"Don't come in" Recalling the embarrassing scene of lighting a fire last time, Huang Shan'er rejected Zhuge Ziyun without hesitation: "It's so late and the tent is small.
It's inconvenient for you to come in, but I can still persist and there is no need to light a fire."
"Junior sister, are you afraid of what senior brother will do to you?"
Zhuge Ziyun's face stiffened and twitched, "Senior brother doesn't have any bad intentions at all."
What he said this time was the truth.
He was frozen like this.
He really didn’t have the heart to think about those dirty things.
He lamented the saying that the ancients said that when you are full and warm, you will think about something.
It is really reasonable.
If you don’t have enough food and clothing, Not warm, I don’t have the heart to think about those things at all "That won't work, it's inconvenient."
Huang Shan'er said a word and fell silent.
"Then I'll light the fire myself, and I'll send you some charcoal after it's lit."
Zhuge Ziyun gritted his teeth, and his cheeks made a creaking sound, like the sound of cracking ice.
Throwing the wet firewood on the ground, Zhuge Ziyun rubbed his hands and used the hell fire he was proud of.
After a long time, he lit the pile of wet firewood he picked up, and a thick smoke came out.
The smoke took advantage of the wind and submerged Huang Shan'er's tent.
"Ahem" Thick smoke filled the tent, and Huang Shaner was choked to tears.
Thinking of the tragic experience last time, she angrily crawled out of her sleeping bag, got out of the tent, and planned to drive Zhuge Ziyun away.
But at this time, a burst of The strong wind came violently and overturned the fire.
Suddenly thick smoke billowed, sparks flew everywhere, and a few flames jumped up and jumped onto Huang Shan'er's head.
"ah" This sudden scene frightened Huang Shan'er to scream, and she threw herself onto the snow on the ground without hesitation.
She was out of danger, but when she stood up again, a few strands of her hair were curled by the perm.
What makes people even more amused is that her face became discolored again, becoming darker and more miserable than last time.
"Zhuge Ziyun, you are so good.
The thing I regret most about going down the mountain this time is that I came out with you this time.
From now on, we will go our separate ways, and I won't recognize you when we return to the sect."
Huang Shan'er hid her feet, her chest trembling, which was touching.
"Junior sister" Zhuge Ziyun swallowed, "I'm sorry."
"Humph."
Huang Shan'er's face was colder than the weather at this time.
She gave Zhuge Ziyun a resentful look, turned around and went back to the tent.
Zhuge Ziyun raised his head, blowing the cold wind of wild hunting, looking at the heavy snow in the sky, two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, which were immediately blown away by the wind and turned into ice particles.
"Damn it, I still don't have enough experience.
I have to admit this time, I'm far behind the Meng guy.
They actually live in a big tent and eat hot pot.
They can just eat and they don't call us.
It's really annoying. " "What, what did you say, senior brother?"
At this time, Huang Shan'er's voice floated out from the tent again, with a strong surprise, "They are eating hot pot in the tent."
"Yes."
Zhuge Ziyun gritted his teeth fiercely, "Don't you smell the smell of mutton?"
"No wonder, this is really amazing."
Huang Shan'er blinked her beautiful eyes and her eyes brightened.
After thinking for a while, she got out of the tent and walked towards Meng Fan's tent, muttering in a low voice, "Maybe there is Senior brother is here, but they are too embarrassed to call me to make hot pot.
They can’t even remember the last time they had it.”
Seeing Huang Shan'er leaving, Zhuge Ziyun reached out and slapped himself in the face, which made his cheek hurt: "I'm so talkative."
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In the huge tent, Meng Fan and the others welcomed Huang Shan'er's arrival.
They warmly greeted her to sit down and handed her a pair of chopsticks.
However, they saw that her face was dark again and her hair seemed to be covered with something.
The permed look was even more miserable than when they first met him, so they couldn't help but feel strange, but Huang Shan'er didn't say anything, and they didn't have the nerve to ask.
"Brother Meng Fan, Sister Shangguan, Brother Erxie, you're welcome."
Huang Shan'er looked at the steaming shabu-shabu, licked her dry lips, and put her chopsticks into the pot.
"This girl is really pitiful."
Shangguan Ning had never seen Huang Shaner's cold and proud look in Huyang Temple, and couldn't help but sympathize with her.
While eating hot pot, Zhuge Ziyun was not idle there either.
He found some more firewood and carefully lit it in his tent.
His hatred for Meng Fan deepened a lot.
He always felt that this time He was inexplicably tricked by Meng Fan again.
Thick smoke spread in Zhuge Ziyun's tent, and his face was blackened, but he no longer cared about it.
He put his hand on the fire and burned it, grinning: "Do it yourself, you will have enough food and clothing."
At this time, at the entrance of the tomb, there were several figures standing there, shivering in the wind and snow, and curses could be heard from time to time.
"This damn weather is so troublesome.
There's no point in us all guarding here.
Let's just send a representative to guard it."
"Who will I send?
Who is willing to guard the entrance of the cave at this time?"
"I'll let you stay here, are you willing?"
As they were talking, the figures suddenly focused their attention on a young man.
The young man suddenly took a few steps back, stood in the wind and snow, and shook his head like a rattle: " Don’t look at me, don’t look at me.”
"Little Shitou, you have the lowest level of cultivation here.
When the time comes to go to the tomb, you won't be able to find anything good."
At this time, an old man wearing a black mandarin jacket spoke, "Well, you guard the entrance of the cave here.
When the time comes for you to go to the grave, everyone will give you something, so you won’t suffer in vain.”
"Uncle Zhang, I'm afraid."
Hearing this, the young man named Xiao Shitou glanced at the dark entrance of the tomb with a look of horror in his eyes, "What if that thing crawls out again?
It will kill people.
Last time I went there Two people died at one time, I can’t handle it alone.”
"What are you afraid of?
I can't trust you, uncle."
The old man flicked the snow on his beard with his dry fingers and glared at the young man, "Uncle is already prepared.
As long as that thing dares to come out, uncle will definitely kill it."
When you see him, just shout."
"I'm still scared."
The young man clasped his hands on his chest, his body trembling.
"That's it."
The old man waved his hand and glanced at everyone, "Everyone, go back to the tent, listen carefully to what's going on here, and rush over as soon as there is any disturbance.
Remember, not only us, but also others are here.
People, they all use their tricks to their best advantage.”
After saying that, the old man took the lead and walked towards a nearby tent.
The others glanced at the young man with schadenfreude, then returned to their respective tents with teasing smiles, and there was no movement.
"They all bully me, they all bully me."
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Tears welled up in the young man's eyes.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.
It hurt.
"When I go to the grave, I will definitely find a unique skill and trample you all under my feet."
Finally, he remembered another sentence and said angrily: "Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty."
In the wind and snow, with tears in his eyes, the young man stood at the entrance of the cave, followed Meng Fan's example, and threw a stone inside.
He raised his head and glanced at the night sky, where heavy snow was flying all over the sky.
Perhaps it was the wind and snow that affected his senses.
He didn't notice that when the stone was thrown, there was no echo, as if it was caught by something. s: I wish everyone a happy reading.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so remember to call your family more often
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