As long as everyone gives a little love

In the morning when Shen Cheng went to the study, Lu Shenxing was reclining as the gatekeeper, his heels rubbing against the ground, and his mind was spinning miscellaneously.

Shen Cheng could bear it when he did that, it was completely unexpected, if he had known it earlier, he would have done it more ruthlessly.

A cold voice came from inside, "Come in."

Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

He straightened his face, with the corners of his mouth turned up, and adjusted to the right meekness and honesty, before he stepped in.

The study room is simple and tidy, filled with a faint scent of Jianan, which melts into Lu Shenxing's breath, which is the smell of Shen Cheng's clothes.

There are many boxes on the left and right sides, rows of books are stored, a table is placed in the middle, and nothing else.

Lu Shenxing stopped, "Castle Master."

Opening a page of the book in his hand, Shen Cheng nodded without saying a word.

From morning until now, Lu Shenxing hadn't eaten anything. As time passed, his originally cautious gaze was gradually attracted by the plate of snacks on the table.

But it was his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, too tempting.

At this time, Shen Cheng got up, as if he was looking for some books.

Lu Shenxing quickly took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it three or two times, and licked his lips as if nothing had happened.

After taking the book, Shen Cheng sat back on the chair, as if he couldn't see the froth at the corner of Lu Shenxing's mouth. After a while, he put the book back to its original place, stopped at the same place, and sorted the row of books from left to right.

Lu Shenxing ate one piece after another, and when the sweetness on the tip of his tongue overflowed, the plate was empty.

It's so obvious that anyone with eyes can see it.

Lu Shenxing frowned, thinking about how to deal with it, when he heard Shen Cheng's voice, "Go down."

Relieved, he turned and left.

After the door was closed, there was a faint sigh in the study.

After lunch, Shen Cheng called Lu Shenxing to the study again, and read alone as in the morning, silently.

Lu Shenxing touched the blister on his mouth, he was puzzled by Shen Cheng's actions, he didn't say anything when he was asked to come here, he didn't even fart.

The scorching sun came in from the window, engulfing every corner of the study, taking away the last bit of shade, and the floating air suddenly became stuffy.

Lu Shenxing raised his eyelids upwards, trying to drive away the sleepiness that struck him.

The child lowered his head, his back was facing the shattered sunlight, and his face was surrounded by a soft afterglow, immature and clear.

What Shen Cheng saw was such a scene.

There was a crisp sound in his ear, Lu Shenxing immediately raised his head, saw that Shen Cheng's teacup was empty, he took the teapot away and said, "Master, I'm going to make tea right now."

The thin figure disappeared into the light and shadow, Shen Cheng looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate, picked up a piece, paused, and put it into his mouth.

He frowned, it was too sweet.

There was a raging voice from outside the door, "Castle Master, my subordinates found something strange about what happened last night."

Shen Cheng's eyes were fixed, "Let's let this matter go."

The murderous aura that burst out with that sentence made Liuhuo take a step back, his internal organs were hit, and he swallowed the blood in his mouth forcefully.

His guess was right, the castle owner was protecting someone.

Who is it?

As the sun set, Lu Shenxing walked absently behind Shen Cheng, the warm red afterglow stretched their figures very long.

"Castle Master, look at those flowers." Lu Shenxing had nothing to say, resisted the urge to shoot himself to death, and forced out an innocent smile, "It's all open."

Shen Cheng walked over lightly, his purple sleeves billowing.

Lu Shenxing watched a feast for the eyes, those flowers seemed to be torn and pulled by force, pulled up one after another, and gathered towards Shen Cheng.

After a while, Shen Cheng handed over the flowers in his hand.

"..." Lu Shenxing twitched the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand, "Does the castle master want to raise these flowers?"

The corners of Shen Cheng's eyes were lowered, he moved his fingers lightly, and seeing the petals on the child's head fall, he lifted his feet and left.

Lu Shenxing, whose face was full of black lines, was holding a large bouquet of flowers, and under the strange gaze of everyone, he returned to the Green Bamboo Garden and found a large vase to put in it.

"Castle Master, are you taking a bath?" Lu Shenxing stretched his neck and asked, "Do you need me to wipe your back?"

The hand gripping the edge of the wooden barrel tightened suddenly, and Shen Cheng subconsciously waved his hand, the water droplets he brought up splashed like knives, he suddenly thought of something, and tried his best to forcibly retract the released power.

Lu Shenxing only saw a blurry figure from the back, and was blown away by a terrifying strong fan, as if he had touched a smooth touch just before his consciousness disappeared.

He woke up on the bed, where Uncle Hua was holding a tattered book and muttering.

Hearing the movement, Uncle Hua shifted his gaze from the book to Lu Shenxing's face, "Eleventh, you are awake."

Lu Shenxing propped himself up, "Uncle Hua, can I die?"

"I can't die, I can't die." Faber stroked his gray beard, "There are a few bruises on the back, it will be fine in a few days, did you fight with someone?"

"Slapped by the master of the castle." Lu Shenxing slightly twitched his lips, "I saw him taking a bath."

"The castle master didn't even pursue it." Uncle Hua looked unbelievable, his eyes showed the color of memory, "I can't remember what happened a few years ago, it was a child who was about your age, and he was also bathed by the castle master. Time to break in, guess how he died?"

Lu Shenxing said casually, "Did you feed the wild wolves in the mountains?"

"No, the seven orifices bleed to death." Uncle Hua said with lingering fear, "That blood, just spray it out, it won't be able to stop it, and it will drain quickly."

Lu Shenxing swallowed his saliva, is "Broken Wind Jue" so terrible?

He didn't understand why Shen Cheng had such a big reaction, they were all men, and they all had only one chick, so what can't be seen?

"The thing the castle owner can't tolerate most is someone disturbing him while he is taking a bath. Everyone in Youlong Castle knows that." Uncle Hua's cloudy eyes sparkled brightly, and he didn't see anything special about this child that could make the castle owner make an exception. .

Lu Shenxing felt that he was lucky this time.

"Tsk tsk, I'm afraid only Sanshi Mountain can find Suiwucao now." Uncle Hua pointed at the book with his skinny finger, "It's a good thing, except for the castle owner, anyone in the world who touches it will fall. Those so-called martial arts decent schools are fighting each other to the death."

Lu Shenxing turned his head in an instant, and roared sharply with a livid face, "Didn't you say that no one has ever been able to escape from Suiwucao?"

Uncle Hua was stunned by the training, he curled his lips aggrieved, "Eleventh, Uncle Hua is an old man, he has a bad memory."

His temples throbbed, Lu Shenxing couldn't laugh or cry, "Uncle Hua, I was hurt by you."