Chapter 407 Wuliang Mountain
Chapter 407 Wuliang Mountain
After the three of them finished eating, Zhang Zifeng returned to the room.
Leng Hanyan lay on the bed, feeling depressed.
Nan Jiu took out his cell phone and took a look at it.
"It's 12 o'clock, go to bed."
Leng Hanyan stared at the roof in a daze.
Nan Jiu glanced at him from the side.
She looked gloomy.
"You were sad after hearing Zhang Zifeng's story."
Leng Hanyan turned her head, sighed, and stared at him.
"I was wondering why Zifeng lived his life."
"This is the fate of people who practice Taoism. People who practice Taoism and Buddhism must cut off the worldly affairs and purify their six senses. He is not stained by the dust, and practicing Taoism is his mission, isn't it?"
"Oh."
"fool."
Nanjiu was afraid that she was cold, so he turned his head to stare at her.
"Come into my arms."
Leng Hanyan pursed her lips and shrank obediently into his arms.
When he was around, although I was worried about my son, I was also afraid that someone would find my daughter.
But she is still happy...
Who doesn’t encounter some hardships in life?
Smelling his body fragrance, she slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, sunlight refracted through the window and sprinkled on the bed.
The top of the mountain is the coldest at night, but you’ll also be the first to see the sunrise in the morning!
Leng Hanyan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her eyebrows twitched up and down, and she slowly opened her eyes.
He raised his hand and touched something beside him.
Empty.
"Husband, husband."
And there came a sound from the kitchen.
"Wife, you're awake, get up and eat."
"Know it."
After getting up, Nanjiu was busy in the kitchen.
At this time Yi Fan was also standing outside the door.
The red sun hangs in the sky, and its residual heat spreads to the earth. In an instant, every cell in the body becomes warm.
"Morning, Sister Yan"
"You are so familiar, kid."
"I'm going to see what delicious food my brother is making."
Having said this, he ran over happily, and even walked in a somewhat nonchalant manner.
With such a lively and optimistic attitude, who would have thought that the world has never given him warmth?
As strong, brave and lively as a child who has been spoiled since childhood.
Leng Hanyan went to the waterside to brush her teeth and wash her face in one go.
Come to the kitchen,
Nanjiu took out the steamed buns and placed them in a bowl.
Yi Fan took it and put it on the dining table.
It was so familiar, like a long-lost family reunion.
Leng Hanyan put her hands on the door and put half of her head into the kitchen.
"Yifan, have you forgotten something?"
If I remember correctly, he hasn't rinsed his mouth yet.
"No!"
After saying that, he picked up a steamed bun and put it in his mouth.
, "Well, I haven't eaten whole grains for a long time."
He took a bite and made a very satisfied gesture.
"Since you don't brush your teeth or rinse your mouth, just eat."
Leng Hanyan was stunned.
Yi Fan glanced at him with a smile.
"I am a monk, why should I wash my face or brush my teeth?"
Leng Hanyan was shocked and opened her eyes wide.
"So how often do you take a shower?"
Yi Fan tilted his head and thought for a long time in his sleep.
"Maybe, once last year, but I haven't encountered any water damage this year."
Leng Hanyan stared at him as he said something shocking.
"I haven't showered for so long, I guess you're going to get bulging eyes."
“A new word again.”
Nan Jiu placed the chopsticks and turned to look at the two of them.
"He spent a lot of time with mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. I estimate that when he was in the mountains, he didn't see water for several years, and when he was in the river, he took a bath every day."
"Yeah, almost."
But seeing how glamorous and good-looking they are, and how particular they are about food.
Yi Fan answered carelessly, but he was still a little embarrassed.
He turned and headed towards the water view.
Nan Jiu's mouth corners raised helplessly.
"I am a person who has left the secular world. See, I have made even the immortal cultivators feel embarrassed?"
Sure enough, not long after, Yi Fan walked in with wet hands and sat on the bench.
When seeing delicious food, one naturally starts to gobble it up.
After eating and drinking, he burped with satisfaction.
Stretched.
"Ah, I haven't had a full meal in a long, long time."
I looked down at the few steamed buns and the scant porridge at the bottom of the pot.
Jin's face turned slightly red.
Leng Hanyan and Nanjiu stared at him in disbelief the whole time, until Yi Fan had only a little left.
Every time Yi Fan took a bite, the other two followed suit, swallowing their saliva.
It looks like some delicacies from land and sea.
Since when did a couple get to watch food shows for free?
Nanjiu's eyelashes curled slightly and the corners of her mouth turned up.
After listening to Yi Fan's story, their attitude towards his behavior was no longer disgust, but sympathy and admiration instead.
There is an indescribable feeling of bitterness in my heart.
The two of them ate the rest in silence, and then the three of them headed towards Wuliang Mountain.
Unexpectedly, there is a small path behind Yunwu Temple that leads to Wuliang Mountain.
Wuliang Mountain is also the highest among the overlapping mountains.
Not far from the back door of the temple, there is a signpost standing in the distance.
There are several big characters "Wuliang Mountain" on it.
Further back is a small path that winds its way to the top of the mountain.
When we reached the top of the mountain, it was already evening and the top was pitch black.
But there are peaks on top of infinite peaks.
There is a small mountain at the top.
Yi Fan took out the Yin-Yang Plate.
The pointer of the Yin-Yang disk was just pointing at the mountain in front of it, of which only a black shadow remained.
"Sister Yan, look there's another one there. I think the dragon is at that location."
After saying that, he walked forward.
"Follow me. If there is any danger, I will protect you."
Yi Fan held the Yin-Yang Plate in one hand and used the other hand to clear the path that was almost covered with dense resin.
However, Leng Hanyan and Nan Jiu seemed much calmer and composed.
Look at Yi Fan, he looks nervous and tense.
There was clearly nothing there except darkness.
It seemed like Yi Fan was just bluffing.
Nanjiu held a flashlight in one hand and pulled away the branches with the other.
With every step he took, he carefully removed all the branches until there was not a single one left.
"Wife, please go over there quickly."
Yi Fan looked left and right, confused as if there was a demon in front of him. When he heard Nan Jiu's voice, Yi Fan turned around and looked up and down with his smart eyes.
"You're a wife-protecting maniac."
Nan Jiu rolled his eyes coldly.
At this moment, there was a sudden "wow" sound in the woods.
Something flew out of the woods.
Yi Fan jumped back in fright.
Leng Hanyan let out an "Ah."
He suddenly threw himself into Nanjiu's arms.
He put his hands on Nanjiu's neck and clamped his legs tightly around Nanjiu's.
After the movement was over.
Yi Fan stared with eyes wide open.
Pointing at Leng Hanyan Nanjiu.
"You, you, you, you."
Seeing his expression, Nan Jiu looked around nervously.
Ask carefully.
"I, I, is there a… behind me..."
Leng Hanyan held Nan Jiu's neck tightly with both hands the whole time, her whole body tense.
I dare not open my eyes.
He wanted to ask if a dragon appeared behind him.
Who knows.
Yi Fan pointed at Leng Hanyan and slapped his thigh while saying
"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, hahahaha. A bird can scare you like this, and you still dare to come out to check the dragon. Hahahaha."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Only then did Leng Hanyan get off Nan Jiu.
He rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"If it's a bird, why are you so scared? I really thought a dragon had appeared. Why did you jump so suddenly in the pitch black?"
He also didn't expect Leng Hanyan to be so scared.
But he didn't mean to scare him.
"In the deep mountains and old forests, if there is any sudden movement, you will subconsciously jump back. If you don't jump back, if it is a jackal lying prone, you will be waiting for it to eat you."
Leng Hanyan was puffing and pouting.
Even without the dragon, this pitch-black night is enough to keep you company.
She crossed her arms and frowned.
"Honey, I'm holding your hand."
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