How many times the group portrait is spring

The sky in southern Xinjiang has cleared up, Nan Siyuan hasn't left yet, and walks leisurely on the path every day with his fly whisk, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he wants to scare Jiu, the high priest of the Gu clan.

When Jing Rong and him met, they would occasionally talk a few words. Nan Siyuan asked Jing Rong to answer the kind, but when the two talked about the ancient gods, they always had different opinions. There was a dispute, and the two fought, and they felt closer.

As soon as Mo Lingyun came out of Jiuna, he turned a corner and saw Jing Rong. He was dressed in crescent moon white, like silk, and his black hair was blown a little by the wind. A Taoist priest with a dust whisk stood beside him in the place that should belong to him. The two seemed to have a good chat.

Mo Lingyun pursed his lips, unconsciously his gaze sank, strode up to the two of them, and said in a cold tone, "Master, come here."

He stretched out his hand towards Jing Rong.

"The ceremony is over?" Jing Rong glanced at Mo Lingyun, then passed his hand according to Mo Lingyun's will, and was naturally pulled to his side.

Mo Lingyun also slowed down his tone for a while: "Yes."

Nan Siyuan, who was regarded as air, looked at the two thoughtfully, and heard Mo Lingyun say that he would take Jingrong away first and not bother him. Compared with the tone of talking with Jingrong, it was really completely different.

Nan Siyuan looked at the two backs walking away with some confusion, and then hooked the corners of his lips. Is this kid swearing possession to him?

Jing Rong, who followed Mo Lingyun, didn't think too much about it, and only asked: "How does it feel to be baptized by the Gu clan?"

"It's not bad." Mo Lingyun let go of Jing Rong's hand after leaving Nan Siyuan's sight. He looked a little embarrassed at the moment, and turned his head to ask Jing Rong: "Master, was I too fierce just now?" It's..."

"Is there?" Jing Rong was puzzled, he didn't know how to measure the relationship between people, Mo Lingyun just made such a small fierce attack, but he didn't really feel much.

"It's fine if you don't have one." Mo Lingyun heaved a sigh of relief. He couldn't tell what mood he was in just now. Facing Jing Rong who was standing with Nan Siyuan, his tone was uncontrollably unpleasant, but, "I'm I can't bear to bear the evil master..."

"It's okay to be fierce and think far away."

"Master, what did you say...?" Mo Lingyun suspected that he was deaf just now, how could his master be so serious, how could he say such a thing.

"Aren't you reluctant to be a teacher?" Jing Rong seemed to smile lightly, and for a moment, he returned to his usual innocence.

"After all, he is my master and father." Mo Lingyun coquettishly said, "The baptism of the Gu clan is quite simple, but I miss the master a little bit."

"So, does Master miss me?"

Mo Lingyun's question caught Jing Rong off guard, but he still answered honestly: "Yes."

Unknowingly, he seemed to have gotten used to having someone like Mo Lingyun by his side, used to him calling him master, used to him smiling and saying that the weather was nice today, used to him asking him if the food was good.

*****

Recovering sight after blindness requires a process, such as allowing the eyes to slowly adapt to different levels of light.

The gauze fell in front of his eyes for a moment, and the first person Yan Huai saw was Ning Qing. This was the first time he looked at Ning Qing so seriously. Ning Qing gave off a gentle and clean feeling, and the eyes that stared at him were focused and pure , his slightly pursed lips were thin, and when his eyes fell, his whole body became soft unconsciously.

Looking at his clothes and hair accessories, it is a simple jade hairpin, and his frosty color is even more gentle.

Such a person is not very recognizable to Yan Huai who is half-face-blind, but Ning Qing can do it every time, let him remember him, and remember him better.

It was Ichigo subconsciously during the Thousand Lantern Festival, it was Guan Luoyuan who kissed hastily, and it was him who couldn't hide the smile in his eyes when he saw him.

He called him: "Yan Huai."

"What's the matter."

"No, it's okay, it's just been a long time." Ning Qing couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, and the upright Yan Huai also responded with his eyes, why it's been a long time since I saw you?Is more than half a month long?

Ning Qing smiled very lightly, "Recently, the rain has hit the pear blossoms deeply, and it's been three autumns since I don't see each other every day."

Therefore, I look at the sky at dawn and at dusk, I look at the clouds, I think about you when I walk, and I think about you when I sit.

Yan Huai lowered his gaze for a moment, the last person who dared to talk to him like this was hung on the mountain gate as dried bacon for three days, but if it was the person in front of him, it seemed nothing.

Ning Qing likes to follow him, quietly following him, wherever Yan Huai goes, he follows him like a little tail.

Yan Huai went to the Gu doctor's place today, and the aisle was full of medicinal materials and some medicine seeds. It took a lot of effort to wait until the sky cleared to dry the medicines, and then walked inside, and saw many apprentices loading the medicines.

Yan Huai remembered that he used to pack medicine like this when he was an apprentice. The most boring time was that he filled [-] pairs of the same medicine in one afternoon. .

"Is this Yue Tancao?" Ning Qing looked familiar at the medicinal powder handled by the apprentice.

"Correct."

"You took the moon grass before, and you originally wanted to give it to the Gu clan?"

Yan Huai tacitly agreed that there are many lands surrounded by poisonous miasma in the southern border, and the moon grass has an excellent detoxification effect, which is very useful for the Gu clan who are accompanied by many snakes and insects.

The two of them walked through most of the village without a word. It was the time when the twilight was slanting to the west. Ning Qing looked at Yan Huai and asked, "By the way, when are you leaving?"

"I don't know." Yan Huai's answer blocked the two of them again.

After a long time, he asked belatedly, "What about you?"

"Tomorrow, in the afternoon." Ning Qing smiled and asked jokingly, "Will you come see me off?"

"No." Yan Huai answered simply.

With the expected answer, Ning Qing's smile did not fade: "Then see you next time, can you stop avoiding me?"

"……it is good."

Mo Lingyun and the others wanted to leave, and with the enthusiasm of the Gu people, they would definitely hold a farewell banquet. If Jing Rong and Ning Qing didn't go, then he was going to the banquet alone; when others asked, Mo Lingyun only said: "They have something to do." Come here conveniently."

Mo Lingyun glanced at the table, it was really rich, with a lot of meat, and the soup pot placed in the middle was the finale - stewed wild mushrooms with local chicken.

Master said he can't eat mushrooms, but this mushroom soup is really delicious...

After some mental struggle, Mo Lingyun politely refused the uncle's persuasion, "I don't drink, I don't know how to drink..."

"Then try this fungus? It's delicious." Mo Lingyun was even more shaken by the aunt's persuasion. He really has never eaten mushrooms...

It should be fine to eat a couple of casual bites... After all, it is a special delicacy for the Gu people at this time of year...

Mo Lingyun's eyes lit up after drinking the whole bowl of mushroom soup, it smells so good, hehe...

The price of eating and drinking was that Mo Lingyun lay on the bed that night and counted the little people, "Here, this person is so small, wow, there is also a deer..."

Jing Rong grabbed Mo Lingyun's wildly waving hand, feeling a little headache, "Lingyun?"

"Wow! Master! You have a deer on your head! It's so cute! It suits you so well!" Mo Lingyun danced and danced, and Jing Rong almost missed pressing him.

"Master! Let's go to Xiaolu Forest together!"

Compared with Jing Rong who had a headache, Ning Qing who was standing beside him was calmer. He was told by Mo Lingyun that he had a lark on his shoulder and that a deer was jumping on the ground. Mo Lingyun said, "The wild fungus is poisoned. Please Gu doctor."

Is there any Gu doctor who is more skilled in solving the problem of wild fungus poisoning?Probably not.

Mo Lingyun danced and danced for most of the night. After being fed the medicine, his whole body became limp. Lying on the bed, he learned from the pain, "I thought that there were poisonous miasma, gu poison, snake insects and poisonous weeds in southern Xinjiang, but I didn't expect them to poison themselves! "

"I told you not to eat mushrooms." Jing Rong flicked Mo Lingyun's forehead with his fingers.

Mo Lingyun rubbed Jing Rong's fingertips, and said weakly: "It smells so good..."

This tone sounded more than aggrieved, but also a little bit regretful.

"Don't do this next time." Jing Rong was still training his apprentice when someone knocked on the door.

Nam Si Yuan who came to watch the show after hearing the news said that he tried not to laugh too loudly.

And Mo Lingyun has already pulled the quilt to cover himself and started to pretend to be dead. Can he say that he can still see some phantoms of colorful little people?

Nan Siyuan said that he didn't just come to see the show, he came to say goodbye, after all, he won't know who Xi is when we meet next time.

"Nan Daochang came here just for this?" Nan Siyuan could only half believe what he said, and Jing Rong didn't believe that Nan Siyuan would be free enough to say goodbye to Jing Rong. He closed the door of Mo Lingyun's room, and Ning Qing Nan Siyuan and the two walked a little further to ensure that they would not disturb Mo Lingyun's rest.

"There is indeed one thing to tell Daojun." Nan Siyuan was serious.

"Then I'll go first." Ning Qing knew Nan Siyuan's intentions, Mo Yue could only tell Jing Rong about this, and he would naturally leave first without disturbing them.

"Can't you even tell my junior brother?"

"No."

"Speak, please."

"I made a hexagram for Daojun, and the hexagram said, Daojun, your catastrophe is about to come." When Nan Siyuan said this, Jing Rong thought he looked like a magic stick, and he didn't even know the date of birth. Nan Siyuan's hexagrams?

"Don't believe me, Daoist, although I don't believe it very much myself." Nan Siyuan was laughing, "But I still give you seven words: Mo Lingyun, Mo Jiechen."

What kind of talk is this?The language didn't make sense, and he arranged his apprentice into it.Jing Rong frowned unconsciously, and just as he was about to speak, Nan Siyuan said: "That's what Gua Xiang said, and I can't help it, but Daojun, you and your apprentice are both lucky, so they should be able to save the day." .”

"I'm just worried that the signboard of the No. [-] divination in the four realms and one city fell on me." Jing Rong's tone was a little lower, with no intention of blame, but the meaning of unbelief was on the bright side.

"Then—wait and see?"

Not everyone can smash his Nan Siyuan's signboard. He has never made a hexagram a few times so far, and he has never missed it. There are very few people who can arouse his interest in making a hexagram. It's more difficult than the other one, he still can't figure out the date of birth.

Jing Rong has been here before, and the next target should be Yan Huai.

However, this Lord Yan is really heartless, before Nan Siyuan could say a word, Yan Huai gave him four words to block the rest of his words.

"Mind your own business."

The author has something to say: To be reasonable, the one who was poisoned by wild fungus in Yunnan this year was hospitalized in the morning, and was sent to the hospital after eating the rest in the afternoon.

Also, about why Mo Lingyun was poisoned by wild fungus! ! !I feel the same way! ! !I don’t feel it when I don’t eat it, but it’s really delicious when I eat it! ! !