'Leaning on the Building and Listening to the Wind and Rain' Studio.
At noon, Tang Xin was preparing lunch in the kitchen. Due to the different colleges, Tang Xin finished the exam a week earlier than Zhou Yi and moved to the studio in advance.
By the way, after acquiring the big village in Luliang Mountain, the studio's reputation gradually became known. Cheng Yi rented both floors with a single stroke of the pen. The upper floor was completely given to the girls, while the boys all moved to the lower floor.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the room.
Who comes at this time
Tang Xin was a little confused, and quickly put down the kitchen utensils in her hands. She walked quickly towards the door wearing cool shorts, a pair of white and slender long legs and a pair of pink bear slippers.
Arriving at the door to the living room, Tang Xin opened it and saw Zhou Yi's familiar face, staring at the pair of long white legs in her lower body in surprise.
“… So white.”
"Pervert!" Tang Xin gave Zhou Yi a fierce look, then said, "Why are you here?"
"Hey! You've finished your exams!" Zhou Yi laughed and walked towards the door, saying, "I'll also be working here during the summer vacation. From now on, we'll just... Hey?"
Before Zhou Yi even entered the door, Tang Xin pushed him out with both hands, saying coquettishly, "Don't come in. Sister Cheng has a rule that the second floor will only be occupied by girls from now on. You stinky men will have to live upstairs. Hurry up and go find Brother Fu!"
"Ah!" Zhou Yi's face suddenly revealed an extremely lost look, and he said dejectedly: "I thought..."
"What else did you think?"
Before Zhou Yi could finish his words, he felt a fierce murderous aura coming towards him. Zhou Yi was suddenly startled, picked up his suitcase and ran upstairs at lightning speed.
When Fu Ziwen met Zhou Yi, he naturally opened the door for him and immediately arranged a single room for him. He also provided him with good food and drinks and a good treat, which made Zhou Yi feel a little embarrassed for a moment.
Of course, he should be loyal to his emperor, so after lunch, Zhou Yi entered "Jianghu" again.
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Aunt Qiqige opened the curtain of the tent a little and looked towards the setting sun in the west.
The sunset clouds on the grassland are the most beautiful scenery. Watch the sunlight coat them with a layer of light gold, and watch the light bursting out between the clouds like golden threads.
When the wind comes, the clouds will change, and there will be lions, tigers and dragons among them, as well as a large group of burning horses galloping in the sky, with crimson clouds chasing them from behind.
Suddenly, a thin black line slowly appeared at the end of the farthest sky, and soon gradually turned into several familiar black shadows flying towards them.
Aunt Qiqige suddenly burst into laughter and shouted to the entire tribe, "They're back, they're back, they're back."
The shout spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and soon resounded throughout the entire tribe. Almost every household began to flock out to the door to greet their hero, the most powerful warrior in the world!
Aunt Qiqige was no exception. She quickly cleaned herself up, took off her apron, walked out of the yurt quickly, and shouted at the top of her voice: "Qianxia, Qianxia! Hurry up, dress up well, come out quickly, and go with me to welcome the warriors! Ah Zhe, go chop the firewood for me, and fetch some water. All the housework is left to you! Clean yourself up, and don't miss the bonfire party tonight!"
"Oh! Okay! I'll be right there!" The girl named Qianxia smiled and glanced at Wang Zhe, shrugged her shoulders and made a helpless expression, then walked out and followed Aunt Qiqige to meet those chosen ones who were begging for mercy!
Looking at the gradually departing figures of Qianxia and Aunt Qiqige, Wang Zhe shook his head helplessly and sighed softly: "Ren Ya is Ren Ya, she is lovable wherever she goes."
Wang Zhe was Zhou Yi, and the girl named Qianxia was Ren Ya. On that day, Ren Ya used the Heavenly Demon Escape to consume a lot of her true energy and finally led Zhou Yi to escape from the deadly trap set by Kai Xin and others.
The person who performed the Heavenly Demon Escape ran for hundreds of miles in one breath. The river flowed eastward and then jumped into an underground river. He ran for several days, and some of them traveled hundreds of miles. Later, they ended up in the Qiyan tribe.
This is the Mongolian Qiyan tribe, one of the oldest tribes of the Mongolian people, which originated from the ancient Donghu Rouran tribe and is the ancestor of the Mongolian people. The Mongolian Qiyan tribe has lived in the Onon River and Burhan Mountain area for generations.
On that day, Zhou Yi and Ren Ya drifted to the Onon River and were fortunately rescued by a hunter from the Qiyan tribe and brought back to the tribe. Fortunately, most of the Qiyan tribe were warm and hospitable, and the two stayed temporarily at Aunt Qiqige's house. Life on the grassland was hard, and they could only provide simple meals, but they were not forced to live in the wilderness.
Speaking of the hunter who saved Zhou Yi and the others, he is a famous hero, the legendary number one archer on the grassland—Archery God Zhebie! However, this Zhebie is not an NPC, but a real player. Zhebie is the title of the Qiyan tribe, passed down from generation to generation by the best archers on the Mongolian grassland.
However, this contemporary archery god has always been elusive. After rescuing Zhou Yi, Ren Ya and others, he never returned to the tribe. Zhou Yi always felt regretful that he could not thank his savior in person.
As for Aunt Qiqige who took them in, she was the best tailor in the Qiyan tribe. Her husband unfortunately died in the war and she had no children. She was extremely happy to see young men and women like Ren Ya and Zhou Yi, especially since Ren Ya was beautiful and sweet-spoken. Within a few days, Aunt Qiqige treated her like her own daughter.
I heard that the warriors of the Qiyan tribe had won a victory this time, and there would be a wildfire party to celebrate their victory in the evening. The whole tribe would go there to have fun. At the wildfire party, not only could the men and women of the tribe dance to their heart's content, but there was also another exciting news, especially for young people, because at this party, all young people could express their love to the person they liked, and they could marry the person they loved that night... In short, this was an extremely popular night.
Warriors are revered on the grassland, especially those who have won battles for the tribe, and are sought after by countless girls. Tonight, as the heroes of this generation, who have been sung by countless people, return, countless Mongolian girls have dressed up carefully, hoping to win the heart of a hero.
Although Ren Ya didn't care much about it, Aunt Qiqige had already set her sights on her. In terms of appearance and character, none of those wild girls on the grassland could compare to Ren Ya.
I must find a good husband for my girl Chixia. Not a reckless man like Ah Hu and Borlange, but a true hero like Shisan Yi!
Aunt Qiqige walked on the road with her head down, and secretly made up her mind. (To be continued)