Thousand Autumns

At the moonlit night, holding the lantern's Shen, a sincere welcome smile appeared: "Of course not, please come in, have you used your meal?"

Yan Wushi didn't want to answer such a boring question. Somehow, when he got to his mouth, it turned out: "Not yet."

Shen Yan smiled: "That's right, come in quickly, watch the Lord they are cooking noodles!"

He used to be able to look around during the day, but at night, the worse his eyes are, the more difficult he is to see the lantern, and the way of Taoism is not very familiar. Suddenly, the whole person almost fell forward.

A martial arts master who could kill Huo Xijing and repel Duan Wenji, but was stumbled by the stone steps, saying that he was afraid to make people laugh.

Fortunately, a hand suddenly stretched out, just grabbing his waist and holding people.

"Your footwork is a bit anxious, unlike your usual." Yan Wushi said.

Shen Min chuckled and said nothing: "The noodles are going to be cold. If you haven't eaten yet, go faster."

Who knows that he took Yan Wushi back to the stove, but the Lord just sucked the last noodle into his mouth and felt his round belly. Regretfully, "Shen Langjun, you're late, the noodles are gone. "

Shen Zhen introduced them: "This is my friend, surname Yan."

The apprentice stood up: "Shen Langjun, I have a bowl for you. You can share with Yan Langjun."

Guan Guan gave him a glance: "It's up to you!"

When I saw Yan Wushi standing behind Shen Ye, Guan Guan had originally "why had another one, but only one bowl was left", and then swallowed it back. He almost couldn't maintain the subject in front of Yan Wushi. Majestic, even began to feel restless, had to get up and leave the sentence "then slowly eat," and quickly walked away.

The apprentice brought noodles that Shen Yun hadn't eaten in the morning, and looked at Yan Wushi in embarrassment: "There is only one bowl."

The noodles are already a little glutinous. This kind of food is asking Yan Wushi to eat it, and Yan Wushi may not be willing to eat it.

But for the audience of Bailong, it was a ration that had been collected for several months. They even planned to eat it again during the Chinese New Year, but they were taken out in advance due to Shen's arrival.

Shen Xie thanked Xiaodao Tong and said to Yan Wushi, "I'll give you some?"

Yan Wushi: "No."

Shen Yan smiled: "Although the noodles are a little bit cold, their sauce and radish are very good. You might as well try it."

He knew that the other party always loved to clean, first washed the chopsticks, and then covered the sauce and radishes in the bowl, and took out the wild vegetables that did not touch the noodles one by one, and put them in the bowl in front of Yan Wushi. That bowl of mushy and dry noodles was drizzled with sauce and started eating.

Yan Wushi frowned and looked at the half-bowl of wild vegetables and radish in front of him. After a long time, he picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

The taste at the entrance is actually not so unpleasant.

"Yan Zong's business is done?" Shen Yan asked.

"Not yet." Yan Wushi only said one thing, did anyone see it, how could it not be done? He didn't say much, and Shen Ye didn't ask any more.

Who knew Yan Wushi turned sharply: "You just saw me coming, are you very happy?"

Shen Ye nodded slightly and nodded and smiled: "Yes, I thought you and I parted ways, maybe it would take a long time to meet again. Didn't expect to see you so soon, isn't it a good thing?"

"I just heard you introduce them to me and said that I am your friend?" Yan Wushi capped the edge of the soup bowl with a playful expression on his face.

This soup bowl has a very rough workmanship, and because of its long use, it leaves a thick layer of dirt on it, which can't be washed away no matter how washed.

Shen Yun: "Yes, it's always easier to say friends when you go out, and you're not afraid to ask them more."

Yan Wushi gazed at him: "How about you, in your heart, also treat this seat as a friend?"

Shen Ye: "Comrades are friends and comrades are friends. Although I and Master Zong are not the same teacher or comrade, but you have saved my life. They are not related to each other and have a long history. How can they be called? Just a friend. "

Yan Wushi: "Aren't you afraid that others will say that you are attached to the Demon King, and be willing to fall?"

Shen Yan smiled: "I understand what I'm doing is enough. Why should I care about other people's thoughts? After I went down the mountain, what I saw and heard made me feel a lot, and even made me understand that in the past I stuck to the mountain path, But it ’s a trail, like Lord Zong, and assisting Zhou, if the world can be unified, Uchii clarified that the people do n’t have to be displaced, eat easily and eat, as long as they have hands and feet, they can rely on labor to get paid. stop."

Yan Wushi said, "You don't have to pile up a hat on this seat. I and Yuwen are two, but each takes what I need. I only do what I want to do because I want to do it, never for others. . "

Shen Huan: "Even if you have malicious intentions, if you can achieve good results, you can count on it, don't you?"

Yan Wushi watched him for a while, and said for a long time, "So, are we friends?"

Shen Yan nodded with a smile: "If Lord Yan doesn't disapprove me of Gao Pan."

The strange look flashed on his face, and before Shen Yan had time to see it clearly, Wusong Yan returned to the casual laziness: "This Taoist temple is so simple, how can there be a place to stay?"

Shen Chen laughed: "Then you can only wrong yourself temporarily with me."

Chapter 45

In fact, unless Yan Wushi was willing to go to sleep and watch the house where they had slept, or simply left Daoguan to find another place of residence, there was only the option of living in the same house as Shen Ye.

Anyway, Shen Yan just cleaned it, and the quilt was just tanned by the apprentice's apprentice two days ago. It still has a smell of sun exposure on it, which smells good.

The bed was originally intended for a single person. The two lying on it must have been a little crowded, but Shen Xun said to him, "You sleep, I meditate, and by the way, it will take a while."

The room was simple, the moonlight leaked through the broken window paper, and the night breeze slipped in together. Fortunately, the weather was not cold at this time, and the two were masters of martial arts.

Shen Yan sat cross-legged, with his back straight, green pines and green bamboo. As it was summer, clothes became thinner and he could still see the waistline below.

Time passed little by little, and the sky was cold and cold.

Yan Wushi looked at his back, suddenly a finger flashed, and point to his back!

Shen Yun is immersed in meditation and is entering a state of mystery and mystery. However, if the martial arts practitioners are not retreat, and they are in a strange environment, they will certainly shed a ray of mind to be alert to the bad situation outside the body, so as not to be secretly calculated, but He only defended against foreign enemies, but did not expect Yan Wushi next to shoot.

Although the ray of vigilance made him wake up soon after entering the finals, but his current martial arts was worse than the opponent by more than a star and a half, and the two sides were too close. When the reaction was complete, several points in the back had already been taken. Locked, people can't move.

Yan Wushi touched his cheek, and couldn't help sighing, "Ah, why do you always trust others so easily?"

Shen Yanmei: "I thought we were friends."

Yan Wushi smiled slightly: "This should blame yourself. If you didn't say a friend, I would probably do it to you later. No one in this place can recover any martial arts skills. No, everyone who is ridiculed to be friends? "

Shen Yan stopped talking.

Yan Wushi picked him up horizontally, got out of the house, and went straight out.

Even holding a person doesn't prevent him from walking lightly, without leaves on the moon, leaving robes wide-sleeved and blowing up in the wind, his posture is beautiful and chic, if someone else is here, he will not believe that such a fairy character will It is the devil who changes the smell of everyone.

"Why don't you ask where we are going?"

Shen Yan didn't speak, and he didn't know he thought he had even been dumb.

Yan Wushi looked down, and the other person even closed his eyes.

He couldn't help laughing: "I'm taking you to meet someone and tell you a story by the way."

"Since people haven't seen it yet, the story can be told first."

"Ten years ago, when I first got" Zhu Yangce ", I was dismissive, because I didn't think there was any military function in this world better than" Feng Lin Yuan Dian ", even if I lost to Qi Feng Ge, I I just think that it is a problem of people who practice martial arts, not the problem of martial arts themselves, because the first generation of the Sun and Moon Sect had trained the "Feng Lin Yuan Dian" to the tenth, that is, the last, whether it was Daomen Still getting started. No one in the world can match it. It is said that he lived 120 years old and finally broke through to the extreme.

"But later, I looked through the classics left by Sun Moon Sect, and found that the legend was wrong. Although the person lived to be 120 years old, he did not sacrifice because he was pursuing a higher realm, but died when he went into a magic explosion. . Although "Feng Lin Yuan Dian" is powerful, it hides a fatal weakness. In short, the human body is equivalent to a container. This container will be reshaped with the increase of internal force in order to adapt to the growth of martial arts. The stronger the person, the stronger the meridian. "

Shen Ye still didn't speak, but the expression on his face had shown that he was listening.

Yan Wushi: "But" Feng Lin Yuan Dian "is just the opposite. The stronger the martial arts are, the greater the restrictions on the body. When the 'container' can no longer adapt to martial arts, people will explode."