Chapter 54: Head of dish

Chapter 54
After the rain, the Xiling Mountain has a quiet habitat and the lake is clear. The breeze blew away the frowning furrows of the mountains and vegetation, and the gravel was wrapped in golden sunlight. The fallen leaves are like feathers, and the flowing water is light, and autumn comes quietly.
In this beautiful and quiet valley, a shocking song suddenly sounded:
"Great trick! Good martial arts! How many people in the world can reach the peak?
success! prestige! How many men are really heroes?
Who is the hero? !! "
Along with the famous music, a young girl carrying a basket humbled down the hillside.
He is flirty, with big eyes flickering, walking briskly.
"Hey!"
"what!"
"drink!"
The mountain road is rugged, and you need to jump left and right from time to time to avoid muddy potholes. Several times back and forth, the girl's cheeks were red like peach blossoms, and the beads of sweat slipped down. However, she didn't feel tired. On the contrary, she always smiled, because on her shoulder, in that big basket, there was a treasure that could not be swallowed by the whole Xiling, even the whole river and lake!
"Little sister, go to pigweed again?"
Passing away from the gate of Santang, a slightly older person asked her with a smile at the door.
"Yeah!" The young girl raised her puffy face, her spirits flying, "Brother Lu, I have already played forty-one times! This is the 42nd time!"
"Come on, little sister!" Lu Huahua punched her on the shoulder with envy in her eyes, "We all support you, remember, you are not fighting alone!"
"Well! I must go all out!" The maiden's face was sacred and her face brightened, "I will not shame the teacher, and I will finish this 101 basket of pigweed and get a chance to meet the head of the house!"
"... Ah, here it is again!"
Wang Tianshan looked at the petite figure in the yard cheerfully drying grass, and could not help showing grief and anguish.
"Ruan Ruqiang! What did you tell her?" He turned back and looked at the man behind him, looking annoyed. "Since returning to the mountain, she has been going to the pig valley in Ling Yao Gu every day to fight pigweed. ! "
"... isn't it?" Ruan looked over his face, smiling, and struck a breezy blue coat, revealing a natural and natural show. "This shows that your disciples have perseverance and patience. Xunzi can teach, Wang Tangzhu, Celebrating. "
Wang Tianshan gave him a glance and didn't speak anymore, but his heart was painful and he became a small ball—how much secret grass in the medicine valley he used to put on his face and whiten it! Hate Gan Xiaoqiao, this unknown person, has been cut off almost half!
You are sent to destroy me! He thought this way, becoming more reconciled, and glaring at Ruan Siqiong secretly.
Ruan Siqiang looked out of the window and didn't know what he was thinking. His cheeks were white, almost white, hazy, like the gloomy sky before the rain. Xiao Xiao's silence was like a piece of paper soaked with ink, and a little water dripped.
At that moment, Wang Tianshan suddenly remembered a word that Gan Xiaoqiao often drew.
"--Oh, my sadness is flowing into the river!"
In the afternoon, the valley of elixir.
After playing the forty-third basket of pigweed, Gu Qingqiao sat on the rock with his butt, planning to take a good breath.
Suddenly I heard Soso's voice, looked around, and saw an unknown object moving under the big tree on the hillside.
With a closer look, it turned out to be a panned patched buttock, and looking at the figure, it seemed like a child.
A closer look, saw the child stretch out a small hand, trying to pull the colorful mushrooms on the ground.
"Can't eat!" Out of the conditioned reflection of respect for the old and the young, she picked up a crushed stone and smashed it, and ran quickly under the tree in two steps.
"It's poisonous, you can't eat it!" Taking the mushroom down, she quickly threw it down the mountain, as far as it could be thrown.
"Well? You didn't eat it. How do you know this mushroom is poisonous?"
The other person looked up, revealing the dim eyes under the bucket bucket.
Qing Qiao suddenly trembled--don't look at the figure in front of him, the size of a child, although he has an octogenarian face! With the sound of the gongs that have gone through the vicissitudes of life, how really look awkward.
"What to see ?! Haven't you seen a dwarf?"
The old man was impatient with her staring, and a mule turned and jumped up: "What's wrong with short? Is there anything wrong with short?"
"Drink!" The old man made a standard black tiger.
"Ha!" The old man posed a classic tiger and crane double.
"The dwarf can also be healthy and happy!" After only a bang, the old man closed his wings perfectly with a clean Dapeng.
"... Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"Crunch" back to the chin that fell off, Qing Qiao slammed his palms: "Grandpa, no wonder other people say that everything concentrated is fine! I can count today!"
"Huh!" The old man was very pleased with her bragging, and when she shook her head, her pleats flew up.
"What's your name? Which one's it?" He froze, his sparse beard with only three beards, and a proud look.
"... My name is Gan Xiaoqiao and I'm leaving Santang." Qingqiao wondered about his attitude and struggled for two seconds, but decided to tell the truth.
"Oh-" The old man's tone was suddenly full of contempt, as if all the words were humming from the bottom of his nose. "It turns out that your master is the Tian Wushan Wang Tianshan who has no ability, no wisdom, no talent, no beauty?"
"Uh ..." Although Qing Qiao agreed with this sentence in his heart, he was inconvenienced and could only choose to remain silent.
"How can you continue to follow such a master? You should firmly despise it, scorn it, trample it!" The old man stared at her with dissatisfaction, "I said, why don't you rebel?"
"Uh ... Actually, our master is also very good ..." Qing Qiao wiped his sweat while racking his brain to search for the benefits of Wang Tianshan. "He enriched the visual effects of Xiling and created a group of flowers and rivers. legend……"
"What's so good? A bunch of embroidered pillows!" The old man sneered, dismissive, "You just said it yourself? The more beautiful things, the more vigilant!"
"You can't say that, so you can be partial ... beauties are also good, such as Ruan Siqiong ..." Qing Qiao muttered, refuting, "You can't discriminate on appearance ..."
"Oh? Do you know Ruan Siqiang?" The old man's eyes flashed, "No, I should ask, does he know you?"
"I know, this pigweed was what he asked me to fight." Qing Qiao said here, can't help showing his face, "Uncle Ruan said, when I play a hundred and one basket, he will take me to the gate to see the head , Learn the magic of the world! "
The old man's expression changed greatly, and he calmly disappeared, replaced with a look of panic: "He, he, he, he said that he would take you to the customs to see the leaders?"
"Um." Qing Qiao nodded, and was unknown.
"Oh!" The old man jumped from the ground, frowning several times and frowning again and again, thinking bitterly.
"You!" He stopped suddenly, looking at Qingqiao with a glance, "that ... what Joe?"
"Gan Xiao Qiao." Qing Qiao took his words with understanding.
"Well, Gan Xiaoqiao!" The old man frowned again, with a severe expression. "I order you, quickly carry me down the mountain, and you must rush to Xiling to leave Santang before sunset!"
"Ah?" Qing Qiao was a little bit confused. "Why should I bear you?"
"Because-" The old man took a deep breath and fell to the ground suddenly, "Do you have the heart to let a frail elderly go down the mountain for two hours?"
"... Hey! Aren't you healthy and happy?" Qing Qiao couldn't help voicing.
"Illusion! All this is illusion! You just saw nothing!"
The old man jumped up, and ran to Qing Qiao's basket. He took out the pigweed and jumped in.
"Good disciple, go quickly!" He reached out a hand from the basket, shaking desperately, "the sun is about to go down!"
In the early autumn afternoon, walking on the mountain path under the sun, listening to the singing of birds, this time is quite pleasant.
It's just ... except for the heavy and restless big basket behind him.
"Hey!"
When the fourth drooling kernel hit his face, Gu Qingqiao finally couldn't help but explode.
"... Old man! What are you doing?" Yan Guan clenched, omitting a "dead" word, she stopped and put her fingertips into the tender meat.
"Oh? I'm having afternoon snacks!"
The dry little hand stretched out from behind, holding a big watery pear, and was bitten.
"Do you want to eat? Just say what you want! How can I know if you don't say?"
Qing Qiao opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, but saw that Yali flinched back quickly, and there was a weird laughter behind him.
"Unfortunately, even if you say that, I can't give you food, because only this one is left!"
"You ..." Qing Qiao felt only three black lines on his head.
"I love pears, eat them well!" The little old man finished the pears at the speed of light, hula threw the pear cores, and the "er" long snorted.
Qing Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this time can finally stop.
"Ou, it's time to eat chestnuts!" With cheers, a hard black shell flew out of the basket, and after drawing a beautiful curve in the air, "biu" landed on Qingqiao's Tianling cover.
"You you you!" Qing Qiao trembled, the blue tendons on his fists were exposed, and the whole person was on the edge of a spiritual building called "collapse".
"Don't worship me too much!" The old man's voice was very calm, revealing the peace and detachment of a worldly superior, "If you concentrate on practicing martial arts, you will have such a good mouth when you are 100 years old."
"... Dare to ask my grandfather's surname?" Seeing the sun was about to go down, Qing Qiao forbeared his anger, and said quietly.
"Last name is waived. My name starts with a number." Another chestnut shell flew out and smashed on Qing Qiao's shoulder. "It sounds like thunder! You must have heard it."
"Oh, it's Mr. Sancun Ding, disrespectful and disrespectful." Qing Qiao shouted in disapproval.
"Nonsense!" The basket trembled violently, and someone jumped up and down inside, "It's obviously a little bit bigger than the three! Guess again! Guess again!"
The weight behind him suddenly increased, and Qing Qiao couldn't hold it, and a "snoring" sound led to the ground and fell to the ground.
"Is it five inches ?!" She climbed up with a pale face, and found that the basket was flipped, and the little old man was lying flat on the ground, humming while twitching.
"I, me, my name is four ... four ..."
"Sifeng is in charge ?!" Qing Qiao rushed forward and quickly lifted the old man up.
"Cough, you, you are still a good friend ..." The old man flushed his face and coughed desperately, "Hurry up, put me back ... I, I'm going down the mountain ..."
Qing Qiao scrambled him into the basket, whispering in his mouth: "Really the master? Why not fall like this?"
"I have rheumatism inside, and my joints are not good!" A crackling chestnut popped, and the old man's movements were like lightning. "Have you ever seen an elderly person who has such a good appetite for a hundred-year-old? What's so great about arthritis, you have opinions what?"
"The disciples dare not, the disciples dare not." It was learned that the little old man in front of her was the head she was looking for. Qing Qiao had any other opinions. Hurry up and squat down cheerfully. Tears of happiness burst into tears.
"Little girl, are you familiar with Ruan Siqiong? How could he promise to take you to see me?"
After a short rest, the little old man was alive again.
"... not very familiar, but there are also a little bit, probably between five and seven ..." Qing Qiao hurriedly and answered cautiously.
"Fart, you lied to me!" The old man laughed, "I don't know his own apprentice? If he doesn't trust you 100%, why would he want you to come to this elixir valley to fight pigweed? I said, yours There must be something secret to tell, wow haha! "
Wow ha ha ... wow ha ha ... the old man's evil laughter rang through the valley.
"Dare to ask the head master, where does this come from?" Qing Qiao wondered and raised his ears. Could there be something hidden about this pigweed?
"Uh ... uh ..." The old man knew that he had slipped his mouth and couldn't help covering his mouth with his hands upset. "Why are you asking so much? Hurry up, hurry up! The sun is going to set, and I will pick your skin later ! Drink your blood! Pump your muscles! "
Hum, this old monster with only three hairs!
Qing Qiao defamated as he walked towards the mountain.
The distant mountains are hazy and foggy, and the setting sun is bright red, which will be a difficult night to sleep in Xiling.
As soon as he entered and left the three halls, Ruan's smile and the moon's smile came into sight first.
"Did you finish today?" He was sitting at the carved window drinking tea, contented and very enjoyable.
"No." Qing Qiao shook his head and took the basket off his shoulder. "The pigweed didn't fight back, but an old monster."
"Ouch!" A thin leg stretched out of the bamboo basket, and kicked her hard.
"Master, come out." A faint cry, Ruan Siqiong seemed to have expected everything, Qing Qiao could not help but widen his eyes.
"... Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonoy me, there was a dull weeping sound coming out of the basket, sadly and sadly," oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, "humming wailing came from the basket, wailing and sorrowful," Woohoo ... "
"Come out!" Ruan Siqiong sighed, and his face was helpless. "You slipped out of the village and stole the blue-colored poisonous mushrooms. I don't know and don't tell the elders."
The voice didn't fall, and I saw a dark shadow popping out of the basket quickly, like an arrow off the string struck Ruan Siqiong: "It's important to talk, don't regret it!"
"When did I lie to you?" Ruan Siqiong smiled.
"A good apprentice, a really good apprentice!" Zhang Sifeng immediately hugged his lover's thigh tightly, his face full of satisfaction and happiness like a fairy.
"... However, you are the oldest, and you still need to check your behavior." Ruan Siqiong patted his back. "Don't always think about pleaseting the 'poisonous little peony'. After all, they are the masters of the five drug religions and their status. high……"
"Dig fell in love with her at first sight!" Zhang Sifeng snorted, and two drops of tears burst into the corners of her eyes. "She is the most popular old lady at the ages of 80 and 90, and she can't help digging!"
"Things like this cannot be reluctantly ..." Ruan Siqiong reconciled a few words, suddenly remembered that there were still people in the room, could not help but look up, and saw Gu Qingqiao's eyes were white, and the whole person showed a kind of fainting and fainting. Sleeping profiled.
"This is Gan Xiaoqiao, Master, have you met?" Ruan Siqiong laughed, pulling Zhang Sifeng gently, facing Qing Qiao directly.
"Well, Wang Tianshan's disciples! He has no ability or taste, has no hair on his mouth, and cannot handle things well!"
Once confronted with other disciples, Zhang Sifeng once again showed that imposing and inflated look.
"A hairless mouth is better than long hair on a mole!"
Qing Qiao remembered the "Xiling Lingpai Memoirs" peeping at Harvard College, and couldn't help but yell at each other.
"Ah? How do you know?" Zhang Sifeng covered his chest with his hands, and his face was startled. "Did you peek at me to take a shower? I didn't expect that your young age morals were so corrupted! Animals, evil barriers!"
"You!" Qing Qiao jumped angrily, "You old and unruly three hairy monster! I want to destroy you on behalf of Mars!"
"Hahaha, come on, come on!" Zhang Sifeng smiled in the wind after losing his hands, "If you can beat me, the sow can go to heaven, wow ha ha ha ..."
"Maybe one day, she can really beat you."
Ruan Siqiong raised Zhang Sifeng with a gentle expression: "Master, come with me. The disciples are looking for you, they have something to discuss."
"Okay tomorrow night?"
Zhang Sifeng's feet were suspended, his hands were tremblingly arched under his chin, and the official cute expression of the cat-knight in "Shrek" was set.
Ruan Xiqiang shook his head and laughed and pushed Zhang Sifeng into the inner room.
"Little Joe, wait for us."
Before entering the door, he turned back to say hello to Xiao Qiao.
It was a quiet and long night.
Gu Qingqiao sat in the lobby for a long time, and suddenly he heard a terrible wailing sound in the back room.
"Don't dig like this! Whoop, don't give it, don't give it to anyone!"
"Master ..." Ruan Siqiong's voice was vague and seemed to be advising.
"Don't listen. Don't listen. Don't give it to anyone! Dig will kill her! Kill this little demon girl without a chest!"
Hey, who said no breasts? At least it's A cup, too rude!
Qing Qiao heard indignantly and glanced at his airport.
"She's a badass, she can't dig, and she can't dig if she kills! Oh, it looks like a vault. Are you blind for a clever moment?"
Bad guy? Humph! I'm a bad guy, are you a good guy?
A stunted quail egg, embarrassed to shout everywhere!
Qing Qiao heard more and more angry, could not help but defame.
The crying gradually became smaller, almost inaudible, and eventually disappeared completely.
With a bang, the door of the back room opened, and Ruan Siqiong came out first with a victorious smile.
Zhang Sifeng reluctantly did not want to follow him, his expression was extremely resentful.
"You want an Aoki humanoid sword?" Zhang Sifeng swollen a pair of walnut eyes and asked Qing Qiao.
"Um ..." Qing Qiao returned to Qiao Qiao, Qing Qiao still threw himself on the ground and gave Zhang Sifeng a glance. "The disciple just borrowed a sword and will be the owner in the future. Please master the master!"
"You want to know where the sword is?" Zhang Sifeng raised his proud chin.
"Yes!" Qing Qiao nodded honestly, his heart was like a cat scratching his head, "I beg the head to tell!"
"Come over if you want to know, I will tell you personally." Zhang Sifeng glanced at her lightly.
Qing Qiao hurried to his feet and crawled to him with a rolling belt.
"Come closer! Come closer!" Zhang Sifeng stared at her fiercely. "Do you want all the Xiling to know this secret?"
Qing Qiao quickly passed his ear to Zhang Sifeng's mouth.
"... The hiding place of the Aoki humanoid sword is ..." Zhang Sifeng guarded the wind with his hands and quietly leaned against Qing Qiao's auricle.
"Dig, partial, no, sue, sue, you !!!"
Just listening to the shock of the world, Qing Qiao's eyes burst into Venus, and he fell into the ground unexpectedly.
She was fainted.
"Master, you are too ..." Ruan Siqiong lifted up the young girl who fell to the ground and looked at Zhang Sifeng helplessly.
"Well, how can it be so easy to get the town's treasure from Xiling? This bitterness must be eaten!"
Zhang Sifeng's two nostrils were facing the sky with arrogant expressions.
"... Anyway, you remember that you agreed." Ruan Siqiong hugged the girl and walked towards the door step by step. "The head has promised that he will never repent."
"I won't regret it!" Zhang Sifeng gritted his teeth, "It's you, really decided to give her?"
"Give or not, it's not up to me." Ruan looked at the sleeping girl in her arms and smiled quietly, "Look at her fortune!"