The night was deep, and the cold wind in the mountains was blowing, blowing the branches of the trees around them whose leaves had already fallen away, and it looked very desolate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info However, a burning fire brings a lot of warmth to people.

At least psychologically.

Standing on the leeward side, Wei Xiaoge put a small iron pot on the fire, scooped some newly called mountain springs and poured them into the pot.

She lowered her eyes and pretended to be Sven, and said softly: "There is no good tea in the mountains, but the mountain springs here are very sweet and delicious. ”

Because Wei Xiaoge occupied a favorable terrain, Zhiwei sat on the opposite side of the fire, just against the wind, and could only squint.

He nodded and said, "My nephew has mentioned it." ”

Has this person's tongue been cut off in half? Wei Xiaoge has begun to get used to this Taoist priest's way of speaking, and she can only rely on her own brain to make up for the rest.

Listening to the tone, there is a nephew who has been here and knows that there is a mountain spring here. Thinking about coming here in the middle of the night, eighty percent came to drink water or rest, but accidentally fell into a trap.

Why didn't he come during the day, he had to break in the middle of the night.

Zhiwei raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and his face gradually became blackened by smoke.

The wood was damp and smoky, and he was facing the wind.

Wei Xiaoge originally thought that this Taoist priest liked to be emotional and love to blow the wind, but when he saw that his eyes were red with smoke and suspicious water stains on his face, he had to ask tentatively: "Daoist, why don't you sit in another position?"

Southeast, northwest, a total of four directions, in the case of a north wind, the east and west sides only blow half of the face.

Zhiwei hesitated for a long time and nodded again. Although it is not in accordance with the etiquette, special treatment is given in special circumstances, and it should not hurt to sit on the side of the main house.

After boiling a cup of tea, Wei Xiaoge handed it over, "It's not a good tea, I'll drink it." ”

Zhiwei took it, smiling and chin headed, "Thank you little brother for your hospitality." ”

It was a total of seven words, and Wei Xiaoge suddenly laughed. The reason she laughed wasn't because the other person said a few more words. I was confused before, but I completely forgot that the main quest of a woman dressed as a man is still two hours away.

If there is any leakage, not only will she be dizzy, but Ding Tu will definitely be like thunder.

The man didn't even realize that she was a woman.

It is also possible to see it, but it is not said a word.

Zhiwei took a sip of tea lightly, frowning slightly.

Wei Xiaoge saw it in his eyes, and it was estimated that the tea was not good. It's so picky, in the wilderness, it's good to have hot tea.

The tea was bought by Xue Shaoxi from the nearest town under the mountain, of course, it couldn't be a good thing, the tea stalks mixed in it were weirdly thick, and the taste was bitter and astringent.

However, she has always drunk tea to quench her thirst, and because winter is coming, she only eats hunted meat but no vegetables, and drinks some tea to relieve her greasy.

Although he frowned, Zhiwei didn't say anything, and then took two more sips and slowly let out a breath.

Even if you know each other, you didn't say anything to dislike this tea. Wei Xiaoge said with a smile: "The people of the mountains and wilderness are not familiar with the formation, dare to ask the Taoist, how should the formation be set up?"

When asked about the formation, Zhiwei pondered for a long time, as if he didn't know what to say.

After half a day, he squeezed out a sentence, "You are a martial cultivator, and the poor path is a law cultivator." ”

Wei Xiaoge had no choice but to make up for it by himself again.

This year, there should be two ways to cultivate, she herself is a martial cultivator, and this Taoist priest is a law cultivator. She naturally doesn't know the difference, but Thorpe of Foguang Temple should be a Fa cultivator, but his hands and feet are quite sharp, and he should have also practiced martial arts.

At that time, Wan Tu was in the cave of Daohua Village, took out a piece of talisman paper, bit his fingertips and drew a talisman, and burned the nine ghost babies. Then he should also be proficient in some spells, but the fighting is extremely strong, of course, he is well versed in martial arts.

Wei Xiaoge pondered silently.

Therefore, it is not impossible to practice the law and martial arts.

There are too many strange things in the world, and if you can learn two magic techniques, it will help somewhat.

Thinking of this, she continued: "It should be possible to cultivate the law and martial arts, yes or no?"

"Difficult. Zhiwei only spit out one word, and then stopped speaking.

He looked at the firelight quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, as if he was outside the spirit.

"Dharma cultivators need to be extremely talented. Zhiwei came back to his senses and added another sentence.

Wei Xiaoge smiled disappre一门ly.

She understood the voice, this Taoist priest was boasting, but she didn't believe that she didn't have that talent. Sensing the vitality of heaven and earth so quickly, even if it is not "excellent", at least one of them is "excellent." ”

She smiled modestly: "Dao Chief, my qualifications are acceptable, but I don't know what kind of qualifications I need for Fa cultivation?"

Zhiwei put down the tea that was already a little cold in his hand. It feels so bad that it's better to drink the mountain spring water. But people kindly offered hot tea, but it was not good to wash off the good intentions, so I had to reluctantly drink two sips.

Why did this little brother talk so much, he was just passing by. Could it be that he knows some martial arts cultivation methods, and he even whimsically expects the law and martial arts to cultivate.

The cultivators of the Fa are all extremely intelligent people, and there are only three or five of the three thousand Dao children who can get a glimpse of the door. There are very few people who enter the house.

And repairing one of them alone is already time-consuming and labor-intensive, not to mention repairing both together.

Zhiwei was a little impatient, talking was a headache, but this person kept asking.

Helpless, he thought for a long time, and said slowly: "Fa cultivator, good at mathematics and physics, knowing the subtleties, and having a strong comprehension. ”

Wei Xiaoge said in his heart, no wonder your name is Zhiwei, I'm afraid it comes from "Zhiwei Seeing". Seeing the big from the small, everyone understands this truth, and there is nothing remarkable.

As for mathematics, of course, you can memorize the multiplication formula, and even the more advanced equations of a few yuan can be solved, but calculus seems to be a little vague.

Comprehension is really a very vague concept, and it probably means that it is not too stupid.

She couldn't help but think of Changgui, that kid seemed to be very smart.

Wei Xiaoge wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing the impatience on the other party's face, he immediately dispelled this thought.

When they met in Pingshui, why did people have to answer their questions, and they were not like Mu Chengfeng, who hid in her house with a body injury, and ate a piece of ginseng to cure the poison in the house.

If you want to ask about the way of Fa cultivation, you have to come up with something decent, you have to have some contacts, and you will definitely not be able to eat hot tofu in a hurry.

She smiled: "The Tao is coming in the long run, so it's better to rest first." I don't have any extra rooms here, but you can spend the night by the fire. I'm sorry, but I didn't prepare the futon. ”

Zhiwei nodded, and his heart was still a little eye-catching, so he didn't continue to ask.

He sat cross-legged on a straw mat and closed his eyes on the spot, looking ready to rest.

Xue Shaoxi was the first to wake up.

It was his habit to get up early every day to take over the vigil.

Pushing open the door, he looked over to the side of the fire, where Miss Wei should be if nothing else. She would occasionally fall asleep sitting because she was too sleepy, but even when she did, she would wake up immediately at the sound of him opening the door.

Be vigilant at all times.

Today, Xue Shaoxi saw a Taoist priest sitting by the fire pond, a very handsome Taoist priest.

Not only is he very handsome, but he also looks very rich.

Does a man need to look so good, he must have no friends. He muttered secretly, and for no reason, he had the idea of beating the Taoist priest to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

This boring mood is fleeting.

After all, he has also seen the world, so he doesn't need to be so shallow.

Xue Shaoxi knows himself very well, and he has deeply reflected on him many times. However, since he became poor, he has been very unpleasant to look at the rich, and he has lived on the street for many years, and it is inevitable that his habits will be difficult to change.

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