Nightfall

The second volume of the Winter Lake 244th chapter lotus

Standing by the lake, Ning Que looked back and saw the green trees towering, the pink walls and black eaves appeared in the middle, seeing the precious in the quiet, thinking that this is his own home, I ca n’t help but feel a little emotion like Sang Sang, great satisfaction , Said: "We will live in a bigger house in the future. (_ 彩 & 虹 & 文 & 学) M"

Sang Sang was a little surprised and raised his head and said: "A bigger house than here can only be the Princess Palace and the Royal Palace."

Ning Que reached out and took her into her arms, rubbing her head and said, "We also go to the Princess Palace and the Royal Palace frequently. I really want to live there in the future. I will ask your Majesty."

Sang Sang smiled happily against his chest.

The sky light leaking from the green leaves of the ancient trees suddenly became a lot lighter, rather Ningque looked up at the sky, and I saw some big clouds floating in the sky above the treetops, blocking the blazing sunlight.

He pushed Sang Sang away from his arms and said, "Go boating."

The completely different treatments before and after did not make the little maid so uncomfortable. She yelled and walked towards the newly built simple mooring dock on the lakeshore.

A wooden stack about a few feet long stretched into Yanming Lake. There were two small boats moored in front of the stack. There were oars at the stern and a awning on the boat. The condition was very new.

The wooden paddle pierced the white clouds and blue sky reflected on the lake, and the lake wave gradually rose to the distance, disturbing the water plants in the clear water, and frightened the fish in the water plants.

The boat left the trestle and headed towards the heart of the lake.

In the middle of Yanming Lake is a lotus field.

Ning Queban was lying on the bow of the ship, and the single collar on her body had been untied. He lay in the shade of the boat tent, sniffing the faint lotus in the wind, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Sang Sang stood at the stern and slowly pitched his oars.

"You close your eyes and feel it."

Ning Que said.

Sang Sangyi put down the oar in his hand and walked into the awning, leaned against him, closed his eyes, his thin lashes flicked gently, and his yellow hair fluttered in the lake wind.

"What did you feel?"

"The wind of the lake is very cool."

"I am asking for the breath of heaven and earth."

"It seems ... it is thicker than the shore."

Sang Sang opened his eyes and looked at the lotus field not far away, his thin brow furrowed.

Ning Que took the drawing from his arms and pointed to the Yanming Lake with a large fingernail on the picture: "This lake is the left branch of the city of Chang'an City. The court dredged the lake last year in the name of Ying Changan The government ’s demands are in fact the daily maintenance of the Shocking Array at Tianshu. "

Sang Sang asked, "Then we bought a house by the lake, did the court agree?"

"I am in charge of the Changan City formation, not to mention this lake."

Ning Que went on to say: "The reason why I sold the house on the lake was to buy the house on the lake for selling iron and vomiting blood. The first thing is this lake. The large formation in Chang'an City has never been launched, but it has been running slowly, Yan Ming. As the left bronchial eye, the lake naturally condenses some vitality of heaven and earth. Although the self-uniform power of heaven and earth is too strong, the concentration here cannot be too special, but it is beneficial to practice. "

Sang Sang nodded inexplicably.

"The most critical issue is that if I can really control the large formation in Chang'an City, I can connect the formation designed by Seventh Sister for us and the array of shock."

Ning Que said: "At that time, I don't need to start a shocking array to shake the world. I also have the ability to borrow from the Chang'an City to plant someone in lotus."

Sang Sang thought for a moment and said, "It sounds difficult to listen to."

Ning Que thought about his studies in the palace these days, and said Wei Shi: "It's harder than hard."

Sang Sang said: "Master, I believe you can do it."

"Hopefully, it's just that time is running out."

Ning Que looked at the lotus field not far away, thinking that in autumn, these verdant lotus leaves would all turn into withered yellow leaves, and the man would return to Chang'an, unable to silence.

"Go to the lotus field over there."

He said.

Sang Sang stood up beside him, walked to the stern, and shook the paddle again.

"Let's paddle together……"

Ning Que's singing rang from the boat on the lake.

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Yanming Lake belongs to the public mountain forest land of the government. It is not allowed to sell, and it cannot become a private property that is lacking. However, he bought the house on the lakeside. The court looked at him in his identity, and naturally he would not be more authentic than him. Yanming Mountain is not well-known, and there are very few tourists, so Yanming Lake is actually equal to the private lake of his house. On the pleasant lake, only a bunting boat is floating.

Sealing such good scenery into a private garden that can only be viewed by oneself, cut off the opportunity for the people of Chang'an City to get close, of course, it will seem a little unkind, and even have some moral issues, but rather lack of the master and the servant Even upstarts are never kind people, and they don't pay much attention to moral issues.

The more than ten acres of lotus fields in the middle of the lake are all lotus flowers that are rather short of money to hire people. After these days, they are nourished by the lake mud. The lotus leaves are already dense and the flowers are blooming.

Sang Sang shook the oars, and the boat slowly entered the lotus field, looking out. In addition to the blue lotus leaves and pink lotus flowers, he could not see anything else, as if entering a secluded labyrinth, entering the heat The world is very different.

The cyan round lotus leaf is like a Pufan boat lying on the surface of the water, stretched out in the air, from time to time touches the wall of the ship, and makes a rustling sound, the lotus is placed on the side of the boat, those pink white soft and tender smooth The petals of the jade are close to the two, and you can even smell the faint fragrance clearly.

Ning Que leaned on the bow of the boat and looked at the lotus leaves of a fan-like boat brushing her body. She held a fan in her hand and squinted her eyes. While admiring the beauty of the lotus field, she was meditating and practicing while using the cliff cave The learned Qigong exercises kept breathing and breathing the breath of the world between the lake and the noble qi in the body.

The drop of liquid that Haoran Qi condensed in his body is now fuller, and it looks like a lotus leaf rolling around, which may fall into the water droplets on the lake at any time.

The boat went deep into the lotus field, the lakeside house and even the Yanming Mountain on the south bank were covered by the lotus leaves. Sang Sang put down the oars, sat next to Ning Que, and reached out the side of the boat and picked a lotus among the leaves.

The little hand exerted a little force to tear the fresh lotus that didn't take long to pick out the light green lotus seeds. She peeled the lotus seeds carefully, picked out the thin lotus core inside, and sent it to Ning Que's lips.

Ning Que didn't open her eyes, she ate the lotus seeds at her fingertips, and when she chewed the fragrance, he suddenly opened her eyes and said, "The first lotus core is not bitter, why bother to pick it out."

Sang Sang had processed several lotus seeds and fed them all into his mouth. He did not listen to what he said and still carefully picked out the lotus core.

"I heard people say that lotus core can be used as medicine, but it can't be wasted."

She said with her head down.

Ning Que was speechless and said, "How can we say that we are also people with large houses? Why should we still be so frugal and have the skill, you might as well let me write a few more signatures."

Sang Sang thought for a while, and thought that this was the truth. After looking at the lotus core on his knee, he made up his mind and threw the lotus core into the lake, washed his hands in the lake, and walked back to the stern.

"Where are you going?"

Ning Que looked at the boat swaying, and asked inexplicably.

Sang Sang said: "Go back and let you write a few more signatures. Buy this house and spend all the money. Even if you have won a lot of things in the palace, but last night, it was thousands of miles away. Two silvers. "

Ning Que said helplessly: "Don't hurry for a while?"

Sang Sang laughed and said, "Teasing you to play, hurry and say, where to go at this time."

Ning Que said: "Arbitrary strokes are."

The boat roamed freely in the lotus field.

Ning Que unwrapped the package beside her, took out the small tin can, and carefully touched the deep straight stripes on it, and found that he really did not have the skills of Brother Liu.

He tossed the tin can into the lake at will.

In these days, Brother Six made a total of more than 30 small iron cans, and now they continue to do so in the back hill of the academy. As long as there is time, energy will be continuously supplied.

The small iron kettle was stuffed with iron scraps of sufficient weight, and the power was increased a bit during the test, and it was thrown into the lake water to ensure that it did not float.

The relatively troublesome thing is the fire symbol in the small iron can.

Although Ning Que is much stronger and richer in mind than ordinary practitioners, he still feels a bit hard for more than 30 consecutive rune papers with the most full rune.

Sang Sang shook his paddle.

He leaned on the bow of the boat, throwing small tin cans into the lake from time to time, ignoring the fish on the lotus leaf.

The boat swam at random, he threw it at random, this situation seemed comfortable and natural, in fact, the location where he threw the small iron kettle into the lake was kept in mind.

Among the rowing lotus boats, green leaves and fields.

The lake was broken at first glance, puffy puffy, crisp and nice.

Just like there are frogs from time to time, jumping from the boat into the lake.

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When the boat sailed out of the lotus field, the small iron kettle had all sunk into the lake. At this time, the sky was covered with rain clouds. I don't know if it was twilight or when.

Ning Que stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the shore of the lake that was getting closer and closer. The Yanming Mountain on the shore was a bit steep but not high. His eyes narrowed, and the lake breeze was much cooler than yesterday. Comfortable.

When the boat reached the south bank, the two boarded the shore and entered the forest. They pulled up the grass and found a way, and finally reached the peak of Yanming Mountain. The peak is not high, but it can overlook the lake.

Ning Que looked to the courtyard on the north bank of the lake, looked at the faint lines between the eaves of the flower trees, and silently compared with the formation left by the Seventh Sister in her heart to confirm that there was no deviation.

"If Haotian can give me enough time for me to connect this lake and the mountain of shock, then I believe I can kill anyone I want to kill here."

Just after he said this, it seemed that Haotian could no longer tolerate his arrogance and arrogance. A thick cloud of rain suddenly flashed through the sky, and then there was a thunderous thunder.

The rainstorm fell without warning and instantly turned into countless water curtains, covering the entire Changan City. Yanming Lake and Yanming Mountain were silent in the rain.

At the moment of thunder and thunder, Sang Sang opened the **** umbrella at the fastest speed.

Ning Que looked up at the black umbrella and said, "Thunder umbrellas are easy to hack to death."

Sang Sang said: "You said it as a child, but we were not hacked to death."

Ning Que sighed and said: "It really is a magical world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then close your eyes and feel it."

The rainstorm is like a note.

Thunder and lightning.

Sang Sang stood by the cliff, facing the unsettling lake, closing his eyes and holding the handle of the **** umbrella.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Ning Que asked solemnly, "How do you feel?"

Sang Sang opened his eyes, the brightness in his eyes was better than the lightning in the rain clouds.

"I can feel everything."

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(It ’s really gone today, see you tomorrow ... Now it ’s becoming a daytime writing book, it ’s really uncomfortable, my eyes have always been flowers, but it seems that the efficiency is good, I hope to continue.)

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