From the wind to the footsteps, look at her eyes a little eager, but he is silent.

Qian Yiliang was so tired that he couldn't do it, so in order for himself to rest, he diligently asked the master to rest.

"Our Xiaolinshan is really not small, and it feels like it will take a long time to reach the top." Li Luohan looked at the heights.

"Yes, Master, I must be tired from walking so much today, why don't we come back another day?" Qian Yiliang was panting, he didn't want to climb up anymore.

Qingyan frowned and looked at the mountain, as if he was considering Qian Yiliang's suggestion.

"It's coming, it's a few steps away." Seeing her hesitate from the wind, he was finally willing to take the initiative to talk to her.

Qingyan looked up at Congfeng, "How many steps?" It's easy to say. ”

Purse your lips from the wind and look away.

"I found out that you have a really big temper, but I'm just telling the truth, and I'm not happy again?"

Qingyan stood up after speaking, "Let's go, go on." ”

Approaching the top of the mountain, Qingyan didn't react when he saw the stones, nor did he praise them, and his footsteps didn't stop.

The wind wanted to stop her and tell her to look at the stones he had carried up the mountain.

There are so many stones, and he carried them alone!

He endured it, thought about it, and saw that she was about to go away, and finally pulled her sleeve.

"Master, won't you take a break?"

Qingyan looked down at his hand, and a wise smile flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm not tired." She pretended not to know his purpose.

Just walked all the way to the top of the mountain.

The one behind me was shut up by the wind.

"This is the good place for cultivation I said last time, this is the place where the snow does not melt all year round in Xiaolin Mountain, it is cold and biting, and it can exercise your endurance and physical fitness."

Seeing the snow, the two tired people began to fight.

No matter how heroic a man is, he is also a child.

Seeing Qingyan, he just wanted to kick the two of them down.

"Yiliang, now that two years have passed, the crisis of Qikuolou has been lifted, if you want, you can go down the mountain at any time."

During this period of cultivation, he always wanted to be lazy, but now that he said that he could leave and no longer have to endure hardships, he was reluctant to give up, and his mouth was flat with a sad face, as if he was going to be abandoned.

He knew that the master wanted him to stay at home and give birth to the doll, so he said goodbye, but he was reluctant.

So he came again, and it wasn't long before Master was going to chase him again.

Qingyan was not in a hurry to comfort, they had already said this, and it was a matter of time before they went down the mountain.

"Think about it for yourself." Qingyan turned his head, "You too, decide for yourself." ”

Qingyan walked under an old snow-covered tree and looked out at the mountains beyond.

There will be a time to gather and disperse.

"From today onwards, you don't need to carry stones up the mountain anymore, those who decide to stay behind come to the top of the mountain to practice for half a day every day, and those who don't want to cultivate will take classes with other disciples until they go down the mountain."

"As for when you want to go down the mountain, just talk to Hanlin."

Don't look for her, just let Hanlin be removed.

After saying this, Qingyan didn't care about them anymore and went down the mountain alone.

It was so cold here that she shivered from the cold, so she hurried back to nest.

Qian Yiliang looked at Li Luohan, Li Luohan looked at Lan Shen, and Lan Shen looked at Congfeng.

I picked a rock from the wind, brushed away the snow, and sat down cross-legged.

"Aren't you cold?" Qian Yiliang leaned against Li Luohan, his teeth chattering.

"Cold." Speak bluntly from the wind.

Lan Shen thought for a moment, took out three buckwheat teeth and swallowed them, and also found a rock to sit down and luckily.

Li Luohan did the same, but Qian Yiliang really couldn't stand the cold on the top of the mountain, and he didn't want to suffer like this.

"If you don't go, I'll go!" He was so cold that he couldn't do it.

Even if you have to decide, you have to save your life first.

Qingyan hadn't gone far when the priest came and took her back.

"Listen to the uncle who sprinkled the sweep, you brought them to the top of the mountain."

Si Hui had long known her plans and felt that she was too harsh on the four specially recruited disciples.

"The goals are different, and sooner or later they will be dispersed."

Si saw her lonely appearance, and couldn't bear it, "Since that's the case, let's laugh." ”

Qingyan grinned at him, "Hey. ”

"Well, let's go, go to me, and I'll blow the leaves for you."

Si Hui thought she liked to listen to it, and planned to comfort her with it.

Qingyan was not in the mood at this time, "Next time, I have something to do with Lan Yan." By the way, I'm not in the academy during this time, you go to the top of the mountain every day to see, don't really freeze to death. ”

She doesn't know how to keep an eye on it.

"Don't worry." The priest nodded.

After Qingyan thanked him, he went back to the small building on the mountainside, and went to find the chamber blue yam.

When Zhuang Lao and others don't have classes, they usually drink tea and chat in the conference hall.

When they saw Lan Yi, they thought it was strange, "You're not resting, why did you come to the council chamber?" ”

He also wants to rest!

Lan Yi has a word of suffering, and when he sees the green smoke, he doesn't need to explain.

Qingyan brought a little cook over and said that she wanted Lan Yi to send them down the mountain, but the teachers didn't ask anything, so they told Lan Yi to take care of people.

Qingyan is now the treasure of their little Linshan, and there must be no loss.

The little cook had come to take the elders to find the branches, and she was bent on completing the task, but before she could show them the way, Lan Yi took them to a noodle stall.

Qingyan saw that she was stunned, so she directly ordered a bowl of noodles and a bowl of dumplings for her, and a bowl of dumplings and a bowl of noodles for herself.

Two bowls of noodles and two bowls of dumplings.

"I haven't eaten it for a long time, but it seems to be even more delicious!" Qingyan sighed.

Blue Calamus ate without a mouth.

Seeing that the two of them were like starving ghosts, the little cook sneered and ate in small bites.

Qingyan asked the noodle seller for a spoonful of meat, and the chopsticks were mixed, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Lan Yi saw that the little girl could eat, and subconsciously touched the money bag.

I don't know if it's enough.

He brought all the New Year's red envelopes, and originally planned to eat them by himself, but he didn't expect her to come too.

Two women and one man eat, and he is the elder, so he has to pay.

Qingyan lowered his head, suddenly heard the sound of the bench moving, and looked up to see the old sweeper sitting next to him.

The old man usually doesn't show up much, so he steals food in the small stove, and when he sees that she runs away with the man, he can't rush over to take a look.

He had to keep an eye on her to keep her out of the wall.

Of course, he could hide and not show up, but ...... It smells so good

He also really wants to eat meat foam noodles!

And big dumplings!

The folk say that dumplings are delicious, but he hasn't eaten dumplings yet, how pitiful he is.

Qingyan pointed to the uncle of the stall opposite the old man and said, "Boss, we don't know him, we don't count the money together!"

Old man: "......"

Old man: Looking down on people, am I like a person who has no money to eat noodles?

He fumbled with a leaf, thinking about secretly turning it into a silver leaf.

"Let's have a bowl of noodles!"

The old man called out to the stall owner, then threw a book on the table and glared at her.

"Are you lying to me?"

Qingyan glanced at it and guessed a few points.

"Didn't make it?" This book is an ancient book that records the method of retrospection.

"Hmph, I've tried more than 10,000 times, but I haven't succeeded once, what are you not fooling me?"

When the soup noodles came up, there were only two vegetable leaves floating, and the old man was so angry that he snorted.

Is this because he is afraid that he will not be able to pay for the meat sauce?

Lan Yi felt that this old man had a strange temper, and he didn't dare to provoke him, so he hugged his bowl and ate noodles with his head.

The little chef recognized him as an old man who often ate in the East Kitchen.

She saw that he was lonely and helpless, very pitiful, and she always couldn't bear to complain to her aunt.

If the eldest mother had known, she would have beaten him with a pair of tongs that burned the fire.

Qingyan first pretended to be surprised, and then grinned and dug a spoonful of meat and put it in his mouth to eat.

"Wow, you're saying you didn't get it after 10,000 times? Are you sure? Are you sure? ”