Dijun's black moonlight is back

Before Lingyu arrived at Mingjing Mountain, he took Xuan Yi away and turned into a stream of light and got into the Green Liu Courtyard.

Her room was very clean and looked like it was cleaned diligently every day.

There was the sound of swords clashing in the yard outside the room. It was Tong Yan and Ji Meng practicing swordplay, and the two were fighting back and forth.

Ji Meng, the dragon, couldn't stop talking. He was chatting with Tong Yan while talking to her.

Ling Yu's ears have never been quiet since he returned to this house.

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she had to open the door and go out, sit on the threshold and watch them.

There was an oil paper bag placed on the lounge chair in the courtyard, and Ling Yu felt a little familiar.

It was quiet all around the courtyard, with only the leaves swaying in the breeze.

The two of them didn't notice Ling Yu, and were still fighting with relish. Ling Yu propped his chin and looked at them, and time passed by slowly.

Tong Yan finally ran out of energy and stopped with her sword on her hips. It was also at this moment that she caught a glimpse of Ling Yu from the corner of her eye.

She threw away the weapon in her hand, ran to Ling Yu and sat down, hugged her waist without any explanation, and rubbed her head against her chest.

"Lingyu," Tong Yan said, "Why did you leave with the master for so long without taking me with you?"

Tong Yan suddenly remembered Ling Yu's wound again. When he raised his head, he immediately wanted to take off her clothes and see: "Where is your wound? Is there a scar?"

Ling Yu's chin was hit hard and he almost bit his hand. At this time, he still grabbed his collar to prevent Tong Yan from continuing to pull his clothes: "It's okay."

Tong Yan turned to look at Ji Meng, and suddenly remembered that there was a man here: "Get out."

"What is that?" Lingyu tapped something on the recliner with his chin.

Tong Yan followed her direction and noticed something on the lounge chair. He walked to the side, picked it up, opened it and looked at it: "Pastry."

She looked around at the oil paper bag and found nothing special about it: "It's just a very ordinary glutinous rice cake."

Tong Yan took it over and opened it to Ling Yu: "There are quite a few colors."

Lingyu recognized this. Fu Shuang always insisted on saying that she liked to eat it.

After the thunder tribulation, Fu Shuang no longer had to practice every day. When he had free time, he actually studied how to make glutinous rice cakes by himself.

Lingyu also studied with her for a few days.

Eating it is just a bite, but making it takes a long time.

The glutinous rice must be washed first, dried and ground into powder.

At this point, you can only steam the white cake. If you want color, you have to grind petal powder and herbal powder into it.

After the color is adjusted, pour it into the mold and steam it.

Lingyu actually prefers to eat the glutinous rice cakes made by Fu Shuang. The glutinous rice cakes sold in the market are too sweet for her.

But Lingyu didn't tell Fu Shuang about this, because he was afraid that if she said it casually, Fu Shuang would waste time making these snacks every day.

"Can I eat it?" Tong Yan asked Ling Yu.

Ling Yu was a little confused: "Isn't it in your hands?"

"Isn't this your thing?" Tong Yan said, "I have to ask what you mean."

"It's not mine." Ling Yu said.

Tong Yan picked a goose-yellow piece, and his mouth was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.

"Ling Yu!" Tong Yan exclaimed: "It's delicious!"

Tongyan has been living a good life for more than ten years and has never tasted or used anything good. This is the first time she has eaten such delicious glutinous rice cakes.

"Who bought it for you?" Tong Yan asked, "I want to buy it too."

Seeing her reaction, Ling Yu doubtfully took out a piece and tasted it. There was a faint fragrance of tea in the mouth of the green pastry.The taste is dense and the sweetness is just right. There is only a hint of sweetness when chewing carefully.

It perfectly matches her preferences.

Ling Yu had a guess in her mind, but even she thought it was a bit outrageous, so she didn't say it out loud.

"Where's the master?" Ling Yu asked Tong Yan.

"I don't know. I saw the master come back this morning and wanted to ask where you were," Tong Yan said, "but he seemed to be in a hurry. Maybe he had something important to do?"

Lingyu asked again: "Is anyone going to enter the Wuxiang Abyss again these days?"

Tong Yan shook his head: "Originally, there was, but then suddenly he stopped coming."

"Lingyu, when you went down the mountain with the master, did you just take them to their old home?"

This question, whether it was yes or no, she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Are you injured?" Tong Yan didn't wait for her to answer, but became concerned about her: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Tong Yan's words were too dense. Before Ling Yu had time to answer her previous sentence, she asked her next sentence.

Suddenly, a black bird with long feathers flew over from the horizon. It hovered outside the gate of Mingjing Mountain.

Ling Yu's attention was drawn to the bird, which looked like it was flying across the sea.

Could it be that the mandrill came to attack the mountain?

Didn't Wen Jingchan go after him? The two of them would inevitably have a fight. How could he come to attack the mountain at this time?
As expected, the warning seal at the mountain gate was activated, and dozens of signal charms suddenly emitted from the silent mountain forest.

The sharp sound made Ling Yu's eardrums sting, and Tong Yan couldn't help but cover his ears.

"What are you doing?" Tong Yan asked with a frown.

A messenger rune flew in front of the two of them, and Ling Yu glanced at it.

The general meaning is that the new disciples should stay where they are and the disciples who have been practicing for a long time should immediately go to the mountain gate to guard the formation.

Lingyu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

"You go to my room," Ling Yu said, "You can go out when the master comes back or when I come back."

After saying that, she wanted to leave, but Tong Yan grabbed her wrist: "I want to be with you."

Lingyu looked back at Tong Yan's eyes. She was actually a little scared, but despite being scared, she was also determined and brave.

Even the hand she was holding on to Ling Yu could not help but tremble.

Of course, the beloved little princess in the world has never seen such a scene. It is natural for her to be afraid.

But Ling Yu didn't know that she had these things in her eyes.

Ling Yu suddenly remembered a person, and that person was also very timid.

Timid is too weak a word to describe her character.

She is weak, quiet, and gentle. She does not have enough ability to deal with emergencies, so she is afraid and timid.

But she was just like Tong Yan at the moment, with a firmness in her eyes that Ling Yu couldn't understand.

"I'm afraid you won't come back for a long time," Tong Yan's voice had a very slight tremor, "I want to be with you."

"I study and practice the spells my master taught me every day. Lingyu, can you let me stay with you?"

Ling Yu was taller than her. She looked at Tong Yan from top to bottom, trying hard to understand the pleading in her tone.

But these things were indeed a bit complicated for her, and she couldn't figure out what she was doing.

"Are you wondering why?" Tong Yan seemed to be able to read her mind, "Actually, there is no reason, I just want to protect you."