Hu Buyi was happy in his heart, but he was still sad. He decided to send her away, and even if Mr. Shangyang stopped her, she no longer believed this little boy.

Xuan Liuyao was already teasing her, and he didn't want to tell the truth so early, so he casually made up: "Master, I'll take Hu Yi out for a walk, and by the way, I'll go down the mountain to buy you some food." ”

"Down the mountain?"

"Yes."

"It's very cold outside today, is this little baby frost-resistant?"

There is an enchantment in this view, and it is warm all year round. But where there is no enchantment, it is a lot colder all of a sudden. Xuan Liuyao came to his senses: "...... So I wrapped her in a cotton garment. ”

Hu Buyi is a baby, she grows fast, and they didn't prepare a well-fitting cotton clothes for her at all.

However, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

By the time they arrived at the temple, Hu Buyi had already turned into a ...... Tumbler.

Because the cotton clothes that Xuan Liuyao found for her were a large pocket of foundation and gold silk, the mezzanine of the bag was covered with cotton and down, and a bucket hat was sewn on the mouth of the bag. Her body was in the bag, her head was exposed outside the mouth of the bag, her hat was on, and as soon as the thick cotton rope was closed, she became a round and soft ball.

This tumbler is not very peaceful, and a pair of hands always pokes him through the cotton bag. She had already figured it out when he poured her into a cotton bag, Mama raised her, who couldn't raise it?

When I'm in a good mood, I have the heart to play with him.

Kicking around, it's not too easy to hug, Xuan Liuyao took the bamboo basket again and poured her in. It's better now, it's much cleaner.

Xuan Liuyao carried the bamboo basket on his back and said hello to Shangyang, this time he really went out. The bamboo basket was almost half as tall as his body, and Hu Yi leaned against the bamboo basket, revealing a pink face, and a pair of bright and flexible big eyes kept looking east and west.

The golden sun spreads all over the mountains, and the snow is thickly piled up, and from time to time some thick green pine and cypress branches and leaves are exposed. In the snow, the squirrel jumped from branch to branch, shaking off the snow as if it had fallen again.

The snowflakes fell on Hu's inappropriate face, silky and cold.

She really wanted to jump into the snow to have a good time, use her big fluffy tail to set off a snowstorm, bury the squirrel just now under it and only reveal a head, and then force it: apologize to Ben Xiaohu!

Think about it, do it.

She kicked her legs and rolled out of the bamboo basket like a heavy pink ball, and plunged headlong into the snow by the roadside.

Xuan Liuyao only felt a fall behind him, his whole body leaned back, and was cushioned by the bamboo basket, he sat on the mountain road, and when he stood up, he felt that his back fell lightly, and then took the bamboo basket to see, the basket was empty!

Ah......h

He looked down in surprise, the snow on the mountain road was white and complete, and when he looked up, there were deep footprints.

It's just not appropriate to see Hu.

Ay?

He turned the basket upside down and shook it twice, but the basket was empty, and there was no her.

Something seemed to be moving in the afterglow, and when I looked to the side, a powder bag was half-stuck in the snow, and I didn't know what was in it, and it was kicking around vigorously.

Ah, Hu is not suitable!

He suddenly woke up, rushed over and pulled out the powder bag like a radish, Hu Yi spit out a mouthful of snow water, and the white and bright fine snow pasted on his face, as if a layer of bright powder was pounced.

"Hahaha!"

Her appearance was so funny, how could Xuan Liuyao let go of the opportunity to laugh at her.

didn't wait for Xuan Liuyao's laughter to fall, only to hear the sound of "spitting", something splashed in his throat, and it was cold. He closed his mouth and looked at her, watching her spit out a mouthful of snow water at him, and his mouth was full of mud.

To cultivate the Tao is to cultivate the mind, and to cultivate the mind is to cultivate the Tao. This heart is repaired with gains and losses and delusions, and what is repaired is madness and hatred, leaving only innocence and tranquility. Everything in the world, no matter what they gain or lose, even if they are scolded by thousands of people and slandered by thousands of people, they can't move their hearts.

What's more, it's just a sip of snow water that is not suitable for Hu.

And what is it?

The reincarnated Immortal Xuan Liuyao calmly wiped his face with his sleeve, picked up Hu Yi without saying a word, and raised his foot to kick the bamboo basket up the mountain. The bamboo basket disappeared with a thud, and it must have landed right at the door of Lingqingguan.

What he didn't say was: See? If you are disobedient, you will be the one who will be kicked, and this bamboo basket will be your end.

Hu Buyi really understood it, and obediently closed his mouth, so that his face was already vomited.

As if he had revenge, Xuan Liuyao turned around and walked down the mountain.

After a few steps, he regretted it.

Holding a half-year-old baby in his hand, the stone road down the mountain was covered with snow. If he looked down at the road, Hu Buyi would fall down, and if he looked up at the sky, he would not be able to see the stone road. I also have to prevent the soles of my feet from slipping, step by step, and I just move it slowly.

It's just to tease her, and then go down the mountain by the way. Since it's so hard, let's go back.

At this time, the clouds have fallen, and you can see the vast earth at the foot of the mountain, black and white are reflected and dyed, it is white snow and black tiles, like a huge freehand painting, boundless, refreshing and pleasant.

Xuan Liuyao stood on the mountain road and looked at it fascinated for a long time.

The darkness and pain in countless reincarnations are like being covered in this thick snow, and there is no trace of them again. In his heart, there is only this white vast land, and occasionally there is also the quiet Lingtai Mountain.

Hu Yiyi had been looking left and right, up and down for a while, and was a little tired at the moment, she turned her gaze to his throat, his neck was slender and delicate, and the blue veins under his skin were faintly visible. It must be very tender when you bite into it.

Even saliva came out.

She opened her mouth smaller than a cherry and bit it, her baby teeth grinding hard against his skin, trying to nibble on a little hot blood. The cold face rubbed against his neck, and the taste was like a cold snow garment.

Xuan Liuyao was immersed in the distant snowy scene, and couldn't help but protest: "Hu Yiyi, what are you doing gnawing my neck?" ”

She gnawed hard.

What to do with gnawing? The creature whose neck she had gnawed had never asked this question.

It's just that his skin looks thin, and it seems to be thicker when chewed. She stepped back slightly, and then whimpered and bit down hard.

Xuan Liuyao was disturbed and lost the mood to see the scene, turned around and raised his legs to prepare to go up the mountain, but there was a sharp pain in his neck, and there was a feeling of being cut throat, and his scalp was numb in an instant, and his feet were in chaos.

With a snort, the soles of his feet were lifted up, and as soon as his body was tilted, Hu Buyi flew up and landed in his arms again.

His back fell on the snow on the mountain road, and he paused, and then his head was cold, and countless snowflakes rose from his side, and the cedars flew into a zigzag line.......

Stop!

He shouted in his heart, and continued to slide down to the bottom of the mountain. He looked up, the spiritual mountain was majestic, and the middle of the mountain was covered with deep snow, white, white, green and green.

It's dangerous.

Luckily, there are enchantments.

Xuan Liuyao let go of the hand that was holding Hu Yiyi, and lay on his back on the snow, afraid for a while.

Hu Buyi, who was poured in the cotton bag, was also stunned, rolled down like a ball, and fell under his arm, also facing the sky on his back, and did not move.

The sky is blue, and the clouds are white.

What does that white cloud look like in the sky? Like a fox, like her in the fairy world.

What does that white cloud look like? Still like a fox, like her before falling into the Fallen Immortal Pool.

Can run, jump, jump, and talk.

At this time, her soul was sealed in the body of a baby, and she could only lie on the snow, waiting for Xuan Liuyao to come and hug her.

If he hadn't picked her up, she would have been able to lie down for so long.

Xuan Liuyao got up and slapped the residual snow on her body "fluffy", and the snowflakes fell on her face, cold and cold.

Deliberately, right?

Hu Yi spit angrily, but unfortunately his face was a little far away, not only did he not spit on him, but it also fell back on his face.

Xuan Liuyao finished filming the snow on his body, put her up again, patted the snow on the cotton bag, and the residual snow was patted out, the cotton bag was powdered, lined with Hu Yifen's face, which was really cute.

Now that we've reached the foot of the mountain, let's do what needs to be done.

"Let's go, I'll send you to Mama Hua's house."

He carried Hu Buyi on his shoulders and walked calmly towards the village.

Tuk tuk. He knocked on the door of Mama Hua's house. Hu Bu thought to himself, he really wanted to put her here. It's so cold.

Xuan Liuyao didn't hand her to Mama, but just handed over a money bag: "Mama, I've been bothering you for half a year." ”

"Don't, don't, Xuan Xiaozhen is polite."

"Yes, yes."

"Don't, don't."

......

The two of them pushed back and forth, as if they were competing to see whose strength was greater.

It's just a woman, a teenager, the strength is not much different, and it is a stalemate. Hu Yi was dangling in the middle, as if the two hands were fighting in front of her, fists and palms, she was dazzled for a while, and just wanted to shout: "You don't want it, give it to me." ”

All she could do was scream.

When the scream sounded, the money bag was in Mama's hand. It's like beating a drum to pass flowers, and the sound of the drum determines the winner. The two looked at Hu Yiyi, and then at the money bag, as if the dust had settled, they each breathed a sigh of relief.

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She Mansion in Beijing.

Although She Feiren is talented and intelligent, he does not forget it, but his learning progress is not fast.

Ke Zuming didn't plan to let him finish learning too quickly, he would get a salary for as long as he taught at She's family. So slowly, it helps him to get more salary over time.

The afternoon time was changed to practicing calligraphy and reflection.

Ke Zuming sat silently in front, and She Feiren sat quietly opposite.

"Learn from time to time, and learn from the past. Only learning without thinking, such as delicacies, only the desire of the tongue, but no digestion, except for the accumulation of food, without the slightest nutrition. Also, your words are a thousand times away from the master's practice. ”

What the gentleman said is reasonable.

One big and one small sit opposite each other, half practicing calligraphy, half thinking.

She Feiren sat for half an hour, and his ass slipped and slipped by the window. Outside the window, the wind blows, sometimes the east wind, sometimes the west wind, and the leaves in the back garden are slowly turning yellow, watching the summer and autumn come.

In a blink of an eye, he had lost his fruit for almost half a year. It was the rarest toy he'd ever owned, or alive. He remembered its large, docile and bright eyes, and the feeling of being steady and secure on its back.

What is lost is always more worrying than what is in front of you.

I don't know where it is? Is it in the palace, or in the back garden of some minister, on its back, is it riding another little boy of his age?

He stared out the window in a daze, unconsciously wandering his spirit.

He saw a woman riding on its back, walking steadily forward. The woman's back looked like a young girl, and her figure looked like Zhu Qingyan. His gaze moved forward, and in front of Guo Liu, a man was leading the horse rope and walking slowly. Some dead branches and leaves swept in front of the sight, if the woman was Zhu Qingyan, then this place was the back garden of the Zhu family.

And that man's back is a bit like his father She Jingchun.

Tweeted.

A gray-winged and yellow-bellied yellow bird flew by outside the window, interrupting She Feiren's fugue.

He came back to his senses, and just now he had a daydream with his eyes open.

The oriole let out another crisp call, as if teasing the five-year-old child trapped in the classroom.

He wanted to catch the oriole.

She Fei couldn't help but peek at Ke Zuming, he sat in front of him, his eyes drooping, as if he hadn't slept yet. However, looking at his head nodding, it was about the same as falling asleep.