Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 55 The 100th Butterfly

I took a few deep breaths, without bothering to wipe the saliva that flowed down my neck, and complained to Jing Nian: "You don't understand anything! If you don't swallow the fish, it will be snatched away by bugs!"

He looked at me like a monster. "Are you crazy? Fighting for food from bugs?"

"No! I... I just want to keep a gift... Is there something wrong?"

I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but Jing Nian's heartbeat seemed to be out of tune, he avoided my gaze, and the tips of his ears turned red. "You, do you really value what I give you so much?"

I sniffed, wondering why he put the accent on the word "I".

"Maybe... Maybe it's because the gift you gave me is alive."

As a dead thing, it is hard for me not to yearn for it.

Jing Nian pursed her lips and remained silent, as if she was thinking about my words.

But I also know that it is impossible for him to understand the behavior and concept of the machine, so he can only compromise and say: "I'm sorry, I won't eat it, then you, don't forget to buy me the same one next time."

After a while, Jing Nian sighed. "The lyre fish is not an ordinary thing, and its corpse can last for thousands of years. You don't need to pay attention to these insects and ants. They are very picky. They are attracted by the spiritual energy left on the fallen leaves. They never eat carrion."

"Ah... oh... yeah, I just found out."

I was actually self-defeating.

I hurriedly buried the Qinyu, Jing Nian silently watched my movements, and only showed me my fingers when I was about to leave.

My fingers were full of silver threads that hadn't completely dried up, I wiped the corners of my mouth in a panic, and then twisted my sleeves for Jing Nian to wipe.

But I always feel that I haven't wiped it clean, even his fingertips are red from my rubbing.

It's so embarrassing, he should hurry up and say something, don't say nothing.

As I wished, Jing Nian finally said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother."

"Ok?"

"I shouldn't use and play with my brother as an object."

"I know, didn't I apologize before? When I was in the secret realm."

"No, you don't understand, brother." He shook his head, "A verbal apology is useless, I want to actually do something for you."

"Uh, I still don't quite get it."

"I helped senior brother make a surprise assessment before, and I also sent senior brother Shenwu, but in the end, I just acted according to my own preferences. On the surface, I helped senior brother, but it didn't solve the problem from the source." He closed his palms and held My ten fingers. "Brother, do you still remember what I said when I first came to Tianyi City?"

I remember, Jing Nian said, we are accomplices.

"That's right, it's an accomplice, not my appendage. Brother, you need to become really strong in order to gain a foothold in the sect and not be bullied by those dirty people."

As he spoke, he moved gently and lifted the hair around my ears. "Of course, until that day comes, I won't let anyone hurt Senior Brother."

Today's Jing Nian is very serious, without any evil spirit, and the tips of my ears turn red.

"Speak as you speak, why are you so close? I'm not deaf!"

Jing Young laughed a few times. "I will ask Master for instructions to go to the ice lake to practice for a period of time in order to break through the late Yuanying stage. When the time comes, come and find me by the lake."

There is only one ice lake in Wuyunzong, which is also the one mentioned by Qin Yuyu. It is covered with thousands of years of ice. If necessary, it can be supplemented with bone tail scorpions to warm the body.

Of course Jing Nian doesn't need it, and I really have a shadow of that scorpion, but it's unreasonable to go there empty-handed, not to mention that it is said that the frozen lake will take a thousand days and nights to get out.

Just in case I was bored, I asked Xue Jiajia for some exercise cheats to take with me.

He was holding the story book and saw the finale, and he didn't want to get up, so he asked Qin Simu to bring the book.

The silly boy took his words as a standard, and he moved the entire bookshelf with a sigh.Looking at the various covers, I couldn't make a choice, so I picked a few in each row.

With such dedication, Jing Nian will definitely look at me with admiration.

Before leaving, Qin Simu thought of something again and gave me a small gourd. "I still have a little old wine left from the pawn shop last time. You can take it. I heard that the frozen lake is cold."

Although I don't use such a primitive method as drinking to warm up, if I refuse, he must be nagging endlessly, so he accepts it.

The ice lake is at the junction of Weizhen Peak and Xunfeng Peak. It took me a while to find it.

After a rough measurement, the temperature here is extremely low, which is nothing compared to last winter.

Feixue is not a hexagonal crystal flower, but a butterfly shape, and a slight flap of its wings will bring a more violent blizzard.

Wrapped tightly in the thick fox fur, I sighed as I walked, the low temperature consumes the most power.

Jing Nian had been waiting for a long time, so he led me to the cave where I rest at night.

Elder Yan Zhen felt sorry for his good apprentice, and ordered someone to send some quilts.

But Jing Nian didn't appreciate it, he provoked the limp guy with his sword, and threw it all at me.

All he had left was his cold stone bed.

I touched it curiously, and a thin layer of frost immediately formed on my fingertips, so I asked Jing Nian, "Isn't it cold where you sleep?"

"I don't sleep here." Jing Nian pointed to the distant lake that looks like a fairyland in Penglai, "I will stay in the center of the lake for a thousand days and nights."

"The center of the lake is the source of the cold current, it should be much colder than here."

"Well, but practicing in the center of the lake is more effective. After you get used to it, you can come to the center of the lake to find me."

"No need, I think it's fine here." I shrank my neck, piled the ancient books that were as frozen as ice bricks on the side of the bed as a pillow, deliberately made a lot of noise, and then lay down with my eyes closed.

It did attract Jing Nian's attention, but he didn't praise me for being well prepared, he just asked, "Are you sleepy in broad daylight?"

"Tsk, I'm feeling the edification of knowledge. In your words... it's enlightenment... Hiss... This place seems to really allow people to concentrate..."

Of course, it would be even better if knowledge can be automatically infiltrated from high-density books into low-density brains. I would like to call it the infiltration learning method.

He taps my forehead. "I didn't see the influence, I just felt that you were like a steamed bun lying on a steamer."

Oh, it turned out to be teasing me for wearing too much.

I was so annoyed that I saw that he was dressed lightly, so I asked, "Don't you bring anything?"

"Bring something."

"What is it?"

"When did you come to the lake, I'll tell you again."

In a blink of an eye, Jing Nian flew towards the ice lake, and the ending sound drifted far away, making my ears itch.He also trotted to keep up, but when he really reached the lake, he was dumbfounded.

Not only is the bone-chilling wind blowing on the lake, but the lake is also covered with extremely pure spiritual currents, and every thunder that falls over thousands of years will be absorbed into the lake.

For Jing Nian and other monks, they only need to avoid the water snake-like scurrying spiritual current to walk in it.

But in my eyes, spiritual flow is definitely not scattered into strands, but an impenetrable net.

The entire ice surface is a huge conductor, and it is also an extremely unstable electromagnetic pulse bomb. If I don't pay attention, it will explode in my metal body.

I withdrew my foot that almost stepped into the lake, and shouted to the hazy figure in the middle of the lake, "The future will be long!"

Jing Nian didn't answer, I took it as acquiescence, turned around and went back to the cave.

The falling snow butterflies quickly covered up the footprints.

There is non-stop wind and snow all day long, and it is difficult for people to know the day, night and time. Xu Jingnian is afraid that I will slack off, so every ten days, a lavender sound-transmitting snow butterfly will be released regularly, so as to make a living for me. I answer questions.

When the last word was finished, Xuedie happened to melt beside the pillow, and the snow water was actually warm, like his palm that only warmed up when he was happy.

What a terrible guy, far away in the middle of the lake, but can accurately grasp my progress.

The tall stack of books beside the bed became shorter, and there was only the last one left. I opened it casually, and what caught my eye was a erotic painting, which seemed to have been accidentally put in by Qin Simu when he was tidying up.

The world is getting worse, Xue Jiajia even collects such things, and she is not afraid of spoiling children.

I didn't want to read it carefully, so I threw the book into the fire.

The paper burns slowly, but it reveals every detail of the people in the painting, including the tiny bells in their hands.

I silently added all the remaining firewood to the fire.

This Mianling is really lingering, is it because No. 3 gave it to me?

Thankfully it's not here now.

The timed alarm clock suddenly rang in my mind, reminding me that today is the day I received the [-]th snow butterfly.

It is also the day when Jing Nian leaves customs.

But the world outside the cave is covered in plain silver, not a single bit of purple.

Could it be that something happened to Jing Nian?