[Because Sister Lan was mentioned in the previous chapter, I thought about the content of the previous chapter in this chapter, which is also planned to be written in the future, about Sister Lan's travels, but this chapter does not mention too many gods and ghosts, just a little daily]

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Yan Lan has been kicked out of the Taoist temple for half a month, and she is still staying in Sichuan and Chongqing, and it is not convenient for adults to stay in a hotel, so she can only find a broken Taoist temple near Kunlun Snow Mountain through the introduction of a friend.

The temple was broken, she simply cleaned it, and she found a place to stay.

"Cangshan bears snow, and the candle is south."

Yan Lan sighed and continued to hunt hazelnuts in the mountains.

She wants to make pine nuts and chestnuts to satisfy her cravings, and the origin of the recipe is also coincidental.

It was she who happened to meet a down-and-out imperial chef and helped the family solve the abnormal problem of the ancestral tomb, without collecting money, but only learned some intangible cultural heritage skills from the old chef of the Forbidden City, which was used as hexagram gold.

The ingredients are easy to make...... Just get some pine nuts in the mountains.

"I'm a little tired."

Yan Lan put down the pole in her hand, exhaled deeply, and laughed again.

The Dharma Vein is half useless, her body is numb with pain now, and she can survive by doing something else in the ice and snow.

It's also ...... Pretty good.

The monkeys on the mountain blushed on me: [The trail is long, why don't you fight? 】

NPC has no name: [Didn't the Taoist say that he wanted to get mountain goods, and only beat hazelnuts?] 】

Yan Lan then remembered that she was idle to popularize science and nature, and she was still live broadcasting.

There are too many people to accompany her in the mountain, and now she is the only one at the bottom of the mountain, and she is not suitable for a while, and wants to enjoy the companionship of point clouds through technology.

"Ah, I still have to get some pine nuts, but it may be a bit immoral to take a shortcut and make a quick decision."

Nuwa clay figure defective product: [Nashan goods...... How can it be immoral? 】

Yan Lan only smiled, picked up the shooting rod, and walked east with a simple calculation.

The Kunlun Mountain is covered in silver in winter, and the sunny day is extremely bright after the snow.

There were also a few squirrels climbing among the trees, feeling the unusual aura on Yan Lan's body, and curiously probed.

"Hazelnuts can still be solved with a pole, of course I mean eat, the one on TV can be directly pulled out of the latch, or the foot Spartan is kicking."

"But the pine tower is not easy to get, and the red pine trees in this mountain are almost twenty meters away from any glance, and I can't pick them."

The monkeys all over the mountain blushed at me: [Dao Chief, you can directly use that Tai Chi internal strength to break the tree with one punch! ] It's all pine towers]

"Besides, how can I have that ability? I'm just an ordinary little Taoist priest. ”

A big squirrel with a fluffy tail ran by, Yan Lan's eyes lit up, and she followed it forward.

Stopping in front of a half-withered, shriveled tree, he tapped his fingers on the trunk and heard the sound of an empty crumble.

"That's it."

Yan Lan put aside the "shooting rod" made of her branches, wrapped her right hand in a sack in the audience's incomprehensible question mark swiping screen, and punched the dead wood.

"Whoa!" The half-dead tree could not withstand such a force, and the bark cracked instantly.

As soon as the tree hole opened, the freshly colored pine nuts and hazelnuts rolled out, and in a few breaths, they gathered into small piles on the ground.

The mountain monkey blushed on me: [Dumbfounded, Dao Chief, your punch, a new world is played?!] 】

Huaxia Dry Rice King: [I'll knock!] It's stealing, right? I saw a squirrel running over just now! 】

"That's right, it's a food hoarding spot for snow squirrels."

Yan Lan shook her hand, shook off the bag and picked up the loot.

"The mountains behind Kunlun are full of red pine and hazelnut trees, which snow squirrels love to eat, and they start stockpiling food for the winter in autumn.

"As the ancients said: squirrels hide fruits, and the more the merrier. There is no such thing as "enough" in its instincts, and it can save as much as it can. The hoarding site is usually small dwarf trees, and sometimes they are buried in the ground among small dead trees.

"I also want to add that there is enough food in the back mountains, even if I steal the house, the squirrel will not commit suicide."

Nuwa Clay Man Defective Product: [I know! Squirrel suicide only occurs when food is scarce, and it is a rare event.

Huaxia Dry Rice King: [I think the Taoist wants ready-made pine nuts hahaha]

"Speaking of the point, take the pine nuts to expose the pine tower to the sun for about a day, and then use the wooden roots to beat the pine tower to take out, and if it is not easy to take, you can dig it with a bamboo stick."

"Or throw the fresh pine tower into the fire and burn it, and wait until the surface is carbonized and there is no sticky grease and tear it open by hand."

"But I'm too lazy, too lazy to move, I want to use ready-made."

Yan Lan used her strength to break the hole wider.

The pine nuts rolled out, but then a small black shadow fell to the pile of pine nuts in embarrassment, and sat up with a confused expression.

The back is covered with golden red hair, the belly is snow-white, the tail hair is dense and long, and the big fluffy tail is messy in the wind.

It's a snow squirrel!

The monkeys in the mountains blushed on me: [Hahaha, the owner of the family is sleeping at home!] 】

Huaxia Dry Rice King: [Bold thief! I've been caught! 】

"Yo, isn't this a coincidence, are you at home? Trouble let let. ”

Yan Lan was not embarrassed at all, and her movements swept the remaining pine nuts into the sack very naturally.

The squirrel was stunned.

Huaxia Dry Rice King: [I'm laughing to death!] Squirrel: Where are the two-legged beasts thieves, they are clearly robbers! 】

"Squeak!"

The squirrel was so angry that he picked up the pine nuts and threw them at Yan Lan, scolding and jumping to stop them.

You're so arrogant at home, what do you want to do when I'm not at home!

Yan Lan finished pulling the trophies, and said with a mouth: "Snow squirrels have beautiful faces, strong bodies, gentle and cute, many people will keep them as pets, and my previous Taoist temple is also ......."

She paused and said no more, then smiled:

"Look, isn't this just playing with me? Keep open doors! I don't even want it, and it shoehorns it into me. ”

If you turn it off, you don't turn it off: [God is shoehorning it into you, Qilu squirrel?!] 】

Beat the love brain: [Redefine "gentle and cute" and "hospitable" hahaha]

"I'm going to run away quickly, that's all for today's live broadcast."

"Look at the little guy cute, but a wild squirrel bite will take a few shots of rabies."

Yan Lan raised her hand to catch the pine nuts thrown by the little guy and laughed.

The little squirrel was so angry that his hair exploded, and if he had a horn at hand, he would bite it off.

Two-legged villain!

"Don't scold, don't scold."

Yan Lan lowered her shoulders and elbows, her robe covered her arms, her strength turned with her waist, and her right hand hit the red pine with a single whip!

Suddenly, the strength became the wind, the pine forest trembled and the snow waves, the trees were not damaged at all, but the pine tower fell to the ground like rain, and it did not stop for a long time.

The squirrels in the forest squeaked and ran out, excitedly picking up.

If you can't pick it up at all, you can't finish it at all, so it's not a fabrication to say that "pie in the sky" is not made up out of thin air, there must be a real case!

"Is that enough, little friend?"

Yan Lan smiled and handed the pine nuts in her hand to the stunned little squirrel.

When the smile in her eyes faded, her long hair happened to be blown away by the cold wind, and she was wearing a thin dress, as if she was going to blend in with the wind and snow.

Yan Lan has been on this mountain for many days, wandering around alone, often sitting in the snow and looking at a certain place, looking heartless but actually thinking a lot, being disturbed by passing animals and smiling, as if sadness and loss are delusions.

It's a bit perverse, and there is a small tiger tooth when he laughs.

It's the kind of young man who is very loose and has a lot of thoughts.

"You are magnanimous, just forgive me as a little Taoist." Yan Lan said.

Hum! Next time, beat the mud!

The little squirrel punched the air a few times, puffed the pine nuts into his mouth, and turned his head to grab the pie.

Yan Lan straightened up, lazily trying to stretch, but halfway through, she felt that the wound on her back that was beaten by her senior brother was still painful, so she dropped her arm, endured it and laughed again: "Why bother to be angry for me." ”

She raised her hands and looked at the east from afar, until the cold wind blew away the heat all over her body, and then she lowered her eyes and said, "I want to ...... it."

…… I really want to go back.

But she can't go back, her home doesn't want her anymore.

No matter how reluctant he is, after making this snack, he will completely leave the provinces and regions of Heming Mountain and leave by himself.

"Youlao," Yan Lan tilted her head, "help me bring my things back to the mountain, and I'll go down the mountain to buy ingredients." ”

The sacks and tree branches in the snow shook a few times, and they actually floated into the air and moved towards the dilapidated Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

Yan Lan raised her feet, shrunk into inches, and disappeared into the snow in a few breaths, without a trace.

I just didn't expect that she didn't even eat the last pine nut chestnut cake, so she met the pursuer of the Beidou line at the bottom of the mountain, so she had to follow the filming team of a wandering god and hurriedly embarked on the journey.

Since then, looking for immortals and seeking the way, in addition to relieving grievances, the wanderer does not meet the old landscape, and delusionally thinks about the short and long of the old people.

And into a spring tree, it is difficult to be a turning bird.

(End of chapter)