ancient tomb, she asked me to help her eat three meals a day when she left. If your body becomes like this, you can't help it......"

Her voice didn't complain, just recounted a fact. Huang Chao was furious when he heard it: "Li Mochou, good intentions, good killing, good killing!" ”