Where are the monsters?

The weather in the capital became cold without knowing it. It was already December in the blink of an eye, and it was the winter solstice soon, and it began to snow heavily in the past few days.

After Yang Lianghe was bitten by the human-headed basilisk, although he had taken the green fruit beforehand and was not in danger of dying, he still suffered from sequelae.The snake's venom was extremely cloudy, and it happened to be the beginning of winter, which made him feel a little chilly in his heart.

"Old Yang, drink this soup while it's hot." There are advantages to not being able to live in the school, and it is much more convenient for him to live outside to cook the soup.

Yang Lianghe's injury this time cannot be said to have nothing to do with Mu Feng. If Yang Lianghe had been more ruthless at the time, he would have bitten Mu Feng directly.It's a pity that the remaining symptoms of the snake venom are not easy to pull out. If you can get a small bottle of Suzaku blood, you can get rid of the disease, but right now you only see Dijiang's feathers, so Suzaku doesn't need to think about it.

The craftsmanship of the wooden seal is not very good, but medicine is not as good as food tonic, and the taste is second only to the supplement.

Remember Dijiang's hair removal?

In order to find some branches for Xiao Huang to make a nest in, Di Jiang was scalded on the hair on his stomach in Kunlun. For this reason, he asked the shopkeeper Zhang to ask the old doctor to prescribe medicine for nourishing Qi and promoting hair growth.

This time, I also asked the old doctor to feel Yang Lianghe's pulse. The old doctor said that Yang Lianghe had some blood deficiency and Qi deficiency, and he needed to make up for it. Whether it was drinking medicine or diet, pointing to the school cafeteria for help would not work. , Mu Feng took the lead and helped Yang Lianghe settle the matter at home, which didn't take much time.

Yang Lianghe wasn't hypocritical, and he didn't let Mu Feng cook the soup for nothing, and he paid half of the food cost.The other half he was willing to give and Mu Feng was willing to accept, but Mu Feng didn't care about these details, and the cold-faced Ying Ni glared at him with eyes that wished he would choke to death.

In the past two months, Yang Lianghe's face had turned rosy, but he didn't want to go to the Worship House anymore, because he was afraid of seeing Ying Ni's black face.

Yang Lianghe did not forget the scene where Mu Feng and Ying Ni almost kissed each other in the cave. Although he was poisoned by the snake poison, what was hidden in his heart would be shown.Even after he came back, Mu Feng only went to and from get out of class on time, and he wanted to stay in the school almost from morning to night, as if nothing happened, but the authorities were obsessed and could not prevent Yang Liang and the bystanders from being clear.

Ying Ni knew that when Mu Feng was helping Yang Lianghe to cook the soup, the sad breath really permeated the entire Liulichang Street.Fortunately, Mu Feng changed his words in time, this soup can be drunk by one person or two people, Ying Ni's body has been affected by the ghost energy, and it has become colder and colder this year, so he should drink some nourishing soup, so most of the remaining half went in In Ying Ni's stomach, Ying Ni naturally had to bear another part of the cost of ingredients, and yes, there was also the cost of hard work.

Yang Lianghe finished the soup in one go, and it's almost done after more than two months, and he feels that he is almost ready. "It will be New Year's Day soon, and the final exam will be after that. Don't be too busy. My own body is already fully recovered."

Mu Feng nodded, he didn't like cooking very much, but it was also to take care of his friends.This reminds me of Ying Ni again. Ying Ni was stimulated for some reason, and actually asked the shopkeeper Zhang to find a capable chef. He wanted to steal his master's hand. He said that on New Year's Day this year, he would set up a table himself. vegetable.

Obviously studying the bamboo slips left by Qin Ni has taken a lot of energy, and I don't know why I still have to toss.

Ying Ni himself doesn't think it's a toss, he has a sense of crisis, and if he wants to deeply understand the concept of grasping a person's heart, he must first grasp his stomach. Although his cooking skills were not very good in the past, he is willing to Study hard, always feel that the day when the culinary skills are perfect, it is time to express your heart.For Ying Ni, it is his most sincere heart to be willing to cook for one person for the rest of his life.

"Mu, how are you going to spend the Spring Festival this year?" Yang Lianghe knew about the troubles in Mu Feng's family, and Mu Feng would not go home for the New Year. "Are you going back to Hong Kong City with Boss Ying?"

Yang Lianghe still asked the question he wanted to know the most. He even wanted to say why there was no follow-up to the story of the two of them in the cave that day. Is it really an aphrodisiac to expose the stubble?

Mu Feng was asked abruptly by Yang Lianghe, but his expression didn't change much.Yang Lianghe didn't know the half soul sealed in the ghost mirror.

If Qin Ni left the bamboo slips about the ghost cultivators of the Qin Dynasty cutting their souls in half, half into reincarnation, and half sealed up is correct, then sooner or later Ying Ni must absorb that half of the soul, otherwise along with the cultivator For diligence, the imperfection of the soul can cause big trouble.

This is also the reason why the ghost cultivator of the Qin Dynasty dared to divide the soul. He was not afraid that the half of the souls that had entered reincarnation would not go to the ghost mirror. As long as they embarked on the path of cultivation, they would always investigate the mysteries hidden in themselves.And as long as you want to have a complete soul, you have to risk being swallowed by half of the soul in the ghost mirror.

Mu Feng understands this, since there are still so many problems to be solved, and even life and death are not certain, it is a bit superfluous to talk about feelings now.

"I might stay in the capital. Didn't I just go to the port city during the summer vacation?" Mu Feng really has no decision. The little black lion may come back to visit him this year, and Xiao Wu is also in the store. Not alone.

Yang Lianghe felt a little sympathetic to Ying Ni, thinking that Ying Ni was alone. "Then it's only one person who wins the boss, and the Spring Festival should be more lively."

Mu Feng Shen Mo didn't answer, he needs to think about it carefully, the perspective of a friend is different from that of a lover, that's why he realized that he fell in love with a man, although the person he liked didn't surprise him, But it is still difficult for him to adjust his mentality immediately to confess.Being able to chat with Yang Lianghe pretending to be nonchalant was already a result of his mental strength.

"Old Yang, do you really think it's normal to be in a same-sex relationship?" Mu Feng asked this question softly after a silence.

Yang Lianghe's eyes flickered, "Master, do you think homosexuality is normal?" ', he remembered that scene.Yang Lianghe didn't answer directly, but stood up, took the thermos bottle and added some hot water to their cups.

Through the mist, Mu Feng couldn't see Yang Lianghe's expression clearly.

Yang Lianghe said somewhat sadly, "It's luck if you have someone you really love. Marriage is something that Yuelao uses a red thread to bring two people who are far away in the sky together, but you really have to hold each other in your hands to be at ease. After all, the red thread is a thread, and it is uncertain when it will break."

"You also have something broken?" Jia Anshun returned to the dormitory at this time, only heard the second part of Yang Lianghe's words, and put the things in his hand on the table with a bitter face, "My umbrella is also broken. It’s snowing outside today, and I wanted to try out what it’s like to hold an umbrella in the snow on a whim, who would have thought that it would be broken by a lump of something.”

Obviously, the topic just now couldn't be continued, Jia Anshun took the topic aside.

Mu Feng saw that what Jia Anshun put on the table turned out to be an oil-paper umbrella. It seems that Jia Anshun didn't hold up an umbrella in the snow on a whim, but probably got this umbrella to pretend to be a literary and artistic atmosphere to attract someone. "Where did it break? It just smashed the umbrella, didn't it hit the head?"

Listening to Mu Feng's tone, Jia Anshun heard a hint of ridicule.

Thinking of walking by the lake with Xinyi's girl just now, and sharing an umbrella with the snow in the winter, I have some sense of being struck by lightning, but I didn't expect that something would really fall from the sky, maybe a relatively large one The snow ball fell from the tree, it may really be the age of the umbrella.

Jia Anshun pointed to an umbrella bone, "I dug this thing out from the bottom of the box at home. I don't know who left the umbrella. It must have been a few years ago. Now most people don't use oiled paper umbrellas. There was a lump of snow. When I got down, the umbrella was broken in one place, but the umbrella surface was not broken. Hey——, if I knew it, I would not imitate the artistic conception in the poem. I just wanted to get some nostalgic feelings, but now it seems that the artistic conception can only be artistic conception. I don’t know Can it be repaired? Although this umbrella has been used for a long time, it is a pity that it is broken. Please do me a little favor, please ask if there is anyone in Liulichang Street who knows how to repair oil-paper umbrellas?"

Mu Feng shook his head amusedly, just as he was about to take a closer look, Yang Lianghe had already picked up the oil-paper umbrella before him.Mu Feng saw Yang Lianghe carefully touching the umbrella surface, with a strange expression on his face, as if a little sad, "Old Yang, I didn't hear that you like oiled paper umbrellas, and you can't bear this umbrella to break?"

"How could it be?" Yang Lianghe had already put down the oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Mu Feng, "I haven't seen an oil-paper umbrella before, I'm just curious."

Mu Feng looked at Yang Lianghe hesitantly and felt that what he said was insincere.As soon as Mu Feng touched the umbrella, he felt something was wrong. Why was there a trace of aura fluctuating on it, or it didn't stay for long, and it seemed that it was not a snowball that hit Jia Anshun.

Some wanted to know the origin of Jia Anshun's umbrella, but Jia Anshun didn't know.Then Mu Feng agreed to Jia Anshun to help him and asked if anyone could repair it, and took the umbrella away first.

When Mu Feng walked out of the dormitory building, Yang Lianghe stopped him, "Mu, you can also see the fluctuation of the aura left on the umbrella, I think the umbrella itself may also have power, Xiao Wu please look at it See if you can cultivate it, don’t let ordinary people cultivate it, if you can’t cultivate it, it’s fine, just cultivate something.”

"I'll pay attention." Mu Feng thought Yang Lianghe had something to say, but he turned and left.

Before Mu Feng reached the school gate, he was blocked again, and he heard a familiar meow, "Meow——"

It is not an ordinary cat that barks like this, only the little Nian beast.Then Mu Feng looked up and saw the little black lion on the tree. It had already gained a lot of weight. I don't know if it could use magic power to shrink its body, but it couldn't shrink any smaller, and the horns on its head were hidden. There is a layer of white snow on the black fur, which looks a little funny.

The little black lion bit its tail in distress. It really didn't mean it just now, it was just too excited to see the wooden seal when it came back, so when it jumped, it moved a little more and landed on an umbrella.

At first, it was very worried that it would poke a big hole in the umbrella and hurt the people under the umbrella due to its weight, but unexpectedly, it was bounced hard as soon as it fell on the paper umbrella, and it was another butt. land.

Why does my butt hurt every time I come to the world?

In fact, Mu Feng was a little surprised to see the little black lion at this time. The twelfth lunar month has not yet arrived, so how could the Nian beast pass through the gate?

However, I am still very happy to see the little guy again, who must be called the fat black lion now.

The little black lion wanted to jump into Mu Feng's arms, but it learned its lesson this time, if Mu Feng couldn't bear its weight, wouldn't it land on its butt again.It's better to be safe.

It jumped down from the tree and ran to Mu Feng's feet, "Master Mu, I'm here to see you! Ah, is this umbrella yours?"

Only then did the little black lion realize that the oil-paper umbrella in Mu Feng's hand was the one it overwhelmed just now, making its butt land on the ground. Could it be such a coincidence.Should I complain that the umbrella is broken, or apologize for being careless?