Peach Blossom Dream

He only loves freedom and white clothes, how could he be restrained by feelings?It's the guy in front of me who seems to have a deep affection for someone. "Zuo Qingyue felt her left eyelid twitch non-stop while talking, and the phrase "He Ming" that Shu Jifeng said repeatedly echoed in her mind.

"Owner, the 'someone' you mentioned is not that Mr. He?" Huo Yu asked, rubbing the back of his head.

Zuo Qingyue nodded and said, "I guess it's him."

Huo Yu admired him so much that he threw himself into the ground: "The owner of the villa is really discerning, and you can see the emotions involved in it just by meeting him once!"

Zuo Qingyue raised her hand: "These things are not worth mentioning, do you know if you read more? If you read a lot, you will naturally be able to easily see these love affairs clearly. It's all a piece of cake!"

Huo Yu just smirked and stopped talking, because he really didn't like reading.

The two talked and reached the gate of the villa. Except for a few night watchmen, everyone else was asleep. Huo Yu touched his rumbling stomach, a little embarrassed: "Master, are you hungry?"

Zuo Qingyue remembered that the two of them hadn't eaten yet, so she urged Huo Yu to ask Lin Mu to get up and cook porridge.

Huo Yu was a little puzzled, he didn't dare to wake Lin Mu up in the middle of the night, and asked in a low voice: "I think there must be food left for us in the kitchen as usual, why did you ask Lin Mu to wake up? She has such a bad temper... .”

Zuo Qingyue pointed to Shu Jifeng who was lying on the horseback, and said, "Are we going to let a guest use the leftovers?"

"Oh." Huo Yu understood, so he could only walk to Lin Mu's door honestly, knocked persistently for a long while, and finally opened the door.

"Who! I don't know if I, Lin Mu, fell asleep? Urging for my life? Even the King of Hades dare not urge your grandma and me! Who is the one who wants to die?"

The desperate Huo Yu bit the bullet, and leaned forward with a smile: "Grandma Lin, it's me."

Lin Mu shouted angrily: "Huo Xiaoyu! What are you doing in the middle of the night? Is there anything bigger than me sleeping in Lin Mu?"

Huo Yu helped Uncle Jifeng over to him: "Grandma Lin, this young master is dying, can you help me cook something?"

Lin Mu was about to scold, when he caught sight of Shu Jifeng who had his eyes closed, he lost his anger for the most part: "Will you talk well? Why can't you? The meal will be there in a while, you go away first."

Huo Yu nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Grandma Lin!"

When the dew condensed in Haoyue, Uncle woke up, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a place he didn't know at all. He was still smelling the scent of white wood that he loved most when he was a child in his previous life. Are you in a fantasy or in reality.

"Young master, are you hungry?" Lin Mu outside the house had excellent hearing, and at the slightest sound, he could hear that uncle had woken up, and pushed the door open.

Uncle Feng saw that the person who came in seemed to be the gray-haired mother-in-law who used the pot lid to block the arrows on the boat that day. He realized that he had arrived at Qingyue Villa, so he felt relieved.

Lin Mu was very straightforward, and brought the prepared bird's nest porridge to Uncle Jifeng, and said, "The owner said you didn't finish your beef tonight, so he asked me to cook a bowl of porridge for you, get up and try it?"

Uncle Jifeng sat up obediently, and reached out to pick it up: "Thank you, senior."

"Come on, let me feed you. You can see that the two wounds on your wrist are not serious at first glance. The wound has just been wrapped up and the wound collapsed." Lin Mu treated a child who forgot to eat, so enthusiastic that his uncle I feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Shu Jifeng couldn't refuse, he could only awkwardly open his mouth and take a sip, two sips, three sips...

A bowl of porridge bottomed out before I knew it, and Granny Ye Mu's words didn't stop during the period.

"Thank you, Senior Ye." Shu Jifeng wiped his mouth and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the clean bowl, Ye Mu suddenly felt that his craftsmanship was recognized by people outside the villa, and he was very happy: "The owner of the villa was afraid that you would not be used to it, so I said it was impossible. What about the porridge I made? Is there anyone who can't get used to it?"

Shu Jifeng, who was so cramped from the beginning to the end that he didn't know how to eat, nodded and said: "Well, it's quite delicious."

"Of course! Who am I, Lin Mu? Usually, I don't have to do anything! When you recover from your injury, ask around the village, who doesn't admire my cooking skills?"

Shu Jifeng quickly echoed, "I haven't eaten such good porridge for a long time." After all, this bird's nest is not something that poor Yunshan people can afford casually.

"Hahahaha, okay, then you can rest, I want to go back and continue to dream of my sweet dreams!" Ye Mu left contentedly after finishing packing.

But Uncle Feng, who had been sleeping for several hours, had woken up at this time, tossed and turned and still couldn't fall asleep again, so after thinking about it, he took advantage of no one to go up to the roof to get a wind, but before he could sit still, he heard a faint voice Come:

"I said, as a guest, it's not a good behavior to casually flip over the owner's roof."

Uncle Jifeng turned his head to see that Zuo Qingyue was sleeping on the roof next door.

"Why are you here?" Shu Jifeng was a little surprised, "Don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Zuo Qingyue propped her chin and thought about it seriously: "Maybe... because this is my home?"

Uncle Jifeng realized that his question was indeed a bit stupid, so he asked again: "Then why am I here?"

Zuo Qingyue said: "Maybe... I brought back the unconscious boss uncle."

"..." Shu Jifeng was silent.

He remembered that he was controlled by Shen Ziyi's illusion, and then he lost his sanity because of He Ming in the illusion, it seems that Zuo Qingyue should have rescued him.

If I had known that Zuo Qingyue was so powerful, I shouldn't have rushed to the front.If you bought the almanac with your own money, the above must say that today is not an impulsive day.

Zuo Qingyue swayed on her toes, and smiled narrowly: "By the way, Boss Uncle really has a deep affection for Mr. He! I don't know what Boss Uncle saw in the illusion, but the screaming at that time was really heartbreaking. Move the ground!"

"..."

"Uncle, don't worry, I have already asked someone to repair the book for Mr. He, and let him come to my Qingyue Villa early tomorrow morning."

"..."

Zuo Qingyue saw that Uncle Jifeng didn't answer, she switched her left and right feet, and continued to sigh: "The scene at that time and the screaming, it was really... tsk tsk... The love is so deep! The love is as deep as the sea! The love is so sad! Mr. He is so lucky!"

"..." Shu Jifeng endured it.Forget it, for the sake of saving his own life, let him ridicule a few words.

Seeing that Shufeng didn't answer her, Zuo Qingyue also stopped talking.The two of them were counting the stars on the roof, Zuo Qingyue gradually felt the long-lost sleepiness, she was closing her eyes and preparing to go to sleep, when suddenly she heard the uncle twitching his legs and nearly rolling down, and whispered: "Yes Grasshopper!"

5. Handsome Brother Zuo is an online matchmaker

A disciple of Tangtang Fengjiao was almost scared off the roof by a grasshopper, this incident almost made Zuo Qingyue laugh to death.Originally, before this, Zuo Qingyue still kept a little distance and respect for him because of Shiwai Yunshan, but now there is only pure teasing:

"Hahahaha, the disciples of Fengjiao are afraid of a little grasshopper! Hahahahaha... Uncle Boss, you really impress me!"

"Laugh at you, uncle!" Ever since I met this person, I have been unlucky one after another, and this unscrupulous ridicule made Shu Jifeng very unhappy to hear it.In retaliation, he abruptly removed a tile and threw it towards Zuo Qingyue.

Zuo Qingyue caught it with her bare hands, and said, "Hey, Uncle Boss, you are not allowed to demolish the roof!"

"Just tear it down! What can you do to me?" How could Uncle Jifeng bear others talking to himself like a coaxing child?With a clap of hands, the white fan of attachment floated over.

Zuo Qingyue used local materials, and used the tiles that Shu Jifeng had just thrown over as weapons.

The two performed ten tricks in a row, but they were evenly matched.

Uncle Jifeng knew that although he would not lose, he could not get any advantage, so he could only stop and gave him a cold look.

Unexpectedly, this stare directly made Zuo Qingyue smile with her hips on her hips.

"Laugh at you... ancestor!" Shu Jifeng jumped off the roof, slammed the door, returned to the room just now, and closed the window tightly to prevent grasshoppers from crawling in.

Zuo Qingyue couldn't help laughing heartily on the roof, alarming several wild dogs on the mountain.

In the early morning of the next day, when the dew still appeared in the sky, Uncle Feng slept soundly and deeply, dreaming sweet dreams, and Qingyue Villa had already opened its doors to welcome guests.

The guest is He Ming, the embodiment of justice.

"Brother He, let's drink tea." The owner Zuo Qingyue entertained him personally, pouring tea and making bows, not talking about yesterday's life-threatening incident at all.

He Ming has long disapproved of Zuo Qingyue in his heart. Although he went to the mountain of the devil today, he still used his righteous spirit to draw an invisible dividing line between good and evil between himself and Zuo Qingyue, even the slightest There is no sign of weakness in momentum because of the last fiasco.

Zuo Qingyue didn't care about it, and poured [-]% of the newly bought good tea, and offered it respectfully with both hands: "Brother He, thank you for your hard work up the mountain."

"Master Zuo, you are welcome! It will only take half an hour." He Ming never answered these fluffy words.

In fact, Qingyue Mountain Villa is really not a difficult mountain to climb. On weekdays, children aged seven or eight occasionally come to the mountain to play hide-and-seek, or chickens raised by people down the mountain come to the mountain to lay eggs.

"Ahaha..." Zuo Qingyue could only turn her embarrassment into a smile, "It's all my fault for not taking good care of your uncle and boss. Brother Luo He was worried all night."

"I'm really worried." He Ming took the tea and got straight to the point, "Where is the uncle and boss now?"

"Alas..." Zuo Qingyue seized the opportunity to speak more seriously, only hoping to arouse He Ming's pity, "Boss Uncle injured two wrists last night when he was fighting with the Demon Cultists, and the blood couldn't stop Hold on, I'm guessing he's still in a coma."

He Ming put the teacup on the table with a "bang", stood up and drank