I have flowers, do you have pots?

"That's all, I won't tease you two—the abbot here is my uncle, and I came to Jiangnan this time to find him."

The story was demolished before it was made up, Mu Xianyu couldn't help laughing, shook his head and confessed, and then patted Zhi Ming who subconsciously wanted to coax Mo Zhi to go play with the little monk brother first: "You go first After resting with them, I'll take Mo Zhi in to meet Uncle, and I'll be out soon."

"Master—to be honest, I feel that since Xiao Mozhi came, my status seems to be getting lower and lower..."

I didn't expect that the one who was left behind was actually me. The housekeeper sighed softly, but he had no choice but to turn around slowly, and followed the two novice monks to the side room to rest. .Mu Xianyu shook his head with a light smile, leaned over to look at the little guy who seemed to be especially quiet today, and patiently rubbed his head: "What's wrong, is there something uncomfortable?"

"Little brother-"

Mo Zhi blinked his eyes while hesitant to speak, and instinctively tugged on his sleeve not to let go.Pursing his lips and looking at the little novice in front of him, he suddenly took Mu Xianyu to hide in the bamboo forest, and tiptoed to his ear: "Those two people, they were all transformed from little snakes—I heard Snakes can bite, so stay away from them!"

"No wonder……"

Mu Xianyu didn't see how surprised, shook his head and chuckled thoughtfully, wrapped the little guy with one hand, and pressed his shoulder comfortingly: "Don't worry, when we go in, the monster inside may There will be more——I didn’t believe it before, I just thought my uncle was telling me to scare me. Now it seems that many of the weird mountain gossips I heard when I was young are actually true .”

"Little flower demon, we were never afraid of you blooming, but you are afraid of us biting people."

Although the two deliberately lowered their voices, the little novice's demon power was not weak. He shook his head and spoke solemnly, as if he had heard all of their words: "Whether it's a demon or a human, it really does matter to us snake demons." Prejudice - Those who bite people are poisonous snakes, green snakes like ours don't even have venom, how can they be bored enough to bite people after being transformed?"

"Xiaoqing, don't scare them, let them come in quickly."

When everyone heard the sound and looked, a middle-aged monk came out from the bamboo grove, with warm brows and eyes and a smile, his face was restrained, and his face was quite similar to Mu Xianyu.

The novice called "Xiaoqing" bowed his head and stepped back with his palms clasped together. He peeked out a tail tip from the hem of his clothes, and shook Mo Zhi provocatively.Not to be outdone, the little flower demon pulled out a branch of Angelica dahurica from her sleeve, thrust it into the bamboo forest without any explanation, then waved at Xiaoqing triumphantly, and quickly followed her brother into the meditation room.

"I didn't expect Xiaoqing to be a male snake... Uncle, you didn't really put the white lady under the pagoda mountain, did you?"

It wasn't until this time that Mu Xianyu really figured out why Mr. Nineteen said that "Legend of the White Snake" was specially told to himself.Looking at this uncle who had only met a few times when he was young and disappeared, he couldn't help feeling a little curious, and couldn't help asking a question tentatively.

The abbot in front couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he waved his hands helplessly, and motioned for the two to sit down on the futon: "If I really have that kind of leisure, I should put that old monster under the mountain first. My reputation—if it wasn’t for the three members of that family living happily, why would they leave Xiaoqing here to accompany me to chant scriptures and burn incense to Qingdeng Ancient Buddha?”

"It's really unexpected that these are all true. When I was young, I heard my uncle talk about these things, and I thought they were just fairy tales, and I never took them seriously."

Mu Xianyu couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, looked at the little flower demon who was still nervous, smiled and rubbed his head gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, this is uncle, uncle will not hurt us .”

The little flower demon blinked, raised her head and thought carefully for a while, before finally realizing that the little brother was going to take her to meet the parents, her eyes lit up suddenly, and a little blood flushed on her face.Standing up at a loss, recalling the movement of the snake monster just now, he clasped his palms together and respectfully bowed to the abbot in front of him: "Hello, uncle—my name is Mo Zhi, yes, I'm a student of Mr.... "

"Actually, my Dharma name is Yunshui... that's all, it doesn't matter if you just follow Xiaoyu and call me uncle."

When the abbot looked at the expressions of these two juniors, he had vaguely guessed the clue.But it didn't expose the name he wanted to cover up.He just replied with a faint smile, and looked at this little flower demon who had become a spirit at such a young age with great interest, and chuckled jokingly: "You call him Mr., so what should your Mr. do?"

"Does uncle know my husband? I've always wanted to find him!"

Mo Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up, he had been trying to find the gentleman who had planted them in the valley, and asked what the next cultivation method was, but he couldn't find it no matter where he went.Hearing that the seemingly powerful uncle in front of him suddenly mentioned it, he felt some faint hope arise again, and looked up at him expectantly, hoping to hear some news from him.

Meeting the little guy's bright eyes, the abbot just smiled lightly, nodded and said in a calm manner: "Of course I know him, but I don't know where he is now—he won't spend the winter in the south of the Yangtze River. It's too cold here in winter, so it's not interesting. According to the usual practice, it's more likely that he's still in the capital at this time, didn't you see him when you came?"

"I don't know what the master looks like. When I become an adult, the master will be gone..."

The little flower demon pursed her lips in embarrassment, lowered her head in frustration, and Mu Xianyu raised her hand and pulled her to her side, and patiently stroked her back twice: "Uncle, how do you know that the Mozhi family's husband is Who, did you even meet Mo Zhi before?"

"I've never seen him like this—the last time I saw him, he was just a little angelica flower, and we fought for three days and three nights over whether he was a man or a woman after his transformation. I bet It's a boy, his husband insisted that he would be a little girl, otherwise he wouldn't be destined to be with you, and I said he didn't read too much, but he still didn't believe it."

The abbot responded with a smile, looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and then nodded slightly with satisfaction: "Yes, you are indeed the one with the best qualifications in the whole valley. If I guessed correctly, you have probably reached Huahua. Is it the pinnacle of the age?"

Neither of them could understand what he said. They looked at each other blankly for a moment, and Mo Zhi honestly shook his head: "I don't know—Mr. I cultivated from my own roots, but my leaves and flowers look different from ordinary Baizhi, so I can't continue my cultivation..."

"Every time I meet you plant-incarnate spirits, I can't quite adapt to your wording."

The abbot couldn't help laughing, looking at the little guy's face that turned pale from nervousness, but couldn't bear to tease him anymore, coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "Since he didn't tell you, I'm afraid he doesn't want you to know for a while. The most important thing about practice What you want is to follow the fate, you still let nature take its course, and you don’t know if it will come to fruition, why should you be too impatient?”

The little flower demon who was still looking forward to it heard this almost stereotyped answer, her eyes dimmed instantly, but she didn't dare to refute, she just lowered her head in frustration and didn't say a word.Mu Xianyu gently rubbed the little guy's head, raised his head and said seriously: "Uncle, I brought Mo Zhi here this time, in fact, I just wanted to ask Uncle about this - Mo Zhi said that if he can't advance, he will It is difficult to control the demon power, and it is inevitable that it will bloom when it reaches the flowering period..."

"By the way, their flower demons still have to bloom—this is much more troublesome than the beast demons."

The abbot just remembered such a thing, and suddenly he clapped his hands in response, and then looked at his nephew, who was said to be unable to bear even the scent of flowers, with a meaningful smile in his eyes: "I probably understand." ... It's just that there is really no rush for this matter. Immortals and monsters have chances to advance. It's not as simple as cultivation. If your chances don't come, I can't do anything if he blooms, but I won't let you sneeze Ways, I have one or two, I don't know what you think?"

The author has something to say: because he found out that after the transformation was a boy, the husband ran away sadly! (つДT)