Chapter 363 First Meeting 5

Throughout the winter, the small valley was filled with the laughter of scholars.

When spring came, the weeping willows sprouted tender buds, and when the first spring rain fell, Gu Li returned to Changjianmen.

She waited in the small kitchen at the foot of the mountain, but still did not wait for that figure.

The second year, the third year...

When her first batch of students learned to count, Gu Li no longer returned to the mountain.

The thoughts of youth will always dissipate with time.

So, when fate finally came to this world, what he saw was an empty kitchen.

He paused, and his consciousness scanned the continent, and finally found Gu Li beside a small lake.

The girl at this time, perhaps it should not be called a Russian girl, but a woman.

She was wearing a coarse blue shirt, lying lazily on a huge rock in the mountains, holding a rough wine gourd in her hand.

Seven years had passed, and Gu Li had taught many people and learned a lot.

For example, drinking...

She didn't like the spicy taste before, but later, after watching countless people die in front of her every day, she liked it again.

"Little Huanxi," she said lazily when she heard the voice behind her, "The master is too lazy to move today, help the master drive the sheep back."

After staying in the mortal world for a long time, she was too lazy to use her spiritual consciousness to detect the people who came, anyway, there were only a few people who could find her.

However, this time the naughty girl behind her did not respond immediately, but still walked towards her steadily.

Gu Li looked back, and the lazy smile at the corner of her lips was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, she smiled: "Why is it you?"

She raised the wine gourd to Ming from a distance: "Long time no see."

Ming felt a little strange when he saw the little girl in front of him.

In his mind, the little girl a few days ago would cry and ask him for her parents, but today she has become a graceful young lady.

He frowned slightly and said: "Today is your birthday."

Birthdays should be celebrated well, at least you should have a bowl of longevity noodles to eat.

This is what the little girl taught him before, but now he doesn't follow it well?

"Birthday?" Gu Li raised his eyebrows and slapped his forehead: "I forgot about that."

In these years, no one cooked longevity noodles for her on this day, which made her almost forget what day it was.

A town composed of outer disciples has been built at the foot of Changjian Mountain, and the small kitchen has long been abandoned.

Ming thought about the small kitchen with cobwebs hanging on it, pursed his lips and said, "In the past few years, I..."

"It's okay," Gu Li saw through the apology in his eyes at a glance, and sneered, "I only waited two or three times, and I didn't wait any more." The

wine gourd was filled with wine that cost a few dozen coins per pound. In addition to being spicy, it also had a slight bitterness.

The spiciness passed through his throat, and Gu Li frowned slightly: "It's been a long time, why do you still mention this?"

Ming looked at her steadily: "After all, I promised you."

He rarely promised others anything, and he never broke his promise.

In his long life, he had a new and not very good experience.

Gu Li looked at his uncomfortable expression anxiously and said with a smile: "In that case, how about paying me back for the noodles you owed me all these years?"

Having seen so many joys and sorrows, Gu Li no longer thought that missing a bowl of noodles was a big deal, let alone crying and feeling sad because of it.

She blew the mountain peaks, her mind swept through the distant wars and deaths, and those tears had been shed long ago.

Ming nodded: "Okay."

In just a moment, he took people back to the dilapidated kitchen.

The feeling of spider webs and dust filling the tip of the nose was not good, Ming flicked his sleeves, and the kitchen returned to its previous appearance. There were

even some tender green vegetables that came from nowhere, with dew on them.

Gu Li found a broken chair and sat down, watching Ming busying himself in front of the stove with interest.

He lowered his eyes and kneaded the dough carefully, stretching the noodles carefully, as thin as silk threads, and slowly rippled in the water.

When the bowl of noodles was placed in front of him, Gu Li smiled and raised his eyes, with obvious anxiety in his eyes.

This bowl of noodles was made with more care and more exquisite than the previous ones.

Ming's expression did not change, and he said lightly: "Apologize."

Since he was wrong, he naturally had to apologize to Gu Li.

"Okay." The long-lost aroma of food wafted into his nose, and Gu Li was too lazy to compete with Ming Ji anymore, and wolfed down the powerful gift of compensation and apology.

I have to say that after not seeing him for a few years, this guy's cooking skills have improved a lot.

Ming looked at Gu Li like this, and felt that the discomfort in his heart also disappeared a lot.

Gu Li finished the bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth and said, "Send me back."

The things they used to talk about everything have become unfamiliar after a few years.

For example, when reminiscing with old friends, Gu Li is now more worried about those people in the mountains.

Without her, those people would be captured by the surrounding military leaders in a few days, and only one in ten would survive.

Ming looked at the sorrow and fatigue in her eyes, and suddenly touched her head.

In the face of Gu Li's surprised look, he said, "You have grown up." She

is no longer as fond of crying as before.

Gu Li raised his chin: "A man who has not seen each other for three days will be looked at with new eyes!"

"How many days have we been apart?"

Seven days.

Ming answered in his heart, it was only seven days, and the little girl Ian had become a completely different person.

Even though he was used to the changes in the world, Ming still couldn't help but feel regretful.

Returning to the rock, Ming watched Gu Li go everywhere to drive the sheep back without any magic power, and said, "I'm sorry."

Gu Li paused, and there was a little resentment in his voice, but more of it was relief: "What are you sorry for?"

She was ignorant before. The powerful would go into seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years. How could she ask such a person to celebrate her birthday every year?

Ming didn't like her like this. Why did she want to learn the mature manners of adults at such a young age?

He touched Gu Li's head heavily and said, "Go back quickly. I want to see how your sword training is going?"

Gu Li paused and looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you going back?"

In the past, this person always appeared at night and disappeared when it was about to dawn. How come he has so much time today?

Ming said lightly, "No hurry."

They had so many things to say in the past, why was she in a hurry to have him go back today?

Gu Li sensed his hidden displeasure and could only sigh: "Okay, okay, if you really want to see it."

The thoughts of the powerful are always incomprehensible.

Ming walked in front of Gu Li. There were crowds of people in the crisscrossing paths, but no one could see his figure.

After handing the sheep to someone else, Gu Li reminded the child that the goat's milk must be cooked before following Ming to a deserted place.

This time, she had an extra sword in her hand.

The sword was delicate and glittering with gems, which was somewhat inconsistent with her coarse cloth clothes.