I have flowers, do you have pots?

This fact of the past has been buried in Mu Xianyu's heart for a long time, and he never even mentioned it to his second brother who is a compatriot of the same mother.This time I finally said it all out, and took this opportunity to cry heartily for a while, as if a very heavy burden had been lifted, and I felt inexplicably relaxed.

He was no longer the doomed lone star of the evil spirit.

As if a long-awaited nightmare had finally come to an end, Mu Xianyu hugged the bright-eyed young man in his arms, and Mu Xianyu's eyes were slightly soaked in warmth, and he hugged him a little more with a slight smile: " Not too late, not at all late."

Only at this time will he be able to get rid of the gloom and heaviness that has entangled him for more than twenty years, and then he will be able to spoil the little guy and continue to be innocent.Mo Zhi is like a dream he had had for too long. During those childhood years that were regarded as disasters, he also longed for someone who could stand in front of him and save him from having to think so much, and not having to worry about it anymore. All day long, he tremblingly avoided the murderous disaster that followed him everywhere, and just lived the most ordinary peaceful life.

Mo Zhi is a demon, his life is much longer than his own - if his existence can add a touch of color to the beginning of his too long life, it is probably the best thing he can do for this gift repay.

Quietly lost his mind for a while, and suddenly remembered the title that Mo Zhi had followed so easily, Mu Xianyu couldn't help but smile.Gently patted the little guy who refused to get up in his arms: "Uncle can be called, but you have to wait a little longer to call mother. When you grow up, we will go to the mother's mausoleum to invite mother Ann—Father, please don't call me. If I hear you calling Father, I'm afraid that the old man will be so angry that he will kill me..."

"He treats little brother badly, so I won't call him!"

Mo Zhi shook his head vigorously, and shook his fist angrily.Mu Xianyu couldn't help chuckling, rubbed the little guy's head, and pulled him into his arms again: "Okay, don't call him—but you must not let the basins in the palace leak water , and don’t tell those gardens not to bloom, otherwise, the second brother may not be as simple as beating me to death.”

The little flower demon blushed unconsciously, and plunged her head into her little brother's arms, refusing to look up.Mu Xianyu held back a smile and hooked the tip of his nose, coughed softly and coaxed: "Okay, okay—it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it leaks. The big deal is that we can earn more money here, and go back and clean it." Neiku took over, leaving out one and replacing it with another..."

One just heard a thrilling story, and the other finally unloaded the burden of more than [-] years. The two of them didn't feel sleepy for a while, so they simply groped into the bamboo forest and watched the half-night moon.Mo Zhi accidentally stepped on a little green snake that was sleeping on a bamboo shoot, and was dragged by Mu Xianyu and quickly escaped from the bamboo forest without looking back. When there was any movement or movement, the eyes of the two of them coincided with a guilty gleam.

"Oops—brother Xiaoqing must be even more angry with me now..."

The little flower demon with a pure and kind nature was originally guilty of unintentionally using her demon power to bully the small, but she never thought that she would accidentally do this kind of thing when she came out to look at the moon in the middle of the night—after all, the color of the green snake is really similar to that of bamboo shoots. Not much difference, and under the moonlight they were too vague to see clearly.It would be useless to go back and apologize right now, I just felt guilty for a while, drooping my head and fiddled with the corner of my clothes listlessly: "I didn't mean it, I really didn't know that he likes to sleep with bamboo shoots—"

"That's not an ordinary bamboo shoot. He was originally a bamboo spirit, even stronger than you. Because of some accidents, he fell into a deep sleep - I planted this bamboo forest to accompany him. He has fallen asleep It's been more than twenty years, and I don't know exactly when he will wake up, and what he will look like when he wakes up."

Suddenly a gentle voice came from the forest, the two followed the sound, and the abbot walked out of the bamboo forest slowly.Looking at the two juniors who didn't sleep well and sneaked out in front of him, there was a helpless smile in his eyes: "It's late at night, why don't one or two of them not sleep well, but come out and run around?"

"Didn't uncle not rest yet?"

Protecting the little guy behind her back, Mu Xianyu responded with a smile, folded her palms together according to the etiquette of Buddhism and slightly bent down, and was supported by the black folding fan: "There is no outsider here, don't worry about it." I did these empty rituals. Originally, I was just using this identity to seek a peaceful life here. Whoever wants to bear the title of "old monk who subdues demons and demons with a stick and beats mandarin ducks" - this fan is still up to you Forget it, if it really comes to a critical moment, it may be more or less useful."

Mu Xianyu took the ink fan with both hands, leaned over to say thank you, and handed the fan to the little guy beside him who was watching eagerly.

The abbot couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, looked at the snow-colored folding fan in Mu Xianyu's hand, couldn't help laughing, shook his head and sighed softly: "Today's younger generations do have a lot of tricks, and they are much better than us at that time. It’s much more interesting—I should have been like you at the time, at least I’d like to post something to commemorate, after all, I can have something to think about in the past 20 years..."

"Have uncle and that -- that bamboo senior ever been together?"

The little flower demon reacted very quickly this time, and boldly asked in a low voice, but couldn't help but look in the direction of that bamboo shoot.The abbot was not impatient, instead he smiled and nodded slightly, and led the two of them into the Zen room, where he laid out the tea utensils in an orderly manner: "It seems that you two won't be able to sleep for a while. If you are interested, you may as well Sit down for a while, and it will be like listening to a story that your husband has never told."

"Speaking of it—I still don't know why my uncle left Beijing suddenly 20 years ago."

Mu Xianyu's eyes suddenly moved slightly, looking at the back of the monk-robed figure, he said slowly and thoughtfully: "Uncle was obviously already an official at the time, why did he suddenly hang up his seal and leave? Three years without a trace?"

"At the time when I was crowned and left Beijing, I was actually more youthful and vigorous."

The abbot smiled lightly and shook his head. He took some tea leaves and put them in the pot, and put them on the clay stove to cook slowly. He straightened up and met the nephew's gaze: "Before you were born, I insisted that my sister was innocent Not only the court, but even no one in my family believed me. After you were born, I believed you were innocent, but still no one was willing to listen to me. The emperor didn’t even want to see you face to face. Father has always had the idea of ​​getting rid of you, if I'm not mistaken—until now, your identity is probably still not recorded in the royal ancestry, right?"

Mu Xianyu's gaze couldn't help concentrating slightly, and after a moment of silence, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sighed helplessly: "Uncle lives far away from the rivers and lakes, but his heart is still at the height of the temple... Yes, although I was accepted at the age of seven When I returned to the palace, I also received the prince's salary quota, and even changed my title to my father. But no matter what the Ministry of Rites advised, my father never included me in the ancestral record. If I really want to investigate my identity carefully, I am now I’m afraid he’s still the adopted son of King Shang—”

"You better not be."

The abbot interrupted him in a low voice, and fixed his eyes on him thoughtfully.It was as if some extremely complicated light flashed under those gentle and compassionate eyes, but in the end it just returned to nothingness: "I won't talk about this in advance, and there are too many entanglements in it, which you can't know now... I The story I want to tell you is actually related to that bamboo demon."

"When I left Beijing, I just wanted to go out to relax. I didn't expect to leave for so long, but I accidentally fell into a valley when I was traveling, and that time saved me. It is a young scholar who always wears a blue gown."

"I remembered - decades ago, there was indeed a transformed bamboo in Medicine Valley!"

Mo Zhi shuddered suddenly, and couldn't help interjecting softly: "I probably didn't exist at that time. I heard from Grandpa Banyan that Mr. Zhu left the senior Zhuzi to take care of the companions in Medicine Valley. So only after he transformed Before leaving, he was abducted by a human who broke into the valley..."

"That's right, I'm the human being who abducted him."

The abbot smiled lightly and nodded lightly, his eyes showed a little tender nostalgia: "It was the first time I knew that there are gods and monsters in this world, and that all things can have spirits. He said He has been staying in the valley since he took shape, and I advised him to go out and see the outside world. After he settled down in the valley, the two of us traveled together, and he taught me a lot about cultivation Famen—Those three years were the happiest three years of my life, although I don’t feel sorry for you, but I did once have the idea of ​​abandoning the world, and there is nothing wrong with this life going on like this.”

Mu Xianyu couldn't help laughing, and looked at the little guy beside him who was looking longingly, and there was a little soft warmth in his eyes: "Although it is indeed embarrassing to hear now, I probably understand that uncle What I thought at the time—if I could just live a relaxed life like this, with loved ones by my side, and boundless scenic beauty in front of me, who would want to go back to the midst of intrigues and intrigues?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking at the time, and I even discussed it with their husband. When Xin Zhu and I had enough traveling outside, we went back to Medicine Valley to guard the flowers and plants that have the potential to become fine for him. , no longer care about the chaos in the world.”

The abbot nodded slightly, with a slight smile in his eyes, but suddenly remembered that there was a nephew in front of him that he said he had thrown away at the time, coughed lightly, and then added bluntly: "In fact, I am also a nephew." I thought about it, I will take you over after I settle down, and the three of us will live in the valley for the rest of our lives..."

"Uncle, it doesn't matter if you don't need to take care of my mood. I'm still very anxious to hear the story behind."

Mu Xianyu chuckled helplessly, and could not help but pull back his uncle who had been dragging him farther and farther away.The abbot touched his nose with his hand, shook his head and smiled, but he didn't have the detachment of an eminent monk: "Okay, then it's not going to be round... I did have a very thorough plan at that time, but I just planned to take it with me. He went back to the capital together to have a look, bid farewell to my sister, and lived in seclusion in the Medicine Valley forever. But I never thought that when I returned to the capital that time, someone would actually plant a Gu on me."