Xu Fu

The waist is a piece of soft cotton, which can't help but attach the whole body to it.

He felt the warmth enveloping his whole body suddenly, and then a burst of warmth like a spring, like spring rain, sneaked into the things silently with the wind, which made him open his eyes involuntarily.

Su Ziku looked at the bewildered You Ming with his usual light smile, "It's time to get up, little stone."

Youming reacted, and realized that the other person's whole body was being pulled over and hugged by him, he couldn't help but froze, immediately withdrew his hands and got up from the couch.He was a little dazed just after waking up from his sleep, and the vivid memories of last night were recurring in his mind, lingering.

——Little Shitou likes me?

He remembered what Su Ziku had said to him, and now he really wanted to ask what happened.But now You Ming didn't even know his own emotions clearly, he began to hate his own ignorance.

"What do you want?" Su Ziku pulled his hand and said, "Let's have breakfast, let's play in the street today, okay?"

How could he refuse this tone, You Ming nodded lightly and got out of bed, seeing the delicate dots on the table at a glance, the crystal clear crystal buns neatly placed in the bamboo tube, with the fragrance of wormwood, he felt relieved Happy to go up and use it.

"Wait a minute." Su Ziku said suddenly, holding a jade sandalwood comb in his hand, hanging a silver rope with two red beads inlaid at the end of the rope: "Let me help you comb your hair."

Summoned by that very seductive voice, Youming walked over by accident and sat on the chair, staring blankly at himself in the mirror. Being not used to looking in the mirror, he immediately lowered his eyes, and looked at Su Ziku in a low voice. Laughing: "Little Shitou never looks in the mirror?"

You Ming shook his head.

"Don't you ever comb your hair?" Su Ziku asked with a suppressed smile.

"I combed it, but I didn't tie it up." You Ming immediately answered.His voice is soft, and he can't hear when he usually only speaks one or two words, but now when he speaks a series of words, he has a soft and soft voice, which seems a bit coquettish.

"Okay, I see." Su Ziku brushed the three thousand black hairs with a jade sandalwood comb, then skillfully tied them up and tied them with a rope: "Look at the mirror."

You Ming hesitated for a while, then raised his gaze, and saw himself in the mirror—a little bit of self-reflection, even this face felt so strange, so strange that he didn't want to take a second look, so he turned his head away.

"So it's because I'm afraid of looking in the mirror." Su Ziku laughed loudly, knocked on the stone on his forehead, and stroked the knotted hair with the other hand. Some of it was a stone, and this hair was a little tougher than usual. It is not as soft as a waterfall, which may also be the reason why it is not easy to mess.

"I just don't want to take pictures." You Ming said stiffly.

"Okay, I got it." Su Ziku said softly, knowing that the stone was very simple, so he didn't have too much defense against himself.

After making a fuss for a while, breakfast began. From Su Ziku's point of view, the breakfast carefully prepared by Ruifu was nothing more than mediocre. How could it compare to the various foods personally prepared for him in Xunsi Zhongfu and Zongzhong, which he always ate? Not much, it’s okay to miss a meal now.

You Ming found that Su Ziku hadn't moved his chopsticks while eating, so he asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Su Ziku smiled and shook his head: "For me, breakfast is optional."

"It's not good." You Ming teased in a low voice, it was very small, but Su Ziku still heard it.

He smiled: "I often don't eat, and the spells don't consume energy, so it's okay." Su Ziku said slowly, "Eat slowly."

What he said is true, Xunsi's innate spell is originally a spiritual expansion technique, not to mention eating, even sleep, the best way to restore spiritual power, is not necessary for him, but it is a way to pass the time on weekdays That's all.Perhaps it is because of such spells that he can do whatever he wants, that Su Ziku was able to roam around the people of the Immortal Realm day and night, which is really interesting.

The spell that is compatible with Xunsi is Lisi's spirit absorption. If the two are combined, it will have a different flavor.

After breakfast, Su Ziku led Xiao Ming out.

The lanterns that were hung last night have all been removed, and there are still traces of ashes on the ground.Su Ziku suddenly felt the pulling hand move, and saw You Ming stopped in front of a clay figurine booth, looking at him with puppy-like pupils, and there was something called anticipation inside.

"Want to play?" Su Ziku softly walked to the clay figurine stand.

When the peddler saw him, he straightened his eyes immediately, and came up to him, "Master Su Ziku, if you have time, you might as well squeeze one!"

Su Ziku pulled You Ming over and said, "If you want to play, just pinch a few."

You Ming nodded, then sat down at the small table, took the clay and began to tinker.Su Ziku wasn't interested in this thing at all, but seeing You Ming playing with it in such a serious manner, he found it amusing: "What is the little stone going to do?"

You Ming paused, then pursed his lips and said, "Pinch Kyung Xin."

Su Ziku reacted for a long time before realizing that he was referring to himself—this title was so old that he almost forgot it, so he smiled and said, "Then I will wait and see."

He watched Youming's white and tender hands kneading the clay, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grew deeper and deeper, and he actually looked at it for nearly a moment.Youming's hands are quite dexterous, but after a while the clay figurine began to take shape.

You Ming raised his head, looked at Su Ziku seriously, then took a thin needle and began to outline the face of the clay figurine.Su Ziku leaned over and watched, seeing the facial features gradually formed under the fine needle, he said: "Is this me, it doesn't look like it."

You Ming heard that he looked up at his facial features, blinking his eyes, and then quickly lowered his head to continue fighting: "It will be like this later."

Su Ziku suddenly took his needle-holding hand, as if teaching someone calligraphy and painting, and began to outline the face of the mere square-inch clay figurine.With this posture, he hugged You Ming from behind in his arms, teaching the appearance of painting in an extremely ambiguous manner, with a doting smile on his lips.

As soon as You Ming was touched by him, he felt a little nervous, but at this moment, he was completely under control and followed Su Ziku, his eyes fixed on the clay figurine's face taking shape, lifelike.

After a while, Su Ziku let go of his hand: "How about this?"

You Ming looked at the clay figurine, thought for a moment, then picked the corner of his mouth with a silver needle, deepened the arc of the smile, and said: "Almost." He looked at the clay figurine, then at Su Ziku, for a long while Added: "Clay figurines are not as good looking as Kyung Xin."

Su Ziku also brought a bowl of clay with a smile: "How can clay be compared with meat? After all, it lacks blood and spirit." As he spoke, he began to knead the clay, and for some reason became interested: "I How about being a little rock?"

You Ming nodded enthusiastically when he heard that: "I've finished drawing this clothes." After speaking, he began to modify the clothes of the little clay figurine in his hand.

All of a sudden they quieted down, the two went their own way, looking up at each other from time to time, as if the world apart from the two had become a monotonous piece of black and white.

Su Ziku found that after seeing him look away, You Ming secretly raised his eyes to look at him, and his clear pupils contained unknown emotion and uneasiness, all of which were captured in his eyes.He remembered it in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He just deepened his smile and continued to outline the clay figurine in his hand.

It's a pity that the black and white eyes can't be drawn, but the small nose, small mouth, and always slightly frowning brows can be drawn vividly by Su Ziku after all.

After an unknown amount of time, the two little clay figurines were finally released and placed together.Looking at Su Ziku's work, You Ming immediately had the illusion of looking in a mirror, and his face was a little embarrassed and at a loss.

"Take it away." Su Ziku asked the peddler for a box, tapped it lightly with his fingertips, and there was a gentle breeze between the cracks, and the two clay figurines floated up and were safely packed in the box. After wrapping it up, he handed it directly to Xiaoming. hand.

You Ming took it over like holding a treasure, and put it in his arms carefully, without taking his eyes off for a moment.

"Ziku."

Familiar with the fiery red as strong, Se gradually sat on the wall of the courtyard leisurely, flamboyant and presumptuous.He wore a mask, which just covered the upper half of his cheeks, revealing his olive pupils. At this moment, the corner of his mouth was smiling wildly, looking at Su Ziku and You Ming.

"Why are you so idle?" Su Ziku joked, watching the color gradually fall from the wall, his eyes seemed to be flickering.

Seeing Xing Jian, You Ming's first reaction was to take a few steps back holding the box, his vigilant black eyes covered with ice.The latter laughed when he saw it: "Little cutie is quite afraid of me, I wonder what's in that box?"

"The clay figurine I made just now." Su Ziku blocked You Ming behind him.

"But that clay figurine on the street made it? The clay is very soft, even if it dries up, it might not be strong." Se Jian looked at You Ming, teasingly said: "Why don't you give me a small fire to burn it?" ?”

You Ming shook his head resolutely, but kept Su Ziku's advice in mind, minimized his favor towards Se Jian and raised his defense to the highest.

Hearing this, Su Ziku turned around and said softly to You Ming, "Give him that clay figurine, it's better if it's a bit stronger, and you don't have to hold it so carefully." Seeing You Ming's puzzled and nervous eyes, he smiled and comforted him: " With me around, he wouldn't be fine."

"Interesting," Se Jian raised his eyebrows, his eyes pointed, "Ziku, you take good care of him."

Su Ziku took the small box from Xiao Ming and opened it: "Yes."

When Sejian saw the two little clay figurines, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said cheerfully, "It's pretty similar." After saying that, he raised his palm, and the fire light appeared on his hand, covering the two clay figurines. Burning hot.

After a while, the two clay figurines took shape, and Su Ziku felt hard when pinched on them, so he handed them back to Xiao Ming.

Afterwards, Xiao Ming listened to the two chatting with each other, and the scene in front of him was blurred.