i'm not human

Chapter [-], Backtracking

When we returned to Yinfeng Lane, weeds in the yard had grown a large piece, and the green was full of vitality.Li Yu jumped directly into the small pond, sighing comfortably.Shen Ren ran to hug his small flowerpot, rubbed it longingly, and transformed into an old ginseng, jumped into the flowerpot, and consciously arranged the flowerpot.Then Mu Dianmo went to the study, and Qin Zheng went up to the roof, quickly forming a situation of separatism.

As the housekeeper, Kong Yan was very helpless at the behavior of these "big young masters" at home. He couldn't stand it anymore. He rolled up his sleeves and went to pull out the weeds first. Such a tall mutant weed, with a pitiful tone, "For its petite sake, don't hurt it, okay?"

Are you infected by Li Yu?At this moment, Kong Yan felt like a vicious witch, so he silently extended his hand to the next basin.

After tidying up the yard, Kong Yan dragged the second housekeeper, Cang Li, to tidy up the big and small rooms, opened the windows for ventilation, wiped off the little dust, and felt like a "home".

After everything was tidied up, Cang Li went to the kitchen to cook, with the demeanor of a "virtuous and good man at home".And Kong Yan sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and began to conceive of the homework to be handed in.

According to the requirements, one page is actually simple, just find a page with small damage, anyway, there are no specific regulations, so he thinks this is actually a professor who couldn't sleep one night, and suddenly wanted to tease them son of a bitch.But homework is homework, and you have to write it no matter what.So at this time, he was very entangled in what kind of book pages he wanted to repair.

Now that he knew that he was indeed not of the blood of the Kong family, but an "outsider", not even a human being, he would not touch the collection of books in the Tingyun Tower.His idea is to donate all those collections to the library museum in a few years. Only in this way can we ensure that these things can be well taken care of in the future.Thinking about it, the ancestors of the Kong family should be very satisfied.

So he was in trouble, things in the Tingyun Building could not be moved, so why should he go to the ancient book market?It hurts to think about the money you want to spend.

A rustling sound came from the side, the old mountain ginseng, Shen Ren, covered with green branches and leaves, dragged his flower pot with ginseng whiskers, and landed on the stone table neatly, posing as a meditator, and asked, " Xiaoyan, are you worried about your graduation homework?" A ginseng tree chatting earnestly is very cute.

Seeing Kong Yan nodding, Shen Ren immediately gave an idea, "You can go to the boss, he has a lot of books there. I guess it may be the reason why there is too much money to spend. The boss likes to buy books very much, and he doesn't like to choose books. See Buy, buy, buy everything, rich and powerful. But now that the boss is getting old, he must have forgotten all those books, otherwise he would have taken them out to offer treasures in front of you."

A lot of books?Thinking of Cang Li's life for so many years, Kong Yan suddenly felt itchy. As a student of ancient books, he must read them!So he helped Shen Ren move the small flower pot back to its original position, and hurried to the kitchen to find Cang Li.

When he entered the kitchen, the other party was wearing a hellokitty pink apron around his thin waist, and was making soup seriously.The flame on the stove is warm, and there is a sense of peace in this world among the rising steam.

Seeing Kong Yan rushing over, but standing still at the door, Cang Li was a little surprised, turned around and asked him, "Don't you want to read? Why don't you talk?" I heard every word of the conversation in the courtyard.

The moment Kong Yan met the opponent's eyes, he looked away in a daze, staring at the floor tiles in a daze.He would never tell Cang Li that just at that moment, he thought of such a violent and passionate picture of the kitchen play.

Because if it is said, then the protagonist of this scene will definitely become himself immediately.

Finding the little guy's expression a little strange, Cang Li didn't think much about it, turned off the fire, took off his apron, and put his arms around him, "Let's go, let's have a look together."

Standing in the room next to the storage room, Kong Yan was still wondering why he had to find an empty room to come out, and then, in the blink of an eye, he was shocked.

I saw Cang Li standing at the door and waving his hand casually. In the originally empty room, there appeared countless ancient books, bamboo slips, oracle bones, silk, all kinds, everything you need, piled up on the ground in different categories, with a blinding sight feel.

Randomly looking around, he found several isolated and incomplete copies. Kong Yan's heart was so excited by this scene that he felt like he was about to lose his breath.Thanks to the school's research professors who didn't see this scene, otherwise the blood pressure would soar and the heartbeat would be frantic.

Cang Li looked at the books piled up to the beams in the room, and explained, "This is only a part of it. In the past few thousand years, every time I saw some good-looking or interesting books, I would buy one and put it away." Get up. I thought I would watch it with you when I found you, and you might like it very much, but I didn’t expect to forget it after I left it.” He said as if he had seen something, with a strange tone, “And these. "

Then, in the little space left, a small pile of clay figurines appeared, including chubby dolls, vivid birds, and a boy in a scholar's suit.There are all kinds of handmade windmills, colorful rabbit lights, even a lot of fresh candied haws, and many pairs of palm-sized tiger-head shoes.

Seeing these little gadgets, Kong Yan was stunned unconsciously.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of mood Cang Li was in, constantly searching for himself, and under what circumstances, when he saw these little gadgets on the street, he guessed that he might like them or need them. , just buy them one by one.

He turned his head blankly and looked at the man standing beside the "Book Mountain". The man looked at him with very gentle eyes, which contained the gentleness of tens of thousands of years.He suddenly felt like drinking an apple sparkling drink in his heart, it was sour and sweet, and the bubbles were constantly bubbling.

I feel that since the existence of the other party, all the regrets of the past 20 years have been made up, and there is no vacancy.

"Look, which one do you want to use?" Cang Li grabbed Kong Yan's waist and said in a very aggressive tone.As a result, Kong Yan's surge of emotion just now was diluted in an instant.

——I always feel like saying, "Look, I can contract any of these fish ponds you want."

Brainstorming is a must!Stopping his thoughts to diverge, Kong Yan rolled up his sleeves and began to look carefully.

After researching for a while, he found that the books Cang Li collected were basically scattered and random, and indeed he put away any interesting books when he saw them, and did not sort them out.It contains a complete collection of ancient jokes, various fairy tales and legends, and a large-scale storybook about male love and male love.When I turned to this place, Kong Yan took it out and looked at it, and found that the content was mysteriously familiar. Your son and the general are like this——I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before?

After thinking about it carefully, I feel like who read this story to me, could it be Cang Li?As I continued to think about it, a pink lace skirt and round white balls suddenly appeared in my mind. The combination is so strange, what was I thinking?

Cang Li, who was standing next to him, felt uncomfortably uneasy when he found that the other party had picked up the "Bedtime Stories Collection".There is nothing wrong with these large-scale bedtime stories. The point is that Kong Yan has very vague memories of when he was a peacock egg. Therefore, Cang Li wore a pink lace skirt for the peacock egg at that time. The other party also couldn't remember clearly.

I hope Little Peacock will not think about it for the rest of his life, otherwise he may be separated for 1 years.

Putting down the storybook, Kong Yan thought that he had forgotten it, and it shouldn't be something important, so he didn't continue to recall it—and thus stayed away from the opportunity to reveal the truth.

Seeing this scene, Cang Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Kong Yan continued to flip through these books, and the style of painting was very strange. What is the rhythm of "Children Learn Characters"?Or a beautifully bound fire avoidance map, what kind of hobby is this?And there are a lot of them.

Seeing Kong Yan's strange eyes, Cang Li explained from the side, "Because I don't know if you will be a child when I find you." As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to knee height, "I don't know if you will be a child." I will not be illiterate, so I will keep the teaching materials for learning characters." He used to imagine that it must be a wonderful feeling to raise his own little peacock with his own hands.

But Kong Yan, who is already 20 years old in human age, did not give him this chance.However, you can directly talk about love.And I even hatched a peacock egg and held a baby bird, so I have no regrets in this life!

Seeing that Kong Yan raised the picture scroll held in the other hand, it was exquisitely painted, with various poses, and Cang Li said in an upright tone, "As for the picture of avoiding fire... it is also a teaching material, don't believe me, let's take a look together?"

Kong Yan's intuition is indescribable, hey, wait, this plot is not going right!I took the fire avoidance map to express the meaning of "you are so dirty"!

And then it was the next day.

Lying on the collapsed mountain of books with sore limbs, Kong Yan's lips were bitten off, which shows how ruthless that man was.There were broken candied haws on the ground beside him, and there were still sugar stains on the red and swollen pomegranate seeds on his chest.Later, he really didn't want to eat noodles wrapped in rice milk, but the protest continued to be ineffective, and he was still fed.

Looking up at the beam engraved with patterns of flowers and birds, Kong Yan once again realized that the person who believed in Cang Li's words, "Let's see how exquisite and valuable that fire-avoiding map is" must have had a high IQ at that time. burden!

In the yard, a writing brush was hanging in the air, and next to it was the ginseng that carried his own flower pot with him. The two of them felt very sad when they saw that the boss went to the kitchen in a happy mood, while Xiao Yan was still in the room and did not come out.Ouch, what about feeling ancient cultural knowledge?

Sure enough, the deepest thing is the boss's routine.When I entered that room yesterday, the isolation barrier had already been arranged, so it can be seen how ulterior motives are.

Shen Ren sighed, alas, I'm sorry for you, Xiao Yan and Lao Shen!I didn't expect that the boss would be so cunning and cunning!

Inside the room, Kong Yan was worried again.

Cang Li has a lot of books, but because in the space where these books are placed, time has been static and the air has not flowed, so these books are very new, very new, and smell of ink, even a little bit of yellowing None, let alone broken places.It's like a modern imitation with exquisite craftsmanship. Even if it is taken out, no one will believe that it will be an ancient book.

So do you want to make new books old?But making it old is also a big project, and although the professor is old and dim-sighted, he is not blind.

So when Cang Li cooked the meal and graciously brought it into the room to invite the little ancestor to eat, he saw that the other party was in a daze, wondering where he had gone.

As Cang Li who has already lit up the skill "Talk of Mind", he suggested, "If you don't like it too much, you can try to absorb the anger on the pages of the book."

His attention was drawn back, Kong Yan blinked, and looked at the book in his hand—the anger on the pages?Almost instinctively, when he was thinking this way, there was a very obvious change in the place where he touched the page.He could even clearly see that the light blue breath was peeling off the page, and then melted into his body along the fingers touching the page.And the brand-new book pages are gradually turning yellow, and the paper is becoming brittle, just like in these few breaths, this page of the book has gone through hundreds of years.

Kong Yan slowly let go of his fingers, and a thought suddenly popped up——Is my golden finger a bit against the sky?

When he was in Qinling before, he gave the plants vitality and accelerated the process of the other party's leaves growing and fruiting.Later, the transmission of Qi to the dying Hu San saved his life, and also replenished Lu Shen's nearly exhausted vitality.

Something seemed to flash through his mind, he suddenly thought, if he could control the breath of life and change the course of life, what about bringing the dead back to life?What about rejuvenation?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a kind of fear.

Having the ability to manipulate and interfere with life is actually a terrible thing.

Looking at his palm with intertwined textures, Kong Yan slowly retracted and clenched it tightly, trying not to think about it so complicated, but just warned himself, try not to reveal his ability at will, after all, it can be said that there are countless All the people are so eager to return to life and rejuvenate.

After solving the problem of the work, Kong Yan plunged into the workshop.Because the current him has blurred the boundary between "human" and "demon", so in terms of eating, it is more for the belief of "you can't live up to the food".So after eating, drinking, and sleeping for twelve days, I was finally done.

At this moment, Cang Li finally understood a feeling called "my lover devotes his life to work, and I can only be lonely and cold behind him".

Suddenly I feel great.

The author has something to say: the fire-avoiding map is an ancient non-describable map.Well, indescribable.cover face