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Chapter 113 Bamboo Flute (1)

"Sakura? Open in August?"

I repeatedly said, and Tibetan Sakura's body began to slowly tend to be transparent.

"Take it, live well."

There was a trace of fatigue in the eyes of Tibetan Sakura.

She took out a dark bamboo flute and thrown it to Song Qinghan.

"This is?"

Song Qinghan was a little puzzled.

Tibetan Sakura smiled long and said playfully: "Don't ask me, study it yourself!"

Song Qinghan:

"Okay, see you again!"

Song Qinghan rolled a big white eyes and sent the channel with concern.

Tibetan cherry blossom smiled lightly, and then turned into a breeze, disappearing in place.

After a long time, we have returned from a short period of meeting and separation.

I looked at a few children with a low expression and comforted: "Your goddess sister has something to do. After she finish, she will come back to see you, you should not be sad."

A few children nodded silently and said softly, "Thank you brother ..."

I nodded, and then sent them back.

"So where are we going now? Is we going directly to find Sanshan, or go to Ganoderma lucidum first?"

I consult Bai Ling's opinion.

When I came into contact with my eyes, Bai Ling's eyes could not help dodging, and then blushed with a pretty face, and said vaguely, "Let's decide."

"Eh?"

Song Qinghan looked at Bai Ling curiously and looked at me again.

I smiled and said, "Go to Ganoderma lucidum, now it's a bit early to go to San Mountain."

The two nodded. After a conversation, we came to the old man's house to clean up.

"You ... are you going?"

Seeing this scene, the turbid eyes flashed a touch of dimness.

"Um."

I nodded gently and felt a little apologized.

The old man slowly sat up from the cymbal.

Her hands and feet were a little disadvantaged to open the lid, while taking out the cake inside, and said, "You young people are still good and can toss."

After that, she put a bag of food full of food, sent it to our hands, and said, "Eat on the road when you are hungry, you can always be able to come back."

"Although the monster has never appeared again, you still have to pay attention to safety, don't relax your vigilance."

The old man told us one by one.

I watched the lonely figure of the old man, and my heart was very bad.

She went to age, was inconvenient to move, and no one took care of her.

I sighed silently.

At this time, Bai Ling suddenly said: "Old man, when you leave, let me give you a cup of tea."

"Tea? We have it, you"

Before the old man finished speaking, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Our tea is different from the plateau, you will know it."

After speaking, Bai Ling didn't know where to take out a few emerald leaves, and quickly made a cup of tea with warm water.

As soon as the water entered the cup, the rich tea fragrance suddenly overflowed, and it seemed to make people refreshing.

The old man was a little suspicious, and he tasted it with Bai Ling's constant urging.

After drinking, the old man tasted a little, and said with emotion: "It's really good tea!"

Bai Ling smiled sweetly and didn't speak.

And I can see that the spirit of the elderly is much better.

Bai Ling took out another bag of leaves and put it on the table, and said, "Old man, if we leave, if you want to drink, you can soak yourself, you must take care of yourself!"

Although the old man's eyes were a little hesitant, he nodded and said slowly: "Since it is your mind, I will accept it."

We said two more words, and then told the old man to say goodbye.


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