Dijun, you went to the wrong volute

When Wen Yuan realized that he lost his composure and retracted his hot tongue, Mr. Yun's small shell had already been licked up and down, and the whole volute was wet with a luster.

He squatted on the chair, resting his front paws on Mr. Yun's desk, resting his thin, furry head on his paws, looking at the snails on the table, showing a shy fox smile.

Yun Tun turned into a gentle and gentle young man in a blink of an eye, pinching the lake-blue handkerchief and wiping his cheeks, hair, and eyebrows that seemed to be drenched in heavy rain.Looking at the furry head on the desk, he was both happy and helpless, and sighed three points in his heart, thinking of a dog with white pupils and blue eyes that was raised at home when he was a child.

That dog is also fluffy and soft to the touch. Its fur is black and white, like a landscape painting with ink splashed on it. Its two triangular ears are thinner and longer than Wen Yuan's, standing straight on its head and on its forehead. There are three streaks of white, like a flickering fire.

At that time, he was very fond of things with fur, but unfortunately, as a snail, he had no chance to grow a whole body of fur. His father loved him so much that he found such a dog from the snowy mountains in the western region for him to play with.

This kind of dog is not quite the same as the common watchdog in Xunri. In the words of his other father, he is so crazy that he hardly dares to take it out on weekdays. Every time he goes out, he runs away in a blink of an eye. No, it’s not a big deal if they run away. This kind of dog probably doesn’t have enough brains. He always can’t remember the door of the house. He throws it once when he goes out. Displeased, he said slowly, "I haven't seen ~ seen ~ this ~ what ~ stupid ~ east ~ west ~"

It's fine if you can't remember the door, but fortunately, the dog is lively and cute and can play with him.

That was one of the other things his father couldn't stand.

Yun Tun thought silently, maybe he and his father look too much alike, so it's not Gouzi's fault.Every time he played hide-and-seek with that dog, turned into a snail and waited for his dog to come to find him, he could always see the dog jumping over him and rushing to his father's room, opening the door and facing him. His father who had turned into his original form had a good lick, his saliva splashed all over the place, his tail wagged, and he had a stupid look of 'I found you'.

The licked wet father's volute turned upside down, the tentacles turned upside down, covered with saliva, and the sticky grievances shook the tentacles.When his father saw it, he was even annoyed, and said straight up, "Usually I would treat you as stupid, just for fun, but now you are so bold that you even dare to lick my snail."

After saying that, he beat the dog up, and Yun Tun cried and cried all day holding the dog.

On the second day, Gouzi became lively again, and ran towards his father's little shell, thinking that it was his father who had been with him all day.

Wonton, "..."

After that, there is no later.

Yun Tun knew that his father had given the dog to a good family, and for thousands of years told them not to dislike the dog's brain, but to feed it well. His father was still thinking about it, and he just wanted to tell the dog. , I saw the family pinch a bone, the dog turned his head and wagged his tail, and left without any remembrance.

His father squatted on the ground and blew a cool breeze, looking at the dog who had forgotten him completely in a blink of an eye, speechless and unable to utter a word.

After that, Yuntun also passed the stage of being obsessed with furry things, and put this childhood past behind him.Now that he was being licked up again suddenly, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional in his heart, taking advantage of the opportunity to miss his tall and steady father and his cold-faced and warm-hearted father.

Maybe this rain can really arouse some parting melancholy.

Seeing that Mr. Yun didn't speak, Wen Yuan thought he was annoyed and angry with himself, biting the tip of his tongue with his canine teeth, and secretly scolded himself, but couldn't hold back, like a dog.He is not old enough to hide his expression, just happened to be spotted by Yuntun.

Yuntun touched his ears, helped him transform into a human form, smiled and shook his head, "No~annoyed~"

Just hungry.

The dead wood branches on the table were rubbed to remove some of the colorful dead skin, and the broken parts were cracked and rough, and the remaining scum fell all over the table in twos and threes.

A faint medicinal bitterness floated out from the cracks in the dead wood branches, smelling it, it was full of sweetness and bitterness.

Embarrassed, Wen Yuan tidied up the table for Yuntun, took a soft handkerchief, swept all the crumbs and dead branches on the table into it, tidied it up and asked, "Did Yun Tun eat breakfast?"

Yun Tun looked at the dead wood powder in his handkerchief, and said with a smile, "Just~just~right~play~calculate~use~"

Apologetically, Wen Yuan tidied up Yuntun's desk, wrapped a bag of dead wood and branches with a handkerchief, and said, "Wen Yuan won't bother Yun Tun. I'm going to have breakfast, eat quickly, and wait a while until everything is ready." Now, the class is about to start, I'm going to throw these things away."

Yun Tun's lips moved, brushed a strand of hair from the sideburns, and sighed, "No~ use~"

His breakfast was about to be thrown away.

Even if Yuntun is hungry now, it's not suitable to talk about it again, so as to save the gray fox from feeling guilty for doing something wrong for a few days.

He has been well-educated since he was a child, and Yuntun has never done this kind of disturbing problem.

But his father never admitted that it was a problem with his family education, and he firmly blamed it on the character brought from his eggshell.

And was troubled by it.

——Your father and I are well-known in the four worlds for being big-tempered and small-minded~~, how did you give birth to you, a snail with a good temper and a big heart~~?

Being reprimanded by his father, Yun Tun remained unhurried, protruding two delicate tentacles from the shell, and the two round eyes on the tips of the tentacles narrowed into a thin curved line, smiling in the wind Floating, shaking, looking at his father, he said in a childish voice, "Snail~ also~no~know~dao~ah~"

His father, "..."

The drizzle outside the house formed a silver curtain of water on the cornices, pattering into the small potholes on the road, causing circles of ripples.

Wen Yuan took the small cloth bag and walked outside, turned around and said, "Yun Gongzhi, I remembered—ah!"

He bumped his head against something, it was hard and hot, he staggered back a few steps, and was stopped by the waist.

A scent of orchids came towards him, and Wen Yuan said badly.

"Wen Yuan, do you keep your eyes open?"

Wen Yuan raised his head, and his eyes were light yellow.

The person who spoke was wearing the same clothes as them, not tall, a little fat, he was a very handsome young man named Hua Lian, and the person supporting Wen Yuan was Hua Haoyu, Hua Lian's cousin, both of them were vixen , which belongs to the Fox Cave area of ​​Xuecang Mountain.

Wen Yuan is also a fox who has become a spirit, but he has never been treated by the foxes in Xuecang Mountain.Because of their white fur, the foxes on this mountain have always looked down on a little fox with mixed fur like Wen Yuan.

"What is this?" Hualian saw the veil falling on the ground sharply, and the veil fell apart, revealing half of the dead wood branches.

Hua Haoyu glanced lightly, "Zilongzhi."

Hua Lian snatched the veil before Wen Yuan went to pick it up, peeled it off in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and then called out, "Wen Yuan, where did you get this purple dragon branch?"

Wen Yuan didn't know what it was, so he couldn't tell.

Hua Lian said, "You stole this? You came so early to steal the purple dragon branch from the academy, didn't you?!"

Wen Yuan eagerly wanted to explain, "No, I didn't steal it."

"This~is~my~' Yun Tun walked over, he was also a young man, his stature was a head taller than Wen Yuan's, tall and thin, with a gentle temperament but a majestic and sharp spirit of immortality.

Yun Tun pulled Wen Yuan behind him, looked at Hua Lian with a smile, "No~ check~ let's go down~crime~responsibility~, this~is~false~say~."

He spoke very softly, but Hualian didn't know why, because of the aura of immortality around him, he dared not speak.

Hua Haoyu looked at Yun Tun's hand on Wen Yuan's wrist, his eyes darkened suddenly, and he said coldly, "The four circles of purple dragon branches are only seventeen or eight, and they are extremely hard to find."

Wen Yuan, who was hiding behind Yun Tun, opened his eyes slightly.

Hua Haoyu quickly glanced at the handkerchief in Hualian's hand, and said, "Purple dragon branch is used as a whole branch, which has the best medicinal properties. The brown skin of this branch is torn, and the branches are broken, and the medicinal properties are also lost. Precious, if it belongs to Mr. Yun, why do you not know how to cherish it?"

tattered, broken...

Wen Yuan, who was behind Yun Tun, looked at his fluffy claws that appeared again, wishing to break them. He broke this thing, and he actually broke something as rare as Yungong paper.

Wen Yuan was so frightened that she was about to cry.

Yun Tun rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Zhen~xi~no~zhen~xi~, medicine~grass~and~ha~, dead~thing~and~ha~."

Could it be that Wen Yuan should be beaten up?Besides, no matter how cherished it is, to him, it is nothing more than food.

Yuntun has a peculiar habit. He grew up taking medicine since he was a child.

In his father's words, that is, he is addicted to medicine for his life, and this kind of medicinal plants are extremely delicious. There are tens of thousands of Chinese medicines, flowers, herbs, woods and medicinal branches in "Miao Wu Xian Fan Zhi". become.

For this purpose, his father opened a medicinal shop for him to eat.

But no matter how much he eats this kind of food, it is just a meal to him, three meals a day, one or two meals less, Yuntun will not care.

He thought so relieved, but some people would not think so.

Hua Lian said, "Who doesn't cherish treasures? From this point of view, the only possibility is that you stole this thing!"

The word 'stolen' is quite serious, especially on Jianyouxian Island, the god of honeysuckle.

Jianyou Xiandao is located in the southern part of the sky and the northern part of the sea. On Xiandao, there is a medical office opened by the god of honeysuckle. There have been rumors in the four worlds that if you don’t see sorrow in Jianyou Xiandao, you can live in heaven if you clear the clouds and see the fog.

It is said that if you are worried about illness, you will find Jianyou Xiandao, whether you are terminally ill or your life is hanging by a thread, you will be able to get rid of the illness with medicine, and you will be born again.

The sage doctor in the mortal world, Granny Sala in the demon world, Chuanxiong the fairy doctor in the fairy world, and the genius ghost doctor in the ghost world are all famous doctors from the Xianyou Island.The real name of the island owner is Lu Ying. It is rumored that he is the true king who became a god during the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

When it is mentioned by the little demons and immortals of the younger generation, it is a god who is respected by the ancient gods.

"You're speechless, Wen Yuan, for the sake of being a fox, I kindly remind you to stay away from this weird Mr. Yun." Hua Lian said, "I'll save myself from the burden of stealing." charges."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out two pairs of feet from the end of the inclined corridor.

One has gray-soled black shoes, with impetuous steps, the other has white-soled blue boots, and his clothes are decisive.

"Who wants to be charged with theft?" Xu Fu said, sweeping towards the few people who were stranded in front of the school.

"Strict supervision of the school." The confronting juniors saluted one after another, and made way for a way to the school.

This person is the supervisor of the school, and he is strict and harsh. According to Yuntun's observation, this person should be some kind of grass on the top of the mountain. Preach.

I heard that Yan Jianxue's preaching voice is like an old monk chanting scriptures, with a unique sound, which makes students who have heard it talk about it, and they can't help but have complicated expressions.

Yun Tun's eyes just fell lightly on Yan Jianxue, and then on the thick and indifferent man in the yellow robe.

The author has something to say: the dog from the western region is also known as Sashoumi, and sometimes it is called Shijia.

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Demining:

1. This article is silly and sweet, very white.

2. There are a lot of memories in this article.

3. Xiaoshou is a snail, a little slow, a little bit.