Zangfeng with piano

After Zhu Rong left, Yaoshan ushered in a long-lost tranquility.

Accustomed to the peaceful scenery by the West Lake, Shuo Yun still has some resistance to the tranquility of this place, but as time goes by, he also becomes a little bored.After counting the hairs of his own tail for a long time, Shuo Yun began to think about how to pass the time.

When Zhu Rong and Hou Tu came together, the two witches heard a melodious music from afar.

Zhu Rong was taken aback, "What's the voice? Didn't Jin Bianmao practice his sword today?"

Houtu glared at him, "Don't keep yelling, he's still a child!"

"Then what's the matter, he still calls me Red Monkey!" Zhu Rong said nonchalantly, "He said it's called informal...whatever it is..."

Hou Tu stomped his feet angrily and walked away quickly.

Going around the stacked bushes, the two witches saw the dazzling gold on the stone platform by the lake.

I saw Shuo Yun sitting cross-legged, holding a round object made of wood with a circle of regularly distributed holes in his hand. He pressed his fingers on the small hole, and blew from above a few times from time to time, from which a wonderful sound came out. Sometimes he would frown again, pick up a small knife and carve a few more times, with an extremely focused expression, until the two witches came close to him, then he seemed to raise his head.

Jinhong's pupils met Houtu just like that, and he blinked in confusion.

so cute!Houtu seemed to hear an unknown fire sprang up in his head, burning his usually careful IQ to bits and pieces. The screen was wiped by these three words before his eyes, and his body threw himself forward involuntarily.

Shuo Yun's face froze, and after seeing Hou Tu's expression, he knew that something was wrong, and he turned around and ran away in an instant.

After all, when the second young masters were young, who didn't meet the senior sisters who would be crazy from time to time?Being buried in the chest a lot, no matter how stupid you are, you can learn to hide!Why are women in another world different?Look at Wangshu, then look at Houtu, that expression, that movement, there must be a little difference, young master, I will give you the epee!Crane Gui is free!

Houtu saw a golden shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and the cute cub had already jumped a long way, and immediately tiptoed to the ground and chased after it.

Ah, the soft feeling!I really want to pinch! ! !

Because Houtu Shenfa is much better than the senior sisters who hide swords, Shuoyun even hit Yunqisong (2), and used Xiaoqinggong alternately, until he used Yuquan Yuyue to escape behind Zhu Rong, and he escaped a whole robbery.

Ha, why not turn around a thousand times?Why are there almost no knights who use great lightness skills in battle? Consumption is one aspect, and more importantly, the start is slow!Got caught before running a few steps!Even if you get hit, you will fall down!He's not a member of Tiance's group, he can't just gallop on his horse and run away in minutes!

Um, no, Master Jun can't do anything about it, Shuo Yun didn't see a single horse on the prehistoric land after being here for so long!Even if there are, they are all transformed under the command of his father, who dares to ride?The best example is not Bai Ze!

"Little sister, stop making trouble." Zhu Rong saw the cub hiding behind him in a gust of wind, and had no choice but to reach out and stop Houtu.

You also said don't be evil, but you are the scariest, right?

Houtu reluctantly stopped in his tracks.

Shuo Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, no matter if it was for his face or airway, she would never let her catch him.

Zhu Rong rolled his eyes at him, "This is not helping you for nothing!"

Shuo Yunbai went back, "If you want to eat, just say so!"

Shuo Yun's culinary skills are quite good. Although a gentleman is far away from the kitchen, it depends on what kind of gentleman he is. No matter how old the sword is, the word "martial arts" is added after it. In the rivers and lakes, people often eat and sleep in the open, how can they do it if they don’t know how to hunt and cook?

What's more, there is no such thing as cooking in the prehistoric world. Immortals are bigu, and low-level birds and beasts also drink blood. Although the lich and demon tribes have also studied food to a certain extent, at least they have learned how to roast it, but compared with Shuo Yun's cooking, it is still scum.

Having said that, Zhu Rong was the first person in this world to taste Shuo Yun's craftsmanship.

Shuo Yun usually didn't have to eat, it all depends on his interest, so he didn't shirk at the moment, just brewed a pot of spiritual tea and made some refreshments.

Yaoshan Mountain is full of aura, and many plants have taken root here. After a long time, every leaf is filled with aura. Shuo Yun spent a long time finding several kinds of tea that can be drunk from various shrubs. It looks a bit like the Huoshan Huangya of the later generations, but it has a little taste of West Lake Longjing. It is brewed with ice spring water and Jinwu Yangyan. It is refreshing and cool, slightly bitter and fragrant, but it is very delicious.

As for the many times when the fire went out of control and failed to boil the water but burned the wooden cup, Shuo Yun firmly believed that this was a proper dark history and would never let other creatures know.

Zhu Rong dug out two stone altars from under a nearby tree with ease, opened the lids and raised his head to fill them.

"Hey, Red Monkey! That hasn't been brewed yet!" Shuo Yun said immediately, this impatient guy!Didn't he watch and bury this jar?It's only been a few days!The juice didn't come out yet, so what kind of wine could it taste like?

"Gudongdong... I'm thirsty! Gudong..." Zhu Rong's indistinct voice came from behind the jar.

What a shame!Afterwards, his rustic face was red, and he took a piece of pastry angrily, and bit it down angrily.

Then, Shuo Yun once again proved a truth, the fastest way for a woman to change her face.

"Zhu Rong, did you already know...you don't tell us this kind of thing..." Houtu managed to maintain a dignified demeanor, if you ignore her hamster-like face, "It's so delicious... Brother Shuoyun, do you mind if I spread the practice of these things?"

"Yes, but the raw materials are not easy to find." Shuo Yun agreed without thinking. It's just sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Of course, wild sweet-scented osmanthus is delicious, but it's more troublesome to make. It's fine, let's take a step back, even if it can be done, can it be as good as this young master?

"Well, ahem..." Suddenly, Houtu stopped speaking abruptly, and instead coughed and patted his chest vigorously.

Shuo Yun poured a cup of tea and handed it over speechlessly, stupid, choking!

As for the Yaozu?Are so many eyeliners around for nothing?

Zhu Rong drank, and Hou Tu was in a good mood. Shuo Yun looked at these two funny people, sighed helplessly, and his thoughts slowly flew away.

The white horse rustles and asks the water sword, the snow disappears and the plum blossoms are hidden, and the fragrance is far away.

The clear sound belonging to the West Lake drifted away, and the deep tone of Bo's Xun actually showed a sense of tranquility and peace at this moment, like the lake water after noon, sparkling.

Still, I miss it very much, the scenery of West Lake...

When Shuo Yun came back to his senses, he saw Hou Tu looking at him with bright eyes, "Brother Shuo Yun, what is this? What are you doing?"

"You mean this?" Shuo Yun looked at the Xun in his hand, "It's a musical instrument."

Each Xun held by Tibetan sword disciples is an elegant pleasure in leisure time, and it is also a token for lovers, which can be said to be of great significance.

"Musical instruments?"

"Well, everything in time has sound and color, and the sound becomes a rhyme, which is music. A musical instrument is something that has accumulated rhythm and syllables."

"Instruments can be roughly divided into three types: percussion and bombs. Everything can produce sound, such as the sound of wind, water, birdsong, and walking."

"Everything can be used as a tool, ore, vegetation, flesh and blood." Shuo Yun said as he pulled up a hair of his own, and flicked it, making a clang sound, "Even a thread, with different lengths, can have different sounds .”

After talking for a long time, Shuo Yun took a breath. These were all said by the teacher who taught him opera at the beginning. Now he just recited them. When he looked up, he saw that Zhu Rong had moved over at some time, and there were two empty operas behind him. Shitanzi.

"Oh! That's it, that's it! It's very interesting!" Zhu Rong clenched his left hand and clapped his hands. "This is where I got the chance! I want to make one of this musical instrument!"

Shuo Yun couldn't help looking at his fingers, which were as thick as his own sword hilt, and silently mourned for the musical instrument that was about to be born.

According to Zhu Rong's aesthetics, it wouldn't be... Fou, or something like that?

With his funny personality, this is very possible! ! !

The author has something to say: Girls who like cute things are really scary~

Xiaozang searched for a long time, but there was nothing to explain why Zhu Rong would make Fenglaiqin, so let the second young master take the lead here.

The food issue is just a side line to brush up favorability, don't worry about it~

Next there will be a transition, mainly to solve those remaining problems and bugs, after the transition, Changqin will come out~

(1) Chasing the clouds and chasing the moon, the rivers and lakes are small and light, rushing forward for a while, and there are Lingxiao Range Rover to the left, and Yaotai pillow cranes to the right, soaring upwards.

(2) Yunqisong, which greatly increases movement and increases the chance of dodge.