Transmigration Book

Murong Mingxi was keenly aware of the strange gazes of the monks around him.However, he has always been kind to the exotic plants and beasts, and when he saw Little Trumpet acting like a baby with him, his expression subconsciously softened.He bent down to touch the beautiful purple flower, and poured some spiritual liquid on the little trumpet.

"Why are you the only flower outside? Where's your master?" Murong Mingxi looked around, but didn't find anyone following it.So he took morning glory to the side of the road to ask.

Listening to their conversation, the monks who watched the excitement around them looked even weirder.

Trumpet Flower obediently followed Murong Mingxi to the side, and sat down on the steps.Two large oval leaves that look like arms wrap around the bottle, and a thin white root is inserted into the bottle like a straw, eating snacks.Hearing this, he tilted the morning glory above his head in doubt, as if he didn't understand why.

Murong Mingxi blinked and looked up at Mo Ziqi.

Encyclopedias do not include such rare "local characteristics".Mo Ziqi was stopped by the question and fell silent for a second.Then he turned around and took out a high-grade spirit stone, and brought in a monk who knew it.

Murong Mingxi couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking that Mo Ziqi, who insisted on maintaining his omnipotent image like this, was a little cute.

The selected monk seemed to have been hit by a pie in the sky. He was overjoyed and grabbed the spirit stone and walked over. He even picked a place farther away from the trumpet flower. He introduced it seriously and enthusiastically, "This flower is infinite. The Lord's alien plant is actually not dangerous."

"It's not dangerous, why are you avoiding it like this?" Mo Ziqi narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of danger.

"You misunderstood. We avoid it, not because it is dangerous, but because of this flower..." The monk seemed to be talking about some big secret, and carefully glanced at the trumpet flower, and found that the little trumpet was holding the spirit The liquid was eating happily, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.Only then did he carry the trumpet flower on his back, and explained to the two of them in a very low voice, "This flower, it can touch porcelain."

Murong Mingxi: "???"

"This flower often drops its leaves next to the passing monks, and then pesters people to not let them go. At first, everyone thought that some monks were greedy for exotic plant materials, which caused the accident. But it returned the leaves, and after receiving compensation Leave. There have been too many times, and everyone has reacted?"

Murong Mingxi: "...it's like this, won't it be dangerous to stay in the city?"

Speaking of this, the monk's expression twitched for a moment, "This flower is more picky than people, and I'm used to picking those who are expensive and have a good temper. And if you really exchange things with it, it is also very generous. Over time, in this It is well-known in the city. Especially some female cultivators, they don’t need it to touch porcelain, they will feed it by themselves.”

The monk not only sympathized but also gave Murong Mingxi a weird look, and continued, "So now, this flower has no shortage of nourishing food, and only does big things according to the mood. It's usually fine, everyone try to walk around it."

In case he is accidentally caught as a strong man, there is no way to reason.

Murong Mingxi: "..." Mmm.This is a very special little plant.

While the few people were chatting, Little Trumpet finished eating a bottle of psychic liquid, and came over again, lying on Murong Mingxi's lap.

The little black dog immediately bared its teeth and protested at it with an "owwow". Even the Qianhuan Tinder Flower hidden in Murong Mingxi's clothes also popped out, and its branches waved at the small trumpet in protest.

Xixi is already famous!You are not allowed to come here to compete for favor!

"Bada." The little trumpet was taken aback.Aggrieved, he stopped halfway, looking like a child who wanted to go home but was turned away.

Murong Mingxi's heart suddenly softened.Patted the little black dog on the head, and squeezed the leaves of the velvet flower, "Don't bully new friends."

"Woooooo!" The little black dog raised its head, and shook the palm of Murong Mingxi's hand.

In the end, the acting like a baby wasn't half done yet, a shocking sound of a rabbit came out through the clouds, shattering the atmosphere created by the little black dog with great difficulty.

"Chi! Chi Chi Chi!"

"Ow?!"

The black and white rabbit ran wildly out of the crowd, and threw itself into Murong Mingxi's arms.Press the little black dog in the center and hit it hard enough.

Murong Mingxi subconsciously raised his arms to protect the three cubs that were huddled together.Just as he was about to speak, another roar followed.

"Why are you running! How dare you sneak away! You two little bastards, stop for me! I will ask you to settle the bill for me today..." Qing.

The white-bearded old man braked in front of Murong Mingxi.Looking at Mo Ziqi next to Murong Mingxi, he changed his toughness just now that he wanted to pick up his slippers and smash the rabbit.With a restrained expression, he tried his best to maintain his image of an inscrutable master.Showing an awkward smile, "Little Mo, why are you here?"

Mo Ziqi lowered the corner of his mouth, "I'm also surprised, it turns out Mr. Zhao still has such a lively side."

Old Zhao: "..."

It's over, it's over, the image is completely ruined.After going back, he would have to be laughed to death by old man Mo.

The author has something to say: Small notice~: Tomorrow (7.20) Yun has something to go out, and he can only go home the day after tomorrow.So tomorrow the update will be suspended for a day.Sorry for the inconvenience caused to you little angels.