The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

There are two warm pavilions standing on their backs in the plum grove, surrounded by plum blossoms. One is larger and is mostly a meeting place for literati. The maids lit silver charcoal to boil water, and Daoist Kong Ming asked someone to bring snow water that had been stored for many years to make tea. After everyone sat down, Jing Moli asked again, "Then why is this immortal called Fenghua?"

Regarding the past, Daoist Kong Ming talked eloquently, "According to what the predecessors said, the immortals are very handsome, with unparalleled celestial appearance, and their surname is Feng, so they are all called Fenghua immortals."

Surname Feng?Most of the monsters have names but no surnames. When Jing Moli did not set foot in the world of mortals, he only called him Moli. Later, when he interacted with people in the mortal world, he randomly took the word Jing as his surname. Feng is also normal, after all, he is Jing Moli. Only Phoenix.Maybe this Fenghua Immortal is indeed him, or maybe there is just such a person who looks similar to him.

Jing Moli smiled, "It's also quite interesting."

After drinking a cup of tea, Jing Hui couldn't bear it after sitting for a while, and ran over to pull Jing Moli, "Brother, let's go outside to see the plum blossoms."

Compared with Jing Moli, Jing Hui's appearance is more like Jing Lang and his wife. Although Jing Moli has entered reincarnation, his appearance is still the same as the original body. Jing Moli reached out and touched Jinghui's chubby face , "Okay, brother, can I give you a broken branch of plum blossom?"

"I still want a snowman!" Jing Hui grinned.

"Okay." He led Jing Hui outside and walked into the plum grove. Jing Hui let go of playing and had fun on the snow. After a while, a naive snowman was built, and he picked two red plum blossoms for the snowman's eyes. Jing Hui was so happy that he opened his arms and hugged it, covered in frost.

Jing Moli pulled him over, wiped his face with a handkerchief, patted his clothes, and looked at him with a smile, "I was sick a few days ago, be careful of catching a cold, and I need to drink bitter medicine again."

Jing Hui frowned, pouted slightly, "No drink."

"Then be good, just look at the plum blossoms." Pulling back the cloak for him, Jing Moli stood up, "I've been out for a while, go back and drink a cup of hot water with Madam Li before coming out to play."

Jing Hui nodded, and left with Nanny Li and the maid who took care of him, while Qingyan and Hongwu, the two maids who accompanied Jing Moli, waited aside.Jing Moli stood quietly, a plum blossom slowly fell, and floated onto his sleeve. The white plum blossoms fell on the red satin, making them look more like snow. Jing Moli picked up the petals, and the corners of his lips slightly Wan, although the plum blossoms in the forest are good, they are not as smiling as he is.

"I'll walk by myself, you don't have to follow." Looking at Lin Shenhua's long life, Jing Moli couldn't help but walk forward slowly. The plum snow here is beautiful, and although the aura is not as beautiful as in the fairyland outside the world, it can be regarded as a place among mortals. A good place to practice.

He doesn't love the wealth and splendor of this general's mansion, and wants to leave here to practice, so over the years, he has always been respectful to his parents, but he hasn't gotten close to them. For one thing, even though he has a child's body, he has practiced for 200 years after all. The demon for many years really can't pretend to be a naive child all the time, and secondly, it's because one day he will leave, and the love is not too deep, so he won't be too reluctant.

It's just that Fanchen also abides by some of the rules here, and leaving rashly is not an option.

After walking for quite a while, Jing Moli looked back, only to see that there was no one else on the snow path, the plum blossoms on both sides were as vivid as clouds, and there was only a series of shallow footprints of his own on the snow, "How lonely the world is, how lonely is the plum snow?" Light. Sigh without a pot of wine, accompany me into the seclusion."

"You're young, do you want to drink?" With a sudden sound, a branch of a white plum tree trembled not far away, and a person was sitting there, wearing a snow-white robe, with a plum blossom hairpin in a high tie, with sword eyebrows and star eyes smiling. , the posture of a fairy in a carefree state.

Jing Moli looked up at him, "Wouldn't it be a pity if the beautiful scenery is not accompanied by fine wine?"

"That's true." The man took out a jug, "Hey, good wine, do you want a drink?"

Jing Moli shook his head, "Thank you, I'm still young, in a few years."

The man smiled in a low voice, and came down from the tree, the plum blossoms were dancing, and Yaoyao looked like a fairy, "Which family are you from?"

"Which family are you the priest?"

The man lowered his head and looked at himself. He didn't wear Taoist robes and he didn't bring a dust whisk sword. He was just wearing ordinary clothes. This kid actually knew that he was a practitioner, "How do you know that I am a Taoist priest?"

Jing Moli smiled, "The Daoist priest has an immortal demeanor, and he is more elegant than the Taoist priest in Guanzhong. I don't think he is practicing in the secular world."

"What a pair of wise eyes." The man noticed Jing Moli's eyes, "Young master, do you want to practice?"

"I've been practicing." Jing Moli looked up at the sky, the snow was falling, "It's a pity."

"pity?"

Jing Moli smiled, "Let's enjoy the scenery, Taoist chief, I should go back." After saluting, Jing Moli turned back along the way he came from, and saw the maids looking for him just halfway there, "Eldest son, Time to go back for lunch."

"En. Let's go." Jing Moli nodded and followed them back.

After eating vegetarian food in Feihua Temple, and strolling around for a while in the afternoon, Jing Moli and his group went back. The snow was falling heavily, and the carriage drove slowly. Halfway through the journey, the carriage stopped suddenly, dozing off. Jing Moli also woke up.

"Where is the child, get out of the way, don't block the way." A guard shouted from outside the car. Jing Moli opened the curtain and looked, only to see a child lying there in the snow, ragged. , was trying to get up from the snow, but unfortunately, he was unable to get up due to exhaustion.

The guard was about to step forward to pull it away, but Jing Moli had already spoken first, "Ji Min."

The leader of the guard, Ji Min, came over, "Young Master."

"Bring him over and ride with me."

"My lord, you're a beggar with a dirty body, what?" Ji Min hesitated, "Where is Madam?"

"It's okay, bring him here." Jing Moli looked at Ji Min, his clear eyes showed a hint of pressure, and Ji Min hurriedly lowered his head, "Yes."

While ordering someone to bring the beggar over, he went to sue Xu Wan himself, but Xu Wan didn't stop him when he heard that, but just smiled, "This kid has always been kind, let him be." He patted Jing Hui's little head , "In the future, you must be like your brother, helping others is the only way."

Beggar looked no more than six or seven years old, with a sallow complexion, shivering in thin clothes, and was carried into the car in a semi-conscious state, surrounded by warmth in an instant, opened his eyes involuntarily, and saw himself in a luxurious car, with a soft blanket underneath, He was so scared that he sat up.

Suddenly, I met a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, soft and quiet like the sunshine in spring, warm.It was a young man carved in powder and jade, the beggar looked around, his face turned pale, he flinched, feeling very uneasy.

Jing Moli smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, Qingyan poured him a bowl of hot water and some snacks." Qingyan poured the hot water and handed it over, and put the snack box over by the way.

"You're starving, eat some, it'll be warmer."

The young man looked very kind. The beggar looked at the exquisite white tea bowl, then at the delicate snacks, swallowed, and stretched out his hand to drink the water. After drinking the hot water, his whole body was warmed up. I ate a few more snacks to regain my strength.

The carriage swayed gently, Jing Moli lowered his eyes and did not look at the beggar, so as not to make him feel uncomfortable, seeing that he had finished eating, Fang asked, "How old are you? What's your name?"

"Seven years old," the beggar looked at Jing Moli cautiously, "my name is Zhou You."

"Where are your parents?"

"Not here anymore." Zhou You lowered his eyes with a sad expression.

"No home yet?"

Zhou You shook his head, he is an orphan.

"Then live at my house, I am one year older than you, and my name is Jing Moli."

Jing Moli, the three words, seemed to be heard in Hunmeng, very familiar, Zhou You looked at those beautiful eyes, and nodded lightly.

Before, Xu Wan also wanted to arrange some attendants for Jing Moli, but Jing Moli Xijing refused. Although Zhou You was young this week, he was very well-behaved and handsome, so he stayed for Jing Moli. Mo Li is a book boy, and also a playmate.

Suddenly, it has been more than two years, and the night is just right in the late spring, under the clear moonlight, Jing Moli sits on the roof meditating and meditating, he has grown a lot taller, and his facial features are more beautiful Exquisite and handsome, the moonlight shone on his silver clothes like clouds and mist.

As soon as the light cleared, Nagasawa appeared on the roof. He sat there with his chin on his hands and looked at Jing Moli. This young man practiced really hard. He calculated with his fingers, "You are 11 years old this year, so you can probably go to practice. But do you still need to practice?" Nagasawa felt that he had cultivated quite well.

Jing Moli held his breath and opened his eyes, "You don't practice, why are you running up again?"

"It's boring. I've always felt restless in my practice recently." Nagasawa was also a little helpless. He didn't know why recently, and he was often restless.

Jing Moli glanced at him, "Then calm down."

Nagasawa snorted lightly, if he could do it he wouldn't come up, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"I have them in my room."

Nagasawa smiled, and walked into Jing Moli's room as soon as he walked away. There was no maid in Jing Moli's room to watch the night. There was a food box on the table in the outer room. Nagasawa opened it and saw that there were several dishes inside. As soon as I put a piece of this delicate snack into my mouth, I was stunned.

Although there is no maid in Jing Moli's room, there is still a bookboy Zhou You, who usually sleeps outside, and woke up at night when he heard the sound, and was startled when he saw a figure in the dark. Before he could open his mouth, his mouth was already stuffed with a piece of snack.

Jing Moli walked in, seeing Nagasawa and Zhou You looking at each other, he shook his head lightly, cut off the wick, and the light suddenly turned on, "Zhou You, don't be afraid, he is Nagasawa, my friend."

Zhou You collected himself, took the snack out of his mouth, "Yes."

"Eat quickly, and go back after eating." Jing Moli opened the curtain and entered the inner room, took off his outer clothes, Zhou You came in, took the outer clothes and folded them, and Nagasawa came in with a plate, "This kid Really calm."

Jing Moli glanced at him with some disgust, "Don't scare him." Then he said to Zhou You, "He is a monk, and he has some spells that come and go without a trace. You don't have to be afraid when you see him in the future."

Zhou You nodded, "Yes." Cultivator?He looked at Nagasawa with some curiosity, and then looked at his eldest son, who was also a monk. He often saw the eldest son fly up to the roof to sit in meditation, and the moonlight shrouded him very beautifully.

Maybe the eldest son is really a fairy.