"Where is he hiding?"

"I don't know."

Qian Yiliang and Li Luohan exchanged heads and ears in a low voice, and when they caught a glimpse of Qingyan looking at them, Qian Yiliang was in a hurry.

"Master, we've come to tell you that the stele has been delivered."

"I know." After Qingyan entered the house, he took out the simple decision and began to trace.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

"Master, the other brothers and sisters have followed Master to class, and we don't know what to do." Li Luohan said, walked over from the wind, and stood in a row with them.

"So studious? I thought you guys were having a great time. ”

She didn't give them a lecture, nor did she ask about their actions, but as a disciple of the elders, she had a special status, and she received more attention in itself, and some good people would come to her to chew on the root of their tongues.

"Play? Who is talking nonsense, we are obviously very serious and familiar with the college environment. ”

Li Luohan slapped the table, and the Qingyan painting was crooked.

She wasn't angry, because she knew that among her three disciples, Li Luohan wanted to follow her to cultivate the most.

Qian Yiliang enlisted in the Immortal Academy because he was injured and poisoned, he was afraid that someone under the mountain would harm him, so he reluctantly stayed in Xiaolinshan, and he didn't have any ideas about cultivation.

Not to mention the wind, the master shouted diligently, but his attitude was obviously not very eager to follow her.

No one looks down on this kid.

He also hated that he slept lazily, did not wash his face, made a mess of the house, and threw his clothes and shoes in a mess.

Qingyan glanced at the young man, "Well, since you are so diligent and inquisitive, then being a teacher can't delay you." ”

She put down her brush and walked outside the courtyard and pointed to the mountain path up the mountain.

"From tomorrow onwards, I will go to my courtyard at two o'clock to take a basket, carry the basket up the mountain, stop after half an hour, and choose something on the spot that proves that I have gone up the mountain, grass, branches, stones, you can carry it down and give it to me to go to breakfast."

"Don't say that the teacher didn't remind you, just pick up some simple things, those flowers and plants that look more glamorous, don't touch snakes, insects, rats and ants, I'm not responsible for poisoning."

"Okay, that's easy." Li Luohan readily agreed.

Qian Yiliang cried with a sad face, "Master, can you leave an hour later?" ”

Qingyan glanced at him, saw that he closed his mouth tightly and shrunk his head before turning his head to ask Congfeng.

"Do you have a problem?"

"How do you know the time on the mountain?"

"The house will ring the bell at the second quarter." Qingyan thought for a moment and said.

"I have never heard a bell before the wind."

"Yes, from today onwards."

Qingyan looked at him as if asking, do you have any questions?

The young man looked at his nose and nose and his heart, and stopped making a sound.

"Go ahead, remember to remind Master Lan Jiang when you leave later, and let him ring the bell at two o'clock every day."

Qingyan said that it didn't matter if he was poisoned, and when the three of them left, he immediately went to find the secretary, and he was relieved to learn that Xiao Linshan didn't have any powerful poison.

When it came to poisons, she thought of bucktooth seeds, which can cure all kinds of poisons, and asked what kind of buckwheat seeds were made of.

"Buckwheat is grown directly from the soil, and there is no need to refine it at all."

"Since it's so easy? Just give me a few. ”

Qingyan listened to his tone, as if this thing was worth nothing, and he smiled and stretched out his hand to ask for it.

Si Hui shook his head, "No." ”

"Give me the key."

The good things of Xiaolinshan are locked in the warehouse, and there may be buckwheat hidden inside.

She really didn't want to believe that in the most impregnable place of Xiaolin Mountain, there was only a cabbage tied to it.

Without hesitation, Si Hui took off the key from his waist and handed it to her.

Qingyan snorted and didn't answer.

Looking at his expression, you can know that there are no buckwheat teeth in the warehouse.

"Isn't it, Xiao Linshan has really fallen like this?"

Si Huiwan'er looked at her and emphasized: "Buckwheat is a medicinal material, not money. ”

Qingyan was clear, "Oh, then I'll go find Lao Zhuang." ”

When she passed by the training ground, she saw the lazy old man under the tree, and she specially walked to the old man's side and laughed three times before leaving.

The old man was so angry that he waved his broom, and he didn't dare to do anything to her.

Qingyan went straight to the master's courtyard, and begged for buckwheat teeth.

Zhuang Lao ignored her, "No." ”

"There are even two scoops, so I took out one casually, but I didn't expect Xiao Linshan to not even have one, tsk."

Zhuang Lao loves face very much, and he was so angry that his beard flew into the sky, "Who said that we don't have Xiaolinshan." ”

"Master, don't lie to me, alas, I'm embarrassed to say that I'm from Xiaolinshan when I go out."

Qingyan sighed, got up and planned to leave.

Zhuang Lao was so excited by her that he snorted and pressed her back into the chair.

"You wait for me!"

"Don't be angry, I'm sure you are."

Qingyan looked reluctant, and waited for him to leave in a huff before chuckling.

After a while, Zhuang Lao came back, threw a bucktooth to her, and hurried away without saying anything.

Qingyan concluded that this bucktooth was definitely not Zhuang Lao's own, and it was not clear that he stole it from another master, and someone would come to look for it later, so she took the bucktooth and went straight to the library pavilion.

There was only one seed, and she had to find a way to make sure she could plant it right the first time.

Qingyan suddenly understood what kind of mentality the great Mr. Yuan Longping had to grow rice, buckwheat was such a useful life-saving thing, and she also had a great dream at the moment.

Hopefully, it will be easily available to all who need it.

She was so self-inflated that she didn't pay attention when she stepped on shit.

There is an ancient book in the library that mentions the four seasons and the moon, which is a professional book on farming.

With the impression of finding the ancient book, Qingyan rummaged through the pages and finally found the word "buckwheat".

Although it is not explicitly referred to as bucktooth, it is the only record she can find related to bucktooth.

"Spring, Muling; Summer, fire order; Autumn, Jin Ling; Winter, water order. April is cloudy, May is sunny, and June is earthy...... It's the middle of May, and it's over. ”

Qingyan is worried, farming is the most seasonal, I am afraid that this year I will not be able to plant buckwheat seeds, so I can only put them away for the time being.

The excitement is high, but it will have to wait until next year, which is really not happy.

Qingyan found the record of May, which is the most suitable time to plant......

Cut ghost bamboo?

When the yang energy is at its peak, it is best to plant ghost bamboo.

If only she had cut ghost bamboos.

After turning for a long time to no avail, Qingyan walked out of the library with his head down.

The road of the library pavilion leads to the large and small mountains on the left and the right.

Wuxian Academy is this good, everything is big and small, strong and weak, only one way to learn, all beings are equal, and only self-cultivation can get ahead.

It's a pity, it's a pity, except for the approaching assessment, there are generally no disciples in the Library Pavilion.

Qingyan thought about cutting ghost bamboo, and unconsciously returned to the small building on the mountainside, and saw a slender figure wandering at the gate of the courtyard.

"Elder Qingyan." When the man saw Qingyan returning, he called her affectionately.

"You are?" She remembered the face, but not the name.

"The disciple touched the leaves and met Elder Qingyan."

The girl bowed slightly, very polite.

Touching the leaves is the female disciple who was bitten by a poisonous snake and fainted at the bottom of the mountain and was rescued.

But it's a weird name.

Qingyan snorted and opened the door to enter.

The path in the courtyard is like a ditch, overflowing with the ocean.

As soon as I stepped into the mud, my boots splashed dirty.

Qingyan's face turned black after a moment's rubbing.

She endured and suppressed the urge to curse.

Barely maintaining a calm expression, she slowly walked to the house and poured herself tea.

Pour cold tea!

Touching the leaves, she followed, wondering why the ground was so wet when it didn't rain last night.

Qingyan drank tea by herself, found pen and ink, and kept writing "forbearance" on the paper.