Chapter 63: The Night of Planting Bamboo Zhai
At first glance, Feng Tianji saw Fu Tianji falling from the sky, as if in a dream, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he saw it, Fu Tianji was still standing there.
She burst into tears: "Rong Fengheng, your spell is a bit fierce, this illusion is too vivid." β
Rong Fengheng: ?
Fu Tianji flicked her forehead with her fingers, "Girl, don't you recognize me?" β
Wind Frost froze for a moment, then burst into a cheer, almost jumping on it and hugging the lump of ice. When Fu Tianji saw her like this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Master, you must have brought a gift back to Shuang'er after such a long trip, right?" Wind condensation frost straight to the point, straight to the heart.
Fu Tianji's face stammered, and it stinked: "You are so happy, just because of the gift?" β
"Ah, what else?"
Fu Tianji's face stinked like a stone in a dung pit, "I don't have the habit of bringing gifts to people!" β
Weakly raised a hand behind his back, "I can testify to this, Uncle Shi really doesn't have the habit of bringing gifts to people." The gray-headed Rong Fengheng finally saw the stitches and found a sense of existence.
Feng Ningshuang pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Fu Tianji raised his chin and ordered: "I've been running around for many days for my teacher, I'm hungry, prepare something to eat." β
Damn, I'll be my maid as soon as I come back! Feng Ningshuang was indignant, and cursed the stinky ice cube a hundred times in his heart: It's better for you to go out again.
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However, it was difficult to disobey the teacher's fate, and at dinner, she still served three dishes and one soup: braised beef, chestnut fried chicken, stir-fried spring bamboo shoots, and fresh mushroom and shredded meat soup.
Simple yet delicious, with the taste of home-cooked food.
Fu Tianji sat at the dining table, did not move for a while, and when the wind condensed the frost and sat down with the apron, he lifted the bamboo chopstick, and elegantly picked up a piece of spring bamboo shoots.
Wind Frost peeked at him. To be honest, having been with him for some time, the appetite for this stinky ice cube was as fickle as his temperament, and sometimes he only tried a small bite when she served a beautiful dish; Sometimes she makes a casual home-cooked meal, and he can accompany it with a bowl of white rice.
At the moment, he put the bamboo shoot in his mouth, chewed it for a moment, and nodded, "It tastes good." He picked up the bowl and took a bite of rice.
Feng Ningshuang put his mind at ease, and was about to move, Rong Fengheng, who was rubbing rice next to him, was already moving in an uproar, eating fiercely, like a hungry tiger going down the mountain.
Feng Ningshuang smiled and said, "Eat slowly, be careful of choking on you." β
Rong Fengheng's cheeks were bulging, and he answered a few words vaguely, no one heard what he said clearly, only to see his chopsticks stretched out, the wind swept away, the dishes on the table were tragically looted, and the remaining amount was in danger.
Rong Fengheng pulled down a few mouthfuls of white rice, and the next target went straight to the spring bamboo shoots, the chopsticks were stretched halfway, and suddenly there was a thick layer of ice, he was stunned, and looked back at Fu Tianji. I saw Fu Tianji stretching out his chopsticks casually, picking up the spring bamboo shoots, and putting them in the wind condensation frost bowl, in the stunned gaze of the wind condensation frost, he picked up a few slices of beef, and also put them into the wind condensation frost bowl.
Rong Fengheng saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly abandoned his chopsticks and took the spoon, and took the big bowl of delicious soup, vowing to take back the spoils.
Who knew that the spoon had just reached the edge of the bowl, and there was a thick layer of ice, so cold that he couldn't hold it, and when he looked back at Fu Tianji, he saw Fu Tianji's expression leisurely, and his fingertips knocked twice on the table, and the fragrant and soft rice in his bowl was soaked in a puddle of water.
Prince Rong burst into tears, and Uncle Shi's meaning was very clear: you can only eat rice soaked in water.
With such an obvious eviction order, Prince Rong could only cry and run away with a sad face, wailing, and leaving a cruel sentence before leaving: I will come back!
got in the way and walked away, Fu Tianji sandwiched a chicken leg into the bowl of wind condensation, and said in shock: "Eat more, you seem to have lost a little weight." β
The wind and frost are stunned, and the stinky ice cubes have changed their temperament? For a while, he was a little flattered, and unconsciously sandwiched a piece of chicken back to Fu Tianji, Fu Tianji paused, and then picked up the chicken, chewed it and swallowed it slowly.
The two of them ate very well at this meal, and the meal quickly bottomed out, Feng Ningshuang touched his full stomach, and got up to make tea.
On the tea serving, Fu Tianji blew the hot air on it lightly and asked lightly: "During this time, how is your homework doing?" β
Feng Ningshuang sighed with emotion: "It can be said that it is day and night, hard work, and hard work...... "I exaggerated first, otherwise how could I coax this ice cube to teach her magic?" Hey.
Fu Tianji said lightly: "In this case, how did you prepare for the winemaking that the master said last time?" β
In a word, the wind and frost will be ruthlessly revealed, let you fall into the sky, you can't take out something, it is equal to a blank.
People are sometimes like this, when there is no supervision, if you can be lazy for three points, you will definitely be lazy for seven points.
"It's still under research...... "Feng Ningshuang stiffened his head and laughed dryly, "It's going to take some time." β
"Oh, then, you can start tonight. The raw materials for sake brewing are all available in bamboo planting. Go ahead. β
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Feng Ningshuang really wanted to slap his two mouths, and thought that the stinky ice cube had turned sexually and was moved; Now I know that she is naΓ―ve.
Winemaking is the most complicated, she brewed a hundred days of drunkenness when she was outside, I don't know how much work it took, I have a headache when I think about it, so I put off the winemaking thing again and again.
But as soon as this stinky ice cube came back, he actually let her start work overnight, which was too cruel and inhumane!
The wind condensed frost and flew to the bamboo plant with tears streaming down his face.
The days when the stinky ice cubes were not there, it turned out to be so beautiful, she didn't know how to cherish it at that time, and now she regrets losing it, if she can add a deadline before the loss, she hopes it will be: 10,000 years.
When the bamboo planting arrived, the wind condensed the frost and collected the sword and looked around.
The moon loomed in the clouds, the surrounding area was foggy, unknown insects chirping, and the garden was quiet.
This is the scene of planting bamboo according to Qiu Ying's "Paradise of Paradise", which is truly restored.
There are not only bamboos in it, but also a variety of exotic flowers and trees, and the flowers and leaves are lush on this mountain island with constant temperature in all seasons. There is an elegant trail in the garden, all along the path are green bamboos, follow the path to go forward, meandering for several miles, meet an elegant small bamboo building, quiet and beautiful.
She liked it, but it was far from the north, so she didn't come often.
At this moment, in the middle of the night, she walked slowly along the path, separated by heavy green bamboos, and faintly saw a cliff in the east, because it was towering into the clouds, there was snow on the top of the mountain, reflecting a faint snow light, well, it seems that this is what Fu Tianji said before, the cliff that cannot be climbed by the sword.
Looking at the side of the mountain cliff from afar, the afterglow suddenly glimpsed the depths of the bamboo forest, it seems to be a little bit of firelight, the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing is faintly audible, the tone is cheerful and sonorous, quite exotic, there are cheers from time to time, it seems to be very lively.
It's strange, she has lived on this island for almost a year, except for her and the stinky ice, no one else has been found to live, is it haunted in the middle of the night?
She was a bold person, not afraid at all, but crept towards the source of the sound, only to listen to the music getting louder and louder, the torches were burning, and sure enough, a group of people gathered.
Behind a bamboo, Feng Ningshuang leaned out half of his face to peep, and was dumbfounded:
I saw that in the clearing of the bamboo forest, there were more than a dozen "people" singing and dancing. The reason for the quotation marks is because these people look very strange, crooked melons and cracked dates, and their costumes are unprecedented, such as one of them wearing a striped green coat, hair like a chicken coop, hastily tied a rope, and a belly that is so big that it is not like a ball.
She only felt strange, she looked very energetic, and unconsciously stretched her neck a little, and suddenly someone shouted: Someone is coming!
In an instant, the sound of silk and bamboo and the crowd disappeared at the same time, like a puff of green smoke, and dispersed without a trace.
Feng Ning Shuang was stunned, quickly jumped out, looked around with his fists, and said loudly: "In Xia Feng Ning Shuang, I came here to find raw materials for making wine, there is no malicious intent, you seniors don't need to panic." β
One, two, three heads...... They all leaned out from behind the bamboo, looking at her with uneasy eyes, Xu saw that she was not malicious, so he walked out slowly, and Feng Ningshuang looked at it so closely that he almost didn't laugh.
These are all a group of monsters who have become spirits, and they are scrambling to introduce themselves to Feng Ningshuang at the moment.
An old man had an extremely long beard, almost fell to the ground, and spoke slowly, Feng Ningshuang guessed that he was a turtle spirit, but he turned into a weeping banyan tree, and almost didn't laugh her to death.
There were also a few children in strange costumes, and Feng Ningshuang blinked and asked, "What are you?" β
These children changed, strung a vine, and several talking fish-like gourds grew on the vine, making a "gurgling" sound of swallowing water, and Feng Ningshuang touched them, remembering the fairy tales he watched when he was a child.
"And what are you?" Feng Ningshuang turned to the uncle with a huge belly.
The uncle shook his body, only to see that the big belly instantly became a big watermelon, as big as two people hugging, the uncle stretched out his hand and knocked on his belly, and suddenly made a moist sound of the melon scooping ripe, which made people want to eat.
Feng Ningshuang smiled and patted his belly: "Uncle Watermelon, it turns out that your specialty is music!" β
"That's not all I can do." Uncle Watermelon shook his stomach, "I have a lot of skills, as long as I have seen it, my watermelon seeds can replicate its appearance, look at my seventy-two changes!" As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a black-seeded watermelon spit out and fell to the ground, and the green vine grew wildly.
Feng Ningshuang laughed and clapped his hands: "Everyone has such a ability, singing and dancing, why are you not happy?" β
She saw it right, in addition to the weeping banyan tree, the gourd baby fish, the watermelon uncle, in addition to the asparagus monster, the mandarin fish monster...... Although they were all singing and dancing, they seemed to be smiling very strongly, and she found out when she hid behind the bamboo.
There was a moment of silence on the field, and Sister Asparagus spoke first: "It's not because of that ......"
Before he finished speaking, Father-in-law Banyan said, "Because we can only go out at night for activities, you must not say it." β
Feng Ningshuang was surprised: "Why can you only come out at night?" β
The monsters looked at each other, but no one said anything.
Feng Ningshuang thought for a moment and said, "Is it because of the owner of that ice cube?" She smiled and continued: "Although Shushan has the responsibility of subduing demons and eliminating demons, but harmless spirits can live freely, don't be afraid, that lump of ice looks cold, but it won't harm you, just come out and play during the day!" β
Perhaps because this mountain island is full of spiritual energy, it has accumulated over time, so that these plants and trees have been cultivated into spirits. Wind Frost thought to herself.
The expressions of the monsters were still a little timid, only the banyan father-in-law did not change his smile, brushed his long beard, and smiled.