Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

The sunset on the top of the mountain is gradually dyed and sinking, and the twilight is all together.

Ye Baiyi stood alone in the wind, with two strands of long hair fluttering silently at his temples, and his fiery red robe fluttered in the wind, which was the only bright color of the entire verdant mountain.

His eyes were flushed, but he was unable to shed tears. With trembling hands, he put the dragon back into its sheath.

He was already used to the pain in his body, and his true energy and spiritual power were fiercely fighting in his body, making him unable to think.

A silver jade flute lay quietly a few steps away from him, exuding a strong light green fluorescence.

Because the sky was getting dark, its sense of existence was strengthened, and Ye Baiyi could barely notice it when his mind was agitated.

"...Xiao Yi...!" Ye Baiyi staggered forward, holding the jade flute in both hands.

This jade flute contained all of Xiaoyi's last spiritual power, which was more than all the spiritual power of Ye Baiyi's body combined.

At that time, the situation was urgent and expulsion was imminent. After all, Wen Kexing's Xiaoqu Kungfu was a mortal martial art, and the transmission speed of spiritual power was very limited. During the countdown, Xiaoyi had no time to transmit all the spiritual power in his body in the form of music. Lose.

So at the last moment, she chose to use the jade flute for storage, and then threw the jade flute to him.

Things that 5G can't do can be solved with a mobile hard disk.

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This caused the jade flute to be a bit hot, and the spiritual power would penetrate into the pores of the palm, causing damage everywhere, just like being stung by a scorpion.

Ye Baiyi held it for a while, it hurt too much, he really couldn't touch it anymore, so he had to put it in the bag behind him, where the dragon's back epee was stuck.

Through a thick layer of fabric, Yuxiao's spiritual power calmed down and no longer attempted to communicate with his physical body.

The jade flute was actually very long, and it was only a little shorter than the dragon's back when it was placed in the bag on the back. Xiaoyi bought the longest one at the time, after all, it was for fighting Xie Jieliubo, and it was one inch longer and one inch stronger.Silver and jade are very mild in texture, and both can remove toxicity.

Ye Baiyi knew that as long as he stretched his hand backward, he would touch it.

It was a palpable distance, and what she had left was beside him, accompanying him very closely.

And what's different from the dragon-backed epee is that it has spiritual power attached to it.

Spiritual power seems to have life, which is different from a dead thing like a sword. It can interact with people, even if its owner is not present.

Ye Baiyi stood where he was, with a full moon and an endless sea of ​​stars in the sky. The jade flute behind him emitted a faint green halo, illuminating his path ahead.

His dantian was like a cracked jar, and his spiritual power kept draining away like an hourglass.

The speed is actually not fast, but like a leaking faucet, you know it is leaving you drop by drop.

Because the food nightmare has completely dissipated, there is nothing to neutralize the passing spiritual power of the eating god. They began to act on the soil and vegetation, causing a wild lawn to gradually develop under Ye Baiyi's feet, with scattered wild flowers blooming.

Ye Baiyi suddenly pulled out the dragon's back from behind.

The light green spiritual power surged majesticly, and he began to slash crazily, facing the nothingness where no one was, frantically repeating the slashing movements.

He doesn't allow it.

He would never allow the spiritual power she left behind to leave him bit by bit like this! ! ! ! ! !

No matter how painful, how difficult, how unreal.

He must master this spiritual power and control it well.

Store it in the dantian, block all the pores, and prevent it from escaping!

So what if the mantis' arm is like a cart, hitting a stone with an egg, or what if a mortal body has limited strength.

Ye Baiyi forbids her to leave, Ye Baiyi forbids her to leave no matter what.

Even in this form, he wouldn't allow her to leave so easily, even her last thoughts vanished in smoke! ! ! ! !

……

Ye Baiyi started foundation building, but he didn't know it.

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The night passed.

Ye Baiyi pillowed on the dragon's back and Yuxiao's package, and fell asleep on the top of the mountain.

He himself didn't know when he fell asleep, he just felt that fatigue had taken his whole body away.

He seems to have successfully purified a part of his spiritual power and trapped it, but there is still a large part that he needs to control slowly.

In the dream, many memories were chaotic. He walked tiredly alone in the dark abyss, turned around suddenly, and returned to the heavy snow on Changming Mountain.

The snowflakes are numerous and large, confusing the eyes, mixed with pale green light, Ye Baiyi walks through the snow, and it is hard to tell whether it is winter or spring.

But he kept walking forward, towards the place with the strongest spiritual power, with some kind of hope in his heart.

It would be nice if I could meet her in a dream...

The wind and snow ceased, and the vegetation grew.

Ye Baiyi stood in a spring forest, and saw a cliff waterfall, the flowing water washed and stirred.

Where is this, why has he never seen such a sight.

Suddenly, he found a crooked-necked pine tree above the waterfall, and a person was hanging upside down on the pine tree.

"...Xiao Yi?!!!!!!" Ye Baiyi looked at the little girl in shock, her clothes were a bit revealing, the plain white and bright yellow robes were loose, the whole person was hanging upside down, her two slender legs It was exposed almost all the way to the leggings, dazzlingly white.

Ye Baiyi rushed forward quickly: "Xiao Yi, what are you doing?!!!!" She looked so scary.

Even in the dream, Ye Baiyi felt that this was a bit inappropriate, he didn't know why he dreamed of such a thing.

But Xiaoyi acted as if she had never heard of it, and didn't even look at him.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, boiled cabbage, Dongpo meat, water shield, perch soup, scallion soup, beggar's chicken..." She muttered something, as if she was reciting something, and at the same time her legs were bulging with veins, and they were firmly fixed on the strong pine tree superior.

Then she crossed her hands behind her head and suddenly performed a sit-up like a tiger.

???????

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Ye Baiyi: "..." What's going on, why would he have such a dream? ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Xiaoyi! Xiaoyi! Come down from the tree! I'm here!!!!" Ye Baiyi ran over in a panic. He couldn't get close to the waterfall. The nearby terrain was too complicated, and he could only be separated by a mountain. , screaming with all my might.

"Xiao Yi, can you hear me—! What are you doing?!!!!!!"

Ye Baiyi yelled for a long time, but Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear to exercising there, doing sit-ups faster and faster.

Her physical education teacher, Guo Butler, approached the scene and was about to check the results of the exercise. Xiaoyi noticed it keenly, so she tried her best to start exercising to show her sincerity.

Soul-eating is a deity that turns food into spirits. The image of young people named after food usually ranges from hundreds to thousands of years old. Soul-eating has no gender differentiation and is unified as male. I don’t know why it may be It's because Yi Zhi, the God of Cookery, is a man, and when he first bonded with him in human form, he naturally imitated the physical structure of the soul contract master.

But physiological structure is one thing, appearance is another. Different food spirits have their own special understanding of many things under different age conditions and story backgrounds, such as dressing up, so that some soul eaters even like to wear skirts. At first glance, it's hard to tell it's a man.

Guobaorou is relatively normal. He has short hair and wears a golden brocade jacket. He has a very capable image. He has always been Kong Sang's housekeeper, conscientiously educating the young master.

Guobaorou came over and saw that young master Kongsang was exercising profusely. The young man showed a gentle smile: "Your master, you must be very tired after exercising for so long, right?" His tone was unpredictable.

"I...I haven't, I'm fine." This tone made Xiao Yi's hair stand on end, and she quickly accelerated the speed of sit-ups.

"Dear young master, you should pay attention to rest when you are tired. You must not be stubborn. It is very important to stop losses in time."

Guo Baorou looked at her with a smile, "Look, you have memorized all the recipes. If you continue like this, you may be asked to transcribe it more times."

"..."

Xiaoyi: "..."

Xiao Yi jumped down from the tree obediently.

Meat wrapped in a pot... the devil of empty mulberry.

Ye Baiyi watched this scene from a distance, and he felt more and more that something was wrong.

If it was really a memory, why was this scene so illusory, why did someone he had never seen before appear in it, a man, and even used that name for Xiao Yi... "Young Master"? !

"Xiao Yi, who is he?! Do you know him?! Why did he call you Young Master?????" Ye Baiyi vaguely remembered that Yi Ya and Peng Keng had used "Young Master Kongsang" This title, I don't know what it means.

Ye Baiyikong yelled meaninglessly for a long time, Xiaoyi and Guobaorou walked side by side, walking down from the foothills on the side of the cliff, gradually away from his sight, talking and laughing happily while walking.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi stopped and glanced in Ye Baiyi's direction like an electric shock: "Who..."

"Me!!!! Me!!!!!!!" Ye Baiyi shouted loudly, "Ye Baiyi!!!!!!"

"..."

"Young Master, what are you looking at? There are only clouds and white cranes there." Guo Baorou looked in the same direction, his expression was still smiling, and for some reason, he couldn't see Ye Baiyi either.

"...Maybe it's an illusion." Xiaoyi shook her head, suppressed the emotion in her eyes in time, and smiled with the corners of her lips raised.

"Let's go, Steward Guo, let's go back."

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Butler Guo.

This person was called Steward Guo, Ye Baiyi remembered it in his heart.

He decided that the next time he went to sleep, he would go to sleep with the dragon-backed epee in his hand, and find a way to rush to the young master's side and chop him away.

It doesn't matter if you are a fantasy, if you appear in his dream, don't blame him for wanting to chop.

With the midday sun shining on his face, Ye Baiyi opened his eyes in confusion, and found two people sitting around him.

Wen Kexing covered his sleeves and looked at him with a half-smile, while Zhou Zishu leaned over slightly and handed him a water bag.

"Senior Ye." Zhou Zishu said, "Didn't you say you want to cure my illness?"

"..."

Ye Baiyi didn't reach out to pick it up.

His mind was still in chaos, Xiao Yi's departure and the violent and thorough surge of God of Cookery's spiritual power made him lose his ability to think.

Zhou Zishu frowned slightly, opened his hand, and pressed the water bag in.

"Senior, you can't cure me by lying down, at least you have to sit up." Zhou Zishu looked at him seriously.

Zhou Zishu has experienced despair and parting, he knows that some things cannot be undone after all.

But if you want to get out, you just need someone to reach out and give it a gentle pull.

This senior Changming Mountain Sword Immortal and the two of them had never lived together. For some unknown reason, they had been condescending to impersonate Zhang Chengling, as if to protect him.

And after that, without any explanation, he offered to cure his chronic illness of Qiqiaosanqiu Nail.

This old guy seems to be unreasonable and crazy, but in fact he is a person of sincerity and sincerity. Yesterday, Gao Chong just defended himself against the matter of Liulijia for him, but he even ran out on purpose to take the burden himself. How righteous it is for this guilt to block all kinds of gossip for Gao Chong.

Obviously there is no covenant or kinship relationship between them.

And he can tell the whole world that the glazed armor was not really crushed, but returned to Wen Kexing intact. A new option has been added.

Because Zhou Zishu was given the opportunity to choose, Ye Baiyi didn't say anything about Liulijia.

He really made the whole world treat him as the number one sinner, and then bravely took on all of this.

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Zhou Zishu thought that he and Wen Kexing owed this old guy too much.

After that, he saw some incomprehensible scenes, saw Xiaoyi evacuate the gangsters, and sent some special power to Ye Baiyi, and saw him being forced to fight endlessly, unable to turn back, until the last moment.

Zhou Zishu felt that he should do what he could.

The old guy didn't seem to want to live anymore, Zhou Zishu wanted to give him a reason to cheer up a little and look forward.

Walking forward is a kind of inertia. If you fall down, you must get up first, otherwise you will not be able to get up for a long time.

"I actually coughed again last night. Some of the acupuncture points you gave me may be a little inflamed. I don't know why." Zhou Zishu said randomly. Anyway, Ye Baiyi just needs a way to restart his brain. You can go back to the inn and help me take a look."

"... Oh!" Ye Baiyi came back to his senses and found the water bag in his hand. He took a sip of water and nodded to Zhou Zishu, "Qin Huaizhang's apprentice, and... a kid named Wen." Why are they here? ...

Ye Baiyi's memory came back, he sat up straight, and suddenly looked at Wen Kexing: "Are you awake, boy?"

Wen Kexing didn't speak the whole time, just smiled there, Ye Baiyi looked over, and he immediately put away his smile: "Thanks to you old monster, I've been lying down for two days, you're too deceitful!"

Good guy, he was really angry at that time, okay, smashing the glazed armor, what an inhuman act.

I really wanted to give that thing to him.

Although he really didn't have good intentions at the time, Ye Baiyi's operation was a bit too that.

"I also have a debt to settle with you kid..." Ye Baiyi glared at him, he couldn't let go of the blowpipe thing, this kid almost indirectly caused his sudden death, changing R18 to R120.

But Xiaoyi has already left him, and there are many things he doesn't want or want to recall: "That's all!"

Ye Baiyi sighed softly, feeling that the vicissitudes of life are but a fleeting moment.

His spring has finally come to an end, but once it has come, it is much better than being barren and frozen forever.

"Let's go, your inn will lend me a room for a while, I'm out of money." Ye Baiyi picked up his bag and stood up from the ground.

The author has something to say:

[Xiaoyi] temporarily leaves the team.

[Wen Kexing] [Zhou Zishu] joined the team.

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Ye Baiyi will soon be connected to 5G communication, and his phone card is halfway through, and the signal is not good yet.

Senior Ye, come on and build your foundation.

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The content of the last three chapters is rather depressing, so let me add something to adjust the atmosphere.

Some garbage CG with a negative completion degree.

The dressers started to move.

Don't take it too seriously, just think it's ugly, because I can only fish, and fishing is just a few paintings.

The lights were all wrong, and I was ridiculed by my relatives and friends, Xiaochuang, who argued for a long time, and lost my integrity.

Me: "Dad, it's all because I can't draw, I can't draw Ye Baiyi, it's definitely not because I can't light, he affects my performance."

Relatives and friends: "(Tolerance) I think it's okay!"

Me: "My father forgives me, but Ye Baiyi won't forgive me. He will definitely come to my dreamland and beat me up today. He painted him so ugly, but he still refuses to beautify him."

Relatives and friends: "I feel that there is a lot of white light on Ye Baiyi's body, but there is no light on Xiao Yi's body."

Me: "Actually, it should be in the woods, and then Xiaoyi is in the shade of a tree, Ye Baiyi is basking in the sun, I originally typed it when I was drafting, but I gave up later, whatever, my drawing is outrageous. "

Me: "Anyway, Ye Baiyi is ugly like this, what morals do I have?"

Relatives and friends: "The white background carries infinite reverie."

Me: "The white background has a self-closing white light."

Me: "Dad, teach me how to light next time, I'm really screwed, see through."

Then my father patiently taught me how to light, and after teaching for an hour, I made a steady profit.

In short.

Forcibly unify the style of painting.force.very forced.

It is so difficult to draw than Ye Baiyi.too!Disaster!up! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !It's not simple at all.

After all, it is not a dimensional thing at all...

The borderline man fell down, spraying blood from his hands and mouth.

...Be sure to light it up next time.Definitely next time.

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I confessed to my relatives and friends that I may have a problem with my thinking in painting, and I always avoid painting dark parts.

Relatives and friends: "But my father's aesthetics is still acceptable. It's not the feeling that determines the height of painting, but your aesthetics."

Relatives and friends: "Even if my father's thinking is wrong, it's no big deal, because aesthetics is there."

Me: "...my aesthetic? Ye Baiyi?"

Relatives and friends: "...grass."

More than one relative or friend has disliked this matter, so that you may find that I wrote more than 20 words, and I don’t seem to write much about appearance, only demeanor and temperament.

...Because I've been ridiculed for so long, there are some things I'm afraid to write.

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All in all, Mint Leaf hopes that everyone will be ugly by the Ye Baiyi I painted, and then forget his pain. The effect should be immediate.

This should be when the two first met.When Ye Baiyi was still full of little beasts.