Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

Xie Ling sent the heavy lightsaber symbolized by the suzerain back to Qixuan Peak, completely resigning from the post of suzerain.

He no longer lived in his dormitory, and moved into a small building.

He often draws pictures, mountains, rivers and snow scenes he has seen, old trees and flowers that he has never seen before, and the paintings are hung in the main hall downstairs, just like Xiao Xun did when he was there.

He also practiced the hole flute, and his skill became more and more proficient day by day, but it was still far behind the person who taught him how to play and led him to the beginning.

On the peak, Yungui repeated the life of sleeping, walking, fishing, and asking Xie Ling for elixir.Yunhe occasionally comes to compete for food, but it is not annoyed, and its attitude is very humble.

Cui Wei has never been to the human world, but he only came to disturb him once in ten and a half months after Yuejiugui.But visiting Xie Ling was not the main purpose of Yue Jiugui, the reason why he came so frequently was to please a girl.

This girl, Xie Ling, is quite familiar. He once sat in the Daoist Hall and analyzed her moves and tactics together with Xiao Xun and Xie Fenglue, who wanted to win the ranking in the Dianshi meeting. Some people in the village have been to the Donghua Banquet, fighting against people from the Yaotai Realm and Qingshan Academy in the secret realm.

She is the grandson of the old patriarch, Wen Lan who holds a huge black ax as a weapon.

Yue Jiugui's mood was half joy and half sorrow.When they met for the first time at the Donghua Banquet, he and Wen Lan were both in the Qingjing Realm. Now three years have passed, and he is still lingering in the original realm, but Wen Lan has been promoted to the Spiritual Empty Realm.

After Xie Ling knew this, she occasionally joked about Yue Jiugui, and occasionally gave him some tricks that were not very clever.

On a certain day in February, Xie Ling found what Xiao Xun had said was hidden in the small building.The man made a secret room in this small building, about the size of an ordinary tea room, with rosewood frames on three sides.

On the shelf in the south are many wooden sculptures, cats in various postures, all wearing bells, and a little wolf sitting or lying on the side.

There are flower pots one after another on the east side, some are buried with seeds, some are inserted with a short branch, and they are checked with spiritual consciousness. They are all about to survive, and they just wait for someone to take them out of here and put them in the sun.

The items on the west shelf are odd and odd, and Xie Ling recognizes some of them, while the rest are intriguing.

There is a table in the middle, scattered with long and short papers of various colors, but none of them have words, except for a little ink mark on the one closest to the edge of the table.

It's the pen that I want to put down.

Xie Ling looked at the piece of paper for a long time, blinked, then raised her head.

Xie Ling began to carry the flower pots on the east shelf, and placed them under the window outside the small building one by one.

When the last pot was placed, he received a letter from outside.

It was Yun Gui who received the letter, and there was a food box with the letter. Xie Ling thought it was something from Yue Jiugui, so she wanted to put it anywhere, but she caught a glimpse of the words "Xie Lingqi" on the envelope , the handwriting is long-lost and familiar.

It is Xiao Xun's word.

This guy's handwriting is like a person's, with scribbled outlines, good-looking and sloppy.

"When it is mid-month, the apricot blossoms on the peak should be in bloom, but the best place to enjoy apricots is Pinghu.

In Pinghu Lake in the middle of the month, the rain has always been affectionate, with light red and light white blooming tips, and the lake water is wrinkled.

Of course, I knew that you would not want to move without me by my side, so I found some Pinghu apricot blossom cakes for you, and tasted it with tea, it was also a taste of the spring feeling of wearing clothes. "

The letter paper exudes a sweet fragrance, as if the misty rain and apricot blossoms of Pinghu have been melted into the ink.

Then there was another one with a lot of neat writing.

"You never told me about your birthday, but I found out secretly, it's a pity that I can't spend it with you.

On the sixth day of February, Lei Jing Bai Chong, Xie Ling, happy birthday. "

He was especially serious when he wrote the word "Xie Ling".Xie Ling read the letter again and again, stood there for a long time, and took the food box to sit in the February spring.

In March, Xie Ling received another letter, and this time it was sent together with the letter, and there was also a large wooden box engraved with spell patterns.

On the letter is still the lazy handwriting:

"The peach moon is coming, it's getting warmer day by day, and your clothes are much lighter. Knowing that you are still too lazy to go out, I picked up a bunch of spring peaches from Taihua Mountain in Lin'an to give you. You can decorate it on the desk in the front hall, or you can put it in my house." in a long mouth bottle.

There is also a lake in Lin'an named Qinghu. Not far from Qinghu, there is a family who make delicious peach blossom cakes.But I'm not going to bring you some, the peach blossom cakes I made are the best. "

Xie Ling opened the wooden box, and it turned out that, as said in the letter, a piece of spring peach was lying on the brocade silk, light red with dew.He thought about it, but he didn't put the peach branch into the bottle, but found a space in the courtyard and inserted it into the soil.

In April, Xie Ling received several tea pots and a soft cloth package.

"Qingming is cold and rainy, Qingtuan is eating right now, Zongmen and Yuejiugui will give you some if you come to Zongmen, but you don't like pastries made of glutinous rice flour, so you can quietly feed them to Yungui.

I bring you this year's new tea, your favorite Guzhu Zisun, my favorite Mengding Ganlu, and the jasmine snow that is suitable for cold drinks.The method of cold extraction is very simple, just put a spoonful of tea, then throw some ice cubes, and wait for it to melt slowly.

I also cut some new clothes for you.You usually wear white, and occasionally change to other colors, mostly blue and blue.This time I picked purple and crimson, the fabric is smooth and cool, and it will be very suitable for summer in a few days. "

There is also a column of small characters at the bottom: "I was planning to include pink and butterfly embroidery in the selection, but I was afraid you would beat me up."

"I will beat you indeed." Xie Ling said softly after reading the letter, opened the cloth bag, took out all the clothes to have a look, and chose a crimson one to change into.

Xiao Xun's letter comes once a month.Xie Ling couldn't quite tell whether it was an early arrangement, or he still had the energy to do these small things in his deep sleep.

Fast forward to May.

This year's summer came very early, and it was hot in the middle of May. The mountain flowers seemed to be afraid of being roasted, and they scrambled to leave the branches and hide in the soil to gather momentum for the spring of the coming year.Only the lotus stands proudly in the water, dancing with the dragonfly.

This is the season when Xie Ling first came to the world.

On summer nights, there are often fireflies flying in the mountains, but few of them fly into the Taoist temple. They are afraid of the breath here, afraid of the formation here, and dare not approach.Xie Ling always had to walk halfway up the mountain, near the lake, to see the continuous fireflies.

One night after the beginning of summer this year, Xie Ling found a single firefly outside the small building.

It was only the size of a nail shell, smaller than the ones Xie Ling had seen on the mountainside, and it emitted a faint light in the unlit courtyard after nightfall.

Xie Ling walked in the courtyard, it floated to follow Xie Ling; Xie Ling went back to the small building, it flew in from the window; Xie Ling lay down on the bed, it stopped on one side.

But when Xie Ling pointed at it, it dodged away.

"I didn't see you shy before." Xie Ling said to the firefly.

On the second night, it appeared outside the small building again, and flew into the house with a reddish light.

Xie Ling was sitting at the table drawing, it circled around Xie Ling and stopped on his shoulder.

The same goes for the third night.

Xie Ling felt that the firefly had some friendship with him, and thought about what to feed, but he really didn't know the firefly's recipe, so he had to place a bowl of water with spiritual power under the window.

Fireflies have a short lifespan, crawling out of the soil and only living for a few days.It stayed with Xie Ling for the whole summer.Xie Ling guessed that it was because he obtained spiritual power from him.

On the first day of September, there was a rain in the mountains. Xie Ling placed a barrier at the place where the fireflies inhabited during the day to prevent them from being drenched by the rain. Ye Lai waited in front of the window, but he did not wait for it to appear.

It didn't come on the second day of September either.

The same goes for the third, fourth, and fifth days.

After all, it did not survive the autumn coolness.

Xie Ling no longer placed the water bowl under the window, no longer looking forward to the faint and quiet light.

The night rain rises to clear the pond.

The human world is stained with autumn, the green branches and leaves fade, and the eyes are withered and desolate.

The wind blows from cold places.

This September, Xie Ling did not receive any letter from Xiao Xun.

There was no news in October, and the peach branch that Xie Ling inserted in the courtyard did not survive.

In November, when the first snowfall of this winter fell on the Human Realm, Hefeng was closed and no visitors were allowed.

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