After sending her to Wangyou Peak, Qin Song left. In other words, he couldn't get in at all, but Qi Huan walked in easily.
There is no beauty in Wangyou Peak as Qi Huan imagined, except for barren, she can't think of other adjectives. The only bright spot is the bamboo forest hanging in the air a hundred meters away.
Qi Huan stood there and stared at the bamboo forest for a long time, unable to understand why other bamboos grew well on the ground, but they had to grow in midair. color'.
The bamboo forest is floating beside a waterfall, and under the bamboo forest is a pool of green water.
Through the mist, one could vaguely see the building. It is estimated that the elder Mo lived there. After all, the entire peak Qi Huan only saw such a house that could live in.
Don't look at the bamboo forest that is very close to him, but when Qi Huan walked over, he realized that it was so far away. After walking for half an hour, he was surprised that he didn't even "touch" the edge of the bamboo forest.
Finally, Qi Huan couldn't bear it any longer. After looking around on the ground, he picked up a relatively large stone and threw it towards his destination without hesitation.
As a result, the stone penetrated the bamboo forest and disappeared. Of course, even if there is no cultivation base, Qi Huan's eyes are still good. She can see the ripples when the stone penetrates the bamboo forest.
Probably because the stone was quite aggressive, the illusion in front of Qi Huan quickly disappeared. This time, she only took two minutes to walk to the water pool, that is, under the bamboo forest.
I can't fly myself, so how do you get up that Mo or something pretending to be dead inside? Before Qi Huan could think about it, a row of black bamboos growing on the edge suddenly smashed down towards Qi Huan. If it wasn't for her quick reaction, she would definitely become the ghost under the bamboo.
In a few seconds, those bamboos turned into an inclined ladder more than half a meter wide. Qi Huan stepped on it carefully. Fortunately, it was quite strong.
Climb up the inclined ladder, and then the bamboos return to their original shape again. However, Qi Huan was not in the mood to appreciate it at this time. She was completely attracted by the black bamboo building with golden light in front of her.
The materials for building the bamboo building seem to be the surrounding bamboos, but those bamboos seem to be a bit more peculiar. There are golden spots growing on them. Even if there is no sunlight, they still emit light, so in Qi Huan's eyes , This bamboo building turned out to be sparkling.
In any case, Qi Huan still has to admit this, the person living in it has quite an artistic vision. She just doesn't know what kind of bamboo these are. She has never seen it before. Such a beautiful thing will never be forgotten if she sees it once.
Pushing open the door and walking into the room, the first floor was empty and there were no furnishings in it. No, there was still a rope hanging in the air. Qi Huan still had deep feelings for that rope. Because she once slept on the same rope for a long time, the feeling of touch, the feeling of hesitation that she couldn't reach the village or the ground made her want to get the rope out of it every night. The old man with a rope dug a hole and buried it together.
Seeing this ancient "bed" again, Qi Huan turned his head and walked upstairs without a pause.
There are two small compartments on the second floor. Inside is the study. Looking in through the door curtain made of golden bamboo leaves, you can see rows of neatly stacked bamboo slips. Beside the bamboo-supported window, Qi Huan saw a person lying on a bamboo rocking chair covered with white animal skins, lightly tapping the handle of the rocking chair with one hand, and holding a scroll of silk in the other.
She could only see the jade-colored silk book in the man's hand, as well as the slender hand, and the creaking sound of the rocking chair did not destroy the atmosphere in the room, and even gave a sense of tranquility in the heart.
Qi Huan stood at the door, and on tiptoe he could only see the top of the man's head. Fortunately, he was not bald.
"Come in." The sound of the bamboo chair shaking didn't stop. The sound that just reached his ear was like a sigh, which almost made people think it was an illusion. Qi Huan didn't know what she was doing to be so obedient, but she actually walked over.
He opened the golden bamboo leaf curtain, walked into the small study room, and came out with a book. The only decoration here was the man on the chair, if he could be regarded as a work of art.
This fellow is not afraid to see people, otherwise, why would he always give himself a look at the back of his head! Qi Huan muttered to himself in his heart.
"Just stay downstairs, practice more when you have nothing to do, and don't 'ran' around." After a while, Elder Mo continued, "Take these books back and read them, and practice according to your own."
Yes, she has encountered another superb. Back then, Kong Kongzi still knew how to find someone to teach her, and this one was directly the master of the shop. She really regarded her as a genius. The main thing is not this. What Qi Huan wants to know is, what is he doing here by himself? Is it because he thinks it is unpopular here, and find someone to add some vitality
But no matter what, this place is much better than the small mountain village just now. Qi Huan can see it clearly, and he can go with the situation. He obediently picked up the pile of heavy books and slowly moved downstairs.
When he got downstairs, Qi Huan suddenly remembered a very serious matter. There was no bed except for a rope. Where did she sleep? The ring she used to wear on her hand didn't know where it went, and all her household appliances were in it. Qi Huan didn't feel bad about other things. She had slept on that bed for hundreds of years.
Dong dong dong ran up again, suddenly felt a shadow over his head pressing down, Qi Huan raised his head subconsciously, and all the words he had just thought about were forgotten at this time.
Mo Ye... The person standing on the top floor and looking down at him is Mo Ye! Qi Huan blinked her eyes hard, she felt like she was dreaming.
"Mo, Mo Ye?" Qi Huan felt that her voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and now she felt a pile of gold ingots falling from the sky, knocking her unconscious, and the fainting turned into a piece of happy things.
It's just... There was no joy on Mo Ye's face. He looked at Qi Huan with a very calm look, without the slightest turbulence, raised his hand and threw down a jade token, "Take the token to get what you need." Then , people turned around and went back.
Leaving Qi Huan standing alone on the bamboo ladder in a daze, did she recognize the wrong person? Is it really wrong? However, that face is obviously the same, even if it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental, it is clearly insulting her IQ!
However, if he is Mo Ye, why doesn't he know himself? Qi Huan was sitting on the stairs with a palm-sized jade tablet, his hands resting on his chin, Mo Ye's eyes didn't fluctuate at all when he saw him, or did he lose his memory and forget himself? It's impossible for such a bloody thing to be spread by oneself.
Qi Huan, who had been sitting on the stairs and pondered hard, almost grabbed a head of blue silk, and didn't see it. There was a pair of dark eyes staring at her upstairs.
Anyway, now that everyone has become roommates, she has time to dig out the truth. She turned her head and glanced upstairs. Qi Huan took the token and walked down the stairs. Hmph, it's better that she admits the wrong person, otherwise, she must let this bastard man know why the flowers are so red!
The token was very useful. Qi Huan walked around the mountain gate with the token, and basically found all the clothes, food, bedding, and all kinds of daily necessities. She even carried a cauldron back.
Qi Huan stood outside with her hips on her shoulders, smiling very proudly as she watched two unnamed fellow brothers help her move a two-meter-square bed into the house.
This is from her design. Speaking of which, these two senior brothers are really polite. They even cut wood for her with flying swords and made a bed with her for more than an hour.
"What are you doing?" Because of moving the big bed, the sound of ping-pong-pong from downstairs kept going, and finally, someone couldn't take it anymore.
"I've seen Master Mo." The two male disciples were elite disciples who came down from the mountain. Of course, they knew who the man who looked about the same age as them was. However, this Master Mo basically stayed in Wangyou Peak, and not many disciples in the entire sect had seen him.
"We're moving the bed." Seeing the man standing in front of her who made her think about it countless times, but the emotions in his eyes were not familiar to her, Qi Huan felt that something was blocking her chest, and she really wanted to take it The knife dug out his heart to see if it was the original.
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