Retired shadow guard's guide to raising cubs

Yan Junyan washed the newly bought rice, poured it into the pot, added some water, and boiled it slowly. She moved a small bench and sat on the side while reading a book.

Jiang Qiubai wore an apron, skillfully chopped mushrooms with a kitchen knife, and chatted with Yan Junyan: "Xiaoyan, how is the kid doing?"

"The medicine I changed for him calms the nerves and helps him sleep. He should not be awake yet." Yan Junyan leisurely turned a page.

"Hehe, that's still a child, full of energy, I guess he will be alive and kicking in five or six days."

Yan Junyan stared intently at the book in her hand.

"It's good to stay. Amin was the only child on our mountain before, and he could only be with Amao every day, acting like a wild monkey."

Yan Junyan turned another page.

Jiang Qiubai threw the chopped mushrooms into the pot and stirred them well: "I don't know where he came from. Master Ran is powerful, but he can't cover everything. If there is any trouble, we have to make preparations early, don't delay Ran. Your Excellency's hind legs."

Turning around, I saw Yan Junyan was flipping the book in her hand, her eyes were wandering, and her thoughts had gone nowhere.

Jiang Qiubai only needs to take a look at the sophistication of the world for half of his life, and guess: "Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan?"

"Huh? Ah, Jumbo."

"You slept late last night. If you're not feeling well, go and rest for a while."

Hearing this, Yan Junyan's heart tightened when she met Jiang Qiubai's warm eyes, she lowered her head slightly to avoid his gaze, and denied it flatly: "No, I didn't..."

Then I felt that saying this seemed to be an understatement.

Yan Junyan secretly clenched the hand holding the book, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I'm just a little...not angry."

The first sentence is spoken, and the rest is logical: "I have been here for five years, and I have known Master Ran for five years. I don't know much about Master Ran, but I know a little bit about him. People on the mountain come and go, and I have never seen him. Master Ran is so... caring about whom."

Jiang Qiubai chuckled, noncommittal.

Passionate and hate since ancient times, good dreams are the easiest to wake up.

Yan Junyan stared blankly at the page in her hand: "Master Ran is an immortal of Nine Heavens. I know I am not worthy of it. It would be nice if I could stay by his side for a long time and help him solve his problems. But after all, I am not greedy enough. Now I see that Master Ran treats young people like this. In particular, I, I actually felt resentment in my heart."

At the end, she showed a bit of shame on her face.

Jiang Qiubai sighed: "This is just human nature, so there is no need to blame yourself. The only people who are heartless and desireless are the rumored immortals."

"Jiang Bo is right, I'm in love with you. Maybe." In the middle of speaking, Yan Junyan stopped suddenly, and looked towards the door together with Jiang Qiubai.

A thin and tall black figure stood there at some point.

It is ink dyeing.

"Dye adults"

"Dye adults"

The two people in the kitchen looked at each other, and their hearts were beating drums. How much of their conversation did Mr. Ran hear?

Jiang Qiubai coughed lightly, and asked, "Master Ran is here, what's the matter?"

Mo Ran's cultivation level is advanced, and he has already been bigu, so it's no wonder Jiang Qiubai asked this question.

"Is there light food?"

Yan Junyan stood up and blessed her body: "Master Ran, I made porridge."

Mo Ran handed over the freshly bought food box: "It's just right, Xiaoyan, please help me pack a bowl."

Yan Junyan nodded and took the food box.

"I've already tidied up the vacant wooden house near my residence. I'll go talk to Mu Jinnian and ask Amin to take him there after dinner."

Yan Junyan felt sad, but still complied.

Jiang Qiubai saw these things in his eyes, and couldn't help persuading him: "Master Ran, you're here, why don't you have dinner together?"

Mo Ran hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Not yet."

He walked a few steps to the door, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said, "By the way, Xiaoyan, you told me that there was a lack of Ganoderma lucidum in the concocted medicine a few days ago. Today I found a few in the city, and they were in good condition, so I will buy them for you." Come back and put it in the small medicine house."

After finishing speaking, he left, leaving the two people in the room with their own concerns.

………………

After dinner, A Ming heard Mo Ran's order from Jiang Qiubai, threw away the bowls and chopsticks, and ran outside.

If it wasn't for Jiang Bo's restraint, he would have long wanted to find that pretty little brother to play with.

Ran-sama is really a good person.

Amin bowed to Mo Ran devoutly in his heart, ran to the small medicine house and stopped, carefully opened the door a crack, and poked his head in: "Little brother? Are you there, little brother?"

As early as when A Ming approached, Mu Jinnian noticed someone outside the door.

He put down the spoon reservedly, and was about to wipe his mouth when he remembered that this is not Mu's house, there are not so many rules, and there is no cloth towel to wipe his mouth.

The outstretched hand just froze in mid-air.Mu Jinnian looked around at the furnishings in the room unwillingly, his eyes flickered on the sheets and the clothes on his body, but he couldn't do anything after all.

He was sitting in danger, and when he saw the head poking in from the door, a sense of loss suddenly rushed into his heart, and it disappeared without a trace before he realized it.

It's not ink dyeing...

Mu Jinnian straightened his face, showing the expression that was praised by the elders of the family as "quite a majestic young master": "A Ming?"

"Yes, it's me." Amin crept in through the crack of the door.

"Did Mo Ran call you here?"

"Hmm." Amin's little chicken pecked at the rice.

"Then let's go." Mu Jinnian stood up, looked ahead at A Ming passing by, and pushed the door open first.

Seeing that no one was following him, he turned around and saw that the child leading the way was still in the house.

Mu Jinnian frowned slightly: "Why don't you leave?"

"Oh, come as soon as you come." A Ming, like waking up from a dream, ran to Mu Jinnian's side in three steps at a time.

The woods at night are no different than during the day, and the shadows of the lush trees reflect strange shapes under the moonlight.

Mu Jinnian walked quite steadily step by step.

"Little brother, what's your name? Are you not afraid? When I came here, Jiang Bo took me a few times before I dared to come alone."

The road of cultivation is extremely difficult and difficult, even if you don't even have the courage and determination, what kind of immortality and longevity are you seeking.

"Look, little brother, that's my house over there, and the one next to it belongs to Uncle Jiang. Uncle Jiang has to get up early every day, so noisy that I can't sleep."

You are also noisy.

"The house in front was built by the young master and his friends. It's very beautiful. It's a pity that the young master left for a long time and didn't come back."

What kind of friends are subordinates?

"And that one, he is a very powerful elder brother. Like Master Ran, he likes to wear black clothes. He has injuries all over his body. He always doesn't speak. He will carve beautiful villains for me with branches. After the elder brother left, Master Ran I've been sad for a long time."

Mu Jinnian stopped in his tracks and asked abruptly, "How do you know he's sad?"

"Ah?" Amin didn't respond for a while.

"I said," Mu Jinnian asked, turning his head and slowing down, "How do you know that Mo Ran is sad?"

Amin scratched his head: "I forgot..."

Mu Jinnian snorted to himself, thinking that he was a fool to waste time on this noisy brat.

"Ah, I remembered!" Amin slapped his forehead.

Mu Jinnian withdrew his step and waited for him to continue.

"After Big Brother left, I saw Mr. Ran sitting on the roof of Big Brother's house during that time, sitting for a long time."

"I asked Mr. Ran about when the big brother would come back, and Mr. Ran said that the big brother will not come back."

Clothed in black, taciturn, with wounds on his body.

Mu Jinnian was thinking as he walked, how could this sound like a shadow guard.

Why does Mo Ran care about this person?

He glanced at A Ming, who was entertaining himself, being silly, sweet, and deceitful, and decided to say something else: "I always listen to you calling 'Master Ran', 'Master Ran', is Mo Ran really that powerful?"

"Of course." Amin proudly raised his chest, "I've seen it with my own eyes, Master Ran can fly." Amin fluttered his hands up and down, making the movement of a bird flapping its wings.

Mu Jinnian didn't take it seriously, the flight of flying objects is just the foundation for a cultivator, so there's nothing surprising about it.

"Master Ran's sword is also very powerful! Once there were bad guys on the mountain, and Uncle Jiang couldn't beat them. Master Ran took a sword and knocked down a lot of them." Amin jumped up and made some volley gestures. He thought he was handsome. moves.

In this way, Moran uses a sword.

"After that, no one went up the mountain again. I heard from Uncle Jiang that Master Ran hid the mountain." Amin frowned in confusion, "Mt. Mingming is still here, why is it hidden? "

The two characters "array" appeared in Mu Jinnian's mind.

Lay a maze around the hill, unless the person who set up the formation allows it, or the formation technique is high enough to forcefully break the formation, other people can only circle outside the mountain.

With Mo Ran's strength, the formation he set up is more than enough to confuse the mortals here.

Even if I stayed here for such a long time, I didn't find the slightest trace.

"Master Ran can also play the flute, and he plays it beautifully. Uncle Jiang said what Master Ran's flute is, 'I can still hear it after walking around the roof for three days'...Anyway, it is very powerful."

The little fool is "wandering around the beam for three days without stopping".

"Also, Master Ran cooks delicious food, and after eating, I feel warm and comfortable."

That's because the ingredients contain spiritual power, which has nothing to do with the level of cooking skills.

"Master Ran will take me down the mountain to play and buy me apples."

Even this noisy brat can bear it, it seems that Mo Ran has an excellent temperament.

Mu Jinnian almost burst into laughter in his heart.

What a way!

"And there's more, Master Ran..."

A Ming wanted to say more, but Mu Jinnian waved impatiently: "It's already here."

Hearing this brat rave all the way, if it wasn't for the usefulness of what he said, I wouldn't want to listen to it anymore.

Mu Jinnian left A Ming behind and was about to enter the house. At the end, when he was about to close the door, he glanced out in a strange way.

A Ming hasn't left yet, and he is looking over here eagerly.

Thin and small, no longer talking non-stop, at first glance, I feel that I am alone, a little pitiful.

Mu Jinnian's door seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't close it no matter what.

Hmph, I think this brat is useful, definitely not because he looks pitiful.

Mu Jinnian spat viciously, "There is a peerless master who is willing to pamper you, this little idiot has a better life than you, you only feel sorry for him if your mind is muddled!"

While spurning, he didn't delay his groping in the space kit, and found a paper crane that conveyed a message, and mobilized the pitiful spiritual power in his body to adorn the paper crane's eyes.

The motionless paper crane suddenly came alive, followed Mu Jinnian's instructions, flew around A Ming twice, finally stopped in A Ming's hand, and pecked A Ming's palm with its short beak.

"It's so itchy." Amin smiled happily, and cautiously reached out to touch the paper crane.

The paper crane was as spiritual as it was, blinking its eyes like black beans, and rubbing its head against A Ming's fingertips.

"Thank you little brother."

"Hmph." Sure enough, he was a little fool.

Mu Jinnian pouted and slammed the door shut.

A Ming let the paper crane jump back and forth in his palm, and suddenly remembered something: "Little brother, you haven't told me your name yet."

At this moment, the door opened, and Mu Jinnian came out with a full face of displeasure, which startled Amin: "Little brother, you are still injured, sister Ayan said that you need to rest early to recover quickly."

You think I don't know?

Mu Jinnian secretly despised him, if he hadn't been afraid that something would happen to the little brat that would delay his stay, he wouldn't have worried about the kid's safety.

"Amin, right? Mo Ran, that old man, and that woman, who lives closest to here?"

Amin answered every question: "Master Ran's house is the closest to here."

"Come on, I'll take you there."

He did it to make a good impression on Mo Ran, not to worry about this fool.

This kid has lived on the mountain for such a long time, and Mo Ran is still around, what kind of accident can he encounter?You might as well worry about yourself.

The sky has completely darkened.

Seeing that Mo Ran's residence is just ahead.

Mu Jinnian breathed a sigh of relief, and urged A Ming to move forward quickly.

At this moment, a black figure silently appeared, aimed at the defenseless backs of the two, and struck hard.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-0700:33:17~2020-08-1123:03:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Spear repair 18 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!