How did you wear it!

Ye Wuqing stretched his right hand directly under the pottery bowl, held a handful of wheat grains in his palm, and brought them close to his eyes for a closer look.

It was not too early, the morning dew was basically dried by the sun hanging in the air, the shortest hour hand on the pocket watch clearly pointed to nine o'clock, and he was the only one in the whole mountain valley, the breeze was blowing, especially with a third of spring cold.

Dozens of wheat grains gathered into a small pointed pile in the palm of his hand, this pile is golden yellow, each wheat grain is bulging, one end is slightly round, the other end is slightly pointed, the pointed end is slightly white, There are also some fine fluff.They are very clean, and there is almost no remaining chaff, and the sound of rustling is constantly playing. After a long time, some beautiful rhythms can be heard.

"No one here will go hungry anymore..."

Ye Wuqing had naturally seen the wheat grains on their side.

Short and shriveled, most of them are covered with a layer of withered yellow shells, and some shells are even attached with long, pointed wheat awns. If you grab them with bare hands, your fingers will be pricked by the wheat awns if you are not careful.If a bowl of wheat is poured into a grain tank, the sound will not be rustling, but rustling, messy and weak.

Because the wheat grains in the clay bowl kept falling, and soon the waist-high sack was full.

Beside the full sack, another empty sack propped up by a tripod is ready. Ye Wuqing guessed that the time would be almost up, so he turned over the upside-down pottery bowl, and then quickly transferred it to the other side. It is upside down and put away.

Last night, Xiao Qiao passed over twenty sacks in one breath, and Ye Wuqing made two tripods overnight according to the size of the sacks.Things are very simple, but it saves him a lot of trouble.

He just stood there and watched the sack bulge little by little, but he didn't feel bored at all.The white horse grazing smelled the smell of grain from afar, lowered its head and struggled for a long time, finally let go of the rein that was tied to it, trotted over, and plunged its big head into Ye Wuqing's arms At the same time, a pair of big and round eyes looked furtively at the mouth of the sack, its lips turned up, revealing a row of white teeth, and it snorted heavily.

"Be honest!"

The big white horse's eyes were wet, and Ye Wuqing refused to leave even though Ye Wuqing pushed it.

"I'll whip you sooner or later!"

Ye Wuqing patted it on the big head, and finally grabbed a handful of wheat grains from the sack and let the big white horse lick it clean.

After eating it, it still seemed unsatisfied, but its owner refused to get used to his stinking problem, so he took the rein and tied a knot on the tree at the entrance of the col, ensuring that no matter how hard he struggled, he would not be able to loosen it. opened.

"what?"

Ye Wuqing's ears moved, why couldn't he hear the familiar rustling sound?

He took a closer look, and sure enough the wheat grains in the pottery bowl had stopped flowing. He lifted the upside-down pottery bowl, and found that there was a white background with a black screen on the hollow board... a mobile phone?

It should be a mobile phone, very similar to his one, but the color is different.

There is also a small note under the phone.

"Dear Xiaoqing, Yours sincerely:"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Perhaps Xiao Qiao was not good at writing that empty word, but he was quite good at taking advantage of it. He directly scribbled and turned it into a black line, hoping to get away with it.

"So, Xiao Qing, if you are idle, you are idle, show me the sword dance!"

"That mobile phone is what I usually use, and the method of using it is similar to yours. You didn't even show your face when you took a video last time. It's so unkind! This time it must be a close-up! I haven't seen the legend yet. What does the martial arts in the movie look like? Can you really fly over walls and defeat a hundred? Just satisfy my curiosity, please? (づ￣3￣)づ"

He quickly scanned the content of the small note, took out a signature pen from his arms in a ridiculous manner, and wrote: "Okay, but I'm not good at sword dancing, I can only kill people."

After passing the small note, it reappeared in a short while: "Here—you—kneel—! What I want is killing skills, the kind that can feel the killing intent rushing towards my face! I give you 15 minutes, After 15 minutes, I will stop for a while to pass on the wheat, and you take the opportunity to send me my mobile phone back. ps: just take advantage of this gap, you can pass your mobile phone to me now, and I will play "The Secret History of Xiaoyao Wangfei" for you The three, four, and five episodes! Really, if I don’t mention it, are you embarrassed to ask me? Don’t be polite to me!”

... No one is polite to you!

Ye Wuqing's fingers pinching the note suddenly stiffened for a moment, and he really wanted to write on the paper that he had forgotten his mobile phone, but when he looked at the grainy wheat, his weak conscience overcame his inner struggle, sighed, he In the end, he didn't write anything, but gently put the black mobile phone into the pottery bowl.

The rustling sound became coherent again.

Turn on the white phone, tap the camera icon, and swipe right to the camera interface.

He now knows that when the mobile phone is shooting, it will only take a small area that the camera is directly facing, and the farther away it is, the larger the area will be.

After finding a branch with a suitable height, Ye Wuqing has not yet grasped the true meaning of delayed video, so he can only turn it on first, and after confirming that the camera is working normally, he then turns the phone over, adjusts the angle, and places it.

His sword never leaves his body.

It is said to be a sword, but it is actually a bit like a combination of a knife and a sword. The blade is thin and narrow, with one side slightly thicker, engraved with a groove about two millimeters wide, and the other side is very sharp, and it looks cold.There is a slightly raised arc at the tip of the sword, and when it is drawn out of the scabbard, it will make a "buzz", as if cheering more and more.

Ye Wuqing didn't look up at the camera.

What he said was not good at sword dancing, only killing skills, absolutely no lie.

……got windy.

……

While Qiao Yiqiao downloaded "The Secret History of Xiaoyao Princess" for his fans, he kept an eye on the time.Because of the itching in his heart, he spent the short 15 minutes like a year, and he couldn't sit still!Holding the black mobile phone, he walked around the edge of the swimming pool.

After turning around for a while, he slapped himself on the forehead again: "Oh, why am I so stupid!"

He ran to the room and found a European-style standing mirror with a bracket, picked out a Feng Shui treasure and placed it, and stood in front of the standing mirror to measure it carefully.

"Ahhh, I forgot to take off my makeup!"

He is still wearing a layer of make-up on his face now, compared to just now, he only took off the dull black-rimmed glasses, and his darker skin is paired with a green sportswear, no matter how you look at it, your eyes are hot.

I quickly went to remove my makeup again, and I just used ginseng pearl cream and ginseng essential oil hydrosol for skin care. Now I stand in front of the mirror again. Although the clothes are still the same, the effect is not the same. Two people!

It is not an exaggeration to be reborn!

Turning on Xiao Qing's phone to check the time, only to find that he was already 15 minutes late for more than 10 minutes! "The Secret History of the Concubine Xiaoyao" let alone three, four or five episodes, now the eighth episode is down to two-thirds!

He quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote a few words, then pulled up the pipe and put it away, suspending the output of wheat grains.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Qing, I wasted a little time. I've added a few more episodes of "The Secret History of Princess Xiaoyao", let's take it as compensation for you!"

He stared eagerly at the pottery bowl and waited for a while, then his white mobile phone appeared.

Picking up the phone, I searched over and over again for a while, but I didn't find any note...

Xiao Qing really...how much time does it take to write a few sentences!

Suppressing his slightly excited mood, Qiao Yiqiao took out the mobile phone at the bottom of the bowl, clicked on the photo album, and found the newly added video - it was six and a half minutes long, and the fixed image on the cover was a peach blossom tree that was just blooming. In the distance, there are delicate fresh greens and slightly undulating mountains.

How beautiful!

He clicked the black triangle icon in the middle of the video.

The picture quickly jumped from the scene of peach trees and mountains, and a face with downcast eyes suddenly emerged.

Qiao Yiqiao immediately held his breath, opened his eyes wide, and took a closer look.

Unlike in the first video, Xiao Qing's face was just quickly skipped, leaving only a rough outline.

This time, there is finally a clear close-up!

His eyebrows are well formed, his long eyebrows fly into his temples slantingly, the color is neither too dark nor too light, his eyes are very standard phoenix eyes, black and white are distinct, as clear as autumn waters and cold pools.The bridge of the nose is high and straight, but the lip shape is a little thinner, but a small lip bead protruding from the upper lip neutralizes the lack of emotion brought by the thin lips, adding a bit of cuteness.

Qiao Yiqiao finally fixed his gaze on the protruding Adam's apple in the middle of his neck.

After taking a look, he couldn't help touching his Adam's apple with his right hand.

Wocao!

lost...

The close-up of Ye Wuqing's face only lasted for two or three seconds. After a slight shake, the screen stabilized. He should have fixed the phone somewhere, and he was walking towards the distance while freely Pull out the long sword.

"Om~"

Ye Wuqing was under the peach blossom tree, and made a gesture that seemed to be understated and unintentional.

Boom, boom, boom!

Qiao Yiqiao was outside the camera, biting his lips with nervous eyes unwilling to blink.

It turns out that such a thing as "momentum" really exists!

It is invisible and qualityless, but it can show its own sense of existence wantonly!

The wind is surging.

The sword is astonishing!

It is completely different from the soft flower shelf in the TV series, this is not a sword dance for the audience to entertain at all.Fallen flowers and leaves of grass are rolled up by the sword energy, and there are many waves - the outside is a weak beauty, and the inside is a chilling wind, extremely quiet and extremely dynamic, this feeling seems to be in different dimensions, with Qiao Yiqiao carefully sketched even in modern times. In the blockbuster, I have never experienced the heartyness!

At the end of the video, Ye Wuxiang strikes with a sword in the direction of the camera. Under the brighter sunlight, it looks like a rainbow piercing the sun——

Qiao Yiqiao clutched his heart, and licked his lips that had become dry and hot for some time.

The author has something to say: Qiao Yiqiao: Thank you everyone, I am dead, and the book is over.