Chapter 81 Someone is coming on a rainy night

After Shi Lan took a photo of the painting, Shen He used some unknown spell to erase the painting, and the wall returned to its intact state.

This is fine, if one's own carvings appear in the beautiful scenery, people who don't know it will think that this person has no morals and makes random carvings.

Afterwards, the two of them came to the foot of Aozang Mountain. The judge was right, there was indeed a plank road going down to the bottom of the valley.

"You go down first."

As soon as Shi Lan finished speaking, Shen He jumped lightly and jumped directly from the top. His body was light and he slowly fell to the bottom of the valley.

"..."

If you can’t learn, you can’t learn.

Shi Lan could only climb the ladder honestly.

The wooden ladder has been here for who knows how many years. It creaks and creaks when you step on it, which makes people scared. You have to step on it carefully every step.

After arriving at the bottom of the valley, the scenery here is different from the scenery on the mountain. There is a thin mist here, and the feet are wet and muddy. As the sun sets, the sky becomes late, and the sunless valley bottom becomes darker and darker.

The raindrops are falling, but it feels a bit like the underworld...

"It is raining again……"

Shi Lan felt a little impetuous.

The air at the bottom of the valley was very humid and a bit stuffy. After walking for a day, I was sweating a lot. The raindrops fell on my body and my clothes were wet. My whole body was sticky and uncomfortable.

But Shen He still looked like a fairy.

Even though she was wet, her clothes clung to her body, revealing her exquisite curves that could be called an explosion.

Unfortunately, there was a child opposite and he turned a blind eye to the beautiful scenery.

Shi Lan's whole mind was on the road, with Shen He leading the way. Shi Lan originally thought that he would be able to find the Fulong tree tonight and peel off the bark early so that he could go home early, but now it seems that it may not be possible. The rain is getting heavier.

When I came to Da Da, I got injured in a fight last night. It would not be good if I got sick because of the rain. The first thing I needed to do was find a place to clean myself up. Then I would light a bonfire and get some food.

Shen He stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops and said slowly: "At this time, should... hold an umbrella?"

Only then did Shi Lan realize that he had brought an umbrella with him when he went out.

"I brought it, please wait a moment."

After rummaging around in his pocket for a while, he found a blue oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Shen He.

"Here you go, ladies first."

"I do not need."

"Your clothes are wet. Don't get sick from getting wet. Just take it."

Shi Lan's attitude was so sincere that Shen He could not refuse, so he took the oil-paper umbrella and opened it.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella and made a crackling sound.

Shen He didn't hate this kind of sound. It sounded beautiful and could calm people's impetuous minds.

Looking at Shi Lan, who was still wet in the rain, he said, "You gave me the umbrella, what should you do? Or come with me..."

"I still have one more."

Shi Lan took out another oil-paper umbrella and opened it, with an expression on his face like "You didn't expect that?"

"Oh, by the way, are there any caves nearby that can take shelter? It's raining so hard that we can't leave..."

"The cave... is over here." Shen He walked in front and led the way.

Shen He couldn't fully understand the entire Jueyunjian, but at least he could remember some of the more special places.

Not long after walking, Shen He found a cave.

"It's just ahead."

Shi Lan couldn't waste any time and ran quickly after Shen He.

The cave is very dark, but you can vaguely see that it is not very spacious.

He took out a small red flower from his pocket, took off the cover on it, flicked it with his fingers, and blew a few more puffs.

The little flower is on fire!

Dispelled the surrounding darkness.

Then put the glass cover back to isolate the temperature, and at the same time increase the brightness to another level, and a simple flame lantern appears.

This thing looks very good, but it is indeed one-time use. The flame flower will always go out after being awakened. Compared with ordinary torches, it is more durable and brighter.

The small cave was illuminated, and the space inside was not very wide, but fortunately it was relatively flat.

"Let's spend the night here tonight..."

Since it was raining outside, there was no dry firewood and no fire could be made. However, there were flaming lanterns, which at least provided warmth and light.

After simply cleaning up the debris in the cave, Shi Lan symbolically gathered a pile of rocks, inserted the flame lantern on it, took off the lampshade, and used it as a fire.

The two sat on the stone, listening to the sound of rain outside. Shi Lan took out his own food and gave one to Shen He.

Mora meat, some crispy rice, and raspberry drink.

Shen He just glanced at it and rejected Shi Lan's kindness. Instead, he took out some Qingxin, bit off a few petals, and chewed it carefully.

"You just eat these?" Shi Lan said in disbelief.

This stuff is very bitter. Xiang Ling cooked Tianshu pork, but Qing Xin didn't handle it well, which made the whole dish bitter, which made Shi Lan experience the pain of life in advance.

This sister actually eats it raw?

Shen He just said lightly: "After chewing it for a long time, only the bitter and astringent taste is left... After practicing for many years, I have long been accustomed to these rules and regulations."

"I feel like I can't fill my stomach, are you sure you don't want to try my food? I asked Uncle Mao to cook this, Wanmintang's delicacies..."

"Wanmintang..." Shen He showed a nostalgic look, "When I was a child, my father took me to eat there..."

"When you were a kid?"

"It's okay not to mention the past..."

Shi Lan was silent, feeling that Shen He seemed to have a heavy past.

The rain outside the cave became heavier and heavier, and accompanied by lightning and thunder, someone swayed outside the cave and shouted: "Is there anyone there?"

Shi Lan trembled. How could someone be at the bottom of Jueyun Valley in the middle of the night?

Just when I felt strange, the people outside the cave came in when they saw no response from inside.

He was a young man wearing the old Qianyan military uniform, but his clothes were quite worn and he looked a little embarrassed.

Shen He slowly stood up, his divine eyes shining, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

When Shi Lan saw that this sister was about to fight again, he quickly stopped her: "Sister Shen He! Calm down... calm down..."

The Qianyan Army officer was startled, leaning against the wall and hurriedly waving his hands: "I'm so sorry, the rain outside is too heavy, I don't mean any harm, I just came in to take shelter from the rain... Please don't blame me, girl..."

Shi Lan pulled Shen He's clothes and signaled her to calm down. Then he looked at the young man and asked doubtfully: "Are you Qian Yanjun?"

Upon hearing Shi Lan's question, the man immediately stood up straight, looked a little more serious, and said sonorously: "Thousands of rocks are solid, heavy mountains cannot be moved, the city is strong and the armor is strong, and the demon is peaceful!"

The slogan was correct. Shi Lan immediately greeted him with a smile and asked him to sit down.

Shen He kicked Shi Lan and shook his head slightly at him, "This guy is not..."

"I know." Shi Lan comforted her.

"Huh, why are you kids in a place like this in the middle of the night?" the Qianyan Army officer asked with concern.

"Oh, I came here to play with my sister."

Shen He glanced at Shi Lan.

"Okay, kid, you have to walk a long way from Liyue to here..." The man smiled, and when he mentioned Liyue, there was a look of guilt on his brows.

"This is nothing." Shi Lan took out the rice cake that he had not eaten just now and handed it to him: "Looking at what you have been through, you should eat something to cushion yourself."

“Thank you so much!”

The man didn't delay. He took the rice cake and took a bite. He was stunned. His eyes suddenly turned red. Big tears kept rolling down. He wiped the tears with his arms and said in a choked voice: "This is... from Wanmintang...

"

Shi Lan still smiled: "It is indeed Wanmintang's craftsmanship..."

The man finished eating one piece of rice cake in two mouths, and his mouth was full. He couldn't stop crying.

"I don't know who is the chef at Wanmintang now..."

"Who else could it be? It has always been Master Mao."

"well…"
Chapter completed!