After the two Shura sensed the rather ambiguous affection in the room, they hastily explained the last things and left quickly. It seemed that they did not want to disturb the couple.
Kuiwu Shura, a man with well-developed limbs but extremely careful, when explaining the last thing, he also conveniently marked a route from Xianyu Town to Haiyu City on the map for Shen Lang and Leng Yanji.
This route seems straight and seems to be a shortcut. But if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that this route covers many scenic spots in the Jiangnan water town. If the Holy Son and the Holy Lady take this road, , presumably you can also take in a lot of scenery.
The final explanation is actually not important. After all, it is still unclear whether the Netherworld Fire Diamond is in the Guo family in Haiyu City. It would take a long time to really investigate in secret, so now Shen Lang I didn't bother to think about what happened next, I just continued to eat my egg fried rice with relish.
Leng Yanji asked with a smile: "Hey! Are you stupid? Even if you want to please me, you don't need to lie to yourself, right? It's obviously not delicious at all."
"Who said that? It's obviously very delicious." Shen Lang said sincerely: "It seems that you have some talent in cooking, madam."
"Nonsense." Leng Yanji said with a cold face, knowing very well that these words were probably false. But being praised by Shen Lang still made her feel elated.
Perhaps, sometimes truth and lies are not too important. And women are animals that like to listen to lies.
"I'm not talking nonsense, it's just a little salty." Shen Lang said seriously: "The taste in the north is generally heavier. In the past, the homely meals I ate every day in Beihuang were almost as salty, so for me It’s really quite delicious.”
"Is it really delicious?" Leng Yanji asked uncertainly.
"Am I going to lie to you about such a trivial matter?" Shen Lang said speechlessly.
Leng Yanji did not speak, but suddenly thought of the old saying in Buzhou Mountain. As the saying goes: If you are not a family, you will not be able to eat at home if you do not enter the same family.
And Shen Lang is used to eating the fried rice she makes, does that mean that he is really her food?
Shen Lang didn't know that Leng Yanji was thinking about Shen Lang, but after eating a large portion of fried rice, he smacked his lips and said, "It's delicious, but I'm a little thirsty after eating too much."
Perhaps because Leng Yanji was a little dizzy after being praised, Shen Lang said she was thirsty without even thinking about it, and she naturally poured a glass of water for Shen Lang.
"Well... you're so good." Shen Lang couldn't help but say, "I think you are becoming more and more like my wife."
"Tch, then you'd better not think like that." Leng Yanji tilted her head to one side and said, "Because I won't like you."
Shen Lang shrugged indifferently. After eating and drinking enough water, he felt a little tired, so he stood up and said, "We just had dinner, come and go out with me."
"If there's any improvement, it's better to rest early." Although Leng Yanji said she didn't want to take a walk, she still followed Shen Lang.
The two of them walked out of the yard and came to the door again. After going out, what they saw was a stream blocking the road, and there was no path for walking.
"I just told you, there is water all around, nothing will get better." Leng Yanji said again.
Shen Lang thought for a moment, then jumped onto the boat, untied the anchor and said, "How about punting?"
"Can you punt a boat?" Leng Yanji asked in surprise.
Shen Lang asked in confusion: "Buzhou Mountain is like an island surrounded by the sea. Don't you know how to punt?"
"I have been cultivating since I was a child. By the time I leave Mount Buzhou, I will already be a monk in the Kongming Realm. I can easily fly thousands of miles with a sword. Why use a boat?" Leng Yanji said matter-of-factly.
"That's such a pity." Shen Lang suddenly felt that Leng Yanji's life might be much more monotonous than he imagined.
"What's a pity?" Leng Yanji asked.
"The monks are flying high and high, and their swords are flying very fast. But apart from practicing, it is just fighting and killing, which is a bit too boring. Life always needs other things to spice things up. There are always many new things in life.
You can try the fun." Shen Lang said with a smile.
"Childish." After Leng Yanji replied coldly, she no longer wanted to pay attention to him. She sat on the stone on the shore and held her little head, seeming a little bored.
Shen Lang smiled and did not argue with him, picked up the long pole and paddled the boat. The boat slowly rippled in the shallow stream, but Shen Lang's mood rippled like water waves, appearing calm and comfortable.
Leng Yanji watched the boat float further and further away, and looked at the waves on the water. She felt even more bored, and began to think seriously about Shen Lang's words.
Monks have a long lifespan. If they practice simply for the sake of practice, it will indeed be very boring and lose a lot of fun. And looking at her previous decades of life, it does seem very monotonous, and can even be described as a blank sheet of paper.
She has been practicing in Buzhou Mountain since she was a child. In addition to practicing, she also learns various secret techniques. She is proficient in various secret techniques and supernatural powers of magic, but she cannot cook, sew, embroider, punt, or ride a horse.
I haven't tried many things.
Originally, Leng Yanji only attributed those small things to things she didn't need to do, but when he saw Shen Lang enjoying himself while punting the boat, he couldn't help but feel tired and wanted to try something new.
I felt like I was thinking to myself: Maybe those little things can be interesting?
Thinking about this, she felt that sitting on the shore was really boring, so she jumped across a distance of tens of meters and landed on the boat.
"What? Are you interested? Do you want to give it a try?" Shen Lang asked.
"Tch, what's so difficult about this?" Leng Yanji snorted: "Besides, I don't think it's funny, I just want you to know that I can also do what you can do."
After saying this, she snatched the long pole from Shen Lang's hand and prepared to punt.
In fact, it is not difficult to punt a boat. Because the pole is long enough and the stream is shallow enough, the pole can be stabbed directly into the rocks on the bottom of the water. Then, by using the power of the pole to hold up the rocks on the river bed, the boat can move smoothly.
Slide forward.
Moreover, she had been sitting on the shore for a long time and noticed what Shen Lang did. So after taking the long pole, she also imitated Shen Lang's previous approach and gently pushed it into the water, holding the boat forward slowly.
, although the movements are jerky, they look decent.
Leng Yanji found it more and more simple, but people always tend to make a common mistake when learning things. Children always want to run as soon as they learn to walk, and nomadic teenagers want to gallop on the grassland as soon as they get on a horse.
Leng Yanji had just learned how to punt, and she wanted to go faster.
Because people always like to regard speed and slowness as a criterion for measuring skills, so after just a few times with the long pole, Leng Yanji suddenly increased her strength, and the long pole in her hand was like a spear piercing the bottom of the water, and then her hand suddenly
After adding a little more strength, I saw...
With a click, the long pole broke into two pieces. Leng Yanji looked at the only half of the short pole left in her hand and stood at the stern of the boat, dumbfounded.
But Shen Lang couldn't help laughing: "Sister-in-law, that's just a long bamboo pole, not your magic weapon!"