"Alas," Hearing this, Canghai couldn't help but sigh bitterly, and only said after a while: "Maybe Master is a little used to it......" Pouted for a while, and said angrily: "I sometimes think that Master even did it on purpose......!

A pair of watery eyes were reflected by the red and yellow molten iron, rolling smartly, frowning slightly, "...... It's hard to describe the twists and turns, and I don't remember it myself, as if ...... Then...... Master took me to the martial arts conference, and on the way, Master and the Huangfu Greenstone Alliance Master discussed things and couldn't leave, so I ran to the street corner to go to the toilet alone, and it turned out like this. ”

Ji Lianggu couldn't help but hide his mouth and snicker, and said, "Uncle, the martial arts conference, it's been a year and a half since now, right?"

"But," Canghai was very puzzled, "Originally, I was still wandering around the martial arts conference, but who knew that Lu Dao had come so far, alas, I didn't even go to the fifteen-year martial arts conference." ”

Ji Lianggu then laughed again. "Then you go to the old fool who hides the sword, don't Sun Xuanjing and the nebula girl not you?"

Canghai said: "Ah. But I was locked in a closet by Uncle Hidden Sword, and when I was released, Uncle Hidden Sword had already sent them away," he shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. ”

So Ji Lianggu kept laughing. When the two talked and talked about eating again, Ji Lianggu listened to him cooking for Chen Chao, so he also begged him to show his cooking skills, although Canghai was unwilling, he had to push it halfway.

That's the truth.

Murong smiled: "It turns out that you took the initiative to cook for Senior Ji to eat, what happened after he ate it?"

The sea is now ashamed. When it was a lie. "Senior Ji's food is well cooked. But it took too long. Laughing at Murong Huazhi, he couldn't help but look at his gentle gaze.

"Later, I stayed on Yunmen Mountain for a long time," Canghai chuckled softly, "Every day I watched Ji seniors play and sharpen swords, and the molten iron in the stone trough really boiled all year round." Ji seniors are empty to chat with me about the story and talk about the essentials of building a sword. When I work, I don't even look at me, let alone pay attention to me. As for me, I get up every morning and use the money that Ji seniors put in the clay jar to ......"

Murong smiled: "Why is the money of the old Ji seniors all in the clay jar?"

"That's right. There's a big one—what about the cylinder," Canghai spread his arms and stretched out behind Murong. "I used the money to go down the mountain to buy rice and noodles. Buying vegetables and wine, sometimes buying some cooked chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and going to the spring behind the mountain to fetch water, coming back and pouring it into another big vat, lighting a fire to cook, cleaning the stone cave, Ji seniors have never been picky eaters, what I burn he eats, and never care about me. ”

Murong smiled and said, "Forgetful eldest prince, I really don't want to interrupt you, but I really want to know how those two swords were polished." Can you tell me first and then continue your memories? I promise you as much as I will. ”

Canghai feigned displeasure and snorted. "I was about to do it, but you don't have the patience to wait any longer. Soon after I settled in, I found a strange brown sè circle behind the cave, which was soft to the touch and not very soft. It felt very brittle, but it was not very brittle, and I tried to open it all out to see, but after digging for a long time, it was a piece of leather paper wrapped around the mouth of a large crockpot, and the mouth of the crockpot was so big, "Stretch out your hand." "I don't know how wide it is underneath, except for the fact that not an inch is exposed near the mouth of the can, the rest is buried in the ground, guess what the jar is full of?"

"What is it?" Murong couldn't help but ask curiously, listening to the story and listening to it, he was fascinated by it, and he didn't care about anything serious. Maybe listening to the story itself is Murong's main business tonight.

Canghai smiled proudly: "It's wine, it's fragrant wine!" I felt that I had discovered a big secret, and I didn't talk to Ji seniors, but I still covered the leather paper, and flattened the soil around the jar, what should I do." Suddenly sighed and said with a wry smile: "Who knows that Lu Dao is unlucky and unlucky in this wine." ”

The tent was dim and fragrant, Murong was illuminated by the night pearl, his eyes were wide and round, his expression was very focused, and even his right arm, which was occasionally throbbing, was as relaxed as if it were intact, and his legs sat on his side, and the indigo veil covered the white socks like the indigo night sky.

The long night was long, and the sea was looking forward to the dawn, and it seemed that the time was not to be greedy to go more, so I had to smile and continue: "I was too lazy to move that evening, I thought that Ji seniors would work all night, but who knew that he suddenly put down the hammer of more than 60 catties and asked me to go down the mountain to drink for him." ”

Murong immediately smiled and said: "Ah, I can guess now, it must be you who secretly scooped up the wine in the crockpot behind the stone cave, and played elsewhere on the mountain for a while, and it was almost time to go back and bring back the wine from the old man Ji, isn't it?"

Canghai shook his head with a smile, and said, "Isn't that a lie?" I only handed him the wine gourd, and there was nothing, and the old man Ji pulled out the plug and drank it, looking very happy, and did not find a problem with the wine. At that time, I was still wondering if the wine buried behind the cave tasted similar to the kind of soju that Ji seniors often drank, so he didn't notice it? Later, I realized that Ji was old, and he couldn't taste the taste of food, but after eating, he would be full, and if he ate too much, he would hold on, and if he drank too much, he would get drunk. ”

Murong said: "So he can't drink the difference between the two wines?" was suddenly stunned. Because she didn't know if she was delusional, she saw tears in her eyes.

"Well," Canghai nodded slightly, "The reason why Senior Ji likes the soju in that shop is only because the soju in that shop is easier to get drunk than other liquors in other places. ”

"I really should have spent more time with him. ”

I don't know how long later, Canghai whispered, only to find that Murong had also been silent, looking at him silently and sadly. Maybe Murong didn't want to show his sadness, but he was in love, and he had to do it.

"Heh......" Canghai smiled and said, "What are you doing?" Ji seniors are still living on Yunmen Mountain now, and they have earned more than many people in this world. ”

Murong gently pulled the corners of his lower lip and smiled, lowered his beautiful eyes for a long time, and then raised his eyes and smiled, "I just suddenly thought of something else." "The soft pancreas is slowly stretched and lifted slowly.

Maybe he didn't expect anything to be tied up, but Canghai couldn't help but hold her up. Maybe Canghai didn't want to do this.

The two hands are gently and warmly held together.

Canghai looked at these two hands and chuckled: "As a result, Senior Ji got drunk. ”

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