I stretch out from a wind hand and make the movement that please.

Qingyan saw a small patch of grass hidden by vines.

Squatted down and looked carefully, only to see that it was cutting ghost bamboo.

She had never seen such a short bamboo!

Qingyan stretched out her hand to feel the humidity and temperature in the air, far from the bottom of the mountain, and since she didn't see such grass along the way, she guessed that only the climate here was suitable for the growth of ghost bamboo.

She took the branch from the wind, picked up the vine on the top of the cut ghost bamboo, and found that this thing had grown a lot, and maybe she didn't need to plant it so far.

But she wanted to give it a try, what effect did the talisman array given to her by her domineering mother-in-law have on the ghost bamboo.

She has practiced the formation, and the role of the formation remains to be studied.

Thinking that it would take three years to see each other again, Qingyan missed her domineering mother-in-law a little.

The domineering mother-in-law is the first person who really feels sorry for her for no reason after she crosses, which is of great significance.

Maybe it's like Si Hui said, she has no home and no family, so she always thinks of her domineering mother-in-law.

Qingyan suddenly found that he was not much stronger than this kid from the wind.

Alas, she was no longer in a position to laugh at him.

When the young man saw her suddenly sad face, he was inexplicably irritable.

Aren't you looking for ghost bamboo cuts?

Not happy to find it?

With a hint of melancholy, Qingyan cast a formation on a small piece of Ghost Cutting Bamboo.

"Alright, let's go back."

She looked at it for a moment, then turned and went down the hill.

The mountain road is long, and Qingyan not only emphasizes that they cannot slack off in climbing the mountain, but also asks them to read all the ancient books related to the exercises in the library within a year.

"All? I've heard that the library is full of scriptures, how can I read it in a year? Li Luohan grimaced.

He likes martial arts and hates literature, can be perfunctory in piano, chess and painting, and what he hates most is reading.

If he could read the book, he would have gone to the top exam a long time ago.

Qingyan saw that he was really pitiful, so he said leniently: "Then give you a few more months, before the Winter Clothes Festival next year, I have to hand in a thousand-word reading experience, and none of the four of you can be missing." ”

Winter Clothes Festival?

Isn't it so scary?

Li Luohan shrunk his neck.

Generally, during the Qingming Festival, the Midyear Festival, and the Winter Clothes Festival, he hid in the quilt and did not go out.

There is little yang energy on the mountain, so he wants to write a letter to his father and ask him to prepare more dog teeth.

Congfeng was silent, but Lan Shen had some different opinions.

"Everyone's abilities are different, talents are different, should learn something, have a specialization, if you are greedy and greedy, swallowing dates, often backfired."

He had been cultivating before entering the academy, and although he had not formally apprenticed, his foundation was very solid.

Qingyan was like a little fan girl, smiling and applauding him.

"Well, Lan Shen said it well! More on that later. ”

Looking at her from the wind, he seemed to despise her nymphomaniac appearance and turned his gaze away.

"So, you don't have to watch them all, do you?"

Li Luohan asked tentatively, but saw the master shaking his head ruthlessly.

"I know your concerns, but I just asked you to read everything you have, not to cultivate everything."

Before you can focus on a certain area, you must dabble in a lot.

Only then can you find the most suitable one.

If you can't find it, you will work hard if you catch something, and you will rush forward with all your strength, and it is easy to hit the south wall.

The worst thing is not to hit the south wall, but to hit the south wall and don't know it, to the end, wasting feelings.

"Lan Shen understands."

"You." Qingyan turned his head to look at Li Luohan, "Don't forget to tell Yiliang." ”

He replied weakly.

Several people were drenched in sweat, and when they returned to the small building on the mountainside, they went to change their clothes.

Qingyan thought that her baggage was in the medical hall, and there was no change of clothes here, but she didn't want to trouble the secretary now, so she lay on the table.

The door creaked open, and the sunlight poured in.

She just lay on her stomach, her eyes open and she watched people coming in and out.

"Get up." A crisp voice rang out.

The slender figure obscured the glare of the sun.

"I don't want to move."

Qingyan turned his head and pointed the back of his head at him.

The boy's shoulders sank, as if sighing.

He took a set of clothes from the cupboard and put it on the bed.

"Your clothes are wet."

It's just that it's wet and sticky, so I don't want to move,

Why bother her?

It's just noisy.

Qingyan was already impatient, and wrapped his head in his hand, "I know! ”

"Swap it out!"

She didn't mess with him, why was he angry?

Besides, who wouldn't be angry!

Qingyan slapped the table fiercely, "I don't need you to care!" ”

"I don't want to care." After saying that, he left.

Qingyan glared at his back, closed the door, locked it, and didn't let him in again.

As soon as she turned around, her head was steaming from behind the screen, and she walked over in confusion.

Half an hour later, Qingyan changed into clean clothes, she wanted to find Congfeng to thank her, Lan Shen said that they were all in the East Kitchen.

When she arrived, Li Luohan and Qian Yiliang had already eaten a mouthful of oil.

As soon as she walked over, she saw Congfeng and a little girl talking and laughing.

The little girl is dressed as a chef, which should be the recent improvement of Xiaolinshan's food, and she is specially recruited.

When did he have such a good relationship with the little chef?

Qingyan pouted and walked over to Li Luohan and sat down.

"Master, I left you a lot." Li Luohan pushed the food in front of her.

Qingyanshi ate a few bites of rice without knowing the taste, "What is he doing?" ”

Before Li Luohan could swallow the food in his mouth, Qian smiled as soon as he was cold, "What can you do?" I must have fallen in love with someone else's little girl. ”

"Be quiet." Li Luohan looked at his head.

He suspected that Yiliang only had a head and no brain.

Otherwise, why do you talk nonsense again and again, and you want to find a fight?

Qian Yiliang was stunned, and when he saw that he came back from the wind, he didn't make a sound again.

When the wind saw her coming, she didn't say anything, and ate silently with her rice bowl.

The criminals have now been dragged to the point where they see her, the master, and they don't even say hello?

Qingyan bit hard into the rice and couldn't help but look at the little cook.

Eighteen or nineteen years old, average appearance, better than a pair of eyes good-looking.

Bright eyes, as if they can speak.

That's how she looks, as if she's seducing.

This kid still has a bit of vision.

The little cook noticed that Qingyan was looking at her, and smiled and waved at her.

Qingyan saw her waving her hand, a little weak-hearted, and suddenly lowered her head to pick up the rice, but heard that the person opposite was also laughing.

Very light breath change, but she was sure she was laughing.

When she looked up, she saw two people eyebrow-raising.

The little cook came over with a casserole and placed it in front of Congfeng.

"Thank you, hard work." The voice was cold, but very sincere.

Does he know to say thank you?

Do you know that others will be hard?

In the end, the object is different, and they all know how to be polite.

Qingyan picked up half a plate of greens and stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it rustling.

Poof!

The juice of the greens splashed on the back of the knuckled hands.

If it was just splashed, the key sound was quite loud, and several people subconsciously looked at her.

Do you want to be so embarrassed?

Qingyan was stunned, and his mouth was frozen in a strange state as he chewed hard.

There was an instant silence, and the scene was a little awkward.

The little cook on the side couldn't hold back, covered her mouth and ran to the back kitchen to laugh.

Madang was right, the elder was so cute!

Retracting his hand from the wind, not taking the vegetable juice on the back of his hand seriously at all, he opened the lid of the casserole, and a smell of stewed meat came to his nose.

"Eat, be careful."

He shoved the casserole toward him.

Qingyan lowered his head and didn't stretch out his chopsticks.

Congfeng knew that she was still embarrassed, so she got up and left, "I'm full." ”

Qingyan looked at him stunned, and caught a glimpse of a pair of chopsticks reaching over tremblingly.

She turned her head.

The sharp eyes shot like a sharp blade.

Qian sighed coldly, and had the illusion that he was going to ascend to heaven on the spot.

Gluttony defeated reason, and he asked tremblingly, "Master, don't you like me to help you eat?" ”

"Get out!"