Yanshan Exquisite Record

Sikong Yueyao roared, "Where are people?!"

"Let's go." Pei Wunian put away the cloud mountain, leaving only two lines of breeze under the maple tree.

"Leaving?!" Sikong Yueyao repeated angrily.

Pei Wunian raised his eyebrows and looked at a rock by the pool that was broken into countless lines, "Why don't you stay here and beat you to tears? Or can't you fight back when you beat me?"

Sikong Yueyao followed his gaze and suddenly froze, "This...he did it?"

Pei Wunian smiled and said, "It's not me anyway."

Sikong Yueyao was speechless, Pei Wunian rubbed the broken hair on her forehead, "From now on, you should avoid provoking him."

Sikong Yueyao was still like a fool, and murmured, "He... how heavy is the Xuji Sword?"

"It's almost Jiuzhong." Pei Wunian was thoughtful, "If it wasn't for the Crane Fist, I might not be able to beat him."

Song Xueqiao lightly jumped onto a bluestone, picked two rosy wild fruits, sat down on a strong tree branch, dangling his legs to look at the scenery, since Sikong Yueyao came to him, he had a rare leisure time, so he went to the back mountain Whether to hunt pheasants or go for a walk down the mountain is the question he has to consider now.

He took half a bite of the fruit, frowned and thought about it, half a month ago he stole the jade card from Pei Wunian's disciple and went down the mountain, when he saw the beauty, he was frightened to death by Zhen Yunzhu, he escaped with all his might and came back to hide For a long time, I thought that forbearance would be calm for a while.

In just three days, something even more unexpected happened to him. The girl Zhen Yunzhuzhu was really not a creature in the pool, she was very strong, and she actually went to Wudang to find him. Leaving aside how Zhang Zhongkui would react, just the fact that he stole the Pei Wunian jade pendant is enough to be chased and beaten by Sikong Yueyao for a long time...

The tree branch was slightly wet and cold, Song Xueqiao frowned and brushed off the thin snow on his shoulders, sighed, and quickly rejected the first idea. It is just winter, and even the fruit is a bit sour. If you go hunting pheasants, you may get pheasants Before, I was frozen into an icicle first, which is wrong.

"Boring, oh boring." Song Xueqiao threw the fruit core down and smashed it on the surface of the thin ice-covered pool.

Sweeping his eyes down, he suddenly found a round shiny object under the tree, the core of which was submerged in the pool water, and the turmeric monk's robe under the round object fluttered in the wind. He turned his head slightly, revealing an amiable smiling face.

"What are you doing, little friend?" The monk smiled and waved to him.

"It's you." Song Xueqiao wondered.

He quickly jumped off the tree and was sent to Wudang. This person was one of the two people in front of the mountain gate, the kind-faced monk Master Hui Chuang.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has lost something." Hui Chuang was still smiling, without looking anxious, "Now I am waiting for someone who is destined to find it for me."

Shaolin people have always talked around the bush, full of Buddhist scriptures and classics, and he had a deeper understanding of this when he met Abbot Se many years later, so that he covered his ears as soon as Abbot Se opened his mouth and shouted for mercy, but at that time he was still a fledgling I am very happy to talk with these masters in the Jianghu population.

Song Xueqiao asked enthusiastically, "What did you lose?"

"Amitabha, I came down from the mountain. Unexpectedly, the package was washed away by the water when I was resting. It seems to have flowed downstream to your Happy Valley." Hui Chuang lowered his head, suddenly showing embarrassment.

Song Xueqiao immediately understood the meaning of these words. The master is a landlubber, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll help you! I'll help you!"

Hui Chuang opened his eyes wide, "The pool is quite deep, you..."

"What's that?" Song Xueqiao had already removed the outer robe in two or three strokes, "I can see much deeper than this, what kind of package is it?"

Hui Chuang showed gratitude, "Zhang Laodao's indifferent and indifferent temperament can teach such an apprentice, my little friend is really righteous."

Song Xueqiao is the most unflattering person, even though he was shivering from the wind, he still said in a fluttering manner, "It's easy to do, easy to do."

Hui Chuang smiled and gestured, "It's a pretty big cloth package, which contains some healing medicine."

Song Xueqiao jumped into the pool water without even thinking about it, thanks to the land in the south of the Yangtze River, his water skills are quite good, so good that he can hold half a stick of incense in the water to catch fish. Many things will be ignored, such as whether there are fish in the pond, or whether it will be colder under the frozen water than on the shore at the end of autumn and winter solstice.

The green pool water spread along the broken ice surface, like a knife darting into the thin layer of underwear, scraping away every inch of the flesh on his body, but he never liked to admit defeat, he gritted his teeth and stretched out a stiff Hands groping at the bottom of the small pool.

When he finally fished out a bundle from a pile of moss and mud and threw it ashore, he also lay on the shore like a dead dog, unable to get up by himself anymore.

But he could still smile at Hui Chuang with his big white teeth bared, and then lowered his head.

Hui Chuang was shocked, and hurriedly dragged the ice-like person out, wrapped it in a robe several times, and said a few words to Amitabha, before rushing towards the Longyan Pavilion.

A blurry scene of white, green and red intersecting in front of him, a thick and unreal fragrance from the tip of his nose, Song Xueqiao lay on his back on a stone, unconsciously said a few words to Amitabha in the haze, and almost fell asleep after trembling Suddenly, he was pinched severely by someone.

"He won't die, will he?"

Skate the jokes of the world!How could Sikong Yueyao's tone be so easy-going?Why do you look like you're about to cry?

Song Xueqiao didn't care about the confusion in his heart, so he heard Hui Chuang anxiously said, "What should I do, the poor monk didn't bring the wind and cold medicine! What a crime!"

Sikong Yueyao really cried, "Then... what should I do?"

While Song Xueqiao was in a daze, someone checked his pulse again, and then he vacated, and saw the white figure vaguely. He knew who it was, so he was even more surprised than Sikong Yueyao. This time it was not Carry? !

Pei Wunian picked him up and hugged him in his arms, and said to Hui Chuang, "He's fine, Master, don't worry."

Half an hour later, the charcoal fire in the room was burning red, Sikong Yueyao went back to the 72nd peak to find Du Weiyu, the elder of Siyao, Hui Chuang thanked him a lot

He also went down the mountain with his baby package.

Song Xueqiao was shrunk into a tortoise and nestled under the quilt. He was still chaotic. Someone came in and out, probing his forehead from time to time. His hand was very cold, and he would hold that hand and press it on his hot forehead every time.

Pei Wunian was still struggling at first, but then he didn't move at all. One hand was used as an ice pack for him, and the other hand was busy tucking him in the quilt.

Another half an hour later, Du Weiyu, the number one naughty boy in Wudang, came late, closed his eyes and sat on the edge of the bed. Are you going to die?"

Pei Wunian said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Du Weiyu opened his eyes, sighed deeply, and suddenly raised his palm and slapped Song Xueqiao on the forehead, "I mean brat, you don't know how to write the word measure, do you?"

After being wrapped in the quilt for a long time, Song Xueqiao had already sweated a lot. With the addition of Du Weiyu's pills, he was just dozing off and slacking off. When he was slapped, he sat up in pain and cursed, "Smelly old man, don't hurt the number!"

"Hehe." Du Weiyu stood up, twirling his beard, raised his pale eyebrows, "Don't pretend, can't this be able to dance?"

Song Xueqiao was dumbfounded after shouting, he completely forgot that Sikong Yueyao was still around, so he was busy looking at their faces with a guilty conscience, but Sikong Yueyao was uncharacteristically smiling, "It's just fine, I'll make you a fever-reducing medicine. "

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly rushed out the door, Song Xueqiao was dumbfounded, although he woke up, his head was still burning badly, so this must be a dream, he retracted the quilt again, "Amitabha, dream, dream."

Pei Wunian said indifferently, "You are blessed with great fortune."

Du Weiyu hummed while packing his medicine box, "I don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

Song Xueqiao pinched himself hard, it hurts a lot.

He shrank his neck, "Where's Master Hui Chuang?"

"Go back." Du Weiyu tapped his head, "You still expect him to recite the mantra for you here?"

"Cough cough." Song Xueqiao coughed twice, dissatisfied, "Smelly old man, you cursed me again."

"I'm too lazy to curse you." Du Weiyu carried the medicine box on his back and walked out of the Longyan Pavilion, not forgetting to look back at him with his nostrils, flicking his sleeves,

"There is still something to do on my peak, you just wait for your own death."

Du Weiyu rolled away in a hurry, Sikong Yueyao hadn't come back yet, Pei Wunian glanced at him indifferently, then poked his hand on his forehead, turned around and prepared to go out.

Song Xueqiao suddenly stretched out a hand, holding him tremblingly.

Pei Wunian froze, "What's wrong?"

Song Xueqiao was full of suspicion, scratched his head for a long time, then looked at the door and said, "I said what's wrong with your little lover? Has your temper changed?"

"Yueyao is my junior sister." Pei Wunian was angry.

"Okay, okay, junior sister, junior sister... cough cough." Song Xueqiao turned over and changed into a comfortable position, "Then it won't turn from a dominatrix to a little fairy?"

Pei Wunian fell silent suddenly, and then mercilessly shook off his wounded paw, seemingly annoyed, "Then you should ask her where her eyes are on you."

Song Xueqiao leaned against the edge of the bed, suddenly realized, and smiled wryly, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will never let your precious junior sister like me."

Pei Wunian shook his head, "This kind of thing, you can't just say you can't."

"I'm not interested in robbing the Lord's famous flower." Song Xueqiao rubbed his temples, sighing secretly that the ups and downs have been ups and downs, but he is destined not to have a peaceful life in this life, why bother to drag others into trouble, That's all.

He coughed twice, "But I want to remind you, if you like her, you should tell your master earlier, and when she turns eighteen and gets married, don't look at Yueyao. The golden domes line up to the Xuanyue Gate."

The charcoal fire in the house flickered, and the maple leaves that looked like the fire outside made Pei Wunian's pupils turn crimson red. He turned his head to look at Song Xueqiao, and the meaning suddenly became strange.

There was a crackling sound outside the door, and Sikong Yueyao came in with a huge porcelain pot, and said loudly, "The soup is ready!"

Song Xueqiao turned his head to look at the busy little girl who was sweating a lot. He knew very well this person's heart, if he criticized this soup three points, Sikong Yueyao would definitely not talk to him again, so that's very good.

Palely punched, coughed, "Thank you, the heroine, the villain will remember it in my heart, but I don't know about this soup..."

"Yueyao." Pei Wunian seemed to know what he was going to do, and suddenly said, "Go back to sleep now."

Sikong Yueyao was pricking up his ears to listen to the soup behind him, but when he heard Pei Wunian's order, he said in a daze,

"it is good......"

Song Xueqiao frowned, and coughed twice to signal him to speak better, but he saw that Pei Wunian had already closed the door to see off the guests without hesitation.

He shook his head and smiled wryly, "If the girl coaxes you like this, she won't be able to catch up with her in three lifetimes."

Pei Wunian looked at him, "Then Mr. Song will teach me how to coax me?"