Chapter 144: Spring Festival Little Taoist Priest Special Gift, Don’t Buy If You Don’t Like It

Chapter 144: Special gift for the little Taoist priest during the Spring Festival. Don’t buy if you don’t like it

[Because Sister Lan was mentioned in the previous chapter, I thought about inserting a chapter about the past here, which is also planned to be written in the future, about Sister Lan’s travels, but this chapter does not mention too many gods and ghosts, just some daily life]

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Yan Lan was kicked out of the Taoist temple for half a month, and she still stayed in Sichuan and Chongqing. It was not convenient to stay in a hotel before she became an adult, so she could only find a broken Taoist temple near Kunlun Snow Mountain through the introduction of a friend.

The temple was so broken that she simply cleaned it and found a place to stay.

“The Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and the light shines brightly in the south.”

After Yan Lan sighed, she continued to pick hazelnuts in the mountains.

She wanted to make a pine nut chestnut dish to satisfy her craving, and the recipe came by chance.

She met a down-and-out royal chef family by chance, and helped the family solve the abnormal problem of the ancestral tomb. She did not charge any money, but only learned some intangible cultural heritage skills of the Forbidden City imperial cuisine from the old chef as a fortune-telling fee.

The ingredients are easy to get... I just happened to get some pine nuts in the mountains.

"I'm a little tired."

Yan Lan put down the pole in her hand, exhaled deeply, and laughed again.

Her Dharma lineage was half-wasted, and her body was numb with pain now. Doing something else in the ice and snow could help her hold on for a while.

It's... pretty good.

There are monkeys all over the mountain, and only my butt is red: [Little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest, why don't you fight? ]

NPC has no name: [Didn't the Taoist priest say that he wanted to get mountain products and only pick hazelnuts? ]

Yan Lan then remembered that she was popularizing nature in her spare time and was still live streaming.

There were too many people accompanying her on the mountain, and now she was alone at the foot of the mountain. She couldn't adapt for a while, and wanted to use technology to enjoy some cloud company.

"Ah, I also need to get some pine nuts, but it may be a bit immoral to take shortcuts and make a quick decision."

Nuwa clay figurine defective: [How can it be immoral to take mountain products? 】

Yan Lan just smiled, picked up the camera rod, and walked east with a simple calculation.

The Kunlun Mountains, which were about to enter winter, were covered in silver, and the sunny day after the snow was extremely bright.

There were also a few squirrels climbing between the trees. Feeling the unusual breath on Yan Lan, they curiously poked their heads out.

"Hazelnuts can be solved with a pole. Of course, I mean for eating. The one on TV can be directly pulled out of the pin, or kicked with a Spartan kick."

"But pine cones are not easy to get. The red pine trees in this mountain are almost 20 meters long. I can't pick them."

The monkeys on the mountain are all red in my ass: [Master, you can just use that Tai Chi internal energy to break the tree with one punch! All the pine cones are rustling]

"Besides, how can I have that ability? I'm just an ordinary little Taoist priest."

A big squirrel with a fluffy tail ran by, and Yan Lan's eyes lit up, and he followed it forward.

Stopped in front of a half-withered and shriveled tree, tapped the trunk with his fingers, and heard a hollow and crackling sound.

"That's it."

Yan Lan put aside the "shooting pole" made of a tree branch, wrapped his right hand with a sack, and punched the dead tree while the audience was puzzled.

"Crash!" The half-dead tree could not withstand such force, and the bark cracked instantly.

As soon as the tree hole opened, fresh pine nuts and hazelnuts could not wait to roll out, and in a few breaths, they gathered into a small pile on the ground.

The monkeys on the mountain were all red: [Stunned, Taoist priest, you punched a new world? ! ]

The Chinese food king: [I knock! Is this a house robbery? I just saw a squirrel running over! ]

"Yes, it's the snow squirrel's food storage point."

Yan Lan shook his hands and opened the bag to pick up the spoils.

"The back mountain of Kunlun is full of red pine and hazelnut trees, which are the favorite foods of snow squirrels. They will start to store food for the winter in autumn.

"As the ancients said: Squirrels store fruit, the more the better. There is no concept of "enough" in their instincts, and they will store as much as they can. The place for storage is generally small dwarf trees, small dead trees, and sometimes buried in the ground.

"I have to add that there is enough food in the back mountain, even if I steal the house, the squirrels will not commit suicide."

Nuwa clay figurine defective: [I know! Squirrels commit suicide only when food is scarce, and it is a low-probability event]

China's King of Food: [I think the Taoist wants ready-made pine nuts, hahaha]

"That's right, to get pine nuts, you need to expose the pine cones to the sun for about a day, wait until all the scales are open, then use a wooden root to knock the pine cones out, and if they are difficult to get, you can use a bamboo stick."

"Or throw fresh pine cones into the fire and burn them, wait until the surface is carbonized and there is no sticky oil, then tear them apart with your hands."

"But I'm lazy, I don't want to move, I want to use ready-made ones."

Yan Lan used force to open the hole a little wider.

The pine nuts rolled out, but soon after a small group of black shadows fell awkwardly on the pile of pine nuts and sat up with a confused face.

The back is covered with golden red hair, the abdomen is snow-white, the tail hair is dense and long, and the fluffy tail is messy in the wind.

It's a snow squirrel!

Among all the monkeys in the mountain, only my butt is red: [Hahaha, the sponsor is sleeping at home! 】

Chinese Food King: [Bold thief! You got caught! 】

"Oh, what a coincidence, you're at home. Please make way."

Yan Lan was not embarrassed at all, and naturally shoved the remaining pine nuts into the sack.

The squirrel was stunned.

Chinese Food King: [I'm dying of laughter! Squirrel: These two-legged beasts are not thieves, they're clearly robbers! 】

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The squirrel was so angry that he picked up the pine nuts and threw them at Yan Lan, cursing and jumping to stop him.

You're so arrogant at home, what are you going to do when I'm not at home!

Yan Lan finished picking up the trophies and retorted: "Snow squirrels have a delicate face, strong body, gentle and cute. Many people keep them as pets. My old Taoist temple also..."

She paused and stopped talking, then said with a smile:

"Look, aren't you just kidding me? They are so hospitable! I didn't even want it and it was forced on me."

I asked you to turn off your phone, but you didn’t: [Did God force this on you, Qilu Squirrel? ! 】

揍飞恋爱脑：【重新定义“温柔可爱”“热情好客”哈哈哈】

"I have to run away quickly, that's the end of today's live broadcast."

"Don't look at the cute little guy. Being bitten by a wild squirrel will require several rabies shots."

Yan Lan raised her hand to catch the pine nuts thrown by the little guy and laughed.

The little squirrel was so angry that its hair would explode, and if there was one on hand, its corners would be bitten off.

The Big Bad Twoleg!

"Stop scolding, stop scolding."

Yan Lan lowered his shoulders and drooped his elbows, his Taoist robe covered his arms, turned his strength with his waist, and hit the red pine with a single whip on the side with his right hand!

In an instant, the strong wind became strong, and the pine forest trembled with snow waves. The trees were not damaged at all, but the pine towers fell all over the ground like rain, and it continued for a long time.

The squirrels ran out chirping in the forest and started picking up things excitedly.

If you can’t pick it all up, you can’t pick it all up. Just say “pie in the sky” is not just a fabrication. There must be real cases!

"Is that enough, kid?"

Yan Lan smiled and handed the pine nuts in his hand to the stunned little squirrel.

When the smile in her eyes fainted, her long hair happened to be blown away by the cold wind. She was wearing so thin that she seemed to blend into the wind and snow.

Yan Lan has been in this mountain for many days. She wanders around alone. She often sits in the snow and stares blankly somewhere. She looks careless but actually thinks a lot. She smiles when she is disturbed by passing animals, as if she is sad and confused. Loss is all an illusion.

A bit perverse, with a small tiger tooth when he smiles.

He is the kind of young man who is very undisciplined and has a lot of thoughts.

"You are magnanimous, please forgive me, a little Taoist priest." Yan Lan said.

snort! Come back next time and beat me to death!

The little squirrel punched the air a few times, stuffed the pine nuts into his mouth angrily, and turned to grab the pie from the sky.

Yan Lan straightened up and lazily wanted to stretch her body. Unexpectedly, she felt that the wound on her back from her senior brother was still hurting halfway, so she lowered her arms, endured it and laughed again: "Why bother getting angry for me."

She held up her hands and looked towards the east from a distance. It wasn't until the cold wind blew away the heat all over her body that she lowered her eyes and said softly, "I miss you so much..."

...I really want to go back.

But she can't go back, her home no longer wants her.

No matter how reluctant I am, I will leave the province of Heming Mountain completely after finishing this snack and go on my own.

"Thank you," Yan Lan tilted her head, "help me bring my things back to the mountain. I'll go down to buy the ingredients."

The sacks and tree branches in the snow trembled a few times, then floated towards the dilapidated Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

Yan Lan raised her feet, shrunk to an inch, and disappeared into the snow in a few breaths, leaving no trace.

Unexpectedly, without even eating the last piece of pine nut and chestnut cake, she encountered Beidou's pursuers at the foot of the mountain, and had to follow a wandering shooting team to hurriedly embark on the journey.

From then on, I searched for immortals and found ways to eliminate evil spirits and resolve grievances. The wanderer did not see the old mountains and rivers, and thought about the shortcomings and advantages of the old friend.

And it is difficult to turn back as a tree waits for spring.