Ghost Net Three: Peering into Immortals [Sword Three]

"I just like asking for it."

Fang Lian sat with Liu Huaxin on the top of the Lotus Peak in the middle of the night, but his persuasion failed, and he got such an angry answer.

Whether he was angry with him, or with herself, or with Shen Lingfeng.

Wherever you look, the snow is shining, and the night is like day.

It is snowing in winter, and although the temperature at the top of the peak is low, once the biting north wind stops, it does not seem to be so cold.

In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly four years since Liu Huaxin went up the mountain. She said that she was not afraid of suffering, and she never complained about hardship. Until a year ago, she still got up early to catch up with other people's progress. Even Elder Zhuo was moved by her more than once, and praised her diligent.

In fact, what is there to be obsessed with about Chunyang?It's all good, but it's far from being so infatuating.

Pure Yang scenery, but this situation and this scene, looking around, the wind and the moon are boundless.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Liu Huaxin looked at him coldly, seemingly in a bad mood.

Fang Lian casually put the prescription into his bosom, sighed and looked up at the sky, "My master said that he had trouble digesting recently, so he asked me for a prescription, and I came here just thinking about the prescription... I think he just took too much .”

Liu Huaxin couldn't help laughing, "Uncle Shangguan has profound skills, how can he be limited to such a small amount of food? I think it's—brother, the soup you cook is famous far and wide, it really makes people greedy."

Although it's a bit strange to say this - but this pair of master and apprentice really resembles the master and apprentice.

Fang Lian resented, "The original intention of my study of Taoist medicine was to maintain health and tonality, and to open up a path for all Taoist friends to return to the baby through external cultivation. Why did you foodies take advantage of all the advantages?"

Liu Huaxin's words were unreasonable, "There is a need to be motivated, and there is a spur to make progress. Without me risking my life to try the soup for you, how do you know whether your soup will increase your life or..."

"???"

She accepted it as soon as she saw it, and changed the topic, "But, I think your health soup has improved a lot, almost enough to keep your face beautiful—look at you, don't you still look like this after so many years?" Do you look like a fool?"

"?????" Fang Lian is the best at hurting her. He really hasn't practiced anything else for so many years. He is very accurate in which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

"It's been almost four years, and you really don't plan to go home and have a look?" He asked happily.

This girl was probably afraid of being scolded by the whole family when she returned home. Chang'an City is not far from Chunyang, and since she went up the mountain, she never went back once.

Until recently, messengers frequently sent home letters from Chang'an City.

As soon as these words came out, she suddenly became depressed.

After being silent for a long time, Fang Lian regretted bringing up this topic.

"I'm afraid that once I go back, I won't be able to come back." She said in a muffled voice, obviously unhappy.

But this unhappiness was not entirely because Fang Lian brought up this topic, but because she had been depressed since she came back from sword practice during the day.

Fang Lian bumped into her during dinner in the afternoon, and he didn't even know where to throw his sword. He was in a daze. He reminded him several times to leave her tofu soup in the kitchen, and she didn't come until he turned off the lights when it was time. A fool came to make friends with him.

Fang Lian has devoted himself to Taoist medicine and health preservation in Chunyang for the past few years, and he has achieved something in his studies. He heard that Liu Huaxin instigated him to come here, so he mentioned a few words to him, and the chat was considered speculative.

After coming out of the kitchen, he was thinking about a new prescription for recuperation, and walked all the way to Lianhua Peak. He saw her depressed, sitting on the peak alone in a daze.

More than three years, less than four years, say long is not long, say short is not short, things are right and wrong, but personnel changes are indispensable.

Just like the little girl beside him has grown into an exquisite girl, her luck is very good at keeping out the cold, and she can occasionally defeat his sword moves - of course, this is not what he is good at.

Fang Lian knew that she was not the only daughter in the family, but out of human nature, he still persuaded: "Since the family has received frequent letters, it means that they still miss you, anyway, it's not far away, why don't you just take some time and I will accompany you..."

"Look for yourself." Liu Huaxin buried her face between her knees and murmured for a long time, and when she spoke again, she even cried and threw something from under her buttocks.

"..." Only then did Fang Lian realize that she had put the letter under her buttocks. The paper was crumpled as she sat on it, and Fang Lian lifted it up with her orchid fingers in disgust, distinguishing the ink stains on it that had been smudged by the snow.

"Don't cry." He whispered before he finished reading the letter.

On the bright and clean face in front of him, the red eye circles are particularly arousing.

She wiped her face with her sleeve fiercely, but never let the tears fall, she gritted her teeth and said: "This kind of person is not worthy of my crying."

She has studied art in Chunyang for more than three years, and her family knew that she hadn't really broken off her dust roots, otherwise it would not be easy to let her go up the mountain.Now the girls and boys in the neighborhood who went out to study arts have returned home to get married. Her family was afraid of being criticized, so they sent several letters in succession to urge her to go home.

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes will inevitably be stumbled by the customs, and the rhetoric that their respective sects said at the beginning will inevitably be wasted in daily necessities.

After reading the letter, Fang Lian described a good young man who seemed to be a good-natured young man whose personality, appearance and family background matched Liu Huaxin.

"It looks...it's okay." He concluded for her.

Liu Huaxin had a sarcastic expression on her face, "Even most women can't sympathize with each other's difficulties, how can you men with fat brains understand."

"You don't want to marry?" He glanced at her and asked.

"You want to marry?" Liu Huaxin looked back at him, rolling her eyes, "I'll leave it to you."

Fang Lian hurriedly shook his head, "It's nothing, it's no good, I'm not blessed to bear it, let's leave it to those who need it."

"Counsel." Liu Huaxin commented indifferently.

Fang Lian was confused, "??? Should I marry?"

Liu Huaxin ignored it, "In the past few years, I accompanied you to the mountains to collect herbs for nothing. I worked so hard, but you refused to help me even with this little difficulty."

"..." Fang Lian was speechless, and abruptly turned around what he had just said, "Take a moment, and I'll accompany you down the mountain to eat stewed sausage."

She neither agreed nor refused, as if she was weighing whether she would be forcibly tied back by her family if she went down the mountain at this time.That would be too much of a loss, and it would take a lot of effort to run out again.

In the past few years, Fang Lian and her have gotten close, they can't be called close friends, but at least they can talk about everything.There was just one question that she never asked, and Fang Lian never asked either.

Now he was really curious.

"You said that you haven't entered Quanzhen for a long time in the past few years, and the female university is about to get married. It's not the case that you hide on the mountain to hide your marriage." Without much hesitation, he asked, "I have a gossip. It's been a long time, because you come to see me every day for soup, can you tell me how you and Senior Brother Shen met? It wasn't the first time you met him when you went to Huashan to study as a teacher, right? "

Liu Huaxin didn't expect that he would suddenly bring up this question, so she froze, not knowing how to answer it.

"This...it's a long story." If you want to say this, it's really very long.

"Although you always say I'm stupid, I'm just stupid after all, and I'm not demented, right? I've been classmates for many years, so it's not like I can't see anything." Fang Lian looked at her confused face, and played a three-point joke to cover up, intentionally or unintentionally. He reminded, "If you came here for Shen Lingfeng from the very beginning, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. He is a Taoist priest of Quanzhen, and it is impossible to marry him."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became even heavier.

Fang Lian saw that her complexion was getting worse and worse, and felt that she was about to be smashed all over the face.

He tugged at his collar nervously, wondering if he should be the first to suppress the shock, and couldn't help interrupting on purpose, "Of course, I was trying to be righteous, but I can say that it's a big deal and I'll just marry you if I feel wronged—but I am too. A true Taoist priest."

Liu Huaxin completely went berserk.

She grabbed a handful of snow, stuffed it into Fang Lian's loose collar, and yelled while throwing her aura in the background of Fang Lian's screaming: "Fang Lian, a pig! Go to hell!"

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感谢读者“喵”,灌溉营养液+52018-11-1309:38:50