The dialect that had just finished 'playing' walked here, saw a certain cat, snorted and laughed, and stretched out his hand to take her out little by little, with gentle movements. Lian'er may have felt faceless, and no one paid attention to the angry, and shrunk into Fang Yan's arms with an indifferent expression, until she received a spirit fruit, she lowered her head and ate it.

After eating the spirit fruit, Lian'er's mood improved, she shrank into Fang Yan's arms, and let out a meow comfortably.

After the onset of winter.

The dialect wants to eat some cured meat, especially bacon, whether it is the barbarians in the Central Plains or the southwest, they will reserve some for the winter, and there is the tobacco of the southwest barbarians, the taste is particularly pure.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan couldn't sit still any longer, so he made a bamboo basket with his hands, spread a layer of coarse cloth in it, put Lian'er in it, and put a cigarette stick on his belt, and went out like this.

At this time, it is early in the morning, the mountains are full of low-hanging clouds, so that the dialect seems to be in the clouds, along the way but see the peaks and maple leaves like fire, up and down each other, the colors are extremely bright, people linger.

Between the lush forests, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant.

The sleepy-eyed Lian'er rubbed her eyes, lay on the edge of the bamboo basket, and looked curiously at the surrounding scene, a silly bird kept flying around, one moment into the clouds, and the other flew back and stopped at the edge of the bamboo basket.

I didn't know how long I walked, until the sun rose high, and the dialect walked to the 'Weng Ding' ancient village where I was a child.

Guzhai, as always, lives a life of paradise without contention.

Lian'er couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to come down to move, so she was picked up from the bamboo basket by Fang Yan and put it on the ground. Passing by a certain big banyan tree, I saw a foot merchant taking out candy to tease the child, and the lotus took root under her feet and couldn't move.

Helplessly, Fang Yan paid for a small packet, then asked for a cup of herbal tea, sat down and rested.

Putting a piece of candy into Lian'er's mouth, she trembled, and the cat's face was full of comfort.

At almost noon, Fang Yan carried Lian'er into the ancient village, found a house, and bought more than 100 catties of tobacco, which only cost five taels of silver.

Replaced with the tobacco of the southwest barbarians, I took a sip, the taste was fragrant, there was no green miscellaneous gas, the aftertaste was around the tongue, and the fragrance lasted for a long time.

(Smoking is harmful to health, everyone must not smoke, brothers and sisters should cherish their bodies and exercise more)

I walked around the market for a long time, bought a lot of necessities, and found a place where no one was there and secretly threw them into the Qiankun ring.

Fang Yan picked up Lian'er, swayed all the way out of the ancient village, and returned to the bamboo hut.

On the way back, I happened to meet winter bamboo shoots, and Fang Yan dug a little back, planning to make a winter bamboo shoot bacon.

In the evening, return to the bamboo lodge.

Prepare dinner in tongues.

After the new pot is cleaned, first it needs to be oiled, and then it is cleaned again.

Fang Yan went out to pick up some firewood and came back, picked some wild mushrooms, and brought them back to stew together.

Take out the sticky board you bought, wash it, set it aside to dry, and wash it again when it's time to use it.

Fang Yan took out the mushrooms and cleaned them, peeled the winter bamboo shoots, cleaned the bacon, and cleaned the green onions, ginger and garlic.

Wash the sticky board again, then take out the newly bought kitchen knife, clean it, and start chopping the vegetables.

Dododo......

A crisp and neat Qingyue sound sounded, and the dialect of the kitchen master in her previous life sighed that her craftsmanship was not lost, she cut all the dishes, and completed the preparation work smoothly and calmly.

Fang Yan brought a few boulders and cut them into regular rectangles with flying swords to build a simple stove.

Next, it is necessary to wash the new pot again, then boil the water dry, and put the pan in cold oil.

Throw the bacon into it and stir-fry, fry the fat, then add the green onion, ginger and garlic to stir-fry the fragrance, wait until the aroma overflows, put an appropriate amount of cold water into the pot, and wait for the water to boil.

The heat is stirring, and the dialect is thrown into the winter bamboo shoots, waiting for the water to boil again, and then adding the seasoning.

Simmer over low heat, remove from heat and serve.

A bowl of mushroom soup with bamboo shoots, bacon and mushrooms is ready.

Fang Yan sniffed the aroma, nodded with satisfaction, moved his index finger, picked up the bowl and picked up the chopsticks, and started!

Lian'er came over with a stupid bird and stared at the winter bamboo shoots bacon mushroom soup in the bowl, her eyes full of longing.

Fang Yan threw them a few pieces of winter bamboo shoots and watched them eat them with amusement.

Lian'er ate two pieces of winter bamboo shoots and felt that the taste was not bad, so she raised her head and meowed, signaling that she wanted more.

Fang Yan threw her a few pieces of winter bamboo shoots.

The stupid bird pecked two bites of winter bamboo shoots, and then had no desire, and flew away on its own, as if it didn't understand what was delicious about this thing.

Lian'er slapped the floor dissatisfied, and she felt ashamed to be angry at the stupid bird's back, wasting delicious food.

A snake and a cat finished eating a big bowl of winter bamboo shoots, bacon and mushroom soup.

After dinner.

Fang Yan made a cup of tea, sat on the windowsill and read a book, and continued to face a pile of Taoist scriptures.

Lian'er was sleepy, yawned, lay on the table sleepy-eyed, stretched her waist and rolled around, and almost fell down again.

Before going to bed, Fang Yan did an evening class, and then turned off the lights and went to bed.

Nothing was said all night.

Early in the morning, the dialect gets up and starts the morning class.

In the courtyard, Fang Yan sat cross-legged, his thumb lightly clasped on his ring finger, and his palms facing up.

put on a "asking question", opened and closed his mouth, and read words.

"The central Juntian, its star horns are high; Oriental Gaotian, its star heart; The northeast changes the sky, and its stars are in the bucket; Xuantian in the north, its star bearded woman; The northwest sky, its star Kuilou ......"

Lian'er, who got up early, and the silly bird ran curiously around the dialect, chasing back and forth, carefree.

Fang Yan got up and began to move his muscles and bones, learning from Lin Yu's appearance at the beginning, taking out a book of Taoist exercises, and reading it as he walked.

Lian'er followed behind Fang Yan, Fang Yan jumped, she also jumped, Fang Yan turned over, she ...... I didn't roll over and fell.

It's always easy to lose sight of the most important time in a quiet mountain life.

On the day of the New Year.

The situation in the capital is stable, the Great Snow Mountain Sacrifice and the Demon Dao were driven out of the capital by the Immortal Dao Alliance, among which Lin Yu contributed the most, for this Yanxing Sect boss who has obviously ascended to the immortal realm, but there is still a clone left in the world, the world does not know what to say, in short, there are still many words of praise.

Due to the promulgation of the state pastoral decree, the Qianguo court existed in name only, and gradually the state ministers who held great power began to ignore the imperial court policies.

For all earthly things, the Immortal Dao Alliance was also a little helpless, so he had to do his part for the time being.

Isn't it just a change of dynasty, the Immortal Dao League can afford to wait, no matter who becomes the emperor, it is inseparable from the Immortal Dao Alliance.

As soon as the first month passed, the dialect heard Changsheng say that he could return to the sect, and in a few years, the troubled times of the vassal states were coming. According to Changsheng, the trajectory of fate has an automatic correction function. And the long river of fate is barely wise, but it is not high, and it is in between.

If there are no traces of the life of the sect before the troubled times of the princes come, they will definitely be deviated by the long river of fate, and it will be easy to affect the dialect when the time comes.

Fang Yan thought that everything was foreseen and that it would be better to go back earlier, so she packed up everything and left.

When he left, it was February when the second dragon raised its head.

On this day, Lin Yu secretly rushed back to the bamboo hut, she had already laid out a formation here, everything was earthly, the hundred-year period had passed, and she was going to prepare to cross the tribulation and ascend to the immortal realm to meet the body.

In the early morning, Fang Yan carried Lian'er down the mountain, the silly bird stood on her shoulder, and the mountain was full of clouds and mist with her.

This scene is like a mother in love with her child who is about to leave home.

After the clouds, Lin Yu stood in the dark, looking at the back of Fang Yan's departure from a distance, and muttered: "Xiaoqing, after leaving home, you must do more good deeds, remember that suffering is a blessing." ”

Fang Yan glanced back consciously, and behind him was a vast mountain, covered by clouds and mist, and there was neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

On the day of the summer solstice, Lin Yu crossed the catastrophe and caused a sensation in the world.

On the day of the summer solstice, the dialect and deeds hang upside down, looking at the green and the dark from afar.

(Volume I, end)

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Title: The Dragon Dries In.

Brief introduction

Deep in the mountains and Daze, the real production of dragons and snakes. Traveling clouds and rain, diving into the abyss and ascending to the sky.