Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 13: Han Qiongzhi
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On the wilderness, Lee Qingshan frowned and stood still.
The red sun rises to the east, and it will have time to spread the light all over the earth. There is a strong wind on the sky, a black cloud like ink splashing, and the sky will be ripped in an instant. The torrential rain is like a note, and the wind is blowing, like the Tianhe River breaks the embankment, and it will flood the whole world.
There is no sign, the morning suddenly becomes like night. He stood in the middle of the night, there was no escape, no relief. Despite the wind and the torrents of rain, the torrential rain washed away, it seemed to be painful in the catharsis, but the dull did not hear a thunder.
That sullen breath, like this dark night, cannot be vented anyway. It's just like this dark rainstorm, blindly poured out.
A thousand miles away, all beings looked up and were amazed at the sudden change in the sky, and faintly felt the ominous signs in it, and their mood became dull and depressed, almost breathless. Many ordinary mortals have fallen to their knees and asked God to worship Buddha.
This is Prestige of a God. Through the creation, the mind moves, the situation changes, and all beings worship.
The river flooded by the rain surged, the houses swayed by the strong wind, and the wheat ears fell.
Li Qingshan's heart moved, and he heard many voices. It was a prayer full of fear. He prayed that God would change his mind and received this heavy rainstorm.
There are thousands of villages within a thousand miles. If this storm continues for another hour and three, I do n’t know how many people will be swallowed by the flood.
"Ah!" Li Qingshan sighed a long time, took a deep breath, in an instant, the clouds gathered and the rain scattered, and the sky was blue.
Therefore, all beings are inexplicably surprised, cheering, and knocking again and again.
He seemed to have swept through the dark clouds and storms all at once, all pressed against his chest, still dark and dark, and the rain was like a note.
"Sentient beings can ask God to worship Buddha, and who should the gods pray to?"
He sighed so much that he took a step forward and disappeared, trying to walk into his memories, hoping to hide from the rain.
When Lee Qingshan reappeared, there was an ordinary Agriculturist School small courtyard in front of him, and the low fences on both sides were covered with vines, embracing a firewood in the middle, and the faded "fu" on the door. Word, a tree Bauhinia in front of the door is blooming in the sun.
"Why is she in such a place?"
It's not like the Hidden Sword Palace's majestic and towering gates. It's not like the Hundred Flowers Immortal Cave's forest-filled and beautiful forest secret.
Li Qingshan was surprised, looking left and right, it was indeed just an ordinary village, not a fantasy.
Han Qiongzhi is a cultivation who has passed Fourth Heavenly Tribulation anyway. Even if you do n’t have your own sect, you must have your own Immortal Cave, but this small village ca n’t be called Heavenly Paradise.
The village is full of smoke and smoke, the barking chicks bark, and the world is full of fireworks. A ray of cooking smoke also rose in the small courtyard in front of me, and the smell of meals and her breath came from the door.
"Nothing wrong, she is here."
But the fireworks and ordinary people in this world are more illusory than any ancestor Immortal Cave and the famous mountain secret realm, so that he has a trace of anxiety.
"dong dong dong!" Li Qingshan snapped his fingers three times.
Yu Yin didn't fall, the door opened, and a burst of red came.
Han Qiongzhi is wearing a red dress, standing tall in the middle of the door, her red lips are full of smiles, and she looks surprised but not accident/surprise. It seems that she has already anticipated Li Qingshan ’s visit and has been waiting for his return.
"You are here! Why is your body so wet? Is it raining?"
Han Qiongzhi looked strangely at the wet, somewhat embarrassed Li Qingshan, but could n’t help but looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, and a few wisps of white clouds hung on the sky.
Li Qingshan could n’t help but smile and pointed to her right hand: “What are you doing? Want to murder your husband?”
It turns out that Han Qiongzhi was holding a **** kitchen knife in his hand. If ordinary people bump into it, they might be shocked.
Han Qiongzhi gave him a white glance, waved his kitchen knife, and took it for granted: "Cook it!"
Then turned around and walked to the yard, took an old hen from the cage in the corner of the yard, raised the knife with his hand, cut off the head of the chicken, and then heated the legs with hot hair, and broke the belly.
She is dedicated and skilled, but she does not use any Magic Spell. Even the old hen is not a rare animal. It is an ordinary, bowed, hen that has laid eggs for several years.
She has walked to the kitchen with the killed chicken, she is too busy to entertain Lee Qingshan, only greets: "Wine is on the table, pour yourself!"
A square table and two benches were placed in the middle of the courtyard. A few small dishes and a pot of old wine were already on the table.
Dish is not a delicacy, only seasonal fresh vegetables and common dishes. Liquor is not a syrup, but it is probably the daughter who is in the cellar, who ca n’t wait for the day when the daughter gets married.
Li Qingshan closes the door, sits at the table, and pours himself a drink. I put another grain of peanuts in it and chewed it carefully. Looking at her busy back in the kitchen, her mind gradually calmed down.
It seems that the husband of the journey has finally returned, and the beloved is on the expedition, and finally he can sit down with peace of mind and slowly drink a glass of wine.
One cup after another, until the jug is dry, until the wine is weak. The wine jar was at the corner of the table, and it was raised again to fill up the jug.
If it were n’t for this nine-day journey, he would want nothing more!
Han Qiongzhi heard the sound of the collision of cups, chopsticks and chopsticks in the courtyard, but he couldn't help but red his eyes, but he didn't dare to look back at him. With both hands flying, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables, frying and cooking, the mind is in a trance, just like in sleepwalking, all by practicing countless times of proficiency, make a dish.
Some people ’s regret is that the girl Huaichun has never really happened with the man he loves.
Some people regret that they have never prepared a table of meals for themselves and made ordinary couples for a day.
I thought I would never have another chance. I thought he would never look back because of his temperament.
But he came back, his eyes exhausted, his expression almost bleak. That was the look she had never seen on his face. The Li Qingshan in her memory is always the fledgling Young Man.
She felt a tingle in her heart, pretending to be okay and turning her head away and asked: "What happened? How did you come back?"
"Come back and see." Li Qingshan said casually.
"How did this happen?" Han Qiongzhi couldn't help but ask.
"What kind of thing?" Li Qingshan just wanted to drink a glass of wine quietly, and he did n’t want to mention any more magic domain Pure Land, war of gods.
"Well, it's very embarrassing! I'm afraid it's not because I lost the battle and was rushed back."
"Ha, joke! Your man ’s name, now All Heavens and Myriad Realms, which one do not know, which one do not know ..."
Being bragging a few more times, the buzz that he tried hard to ignore became harsh again. He suddenly lost his mood and waved his hands impatiently: "Cook your meal, the man ’s business is less for the woman. "
Han Qiongzhi suddenly stopped his hands and looked back at him, but his eyes were full of tears.
Li Qingshan put down wine cup, speechless smiled bitterly.