With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Yu glanced at the jade box in his arms, froze for a moment, frowned, opened it and looked again, it was already full of snowflakes, and he was even more worried.

The growing environment of snowflakes is extremely harsh, and the storage method is also extremely unique. It needs to be stored in a special thousand-year-old cold jade box, and it needs to be picked with a medicine pick made of keel wood.

The set in her hand was left by her grandpa. Grandpa used to come to Junshan every year, but due to luck, he never picked snowflakes.

It's embarrassing to have one more cluster now.

Immediately go back and extract the snowflakes in the box, and come back to pick the second time, it is already too late.

Snowflakes are just like snowflakes, fleeting, and will melt into the air after dawn.

Seeing her frowning, Fu Hanyu looked at the sky again, and said, "I'll have someone bring over the equipment you need right away, will there still be time?"

"It's too late." Song Yu shook his head regretfully, patted the jade box, and said with a smile to comfort himself: "However, it's a great harvest to be able to pick so much, and one should not be too greedy."

Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head to look at Fu Hanyu, her eyes lit up, and she thought of a way to pick the remaining snowflakes.

Fu Hanyu also thought about it, and said in a cold voice, "I sent someone to look for him. He shouldn't have gone too far, and he's still around here."

Song Yu nodded, his eyes couldn't hide the excitement. Snowflakes are not common. If you don't pick them back, it would be a pity. This kind of luck, he said to him: "Let's go and see which cluster has How many."

Done.

She ran over first.

Fu Hanyu followed closely, seeing her obviously brisk footsteps, the coldness in his eyes faded a bit.

Cheng Xi had already ordered someone to find someone, and of course it was another person who climbed the mountain to collect snowflakes, Situ Feiqing. According to speculation, he should have tools for picking and blooming snowflakes.

Song Yu soon came to another cluster of snowflakes, squatted down, and saw that this cluster was only a half of the previous one, which was enough to make people excited.

She looked at the time and the sky, and waited nervously, hoping that Situ Feiqing came here with tools, and even if she gave him all the remaining snowflakes, it would be better than dissipating them after dawn.

They guessed right, Situ Feiqing didn't go far, but was still wandering around the nearby mountains.

About ten minutes later, he was brought by someone and came over out of breath. When he saw the snowflakes, he was very emotional: "Ms. Song and the third master are really lucky. It is rare to see each other in ten years." Snowflake, you actually found two places."

Song Yu saw that the sky was about to dawn, so he didn't talk nonsense with him, and urged: "Did you bring the tools over here? Take them out quickly, they will be gone soon."

Situ Feiqing was so tired that he sat down on the ground, without the image of a nobleman at all, put the mountaineering bag in his arms, and took out a jade box from it and handed it to her.

Song Yu took the jade box and began to pick it carefully.

Situ Feiqing got closer, and said strangely: "It's really just like what the medical book says, it will dissolve into the air at dawn, and the blue color has faded a lot."

Song Yu also found out that the accumulated snowflakes had already started to fade, and his men did not stop at all, and simply picked up the rest, including the snow, shoveled it off, put it into the jade box, and said: "In order to thank you for your timely Send the jade box here, and I will give you half of the snowflakes inside."

"You don't get rewarded for nothing. I borrowed the jade box, but I don't want the snowflakes." After Situ Feiqing finished speaking, he looked at her and said, "But I'm very interested in your method of extracting snowflakes. It’s not written in my family’s book, can I learn from it?”

Song Yu turned his head, looked at him seriously and asked, "Think about it, the value of snowflakes is much more valuable than my method of extracting snowflakes."

Her method of extracting snowflakes is not a secret that cannot be passed on.

To be honest, she is willing to hand over the medical skills and techniques that she can teach others without reservation. Only when everyone's medical skills have improved can they benefit all mankind. It is a bit too much to say.

But she really thinks so, but many of her medical skills and alchemy techniques rely on her own spiritual power. So far, except for Fu Hanyu, she has not found spiritual energy in others, and no one she knows who is a medical student Human beings can practice the mysterious art of heaven and earth, and draw aura into the body.

"I don't know how to use it if I want it. You should use it to treat diseases and save lives. No matter how good the herbs are, they can only be offered as specimens in my house." Situ Feiqing said here, quite self-deprecatingly shook his head.

Song Yugang wanted to say thanks.

"Then thank you Mr. Situ for letting go." Fu Hanyu did not know when, he had already arrived beside her, leaned over, took the medicine box from her hand and handed it to Cheng Xi.

"Third Master is too polite." Situ Feiqing said.

"Then Yu'er and I won't bother Mr. Situ, and we're leaving." Fu Hanyu slightly raised his brows and eyes with indifference: "I'll extract the recipe for Centella asiatica, and I'll have someone send it to Mr. Situ."

a few words.

It completely blocked Situ Feiqing's intention to get close to Song Yu, and also warned him, be honest, don't miss him.

"The third master is still afraid that I won't succeed if I eat Miss Song?" Situ Feiqing suddenly laughed out loud, narrowing his long and narrow fox eyes into a coquettish arc, looking at Song Yu: "Miss Song, I don't want Fangzi anymore, my main thing is I want to see you extract Centella Asiatica with my own eyes."

"Okay, I will definitely record the whole process in the future and send it to Mr. Situ." Song Yu nodded readily, and added at the end: "Guaranteed high-definition, 360 degrees without dead ends."

Situ Feiqing's face was a little dark: ...

"Cheng Xi, write down the contact information of Mr. Situ." After Fu Hanyu finished speaking, the corners of Fu Hanyu's lips finally curled up. He held Song Yu's hand and moved closer to her, with a pleasant smile in his voice: "Let's go." .”

Song Yu wanted to stand up and sit in her sedan chair.

Fu Hanyu was one step ahead of her, clasped her waist, and lifted her into the air. She was thin and small, but was easily wrapped into her arms.

then.

His deep and elegant voice sounded beside his ears: "Your sedan chair is broken, take this!"

Song Yu almost couldn't hold back and gave him a supercilious look. He was so freaked out. He just saw her say a few more words to Situ Feiqing, so he must have been sour.

Cheng Xi was on the side, and almost couldn't hold back the spitting, but she didn't dare, so she could only hold back, cursing in her heart, the third master is really, the jar of vinegar has turned sour, and the air has turned sour.

Situ Feiqing stood in the same place, and at first he could still see half of Song Yu's body, but she rubbed and rubbed, and soon she nestled into Fu Hanyu's arms, completely wrapped by his coat, and never looked at him again. Not a trace of her.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the self-deprecating look of doubt in his eyes gradually dissipated, became clear, firm, and cruel and cold.

He thought too much, how could she be his child? Her every move, her words and deeds were almost not the same as hers.

The kid in his family loves to laugh and talk very much. After returning home every day, the little mouth chatters non-stop, babbling about what she did, who she met, and what interesting things happened.

Even with outsiders, she will be extremely kind.

As for Song Yu, he was too lonely and indifferent to get close.

The familiar touch he saw that day was just a coincidence. It was him who thought too much and missed her too much.

The early morning of a snowy night.

The north wind is bitingly cold.

He looked up at the sky, it was already bright.

He walked to the big rock and stood leaning against it for a while before he started to work. He made snowmen, one big and one small, two of them were cute and cute, holding hands.

He looked at the snowman seriously, and began to write on the snowman's clothes with his fingers.

The big one says: little brother.

The small one says: Children.

He took a step back, admired it, shook his head again, finally bit his fingertips, used blood, and traced on the words again, and the little snowman's cheeks were still stained with two touches of faint blush.

After he sucked the blood from his finger, he touched her head, his smile was as gentle as water, but there was deep sadness in his heart, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry, the snowman that my little brother promised to give you has only been delivered now." .”

The winter when he knew her was the coldest winter in Yinmen. It snowed all the time, light snow followed by heavy snow, and heavy snow followed by heavy snow, almost without stopping.

After returning home once, she told him enviously that the neighbor's snowman was so big and beautiful, and she couldn't make such a tall, big, and beautiful snowman.

He smiled and promised her that when his illness was cured and his eyes were cured, he would build a snowman with her, the biggest and most beautiful snowman, better than all of them.

This is 15 years.

I don't know if she will blame him for not keeping her promise.

She definitely won't, she just has a hard mouth and a soft heart.

day.

It's completely lit up.

The snow is still falling.

soon.

Between the vast silver-white world, there are only two snowmen left.

The footprints along the way were gradually covered by heavy snow.

Song Yu arrived at the top of Junshan Mountain and was about to go to Junshan Temple for a stroll, only to find that her safety buckle was missing. It was not something too expensive, but a very ordinary emerald safety buckle.

She can't remember exactly where the safety buckle came from, but she has been wearing it close to her body, and after a long time, she has developed feelings, and she must find it if she loses it.

When she came back with Fu Hanyu, she saw two snowmen on the big rock opposite from a distance.

One big and one small, holding hands, very harmonious and warm.

The younger one had a silver-gray scarf around his neck.

Song Yu looked at the snowman and recognized that the scarf belonged to Situ Feiqing. He smiled and said with emotion: "He really has a leisurely way to build a snowman in the mountains."

Fu Hanyu took a look, and when he saw the little snowman, his eyes darkened.

That big snowman, with distinct facial features, could tell at a glance that it was Situ Feiqing.

The little snowman didn't have any facial features carved, and the face was just a very vague outline, like a person who made a snowman, and he didn't remember her appearance.

But she exudes a kind of warmth that penetrates the heart, like a little sun, burning scorchingly.

Subconsciously, he looked at the little girl who was not far ahead, lowered his head, and was searching for the footprints when he came. He searched the snow inch by inch, his throat tightened, and he suddenly called out, "Fish."

Song Yu looked back at him, smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Fu Hanyu also smiled gently at her, and said, "Eat something before continuing to look for it!"

Song Yu turned around and ran to his side, smiled and rummaged through the snack bag on his lap for a while, took a corn sausage, and tried to tear the package with his mouth without any image.

Fu Hanyu clasped her hand, took the sausage, tore it open and handed it to her, couldn't help laughing: "Eat it."

Song Yu took a bite of the sausage, looked up at the sky, and said worryingly: "The snow is still falling, so hurry up and find it, otherwise it will be buried by the snow, and it will be even more difficult to find."

Fu Hanyu asked her: "Is that safety button so important?"

"The things that I always carry with me have become emotional, and I lost them suddenly, as if something is missing." After Song Yu finished speaking, he said: "It's not that you don't know that I am the most important person. Affection."

"Don't worry, we will definitely find it." Fu Hanyu comforted in a gentle voice, thinking about what to give her so that she could wear it all the time, and his gaze rested on her ring finger.

After much deliberation, the wedding ring is the most suitable.

"Yeah." Song Yu nodded, if he still can't find the big rock after a while, let Cheng Xi lead people to look for it slowly.

Can find the best.

If you can't find it, you won't find it.

Seeing that she ate the sausage in two or three bites, Fu Hanyu unscrewed the thermos and handed it to her: "Drink some water."

Song Yu drank half a glass of water in one breath, satiated, and after replenishing his energy, he regained his energy, smiled at him, turned around and went to find her safety button again.

The further you go, the closer you are to the boulder.

The snow fell heavily, and the footprints were covered by new snow. Experienced people can easily find the previous marks.

A group of people searched the ground while walking.

Song Yu was the one who walked in the front. Not only could she find things based on her footprints, but she could also feel its existence within a certain distance based on the bond with the Pingan button.

The group of people walked forward for about 500 meters.

Song Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "Fu Hanyu, I feel it, it should be near here."

talking.

She followed her own feeling, followed the direction of the traction, closed her eyes, walked straight forward, walked a distance of about 500 meters, and stopped at a distance of [-] meters from the big rock.

She could feel that her safety buckle was within a radius of 100 meters.

She opened her eyes happily, and through the boundless and flying snowflakes, she saw two snowmen on the big rock again, and a few bloody handwriting came into view: children.

Her head hurt, she was in a trance for a moment, staggered, was caught by a stone, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.