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In the year that the beasts gathered for the fight, Chu Cheng was afraid of trouble. He packed up his own treasures and chose a geomantic treasure. He slept and fell asleep. He doesn't like troubles by nature, and knows that the beasts are always endless. He also likes to pull out gangs, so this Feng Shui treasure is chosen a little far away and sleeps a bit. When he woke up, he saw the sea and mulberry fields. The place where he rested has become a city, and people come and go.

He is the son of Tianlong. Outsiders can't see his real body, but only see his entangled dragon body as a wall. His entire dragon plate has become a simple house. I can't remember passing by. Chu Cheng took a nap and planned to go to sleep.

But soon he found the abnormality in his arms.

He was sleeping with his natural treasures in his arms, and those treasures were in his arms, just like in the house. Mortals can't see it, and monsters dare not take it. But now, there is a breath of treasure in his arms that does not belong to him. Chu Cheng looked for it and found the origin of that breath without any effort-it is a young sprout that has just sprouted, green and tender. It looks a bit cute.

Chu Cheng was a little surprised. He didn't remember that there was such a tender shoot in his baby. He traced it back with his eyes closed, only to find that the bud was a seed, and that kind of seed fell into his arms somehow after he fell asleep, but was stuck in the soil of his arms. Roots, feeling the birth of his dragon's breath and heavenly earth and treasure, slowly sprouts.

Chu Cheng had never encountered such a thing before. He thought it was interesting, and allowed the sprout to grow, and he snorted.

The bud absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and the nourishment of dragons and nourishment of Tianhua Dibao, was very healthy, and when Chu Cheng woke up again, it had grown into a small sapling.

Chu Cheng was very relieved to see that it had grown well. He guarded the little sapling and wanted to see what the sapling in his arms would eventually grow into.

The sapling grew up day by day, the higher and higher, slowly grew into a large tree, its branches are very long, it seems to want to stretch the neck to look at the world outside the wall. But the road was one foot tall and the magic one foot tall, and Chu Cheng saw that for every inch he grew, he made the wall he had made one inch taller, and firmly blocked the sapling, and prevented him from extending the branches outside.

The tree grew bigger and bigger, and it blossomed and borne fruit, which turned out to be an apricot tree.

Chu Cheng smelled the aura on him, pondering that it seemed to be about to change shape.

Sure enough, a few days later, on a full moon night, Chu Cheng found that a young man in Tsing Yi was sitting on the branch of that apricot tree. The juvenile has a crown and long hair like a waterfall. His eyes are as beautiful as the black pearls of the East China Sea and his mouth is red under the moonlight. He is sitting on a tree branch and swinging his feet. His feet are small and white, like those under winter sunlight. snow.

The teenager seemed to want to look outside the wall, but he couldn't see it. He slowly stood up, stood on a tree branch, and then leapt towards the wall, and steadily leapt to the wall. Chu Cheng heard his happy laughter. He sat down on the wall and looked at the wall with his cheeks.

Chu Cheng didn't think there was anything beautiful outside the wall, but the teenager liked it very much. He watched for a day. He noticed that everyone was wearing shoes, so he blew two leaves on his feet, and turned into a pair of cyan boots. He also noticed that everyone had his hair tied, so he changed a hairband to tie half of his hair.

After watching it for a day, he realized that he was no different from those on the road, and then he jumped down the wall and walked towards the world.

Chu Cheng didn't expect that he would join the WTO. He thought about it a little, and changed his shape to follow.

The house was originally his body. Now that he is leaving, the house is gone. Chu Chenghua turned out a house and cast a spell to hide the house and the treasures inside it-including the apricot tree, and then went forward.

The boy walked down the street and saw nothing new. He had been in the wall for too long. He wanted to look at the world outside the wall, but found that no matter how tall he was, the wall was higher than himself. He was so desperate that he walked out of the tree and into the world outside the wall.

The small vendors on the street kept calling, and the teenager followed the sweet smell and came to a booth.

"Want to buy osmanthus cake, little boy?" Said the hawker, handing a packet of osmanthus cake.

The young man took it, took it and tasted it. It was sweet and glutinous. He couldn't help but take two more bites, leaving the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Ah, little boy, you haven't given money yet." The hawker said quickly.

The teenager looked at him, puzzled.

The hawker was not puzzled either. He saw that the boy in front of him looked good and his clothes were very exquisite. What he saw was that he was a little boy from a big family. Why did n’t he give him money to eat?

"Little boy, if you take my osmanthus cake, you have to give me money."

"Money?" The boy opened his mouth in confusion, his voice was very clear, like Peihuan collided, he thought for a while, reached out and turned two fruits, and passed them, "Here you are."

"I don't want you, Kyoko. I want money."

The teenager seemed to be a little confused, and frowned slightly.

The hawker pointed anxiously at his palm, "copper, silver."

The boy still didn't understand. He was trembling, but suddenly he heard a laugh behind him. Someone put a few copper plates into the palm of the hawker, "I paid for him."

The young man turned his head in confusion, and saw that there was a handsome young man in front of him. His pupils were very dark, with a slight smile in his eyebrows. The young man sniffed close and felt that his breath was familiar. Knowing the person in front of me, I had to tilt my head and look at him.

Chu Cheng did not hide, let him look at it generously.

The young man looked at it for a while and couldn't think of it. He simply couldn't think about it. He remembered that the people in front of him paid for it, so he reached out and handed him two fruits.

Chu Cheng reached out to take over, saw the young man smiled, turned and walked forward.

Chu Cheng chuckled and followed.

The boy was still eating sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, eating while walking, his eyes were dripping at the other stalls on the road. He was not paying attention, and the corners of his mouth were stained with some cake debris. Chu Cheng reached out to help him wipe, and the boy turned his head Look at him, and don't hide, just stare at it.

"What else do you want to eat?" Chu Cheng helped him wipe the corners of his mouth, and clapped his hands and asked.

The teenager pointed to the candied fruit not far away, and said to him, "Red."

"Then we used to buy you a bunch."

The boy nodded and stopped eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He ran over and took a bunch of sugar gourds, watching Chu Cheng while eating. Chu Cheng helped him pay, watching him inspire his cheeks, and sip a hawthorn. He couldn't help but reached out and poked at his bulging face. The teenager looked up at him, but couldn't resist, even even asked him, Do you eat? "

Chu Cheng didn't like this kind of food in the world, so he shook his head.

The teenager slowly ate it alone.

He bought a lot of food along the way, and stopped until it was dark, looked around, and finally looked at Chu Cheng said, "It's time to sleep."

Chu Cheng knew what he meant and took him to the inn.

The teenager ate all the way, but he was not hungry at the moment, and the two followed the hall directly to the upper floor.

Chu Cheng waited until Paotang left, patted the bed and said, "Sleep here tonight."

"Do you sleep here too?" The boy asked him.

Chu Cheng nodded.

The teenager looked at him and slowly sat down beside him, staring at him with his head on his back.

"Can't it?" Chu Cheng asked him.

The boy shook his head and asked, "What's your name?"

"Chu Cheng."

"What's my name then?" He wondered.

"Don't you have a name?" Chu Cheng was surprised.

The teenager shook his head.

Chu Cheng thought for a while, "Then I will call you Axing."

He was, after all, an apricot tree.

The teenager read his own name, and then read his name again, dissatisfied, "It's not as good as yours."

Chu Cheng laughed, "You still understand this."

"Change it," he said.

Chu Cheng thought for a while, "Well, let's call you Ji Qingzhou."

"why?"

"The situation you are in now is like a canoe drifting with the waves. There is no direction, no purpose, and it is impossible to predict, but I will remember you, Ye Xiaozhou, and I will protect you.

The boy thought about it, and thought the name seemed acceptable. "Well, just call this name."

"it is good."

"What are you?" Ji Qingzhou asked him, "you are not human."

He can see that Chu Cheng is not human, and he can feel that Chu Cheng's breath is familiar, so he let Chu Cheng follow, but he can't see what Chu Cheng is?

"Have we met before?" He asked.

Chu Cheng laughed lowly, "Do you remember where you grew up?"

"In a yard." Ji Qingzhou said, he seemed to remember something, got close to Chu Cheng and felt, "You are also in that yard." He affirmed, so he felt Chu Cheng The breath is familiar.

Chu Cheng shook his head. "I'm the yard."

Ji Qingzhou was a little surprised.

"To be exact, I turned my body into that yard, and you grew up in my arms."

"So what are you?" Ji Qingzhou was curious.

Chu Cheng smiled, "I'm a dragon."

Ji Qingzhou hadn't seen the dragon before, and Wen Yan's eyes brightened, as if he wanted to see his body.

"Not right now," Chu Cheng said, "waiting for a suitable opportunity in the future will let you see."

"it is good."

"Sleep." Chu Cheng said.

Ji Qingzhou heard the words and lay straight on the bed. Chu Cheng saw that he did not even wash his clothes, shoes and socks, and was laughed at once.

He reluctantly reached for the washbasin, hit his fingers, and the water basin was full of water. He stretched out his right hand, and put a piece of parchment in his hand. Chu Cheng took it in the clear water and posed to Ji Qingzhou. "Come here."

Ji Qingzhou got up and gathered together. Chu Cheng took a parchment and wiped his face. "Before going to bed and waking up, remember to wash. This time, I won't let you take a bath. Simply wipe it for you."

Ji Qingzhou nodded obediently, "Oh."

Chu Cheng helped him clean his face, and put his washbasin back in place.

Ji Qingzhou's youthful nature, seeing him like this, also stretched out a hand, that had thought that the pot flew halfway, but actually fell directly to the ground, and issued a "wandering" sound.

Ji Qingzhou looked at Chu Cheng in puzzlement.

Chu Cheng waved his hand to return the washbasin to his original position, and helped him bring the foot basin over again, hitting his fingers, so that it was filled with water.

Ji Qingzhou also struck his fingers, but nothing changed.

Chu Cheng chuckled, "You haven't done enough, you still need to cultivate."

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