In the early morning, the night rain is at the beginning of the day, on the Kaiyang Peak, the sunlight penetrates the branches that have been washed by the rain, and the pale golden halo is reflected from time to time, the air is extremely refreshing, and even the aura is abundant.

Today is the day when Feng Qingjun and Wen Yin went to Kaiyang Peak, both of them successfully passed the test, Hua Lanting and Yi Liunian came over early in the morning, and then rushed back to their respective places to attend classes.

The four of them made two pairs of front and rear feet and walked on the winding mountain road. Everywhere I went, the birdsong also weakened a lot, and it seemed that I didn't want to disturb the whispering lovers.

No matter how long and curved the mountain road is, there is a time when it comes to the end, and no matter how much love talk there is, it has to stop, and the four of them have arrived in front of the main gate.

The vegetation of Kaiyang Peak is abundant, and large and small medicinal fields can be seen everywhere along the road, and the medicinal fragrance at the gate is still strong.

The gate of Kaiyang Peak is shaped like a three-legged medicine tripod, and there is mist and light smoke on the top for a long time, and the mist is swallowed in the air, showing the image of clouds and clouds, which is very distinctive.

The main plaque engraved with the word Kaiyang on the gate has a pair of couplets on both sides.

Write on the left: one point field, two points of bamboo, three points of water, fine dust is not clean, half a grain of Dan in the Tibetan world.

Right book: Five turns of grass, seven turns of wood, nine turns of fire, everything is clear, and a hundred furnaces are refining unbounded.

When they got here, Hua Lanting and Yi Liunian couldn't get in, Lan Ting and Qing Jun said a few words, but the other pair was still parting with each other, and it was difficult to give up.

I saw Yi Liunian take out a large bag of homemade dried plums and hand it to Wen Yin, Wen Yin took out one and tasted it, and stuffed another into Yi Liunian's mouth.

Hua Lanting said: "It's okay, it's a passing year, and if you don't leave, you'll be late." I said Wen Yin, don't feed him, Liunian has been very lucky recently, haven't you heard of a white covering a hundred ugliness, and a fat destroying everything?"

Wen Yin smiled embarrassedly, but Yi Liunian said, "Ignore him, let's continue to eat." Lan Ting and Xian Jing are always full of truth and philosophy at a young age, brother, I am the first time in this life, how can I understand so many things without experiencing it. ”

Wen Yin said: "People are well-intentioned, you love to eat snacks like a girl these days." ”

Yi Liunian put down his hand to take the dried plum: "Alas, in fact, I don't want to, I have always believed that I will lose weight, but now I am just playing with fat, I didn't expect to play with it." ”

Watching the second daughter walk into the door, Hua Lanting patted the depressed Yi Liunian: "Let's go, the seed of Yi Da's infatuation that has just fallen in love, how is it, how does it taste?"

Yi Liunian replied: "What a sweet word, how a sticky word." Forget it, Xiao Biesheng is newly married. ”

Hua Lanting: "Don't get involved with me, I'm Xiao Bei, you're new." ”

Yi Liunian: "I don't care if I'm faint or not, anyway, I remember when I was young, I once asked the helper what kind of woman I should find." The helper said that if you are born as a man in the rivers and lakes, you must drink the strongest wine, use the sharpest sword, and ride the fastest horse, and you will definitely be able to bump into the most pleasing woman and find the most beautiful wife in your heart. ”

Hua Lanting was startled and said, "You guys are the ones who touch porcelain? I think it should be the fastest horse, the thickest tree, the best hospital, the most expensive coffin, and the tallest grave grass." ”

Feng Qingjun and Wen Yin entered the mountain gate and walked inside, there were two tables on the left and one on the right at the second door, and Senior Brother Feng was checking in for the new disciples, distributing items and residence keys.

The two of them approached, and when they were hesitating, a person behind the table on the left shouted to Feng Qingjun: "This junior sister, come and register with me." ”

Feng Qingjun heard that he walked over, and Wen Yin went to the other side.

The senior brother said, "What do you call the senior sister?"

Feng Qingjun said the name, and the man corrected the roster, and while taking the items, he said, "Senior sister, good name." In Xia Shuhuang, he was born in Shujiabao in Xianzhou, and he has been in the mountains for a few years, but he and his sister belong to the same sixty generations of disciples. There aren't many people today, so I'll lead you to your lodgings. ”

Feng Qingjun said hello Senior Brother Shu, took the item and glanced at him. This senior brother Shu Huang was born white, with a wide nose bridge, and his sword eyebrows flying obliquely, he was called handsome Zhou Zheng, and only two lips were thinner.

Feng Qingjun declined: "Thank you, senior brother, I still have a companion, so I won't work to lead the way." As he spoke, he turned around and walked to the side to wait.

After a while, after Wen Yin came over, the two walked side by side to the residence according to the instructions on the map.

On the way, Wen Yinjiao smiled and said, "Qingjun, you were very popular as soon as you came, and the senior brother Tian Jingsha who received me was still blushing and secretly asked me about your name." ”

Feng Qingjun said: "Clean nonsense, people may be talking to you for some reason." ”

Wen Yin shook her head: "It's not." I really watched from the side, and the senior brother on your side stared at your back after you turned around, his eyes were straight, and he was almost drooling. ”

Feng Qingjun chirped: "Xiao Nizi, after the passing year, she is much more cheerful than before, and she dares to say anything." ”

The two entered the courtyard, and the room happened to be next to each other, so they simply cleaned up the house, because it was the time to apprentice in the afternoon, Wen Yin came to the house to chat.

She continued the previous topic and asked, "Sister Qingjun, what do you say is going on with this relationship, and what does love look like in your mind?"

Feng Qingjun nodded her forehead: "Little girl, do you want to pass the New Year so soon? ”

Wen Yin shook her arm: "Tell me, in fact, I am a little scared in my heart, I was afraid that I would not get a good relationship before, and after I had it, I am now afraid of losing." ”

Feng Qingjun thought for a while and said: "The saddest thing in a relationship is not necessarily that you can't get it and have lost it, but that you can't bear it. ”

"I guess everybody is different. I think it's easy to fall in love, it starts with the five senses, and it's not easy to get along because of the three views. Falling in love and getting along with each other are two different things, falling in love is attracting, and getting along is being willing to change for each other. ”

"A truly perfect lover actually depends on polishing. You change a little, he changes a little, and in doing so, although both of them will lose themselves a little, they can become a tacit couple. ”

"My ideal of love, preferably simple and unpretentious, is the attitude of one soul to another, rather than the reaction of one organ to another. Don't talk about money, don't go kidneys, just go to the heart. ”

Wen Yin looked at her: "Sister, you are worthy of studying medicine, and three sentences are inseparable from the internal organs......

Feng Qingjun continued: "Simplicity does not need to be loved, I hope to go through the wind and rain all the way through, and the initial passion can be turned into the ultimate meticulous care." So what do you like about the passing years?"

Wen Yin lowered her head and thought about it carefully and said, "I like him, clumsy and passionate, who has nothing and can give everything for me." ”

Feng Qingjun said: "Look at your happy face. A sense of security does not come from love, but from preference. People can only feel at ease if they are sure that they are the exception. May someone allow you to be favored for the rest of your life. ”

"True love should start with the heartbeat, and finally end with a white head, embrace it and be safe, and accompany it warmly. There is such a person who wants to accompany you to thousands of lights, return home at night, cook snow and make tea, and end the world in vain. ”

Wen Yin asked: "But why does everyone say that love is easy to fade, and there are very few who can last until the end, or that the external marriage can be maintained and persevered until the end of the day, and there are not many people who can stick to the inner feelings?"

Feng Qingjun: "Sister, you ask me, who do I ask? ”

"But I've heard people describe men like this - when they are young, they have a good feeling, called to like a person; and then they are lower to dominate the top, called liking, up, a person; after experiencing more, they have read all the sails, but they feel that their ex is good, they are called liking, they are called a person; when they are older, they don't toss, they are quiet, they are called liking, they are alone. ”

Wen Yin laughed when she heard this, and said: "I also have a joke, I asked Liu Nian that day, saying that the first time I talked about it was him, but although he hadn't talked about it officially before, he had a good impression of several women, what does he think about this?"

"Guess what he said?" He was in a hurry, and slapped the table and asked me—are you too embarrassed to ask? I'm looking for one that isn't you, and the last one isn't you, and I've been looking for you for so long. You're good, so I barely looked for it, and I ended up in front of you, and you were embarrassed to ask me what I think?"

Feng Qingjun lightly covered her cherry lips and smiled: "They have also learned to be sweet and will please girls." ”

Wen Yin replied: "It's better than not having fun before." Besides, I've never met it, what if there are a lot of boys like you like today?"

Feng Qingjun said angrily: "Sister is not an emotional mentor. In my opinion, there is no best, only better. To love is to learn to give, to refrain and to cherish. If love is overflowing, no one can enter into your heart except him. ”

"Life is also happy, and death is not regretful. The longest life is only 36,000 days, why not get drunk and laugh with your husband for 30,000 games, no need to sue for death, it's not too fast!"

"Now, the wind and rain are like clouds, and the roosters are crowing. Seeing the son, Yunhu didn't like it. A life is suitable for my wishes. Shake with you, and add fragrance to your sleeves. So, for the best. ”

"Of course, if, in the future, you gradually drift away until you are separated, then it is better to admit that you are not so strong, and let others go and let yourself go, just like eating, seven or eight points full is just right, and you can't afford to die. ”

"If the wind blows a hundred miles, there is no return date, if the love is in a stream, it is not as good as standing alone. ”

Wen Yin shuddered: "Sister, don't say it, I can't see tragedy the most." Thinking that it is as sweet as honey now, if in the future, there will be only you and me, and there will be no us, I will tremble, like falling into the abyss, if it is like that, I would rather never start. ”

Feng Qingjun touched Wen Yin's hair: "Silly girl, look at your face has changed, I think the passing year is good, don't scare yourself, don't think too much." Some people look good - it's better not to know each other. Some people, who seem to be very bad, actually help you the most. The old saying still makes sense, the road knows the horsepower, and the people will see it over time. ”

Wen Yin touched her chest: "Do you also think that the passing year is good? That's good, forgive him for not daring to bear me." By the way, do you have a favorite choice for the afternoon apprenticeship?"

Feng Qingjun shook his head: "The rule of Kaiyang Peak is that the master chooses the disciples, so I haven't learned much about it. But if I had to choose, it should be a sworn out aunt, she had treated Lan Ting's injuries twice, which can be regarded as a fate. ”

In the afternoon, Feng Qingjun's apprenticeship process was a little unsmooth.