Ye Xiaochuan took a closer look and was speechless. What fell from the tree were not leaves or pine cones, but two pheasants with their necks broken.
Of course, the pheasant would not break its neck directly, nor would it throw its body in front of him.
He looked up and saw a woman in green clothes and white hair sitting on the branch of a big tree in front of him. Isn't it a woman with a perfect face and no tears or someone else?
"I'm hungry."
Three simple words.
Ye Xiaochuan said enthusiastically: "Tearless Fairy, how did you find me? I'm pretty sure that I've traveled nearly a thousand miles since I left in the morning! It's really enough that you can still find me in this big forest.
It’s awesome.”
Wanyan said without tears: "I have my own method. I haven't eaten for a day. I'm hungry and I want to eat beggar's chicken."
Ye Xiaochuan was about to cry but had no tears. He used his feet to pull the pheasant at his feet and sighed, feeling very depressed.
One sheep is being herded, and two sheep are being driven. Now it seems that this woman is relying on herself and has no choice but to accept her fate.
The taste of beggar's chicken here is not very authentic. Without the fragrance of lotus leaves, we can only find a few unknown large tree leaves to replace the lotus leaves.
I found a dry place and wanted Wanyan Wu Lei to clear a clearing to light a fire. After all, this was a big forest, and there were too many dead branches and leaves underground. If I was not careful, it would cause a mountain fire, so it was necessary to light a fire here.
To clear an area, you have to clear the dirt floor.
As a result, Wanyan rolled her eyes without tears, spread out one with two bearskin mattresses and wrapped the other in two. The old god sat there without any intention of taking action.
There was no other way, Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to take care of everything himself.
This old woman completely regards herself as an old Buddha. Not only does she have to be served, but she also has to be worshiped. To describe her as someone who has nothing to do with her is simply an insult to her.
Wanyan was lazily wrapped in a bearskin mattress. She liked to see Ye Xiaochuan busy. She always felt that this guy should not become a cultivator, but a chef in a restaurant.
From Ye Xiaochuan's body, she could always see some shadows of the past, which made her a little fascinated.
Ye Xiaochuan cleared an open space, dug a small pit, wrapped the beggar's chicken in leaf mud, and built a fire on it with a pile of dead branches. The beggar's chicken could not be simmered in a short time, so he washed it.
He held his hands and found a clean place to sit down.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the flames swayed. Ye Xiaochuan felt a little cold, so he took out his tiger skin cloak and put it on.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Xiaochuan didn't speak, and Wanyan Wutear didn't speak either. The two of them seemed to be in two different parallel spaces. You couldn't see me, and I couldn't see you.
Looking at Ye Xiaochuan's tiger skin cloak, Wan Yan Wu Tears suddenly couldn't help laughing. Especially the tiger head hat and tiger tail on the tiger skin cloak were very funny and interesting.
Ye Xiaochuan was sitting next to her. She reached out and grabbed the tiger's tail and pulled hard.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious, pulled the tiger's tail, and said: 'Why do you women like to pull my tail?'
Wanyan without tears tilted her head and said: "We women? Who else?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Who else can it be? My senior sister Du Chun also drags my tail around all day long. Do all women like long things?"
Wanyan smiled without tears and said: "Of course!"
Ye Xiaochuan held the tiger's tail in his hand to prevent Wanyan Wulei from attacking it, and the two of them fell into an awkward silence for a while.
But after only a moment, Ye Xiaochuan couldn't stand it any longer. He took out the wine gourd and drank a few sips. Wan Yan Wu Lei also wanted to drink, so he took out the wine bowl and jar from the Qiankun bag.
As soon as they drank, the two started talking.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the silver hair blowing in the wind and couldn't help but said: "Tearless Fairy, can you tell me why your hair is white? You are not very old. You cannot have so much white hair."
Wanyan Wulei disliked Ye Xiaochuan's wine bowl. She picked up the wine jar and drank heavily for a while. After a while, she put down the wine jar and looked at Ye Xiaochuan sideways and confused, saying, "You want to know?"
Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said gossipingly: "Of course!"
Wanyan said without tears: "Don't you think you are extremely smart? Guess what."
Ye Xiaochuan scratched his head. This was not the first time he had seen such a white-haired woman. Ten years ago, in Situ Feng's memory, he had seen such a white-haired enchantress. That was Su Qinglian.
, got obsessed, and his hair turned gray overnight.
"Could it be that this woman, like Su Qinglian, was obsessed with things?"
Ye Xiaochuan felt that this was very possible and said: "As far as I know, when a person is obsessed with madness, it is possible for his hair to turn gray overnight. I once saw a peerless woman who, like you, was full of hair at a young age.
He has silver hair. Am I right?"
Wanyan Wutear picked up the wine jar again and drank several sips, then she said: "Three feet of snow fell in one night, and my hair was dyed white. If you are obsessed with it, this will be fine."
Ye Xiaochuan wondered: "Isn't it?"
Wanyan said without tears: "Master Ye, have you ever loved me?"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, shook his head and said: "No."
Wanyan said without tears: "When you really fall in love with someone, you will understand that it is not so strange to have gray hair overnight."
The gossip in Ye Xiaochuan's heart began to burn fiercely like a blazing fire.
He moved his butt closer and said, "Tell me, is there something going on between you and my Senior Brother Yuan? Isn't your hair white because of this?"
Wanyan rolled her eyes without tears and said, "You are overthinking. My hair has been white since I was born. How does it have anything to do with your Senior Brother Yuan?"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and said: "Then why did you talk to me so much just now? And you also talked about love, hate and so on?"
Wanyan Wutei said very innocently: "I'm just exaggerating the atmosphere, can't I?"
Ye Xiaochuan moved to the side, twisted his neck and decided not to pay attention to Wan Yan Wu Tears. This stinky woman was full of tongue-in-cheek, but not a single word was true. She thought she could dig into the scandal between her and Senior Brother Yuan thirty years ago.
, but I ended up overthinking it, and realized that her white hair was natural.
Wanyan without tears said at the side: "Why don't you speak?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "If you are in a bad mood, don't talk to me."
Wanyan chuckled without tears, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. It seemed that there was an unknown sad past hidden in her heart. It was just suppressed deep in her heart, and she had never seen it for decades.
Don't let others see it.
Everyone has a weakness that they don't want to face. Ye Xiaochuan's weakness is Yun Qiyou, and Wanyan Wutei's weakness is Yuan Shaoqin.
After long knowing, she sighed and said: "Yuan Shaoqin, where is he buried?"
