The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Bian Yuanfeng held the pen with one hand and pressed it on the paper with the other.
After drawing for half a day, the ink stained the paper more and more dirty, but in the end I still drew a general shape.
He put away his pen and sat down with the drawing paper.
The water was still flowing very fast, and his shoes and socks had already been wet, and the entire trousers and knees were soaked.
The boy rubbed his back and straightened up, and said, "Master, is it time to go back?"
Bian Yuanfeng looked at the drawing paper, then looked up at the wooden pole in the distance, shaking his head: "There's no hurry."
The dark clouds are coming from the sky, forming clumps.
But at this time, the sky was still sunny on the other side, with clear blue clouds in the sky.
The sky was divided into two colors, the sea of clouds rolled above their heads, the grass on the vast mountain tops was flying, and the sand and stones were blown up by the wind, which was confusing to the eyes from time to time.
Bian Yuanfeng was not in a hurry, but the boy was really anxious.
But when he met such a calm young master, he had nothing to do.
On the other side of the mountain top, Xia Zhaoyi was leaning against a tombstone with her knees in her arms, feeling drowsy.
Her strong willpower could no longer support the body of this little girl.
She rubbed her nose and looked up at the sky.
It won't rain for a while, so she came here to rest, but she couldn't guarantee whether the two people in the distance would come here to avoid the rain.
But if you go over there, there is a cliff, and there is no place to hide.
The strong wind blew Xia Zhaoyi's hair into a mess, and her little face lost some of its color.
She looked at the cliff, and her sleepy eyes gradually became clearer.
After looking around at the terrain, Xia Zhaoyi stood up with the tree trunk in his hand and walked towards the cliff.
She has almost the entire topography of the mountain in her mind, including the layout of the large and small courtyards at the front of the mountain, as well as the direction of Longhu Hall and the east mountain.
And this cliff is to the east.
Xia Zhaoyi stood still on the edge of the cliff and lowered his eyes.
Looking down from a high altitude, it turns out that there are indeed many buildings below, spread out in rows, and there are three small pastures used for training. One of them seems to be filled with swords and sticks, which are as small as ants.
On the other side is the stable, which is also quite large.
It seems a little inappropriate to classify the east mountain top as the front mountain, because it stretches out to the mountains on the other side.
But the fracture here is a bit strange, it doesn't look like it's natural.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at her feet, stretched out her feet and rubbed them gently.
Stone mine!
She rubbed it twice more, frowned, and looked at the entire edge of the cliff.
This entire area was excavated manually, and underneath is a mine.
Now there are a lot of weeds growing on this cliff. Judging from the appearance of Xingrong, it seems that it has been there for a long time.
"Who's there!"
There was a sudden shout from behind.
Xia Zhaoyi paused slightly and turned around.
The boy also stretched out his hand and pointed at her, with a slightly fierce look on his face.
Bian Yuanfeng followed the boy, with one hand behind his back and the other in front of him. His eyes were searching and gloomy, and they fell coldly on the girl on the edge of the cliff.
The girl was holding a tree trunk in her hands, with a dirty mud stain on her back. Her clothes were blown up and bulging, making her figure look even thinner.
Her hair was tied into a simple and neat ponytail, which did not fall apart even in the wind, with only scattered hair flapping around her face.
With such a roar, an ordinary person would probably slip off the cliff and fall.
But the girl was probably scared to death, her expression was too calm, her black and white eyes were as clear as if they were mixed with lake water, and she looked over so brightly.
It's as clear as a flowing stream.
How could any child slave on the mountain be so calm and calm when seeing him?
He must have been frightened out of his wits.
"I'm talking to you!" the boy scolded again.
I don't know why, but he felt a little embarrassed that this girl was so stupid and didn't answer.
The girl really looked at him as if he were a fool, and even smiled.
"Hey," the boy said again, "you're damn deaf."
"What are you yelling about?" Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "If you have the ability, come over and beat me."
"Uh..." The boy suddenly became speechless.
He looked at Linyun in the sky behind Xia Zhaoyi, then turned his head and looked at Bian Yuanfeng next to him.
Bian Yuanfeng gave him a cold look, cursed silently, and walked over.
But when he reached the edge of the cliff, his legs were a little weak and he didn't dare to go any closer.
"What are you doing standing there? Come here." Bian Yuanfeng said sternly.
"It's too high, my legs are weak and I can't walk."
"Then you're still laughing!" The boy shouted as if he wanted to regain his face, "If you know you're scared, just crawl over here!"
"What I just said was about your Bian Erlang," Xia Zhaoyi looked at Bian Yuanfeng, "Yes and no, my legs are weak and I can't walk anymore. If so, you can crawl over."
"What did you say!" Bian Yuanfeng shouted.
Xia Zhaoyi put his hands on his chest, made two fingers on one hand and moved them horizontally in front of him, tilted his head and said with a smile: "That's it, crawl."
"You are looking for death!" Bian Yuanfeng yelled again and looked at the boy next to him, "Go find a piece of wood. If she doesn't come over, poke her down!"
Xia Zhaoyi lowered her head and picked up a stone with her toes. The stone bounced up. She reached out to catch it and threw it towards Bian Yuanfeng.
"Oh, Master!" the boy exclaimed.
Bian Yuanfeng hurriedly hid to the side, but before he could stabilize his body, another stone flew towards him, but it was aimed at the boy next to him.
The boy was so worried about Bian Yuanfeng that he couldn't care about himself, so he was suddenly hit on the forehead.
It doesn't hurt very much, but it doesn't feel good either.
"You little bitch!" the boy scolded.
Before he finished speaking, Xia Zhaoyi was seen running towards the other side. He was extremely agile, picking up stones as he ran, and then jumped onto a grave.
When Bian Yuanfeng saw his ancestor's grave being stepped on, he was so angry that he almost exploded: "Get off here!"
What answered him was a stone belonging to Xia Zhaoyi.
Bian Yuanfeng dodged, but her speed was too fast, and she threw stones one after another, and he was hit in the forehead by one.
This one is very powerful and it does hurt a bit.
"I'll kill you!" Bian Yuanfeng roared, lifting his robe and chasing after her.
The boy grabbed him and handed him a handful of stones: "Master, here you go!"
Bian Yuanfeng picked up a few and threw them away while running.
The girl jumped off the grave bag, ran back, and suddenly disappeared.
Bian Yuanfeng ran to the tombstone where she was standing and said angrily: "Come out! Come out!"
A crisp whistle sounded.
Bian Yuanfeng looked back.
"Snapped!"
A stone was thrown.
Bian Yuanfeng covered the place where he was hit and spread his palms. There was actually some bloodshot eyes.
"Your head is not in good shape," the girl's clear and sweet voice sounded, "so I'm going to give you a tap, just in case you wake up and be careful."
She thought it would be troublesome to go up the mountain, so she threw the box and the whip inside in the weeds as she passed.
If she could have known that she would meet these two people on the mountain, she would have carried them no matter how hard it was.
what a pity.
"Come on, come on, Master, here it is."
At this time, the boy diligently carried a pile of stones in his clothes and chased after him.
"roll!"
When had Bian Yuanfeng been so angry, he pushed the boy away.
