Looking for green hills

The two stayed in the bedroom for a while, and after breakfast, Gu Yuanshan wanted to take the goblin to the study to study his homework. He has been too slack lately and left behind a lot of homework, so he has to race against time to make up for it.

Unexpectedly, the little goblin was unwilling.

"My lord, I want to go to the foot of the mountain to find Meng Xiao. I have something to ask him."

"Meng Xiao? Who is Meng Xiao?" Gu Yuanshan's voice was low and muffled.

Xiaoqing didn't know it and replied with a smile: "I told you last time, the senior I met at the foot of the mountain, he also cultivated the bamboo of spiritual consciousness."

Gu Yuanshan remembered that the little goblin had indeed mentioned it to him once, but there was something he didn't know, so he insisted on asking others for advice? !

"What do you want to ask him?"

Xiaoqing faltered and said with evasive eyes: "Ah...it's okay, young master, go read your book, I'll go first!" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gu Yuanshan's reaction, he turned around in a circle, and suddenly disappeared. No one was there.

Seeing the anger disappearing in front of him, Gu Yuanshan shook his sleeves, walked into the study and slammed the door shut.

Xiaoqing fell into the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, went to Meng Xiao and called out, seeing no one answered, he stretched out his hand and shook the bamboo body, "Meng Xiao, Meng Xiao, wake up, I need your help with something!"

"Stop shaking, I'm dizzy." Meng Xiao finally spoke.

Xiaoqing sat on the ground and looked at him, "Meng Xiao, I want to ask you, what gift should a mortal person give on his birthday? I have learned how to make longevity noodles with the shopkeeper's wife, but I don't know what gift to give , help me!"

"Hmph, you have to give gifts when cooking birthday noodles. You won't be addicted to cooking, right?!" Meng Xiao said with a bit of resentment, "You are talented and full of aura, and you have cultivated a human form in 500 years. If you concentrate on After practicing for a hundred years, it is not impossible to be among the immortals, but you have sharpened your head and want to jump into the world of mortals!"

Xiaoqing was trained to bow her head, but she was very firm in what she said: "I...I will be by the son's side, I like the son, he is my husband-in-law!"

Meng Xiao sneered as if she had heard a big joke: "Xianggong? Do you know what a Xianggong is? He asked you to call him that?"

"No...he won't let me call him that...hey...but I don't care, he is my husband! The shopkeeper's wife said that as long as we can be together for a lifetime, we are my husband!"

Meng Xiao didn't want to argue with him on this meaningless topic, so she simply shut up and ignored him.

Xiaoqing reached out and shook his branch again, and said coquettishly: "You haven't told me what gift I should give! Don't ignore me! Meng Xiao... Good Meng Xiao..."

Meng Xiao was tempered by him, so she said helplessly, "It doesn't matter if the gift is expensive or not, the most important thing is the thought..." When he said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and there was a hint of melancholy in his voice, "Our bamboo spirit There is a tradition that you may not know, to make your own bamboo branch into an object and give it to others, as long as that person wears this object, you can perceive him anytime, anywhere.”

Xiaoqing jumped up excitedly, "Really? Then I must make one for you son! It's just... what should I do?" He scratched his head in confusion.

Meng Xiao thought about how a good person would send the Buddha to the west, so she replied: "I remember that the princes in the capital always wear purses on their bodies, why don't you make a bamboo purse and give it to him."

"Purse...Okay! Let's make a purse, so that you can carry it with you every day in the future. Good Mengxiao, please teach me how to do it!"

......

Xiaoqing stayed at the foot of the mountain until the sun went down before returning to Qingshanju. The plaque of "Qingshanju" was hung on the gate of the courtyard. Every time Xiaoqing saw this plaque, her heart was full of tenderness. It was as sweet as falling into a honey jar, he smiled, jumped, and ran all the way into the study room, before even knocking on the door, he slipped into Gu Yuanshan's arms, "My lord, I'm back~"

Gu Yuanshan ignored him with a gloomy face, his eyes were fixed on the book but he didn't even look at him, Xiaoqing climbed onto his lap and hooked his neck to look at him, "My lord, why don't you take a look at me..."

Gu Yuanshan stood still, his sharp facial features tensed like a volcano about to erupt, "Why should I look at you? I went out early in the morning and came back after it was completely dark. It's hard for you to remember the way home."

"Of course I remember! I know how to spell, and I came back in a blink of an eye, hehehe..." Xiaoqing danced and demonstrated to Gu Yuanshan while talking, not noticing that Gu Yuanshan was so cold that it was about to freeze face!

"Go down!" Gu Yuanshan said in a deep voice.

"Ah? I don't, I don't! I haven't seen you for a day, let me hug..." Xiaoqing slid into his arms regardless, kissed and licked his face, and her little butt was also there He kept rubbing against his body, and Gu Yuanshan's face was licked with saliva, and his body also reacted, the anger on his face could no longer be restrained.

Where is the bamboo for this little goblin?It is clearly a highly poisonous poppy flower, which will captivate people's hearts and souls.

"Don't move around..." Gu Yuanshan pinched his buttocks and pressed him against himself, "Tell me what you have been doing all day?"

Now it was the little goblin's turn to be speechless. In fact, he really wanted to wrap his arms around Gu Yuanshan's neck and say to him, "I'm making a gift for you!" But the shopkeeper's wife told him that he must wait until his birthday before giving the gift Take it out, so that there will be surprises, so he can only shake his head with wide eyes, "No... nothing, I just chat with Meng Xiao."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, my lord, stop asking!" Xiaoqing really couldn't resist Gu Yuanshan's questioning, so she could only act coquettishly and try to fool her.

Gu Yuanshan's slightly calm face became stiff again, his thin lips were pursed tightly, the mist in his affectionate eyes was burned away by the fire in his heart, he walked out of the study with a sullen face, and left Xiaoqing alone in there.

That night, no matter how the little goblin acted like a baby or sought favor, Gu Yuanshan just refused to sleep with him in his arms. In the end, the little goblin could only turn around and sleep alone with the pillow in his arms.

I thought that if I left him alone for a day, the little goblin would obediently stay by my side and stop running around, but I didn't expect the little goblin to disappear again the next morning.

Gu Yuanshan was restless all day long. He tried his best to suppress his anger and sat in the study until evening. Seeing that the little goblin still hadn't come back, he couldn't help it anymore and went down the mountain with a lantern to find someone.

The mountain road in the evening was not easy to walk. It took Gu Yuanshan an hour to reach the foot of the mountain. The hem of the moon-white gown was stained and black. He didn't care about it at all, and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest with a lantern.

There was a desolate sound of partridges in the deep mountains, the mountain wind blew past Lin Yu, and the green bamboo leaves rustled in the wind. Gu Yuanshan's hair was not curly, and the ink-like black hair was blown up by the evening wind, sometimes covering his eyes. Gu Yuanshan lazily opened his eyes, his hands were thin, white and clean, and he gently held the hair behind his ears.

Walking to the depths of the bamboo forest, I finally found the goblin.

Sitting in the bamboo grove, Xiaoqing was dressed in green, holding her chin and talking non-stop to a branch of Xiaoxiang bamboo. The slender figure and the bamboo sea almost merged into one, so ethereal and illusory.

Gu Yuanshan stood not far away and called him: "Qing'er, you're home."

Xiaoqing turned her head and saw Gu Yuanshan's moon-white figure standing in the waves of the bamboo sea, the lantern in his hand shrouded his body with a dim yellow halo, casting a layer of gentle light on his clear and handsome face.

Xiaoqing ran towards him, flying into his arms like a blue butterfly, "Master, why are you here?"

"Take you home." Gu Yuanshan responded coldly.

Xiaoqing took his arm and pulled him to the branch of Xiaoxiang bamboo, "Master, this is Meng Xiao, my good friend." After speaking, he turned his head and said to Meng Xiao: "Meng Xiao, this is Mr. Meng Xiao. Let's say hello."

"Oh, there's no need to say hello, I don't want to have anything to do with humans." Meng Xiao replied in a bad tone.

Gu Yuanshan smiled sharply, "I don't think it's necessary either, let's go, Qing'er."

"Qing'er, Qing'er, you are so happy. I wonder if you can still remember who Qing'er is after you leave Zhaoyao Mountain?" Meng Xiao's voice was full of deep hostility, and Gu Yuanshan could hear it clearly.

Xiaoqing quickly grabbed Gu Yuanshan's arm and asked, "Master, are you leaving?"

Gu Yuanshan patted his head as if to comfort him, and said in a cold voice: "I am here, so he will stay with me here. If I leave, I will naturally take him with me. Don't worry about our affairs!" After finishing speaking He pulled Xiaoqing back, Xiaoqing turned her head and shouted at Mengxiao: "Hey...Mengxiao, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to you tomorrow!"

Tomorrow, and tomorrow? ! !

Gu Yuanshan felt that he was crazy to walk down the mountain road for an hour to find this little fairy. Not only was he not grateful, but he would go down the mountain to have a private meeting with others tomorrow!He keeps saying that he likes himself, even called his husband-in-law, but now he hangs out with others every day, does he think that Gu Yuanshan is dead? !

With a gloomy face all the way, Gu Yuanshan threw Xiaoqing onto the bed after returning to the bedroom, and asked sharply, "Come to see you again tomorrow?!"