Nandao has also become a bit of a thief.

After all, Senior Brother Wu is still doing his best to help the two of them build a small building this afternoon.

"That's not good."

Le Chaotian walked forward on the bluestone path with the little cabbage in his arms, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Lu said that although Senior Brother Wu didn't let us touch his little cabbage that he used to sell money at the bottom of the mountain, but if we went secretly, Senior Brother Wu wouldn't care." ”

"Uh, why?"

"Because the money from the sale is only used to buy things for sword casting, and when the sword is cast, it is also thrown into the water, and it will probably only bubble, so it is better to let us eat it secretly. It's just that don't let Senior Brother see it, oh, don't let Master see it, once Senior Sister Lu's disciple, Lu Xiaoyi came to steal the little cabbage, Senior Brother Wu turned around and pretended to be looking at the fallen leaves, but was seen by the old man, chased him all the way to the door of the Little White Sword Sect, and scolded the person for a long time. ”

"......" Nandao was silent, looking at Le Chaotian, who turned back to talk to him, and the old man not far in front of him.

As Le Chaotian spoke, he felt that Nandao's expression was a little strange, and when he turned around, he saw the old man staring at the two of them.

Le Chaotian laughed awkwardly twice and said, "Ah, Master, why are you here." ”

As he spoke, he looked down at the little cabbage in his arms, thought for a while and said, "I said that these little cabbages became refined and ran down by themselves, Master, do you believe it?" ”

The old man ignored Le Chaotian and looked at Nandao, who was silent behind Le Chaotian holding an umbrella.

"Senior brother is hungry?"

Both of them were stunned.

Nandao was silent for a moment and said, "Yes. ”

The old man turned around and shouted at Wu Dalong, who was clanging iron in the depths of the Sword Sect, "Great Dragon! ”

Wu Dalong may have been startled, and ran out bare-chested with a hammer.

Then I saw three people on the bluestone road.

And those little cabbages that were still muddy.

The heart is over, why are the two junior and younger brothers so unlucky, which makes the master caught.

Wu Dalong thought with a sad face, how to relieve the two junior and younger brothers.

Then the old man hit him on the head.

"Why are you stunned, don't you see that your uncle is hungry? Go and pluck a few more! ”

"Ahh

Wu Dalong stared at his eyes with a confused expression, and reacted again, the senior uncle in the old man's mouth is most likely the junior brother of Nandao.

"Oh."

Wu Dalong said, put down the hammer, and went to the vegetable field by the stream above to pull cabbage.

"No, these are enough." Nan Dao looked at Wu Dalong and said with some embarrassment.

Wu Dalong stopped, looked back at his master, and the old man said with a smile: "Okay, if you don't have enough food, just pull it out." ”

"Okay." Nandao faced this crazy old man, and it seemed extremely concise and to the point.

The old man smiled and turned away.

The three of them stood on the road, looking at each other.

Wu Dalong sighed, looked at Le Chaotian who was holding the little cabbage, and said, "Be careful next time..... It's best to take Senior Brother Nan with you. ”

Le Chaotian smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Wu Dalong did not leave, but took the few little cabbages from Le Chaotian's hands.

"I'm going to wash the dishes, how are you going to eat them?"

"Hot pot!"

Le Chaotian said very firmly.

"Okay."

Wu Dalong took the little cabbage to the back of the courtyard.

So after tonight, several senior brothers of the Tianya Sword Sect gained the freedom of the little cabbage because of Nandao.

The hot pot is not hearty.

It's in the same small building where I stayed last night in the South Island.

The iron tools of the Tianya Sword Sect were basically used by Wu Dalong to cast swords, and this hot pot was bought and hidden by Le Chaotian some time ago.

The three of them sat around the hot pot, the autumn wind was blowing in the mountain night, and the blue flames on the few pieces of charcoal at the bottom of the hot pot kept shaking.

In the middle of the hot pot is a spire, because Le Chaotian bought it is not a new hot pot, some of the yellow color that is smoked out of the smoke, and there are only some aged vermicelli in the pot ring that Wu Dalong doesn't know where to find it, sprinkled with some chili powder, and boiled it gurgling.

Le Chaotian was reluctant to add chili peppers to it at first.

It's just that the three of them rummaged through the Sword Sect and didn't find any other seasonings, and the chili pepper was already an extremely valuable condiment, so they could only watch Wu Dalong spill the chili pepper with a smile.

The cabbage has been washed and set aside.

Although Le Chaotian is not happy with those ups and downs of chili peppers, in the mountains, such a meal of cabbage vermicelli hot pot is extremely rare.

It's harder than meat with some game in it.

He grabbed the chopsticks with some impatience, took a large handful of cabbage and pressed it, and then sat cross-legged next to him, holding the chopsticks horizontally with both hands, shrinking in front of his chest, while still licking his lips, staring at the heat that was constantly wafting in the pot with bright eyes.

"Fragrant, fragrant."

Le Chaotian has words.

Without even saying the third incense, he put his chopsticks in, picked up a piece of piping hot cabbage, raised it above his head, tilted his head and stuffed it into his mouth.

Maybe it's because it's too hot and spicy, and the autumn wind in the building is full of the sound of Le Chaotian's tongue churning the little cabbage with saliva.

Wu Dalong swallowed.

How could this kid eat so deliciously.

Looking at Nandao, the young man holding the umbrella was also puzzled.

A piece of cabbage only stained with chili powder, Le Chaotian just ate the feeling of a delicious meal.

Then he put down his chopsticks with a flushed face but was extremely satisfied, licked the soup on his lips, and looked at the two of them in a daze.

"This, that's not right, why don't you eat it."

Wu Dalong said with a smile: "I was scared by you." ”

"Hahaha." Le Chaotian smiled happily, picked up the chopsticks and stretched them out into the hot pot again.

"Cabbage vermicelli hot pot is the best hot pot in the world."

Le Chaotian said vaguely.

Nandao and Wu Dalong seem to have been infected by Le Chaotian and have also joined the battlefield.

It's a pity that in the afternoon, there wasn't much wine left with Lu Xiaoxiao, and the three of them just drank a little.

But it can also be said that it was fun.

After blanching the cabbage, the three of them began to destroy the vermicelli again.

Eat unusually satisfied.

Practitioners can do not need to eat.

But the appetite should be satisfied, but it must be satisfied.

Wu Dalong wiped his mouth, looked at Le Chaotian who was sitting on the corridor outside the building, and said with a smile: "You should tell a story next." ”

Le Chaotian sat on the corridor with his sword in his arms, and said in the autumn wind: "Yes." ”

Wu Dalong and Nandao also sat out.

The mountain is full of autumn wind, and the leaves are boundless.

"This is where the story begins."

"It was some winter in the north." Le Chaotian said with a smile. "It snowed so much. We were all sealed up in the mountains, so we shrank in our rooms, baking a fire on one side and a hot pot on the other. There is nothing to eat, so I can only eat vermicelli and blanched cabbage. Listening to the wind and snow howling outside, I ate cabbage hot pot for many days. ”

Le Chaotian also said this simply, and did not say any more.

Wu Dalong was stunned and asked, "What happened later?" ”

Le Chaotian lowered his head, flicked the sword in his arms, and said with a soft smile: "No." ”

“......”

The shirtless man and the boy with an umbrella in the autumn wind were a little speechless.

"What kind of story is this?" Wu Dalong said.

"It was my teenage years, maybe eleven, maybe ten, or younger, I don't remember much." Le Chaotian said with a smile, "This is really not a good story, just a picture in my memory - the howling wind and snow, the fire in the house, and the steaming hot pot." ”

"It's a simple thing, but it's something that I've remembered for years. Perhaps this is the power of the grandeur of the years? Le Chaotian said with a smile.

"And who are we you talking about?" Nandao looked at Le Chaotian and asked.

"We are who we are, it can be me and others, it can be me and my brothers." Le Chaotian looked at Nandao and said. "The words in this story are not important, what matters is me and the hot pot in my memory."

Nandao was still a little incomprehensible, but Wu Dalong, a thirty-five-year-old man, finally reacted, patted Le Chaotian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "That's really a good thing." ”

Le Chaotian chuckled softly.

The three of them blew the autumn wind in the corridor of the small building for a long time.

"Senior brother's cabbage is not easy to grow." Le Chaotian stood up with a smile, hung the reed and sword around his waist together, and walked downstairs, "Let's eat another meal in winter." ”

"Okay." Wu Dalong said with a smile.

Le Chaotian walked downstairs, and Wu Dalong and Nandao cleaned up the remnants of the hot pot after eating.

The junior brother naturally has the benefits of the junior brother.

Then there was the sound of a sword playing in the path downstairs, and a song being sung by a young man with a gentle voice.

"The reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand belt is shallow. Twenty years of heavy over the South Building. The willow ship is still unstable, and it can be a few days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Nandao walked outside the building with a rag in his hand and poked his head out.

Le Chaotian was playing the sword, singing as he walked.

"The yellow crane broke the rock's head, is the old man here now? The old country is the new sorrow. ”

Nandao saw that Le Chaotian seemed to know that he was watching, and raised his head and looked upstairs with a smile.

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same, and you will travel as a teenager."

Le Chaotian put down his sword, and the sword and the reed made a crisp collision sound, like an end.

"Senior brother, see you tomorrow."

Le Chaotian said with a smile, lowered his head, and walked towards his small building.

Nandao held the rag and looked at Le Chaotian with a soft smile, and said, "Okay." ”

This junior brother is really a wonderful person.

Nandao thought.

......

Nandao had a dream that night.

I dreamed that many years later, I was sitting in a snowstorm with some strangers, eating hot pot.

It's still cabbage vermicelli.

I seem to have a lot of fun eating.

It seems that he is very melancholy eating.

Maybe it's missing a junior brother who is holding chopsticks tightly and waiting for the cabbage to be scalded?

So Nandao left his seat, but he heard someone singing in the snow.

Luye Manting Chau ......

When Nandao woke up leaning on the guardrail on the second floor, he was also in a somewhat melancholy mood.

The sky was already clear.

Lu Xiaoxiao and Le Chaotian were sitting downstairs, probably discussing the small building in the canyon.

Wu Dalong should go and do something else.

Nandao walked down with an umbrella.

I heard Le Chaotian giving Lu Xiao his own request.

"You have to have an empty pavilion with the wind on all sides, and you can also do some movable doors, sit there and play the piano on weekdays, or close the door when it is windy and snowy, and happily bake the stove to burn the hot pot."

"Why do you suddenly think of hot pot?"

"Because last night we were eating little cabbage hot pot."

“！” Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Le Chaotian sadly, as well as Nandao, who came over.

"You don't call me when you eat hot pot?"

Le Chaotian patted his head with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot last night, next time I must remember to call Senior Sister, Senior Sister doesn't come, none of us will move chopsticks." ”

"If you forget, I'll tell the old man that you eat cabbage secretly." Lu Xiaoxiao said indignantly.

"Hahaha, Master has already said that we can eat cabbage as much as we like."

Kidding, the cabbage freedom that the South Island brings is certainly not a void.

“......”

Lu Xiaoxiao and Le Chaotian talked for a while, and then pulled Nandao towards Luofeng Canyon.

The three of them planned for a while at the mouth of the valley before Wu Dalong came up with a lot of things.

Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong began to be busy with the foundation, and Nandao and Le Chaotian began to follow Wu Dalong's request, holding swords to cut the cedar trees that they brought back yesterday, preparing to make some of the most important pillars.

The old man in the middle also climbed up the canyon with a sigh, looked at the four people who were busy working, and probably wanted to say how to let the senior brother do such a thing, but he just opened his mouth and looked at Nandao and Le Chaotian, who were happily busy there, so he didn't say anything, just picked up some unwanted branches on the side and walked back.

Wu Dalong asked curiously, "Master, what are you doing with this?" ”

"This is where the senior brother wants to live, I can't say that these branches will be rare treasures in the future, take them back and sharpen them, maybe they can be used as swords."

“......”

All four fell silent.

So he bowed his head and was busy without a word.

After getting the cedar trees in place, the South Island went on to cut down them.

Le Chaotian was not idle this time, and went out of the canyon with Nandao, found a rather stout beech tree in the mountains, and then brought it back to deal with it.

This tree is naturally the main pillar of the entire small building.

In the afternoon, Lu Xiaoxiao went back to the Little White Sword Sect, and Wu Dalong also had some trivial matters to deal with with the Sword Sect, such as going back to help the old man cut those branches into the shape of a sword, so he also left Luofeng Canyon.

Nandao and Le Chaotian still stayed on it, getting some wood needed for the small building.

The two of them don't know anything, and they can only do such simple things according to Wu Dalong's requirements.

The foundation of the small building has been laid.

Just wait for some materials to be prepared and let the omnipotent Wu Dalong build it.

Le Chaotian was wandering around the foundation of the small building again.

Nandao, who was holding a sword on the side and blowing the wind and refining the sword intent, opened his eyes and looked at Le Chaotian, a little curious about what he was doing.

"What are you looking at?"

"I was thinking that it was just a small building standing at the mouth of the valley, and it looked a little monotonous, so I thought about whether to plant some trees."

Nandao stood up with an umbrella, and with Le Chaotian looking at Taniguchi for a long time, it was indeed like this.

"What kind of tree are you going to plant?"

Le Chaotian looked back in the direction of the Little White Sword Sect.

"Senior Sister Lu's laurel tree there?" Le Chaotian cupped his cheeks and said, shaking his head again, "No, it's too delicate." ”

Nan Dao remembered the huge peach tree of the Human Sword Sect.

It's just a peach tree that has been blooming for a thousand years, and it's only one in the whole world.

What's more, it's something from the Human Sword Sect, who dares to take it?

Le Chaotian was also there and said to himself: "The peach tree is okay." You want a peach tree that is very lush and tall, and it has to bloom peach blossoms all day long. ”

"......" Nandao was silent.

Le Chaotian didn't really set his sights on the most famous peach tree in the world.

It's just that Nandao suddenly remembered another peach tree.

On the edge of the big lake in the heavenly town where the grass is a firefly, I don't know when the peach tree suddenly appeared.

It's also huge, and it's blooming all the time.

Grass is definitely a firefly and talks a lot better than Cong Blade.

After all, I know him a little better.

It's a pity that I don't know how to get into that town anymore.

I don't know if the grass is still in Nanyi City.

In the past two nights, Nandao has tried to go to Heavenly Town, and even tried to shout the shameful sentence - I am going to Old Dog Town.

It's just a pity that since Chen He left, he hasn't been in again.

The two thought about it for a long time, but they didn't think about what kind of tree they should plant, so they put the idea on hold for the time being.

Le Chaotian is a little lazy in everything he does, but he is very diligent in sword practice.

Of course, the junior and younger disciples have to be diligent in their cultivation.

Otherwise, the senior brothers would not spoil this kind of laziness in other aspects.

When Nandao was still thinking about it, Le Chaotian had already hung a sword from his waist and went to the canyon.

The hulu silk hanging on the maple tree at the mouth of the valley was dangling in the wind across the gorge.

It's like a big yellow bell.

Occasionally, when the wind blows crookedly, maybe those mountain winds will also have some tunes, but they will blow the reed gracefully.

Nandao tempered his sword intent at the mouth of the valley for a while, and in the whining sound that sounded from time to time, he also went to the canyon.

Holding the peach blossom sword, in the countless mountain winds that pass through the gorge, he accurately wears dozens of fallen leaves.

Le Chaotian then stopped, stood aside with his sword in his hand, and looked at Nandao's posture with a sword very seriously.

"Senior brother also needs to practice?"

Le Chaotian asked with a smile when he stopped in Nandao.

Nandao nodded, looked at the nearly fifty fallen leaves on the sword, and said slowly: "I haven't started this sword either. ”

Le Chaotian looked at the layers of fallen leaves on the Nandao sword, and then looked at the few sparse pieces on his sword, and said with a helpless smile: "It seems that this sword has a great reputation in the world, otherwise the senior brother's sword is already so fast, so it won't be able to get started." ”

Nandao pressed his sword against the umbrella bone as usual, wiped away the fallen leaves, and said softly, "Yes, because this is the basic sword style of the Sharpening Sword Cliff." ”

It can also be said to be the basic sword style in the world.

It's just that by the standards of the human world, this kind of sword without any sword intent can be regarded as an extremely exquisite swordsmanship.

The Grinding Sword Cliff came from the earth and went up to the sky.

Naturally, it will represent higher requirements.

Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows, then squinted at the twilight in the world and said with a smile: "It turned out to be such a good sword." ”

Nandao also chuckled softly.

Thinking about what Qiu Xi'er looked like when she taught herself.

"Of course it is."

It's not just swords.

It can also be people.

The sword wind in the gorge rises again.

Taniguchi gourd silk was blown by the wind and whined.