The Miracle Doctor of the Tree of Time Traveling

On the soft bed under the window sill lay a man in a moon-white brocade robe, with willow-leaf patterns embroidered with light blue silk thread on the skirt and cuffs, and as he moved his hands, it seemed that the leaves were alive. Fluttering.

The jade-white hairpin neatly gathered his black hair, leaving only a strand of hair hanging down one side of his cheek. His forehead was full and his nose was straight, but his lips were thin, showing a bit of affection.

With his eyes slightly squinted, he listened to the gentle music of the piano played by the woman in the room. He had an elegant posture and a smile at the corner of his mouth, which made him look lazy and comfortable.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the sound startled the woman playing the qin. The sound of the qin trembled and then stopped.

The man on the couch didn't open his eyes, but just waved his hand, and the woman retreated to the side holding the piano.

"Master, I brought the man."

The man who came in was dressed in black brocade, with handsome features, although not as stunning as the man on the couch, it was still a face that caught the attention of ordinary people.

The man held the sword in one hand and pushed the person he brought with the other.

The person who was pushed was a middle-aged man in common clothes. The man was holding a pot of flowers and plants in both hands, protecting them carefully. Even if he was pushed, he did not dare to show any signs of impatience.

The man slightly opened his eyes, but it was a pair of bewitching peach blossom eyes.The corners of his eyes raised slightly, he sized up the middle-aged man in front of him, and said to the man standing behind the middle-aged man, "Is it just such a potted flower?"

"Yes."

"Xinghe, I asked you to find some exotic flowers and plants, and you brought me back such an unremarkable pot of flowers and plants."

The man straightened up from the couch, first glanced at the inconspicuous little flowers, and then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man holding the flower pot.

It is clearly a pair of peach blossom eyes, but the line of sight projected over there is chilling. The middle-aged man felt his body tremble after being glanced at. He quickly lowered his head and said respectfully: "Young master, this pot of dancing grass is The villain spent half a year carefully cultivating it. Although it looks plain and unremarkable, it has its own special features."

"Oh, what's so special?" The man asked casually, "If you don't satisfy me, you will become the fertilizer of this little thing today."

The middle-aged man trembled slightly, holding the flower pot and putting it on the table, he stroked the flowers and leaves lightly, and said in a low voice: "My little ancestor, you have to be more aggressive, or else both of us will have to deal with it today." die."

Listening to the old flower farmer's words, Xinghe felt that he had misjudged and found someone with mental problems to come back?

Seeing that the master showed a little impatient expression, Xinghe immediately urged: "Little old man, don't dawdle, it will make our master unhappy, your head is useless."

The flower farmer was so frightened that he immediately apologized, calmed down, and said, "Young master, please take a look, my pot of dancing grass is just like its name, it is a pot of flowers that can really dance."

The sun shines in, leaving a layer of golden halo on the leaves of the flowers and plants. The upright dancing grass leaves turn slightly, and the small leaves turn up and down around the big leaves, just like dancing, intriguing and fascinating.

Li Chengyu swept away his laziness, and looked intently at the pot of flowers that was originally inconspicuous but surprised him at this moment.

Seeing the appearance of his prince, Xinghe thought that he had found the right target this time.

The flower farmer secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the young man staring intently at the dancing grass.Although he got this potted flower by accident, it is also a flower that surprised him, who has been a flower farmer for 40 years.

The young man in front of him is of extraordinary background, if he sells this flower to the other party, he will definitely get a lot of money.Thinking of this, Hua Nong immediately frowned, delighted.

The little ginseng identified a direction based on the residual fragrance it smelled, and hurriedly pulled Sanqi and ran straight.

Because they don't have to be afraid of being seen by humans, they ran a little recklessly until they bumped into the heels of many pedestrians along the way, making those pedestrians think they encountered something that made people feel creepy.

He even accidentally knocked down a child, seeing the child fell to the ground and crying, Sanqi had no choice but to drag the little ginseng back.

"Don't run around, look at how many people you bumped into along the way."

"I'm in a hurry." Little Ginseng defended himself, "Also, don't hold me, it's not good for people to see."

After twitching it found that it hadn't come out, it pouted and stared at Sanqi.

Sanqi said with a speechless expression: "People must be able to see." They have been standing on the street for a long time.

"Oh, when I got excited, I forgot that we are invisible now, hehe." Little Ginseng grinned.

Looking at this silly look, Sanqi really wanted to drag her back and educate her, but now that Liangcao has a heavy responsibility, she doesn't have that leisure time.

"Don't smirk, the Miracle Grass is still waiting for us to save it, let's see how we go next?"

Sanqi looked at the tall humans coming and going around, and in view of the ability of the little ginseng, it had to rely on it to guide the way.

"I'll smell it again."

The smell in the air was mixed, and it took a while for the little ginseng to rediscover its direction.

After walking a few steps, it stopped in doubt, and sniffed its surroundings carefully, the more it frowned.

"Sanqi, why do I feel that the smell of the misty grass is getting more and more complicated, and the smell is getting weaker..."

Sanqi looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "Don't you have a bad nose."

"You do what you want." Little Ginseng glared at it angrily.

Sanqi froze, and this little bastard got into a temper with it, "Okay, count me wrong, you are amazing, I have to rely on you to complete the task that Jing Bao gave me. Don't be angry, it's not cool to be angry .”

After saying good things, Little Ginseng showed his smile again.

"It's all because of your wasting time. If the Misty Grass can't be found, I'll have Jing Bao cut off your blood for a year." Little Ginseng said arrogantly.

Sanqi had no choice but to pretend to beg for mercy.

Only then did Little Ginseng point in a satisfied direction, "Follow me, this way."

Sanqi glanced at the road that was considered a small alley to human beings, and resigned himself to following the footsteps of Little Ginseng.

I thought it would go smoothly this time, but I didn't expect that the two grasses finally walked in front of a dirt wall.

For them, the unattainable earth-colored mud wall lay in the middle of the road, blocking the direction of progress.

The little ginseng looked up for a long time, and under the eyes of Sanqi, which had already started to get angry, it made a suggestion, "Let's climb up."

"How long do you think it would take us, given our physique, to climb this wall?"

The little ginseng compared its short body with the high wall, silently lowered its head.

"What should I do?"

"Change your way, stupid."

"I'm not stupid." Little Ginseng said angrily, "I'll just crawl and show you."

It flicked its whiskers, digging into the small hole in the wall, and actually climbed a certain distance.

Seeing its silly behavior, Sanqi sighed.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to let it come down, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

"I asked you to find the Miracle Grass, you two are playing wall climbing."

Mu Yunjing searched all the way worriedly, thinking that these two little things could be more reliable, but what he saw made him dumbfounded.

"Jingbao." The little ginseng turned around and shouted happily when it heard the voice, but the roots loosened and fell straight down.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh."

I thought I was going to drop a few whiskers on the ground, but I didn't expect the ground to be soft.

Mu Yunjing caught the fallen ginseng and saw that it was still dangling its roots in his palm, so he asked, "Is it fun?"

"Okay...not fun." Little Ginseng was about to say it was fun, but when he saw Mu Yunjing's solemn expression, he immediately shook his head, "I'm here to find Misty Weed, it's right behind."

"Are you sure?" Mu Yunjing asked doubtfully.

"Well, it must be in the back." Little Ginseng nodded heavily, "I swear by the green hat on my head."

Sanqi covered his face, this silly ginseng!

Mu Yunjing put the small ginseng and Panax notoginseng on his shoulders, and looked up to measure the height of the wall with his eyes.

The earth wall was just piled up randomly, and it was not considered strong. Although he didn't know the function of this earth wall, Mu Yunjing found a foothold, and then threw a green rattan whip, and flew across the earth directly. wall.

"Jing Bao is so powerful, Jing Bao is so mighty!"

"Little ginseng."

"Ah."

Little Ginseng wanted to continue cheering, but was slapped down by Sanqi.

Mu Yunjing looked at the messy scene in front of him, and asked very tiredly: "Can you tell me more clearly, the Mihun Grass is really here?"

"Really...Huh?" Little Ginseng was stunned by the scene before him before he straightened up.

Li Chengyu picked up the flower pot and looked at it carefully for a long time. There are thousands of flowers and plants in this world, but it was the first time I saw a flower that could circle around like this.

"Don't look at the inconspicuousness of this flower, just the peculiarity of this leaf is enough for me...Young Master is satisfied."

Looking at the somewhat rough flowerpot in his hand, he said with some dissatisfaction: "Xinghe, find a better-looking flowerpot."

"Yes."

Xinghe responded, turned and left the room.

The flower farmer was still standing there, a little embarrassed and a little excited.

Looking at the satisfaction of the young man in front of him, this potted flower can earn him a lot of money.

When he was excitedly thinking about how much money he should ask for, Hua Nong suddenly heard the young man waving to him.

"You, go find me a pair of scissors."

"Oh oh oh."

The flower farmer responded repeatedly, and hurried to find the sharp scissors and handed them to Li Chengyu.

"My lord, what are you going to do?"

Seeing him picking up the scissors and stretching towards the dancing grass, the flower farmer's heart skipped a beat.

"Why, can I report to you what I have done?" Li Chengyu said coldly.

The flower farmer shrank his neck.

"You flower seller, you don't know how to prune the flowers before sending them over. Looking at the messy leaves, in the end, you still need to prune them yourself." Li Chengyu accused a little impatiently.

The flower grower panicked: "No, no, the leaves of this dancing grass are so magical, the little ones dare not cut them."

If the cut is broken, he is afraid that he will not be able to sell it at a high price, so what a loss.

"If you cut it, it will naturally grow fresh and green leaves in the future."

As Li Chengyu said, he picked out a branch and leaf that he was not satisfied with.

Click!

Ah!

It hurts!

Ah, my leaves!

Jing Bao, I want to go home, this man is so scary, blah blah!