"Leaving the General's Mansion?" Master Speechless's face darkened, and he turned his head to look in the direction of Feng Yin.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and from such a distance, he could still see the blood-colored light that emanated from the eyes of the wind under the reflection of the sun.

So dazzling, so bright, like a pair of rare rubies in the world, it is unforgettable.

It's a pity that they grew on a child's face.

Finally, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, and the Wordless Master couldn't bear to retract his gaze, and said softly: "Out of the General's Mansion, where else can she go? ”

"Ha!" Wu Jifeng lowered his head and smiled a little self-deprecatingly, but when he raised his head, he was not serious, and quipped, "All fathers in the world feel that no one can be better than the pearl in their palms, but who will really keep their daughter by their side for a lifetime." Do you really want to be an old girl?"

Hearing this, Master Wuyan suddenly realized, but suddenly looked at Wu Jifeng in disbelief, and said, "What do you mean?"

Wu Jifeng glanced back at him generously, that's right, that's what you are thinking.

The wordless master looked at the wind in the distance, and then looked at Wu Jifeng beside him, and was silent for a long time before he could barely digest this information. There is a sentence on his lips, but he didn't say it after all, this child, after all, is different from ordinary girls.

But he just knew that since he had made plans with himself, he must have made arrangements.

He is thoughtful and has been trained for a long time. He must have thought about his worries a thousand times, and the exit must have been the best arrangement, and he really didn't need to bother him anymore, just help him when he needed it, just like in the past four years.

Thinking of this, Master Wordless finally laughed helplessly and didn't say anything more. Although he guessed that Second Master Wu must have thought about the next step a long time ago, he didn't expect that his next step would be so unexpected.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's your righteous son. ”

Wu Jifeng put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said in a rare relaxed tone: "Except for him, I will not rest assured of anyone." ”

With a low snort, the wordless master deliberately raised his hand and patted the clothes on his body, and said sarcastically very unkindly, "Fortunately, the old man has already entered the Buddhism and has no children and no daughters, if I want to give my daughter to others with my own hands, I am afraid that this heart will be uncomfortable to death!"

"Hey!" Wu Jifeng pretended to sigh sadly, turned around and walked into the house, "No matter how uncomfortable I feel, it will be fine in a few days." It's just that in the future, I'm afraid I'm going to come to disturb you as a lonely person often. ”

"Come on," said Master Speechless, as he walked towards the house, smiling, "two lonely people should be companions." Why don't I give you the room where you want to stay tonight, and then you will have a proper place to live in this temple. ”

"It's okay," Wu Jifeng replied with a smile on his face, "Maybe one day I will follow you to Buddhism on a whim." ”

"That's not good!" Master Wordless turned around and closed the door of the house, sarcastically saying, "If you enter the empty door, I'm afraid that even if the general leads the troops to demolish my Longyan Temple, he will have to snatch you back." ”

Wu Jifeng smiled silently, poured the hot water into the teapot, and personally refilled a cup of fragrant tea for Master Wuyan.

Master Wuyan took a sip of the teacup, his internal organs warmed up again, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes and nodded slightly. The tea leaves soaked in hot water have a light taste, but they have also faded away most of the bitter taste, leaving only a light fragrance, which is quite pleasant.

Wu Jifeng raised the teacup to salute the Silent Master, and the Silent Master also raised his glass in return, the two looked at each other and drank silently, all the words were in it.

When the bucket of water was exhausted, the three of them stopped in exhaustion, threw the bucket to their feet, and fell to the ground.

Feng Yin still grabbed the corner of his clothes and hid behind him, giggling and only revealing one head, and the water scoop that he had originally grabbed in his hand to attack was useless after running out of water, and he had long since disappeared.

Yijing was already soaked in order to block the water for the wind, although the expression on his face was still bland, but the shining light in his eyes revealed his mood at the moment, and he was so foolish once in a while, and his heart was also comfortable.

The battle was completely over, and a clean heart let go of his arms. Turning his head and pulling Feng Yin who was shrunk behind him to his side, the first thing was to look at the clothes on her body, this girl's physique is too weak, if she catches a cold, she will inevitably have to suffer a toss.

But Feng Yin was still afraid that Yiqing would take the opportunity to sneak attack, although he walked out from behind him with his own strength along Yijing, his eyes still glanced at Yiqing from time to time, and his body twisted with a look of being ready to flee at any time.

Yijing was amused by her strange appearance, and said, "The water is gone, are you still afraid that he will beat you?" ”

Feng Yin then carefully looked at the empty bucket lying on the ground, and his heart was completely relaxed, and he smiled and glanced at the appearance of a clear soup chicken, turned around and stood up straight.

After carefully looking up and down, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she protected herself tightly, except for the sleeves and skirt that she had wet before, she didn't wet a few places, and it seems that Yiqing was also deliberately merciful.

But when he looked down at himself again, his face turned cold again. It seems that Yiqing is not merciful, but took the opportunity to splash that big bucket of water on himself.

Gently swept away a few drops of residual water from Feng Yin's shoulder, and as soon as he pulled up Feng Yin, he walked towards the door of the house.

"Hey, this is leaving?" Yiqing sat on the ground and shouted at the two who left, "Girl, are you running away!

Before Feng Yin could speak, a clean voice came first, "I'll take her to the roasting fire so as not to catch a cold, you also hurry up and change your clothes, and then sweep the yard after changing." If you don't clean it up today, Master has something for you to look at. ”

Feng Yin didn't speak again, just glanced at Yijing approvingly, don't look at him usually doesn't talk much, but it is really a cure for Yiqing.

Proudly, he glanced back at the yard, and couldn't help but laugh out loud at this glance. It's good now, the yard is dirtier than before.

Wind Yin gloated at Ichisei's purple face, turned his head and happily followed Ichisei towards the door.

Yiqing looked at the wet ground and shook his head and sighed, reluctantly stood up and picked up the broom, thinking that he would never be able to work with this girl again in the future.

Yijing pulled Feng Yin into the room and let go of his hand, and motioned with his eyes for Feng Yin to sit by the fire. Then he bowed to the two people sitting in the room drinking tea in a dignified manner, and only stood up straight after Master Wuyan and Wu Jifeng nodded their heads.

Turning his head to look at Feng Yin, he saw that she had sat quietly by the fire, and as soon as he was clean, he turned his face away, and turned around and left the house without saying anything.

It was not too early, so the yard was left to Yiqing to clean, and Yijing turned around and walked to the stove room to start preparing dinner.

The coals in the furnace crackled and burned, and bursts of hot gas spewed out through the walls of the furnace, and the hot gas piled up in wisps, and in a short time the whole room was filled.

On this cold winter day, a house with a charcoal fire is like Elysium.

Feng Yin sat down by the fire, and his whole body was suddenly surrounded by a warm breath, and the moment the chill was dispelled, he shivered, but then his body warmed up, and there was no trace of coldness.

I liked the warm feeling for a while, and the corners of Feng Yin's mouth showed a shallow smile, and he moved closer to the stove.

Wu Jifeng has been watching her every move since she entered the room, and when he saw her inadvertent smile and slow small movements, his heart warmed and he laughed.

I didn't feel anything when I was playing, but when it quieted down, Feng Yin began to feel uncomfortable. The wet sleeves were attached to the wrists, cold and sticky, and no matter how you put your hands, you can't get rid of them, and it's really uncomfortable.

I can't do it tonight after slowly swallowing and roasting it like this, Feng Yin wrinkled his little face, and he didn't care about etiquette, his arm shrunk into his sleeve, and his two hands grabbed the fabric of the cuff from the inside into his hand, and squeezed the water vigorously with both hands, just hoping to squeeze out more water, so that he could be more comfortable earlier.

Feng Yin's series of actions were done smoothly, and he didn't feel anything, but it made the silent master who was quietly drinking tea laugh, and looked at Wu Jifeng while laughing, and said happily: "Just the set of actions of our girl just now, it really seems to have your true inheritance, where is there still half a point of the dignified appearance of the eldest lady, in the end, it is still broken by you." ”

Feng Yin was stunned when he heard this, glanced at the smiling face of the Speechless Master, and then at his posture of raising his hands and retracting them into his sleeves, and immediately stretched out his hand and lowered his head. I wanted to explain that this is actually Wen Shuo's true biography, and it has nothing to do with the uncle, but as soon as I remembered Wen Shuo's appearance when he did this action, he laughed, and the words were put in his mouth.

Wu Jifeng shook his head with a smile and sighed, put down the teacup, stood up and walked towards the wind.

He sat down behind Feng Yin, stretched out his hands and took Feng Yin in his arms, pulled her arms and tucked her hands back into his sleeves, and made Feng Yin's movements from the outside. It's just that it's obviously better than the posture of the wind moaning.

In contrast, Fang knew that there was a huge disparity, and the clothes that had been processed by Feng Yin himself had already been dealt with by Feng Yin himself, but a lot of water dripped out of Wu Jifeng's hands.

Feng Yin looked at the drops of water that were ticking by the stove, and then looked at the face of the uncle who was close to him, and somehow laughed out loud again.

"I still know how to laugh," Wu Jifeng raised his head and glanced at her lazily, pulled his hands out of his sleeves for her, and said, "I originally wanted to take you to pick a gift tonight, can you still go out like this?"

"Gift?" Feng Yin came to his senses when he heard these two words, stared at Wu Jifeng's face and asked with a smile, "Have you thought about what you want to buy for me?"

Wu Jifeng could feel comfortable for a long time just by looking at her excited expression, chuckling and pulling the folded fabric at the cuffs for her, deliberately mysterious: "You will naturally know when the time comes." ”