The wild wolf pack suddenly appeared, and the entire hunting activity was broken, and the scene seemed chaotic for a moment.

Fortunately, the people in front were all masters, and they didn't let a wolf break through the blockade, which disturbed the female family behind them.

Early in the morning, a yamen servant went to investigate. Although he did not find any danger, the wild wolves suddenly appeared, and there was no reason.

The older examiner was cautious and cautious. When he saw this mistake, he immediately stopped hunting and everyone went down the mountain quickly.

It would be impossible not to go down the mountain. There were many martial juren who were frightened and panicked. Some martial juren were even scared to death. The wolf sat in front of him and did not move.

With this comparison, Chen Lingfeng naturally became particularly prominent. Not to mention anything else, at least he saw those wolves, as if he saw a dog. He could shoot archery and how he could shoot archery. He could not beat him, and he would not mention it. At least he was calm enough.

Old Generals Qin and other veterans all secretly had a very high opinion of Chen Lingfeng. They thought this was a good seedling for joining the army.

These veterans knew that when they really arrived on the battlefield, there were many big scenes, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, swords and swords, and fire and blood rolling through the sea of ​​fire and blood. Those who are timid will be dead.

On the battlefield, there are always bold living, and the timids lose their lives early. It is obvious that in their eyes, Chen Lingfeng is the kind of young hero who is suitable for joining the army.

The wind in the forest seemed to become noisy.

Shen Jia's face was snow-white, and his hands were unknowingly pulling his dress tightly.

"Is Chen Yun really so powerful?"

"No, I dared to rush over and kill those wild wolves. I was very good at it. We were so far away and still heard howlings. It was so scary that I didn't even dare to open my eyes. Alas, I didn't hear that she had practiced martial arts back then."

"It's so hard to practice martial arts. My brother studied with Master Wu for half a month, and then said he wouldn't learn anything. We are so delicate and expensive, and our family is big and our career is great, and we don't have to fight for our future. Who is willing to suffer that hardship? Look at Chen Yun's actions just now, how could he be ordinary? If you want to learn martial arts and learn her like this, you're afraid you'd have to peel off two layers of skin."

A group of noble girls gathered together and muttered for a few words, but after a while, they couldn't help but remain silent.

What else can a wealthy daughter like them have to ask for trouble and learn martial arts?

"Hey, it's really not easy for her."

For my husband, I practice martial arts for the three winters and three nines in the summer. I shed blood and tears. I worked hard, but what I waited for was ruthless abandonment.

"General Xiao is really not a good thing!"

The noble girls shared the same hatred of the enemy and were so angry that they could not tell that they had admired General Xiao Han and Xiao back then.

Shen Jia sat motionlessly, and the girl Awu next to him did not dare to say anything.

She almost thought about the comments coming from outside.

They praised Chen Yun without any hesitation, believing that Xiao Han chose him instead of his sister, just blind. So what about Xiao Han, Brother Han, what do he think?

Through the car window, Shen Jia looked carefully at Xiao Han's back.

Xiao Han was talking to Chen Lingfeng, but he didn't know what he said. Chen Lingfeng seemed a little impatient, so he chuckled softly.

Chen Yun and Brother Han cooperated with each other tacitly.

Chen Yun went to learn martial arts for Brother Han.

Chen Yun has good skills and is particularly powerful.

The sunken clouds, the sunken clouds, the sunken clouds are all sunken clouds!

Shen Jia bit the tip of his tongue hard, cheered up and tried to calm down.

What was she worried about? She didn’t know who Brother Han is? She worked hard for three years before she could make herself grow into Brother Han’s heart.

She has grown into it, and she will firmly occupy her position and will never give anyone a chance to drive herself away.

Yang Yuying is not at this moment about Xiao Han or Shen Jia. That is not her task. Her only task is Chen Lingfeng.

This little bastard let himself go when he was hunting and almost died in the wolf's mouth. Yang Yuying couldn't even think about this, and she would sweat a lot when she thought about it.

If this dead boy fails to complete his mission, which affects her systematic review and will not receive a good mission in the future, she will strangle him to death now.

Fortunately, there was no danger.

Yang Yuying took Chen Lingfeng home and asked him to continue his homework honestly. Chen Lingfeng did not dare to say anything, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Isn’t it just a group of wild wolves? He was forced by his sister to have a tiger recently and the leopards have less intimate contact?

At that time, the group of wolves emerged. Chen Lingfeng was not afraid at all. He even suspected that it was his sister's tricks. Later, he found that something was wrong, but he was a little nervous, afraid that this kind of emotion would not be squeezed out much.

Before the martial arts examination begins, we must go through the New Year Festival. While Yang Yuying is cleaning up the chickens, ducks and geese, she is reading the mixed logs on the system interface.

In the past, when she did tasks, the system interface would usually remind her of various key plots seriously, and she could introduce them in detail in terms of background.

This time, it should be said that in recent times, her system has learned the bad habit of cutting corners from somewhere. It often misses the plot and the key points. Although it is true that it is true, it makes people have to be wary of it.

Recently, Yang Yuying has been staring at the system a lot, reading logs every day, and paying attention to plot background updates every day.

For example, this time I hunted a group of wild wolves, which was not mentioned in the background. After all, if she did not interfere, the timeline related to Chen Lingfeng would not have this time of hunting.

With Chen Lingfeng's previous ability, even if he took the martial arts exam, he probably wouldn't pass the exam.

However, when the system plot was introduced, he mentioned the old Duke of Qin Shuai, who was the Duke of Qin, died of serious injuries the day after the hunting ended.

Yang Yuying also looked at the system in hindsight and realized that if the wild wolf had not been blocked at that time, Old Shuai Qin would definitely not be able to sit in the back. He was old and was extremely shocked.

Seeing these small details, Yang Yuying paid more attention to her own system. Even though she couldn't get the news in advance, she only knew it after the incident happened. However, in such an era, news is a very important capital.

Anyway, whenever she has time recently, she doesn’t even read idle books, just read the system.

This scene fell into Shen Lingfeng's eyes and his sister was in a daze.

Why do you feel dazed? You will never be wrong to hold the pot on Xiao Han’s head.

The ferocious wind made my chest hurt, and even the fried fish balls didn't smell as good as before.

Humph, sooner or later, I will beat the bastard in front of my sister and let my sister get angry.

Yang Yuying stared at the system interface, blinked, turned her head and rushed to Chen Lingfeng, "Don't you go to do your homework yet?"

There will be holidays during the Chinese New Year, so of course you have to work overtime before the Chinese New Year.

Chen Lingfeng: "…Oh."

Before he went to hit Xiao Han, could he secretly hit her sister a few fists?

As the Dashun Dynasty came to the end of the year, the capital was decorated with lights and colorful colors, and the mysterious view was also very lively.

After Yang Yuying packed the chicken and duck, chopped the pork, stirred the beef and mutton stuffing, washed and picked the shrimps with the shrimp thread, and cut a lot of colorful melons and vegetables. The things looked rough at first glance, but she packed them up in a few seconds, wrapped them one by one, and put them into the woven small bamboo basket in different categories. The dumplings immediately looked very different.

The old lady carried a small bag and first sent a batch to the abbot of Xuanmiaoguan and others.

The Zhike there accepted it and gave two baskets of pastries as gifts. The woman then went to reply.

It is not easy for Xuanmiaoguan to protect the Shen family during this period. The Shen family has had so many right and wrong, and the abbot does not say a redundant word. Although the master is a bit domineering and fierce in nature, it is actually just a fierce appearance.

On the most difficult days of the Shen family, if it weren’t for the mysterious view, it would be even more difficult to survive.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the underground of the New Year's Eve and had to watch the night at New Year's Eve. Abbot Li was quite old, but he was particularly persistent in this regard. He had to stay until the first day of the New Year every year. He only had to rest after watching the fireworks. The Taoist temple had been used to it. One night, the charcoal fires ignited, and the kitchen sent all kinds of food.

Dumplings are naturally the highlight.

If you don’t eat some dumplings during the Chinese New Year, there is no New Year atmosphere.

“What does this taste like?”

The guest was raising a fire when his nose twitched and suddenly smelled a scent.

The fragrance is indescribable, sometimes without it at first, but later the smell becomes stronger and stronger, penetrates through the windows and gaps in the door, and finds that the guest's mouth is saliva, and even saliva cannot stop flowing.

Not only her, the two little Taoist nuns who helped her could not help but look up, their eyes stumbled, and they felt that their stomachs were beginning to be in a mess.

"It smells so good!"

Zhike pushed the door open and walked a few steps along the fragrance, then arrived in front of the kitchenette of the living yard.

At this time, the door of the kitchen was blocked tightly. More than a dozen young children in the house were sitting at the door with benches, holding big bowls in their hands, just like little swallows, waiting in the nest for the swallow mother to come and feed.

Yang Yuying took a big spoon and took fat and tender pieces of fish from the tall jar and fed them to these little ones one by one.

The fish was covered with a little browned yellow and covered with thick juice. The color was particularly appetizing. A group of Taoist children had a unified expression and a unified movement. The small head was buried in a huge bowl, and they couldn't even raise their heads.

Zhike's face suddenly turned red and the corners of his mouth moved. He didn't scold the child, and he didn't scold the child during the New Year.

When I saw the Taoist boys who were so rude and so rude, I didn’t even see her at this time. They all stuck out their little tongues, hoping to lick the wall of the bowl that had been licked clean a hundred times.

She took a breath and turned back hesitantly. She had a lot of things to do, and the host was still waiting for the banquet.

It was still Yang Yuying who was about to dismantle the wine he had brewed for half a year. When he looked up, he saw that it was a Zhike who came. He couldn't help but smile: "Master Qi has been busy all day long. Have you been hungry? Have you tasted it?"

The guest paused.

Abbot Li and the disciples below waited for a long time, but they did not see the guest coming back.

"Xiao Huan, go and see your uncle."

The steady Taoist nun who called Xiaohuan responded, got up and went out, and then... she went away forever.

Abbot Li: “…”

After waiting for half an hour, Zhike and the Taoist nun came back with a jar of sweet and sour fish.

Abbot Li and his senior sisters complained all over the place, and disappeared without a trace when they ate the first bite of fish.

"Well, delicious!"

Xuanmiao Temple is well-known in the capital. There was even a princess who came to practice in the temple. The food on weekdays has always been good. Just say that this Abbot Li often eats the imperial meal. But today, after eating this ordinary fish, I really only have the strength to say "delicious". I have too many other comments, so I will wait until she satisfy her cravings.
To be continued...