As the sunlight outside the window shone on the bed, Fang Luoya frowned and reached out to cover the sunshine and opened his eyes;

Looking at the sunlight leaking through the leaves outside the window, rubbed his eyes and got up. It seemed that he woke up a little late today. When he walked into the kitchen to prepare barbecue, he saw that Mu Yong had already started to do it. ~

"Aya... is up, the meat is almost baked... Please help cook the soup, no matter how I make this thing, it won't taste good!" Mu Yong grinned as he looked at Fang Luoya's coming out.

"Okay..." Fang Luoya responded, then walked into the kitchen, found a few dried mushrooms, and started cooking soup.

"By the way, A Ya... what are these things?" Mu Yong pointed to the two pairs of snowboards that Fang Luoya had just made in the corner of the wall and said in confusion: "I watched it for a long time, but I couldn't understand it!"

"This...hehe, we want to go out hunting, but we just rely on them..."

After eating barbecue, Fang Luoya thought about it and went to take a morning leave with Wu, and took Mu Yong to accompany a few boards to the small hillside outside the village where there was no one;

Mu Yong held two snowboards and stared blankly at Fang Luoya who was putting the snowboard on his feet. He said in surprise: "Aya... Can this thing really make people run in the snow?"

"Of course..." He hurriedly put the ski on his back, and then stomped his feet and felt solid, so he stood in the snow;

Fang Luoya looked at the small slope in front of him, and tried hard to recall the skiing movements he had watched on TV. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly supported the ski pole in his hand and rushed down the hillside.

It was quite smooth, and the whole person slowly slid down towards the hillside.

"Uncle Yong...isn't it good?" Feeling that his feet were steady, Fang Luoya looked back at Mu Yong proudly;

Mu Yong widened his eyes at this time and stared at Fang Luoya who was getting faster and faster in the snow. His eyes were getting wider and wider; but soon he showed a look of horror and said in a lost voice: "Aya... be careful!"

Fang Luoya, who was smug at the bottom, suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground. He fell straight into the snow under his head and feet, and his legs were shaking in the air.

"Oh, ah...Aya, are you okay?" Mu Yong was in a hurry, ran over with deep and shallow feet, dragging Fang Luoya's legs and pulling them out with great effort.

"Bao, bah, bah..." Poor Fang Luoya finally vomited the snow in his mouth, and finally breathed. Looking at Mu Yong with a nervous look on his face, he smiled dryly: "Hehe...Accident, accident..."

After spending nearly an hour of exploration, Fang Luoya finally got familiar with the snowboard under her feet and began to be able to control the speed and direction freely; this made Fang Luoya quite satisfied...

"Uncle Yong...you try it now... With this, even if the mountain is covered with heavy snow, we can go out..." Fang Luoya shouted to Mu Yong, who was full of astonishment on the side.

Mu Yong looked at the snowboard under his feet, then looked at Fang Luoya's movements. After hesitating for a while, he began to push the ski pole in his hand and slide downwards.

"Oh... Not bad, not bad... Uncle Yong, slow down..."

"Uncle Yong... Don't be so fast, it's easy to fall..."

Fang Luoya, who kept shouting worriedly, was completely stunned after half an hour...

Because Mu Yong actually fell twice at the beginning, but the next one was smooth sailing. In less than half an hour, he slid on the snow and saw that he was even more slippery than Luo Ya...

"How could this happen?" Seeing Mu Yong's big guy swept his face first and his excitement, he could even use words like lightness and freedom to describe his movements, sliding around in the snow; Fang Luoya's glasses were shattered all over the floor...

Why does Mu Yong look like a big guy with such a rough body, but he actually has such talent...

Fang Luoya was so happy that he could only ask Mu Yong to accept his knees!

I have to say that my body is much stronger than before; after practicing skiing for a whole afternoon, Fang Luoya has basically adapted to the various rhythms of skiing;

But Mu Yong's huge body was like a majestic otter in the water on the snow, and he was even more relaxed and relaxed.

Seeing that it was getting late and it was already noon, Mu Yong stopped reluctantly, looked at Fang Luoya, and grinned excitedly, "It's not a problem to go out now!"

"Of course...if there is no problem, we can try to go out to hunt in a few days!" Fang Luoya nodded happily and smiled.

In the afternoon, Fang Luoya refined a batch of Tongjing Powder separately. Although the amount was not large and only four cans, it made Wu extremely satisfied;

"Well...the quality is excellent, one point better than the last time... It seems that Aya, you are indeed talented!" Wu nodded with satisfaction and said, "It just so happens that there are not many swords and soldiers. I will also refine a batch there. I will use it in the spring of next year..."

"This Daobing San is mainly used to treat various trauma and bleeding, and is the most consumed potion every year..."

After two days like this, it was Mu Yong's turn to lead his team to guard the entrance of the village;

Fang Luoya was wrapped in a thick animal leather jacket, wearing a tiger-head hat on her head, and sat on the tower with a spear in her arms. She looked at the full moon in the sky and sighed a long time...

"Why are you sighing?" Mu Yong was also wrapped tightly, wearing a certain long hair hood on his head, wrapped most of his face in it. He took a gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, then threw the gourd to Fang Luoya, grinning and said, "Thanks to you that you have earned two jars of wine, otherwise you would really be reluctant to drink like this!"

After looking at the wine gourd that Mu Yong threw over, Fang Luoya bared his teeth and threw the wine gourd back. Then he took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, pulled out the plug and took a bite into his mouth, and then put it back in his arms.

Looking at Fang Luoya's actions, Mu Yong grinned: "I forgot... you never share things with others!"

"Hehe... Speaking of which, you really don't look like our witch clan, you're very particular... like Yun Ling's mother back then..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yong also sighed and said, "Oh... I don't know how Yun Ling is doing in Qingyun City?"

"Yes... I don't know how Yun Ling is..." Fang Luoya stared at the bright moon blankly, feeling a little colder.

"Oh... don't think about it anymore... Come and drink..." Mu Yong suddenly reached out his hand in anger and took out the wine gourd, then took two more sips.

After drinking two more sips of wine, Mu Yong pushed Fang Luoya and said, "You go and sleep for a while. Tomorrow afternoon, you have to go to Wu's place!
Chapter completed!