Heaven and tyrants want a home

Lu Fushe Granose chased Sanhua all the way into the main courtyard of Chiting.

It's her first time here too.

Although she would often wander around the entire Zen garden, the pool garden was one of her least favorite places to come.Because there is a large central lake and curved water everywhere, if she doesn't pay attention, the next time she turns her head, she will see her own ugly reflection on the trap-like clear water.

She couldn't stand the excitement.

Carefully hiding behind the neatly manicured garden bushes, Lu Fushe Granose frowned and searched for Sanhua.

This place is no worse than the depression of Baisha Qingsongting, it seems that someone is taking good care of it every day.The same red pine, not to mention the worm shadow, there is not even a single extra pine needle on the ground.

After a few minutes.

found it!

Lu Fushe Granose quickly flashed behind the Mount Sumeru stone which was closer to the outer corridor of the main courtyard, staring at the front with a serious face.

Across the gurgling cool water, Sanhua was placing the wreath in her mouth beside a boy with a solid figure and black hair flaring out.

She met him at the test site, suspected to be Shi Er's brother, Zen Yuan Jin Yi.

Although they look really different.

Shier obviously belongs to the beautiful group.The black hair hangs down slightly on the side of the face, the eyelids are slender and upward, beautiful but not feminine.Jinyi, on the other hand, is the opposite. His facial features do not match the elegance of most people in the Zen Academy, and he has a sense of rebellion that grows wildly.

It seems that this Sanhua was raised by him.

Like the main character, Lu Fushe Granose secretly made a note of the Chanyuan in his heart.

On the verandah, Zenyuan Jinyi, who had no idea that he had offended a vengeful curse spirit, was reaching out to pick up the garland beside him for inspection.

Immediately, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the room behind him, and the maid saw Jinyi, who was sitting barefoot and cross-legged on the veranda, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Master Jinyi, the pine branches have not been infested recently. There may be poisonous insects, please go back to the house!"

"Meals have also been brought to you."

As soon as Zen Yuan heard the words, he just glanced at her, frowned impatiently and said: "Go down, don't bother me."

The maid's face turned pale when she heard this, and she stepped aside, not daring to speak any more.

Jin Yi continued to look at the wreath in his hand.

The basic flower stand is very finely made, and every inch of bending makes him very pleasing to the eye.In addition, whether it is the density of the hydrangea or the feel of holding it, everything is just right, which is very suitable for him.

Was this done by some woman in the Buddhist monastery?

Hua's skeleton is so small, if she wants to wear it, she should be about the same age as him, but there are no girls in the direct line, they can only be of collateral or lower origin.

Thinking of this, Chanyuan Jinichi looked sideways at the maid quite familiarly, and asked, "Are there any children in the other courtyard? Female."

The maid tried her best to think about it, but she was still not sure whether there was a little girl in the backyard, so she could only reply falteringly: "It seems... there is."

"seem?"

Zenyuan even looked at her, the hard black hair that exploded was like a signal that a lion cub was about to get angry, "Is it there or not?"

Seeing this, the maid hurriedly half-kneeled on the ground, and hastily explained: "Master Jin Yi, there are many branches in the other courtyard, and it will not be confirmed for a long time, please give me some more time!"

Upon hearing the words, Zen Yuanzhen frowned irritably, and looked at the wreath in his hand again, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Forget it, wait until you find the person and bring him here, Zenyuan Jinichi took it for granted, without any doubt——

The person who can make a garland is not necessarily a beautiful and cute little fairy, but it may also be his ingenious wolf cub brother.

The five-year-old boy's first love seems to be doomed to a tragic ending before it even begins.

...

Behind the Mount Sumeru stone, Lu Fushi Granose looked at Jin Yi, who brought the garland into the house, showing a heartbroken expression.She was planning to wait for him to see enough and throw it into the Qushui under the corridor before picking it up.Now it seems that she will lose her most beautiful wreath forever....

It's really hard to live.

Turning around dejectedly, Lu Fushi Granose dragged his heavy steps towards Baisha Qingsongting——

Then, he stopped in a small garden full of irises, his eyes shining.

She found herself still narrow-minded.

The previous hydrangea garlands are gone, but she can still have iris garlands. There are newer and better hydrangea garlands, right?

As long as Shi Er can't do it for her, it will be fine!

Thinking of this, Lu Fushi Granose's mood immediately eased, and he rushed directly into the garden, picked off a few purple calamus flowers that were in full bloom, and then happily walked towards the Baisha Green Pine Garden like a dog in the wind.

After 10 minutes, she slowed down, hid the flowers in her stomach, and leaned quietly on the side of a bridge, waiting to avoid a group of children on the bridge.

Judging by his attire, he should be Miao Zi, a collateral art master of the Zen Academy.Some looked about eight or nine years old, and some were four or five years old. A group of people were laughing and talking about something.

"The waste is indeed waste. It is so easy to be fooled. Only magicians who have mastered basic spell control can come out of that room. Let's see if he dares to be so arrogant in the future!"

"It's all your fault for pushing him in so early, I haven't used my magic power yet!"

"Tch, even he is a monster, you will probably be beaten to the ground by him before you can use your magic power..."

"Tch, what is that? It's not a waste without magic power. My father said that a man who is not a magician is not a human. At most, that guy can only be regarded as a dog that can bite people."

"Yes, a dog that can bite!"

There were countless arrogance and contempt in the still immature voice, which made Lu Fushi Granose, who had been listening to the whole process, explode instantly.

Without any further hesitation, she stretched herself as large as possible, crouched by the side of the bridge, staring fiercely at people, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

It's now!

When a group of children had just walked to the bridgehead and the guardrails on both sides were not strong enough to protect them, the low-level spell spirit rushed out like a cannonball. Hit the bridge, and rolled along the side slope all the way into the not-so-deep curved water.

yes!all hit!

Lu Fushen Xiaotang hopped and leaned against the railing of the bridge, smiling and looking at the group of drowned chickens under the bridge.It was even more gloating to see them gradually messing up under the suspicious accusation of one of them, and fighting each other grandly.

Since the rubbish in the monastery can't teach children well, then she can do it for her without any trouble.

After solving this problem, she continued to rush towards the "that room" she heard without stopping.

If I guess correctly, the so-called "that room" must be the training room near the school.There are "tents" for magicians to train magicians, which look like small black tents.

I don't know what happened to him...

Worry flashed across Lu Fushe Granose's eyes, and he speeded up.

...

Inside the "tent" is full of darkness, and the cramped space is extremely oppressive, as if the air will be exhausted in the next second, making the people trapped inside want to use all their strength to escape.

This is the primary training that every sorcerer in the Chanyuan must undergo in his childhood.

In order to train and strengthen the precise control of one's own spell power, special "tents" of different stages are set up in the training room.Each stage has precise requirements for the input of mana power. Except for the most basic place, as long as the "tent" here can output mana power, it can come out without any difficulty.

Zenyuan Shier gritted his teeth and sat in the "tent". Because the space was too cramped, he could only curl up as much as possible, his breathing was short of breath, and the wound on his palm was torn apart because he clenched too hard.

"This "account" is the lowest in the training ground, don't say we don't take care of you, even~" He heard people outside mocking.

The lowest, the lowest indeed.No matter how little mana power is pitiful, as long as it can be output, you can easily get out of it. It can be said that in this strict mana power training ground, it is the only toy that can boost the confidence of the laggards.

But such a gentle toy, to him, a "waste" without magic power, was painful like a cage of thorns, wantonly torturing his self-esteem and pride.

How funny.

Zenyuan Shier thought with a blank face, it was the funniest joke in the world that he was born in a Zenyuan where "one who is not a magician is not a human being" without magic power.

The clenched palms gradually tightened, and the bloody smell spread to the entire "tent" along with the torn wound, and the unwilling anger burned fiercely in a pair of green pupils.

But it's no use not being reconciled, he may not be able to become a magician at all in this life, and he will not be accepted by anyone in the Buddhist monastery.

Seeing that the flame was about to burn out, leaving hopeless embers——

At this moment, a soft touch broke in suddenly, wrapped him involuntarily, cut off all the darkness and coldness, and gently embraced him in his arms.

The Chanyuan Shier could clearly smell the faint fragrance of "her", like the warm sun in spring.

The despair in his heart suddenly shattered at this moment, and he remembered that there was still an existence accepting him in the Zen courtyard.

He is a "trash", but he is favored by the gods.

Lu Fushe Granose looked nervously at the black-haired Zhengtai with closed eyes in her arms, the obvious smell of blood made her heart feel stuffy.

Why did you get hurt again!

Obviously, the allergies on his body have not subsided, but now he has a new wound.

Stretching out her hand angrily, she began to write and draw on the child's back, regardless of whether he recognized it or not.

"Are you an idiot? Why are you hurt again?"

"If this continues, I won't have enough medicine kits..."

Shi Er's back is very thin, and he stumbles when writing, and his hand feels not good at all.

Lu Fushe Granose became more and more sad, and almost couldn't hold back the tears.

Woohoo, her poor cub!

Zenyuan Shier didn't expect that he would add "Mom" every minute, and subconsciously discerned the handwriting behind his back.But helplessly, the movements were too fast and messy, and he didn't understand what she was writing, but it seemed that she was just angry.

After thinking about it, he handed the candy that he had been holding in his uninjured left hand to him, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry."

Seeing this, Lu Fushe Granose burst into tears instantly, big and big drops fell on the child's neck, faintly dripping with cool water.

The Chanyuan panicked, and hurriedly reached out to hug "her", and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you crying?"

Did he make "her" cry?Don't like candy?

Zenyuan Shier, who had never encountered such a situation before, was at a loss for a while, and could only imitate the coaxing posture he had seen before, and be afraid of the fragile god under him in a strange way.

After crying for a long time, Lu Fushe Granose wiped away her tears in embarrassment, slowed down and wrote, "I'll take you out."

She was about to turn around and open the "tent", Shi Er suddenly tightened her hands, stopping her movement.

"?"

Lu Fushi Granose drew a question mark.

Shi Er didn't speak, just hugged her tightly.

If the "tent" was opened, it would be difficult to explain how a person without magic power did it, and he would definitely be suspected of using some means.

"She" will be found.

Lu Fushe Granose didn't notice Shi'er's careful protection of her at all, thinking that he was afraid, so she didn't insist anymore, and let him hold her softly.

Anyway, she's not afraid of the dark.

As time goes by, the body temperature is slowly exchanged in the hug.It was only then that she discovered that the slightly hot body temperature was extremely comfortable for her low-temperature body, and even made her a little obsessed.

When she was so comfortable that she felt a little drowsy, Shi Er suddenly narrowed her eyes and stared at the front, then quickly switched places with her, and the small figure protected her behind her.

?

The dark pupils blinked puzzled.

I saw Shi Er turned his head, put his finger on his lips and gestured to her to silence: "Don't be afraid."

what?

Lu Fushe Granose hadn't figured out the situation yet, the sunlight outside suddenly pierced through the black "curtain" and shone in——

The "account" was lifted.