On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Xie Wuwang retreated a little.

The figure is tall and straight, the look is cold, and the appearance of a gentleman with a glorious scene.

He took it for granted, letting Ning Qingqing's tightly tightened shoulders relax a little bit.

Congratulations with a light kiss...it seems, seems, probably, there is nothing wrong... right?

"Oh..." She turned her gaze away nonchalantly, and slowly looked towards the endless grassland, "I'm in Beilinzhou."

Xie Wuwang but laughed silently.

When he landed on the knee-length meadow, he took a few steps, turned sideways and looked back, with a warm voice: "A Qing, his ears are red."

After a pause, he said again: "It's okay, don't laugh at you."

She didn't know if it was red or red, but at the moment when he said that, her ears were really hot.

She stared at him angrily.

This handsome and unique man looked so calm, he turned around and held his hand, and walked towards the city in front of him leisurely.

When the wind blew, the thin weeds lay low, making a rough'crushing' sound. Xie Wuwang's unhurried, unwavering voice passed through the gale calmly and reached her ears. : "Take you to taste the flavor of Northland."

Ning Qingqing is a mushroom who knows how to promote her. Upon hearing this, she immediately decided to eat before she settled accounts with him.

The former convenience was the state capital of Beilinzhou, and herdsmen from all over the country gathered to welcome the Great Faun Festival held once every ten years.

From far and near, you can see the herdsmen dragging their families with their mouths. They carry bows and arrows, drive cattle and horses, camel with clay pots of wine, and send large packages of carefully prepared food sacrifices. The ancient pastoral rhymes echoed on the meadows, singing chorus and fighting songs, and on the stretch of grassland, the waves of joyous and prosperous waves spread one after another, and it was very lively.

One person and one mushroom walked into the crowd.

Ning Qingqing found that Xie Wuwang had put away his momentum.

This guy is really hypocritical. The way he talks to the herdsmen does not look like a high-ranking monarch. After a few words, he successfully deceived a strong bow from the herdsmen, bending the bow and shooting arrows, and shooting skillfully and neatly. The next big eagle.

"it is good--"

A loud applause broke out all around, shaking Ning Qingqing's body slightly, and his mood, like the sky and grassland, became extremely wide and high. The lips that had just been touched by Xie Wuwang were actually stained with some of his temperature and smell in hindsight. She raised her hand to touch it, and it was slightly numb.

Looking up, the tall and straight figure holding a long bow is really eye-catching.

The herdsmen of the Northland were simple and enthusiastic. The crowd cheered for a while. Hearing that Xie Wuwang had no place to stay, several great shepherds immediately invited the heroes and couples of the carving sculptures to stay in their stone wrappers to wait for the Faun Festival.

Among them, the three Pap brothers are particularly outstanding. He is tall, dark-skinned, spirited, and muscular. The black belt on his waist is embroidered with more delicate gold threads. You can tell at a glance that this household has wealth and prestige.

Moreover, Ba Chun, the father of the three Bab brothers, is the one who pretended to be a Faun at this great Faun festival.

Half a month ago, the old man Bachun had already lived under the iceberg north of Beihe. When the day of the festival, he will step on the river and bring vitality to this grassland. The herdsmen greeted the Faun and held a grand bonfire party on the pasture, singing and dancing all night, and having fun with the Faun.

This is the Great Faun Festival held every ten years.

The youngest son of the Ba family smiled and revealed his mouth full of white teeth: "There used to be no grass here, only wasteland. After the Faun defeated the Cthulhu, he gave us his vitality, and then we have today's scene. Daddy can pretend to be a Faun and go south on the day of the big festival. , This is a great honor! When I am old in the future, I will tell my grandson!"

The two elder brothers on his head immediately laughed at him mercilessly: "It's you? You can't shoot a goose in a year, and you still want your grandchildren? You can marry a beautiful daughter-in-law only by learning from the eldest brother Xie, who is superb in archery skills!"

The crowd laughed and surrounded Xie Wuwang and sent them into the big stone bag of the Ba family in a noisy manner.

This stone bag is extremely spacious, enough to hold hundreds of people. Sixteen huge wooden columns propped up the roof, and the ground was neatly paved with waxed wooden slats. Seats were arranged around the house. There was a space in the middle for the hosts and guests to dance a few rugged and majestic dances at any time.

Before entering the table, a girl with a blushing face stalked close and pulled the corner of Ning Qingqing's clothes.

She suppressed her voice and said to Ning Qingqing: "Guests must remember not to eat more baked potatoes!"

Ning Qingqing immediately became vigilant, lowered her voice, and asked quietly, "Why?"

Could there be any conspiracy?

The girl said: "Because potatoes are very bloated, if you eat too many potatoes, you can't eat meat! Be sure to keep your belly and eat more meat!"

The red-faced girl squeezed her firm fist and made a "struggle" gesture to Ning Qingqing.

Ning Qingqing: "...that's how it is!"

Everyone took their seats one by one.

Xie Wuwang looked thin and tall, sitting down but taking up space, Ning Qingqing looked very petite and pitiful beside him.

He raised his hand very naturally and held her shoulder loosely.

"It's about to fall." He tilted his head slightly, not looking at her, and said with a smile.

The Honest Mushroom obediently moved closer to him.

"I just inquired about it," he said casually, "the wandering monk hasn't returned yet. Probably he won't show up until the day of the festival."

"Are you sure you will come back?" Ning Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Will be alive."

"..."

With a big hand, he caught her closer, and turned the subject in a low voice: "What the herders sell outside is not the best thing."

"Oh?" She looked up at him and saw that he was sitting on a big horse with a golden sword, quite unruly, like a wolf king on the grassland.

"If you want to taste the authentic Northland flavor, you have to convince them. If you are convinced, they will serve you a gourmet treat." A cold white hand protruded from the long sleeve and placed it casually on the long wooden table in front of it. .

He is familiar with it.

Ning Qingqing nodded.

She knew that he used to be very difficult. When avoiding those enemies, I must have eaten a lot of wind in the north.

Xie Wuwang lowered his head, the hair on the temple side rustlingly touched her, and his heartstrings were picked up with a deliberately depressed voice: "You can save money."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

When she turned her head to look at him impetently, he had a smirk and sat upright. The cold jade-like profile smiled, and the big hands that fell on her shoulders were very heavy, and the good smell encircled her, making her lazily move without wanting to move.

The enthusiastic herders stepped on the drums, brought up their plates, and brought highland barley wine and some strange small dried fruits from the grassland to the host and guest.

After a while, the baked potatoes buried in the stove were also brought up.

The three Bass brothers put on thick hard-soled big boots, walked to the middle of the big house, raised a jeweled scimitar, kicked on the wooden floor, and danced a rough dance unique to the North.

The atmosphere suddenly became hot.

Ning Qingqing happily tasted the baked potatoes.

The whole mushroom was stunned.

She has never eaten such crispy and crispy food!

Dip it with the dipping sauce on the side, and it almost swallows the tongue.

After eating two large pieces like a wind, she suddenly remembered the red-faced girl's instruction-keep your belly and eat meat!

So when the herdsmen offered a new round of baked potatoes, Ning Mushrooms vigorously and magnificently declined.

While drinking the hot barley wine, she was eagerly looking forward to the barbecue.

Even the beans are so delicious, the barbecue must be more delicious on earth.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more heated, and many herders took off their big robes, left the seats, and danced wildly on the large wooden floor in the house with their arms open.

The cowhide tambourine patted like a shower, and one after another, strong dark-skinned guys held horn cups full of hot wine, and went forward to fight with Xie Wuwang.

Ning Qingqing also drank a lot with them.

Sweet and spicy wine, she didn't feel drunk when she drank it. When she found all the herdsmen dancing in the field dragging their shadows, she realized that she seemed to be on her head.

Xie Wuwang's lips pressed against her ears at some point.

He whispered in a low voice, with an unusually gentle voice: "Help you sober up?"

The man's nice voice seemed to go down his ears into his heart.

She quickly shook her head with a smile: "No need!"

At this moment, she was in a great mood, the whole mushroom seemed to be dangling in the sky, and the dance with the gorgeous double shadow looked even more energetic.

Besides, she didn't want to cheat either.

Xie Wuwang smiled lightly and took her into his arms.

From time to time, she bent her eyes and turned her head to look at him, her black and white eyes seemed to be full of wine and broken stars.

The roasted meat was brought up.

Ning Qingqing regretted it as soon as he tasted it. The meat is good meat, and it is roasted deliciously, but the meat is meat after all, especially not much.

She wants to eat that baked potato even more!

Unfortunately, to miss is to miss. Still want to eat? Nope, only meat is left behind.

The dejected mushroom drank a lot of wine again.

There are more and more people looking for Xie Wuwang to fight for wine, and even the three Bach brothers can’t hold back. They rolled up their sleeves and rushed up. They drank up and down, and they were raised their heads and feet, and thrown aside the long strips. Went to sleep on the wooden chair.

I feel a little bit cold after drinking too much alcohol.

Ning Qingqing rubbed again, her whole body nestled in Xie Wuwang's hot arms. Smelling his cold fragrance, I looked up from time to time and saw that he was still in the air, pouring wine into his stomach from cup after cup, just like drinking water, sending the arrogant herdsmen out side by side one by one.

Suddenly, Mushroom felt in a daze that she could live another hundred years like this.

She raised her hand and touched the big hand he was holding on her shoulder.

The fingertips were scalded.

When he was about to close his hand, he saw his long sleeves move, and his five fingers were snapped between her fingers, not giving her a chance to escape.

He tilted his head and rubbed the top of her hair lightly. Breathing with some alcohol was very aggressive, and Shen Shen brushed her hair.

She could feel it, he wanted to kiss her.

Fortunately, there were a lot of people here, and there was an endless stream of people looking for him to fight for alcohol. In the end, he only gave a bitterly low laugh and raised his hand to stroke her cheek heavily.

After sending off the newcomer, the drunk old man got up from the bench again. Seeing Xie Wuwang still sitting motionless, admiring and dissatisfied in his heart, he stroked his trouser legs and rushed up again.

After drinking the wine for two full days in this way, until the sound of gongs and drums began to rise, the crowd hurriedly left the stone bag and happily went to meet the Faun.

The first day of September is here.

Xie Wuwang slowly got up and helped Ning Qingqing stand firmly.

Her cheeks were red, and her eyes seemed to be filled with intoxicating wine.

The soft body was nestled in front of him, a small ball, one hand was holding his robe, the other hand was still clasped in his palm.

"A Qing, it's time to find a wandering monk."

"Yeah!" She nodded.

At this moment, everyone left the table and headed out, but no one paid attention to them.

Xie Wuwang's throat moved a few times, his eyes fell on her bright red lips, and she bowed slightly.

"A Qing, don't be angry."

She had never heard him speak in such a gentle and gentle tone.

"?" Is she not angry?

The next moment, a big hand covered the back of her head, and he hung his head over her lips.