When I woke up, it was already dawn outside.

"Brother Feng, why don't you stay a few more days?" Rushuang Jushi grabbed Mr. Jing and helped Mr. Jing to dress properly.

"Well, like frost, I'll settle the children and come back in a few days."

Tang Yifeng and Zizhu, who were watching, were embarrassed for a while, and the two bowed their heads and whispered.

"This is like a frost layman, is Mr. Jing's old friend?" It must not be Mrs. Jing, Mr. Jing also called the wrong monk Yishuang that day.

"I don't know, when Mr. Jing came back last night, Rushuang Jushi happily dragged Mr. Jing away."

"Hmm, I can't think of wow! Mr. Jing is like this. Tang Yifeng touched his chin.

"What is unexpected, Mr. is so talented, which woman doesn't love it." Zizhu had an admiring expression on his face.

"Zizhu? You won't? Tang Yifeng quipped.

"What do you say?" Zizhu kicked Tang Yifeng's calf, and Tang Yifeng hurriedly slipped away.

Led on the small round pass, a line of four people, from the mountain road to pick up the steps up, under the Yishan Mountain trees are dense and dense, the vegetation is luxuriant, it is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the cicada noise forest is quiet, to the middle of the mountain, the strange rocks are craggy, the peaks and ravines stand on the wall.

Thirty-six peaks of Yishan Mountain, with Tiandu Peak, Lotus Peak, Guangming Peak as the most, the mountain is high and the birds are absolutely flying, and the peak is dangerous and rare people. The three peaks are towering straight into the clouds, it is said that there are immortals in the mountains to bless, it is so for thousands of years, the rise and fall of the dynasties have been replaced, and the mountains are like paradises.

Half a day later, in the col where the birds are singing and the wind is clear, a quaint small mountain village is exposed.

In the distance, you can see young people practicing diligently, children frolicking, and villagers chopping wood and collecting medicine.

Tang Yifeng immediately saw a few children looking at the entrance of the village, it was not Xiaoqing and her younger brother, as well as the two little beggars rescued by Tang Yifeng.

"Sir! Mr! ”

"Sir is back!"

Hearing the shouting, everyone in the mountains put down their work and gathered around, dozens of people stood at the entrance of the village, and greeted each other in the middle of the road.

Tang Yifeng took a look, most of them were women and children, and everyone didn't say anything, so they surrounded Mr. Jing with joy on their faces, as if seeing Mr. Jing was the best reward.

"Hey! What are you doing around Mr.! What should you be busy with, Mr. is not a new thing! Mr. Jing touched the children's heads.

A middle-aged man stepped forward: "Sir! You have been gone for half a month, waiting and waiting, you haven't come back yet, Changning, Wu Feng took the big children away. ”

"Well, take it. All go and do things! ”

Mr. Jing asked Xiaoqing and the two beggars if they were used to it.

Xiaoqing hugged his younger brother and said, "Sir, Xiaoqing is used to it, my brother sometimes cries." ”

Zizhu leaned over and hugged Xiaoqing and his younger brother, his eyes red.

The big beggar kicked the little beggar: "I'm used to my brother, everything is good here!" I had enough food every day, and Mr. Teaching taught me to read! ”

"Haha!" Tang Yifeng rubbed the head of the big beggar, and his nose was sour.

Looking at the two beggars in coarse linen clothes, they were somewhat refreshing and refreshing, not boring.

A few people walked while talking, and came to a small courtyard.

"Everyone goes to work, the children also go to school, all work more, don't ask Mr. Shouren to beat you board!" The gentleman banged a few more times before the crowd slowly dispersed.

"Mingyi, you ......" Mr. Jing still wanted to say something to the middle-aged man.

Here came two more ladies with outstanding figures.

The lady dressed in plain yarn grabbed Mr. Jing's arm: "Ah Feng! ”

The lady in the yellow dress grabbed the other arm: "Brother Feng!" ”

A late lady came in the back, and when she saw that Yuantong was in the way, she picked up Yuantong and moved it to the side.

"Ride the wind!"

Tang Yifeng was frightened! Yuantong kung fu is so good, how can ordinary people move?

Tang Yifeng and Zizhu's jaws were about to drop......

"Oops! Sir is so ......! Tang Yifeng whispered to Zizhu.

"yes, I didn't expect that. Mr. turned out to be like this......" Zizhu also pursed his lips.

The two muttered.

"Uh...... This ......," Mr. Jia shook his arm, "Mingyi, you, you, you...... Lingyifeng and Zizhu Girl ......"

"Red Sleeves! So many people, you ......"

"Your name is Red Sleeves! What about me? ”

"Oh good! Mu Qing, Wanxiu, don't make trouble first! ”

"Yifeng, you go with Mr. Mingyi to find Master Tang first, and I'll come later. Uh, Zizhu and Yuantong are also going to ......"

Several people hurriedly came out of Mr. Jing's courtyard.

Follow the middle-aged man to the east of the village, a quiet piece of green, and a clean courtyard hidden in the lush forest and bamboo.

"Brother!" Inside the fence courtyard wall, Tang Wanyue, who was wearing a double ponytail, rushed over first.

"Hey, little Yueyue! Did you miss me? Tang Yifeng wanted to hold his hands together, raised his arms halfway, raised his sister with one hand and turned around three times, put her next to Xiao Yuantong, and compared, "Hey, you are a little taller than Little Master Yuantong!" Haha"

"Xiaoyue, this is my little master, the kind of kung fu that is extremely powerful!"

The two nodded, looked at each other and smiled.

Tang Yifeng whispered to Zizhu: "Zizhu, don't mention the concussion to my father and mother for a while." ”

Zizhu nodded, and saw Tang Songnian, Tang Liu, and a quiet and soft woman walking out of the house.

"Dad, mother, Chu Lian!"

Half a month was gone, and the family had a good greeting.

Chu Lian dragged Tang Yifeng: "Who is this sister?" ”

Zizhu was pondering how to explain, and Tang Yifeng hurriedly said, This is the girl from the Sword Sect, who came to Yishan to learn the Tao from Mr. Jing.

Mr. Mingyi's house can't be opened, so Tang Yifeng and Yuantong need to go to a neighbor's house to borrow it.

In the afternoon, the middle-aged man led the two around the back of the bamboo forest to a peach orchard.

"This is the grass house of the former dynasty, Mr. Li Hezhi, Tang Gongzi and the little monk, just here will be the first general, right?"

Here, a few acres of peach trees, between the shade and the bamboo forest, if it is early spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, it must be a beautiful residence.

If the owner is not a fruit farmer, he must be a person who loves peach blossoms very much, Tang Yifeng saw three houses, and the west side of the house hung bamboo slips, and the book "and it seems that the guests are affectionate, and they will not regret it."

This...... The hint is pretty naked...... Tang Yifeng turned around and looked at the middle-aged man: "Mr. Mingyi? This...... What is this place? ”

But what kind of place?

Drive to the mountains, are there really any guests?

"Oh!" The middle-aged man smiled, "Tang Gongzi should ask Mr. He Zhi for advice." Haha, Mr. He Zhi likes to read books like you! ”

The middle-aged man made a few noises through the fence.

"It's coming!" A woman agreed, pushing the door open.

Smelling the woman's voice, Tang Yifeng thought crooked again, could it really be a romantic place?

The chai door is half-opened, the lotus step is light, the skirt is swinging, the body is graceful, and the face is pretty.

The woman's tear mole......

"Mr. Mingyi, can I go to another neighbor's house to borrow it?" Tang Yifeng turned his back.