At dinner time, the sky darkened, and the sunset like salted egg yolk set in the west, and the sky was brilliant.

On the cyan peak, there are large areas of trees, and there is a courtyard on the top of the mountain, surrounding the highest nineteenth floor, and in front of it is the small courtyard of the cloister where the disciples live, and Xue Changyi's courtyard is close to the nineteenth floor.

In the kitchen, Chen Anzhi sat on a low wooden stool in front of the stove, breaking a firewood from time to time and throwing it into the jumping fire, the steaming heat hit his face, and his mouth was a little dry when steaming.

Luo Yuetong has a soft appearance, but she does things neatly, her hands are up and down, and the crisp and orderly sound of chopping vegetables comes out in the small kitchen, and she throws it into the hot iron pot, snorting, accompanied by the rushing white steam is fragrant.

"I can't believe you can't cook. Luo Yuetong stir-fried with a shovel and complained.

Chen Anzhi coughed lightly, added a piece of firewood to the fire, and said, "I didn't expect that the disciples of the Far Mountain Sect would actually be able to cook. ”

Luo Yuetong raised the corners of her mouth and said proudly: "That's natural, even the master will give his thumbs up to the food I cook." ”

In the smoke, Chen Anzhi looked at her smug appearance, and also laughed, and asked: "Cultivators only ask questions, and most of them don't care about these trivial matters, but you are different from others. ”

Luo Yuetong thought that Chen Anzhi was ridiculing her for not practicing seriously, so she clenched her little fist and said dissatisfiedly: "I am also practicing very seriously! I work harder than my senior brother and junior brother, this cooking is ·····."

The girl's voice became smaller and smaller, and her head gradually lowered, she looked at the iron pot blankly, and murmured softly: "It's before I go up the mountain..." I learned from my mother..."

At the first meeting, the girl who had been laughing just now stopped laughing.

She quieted down and put her meal on her plate, her big eyes, now like frost, as if they would roll down large drops of dew in the blink of an eye.

Chen Anzhi looked at the girl who was lost and depressed, and suddenly picked up a piece of shredded meat with chopsticks, and didn't care about the heat, so he blew it a few times and threw it into his mouth.

"How can you steal it!" Luo Yuetong was startled by his sudden movements, her eyes widened, and she asked again, "Is it delicious?"

Chen Anzhi squinted his eyes and smiled at Luo Yuetong, he nodded and said, "It's delicious." ”

"I'll just say it~" Like looking forward to the candy that the child who was praised was rewarded, Luo Yuetong narrowed his eyes and laughed.

The moon bent and hung quietly in the night sky, swaying quietly in the wind, dotted with stars, dotted below, like tears on a girl's cheeks.

Chen Anzhi brought a plate of food to the table, half meat and vegetables, and the disciples on the nineteenth floor sat down in turn, although there were more than 20 disciples, but only five people actually came to eat, and the rest of the people either went down the mountain to practice, or were concentrating on cultivation, so only these five people came.

Luo Yuetong was the youngest in line and sat at the end with Chen Anzhi.

When the meal was served, Luo Yuetong knocked on the table, pulled Chen Anzhi to his side, and introduced him seriously: "This is Chen Anzhi who was personally brought up the mountain by our master." ”

Luo Yuetong introduced them in turn: "The five big and three thick ones are the second senior brother Du Yizhuang, the thin skin and tender meat are the fifth senior brother, He Sanxi, and the seventh senior sister Ye Jianxi. ”

The other three people on the seat turned their heads, all with kind smiles on their faces, Du Yizhuang coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "I will trouble you a lot in the future." ”

Chen Anzhi nodded and said, "Senior brother is polite. ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Du Yizhuang smiled.

He Sanxi, who was thin next to him, said with a smile: "You must be polite to the second senior brother, otherwise his house will be tsk..."

"Yes, the second senior brother's room is in chaos. Ye Jianxi echoed He Sanxi's words and teased.

"Go, go, go. Du Yizhuang waved his hand again and again, looked at Chen Anzhi with a sincere smile, and said, "Don't be polite!"

Chen Anzhi's eyelids jumped a few times for no reason, and the sincere smile of the rugged man in front of him was a little cunning no matter how you looked at it.

Luo Yuetong followed and said, "Second Senior Brother, don't tease this guy. ”

Everyone laughed, although Chen Anzhi met everyone for the first time, the atmosphere was harmonious.

"Let's eat, the food is going to be cold. Luo Yuetong urged softly.

Du Yizhuang glanced at the little junior sister and asked, "Senior Sister Luo, what realm is it now?"

Luo Yuetong replied truthfully: "Transform into two spirits, before the big test, you should be able to turn into three spirits." ”

Du Yizhuang nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes, "She is worthy of being the little junior sister that Master values the most, she is making rapid progress, and she is about to catch up with us senior brothers and sisters." ”

He Sanxi agreed: "Yes, I have been practicing for nearly eight years, and now I have only turned into two spirits, and sure enough, geniuses are different from us." ”

"Then what do you think?" Seventh Senior Sister Ye Jianxi quipped: "In this big test, we will all rely on the little junior sister to win glory." ”

"I heard that Mu Ruyi, who was born with a sword heart, was already transformed into five spirits last year. He Sanxi suddenly lowered his voice and said, "It's just that I've been comprehending the sword intent, so I haven't broken through the Soul Condensing Realm." ”

After He Sanxi's words, the room fell into a silent silence, as if Mu Ruyi was a taboo that could not be mentioned, and fell silent.

Hearing that familiar name, the corners of Chen Anzhi's mouth hung into a chuckle for no reason, and after perceiving the solemn atmosphere, he hurriedly lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably.

After a long time, Luo Yuetong pinched the chopsticks and gently poked the bottom of the bowl, raised her head, and smiled softly: "Whether she is a genius or not, I will definitely defeat her in this big test." ”

Du Yizhuang coughed dryly, picked up chopsticks, and beckoned: "Eat, eat." ”

This meal, after eating for half an hour, after everyone left, Luo Yuetong stayed to help Chen Anzhi clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Chen Anzhi was a little embarrassed, "Thank you, but I still know how to wash these dishes, you go and rest first." ”

Luo Yuetong shook her head and said softly: "It's okay, anyway, I usually do it." ”

Chen Anzhi no longer shirked, in the moonlight, next to the pool, under the plane tree, two white figures squatted there, speechless to each other.

The breeze is soft, the night is hazy, and everything in heaven and earth is silent.

"Chen Anzhi, why did you go up the mountain?" Luo Yuetong stopped washing his hands, hung his head, and looked at the calm water.

Chen Anzhi chuckled: "Because I want to meet immortals." ”

Luo Yuetong handed the last plate to Chen Anzhi and said, "You didn't tell the truth. ”

Chen Anzhi took it and stacked the plates together, "This is the truth." ”

Luo Yuetong didn't say anything, she sighed softly, and after a while, she slowly spoke: "I'm sleepy." ”

Luo Yuetong stood up and walked towards his small courtyard, but her originally smart eyes were eclipsed at the moment, like cherry blossoms wet with frost.

The small courtyard of the two is adjacent, Chen Anzhi's courtyard, there are five or six bamboos, two or three people high, small pebbles paved stone paths, and green lawns on both sides. The night breeze blows, the leaves and bamboo branches shake gently, and a burst of grass fragrance comes from it, which is very clean.

Chen Anzhi blew out the lights and sat alone at the table, silent and silent, flicking his long sword.

In the next room, there was the sound of sword intent flowing gently, like the wind in a mountain stream and the fog in Pingze.

This is Luo Yuetong's sword intent, but tonight's sword is suddenly light, not as sharp as it is on weekdays, and it falls slightly in the heart of the young man, like passing through the Hakka at night, and the monk knocking on the door.

Chen Anzhi's hand flicking Jian Sui suddenly stopped, a good-looking smile hung on the corner of his mouth, as if mocking, he picked up the teacup, poured a large mouthful of white water, pushed open the door of the house, and walked out.

He walked slowly to the top of the mountain, which was not far from the top, ten miles away.

It took some time to walk, but Chen Anzhi was not in a hurry, he had just not walked for a long time, so he walked very slowly.

There is a mountain breeze blowing, and the clouds are soothing.

Chen Anzhi closed his eyes and walked forward slowly, his hand resting on the hilt of the sword, and his index finger lightly tapping the scabbard, once, once, as if the beat of his heart was beating, overlapping with the steps under his feet, the melody.

At the same time, the towering pavilion on the mountain seems to have a soul on its own, with a slight floating aura, a freehand style, and a bell ringing softly.

"Chen Anzhi. There was a crisp shout, sounding behind him, and with the wind far into his ears.

There was silence between heaven and earth, the ringing of the bell dissipated, and the aura retracted back to the nineteenth floor like a wind and clouds.

The night was quiet.

Chen Anzhi pursed his lips and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, like stars bursting, shattering, and healing.