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This September, the weather is really cold. Mo Lingyun made some sugar cakes with the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers he had dried a few days ago. The little white wolf lay lazily by his side, wagging its tail, Responsible for eating the osmanthus cake made by Mo Lingyun, and shouting: "I am the royal family of Beishan after all, so you let me eat this?"

"Otherwise?" As soon as Mo Lingyun fed him, Bei Shanshe immediately opened his mouth to accept it.

Mo Lingyun put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into a food box, and stretched out his hand to lift the little white wolf. One hand didn't move, so he simply switched hands and raised it up, "Have you gained weight?"

"No!" Bei Shanshe said stiffly, "I just made my body bigger!"

"Is that so?" Mo Lingyun held the dog, his tone obviously disbelieving.

"Change the subject, what are we going to have for dinner?" Bei Shanshe waved his paw.

"Make a roast chicken, and marinate a few eggs." Mo Lingyun let go of it and washed his hands. While soaking white fungus, he planned dinner, without any consciousness that he was the culprit that caused Snow Wolf to gain weight.

"Steamed eggs are good!" Beishan She swallowed, and ate the leftovers of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Dogs can't eat this."

"I'm a wolf! Not a dog!" Beishan She continued, not knowing how many times he failed to refute.

Mo Lingyun made a bowl of white fungus pear soup for Jing Rong, and served it with sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He put less sugar in these two kinds, so that the soup and pastries would not be too greasy.

Mo Lingyun walked in front, and the little white wolf followed behind him trying not to fall too far behind. When he arrived at the Palace of Qinzheng, the soup in the food box was still hot. Mo Lingyun put the soup politely, and said: "Master, Master! , reach out."

Jing Rong looked at him, although he was puzzled, he obediently stretched out his hand.

"Look! The sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made for you!" Mo Lingyun put a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Jing Rong's hand, saying it was sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but it was in the shape of a plum blossom.

"It's only the end of autumn, do you want to see plum blossoms?" Jing Rong slowly clenched his fists, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Uh." Mo Lingyun seemed to think about it seriously, and replied, "I just think this look looks better."

The two of them, the master and the apprentice, had a great time, and Beishan She lay on the sidelines and had nothing to love. Look, the osmanthus cake in the shape of plum blossoms is this thing. This bastard Mo Lingyun let his master eat cakes, and only let him eat leftovers.

Fortunately, later, there will be roast chicken to comfort it.

But, this guy Mo Lingyun actually waited in the Qinzheng Hall to wait for Jing Rong to finish his papers? !Bei Shanshe, who was almost hungry, scratched the corner of the table with his paw, and was picked up by Mo Lingyun and swayed twice in the air, making him dizzy.

really!This guy has two faces!No matter how good it is to his master, how bad it is to it!

Being carried around by Mo Lingyun, Beishan She, who was about to lose his dignity as a wolf, wanted to change to a female cultivator as his master, but when he thought of the look of the female cultivator's eyes shining when he saw it, he deeply doubted that he might be bald if he changed his master. Lupi.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Lingyun seems to be within its acceptable range, not to mention, following him, it still has chickens to eat.

For its roast chicken, it decided to continue to endure humiliation.

Without Jing Rong's company, Mo Lingyun doesn't eat much. For example, tonight's roast chicken, Mo Lingyun only ate one wing, and the rest went into Beishan Shelang's mouth. He didn't care much about the half bowl of rice. move.

Bei Shanshe licked his paws after eating and drinking, and the next moment someone stretched out his hand and lifted it up, turning it into a natural plush stove.

Mo Lingyun unexpectedly!take it!Such a noble snow wolf as a hand warmer? !

Beishan She kicked his short legs and gave up on himself.

Mo Lingyun didn't have the slightest bit of consciousness that he insulted a wolf's dignity. Fortunately, he carried the little white wolf like this, so he wouldn't have the behavior of suddenly slapping Beishan to pardon him.

Bei Shanshe clawed at the fallen pine needles with his paws, and calculated that he was arrested on August [-]th, and a season is three months, that is to say, he was released after serving his sentence on November [-]th; now it is September, Rounding off is that it will be free in two months, which is very good.

The sky cleared up in the afternoon, and Mo Lingyun took the little white wolf to the Chunlan Hall. His new round of homework was under Ning Qing's name, so it's better to go to Ning Qing to discuss everything.

When he came, Ning Qing was carving bamboo flutes, and there was a pile of finished products scattered around the table, but it still didn't seem to satisfy Ning Qing.

"Uncle." Mo Lingyun called him.

"Come here?" Ning Qing stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes to look at Mo Lingyun and said, "Nephew, I will be in charge of your literary studies for the next two months. From the [-]th, you will come to Xinglin Residence from Chenshi to noon. Practice with other disciples."

"Okay." Mo Lingyun nodded. Reasonably, Xuantianzong's academic study is quite strict. Some general studies require all disciples to pass the quarterly exam. Civil and martial arts are taught by different teachers.

With such an arrangement, even if you don't get a good master, you can still hear the powerful preaching in the sect, which is a good thing for many ordinary disciples.

He was not the only disciple who came to Ning Qing to understand the matter. Mo Lingyun left after asking. The bamboo forest outside the Chunlan Hall was withered and withered, not as green as it used to be, and the plants in the hall still retained a hint of greenness.

Mo Lingyun looked back again, and saw Ning Qing holding the unfinished bamboo flute and continuing to carve. It was the afterglow of the setting sun that shone in his eyes. The gentle color of the clouds and blue waters on his sleeves was actually dyed with warmth.

Mo Lingyun blinked and walked down the mountain.

There are quite a few disciples setting up stalls under Qingyun Peak, such as boiled peanuts, dried almonds, there are many things.

There are even discipline hall disciples who set up stalls while the hall master was away knowing that they broke the law, such as Nian Qing.

What he sells are sugar-fried chestnuts just out of the oven.

Mo Lingyun smelled it, and he reached out and took a chestnut and asked, "Junior brother, how much is this chestnut?"

"Twenty Wen."

"How much?" Mo Lingyun shook his hand just as he pinched a candied chestnut.

"Oh, it's forced by the market. Buying raw meat costs ten yuan a catty." Nian Qing grabbed a chestnut and put it in front of Mo Lingyun, "Brother, look at how good my sugar-fried chestnuts are, they are fresh."

Mo Lingyun smirked, grabbed two chestnuts, put a penny in Nian Qing's hand, and said, "I want a penny."

"Is this enough for you?" Nian Qing, who was picked up by Mo Lingyun, was taken aback, isn't it, their welfare is so bad?The senior brother can't even afford a catty of fried chestnuts.

"Junior brother, do you know?" Mo Lingyun's tone suddenly changed.

"Ah?" Seeing that Mo Lingyun was so serious, Nian Qing couldn't help but become more serious.

"I have no obsessions in my life."

"Then?"

"Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar is my only obsession."

"uh-huh?"

"You actually sold me twenty coins!" Mo Lingyun howled, turned his head and left holding the chestnuts of the two of them.

"...Wait, brother." Nian Qing called him.

Mo Lingyun didn't look back, "Even if you tell me now that you sell me ten cents a catty, I won't turn back."

"No, I want to say that you can pick raw chestnuts from the hill next door."

"Really? Junior brother, you are really a good person!" Mo Lingyun was happy, and ran away after catching the little white wolf.

Because he was in such a good mood, he even generously distributed a roasted chestnut in his hand to Beishan She. As soon as Beishan She swallowed it, he heard Mo Lingyun say: "Later, help me peel the raw chestnut skin."

...Is it too late to spit it out now?The skin of raw chestnuts is full of thorns? !Just want it to work after a candied chestnut? !Is this what people do? !

Although he was relentless and unwilling, Beishan She was caught by Mo Lingyun on the mountain with chestnut trees. Mo Lingyun went up to the tree and shook the raw chestnuts down or beat them down with a bamboo pole. Going around in a circle, Mo Lingyun used his small basket to pack Bei Shanshe's skinned chestnuts.

Before dark, Mo Lingyun picked up a basket full of chestnuts on his shoulders, and his mood improved a lot. He half skipped and walked towards Lingxiao Peak. Bei Shanshe followed him slowly, one person and one wolf, It is a good time in late autumn.

It was the first time that the Lingxiao Palace under the night lit the lamps when Mo Lingyun was not around. Mo Lingyun pulled the pan for a while, and then ran happily inside, shouting: "Master!"

"Come back?" Jing Rong didn't ask him where he went to play, and he came back so late.

"That's right." Mo Lingyun nodded, and handed the bamboo basket to Jing Rong as if asking for credit, "I brought back delicious food!"

"Huh?" Jing Rong looked at him.

"Wait for me! I'll fry it first!"

Mo Lingyun did what he said. He first cut out a mark on each chestnut, then boiled the chestnuts in hot water and then took them out. After a stir-fry, the homemade fried chestnuts came out of the oven.

Mo Lingyun packed a basket of fried chestnuts. The peeled fried chestnuts were golden and sticky. He handed the chestnuts to Jing Rong, "Master! Try it!"

Jing Rong took it according to his words. The chestnut meat is soft and sweet, and it is really delicious.

"Is it delicious?" Mo Lingyun looked at him expectantly.

"Delicious." Jing Rong nodded, and was handed a few peeled chestnuts by Mo Lingyun.

On the other hand, Bei Shanshe comforted himself by hugging its chestnuts in shells. It has good teeth, and it doesn't need others to peel it off.

But this fried chestnut is really fragrant.

Mo Lingyun didn't delay in eating by himself or feeding his master. The raw chestnuts he picked up tonight weighed at least four to five catties, and the fried chestnuts taste best when they are hot.

It's a pity that chestnuts are usually only available when the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. The northern border ripens later, and you have to wait until late autumn, and they are all beaten down by the snow in winter.

Beishan She was chewing chestnuts, full of food and drink, his belly turned on his back, and the hall was not cold even after burning silver charcoal. In short, it is really comfortable now.

If it doesn't tilt its head, and sees the always elegant Taoist Lord slowly peeling chestnuts and putting them in the hands of its current owner, who slowed down and bit the chestnuts, The kind that I didn't finish eating in four or five bites!

Then, Jing Rong looked at the burn marks on Mo Lingyun's hands and frowned, and asked, "When did you get burned? Did it hurt?"

Mo Lingyun, who was gnawing on the chestnut, paused, raised his finger and pressed it, and he swallowed the whole chestnut he was gnawing. He smiled at Jing Rong, stretched his hand forward and approached Jing Rong, and said: "Mr. It won't hurt anymore if you blow it up."

Beishan She, who was watching the whole process, was stunned, wasn't he?Such a big man still acting like a baby with Master? !Shameless! ! !With Taoist Rong Xie's disposition, he definitely wouldn't brag, right?

Then it saw that Jing Rong's eyes widened, he lowered his head and blew on the fingers of Mo Lingyun's hand, and said, "Be more careful in the future."

Mo Lingyun grinned and smiled like a fool, "Okay!"

Bei Shanshe thought that it was too much to bear, and there was no need to bear it any longer, so it raised its paw and said, "Wait, please pay attention, I am a lone wolf here."

"Pay attention to what?" Mo Lingyun looked down at it.

The lone wolf of the extreme north choked up and co-authored, these two people didn't realize that there was something wrong with their actions at all, did they? !

It's okay...it will also have a cute little she-wolf to groom it, no need to envy others! ! !