Magical Strategist

Chapter 215: Cultivation and Rest (3)

Soon, dusk comes.

Zhenlong was walking back with large and small bags in his hands and Su Mo, who was already asleep, on his back.

Unknowingly, a kind of comfort that I had never felt before emerged in my heart. If he hadn't met Eileen, he could enjoy life without any worries.

For the next few days, the real dragon had nothing to do.

After getting up in the morning, do some simple exercises in Watson's yard and help with housework in his free time. After lunch, Su Mo accompanied him to the clinic to check the wound. In the afternoon, go horse riding in Punk Prairie.

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Happy and relaxing time always seems short.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

The real dragon's injuries have basically recovered. It was finally time to resign.

That night, Watson cooked a table full of dishes as a farewell to the real dragon.

"Uncle Lei, I've been taking care of you these days. I'd like to say thank you to you." Zhenlong said.

Watson waved his hand and said: "Why are you being polite? I'm still saying the same thing. If you have any difficulties in the future, or if anyone has trouble with you, come to me. Uncle Lei will help you settle things. If you have time, come and sit with me. .”

Zhenlong was very pleased to hear this, smiled slightly and said: "Well, I will come to visit you often."

"Brother, do you really want to leave? Can you stay a few more days?" Su Mo's eyes turned red and he felt very reluctant to leave.

The real dragon smiled and stroked Su Mo's little head and said, "Brother, I still have something to do. I'll come see you when I'm done, okay?"

Su Mo couldn't hold it in anymore and cried in the arms of the real dragon.

"Also, I have to remind you, try to stay away from that blood elf woman." Watson said.

"I know, thank you!" He said this, but in fact, his heart had already flown to Andalimu, thousands of miles away.

He was leaving tomorrow and needed to pack some luggage. After dinner, Zhenlong went back to his room early.

Watson Town is at least a thousand kilometers away from Andalim. For such a long journey, daily necessities must be prepared. Unpack your luggage-surgery bag and start checking.

Earth-shattering staff, a weapon used in combat. Bandages, hemostatic medicine, for healing wounds. Umbrellas, raincoats, cloaks, and straw hats are also necessary.

Suddenly, a thin book fell out, with four big characters written on the cover: "Double Battle for Thousands of Autumn".

Suddenly he remembered that this was the secret book given by Poseidon when he and Irene crossed the sea last time. Since getting this book, Zhenlong has not opened it. If I hadn't seen it by chance today, I would have completely forgotten about it.

The real dragon was holding the book and leaning on the window sill alone. The golden afterglow of the setting sun shone on his clear-cut face, and he carefully opened the first page of the book. The moment he saw the content, his face suddenly turned red. He looked around hurriedly, as if he were a thief, fearing that someone might be peeking around the corner. Don't continue looking until you are sure the place is safe.

In the book, a naked beauty lies flat on the ground covered with pink petals, with her legs spread apart, her two white tender hands, her left hand resting on her abdomen, and her right hand beside her body, lifelike.

"Damn it, how could this happen!" The real dragon complained secretly.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Su Mo broke in suddenly.

The real dragon hurriedly hid the book behind his back, blushed and hesitated: "Oh, no...Su Mo...that..."

Seeing that the real dragon was secretive, Su Mo quickly came over and asked, "What are you hiding behind you? Can I see it?"

"This...this...isn't it, Su Mo, listen to me...this is just a book, but you can't read it." Zhenlong didn't know how to explain it. If this book was read by someone who didn't know about it, he would definitely... Think of yourself as a pervert.

"No matter! I want to watch!" Children are much more curious than adults, Su Mo said in a non-negotiable tone.

"No...it really can't..."

Without saying a word, Su Mo snatched the "Jiu Dou Qianqiu" from the real dragon's hand.

"Wait, Su Mo, don't look..." The real dragon's eyes widened. Su Mo turned the pages of the book but could do nothing.

Although she is a ten-year-old girl, she can understand these paintings. After a while, Su Mo's face turned red.

What an unsightly book!

Finished!

At this time, the real dragon really wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it. The perfect image that I had finally built up these days was ruined by a broken book.

I thought Su Mo would lose his temper and even slap him hard.

but………

Su Mo closed the book, put on a smile on his flushed face, and said, "I don't like reading this anyway. Forget it, let's give it back to big brother."

"I'm sorry, it's not what you imagined. This book is actually called "Jin Do Qian Qiu", and it's about formations..." Zhen Long explained quickly.

Su Mo had a smile on his innocent face and said, "It's okay. I came here to give brother something."

"Send me something?"

Su Mo carefully took out a heart-shaped knot made of red string from his pocket.

"The 'Peace Knot' keeps you safe. I hope your brother is safe and well when he goes out. It's a pity that it's not as beautiful as my mother's knitting, but I made it myself. Come on, I'll put it on for my brother and hold out my hand," Su Mo said.

The real dragon naturally couldn't refuse the little girl's wishes.

Inadvertently, he found that Su Mo's little hand was covered with red and swollen marks. The real dragon immediately asked, "What's wrong with the hand?"

"No, it's nothing!" Su Mo retracted his hand with a whoosh.

Zhenlong frowned and pretended to be angry: "To be honest, big brother likes honest people."

Su Mo pouted, bit his lip, and reluctantly explained: "In our place, the peace knot is a talisman made by the wife for her husband. Every time my father goes away from home, my mother will make a beautiful peace knot for him to wear. .So Su Mo also wanted to make one for his eldest brother, but he had never learned how to do it. When tying a knot, it really hurt when the rope pinched his hand, so..."

"That's why you got hurt, right?" Zhenlong said with a smile.

Suddenly, Su Mo fell into the real dragon's arms and burst into tears. The tears are full of inseparability.

"Big brother must come back to me." Su Mo looked at the real dragon with tears in his eyes and said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do it." To the real dragon, Su Mo was still young and his emotions were just a vague concept. Maybe, after ten days and a half, Su Mo will gradually forget about his "big brother".

After a hard time parting with each other, Su Mo finally reluctantly left.

At this time, Zhenlong no longer had the intention to study "Jin Dou Qian Qiu", fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep...

At dawn the next day, the real dragon stepped on the magic bag and was ready to go.

Andalimu and Luna are waiting for me!

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