"The sky is clear. ”

"Wild. ”

"The wind blows the ridge mountain to herd cattle and sheep. ”

"Cattle and sheep...... Niu Yang ......" The little girl lying in the big yellow dog pack frame was slightly squinted by the sun, her immature little hand stretched out a finger and stuffed it into her mouth, and the other dragged the soft and fluffy hair of the rhubarb, tilted her head towards the continuous and majestic Broken Ridge Mountain with a thoughtful look, as if praying for the mountains to give her wisdom in order to recite the "difficult" ballad.

It's still early spring, and on the edge of Broken Ridge Mountain, the tender green grass sprouts have grown an inch high, barely enough to hold the horse's hooves. The bleating of the sheep is mixed with the crunch of the bell around the neck, like accompanied by a floating breeze, and the fragrance of the grass.

"What are the cows and sheep?" said a burly man, pulling on his old coat, and gently waving his whip to drive away the sheep, as he lovingly asked the child riding on the shepherd dog beside him.

"Cows, sheep and horses are chubby......," replied the little girl, looking up at the man with her big black eyes.

The man couldn't help laughing, let out a hearty laugh, stroked the little girl's red face with his big hand, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, melon baby, it's a cow, sheep and a horse, fat and strong!"

"Cattle, sheep and horses...... Fat and strong. The little girl repeated it as if she didn't understand it, and the immature and crisp voice was carried out by the breeze, adding infinite vitality to the grassland.

The man doted on his hand, rubbed the fox fur hat on the little girl's head a few times, leaned down with a smile, and despite the little guy's resistance, rubbed the back of the little girl's neck with his bearded chin with a stubbled beard, causing the little girl to avoid the man's rough face like a little quail with a tight neck.

"Don't make a mistake again, otherwise, the big monster behind Broken Ridge Mountain will come out and bite Nini's little ass. The shepherd scratched his daughter's little nose and said with a smile.

"Got it, Daddy. The little girl said seriously.

The shepherd was obviously very pleased with his daughter's performance, and threw a loud whip, and while driving the somewhat scattered flock forward, he said, "Okay, Nini, read one more to Daddy." ”

"The sky is blue, the wild is vast...... I don't know if it's the reason for the downhill, the sheep are a little restless, and the big yellow dog, who was honestly staying beside the man, suddenly let out a whining low howl.

The man immediately looked around in alarm.

Surrounded by open flat land, you can see for miles at a glance, and the low new grass can't hide any animals at all.

Just as the man confirmed that there was no danger, the big yellow dog suddenly barked desperately, and the sheep became more uneasy.

The man frowned and scolded, "Rhubarb, don't scream!"

Rhubarb, who is usually extremely obedient, anxiously circles around the man, and yells at the man frantically. The little girl sitting in the rhubarb basket suddenly burst into tears.

The man angrily picked up the whip, tapped Rhubarb's head and said, "You scared the child!" and then reached out and took the child out, saying, "Nini, don't be scared, Abba is here!"

"Abba, Nini didn't make a mistake, weishenme...... Why...... Are the big monsters still coming to bite me?"

"What's the big monster? That's Abba lied to you......"

"Abba......" Before the man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the little girl, sobbing and holding out a finger to point behind the man.

Thinking of the abnormality of rhubarb, the rough man's hand deliberately touched the handle of the knife, and then turned his head to look.

The man who turned his head away, his pupils shrank suddenly, and horror and disbelief instantly crawled all over his rough face.

From north to south, the line of the Broken Ridge Mountain Range stretched for an unknown distance, and a vast flying cloud rose. One moment it felt like it was still in the sky, and the next moment it was in front of the man!

"Whoa—" With a thunderous beast roar, the demon beast that covered the sky flew over the man's head.

There are three giant birds with tails dragging their heads, strange insects that sound like babies crying all over their bodies, and even the flying dragon that can envelop the entire grassland in the sunlight with its flesh alone!

The noise in the mouth of the demon beast, and the sound of flapping wings, mixed together, all indicate one thing: the desolate demon beasts have torn up the agreement made thousands of years ago that they will never step into the strong man, and the beast tide has exploded!

At such a fast speed, this group of fierce beasts also flew for half a minute before they completely skipped over the man's head.

It wasn't until this terrifying dark cloud completely disappeared into the sky that the man sat on the ground with his daughter in his arms, stared at the direction where the beasts flew, and muttered: "Zhenjiang Mansion, there is no ......"

Compared to what happened in the vibrant Broken Ridge Mountain, the wasteland of despair at this time was a different scene.

"Suck and slip. "In the uninhabited wasteland, a tall man in a sable fur sat on a wicker chair, holding a small dish of mustard in one hand and a pair of chopsticks made of thousand-year-old mahogany in the other.

An old man in old clothes next to him was busy sweating, but his hands skillfully lifted the soft and fragrant oyster meat out of the shell and lowered it into the boiling milky white soup.

The two have a clear division of labor and cooperate seamlessly.

As soon as the oyster falls into the pot and rolls under the boiling soup, a pair of chopsticks accurately grips it, dips it in the sauce, and stuffs it into the mouth.

This action was repeated again and again, until all the fifty or sixty palm-sized oysters on the ground were hollow, and the man in the sable fur squinted his eyes as if he were enjoying it, and lay down on the rattan chair.

The old man in old clothes took the small dish of the ingredients, and then took out a piece of snow-white brocade from his arms and handed it to the tall man, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly wiped off the water droplets and soup sticking to his beard with the brocade handkerchief, and criticized: "The soup is a little light, and the seasoning in this mustard - drunken dragon incense - should not be the best for thousands of years, wasting my pot of haode oysters." ”

Hearing the tall man's evaluation, the old man reached out and took a sip of a bowl of soup with a soup spoon, frowned and said: "The taste is a little wrong, but this makes no sense, the students in the seasoning step are all blindly added, and the drunken dragon incense is also a treasure left over from last time, there is no reason to lose the taste?"

Hearing the old man's explanation, the tall man was stunned when he heard this, and said leisurely: "Since the seasoning is still the haode seasoning, and the steps are all the same as last time, what has changed is not the taste of the seasoning, but the hearts of the people." ”

The expression on the old man's face froze, and he sighed slightly and said, "What the teacher said is that the students remember coming here twenty years ago, and the students traveled with the teacher. At that time, the little junior sister was also there, but now that she is the queen of the country, and coming to this barren land again is no longer for fun. ”

"After you say this, I really miss that girl Xiaoxiao, and I don't know that she can't get used to living in the palace, that girl! ”

Speaking of this, the tall man smiled, as if remembering the memories of the crazy girl, he couldn't help but smash his mouth, and said to the old man with a smile: "Yan Lu, I remember that you were still in the prime of life at that time, and your beard had just come out with a layer of fluff. ”

Hearing what the master said, Yan Lu couldn't help but stretch out his hand and scratch his beard, muttering to himself: "Yes, it's been so long!" After finishing speaking, Yan Lu suddenly raised his head, looked at the master seriously and said, "Teacher, let's investigate quickly! I'm a little homesick." ”

"A gentleman should be ambitious in all directions and take the society of the world as his own responsibility, how can he say such weak words?" said the master with an unhappy face.

Yan Lu didn't feel ashamed because of the master's lesson, but instead counted it with his fingers, and then looked at the master sincerely and said, "Count the days, the big flower pig raised by the seventh junior brother with the elixir has also been three or four years......"

The master snorted coldly and interrupted, "Bastard, does the teacher look like the kind of person who covets his appetite?"

Yan Lu rolled his eyes in his heart, and replied in his heart: "If not, who has the leisure to cross the Eternal Great Wall, come to this barren land thousands of miles away, and spend three months collecting all the oysters in the entire Desperate Wasteland to eat a feast?"

Although he thought so in his heart, he began to prepare another set of rhetoric, and before he could speak, the originally lazy master suddenly sat up straight and looked into the distance.

Yan Lu followed the master's gaze and looked at it suspiciously, his eyes couldn't help but feel a little dazed, there was still an endless barren and desolate place in the distance, and the gray sky did not have a trace of color, these were no different from ordinary days!

The reason why the Desperate Wasteland is desperate is that it is so big and vast that standing on the wasteland is like drifting in the sea, empty, uninhabited, and the bottom of my heart can't help but breed despair.

"Teacher?" Yan Lu called the middle-aged man in a low voice.

The master, who was disturbed, stretched out a casserole and slapped Yan Lu's mouth, signaling him to continue looking forward.

Yan Lu didn't understand what the teacher meant, but he knew that what the teacher did had his own teacher's truth, and the reason why he didn't understand it and couldn't understand it was because he didn't reach the teacher's realm and couldn't see the true face of heaven and earth. So, the only thing he could do was to listen to his teacher and try to look into the distance, even though there was only endless desolation and a gloomy gray sky in the distance......

Time passed bit by bit, Yan Lu was already a little dazzled, staring at one place for a long time always made him a little uncomfortable, just when he was about to give up, the world in front of him gradually changed!

It was an insignificant breeze that swept through his beard. Yan Lu thought it was an illusion, because there could be no wind in the Desperate Wasteland, and everything here should be still. But the wind is coming, and it's getting more and more obvious!

His own beard was fluttering, his master's hair was fluttering, and even the fluff on the sable's fur was swinging.

Yan Lu's eyes changed, and gradually turned purple. That's all the spiritual power he can wield!

Under the influence of spiritual power, the heavens and the earth changed.

The endless, gray sky seems to be a wave!

This wave is not big, far less pleasant than the huge wave that crashes on the rocks on the seashore, but it is more shocking than the monstrous wave!

This is a wave composed of the vitality of heaven and earth. It symbolizes not only the fluctuation of the elements, but also the rise of the vitality of heaven and earth, the arrival of liliang, and the endless longevity...... There may also be darkness......

"The sky is going to change......" Yan Lu, who was immersed in thoughts, was awakened by a long sigh.

I don't know when, the master has already stood up, and to Yan Lu, who has come back to his senses, he ordered: "Summon that beast back to Fugui'er, run around, if you let the desolate people catch and eat it, the teacher will not avenge it!"

Yan Lu looked at the master suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher?"

"Huh?"

"Back to the academy?" Yan Lu put his finger on the tip of his nose with a smile, and snorted softly like a big flower pig.

The master rolled his eyes, clenched his fists and coughed, "Go back to Chang'an!"