our mountain

On the return journey, the train circled among the mountains, and the sun far away in the sky was wiped out by the cloudy sky, leaving a round of pale and pale shadows. The train sped past, and the mountains seemed to be striding forward like giants.

Crackling—the senior sister rubbed the peanuts, and poured two of them into her palms. Her palms were full of peanuts, and she blew off a thin layer of peanuts, and gently placed them beside my hand.I was a little moved. My senior sister seemed a cold person, but in fact she would gently peel peanuts for her little junior sister. The peanuts piled up. I pretended not to see it. I put my face on the cold glass and watched with my eyes. The tall buildings and villages in the distance, they are shrinking visible to the naked eye, and are left behind by the train.

The senior sister got up and left, and when she came back, she held two cups of hot tea, the table was rickety, and there was no one in the car. The senior sister and I sat side by side, neither of us spoke.

I took the cup and looked at myself from the reflection of my sister's sunglasses.

I am neither short nor tall enough, because I am not yet an adult, and my height still has room for development.I look quite ordinary, and in contrast to my senior sister, ordinary looks extraordinarily cruel.I am not fat nor thin, but I have a little muscle line, because I often plant trees and pick fruits, my skin is not so white, my hair is not too long nor short, I always tie it up with the flow, and use a thin wooden hairpin fixed.The temperament is not good enough, like the security guard carrying the bag next to the senior sister.

The senior sister ate peanuts in silence, and I ate in silence too. The pile of peanuts gradually collapsed and was wiped out. The hot tea was cold. After we drank the tea, Fengyin City arrived.

I will block me because of my shallow knowledge, otherwise he can personally pick up the senior sister back to the mountain under my tip-off.

In the end, my senior sister and I walked together. When we arrived in Fengyin City, no one would care about the low-altitude flight of Fengyinshan monks, but with me as a drag oil bottle, we took the bus in a regular manner, changed to the bus, and then walked, changed Travel Line.

How else can I say that my senior sister is a good person? How can ordinary monks condescend to toss about on the road for hours like ordinary people, but my senior sister has a calm face, and she doesn't speak when people are crowded in the car. No one knows the picture behind the sunglasses. The face is the biggest specialty of Fengyin Mountain, otherwise it will become more crowded.

Because the time on the road was too long, I still took the initiative to talk to my senior sister.

"Senior Sister, do you still want to retreat when you go back?"

"What did the master say?"

"If we go back like this, the outside world will say that you ran away or something?"

In fact, it was useless to ask. After returning to the mountain, I had no contact with my senior sister.After I finished asking, I didn't intend to ask my senior sister to reply to me. As expected, my senior sister asked me softly when I got to the foot of the mountain: "What about you? What are the arrangements for going back to the mountain?"

"Ah, just keep planting trees and picking fruits, surfing the Internet every day, and arguing with Congming... It's boring to think about it."

"You planted the fruit trees on the mountain."

Sister raised her eyes and saw the boundless phoenix fruit trees rustling, and the wind blew through the fruit to make intermittent phoenix calls. We all remembered that a photographer suddenly came to visit our mountain before, saying that my master invited him to take a group photo for us. thing.

At that time, my senior sister and I hadn't had much interaction, and obedience hadn't blocked me.Cong Ming and I sat together to figure this out, where is the abnormality?It is impossible for the master to talk about the group photo in a leisurely manner. After thinking about it, it can only be a photographer's nonsense.

Before Congming crushed the photographer to death with her ass, the master appeared. She has always been a supernatural being, and she lives in a cave in the back mountain that we don’t know. It was indeed Master who called the photographer.

As soon as the misunderstanding was resolved, the senior sister rushed over. She had just left the customs and accepted the task. She was going to leave immediately, but the master summoned her and dared not not to come, so we took that awkward photo.

"Not all of them were planted by me. Some of them were already there in the back mountain. I'm only so old. Trees can't grow faster than me."

"Let's go to the back mountain to see your tree." The senior sister said.

"Ah? Aren't you going to report it to Master? You have to return the artifact." I didn't understand what Senior Sister meant, she looked bitter, and lowered her voice: "Master will scold you."

It turned out that my senior sister is not a fairy, and I immediately felt that we were much closer.

Before we met Master, we dragged as long as we could, shuttling among the fruit trees planted by generations. Some of my small trees were strong and bearing fruit, and some were so weak that they almost fell down. I took out my tools from the orchard to cultivate my tree, the senior sister shuttled back and forth in the forest by herself, the sound of the phoenix singing was continuous.

As I was planting the tree, I forgot the time, forgot that I came back from a long distance, as if I was usually watering the tree, and I forgot my senior sister, only remembering myself, those fruits whispered softly in my ears, as if Very familiar.

Lie down unconsciously and fell asleep, as usual.Our Huaxia planet does not have severe cold and heat, the wind blows from the north, like a song to help sleep, drowsy, no one is around when we wake up, even Feng Yinguo no longer sings, wearing a senior sister's coat.

"Senior Sister—"

When I shouted, there were echoes, and the fruit trees followed.

"came back?"

I jumped up and knelt down to salute in the direction of the sound. I will never forget Master's voice even to the death.

When she approached, I was still thinking about how to explain it, but the master said by himself: "Shou Zuo left."

"what?"

I raised my head because of surprise, and my gray-haired, hundred-something-year-old master stared down at the Fengyin fruit that had just been picked in his hand. She pried it properly and did not hurt the Fengyin fruit.

The senior sister left without a sound, and the master knew about it, so I didn't say anything. I didn't have the courage to ask the senior sister's whereabouts.

Master handed me half of the fruit. I was so stunned that I couldn't recover. I took the fruit and waited for the next part. Master suddenly said, "Is there anything unusual on the way?"

No.

I swallowed those two words, thinking of the fifth woman in the photo.

The woman is silent now, and I don't know if she heard my master's question and answer.She claimed to be my senior sister's senior sister and my master's favorite disciple.I shouldn't believe it, but I dare not say it in front of Master. If she is, what am I?If the master is not sure, he will help her take me away, so that Ku'er will disappear from now on.

Those two words came out again: "No."

"Do you have some experience with cultivation?"

I don't have any experience with cultivation, but I have a lot of experience with cultivation colleges.I held the fruit like holding a spittoon for a noble concubine, lowered my head, hid my expression, and didn't talk about the Cultivation Academy.

"The disciple is stupid..."

"What do you think of the Cultivation Academy?"

What's going on today!I wondered if my master talked to me too much to drive me out of the mountain gate. If it wasn't for the master's pressure, I would have to look up to see if the sun was rising from the east.

"The disciple stayed at the Cultivation Academy for a few days, and the board and lodging were very good."

The behavior of the Cultivation Institute is not bad, but the fact that they deceived the senior sister is enough to blacken me for the rest of my life.The Cultivation Academy was a black ball in my heart, but it was still clean when I dug out two small squares from Tang Yi and Xiao Glasses.

"Where's your senior sister?"

"Ah? Senior sister is fine." I defended subconsciously, and the master coughed: "I asked you to take a closer look at your senior sister, but did you find anything?"

"Uh...you need to practice a lot."

Master finally gave up the idea of ​​reminding me to talk about my experience. When she left, I was still holding the Fengyin fruit, and sent Master away respectfully. The fiery red sound subtracted gradually away, and I dug the fruit I took a bite and breathed a sigh of relief.

Did Master scare me when he said that he would die if he obeyed his orders?The purpose is to let me practice hard and study with my senior sister?

But my master is not a person who likes to talk nonsense. If she really has this purpose, she will definitely not arrange obedience to death again, and let me bring the magic weapon Liuyun Qianlitu.

Wait, this time the senior sister took the Liuyun Thousand Miles Map and ran away?

Sure enough, she still has a grudge against the demon fox, and she just went back to the mountain and left me as a drag bottle.

Isn't that right, the senior sister is extremely powerful and has a divine weapon in her hand, so why isn't the demon fox at hand?

I let go of all my psychological burdens and decided to go back to sleep. I dug out my luggage from the bushes and went back to the house to rest. so dark?

I squinted my eyes and fumbled to get up, when I suddenly bumped into a wall.

"Senior brother—you blocked me! Get out of the way!"

A big mountain stood up with a bang, and moved to sit elsewhere, and the ground rumbled, as if an earthquake was coming.

The morning light was twilight, and the sky was pale white. When I got up to put on my clothes, my senior brother made a humming sound from his nostrils: "Bring it."

"what?"

"Wow, junior sister, you don't talk about loyalty, you are a woman, don't you have any photos of your private house when you get close to Sister Shoujie!" I shouted as if he didn't block me, and my head trembled when I heard it: "Pervert! Who With that kind of thing, you block me and I haven't settled with you yet."

His arrogance disappeared immediately, and he muttered: "I was also angry for a while."

"What's the use of being mad at me, you have the ability to blackmail Master."

"Master doesn't need a terminal..."

"Too."

We fell into silence at the same time. After a short silence, I suddenly found that Cong Ming was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a thick book on his knees.

I stared at the book, still reeling from the sadness of the unobserved photographs.

"You rummaged through my luggage! Obedience! Pull black! Pull black!"

That book is Tang Yi's compilation of the counterattack history of famous monks in the past, and Tang Yi's heartfelt story as a preface.

I didn't plan to take it with me when I came back, but the senior sister saw that my luggage was empty and said, "I just want to take it. After all, I made a rare good friend here. Where are the little glasses? Didn't I leave anything for you?"

"Who is a good friend with her." The enemy of the senior sister is my enemy. I said it with confidence, and the senior sister thought about it: "Aren't you still going to the Cowherd's shop together?"

My explanation is stuck in my stomach. Although the senior sister is only five years older than me, she still treats me as a junior, with the attitude of teaching children to get along with friends, and put this book in for me. .

I climbed over Cong Ming's shoulders like I was going over mountains and ridges, and saw that the luggage hidden behind my back was spread out and turned into a mess.

Thinking that there was nothing else I could take, I snatched Tang Yi's book, planning not to talk to Cong Ming from now on.

He suddenly put me on his shoulders, stood up by himself, and I was spinning for a while.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"Let's go, little junior sister."

He just carried me out like this, as if he was carrying a bag of rice, facing the cool morning breeze, he suddenly threw me up and fell into his fat arms.

"I'm dying! Don't do this! I don't forgive you!"

"Wow——" I was thrown higher, and the wind ran through my messy hair.

"Whoa - higher!"

Throwing me up is a way of apologizing, because I was raised by him. He was this size when he was a child. He threw me in the air to make me laugh when he saw me as a small ball. Now I am 15 years old and soon 16 years old. Oh, he still uses such a naive method, and I don’t know whether to say that he spends all his brains on dirty careers and has no other brains to think about how to coax girls, or it’s because I’m so old that I don’t make any progress, especially this kind of trick... …

In short, I really don't have any personal belongings. He has been rummaging like this since he was a child, so I just rummaged through his.

When he sincerely released me from the blacklist and gave me a day as a sidekick for pruning and pest control, I exposed the incident.

"Comb my hair!" I handed over the hairpin and comb, and the brother snorted that he thought I was a bad fart, and his mouth curled up as if I was going to do something embarrassing.But he made a mistake first, even if I wanted to ride his neck and let him take me around Fengyin Mountain, he had to take me there.

When my senior brother was pinching the orchid and pointing to comb my hair, a stream of light flashed across the sky, and the news from the mountain guard formation showed that there was a visitor, who was still a cultivator.

The reason why our Fengyin Mountain has not been reduced to a scenic spot like other mountains is because of this ancient mountain protection formation. Later, a big boss came to modify it for us and connected it to a personal terminal. invasion.

Brother's terminal is more advanced because it is driven by psychic energy, and can interpret the psychic imprint of incoming people.The psychic brand is the unique identity certificate of the cultivator. As long as the monk is willing, he can add any information he wants to express in it.

Senior brother hastily tied up my hair and glanced down: "Cultivation Academy... Tang Yi...do you know him?"