Chapter 11: Good News
Shen Qi's current physique is not comparable to ordinary people, and he will not easily catch the cold, he urged Zou Manshan to rinse his mouth and wash his face, and then he finished washing, and the two began to discuss preparing breakfast together.
"Let's go to the forest in the back. ”
Shen Qi glanced at the door of the temple, and did not forget to carry his book basket.
"Well, let's go to the back mountain, I picked the wild vegetables there yesterday. ”
Zou Manshan stood quite happily in front of Shen Qi, holding one of his arms and walking towards the back mountain. The little girl's soft body rubbed against his body, making him feel a thick tenderness.
Behind the temple there was a stone-paved path that zigzagged into the village behind the hill, and when they reached the entrance of the village, they saw the badly collapsed houses, and they felt devastated.
"Brother Qi, is there anything wrong with this village?"
Zou Manshan's eyes were a little sad, looking around at the broken walls and ruins, feeling desolate.
"Perhaps, in the early years, the world was in turmoil, and there may have been some calamity here. ”
Shen Qi was also saddened by such a scene, and immediately took Zou Manshan around to the forest behind the village.
The air here is humid, there is a small stream flowing down from the top of the mountain, and the ground is covered with dead branches and leaves.
"Look at Brother Qi, there are wild mushrooms there!"
Taking a relaxing breath of the humid air here, Zou Manshan suddenly screamed, and pointed her little finger to a towering tree in front of her.
Shen Qi looked over when he heard this, and found that there were dense yellow small mushrooms growing among the rotten branches and leaves under the big tree, which was a delicious mushroom that Shen Qin's clan had often collected in the past.
"Well, we had a good mouth in the morning. ”
Shen Qi and her immediately walked over quickly, and took out a cloth bag from the book basket to hold these mushrooms.
Zou Manshan bent down, her dark and translucent eyes blinked, and her little hands grabbed one mushroom after another from the ground, but Shen Qi didn't bother to move, just followed her with a cloth bag and asked her to put one handful of mushrooms in another.
After Zou Manshan concentrated on collecting a whole bag of mushrooms, she realized that Shen Qi was standing next to her idlely, looking like a family member.
"Why don't you do anything, and now you want people to serve you?"
Zou Manshan straightened up and glared at Shen Qi with a coquettish look.
Shen Qi smiled when he saw this, and said as a matter of course:
"Sister Shan, don't be angry, don't you say that you girls should cook and serve your father-in-law?"
When Shen Qi said this, she was even more angry, but in the end, she didn't stay too long on this matter, and went down the mountain in a huff.
Shen Qi chased after him with a bag of mushrooms, and when the two returned to the temple, they both felt hungry, so they immediately started to make a fire and set up a pot, washed the wild mushrooms, poured them into a pot and boiled them.
As the fire increased, the fragrance in the pot became stronger, Zou Manshan put in some salt, took the clean dishes and chopsticks, and the two sat opposite each other and ate fragrant deliciousness.
About half an hour passed, the gobbling Shen Qi touched his chest, the feeling of fullness made him full of strength, and then looked at Zou Manshan opposite, she was quite ladylike and held her own chopsticks upright, chewing slowly in her small mouth, as if she could hear her bright red lips with a subtle sound.
Shen Qi noticed Zou Manshan's appearance of eating for the first time, although it was a bit slow, but the quiet and beautiful temperament that women in ancient times developed from these daily habits was really rare.
Just as Shen Qi was quietly admiring Zou Manshan's ladylike temperament, a vague aura in the mountains and forests near the temple was rapidly approaching, and Shen Qi immediately became alert. He immediately stood at the door of the temple with his basket on his back, holding the lake pen in his hand, and a trace of pen power flashed from the palm of his hand.
"Brother Qi, what's wrong?"
Zou Manshan was only used to eating until she was full, put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked to Shen Qi's side, looking around with a clear gaze.
"Be careful!"
At this moment, Shen Qi protected Zou Manshan behind her with a very dignified hand, and the compelling momentum between her body made her nervous.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, at the same time as Shen Qi reacted, Zou Manshan saw a dazzling fire roaring from the woods next to her, like a fierce dragon.
This firelight group is transformed by the power of the pen, there is a white paper suspended in it, I don't know who is sneaking up on Shen Qi, and he is worried that Zou Manshan will be impacted, an arrow step took the initiative to rush over, and the one-foot long lake pen in his hand that has been warmed by the pen power was pulled out of the pen cap, and quickly pointed at the fireball of pen power that had already pounced in front of him.
"Pounds!"
Suddenly, Shen Qi's lake pen was full of essence, and the pen stained with pen and ink penetrated the firelight and landed on the back of the white paper, at that moment, Zou Manshan felt that the space in front of Shen Qi was shaking, and a fierce shaking force made the riverbank shake.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, when the vibration suddenly became strong, Shen Qi's palm holding the pen suddenly exerted force, and the place where the pen fell immediately was the essence of the mang, and the essence of the two-zhang high pen force erupted and penetrated to the front of the white paper.
"Bang!"
With Shen Qi's full counterattack, the two-zhang high pen power essence shattered the firelight group, and some of the scattered flames hit the ground and were extinguished in a few clicks, and some of them pounced into the Batong River, and disappeared on the rushing river with a snort.
This pen dispersed all the firelight between the white papers, and Shen Qi had not yet started to write any handwriting. He then looked up and saw that the white paper that had lost the blessing of the pen fell like a thin butterfly, and there were four block letters on the front that had consumed most of the pen power.
Shen Qi's heart trembled at this moment, and he hurriedly grabbed it out with his probing hand, and just grabbed the white paper in his hand, and Zou Manshan in the back saw that there was no danger, so he walked over to take a look and found that there were four big characters written on the white paper:
Congratulations!
Although the pen power between these four characters is menacing, Shen Qi found that there is no murderous spirit between the strokes, and it seems that the other party has no malicious intent.
"Congratulations to Shen Qi Xiaoyou, this time the evil has turned into good fortune!"
After that, Shen Qi heard a familiar voice in the forest that rushed out of the firelight, and after a closer look, he found that it was Wang Huairui who walked out with a smile on his face.
However, the handwriting on the white paper was obviously not Wang Huairui's, Shen Qi suddenly had a guess, looked back, and sure enough, he saw a young man with long pigtails about the same size as himself coming slowly, and in his hand, he was holding a well-made wolf hair long front lake pen.
Looking at this smiling young man, Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, and said with a little excitement in his mouth:
"Raw land!"
After that, he carried the book basket on his back to greet him, and Li Guangdi, who had come to find Shen Qi, also sped up his pace, and the two friends who played together grabbed each other's arms and laughed heartily.
After laughing enough, Shen Qi waved the blank paper in his hand and said in surprise:
"Raw, it's only been a few days, and your pen power has strengthened again, and I almost didn't recognize the handwriting that came out!"
This person who has practiced his pen power, with the strengthening of his pen power, will undergo subtle changes from the inside to the outside, not to mention the handwriting in the pen.