It's just one night, the spring breeze blows the lake on the Jixia Mountain, and the snow is all over the mountain.

Yesterday's heavy snowfall was the end of the crossbow, and it drew a complete end to the midwinter solar term.

Li Xin'er told Bai Yun that she put away the wind chime in front of the door and put it in the drawer of the table, the wind was strong in the middle of winter, blowing the doors and windows whirring, and she could often hear the wind whistling like a crane in the middle of the night, she was afraid that the wind chime would be blown out of trouble, so she put it away.

After Li Xin'er left, Bai Yun re-hung the string of wind chimes in front of the window, so he was woken up by the wind chimes outside the door early in the morning, and when he woke up, Bai Yun habitually rubbed against the bed, but found that it was empty, and he didn't see the fluffy brown.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door outside the house, Bai Yun got up and opened the door after smoothing out his thoughts, and two shadows rushed into the door, one black and one white, like butterflies grabbing flowers, pacing around the white clouds, Bai Yun smiled from the heart, and tacitly knew the intention of the wolf and the cat, but unfortunately when he had a reunion dinner last night, Mu Sheng took the initiative to ask Ying to be the chief chef of Feilaifeng for a few more days, so that Bai Yun could rest for a while.

Bai Yun stroked the terrifying head of the big black wolf and the supple back of the white cat, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Let's go, take you to the kitchen to find something delicious." ”

Bai Yun led a black and a white to approach the kitchen, but did not see Mu Sheng's figure, and the pot was also stewed a piece of ruddy color, sauce overflowing braised pork, seeing that it was an important juncture to collect the juice, Bai Yun picked up the spatula with one hand and turned the meat pieces with ease, and added pebbles to the stove with one hand to control the fire, and the work on the stove did not fall at all during the days of going down the mountain, the steps of collecting the juice of the braised pork seem to be simple and easy to learn, but in fact, there is a university question hidden inside, the gravy is collected too quickly, which will not only affect the taste of the meat, but also stick to the pot and burn, and the juice is too slow, which will make the meat too old and dull。

Bai Yun remembered that when he came back from touching the pebbles, Mu Sheng was about to go to the toilet, and guessed that Mu Sheng was about to have three urgency this time, so he didn't care about the braised pork in the pot.

One black and one white did not dare to enter the kitchen, two heads poked out of the window and salivated, the root of the tongue was almost against the edge of the window, the white clouds looked left and right, the eyes were quick to cut out two pieces, habitually raised their hands, threw out two pieces of braised pork, one black and one white opened their mouths to the sky and swallowed them, but then the black and white seemed to hear something blowing, and then they scattered one after another, and the white clouds were slightly distracted when they saw this scene.

Sure enough, the sound of footsteps was remembered outside the kitchen, and Mu Sheng hurried back to the stove sweating profusely, only to see that the big fat braised pork in the pot had been cut into small pieces by Baiyun and poured with sauce and put on the plate, and each piece of braised pork was cut into thumb-sized pieces, with a transparent color and rich sauce, which made people have a great appetite at a glance.

Dabanya Mu Shengxi descended from the sky, hugged Bai Yun's shoulder, and said without hesitation: "Little junior brother, I didn't expect you to haven't touched the pot and spoon for a while, but your cooking skills have grown a lot, but which master did you visit at the bottom of the mountain?"

After the washing of the dye vat at the bottom of the mountain, Bai Yun was a little sleek and shook his head

smiled: "Senior brother smiled, where did my cooking master come from, doesn't my senior brother know?"

Mu Sheng pretended to cry and said bluntly: "Senior brother is looking forward to the stars and the moon and finally looking forward to your return." ”

Bai Yun patted his chest righteously and said, "The chief chef of Feilai Peak is here. ”

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After lunch, Bai Yun carried the shroud to the Moon Pavilion, but the shape of a single shadow walked through the sea of trees and trees, which will inevitably remind him of the bits and pieces that he had walked with the little monster on the Feilai Peak in the past, Bai Yun tried his best to comfort himself, the little monster was born into the string and the physique is different from ordinary people, and he will never break off the outskirts of Xiangyang, probably just play in the mountain and wander around and reluctant to come back.

Through the shade of the trees, the lonely octagonal pavilion was like a lonely him.

Last night's heavy snow came to an abrupt end in the middle of the night, and when he woke up, the snow on the mountain was almost smiling, and it was the first time since he went to the mountain to meet such a scene, and when he came to the pavilion, the smell of last night's wine had long been far away with the wind.

Bai Yun stretched out his fingers, stroked the newly painted vermilion lacquer pavilion pillars and railings, last night with Li Feng in the pavilion drink, the light was dim, and I didn't feel that this weather-beaten Lanyue Pavilion had changed much, just repaired and changed the makeup, but now at a glance, it is indeed a new look, quite a new peach has replaced the old talisman.

The white clouds jumped lightly, swept up to the top of the pavilion, and the scenery of Jixia Mountain was unobstructed.

The spring breeze was blowing, and Bai Yun lay down with his hands behind his head, his mind did not belong.

After seeing the forests and lakes at the foot of the mountain, Bai Yun felt from the bottom of his heart that the mountain of Jixia is the first magnificent and beautiful in the world, the flowers and plants of Jixia are the first green in the world, and Rao is as purple and red as Vientiane Mountain is not as majestic as Jixia Mountain.

There is a blue-robed Taoist priest with peach wood coiled hair holding a book, leading a black and white big cat out of the mountain stream path, the young Taoist priest saw the white clouds lying on the top of the Lanyue Pavilion at a glance, and accelerated his pace with hope, but unexpectedly stepped on a thick dry branch and fell, the black and white big cat looked blind and heard and did not hear, as if nothing happened slowly passed by the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest quickly got up, gently patted off the dust on the robe and strode forward.

The blue-robed Taoist stepped on the black and white cat, and it took a lot of effort to climb to the top of the pavilion, but as soon as he stabilized his body, his feet slipped again, but fortunately, Bai Yun reached out and pulled him, so he didn't have to fall and blossom.

"Bai Yun, you're finally back. The blue-robed Taoist priest smiled.

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo, I came back a little later than Senior Brother Lin and them. Bai Yun squeezed out a smile and said a little tiredly.

"But lingering in the lakes and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, the warblers singing and dancing, and reluctant to come back?" The blue-robed Taoist Mo Tianxiang was in a good mood, and he didn't seem to know the truth about the meeting of Muru Temple.

Baiyun fell silent.

Mo Tianxiang was puzzled, but seeing Bai Yun's depressed expression, he lowered his tone a little and asked, "Bai Yun, do you have something on your mind?"

Bai Yun sighed, and only then did he tell the truth about the meeting of Muru Temple

Ten places told Mo Tianxiang.

Mo Tianxiang Mu Ne down, since Baiyun came down the mountain, he would come to Feilai Peak every once in a while to see if Bai Yun had returned, by the way, he took care of the black and white on Feilai Peak for Baiyun, in fact, the purpose was still eager to get the reply from the Jiangnan woman, but he still didn't see the shadow of Baiyun after many times, and Li Chongshan retreated and realized that he thought that a person was boring in Sanqing Peak, so he led the black and white big cat to Nixia Peak for a walk, originally wanted to discuss with Wu Feixia about the skills of cooking game, but when he arrived at Nixia Peak, he knew that Wu Feixia and Xiao Gu had not come back from the mountain, Mo Tianxiang'Dove occupies the magpie's nest' in Nixia Peak for a month, during which he has been immersed in reading, not knowing the movement on the mountain at all, and not knowing that the meeting of Muru Temple is the death situation accumulated by Liu Wei, the great elder of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, after learning the news, Mo Tianxiang was stunned and motionless.

This senior disciple of Jixia Mountain repeated again: "You said that Senior Brother Chen Cheng and Senior Sister Chen Jing were killed?"

Bai Yun sighed deeply and nodded.

Mo Tianxiang was like being struck by lightning, his hand was loosened, and the blue book written in the palm of his hand fell to the top of the Lanyue Pavilion, and there was just a mountain wind sweeping the forest, and the blue book fell to the ground with the wind, turning page after page after being swept down the cliff by the mountain wind.

The young Taoist priest, who had always cherished books as his life, was surprisingly unresponsive, like a tree without consciousness, allowing hungry books to sink into the bottomless abyss.

"I can't imagine that the mountain is still so sinister. Mo Tianxiang shifted his unfocused gaze and cast it to the far south.

"Senior Brother Mo, I will deliver the token you entrusted to me to that person for you. Bai Yun wanted to speak and stopped.

Mo Tianxiang lost the interest of the right talent, and did not say a word, waiting for the following.

"It turns out that she is from the Wu Palace. Bai Yun looked up at the sky, and said in a deep tone: "The initiator of this Muru Temple meeting is Liu Weiji, who deserves death, followed by the Tianlong Society, which is in the same stream as Liu Weiji, but it is Wu Wangfu who is really behind the scenes." ”

Mo Tianxiang's face was calm, as if he had long known that the woman surnamed Zhao had an unclear relationship with Wu Wangfu.

Bai Yun said with an ugly expression: "Later, I learned that the Heavenly Dragon Society had an invisible affair with the Wu Wangfu. ”

The young Taoist priest with peach wood coiled hair was still silent, and silently lowered his head.

Bai Yun pondered for a long time, but still decided to confide clearly: "Senior Brother Mo, I'm afraid that you will be used. ”

"She is the daughter of King Wu and the county lord of King Wu's mansion. Mo Tianxiang raised his head, there was a kind of calm that had been on the lake with a clear breeze and no waves.

Bai Yun was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that the woman in the flowing skirt was actually one of the four great vassal kings today, the pearl of King Wu, the lord of Jiangnan, what kind of inextricable relationship did Mo Tianxiang have with her?

"Although I had been a child, I had passed the face of this great lake, but I came down from the mountain and looked at it from the mountain, and although I had gone through the years, I suddenly felt that this great lake was much clearer. Mo Tianxiang said eloquently, in his eyes

Clear and clear.

Bai Yun was noncommittal, after walking through the muddy and muddy lake that the young Taoist priest said, he empathized with the Taoist priest's statement, this river and lake is indeed muddy and uneven, and he can't see whether there are anglers in the lake waiting for rabbits, and he can't tell whether there are people or ghosts in the lake, and those who are snowy in spring are not necessarily people, and those who are wandering are not necessarily ghosts. The authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and when people are in this lake, the only thing they can see clearly is their own heart, and as for the rest, they are powerless. Looking at the breezy mountain, you may be able to see more clearly without being contaminated with half of the sediment.

(End of chapter)