The hearts of senior brothers, younger brothers, younger sisters, and younger sisters instantly sank into a bottomless abyss, with endless grief and despair.

Su Yan finished, and was delirious and stunned by the fact that he had become an ordinary person.

Red makeup is always the kindest and most careful bosom sister, she doesn't care about the water droplets on the green silk on her skirt, and is the first to walk in front of Su Yan who is smiling stupidly: "Su Yan, what's wrong with you?" In fact, there is nothing bad about being an ordinary person, there will be no cold sister in the future, as long as there is a senior sister to eat, it will never be right to starve you, who dares to bully your senior sister to fight with him." ”

The love is sincere, and the eyes of the red makeup in the emotional place are a little red, my junior brother is really hard, a good great cultivator who knows the fate realm has suddenly become an ordinary person, and no one can accept it.

She grabbed Su Yan's hand: "Su Yan, let's be an ordinary person in the future, okay? Don't think about those cultivation issues, really, don't worry, Senior Sister will always be your sister in the future, ah~ You see that so many people on the mainland can't practice, isn't it still good." ”

Tang Guo'er's eyes were also red, and her hands were rubbing there all the time.

Sansan walked over and touched Su Yan's forehead with his hand to see if he had a fever again.

Liu Mengmeng's eyes were full of sadness when he looked at Su Yan.

The eyes of the gentleman and Xia Zhi flashed with anger and hatred, both of them were Daomen. The junior brother was fine when he first came, it was all the curse of Chen Banshan's despicable and shameless battle, and they had already decided to put down what they were doing before going to Guangming County.

Only the scholar was thoughtful, and carefully asked the blacksmith what Su Yan said to him.

The entire backyard was drenched in water, and no one blamed Su Yan.

This is the Academy, a group of lovely people.

Seeing that Su Yan didn't speak, tears were already bursting out of the eyes of the red makeup, "Su Yan, what's wrong with you?" ”

His hands shook vigorously.

Su Yan "woke up": "Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the crowd around him, he asked unconsciously.

The moment the water splashed down, he was immersed in the great joy that worked, and he felt a door open to him, and outside it was a world that no one had ever seen.

The scholar had already learned from the blacksmith what Su Yan had begun to say to him, and walked over to stop the red makeup and continued to ask.

Only then did Hongjiao realize that he had just held Su Yan's hand, although he was still a little embarrassed when he was his younger brother.

"Su Yan's idea is right, water can soften iron. The scholar first affirmed Su Yan's thoughts.

The blacksmith stood up unconvinced: "Water can only make iron harder, such as quenching. ”

There is no big or small distinction in academic discussions, and when the master was still in the academy, these disciples often quarreled with him.

"You're right. The scholar also agreed with the blacksmith.

Liu Mengmeng felt like he was sitting in the clouds.

"Because what you say is true, quenching can only make the iron harder. However, what Senior Brother Su Yan said about soft is not the softness in your mouth, he is referring to decomposition," the scholar explained to the blacksmith, and his words were extremely clear.

"After putting iron in water for a long time, the iron will rust and then deteriorate, which is what Senior Brother Su Yan understands as softening. ”

"More precisely, the understanding of the decomposition of matter. The scholar said.

However, what does this have to do with Su Yan's enlightenment?

The scholar didn't know either.

When Su Yan thought about this problem, he didn't actually think about the aspect of enlightenment, he just saw the blacksmith striking iron, and suddenly thought that when he introduced Xinghui into his body, he felt a bit similar to striking iron, both of which made the original object tighter and stronger after removing impurities.

The state he just had just had is actually very common in practice, the so-called forgetting of things and self.

I forgot about things, everything was done by instinct, Su Yan felt as if he had caught something, but when he thought about it carefully, he was at a loss.

Seeing that Su Yan didn't have any big problems, everyone was relieved and dispersed, and the gentleman and Xia Zhi also temporarily put aside the idea of going down to the Daomen to find bad luck.

As long as people don't go crazy, take your time with the rest.

Su Yan is not crazy, but everyone is crazy.

In the following time, Su Yan used actions to accurately interpret Sansan's sentence: not a person.

He didn't bother the blacksmith anymore.

He squatted next to him and watched the red makeup embroidery, which was embroidered with a pair of flowers.

Use a loose needle.

The blue sky is white and white, the ground is an endless sea of white flowers, and the red makeup has been embroidered for a long time.

There is still the last mandala flower left, and the red makeup is in a very good mood today.

"Fifth Senior Sister, come over here. Xia Solstice shouted in the weaving room.

"Hey, come on. Red makeup got up and answered, put the soon-to-be-embroidered flowers on the stool he was sitting on, took a few steps forward, remembered what happened to the blacksmith and was a little uneasy, looking back at Su Yan still squatting there in a daze, thinking that he would come back soon, he didn't plan to put away the flowers on the other side, and trotted all the way to the weaving house like the summer solstice.

Yesterday, seeing that this pair of flowers was about to be embroidered, she asked Xia Zhi to spin her a light yarn again, the weather was hot, and Tang Guoer's girl came to the backyard and wore her hospital uniform all the time.

The men wore hospital uniforms to nothing, and the hospital uniforms were thick and thin according to the seasons.

It's just that Tang Guo'er is a girl who always looks better in a skirt, so she plans to make one for her.

Red makeup is really a good sister.

"Look at the red makeup. Xia Zhi held a finely twisted thread in his hand and asked Hongjiao, "This is the best ice silk transported from Wenshui, can you take a look at it for spinning?"

As the coldest winter in history passed, the emperors and princesses in the imperial palace returned to Licheng in early March, and His Majesty the emperor was nowhere to be found, and they did not dare to leave for too long.

The merchants also moved back, the rice shops and butcher shops and cloth shops had already opened, and those merchants brought some rare daily goods from all over the mainland and put them in the shops, and people from all over the mainland began to pour into the city.

Licheng, a city that has been around for thousands of years, has returned to its old days.

Hongxiang touched the ice silk in Xia Zhi's hand and was very satisfied.

Ice silk is cool to the hand, and it is just right to wear in summer.

When the red makeup went back, Su Yan was squatting on the ground with his head down, seriously holding the flowers and what was he tinkering with on the other side?

"Su Yan," the gentle red makeup made such a loud voice for the first time.

snatched the flowers in Su Yan's hand, and the red makeup's heart ached.

"What are you doing?" tried to suppress the anger and sadness in his heart, and tried his best to make himself look calmer.

Not angry, not angry, she said to herself.

The other side of the flower has been half dismantled by Su Yan.

"Senior sister, I want to see if it can be embroidered according to the original appearance after dismantling. Su Yan said.

Red makeup: "......"

No matter how good the technique is, there will always be some differences, or the fineness and shade, or the looseness and tightness of the needle and thread.

"Senior brother, have you ever seen two identical footprints on the road?"

......

Su Yan shook his head very seriously: I haven't seen it.

......

Next was the senior brother scholar, who was lying on a chair pulling the white clouds.

Being able to sit and never stand, and being able to lie down and never sit, this is his consistent code of conduct.

"Senior brother", Su Yan gently walked over and stood next to the chair and called him.

A pair of good-looking big eyes appeared in front of the scholar's eyes, flashing with the desire of a curious baby to seek knowledge.

"Senior brother", the scholar was startled.

These days, Su Yan's bad deeds have made the people in the backyard a little scared, and everyone is guarding against him like a thief.

Who knows what ideas he came up with again to validate his ideas.

Not a good thing anyway.

"That's right, senior brother. "Su Yan is obviously a lot more normal today.

"Just now I suddenly remembered something, Master Zizi's notebook is too meng, I saw a sentence ......", seeing him talk about the question of cultivation, the scholar listened carefully and seriously explained Su Yan's .......

Su Yan listened a little absent-mindedly.

"Senior brother, I'm a little tired from standing. After a while, Su Yan said.

Rubbed his waist.

The scholar felt a little guilty when he was lying in the chair, yes, the junior brother is now an ordinary person.

, he began to pull Bai Yun to make a chair again.

Able to sit and never stand.

When the chair was seated, Su Yan was gone. When he was looking around, he saw Su Yan humming and carrying a stove like this side, "Senior brother, you like to drink tea, I moved the stove to boil water for you." ”

The scholar was a little moved, what a good junior brother. Although these are not such things as a matter of a cloud to him.

"Oops. Su Yan accidentally fell to the ground with the stove attached.

The scholar hurriedly ran over and helped him up, "Are you hurt?" If Xia Zhi saw him, the senior brother, lying on a chair waiting for Su Yan to move the stove and boil water, a few rolls of eyes and contempt would be indispensable.

Su Yan is an ordinary person now.

Sansan quickly ran to the scholar's chair from the side, tinkered with it, and quickly ran away to hide.

Su Yan stood up and twisted his waist, "It's okay, I accidentally stepped on a small pebble and slipped on my foot." ”

The scholar was still not at ease, and helped Su Yan to the chair he had just made for Su Yan: "You sit down and don't move, senior brother come." ”

The chair made of white clouds was soft and fluffy, and it was very comfortable to sit on.

Su Yan closed his eyes leisurely.

The elder brother will really enjoy it.

The scholar lifted the stove and put it on the ground.

I got out the kettle and started to boil the water, and the coffee table and tea set were a matter of waving my hand.

"Senior brother, you can sit too. Su Yan greeted him, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Okay," seeing that Su Yan is so polite, the scholar is Chang, a real brother and a friend.

......

"Bang", the scholar fell to the ground, one leg of the recliner was broken, and the scholar fell firmly.

"Hahahaha...... "Sansan's laughter came.

Bai Yun made a chair into a chair, and wrestled on three legs. As long as it's a chair, three or three will break a leg.

Understood, the scholar understands everything, and wants to cry without tears, this is a lovely good junior brother?

The relationship is that he has expressed his feelings in vain, and it turns out that it is all a routine.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry," Su Yan didn't help him up, and explained seriously: "Can you pull Baiyun by changing your posture?"

There is a hair-haired relationship between pulling white clouds and posture, and the scholar is already being rude.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I'm afraid that you won't help you because you'll blackmail me and make me lose money, and the old man can't help me this year. Sansan's voice sounded around the corner of the grass house.

The scholar is about to vomit blood,

Su Yan, who got the answer, hurriedly helped the scholar up: "Senior brother, it's better for me, I'll help you if you don't support the wall." ”

Scholar: "......"