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, It has been more than a month, and apart from burning out a few stoves, no natural or man-made disasters have occurred.

Maybe it's too early to rest assured, maybe his hut is only left with gold and jade, maybe after entering, he will find...

Found a table meal.

Ye Yuhao was eating.

The porridge mixed with wild vegetables looks bright and gratifying. The plump rice grains and the finely chopped vegetable leaves are white and green, and they are still steaming.There are a few small dishes on the table, black and white fungus and bamboo shoots, stewed pheasant chicken with mushrooms in a clear soup, and there is even a plate of grilled fish, which is crispy and crispy, with a tangy aroma that makes people move their index fingers.

Xu Yefan blinked, raised his head vigilantly: "Who has been here?"

Ye Yuhao put down the bowl. "Will anyone come to such a ghostly place?"

"Then this meal..." Moxiao thought of the legendary snail girl.

"Except for having a baby, there is nothing in this world that is difficult for me." Hao sighed with emotion while holding the food in his arms. It was rare to see Mo Xiao stunned, and he felt very happy.

Thanks to the culinary idiots around him, Mo Xiao has long forgotten that there are normal smart people in this world.Some disbelievingly took a spoon, prepared to spit it out at any time, carefully scooped the safest wild vegetable porridge, tasted one, two, three bites...

When the whole table was eaten by the young man, he was sure that Ye Yuhao was indeed a pure genius.But why did the progress suddenly become so great?I still remember those burnt rice, crumbled fish, dark meat, and...

"Well..." Ye Yuhao pondered, "There is a big difference between cooking for others and cooking for yourself."

In a word, this seat is not happy.

……

The young man changed his mind about parting ways with Hao after healed the trauma.

Fan and Hao moved.

This time, it was an innocent disaster and had nothing to do with people.

A thunder struck in the middle of the night, and when the rain was pouring down and everyone was sleeping soundly, the two proud sons of heaven who were supposed to be astounding and stunning, came out of the scorched and broken wooden house in disgrace, and searched everywhere in the heavy rain. temporary shelter.

Hugging his clothes tightly while lamenting that God does not have long eyes, Hao raised his eyes to look at Moxiao who was walking in front, with a calm expression on his face, he was not surprised by the accident, and showed no surprise or anger. He couldn't help admiring Moxiao's self-cultivation.

In the middle of the night, the rain was violent and the wind was violent, and the ground was covered with mud and gravel.Unable to find a suitable cave, the young man had no choice but to act as a mountain engineer, blasting a cave on the mountain wall with the spirit of the foolish old man who moved the mountain.

When the two cleared the gravel and were able to go in to shelter from the rain, the rain gradually stopped and it was dawn.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the blue morning sky appeared, and there was even a ray of bright sunshine.

Looking at the God who is very satisfactory, the youth and Ye Yuhao finally couldn't bear it, and cursed together: "God thief!"

Juegu can no longer be lived in, and it is too troublesome to clean it up.Moxiao went out of the valley for a few days, and came back to say that he had found a new residence.

The new residence is under the waterfall.

To be precise, it is behind the waterfall.The waterfall rushes down from the protruding cliff, and there is just enough platform space between the cliff and the waterfall.It took Moxiao a day to recreate Juegu's hut behind the waterfall.

He became ruthless: "I live behind the waterfall this time, I don't believe that fire can afford it, and thunder can strike it!"

Big waterfall outside, small waterfall inside.Ye Yuhao was busy making leather umbrellas and propped them on the dining table.

While eating, listening to the roar of the waterfall outside the window, the rain splashing the pearls, the light rain inside the house often moistens the clothes, and the mist curls up, transpiring like a fairyland on earth, the fairyland is self-evident.

Qinxin's three-fold road has just been completed, a suitable place to live in seclusion, a happy and gorgeous life of a hermit...

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Romance comes at a price, and humidity is a good place to feed a virus.

Ye Yuhao came out with a pot of medicine, poured it into a bowl and reported, "The rice seems to be moldy, and the bacon is also moldy."

"Why are you alright?" the sneezing man sneezing on the bed said depressedly.

"Of course there is something to do!" Divided the medicine into two bowls, pushed one bowl in front of the young man, and drank the other bowl without changing his face. "My illness is not limited to a cold. This symptom is too mild to show at all."

The romantic life under the waterfall is temporarily over.

Ye Yuhao's injury still hasn't improved. Moxiao only helped him heal the internal and external injuries he suffered when he fell off the cliff. He didn't speak about other injuries, and the young man wouldn't take the initiative to help. It's been more than a year.

During this period of time, they moved several times. At this time, Ye Yuhao finally understood why Moxiao had a calm face when Juegu's residence was struck by lightning. Good self-cultivation, but because he is a living and walking god of destruction and plague.With him, there are always unexpected reasons when moving.

Move all the way, from south to north, and then from north to south.

During this day and night, Ye Yuhao opened his eyes and sighed: "An earthquake..."

"Um……"

Standing outside the house, looking at the collapsed house, Hao even lost the mood to sigh, and looked up at the distant mountain: "That is... Wangwu Mountain?"

"That's right."

"Don't build a house this time!"

"Oh?"

"I decided to find a private school as a teacher, I can't believe that I can't live in peace!"

At the foot of Wangwu Mountain, Liuyuanzhuang.It is said that it was once surrounded by green willows, and it was once a good place with mountains and rivers where some celebrities lived in seclusion. Now there is only a big willow tree at the head of the village, and all the others are planted with mulberry.

This is an almost unique place with simple folk customs.

The young man in gray has an ordinary appearance and is gentle and elegant. "Students have been trained by the court to study poetry and books at a young age. Although they have not passed the provincial examination, they have also studied the enlightenment studies. No matter the four books and five classics, they can get a little understanding of one or two."

Outside the house, the man in the green shirt was twirling the bamboo flute rather boredly. His whole body was elegant and elegant, and he was out of tune with the whole village. The children only dared to look at him from a distance.

The old village head is the most knowledgeable person in the village, and he has been teaching the private school before.He squinted his hazy yellow eyes. "Xiaocun is lucky to be honored by Mr. Xiaocun. I don't know why Mr. came to Xiaocun to be a teacher?"

"As the saying goes, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, so the students and their family members enjoy traveling to the world's famous mountains. Seeing the beautiful scenery of the Wangwu, and the outstanding people, I can't help but feel happy. I would like to stay for a longer period of time, but I regret that the money is not enough. , that’s why I took the liberty to bother you.”

The old village head was very satisfied, Nian Xu smiled and said: "It's not that the old man is boasting. Our village is indeed a place of outstanding people. There are famous people from generation to generation. Like the former Shangshu Qi Nianzu, they came from a small village."

The young man in gray was surprised: "Qi Shangshu is in charge of the military department, and he has strict discipline. It is indeed praised by everyone, but I didn't expect that he came from Liuyuanzhuang. It seems that the students are really lucky to encounter treasure today."

"Haha..." The old village chief laughed, very pleased with himself, dragged the young man to talk about Qi Shangshu's past for a while, then thought of the topic, and asked, "I don't know what insights you have on the study of saints?"

Hearing this, the gray-clothed youth glanced at the blue-clothed man outside the room who was twirling the bamboo flute boredly, his face contorted slightly, and his tone was clanging and loud: "Students believe in the words of the sub-sage most, and heaven will send a great responsibility to you. One must first torment one's will, to toil one's muscles and bones, to deplete one's body, to disturb one's actions, to strengthen one's inability..."

……

The days in Wangwu were unexpectedly peaceful, perhaps the house he lived in this time was not built by Mo Xiao, and no natural disasters or man-made disasters happened.

As No.1 in the world, Hao has a lot of means to make the students obey him, but not too close to him.It's just that sometimes, some accidents can't be solved by humans...

"Sir, sir, the puppy is being chased by Xiuxiu's dog, it's so miserable..."

"Sir, sir, the second girl peed on her pants, it's so dirty..."

"Sir, Mr. Mao Mao fell on the cow dung, it stinks..."

"Mr. Mr...."

The folk customs in the mountains are simple and simple, and the students range from babbling children to naughty teenagers. At this time, when the farming is busy, those village women who are busy with the fields at home sometimes take away their eldest sons who can go to the fields. The younger son who was still running with a runny nose stayed behind, stuffed a few eggs, and added a sentence, sir, please.

The folk customs in the mountains are simple and honest, and etiquette cannot be forced...

The folk customs in the mountains are simple and honest, and the respect for teachers is reflected in the local products that the villagers enthusiastically sent...

The folk customs in the mountains are simple and simple... The young man in gray clothes helped the children change their pants, took a broom to deal with the dirt on the ground, took the students to wash the mud off their hands, and applied medicine to the wounds on their faces...

"Liuyuanzhuang should be looking for a wet nurse, not a teacher!" When he started looking for a needle and thread to mend the torn clothes of the child, the young man in gray had a great understanding.

"Why don't you put on the crown and ask for it?" said the young man sitting on the tree and playing the bamboo flute.

"I'm just a scholar with no power to restrain a chicken. I'm content to have a place to support my family."

"Oh? Decided to draw a line with everything in the past? Then do you want to marry a wife and raise a few children?" The lips under the Moxiao hat curved into a thin arc. "I see that Biyun in the village is very interested in you. I don't think you have an unknown background and an ordinary appearance. Why don't I go and hire someone for you?"

The gray-clothed youth paused, and for some reason, suddenly remembered that 12-year-old, brocade-clothed youth with an alienated and gentle smile on the top of Qingcheng.When he received the news of his death, he should understand that what he made in the palace that day was just a coaxing promise. I wonder if he was ever angry about it?

Are you angry at yourself for breaking an appointment, or at your own deception?

Lowering his eyelashes, the young man in gray said calmly: "I am a person whose life is dying, and I will die at any time. How can I waste the life of other girls."

"If you want, you can ask me to save you twice."

The young man in gray shook his head: "No