I Am The Only One Who Doesn’t Know I Am The Master

After Cheng Qiyue said goodbye and left, Lin Zhishui watched her back disappear, then returned to the house, put three small peaches on the table, and began to mix ink and cut paper, ready to practice ink painting.

When he first started grinding ink, he heard the phone ringing suddenly, so he had to put down the ink stick, took out the phone and saw that the caller was Yan Shui Shui.

"Senior, I am Shui Shui."

After the connection was made, Yan Shuishui's crisp voice sounded immediately on the opposite side.

"What's the matter, Xiao Shui, is there something wrong?" Lin Zhishui tilted his head and held the phone between his cheeks and shoulders, while talking, rubbing ink on his hands.

"This... I may not have time to practice calligraphy recently."

Yan Shuishui sighed helplessly and said, "I don't know where one of my teacher's elders has gone. I'm going to search around for the whereabouts of that elder recently, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go there for the time being."

Lin Zhishui stopped his movements and said, "It's okay, you are busy with your work, do you need my help?"

This little girl has been practicing calligraphy with him for a month, and now she is an acquaintance, so she should be concerned about it.

"Are you willing to help?" Yan Shuishui asked happily.

"I can only help you pay attention by the way." Lin Zhishui said stunned: "You send me his photo, if I am lucky, I can let you know if I find it."

After all, there are two layers of relationship, so he is polite, and he won't look for it carefully, it depends on fate.

"Okay, then thank you senior, I will send you the photo of that elder now."

After ending the call, Lin Zhishui received a photo from Yan Shuishui.

In the photo is a handsome uncle in his fifties, with a meticulous back, slightly gray temples, a refined look between his eyebrows, a suit and leather shoes, unsmiling, and he looks very temperamental.

He glanced at it twice, then turned off the picture and put away the phone.

Such a handsome and handsome uncle, as long as he sees it, he will definitely recognize it at a glance.

…

Time flies.

Before he knew it, Lin Zhishui practiced ink painting all afternoon. After checking the time, it was already eight o'clock.

According to the past, he should have gone back to cook a long time ago, but recently his little snake always wakes up late, so it is just right to go back to cook later.

"A little hungry."

Lin Zhishui touched his shriveled stomach, and suddenly saw a plastic bag on the desk, which contained the three small peaches that Cheng Qiyue gave him in the afternoon, so he took out a small peach from the bag and prepared Pad your stomach first.

This peach is not big, and it is still a little blue, but the skin is still very clean and smooth. It is estimated that the little girl has washed it in advance before coming.

As a nectarine party who doesn't like peaches, he prefers crisp peaches.

Although this peach looks average, it seems to be quite elastic when squeezed, maybe it is not bad?

"However, the peach is not like this, right? Are there still nectarines in the peach?"

Lin Zhishui murmured to himself, and didn't think so much, so he picked up the peach and took a bite. The delicious and sweet juice suddenly gushed out, overflowed from the mouth, and flowed into the throat, which was refreshing.

It is really delicious when paired with the soft and smooth pulp.

"Not bad, soft peaches are actually delicious, but there are too few."

He nodded slightly.

After eating this little peach in a few mouthfuls, only a small pale yellow peach pit was left.

There are only paper baskets in the house, and garbage sorting is inconvenient.

Lin Zhishui walked to the door, and threw the peach core into the trash can next to the door. Unexpectedly, with a little more strength, the peach core slammed on the edge of the trash can, and was then bounced to the next door. The pine tree finally fell into the soil circle under the pine tree, and after rolling a few times, the peach core stopped.

However, the pale yellow peach pit was also stained with a little soil.

"Eh…"

Lin Zhishui wanted to pick it up, but when he found a layer of mud on it, he was a little disgusted and decided to give up.

Anyway, that little girl Yan Shuishui often comes to take care of this small pine tree, and she still has a crush on herself, so she shouldn't despise his saliva... right?

"Cough, little pine tree, the peach pit is the nourishment for you, I love you."

Lin Zhishui let out a haha. After waving at Xiao Pine Tree, he turned around and went back to the store. He put the plastic bag with the remaining two peaches in the satchel, locked the door with the satchel on his back, and went home.

Just give these two little peaches to his own little snake. Anyway, he prefers crisp peaches and has no feelings for such soft peaches.

- And you don't have to go to the supermarket to buy fruit, save trouble, perfect.

After he was gone, on the trunk of the small pine tree at the door, a childish and cute little girl's face slowly emerged. Although she couldn't see her skin color, she could see that her cute face was already covered. Shy and happy emotions.

'The master said... love me? And gave me the pit of a peach? ’

Xiao Songshu bent down slightly, and looked at the peach core under his feet with lovely eyes, thinking a little bit.

It has also heard of the peach of the Queen Mother, and it can also feel the pure fairy energy contained in this peach core. According to the memory of Fuxi Dharma Body inheritance, if it absorbs this peach core, it will gradually be able to gradually change from the common world to the grass and trees. Transforming in the direction of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

'The master was so kind to me...'

It can't help but have the urge to cry, but unfortunately there are no tears to shed.

The next moment, the roots of the tree protruded out like tentacles, and the slender root tentacles immediately wrapped the core of the peach and pulled it into the soil.

…

At this time, the road was not crowded. After Lin Zhishui crossed an overpass, he walked into an underground passage. Following this short road, he would be home in a short time.

"Um?"

After Lin Zhishui entered the underground passage, he suddenly found a ragged old man lying on the open space on the side of the road not far from the passage.

This old man was goosebumps, his body was dirty, his clothes were covered with dust, and his silver threads were messy, like a unkempt beggar, but the clothes could barely be identified as a suit, and the leather shoes on his feet were missing one. , the other leather shoe was dirty and rotten though, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, but can also vaguely guess its original value, and...the glamorous past of its owner.

Well, an old man with a story.

At this time, the old man was lying on the ground with a demented face, and he didn't care about the eyes of the people who came and went, nor did he care that the clothes were covered with dust.

The old man was obviously not a beggar, and there was no bowl in front of him.

Maybe passersby are not so indifferent, but apparently few people want to get in trouble.

Lin Zhishui glanced at it, and was about to turn around, but suddenly he was slightly startled, stopped, and took a closer look at the old man, always feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen it before.

'correct! ’

He suddenly realized that the old man's appearance was a bit like the photo Yan Shuishui sent him, the elder of her teacher, the handsome uncle with great temperament.

But maybe it just looks alike?

After all, the handsome man in the photo does not have such white hair, nor so many wrinkles on his skin, nor is he so old, and his brows are full of elegance. At first glance, he looks like the kind of meticulous cleanliness. How can he be like a beggar?

certainly…

That may also be a photo from the past, maybe what has been hit now to make it like this?

Looking at the unlovable look on this old man's face, he was obviously waiting to die in despair.

No wonder Yan Shuishui didn't even care about the big brother he had a crush on, so he was so anxious to find this old man, daring that her teacher's elders were lost, and he might even have to seek death.

But maybe because of the relationship between Yan Shuishui, I still have to persuade the old man.

Lin Zhishui thought for a while, then walked to the old man and squatted down, and said, "Looking at your appearance, are you waiting to die?"