Qin Lang felt a wet abnormality coming from his face, and at the same time, his skin seemed to be brushed with a mane brush, and it was so hot that he felt a huge dog's head that he was so scared that he couldn't help but shrink back. He calmed down and looked at him again. Sun Simiao stood quietly by the bed and looked at him. I don't know how long he had been looking at it. One hand gently stroked the back of the big dog.

"Old man Sun, are you going to scare me to death? I don't go to bed early in the morning and run to other people's beds to scare people? Didn't you take up your bed? I don't want to give you back to you."

Qin Lang, who was licking the big dog, used his unreasonable nonsense to cover up his embarrassment of getting up late, because Qin Lang saw the sun shining in at the door and the shadow of the door was almost vertical to the ground, and it was roughly judged that it was almost noon at this time.

Seeing that Qin Lang was awake, Sun Simiao stopped looking at him. He patted the dog's head, got up and walked out the door, and said without looking back: "Change your clothes and come out for dinner."

Qin Lang looked down at his Adidas pullover sportswear. It was no longer like this. There were many holes, and it was also green, gray, and black, and dirty. He lowered his head and smelled it, and a sour smell suddenly rushed to the top of his forehead, almost spitting out his disgusting.

When I stretched out my legs, the same was true for the pants, but they had turned into cropped pants. The extra ones were made into pockets and cut into life-saving strips. They were used a few days ago. There were a few pieces of hemp clothes on the head of the bed, and the sneakers on the floor could no longer see what they were like. There was a pair of half-old hemp shoes next to them. The size should be slightly smaller than my own shoes, and it should be Sun's change of shoes.

Qin Lang got out of bed quickly, still stepped on his big n-sized shoes, picked up Ma Yi at the head of the bed, walked out the door, and without stopping, saying to Sun Simiao, "Old man, you eat first, don't wait for me." Then he walked towards the stream under the slope.

The sun shines on his body warmly. Qin Lang judged based on his experience as he walked, it should be May or June. Yesterday, he didn't talk to Master Sun about the specific time. He could only determine that it was the third year of Zhenguan, and the month could only be judged based on his ability.

It has been several days since I traveled to the Tang Dynasty. Qin Lang felt really relaxed and had the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery. I have to say that the old Taoist is a master, a real master of the square. Qin Lang stood on the gentle slope in front of the door and watched everywhere. The terrain here is really hidden and gathering energy. The location chosen by the old Taoist is just outside the junction of the two small hills with gentle slopes. The slope is gentle and the view is wide. The stream becomes soothing and open here, just like a quiet lake with a small water surface. The opposite hillside is now full of unknown wild flowers, yellow and purple. Pieces are mixed together and extending upwards. The green trees that are far away are like rows of green skirts, embracing this sea of ​​flowers.

The old Taoist's thatched hut is on the other side of the river. You can see the opposite sea of ​​flowers when you go out. The thatched hut is built on a gentle slope. The old Taoist flattened a small yard in front of the door. It is probably for daily exercise. A piece of medicine fields of different sizes are opened up in front of the slope and extending to the slope behind the house...

The fairyland on earth, no wonder Tao Yuanming wanted to "pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely see the southern mountains." A beautiful place that was not developed. If there was such a place in his previous life, he would have been far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and troubles, he would probably not be willing to leave until he was old and death.

After watching the scenery reluctantly, I came to the stream to take off my clothes and trousers, stepped on my shoes, and stood in the stream. The stream was still a little cold. The water reflected a dirty young man's face. He was only fourteen years old, with short hair, shirtlessness, and evenly symmetrical limbs. He had a face that could not be regarded as handsome, but it was attractive and had no major problems. The only disadvantage was that his eyes were a little small.

However, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, the capital of the lower body seemed to be thick enough, and the slightly tender fur had grown. I picked up a few handfuls of water and wiped my face a few times. Then I saw that there were only ripples and some broken reflections in the water.

At this time, Qin Lang's "second-second" and Aq's spirit emerged again, thinking: What a handsome guy, who is more handsome than Teacher Chen and stronger than Bai Gu, they have to bypass me when they come. In fact, I know in my heart that I am just a middle-aged person, and I am the kind that I am ashamed of, and I will definitely not find.

He grabbed his clothes and put them in the stream water to wash them for a few times. He could no longer wash them out, so he started to wipe his whole body with his clothes. The cold stream water stimulated Qin Lang to shiver and quickly wrung his clothes and wiped the water droplets on his body.

The boxer briefs were a few sizes bigger and they were swaying. Fortunately, the elasticity and tightness were of good quality and they would not fall off. However, the shorts that had just been washed were wet and stuck to their butts felt uncomfortable, so they simply took them off and stopped wearing them. Anyway, they were only two men, including Sun Dashen, and they were not afraid of bare butts. At most, they were nagging by the great god. They grabbed Sun Dashen's clothes and pants on the side, and put them on for a long time, and put them on them randomly. The waist of the trousers was raised to their chests, and then they barely exposed their feet below. The Taoist robe was also covered with the foot. After thinking for a long time, they untied their belts, and learned to hide the robe, tied the belts tightly outside the Taoist robe, and then pulled them up from above, looking down, which was inappropriate. But it no longer affected walking.

When he returned to the door of the cottage, Master Sun had finished eating, but he didn't pay attention to it just now. The old man had already moved the jar outside.

He is such a great man. He is half a tank of soil. An old man over 60 years old can get outside. Sure, he has time to find time to learn from the old Taoist. When Sun Simiao heard him come back, he glanced at him without saying a word, and then turned around and stared at the potato jar.

Qin Lang hung his clothes on the window, walked to the mat and sat cross-legged, and saw that Master Sun still had a solution: the pottery jar planted and couldn't cook, so he directly made it into barbecue. It was still rabbit meat, and most of it was placed in a bowl, and half a bowl of washed wild vegetables were placed next to it, only these two things.

Perhaps because of what Qin Lang said to Sun Simiao before going to bed last night, the kowtowed head worked, or maybe it was because he let go of his heart, Qin Lang felt that he seemed to be more easy-going with Sun Simiao today.

I grabbed the roasted rabbit and ate it. It still had no salt flavor. I ate it. While eating, I joked with Master Sun: "Old man, stop staring at it. Potatoes don't have legs and can't run away. Sit and rest for a while. Is it okay for us to chat for a while?"

"Old man, let me ask you a question, how do you always find such a fairyland on earth? You are so good at enjoying it. No wonder your boss likes to get into famous mountains and rivers? If the places you go to are in such a fairyland, you will stay in the mountains with you for the rest of your life."

"Old man, are your other kanfang dens as beautiful as you?"

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"Hey, I'll say, "I'll give you a word. That thing really won't run away. You've seen it, you have no legs, haha." Qin Lang paused and the old Taoist.

The old Taoist might have annoyed Qin Lang, so he turned around and said to Qin Lang: "Boy, don't be irritable. Don't eat, don't sleep, and eat with peace of mind."

"Old man, the weather in the mountains is good. It's all May and June, and the weather is not too hot. I just soaked in the stream. The water is really cool. Hey, summer is getting better now."

"Boy, is your baby having a headache again? What's the time in May and June, and it's mid-March. This year, the severe drought in Guanzhong will be cooler, otherwise the weather will be cooler."

Qin Lang seemed to feel something was about to slip away from his head, and he wanted to grab it, but couldn't catch it. He lowered his head and chewed it hard. Slowly, Qin Lang reacted: Guanzhong severe drought, Guanzhong severe drought, Guanzhong severe drought

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He raised his hand and gave himself a slap. A crisp "pop" sound alarmed Sun Simiao. He turned around and stared at Qin Lang, then ignored Qin Lang, and turned around and continued to check the changes in the tank.

Qin Lang lowered his head in panic, pretending to touch his face with his hands, and muttered: "I feel like a bug crawling on the face, I patted it." However, Qin Lang no longer had the appetite to continue eating at this time.

"Old man, I'm full, what should I do if the rest?"

"Save it for the dog!" Sun Simiao said without looking back.

After searching around, I didn't see two dogs, so I picked up the bowl and walked into the house and put it on the table.

It's over! Why did you speak to Master Sun? It's so difficult? Continue to deceive Master Sun? Qin Lang felt that there was an unsurpassable hurdle in his heart, which was so blocked! How could others develop so easily? He had to take this old man to fleece at his own place? Qin Lang felt a little unbearable.

At this time, Qin Lang did not realize that he had a second-class problem again, and he unconsciously became worried about the ancients.

Qin Lang thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so he left it alone. He went to the bed to take out the lighter and cigarette case, put it in his arms. When he came outside, he said to Sun Simiao, "Master, you'll walk around, don't go far, and be familiar with the environment. If you encounter a big and small black man, will you bite me, right?"

"No, I told you two dogs in the morning when you were sleeping. You go, be careful and come back early."

"Okay, old man, boy is walking around and leaving." After saying that, Qin Lang looked up and looked around, then turned around the corner of the house and walked up the hillside. There were some large and small medicinal fields behind the house, extending along the hillside. It should have been planted by the old Taoist. Qin Lang had something to do, but he was not in the mood to see the scenery. He walked straight to the hillside and looked down. Only one corner of the hut was exposed, most of which had been covered in the bushes. He found a big tree and sat down with his back against the trunk. He took out a cigarette box from his arms, took out one, and lit it. He took a small mouthful and took a few sips slowly.

Qin Lang felt that he was very difficult. Yesterday he deceived Sun Simiao and made up things, and he blushed. Only Sun Simiao, a master from the West, let him go. But now he realized that he wanted to exert some effort in many things that were going down, and Sun Simiao wanted to help, such as the big locust plague in front of him.
Chapter completed!