Text: The Wind and Cloud of the Yan Country Chapter 1 Mei Aoki
Crossing the Yanling Ridge, it is a low hill, although the mountain is not high, it occupies dozens of miles. There is no special scenery here, and there is no special product produced. But the pedestrians who come here every day are endless, all because there is a city a few miles behind this mountain, the imperial capital of the Yan Kingdom "Ming Yan City", and the name of this ridge also comes from this.
There is a tea field on this ridge, and the owner of the tea field is an old man surnamed Hu, and the old man is a family who has been growing tea on this ridge for generations. Because passers-by often came to his tea field to beg for tea, he opened a small tea house on this mountain.
"Hu Laohan, hurry up and serve a pot of tea, I'm in a hurry?" A middle-aged man with a flat belt and bare arms walked into the teahouse and shouted to Hu Laohan who was settling accounts at the counter.
"Yo, is Boss Liu here?" Hu Laohan casually took the teapot and bowl on the counter, walked towards the middle-aged man, and said with a smile on his face: "Where has Boss Liu made a fortune recently?"
"What's Boss Liu, I didn't send you tea money, why do you keep talking to me!" Boss Liu glared at Hu Laohan, picked up the bowl and took a sip.
Putting down the tea bowl, Boss Liu raised his eyes and looked at the entire teahouse, with a look of surprise in his eyes. Looking at the room full of people, all dressed in brocade clothes, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he said softly: "Old man, why are you so many sons and young ladies today?"
Hearing this, Hu Laohan chuckled and nodded, "Isn't this the Yanguo Holy Ruins about to open? These are the young ladies who participated in the assessment from all over the world." ”
"Oh!" Boss Liu listened to Hu Laohan's words, and quickly shut up and stopped talking, his face showed a hint of panic, but they were all immortals who cultivated the Tao.
In the corner of the teahouse near the window, there were two young people about 20 years old, one of whom was drinking tea while looking at the scenery of the entire teahouse and the street, with a look of joy on his face from time to time, as if he was very curious about everything. The other drank the same but was clearly not as interested as the former, and sat aside with a look of displeasure and reluctance.
Yi Shuihan frowned lightly, looked at the few people next to him talking about the Yanguo assessment, and asked softly: "Senior brother, how can you listen to their meaning, and you have to go to the Yanguo Holy Ruins to take the assessment?"
"Nonsense! What are you a holy ruin, your back garden?" said another young man, his face full of impatience. Before the two of them left, Su Qingyi told the two of them not to show their faces for a while, saying that they were afraid that the two of them would attract too much attention. So the two of them changed their faces and changed their identities, and now the two of them are Lingyue Guan disciples Yuan Han and Yuan Qing.
"Then when are we going to take the assessment?" Yi Shuihan frowned slightly, because he had plenty of time, he basically walked while playing along the way, but he didn't expect that there would be an assessment.
"Tomorrow's assessment, I can catch up with Mingyan City today. Li Qing looked at Yi Shuihan coldly, "If you hadn't been looking all the way, why would you be in such a hurry." ”
Yi Shuihan was not angry at all, looked at Li Qing and said with a smile: "Senior brother, when I look around, it seems that you are not idle." ”
Listening to Yi Shuihan's words, Li Qing's cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly and said, "I'm with you." ”
"Yes, yes!" Yi Shuihan chuckled and nodded, this trip to Yanguo really opened Yi Shuihan's eyes. Looking up at the blue sky, he felt for the first time that the world was so beautiful, and it was good to be alive.
Walking out of the teahouse and onto the main road, Li Qing stretched out his hand and summoned his Diluo beast and sat on it.
Yi Shuihan looked at this Diluo beast that had been sitting all the way, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes. There is a note in the record of the strange beast, the eyes of the Diluo beast are like copper bells, the mouth is as big as a bucket, and the whole body is covered with gray and black scale armor. Mostly gathered in the bottom of the hills, gentle and good, suspected of having the blood of the divine beast Xuanwu, "Senior brother, you Diluo beast, have been following you for a long time." ”
"Yes?" Li Qing stroked the pitch-black scale armor of the Diluo Beast, and there was a rare trace of tenderness in his eyes.
Yi Shuihan jumped onto the back of the Diluo Beast and said softly, "You can see at a glance that you two have a good relationship." ”
"Yes, it was given to me by the old man during my Qi training period, and it has been with me ever since. ”
Hearing this, a hint of discoloration flashed in Yi Shuihan's eyes, "I knew that Li Qing and Master Li didn't get along well, but I didn't expect Li Qing to even refuse to call grandpa." ”
After a moment of deep silence, Yi Shuihan did not speak, with his current relationship with Li Qing, if he said too much, it might backfire. At this moment, Yi Shuihan heard a strange sound in his ears, as if someone was playing the flute. Turning his head to look, he found that Li Qing was also listening with his ears, Yi Shuihan said in a low voice: "Someone plays the flute?"
"It's Xiao ....."
Li Qing's eyes froze, and he turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, and at this moment, he heard a sound of "rustling, rustling" in his ears.
Hearing this voice, Li Qingmeng raised his head and said coldly, "Jump to the tree." Before Li Qing finished speaking, Yi Shuihan had already jumped onto a big tree on the side. Li Qing put the Diluo Beast into the storage magic weapon, and quickly jumped onto the tree.
The sound was getting louder and louder, and it seemed that a large group of beasts was rushing towards it. rushed to the front and looked at the oncoming things, Yi Shuihan and the others were surprised for a while, and the oncoming ones were all snakes, insects, centipedes and other poisons.
The poison didn't pay attention to the two people in the tree, but rushed straight under the two trees.
Watching the poison slowly disappear from sight, a trace of solemnity flashed in Yi Shuihan's eyes, and he said softly: "It's not for us." ”
Li Qing nodded slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked into the distance in a daze.
Finding that Li Qing was stunned, Yi Shuihan knew that he was thinking about whether to go and see. After pondering for a moment, Yi Shuihan said softly: "Let's go and see, what's going on! There are so many people coming in and out of Yanling here every day." ”
Li Qing listened to Yi Shuihan's words, and his face couldn't help showing a strange look, he felt that Yi Shuihan's reason was very inexplicable. Looking down at the messy ground under the trees, a trace of doubt flashed in Li Qing's eyes. Turning his head to look at Yi Shuihan's disappearing figure, he couldn't help but shake his head lightly and chased after him.
Yi Shuihan caught up as fast as he could, and from a distance, he could see that there were two people in front of him who seemed to be confronting each other, and the words of the two could be faintly heard in his ears.
Among the two, there is a handsome boy with a folding fan in one hand, who looks about twenty-four or five years old. He has long hair, wears a pale pink gown, and has a smile on his delicate cheeks.
The pink-shirted boy chuckled and said, "I didn't expect it to be the Miao family in southern Xinjiang, but I didn't expect to come to this Yanguo to join in the fun." ”
Confronting the pink-shirted boy was a young man dressed in green, who was standing high above a tree. The young man looked smaller than the pink-shirted man, looking rough in appearance, young cheeks, sharp and angular, and a resolute and resolute man. There are strange patterns tattooed on his arms, and at first glance they are Miao people who came out of the mountains of southern Xinjiang.
The young man in green looked at the pink-shirted boy and said softly: "Miao Yi, the second son of the Miao family in Southern Xinjiang." ”
The pink-shirted boy looked down, the poisonous insects surrounding him, looked up at the Miao man on the tree, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled: "I didn't expect it to be the second son of the Miao family, and it was so abrupt." It's just that the second son's place is a public place, and pedestrians often pass by, so you release your poisonous insects from southern Xinjiang here, isn't it okay?"
Miao Yi listened to the words of the pink-shirted boy, and a trace of anger suddenly flashed in his eyes, "This is the reason why you hurt my love worm?"
"Isn't that enough?" looked at Miao Yi's face full of anger, chuckled and nodded.
Yi Shuihan secretly listened to the conversation between the two and immediately understood the reason for the dispute between the two. Looking at the appearance of the Miao Jiang people, he suddenly felt that this person was deliberately arrogant, looking at the dense poisonous insects around the middle-aged man, Yi Shuihan's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of worry.
Miao Yi saw that the pink-shirted boy was fearless, and he didn't even report his name, and his heart suddenly burned with anger. At the thought of the Gu worm who had just been injured by the pink-shirted boy, he picked up Chang Xiao in his hand again and blew it. Accompanied by Xiao Yin, the Gu worm beside the pink-shirted boy who had just been calm and waveless, suddenly became commotionous.
Feeling the commotion of the poisonous insects around him, the pink-shirted boy did not show the slightest panicked look on his face, and looked up at Miao Yi with a chuckle, "The second son is so angry, if he doesn't agree with a word, do you want to feed Xiaosheng to the insects?"
Miao Yi was not talking nonsense, with a wave of Chang Xiao in his hand, the poisonous insects around the young man rushed up like waves, wrapping the young man like a dumpling.
Yi Shuihan was about to rush out to help, but was grabbed back by a hand. Yi Shuihan turned his head to look at Li Qing, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" Li Qing said coldly as he looked at Yi Shui.
"Can I help?" Yi Shuihan looked at Li Qing anxiously.
"Who do you help, and who uses you to help?" Li Qing said coldly as he looked at the two people in the field.
At this moment, the big zongzi tightly wrapped by poisonous insects suddenly shook violently, and then a burst of cold air came out, and the poisonous insects wrapped in the pink shirt boy were frozen into ice sculptures, and they fell to the ground and suddenly shattered into a little crumb.
Yi Shuihan looked at the pink-shirted boy who had newly appeared in his field of vision, and his eyes leaked with surprise. I saw that the pink-shirted boy in front of him at this time, his whole body was like freezing, and he turned into an iceman, but whenever he touched his body, the poisonous insects instantly turned into ice sculptures. Looking at the scene in front of him, Yi Shuihan suddenly remembered the calm look of the pink-shirted boy when he was surrounded before, and he couldn't help but feel that he was thinking too much.
"Ice Realm Folding Plum Hand, he actually covered his whole body?" Looking at the young man's state at this time, the corners of Li Qing's mouth showed a hint of surprise, and he suddenly raised his head after thinking for a moment, "Mei Qingmu, he actually came." ”