There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Then it was Bu Sangyu who woke up.

This guy slept all night last night, and his face was radiant. As soon as he stood up, he started to look around.

At first, Ye Qinghe thought he was going to do something, but when he found that Bu Sangyu started cleaning, he knew that this person's obsessive-compulsive disorder had happened again, so he simply continued to close his eyes and rest his mind, and ignored him.

By the time Su Yi and Meng Xiaomiao woke up, the ruined temple had already taken on a new look.

Looking at the temple that was completely different from yesterday when he fell asleep, Meng Xiaomiao asked very curiously: "Who made this?"

Ye Qinghe pointed to Bu Sangyu who was still sticking to the wall without opening his eyes, and was serious about the cracks in the wall.

"Wow, it's so clean." Meng Xiaomiao sighed again, but immediately said: "I was scared by the demon vine yesterday. I still have a lot of houses here. Why do I sleep in this ruined temple?"

Hearing what the cute kitty said, Ye Qinghe blushed for a moment, and then he remembered that he was accompanied by a big benefactor.

But after thinking about it, Ye Qinghe smiled again: "Forget it, even if you take out an imperial palace, he won't be able to settle down, so you can just let him make trouble. What's more, when you are away from home, you should do as the Romans do."

Hearing what Ye Qinghe said, Meng Xiaomiao shook her head seriously, and said: "I don't have a palace. When I went out, my mother told me that the palace was too big and there was no place to put it, so she didn't give it to me."

These words were beyond Ye Qinghe's expectations. The family of feelings really prepared a palace for her? !

Even if he already knew that Meng Xiaomiao was a local tyrant, every time Meng Xiaomiao could use the local tyrant to refresh his understanding of her.

Ye Qinghe admired this very much.

After waking up, it's time to have breakfast. Seeing the cute little meow taking out the elixir again, Ye Qinghe reached out to stop him, and said mysteriously: "I also have the elixir, but since they have already come to the world, let's eat some of the elixir from the world." something."

As expected of the cute little meow who grew up in the mortal world, she immediately understood Ye Qinghe's words: "You mean, real food?"

"Yes, I heard people say that mortal delicacies are very delicious. In the past, the family of Laojun in the sky often used elixir to return food. I went to eat it once..." Halfway through the words, Ye Qinghe suddenly realized that he seemed to be showing his true self. So I hurriedly changed my words: "No, I mean, I ate it with others once before, and it tasted very good, so I really want to try it again."

Meng Xiaomiao glanced at him, but she didn't doubt it, but turned to Su Yi and said, "Young Master Ye wants to eat real food. You don't have any taboos, do you? Meat or something like that."

Su Yi smiled gently: "It's okay, as long as you don't feed me Du Ruo."

Meng Xiaomiao nodded and called Bu Sangyu next to him to go hunting together. Jiuwei, who was lying on the ground, also got up and followed after seeing Meng Xiaomiao leave.

In a blink of an eye, only Ye Qinghe and Su Yi were left in the house.

For some reason, Ye Qinghe always felt a little uncomfortable when he was alone with Su Yi, so he also stood up and said, "Then I'll go get some firewood or something."

Su Yi originally looked at Ye Qinghe expectantly, and when he heard him say that, her eyes suddenly filled with disappointment, but she still didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and said: "Okay, then I'll clean up this side. "

Ye Qinghe turned around and left. After leaving the ruined temple for some distance, he pushed his chest away, let the little paper figurine stick its head out, and said in a low voice, "Hanshu, look, this is the world."

Han Shu has never been to the human world.

The inside of the skirt was stuffy and dark, and the little paper man had nothing to do inside, but fell asleep. When Ye Qinghe pulled him out, he was still sleepy, and laid himself softly on Ye Qinghe's skirt, lazily lifting it up. He turned his head and looked out.

When Hanshu was still Hanshu Xianjun, Ye Qingheke had never seen him with such an expression, lazy and undisciplined, as if his age had gone back thousands of years.

Ye Qinghe couldn't help being filled with joy, and a strong thought rose in his heart: "Hanshu, I really want to walk around the world with you in the future."

"I can't go down to earth." Han Shu's voice sounded muffled, there was no one around, and this time he didn't use the secret sound technique.

Only then did Ye Qinghe realize that he hadn't heard Hanshu's voice for a long time, and couldn't help but feel nostalgic, so he reached out and took the little paper figurine down, held it in his palm, and sent it to a nearby pine branch, with a low voice. He said: "Do you want to touch it? There is no such tree in the world."

Hearing Ye Qinghe's words, Hanshu couldn't help being angry and funny: "You think I'm a three-year-old baby? Have you never seen anything?"

Ye Qinghe didn't care, and sent Hanshu's little paper man a little further, and said, "Would you like to touch it?"

Han Shu was very disgusted, then stretched out his arm made of paper and touched the pine leaves.

He didn't know that the pine needles were hard, and the arm of the piece of paper accidentally poked a hole, and then the whole piece of paper hung on the pine tree like that.

Ye Qinghe didn't know it would be like this, so he took him off the pine needles in pain, touched the hole that was pierced, and blamed himself: "It's all my fault."

Hanshu just attached a touch of spiritual consciousness to the piece of paper, he has no five senses at all, and he doesn't feel it when he is pricked. Seeing Ye Qinghe making such a fuss, he couldn't help twisting his body uncomfortably, saying: "I'm fine, What are you nervous about?"

Of course Ye Qinghe knew that Hanshu didn't feel pain, but seeing that there was a hole in the small piece of paper symbolizing Hanshu, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

He no longer dared to let Hanshu touch anything, carefully put him on his shoulder, and said: "Just take a look, come over in person in the future, and touch it."

Hearing what Ye Qinghe said, Hanshu was suddenly a little sad, his little Qinghe didn't know, it was impossible for him to leave Tiangong...

At most, that is to refine a clone.

Thinking of this, Hanshu lowered his head and looked at his paper arm with a hole in it. He didn't feel any pain, so naturally he couldn't feel anything else, but for some reason, Ye Qinghe asked him to touch the arm full of expectations. When the leaves were falling, he really stretched out his arms to touch them.

Obviously can't touch anything.

Strange myself.

Thinking of this, Han Shu leaned against Ye Qing and his neck, and finally pasted the entire piece of paper on it.

Seeing his teacher's childish actions, Ye Qinghe couldn't help laughing: "Teacher, if you let you touch the leaves, you pierce yourself so that you can rest on your shoulders, why did you stick them all over?"

Hanshu has been orderly all his life, now he is possessed by a paper man, but suddenly he feels that the rules are not important at all, he can say whatever he wants.

So he hugged Ye Qinghe's neck and said confidently: "Can't I touch you?"

Ye Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

Omg, such a bad line.