Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

Xiao Xun once made a bond with Xie Ling, and there was a real connection between the two. Xie Ling felt it clearly, but he still couldn't help asking.

The butterfly fluttered its wings on Xie Ling's finger and responded silently.

"Xiao Xun?" Yue Jiugui stuck out his head towards the opposite side, his expression more surprised than before.

Xie Ling and Die ignored him.Xie Ling raised his hand, lifted the butterfly to the level of his eyes, looked around, and asked, "Have the turbidity and Yinxu been dealt with?"

The butterfly flapped its wings again.

"You can't speak now?" Xie Ling saw some clues.

The butterfly wings drooped, then raised again, trembling slowly.

A wind blew up in the side hall, and the wind blew a piece of colored paper down in front of Xie Ling, and there was another thud, a certain drawer opened, and a pair of scissors flew out.

Hanshan Qidao's young master got married today, the colored paper prepared should be bright red, and the scissors were also tied with bright ribbons, it was very festive to put together.

"What is this for?" Xie Ling asked.

Yue Jiugui tentatively asked, "Let you cut the window grilles?"

The butterfly flew to the colored paper, and then circled around the scissors.Xie Ling pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay."

What good?Yue Jiugui didn't understand at all.

This is obviously his home, but he feels that he is so redundant.

"I have to go out to entertain guests, you guys talk slowly. As expected, it's my happy day, double happiness!" He laughed dryly and stood up, before waiting for the person and butterfly to respond, he rushed out from the long window.

Xie Ling watched him go away with a little apology on his face.

Butterflies fluttered around Xie Ling, drawing soft arcs of light around him.Xie Ling turned his attention back to it, looked at it for a while, and picked up the scissors and colored paper.

Kacha Kacha, not long after, Xie Ling cut out a paper figurine, not much bigger than a slap, complete with arms and legs, nose and eyes, loose clothes, loose hair, temperament similar to Xiao Xun himself.He pulled the butterfly off his shoulder and placed it side by side with the paper man on the table.

"Okay." Xie Ling said.

The butterfly rubbed against the back of his hand, turned back to the crimson light of the first arrival, circled in the void, and flowed into the paper figurine.

The next moment, the paper figurine stood up, shook its hands and stretched its legs, turned its head and lowered its head, looked at the front and back of itself, and said in a satisfied tone, "I didn't expect that Master's paper-cutting skills are also very good."

It was Xiao Xun's voice, low and soft, with a natural sense of coldness.

Xie Ling hadn't heard this sound for five years, and his expression was suddenly in a trance.He quickly smiled again, picked up the corners of the cut colored paper, and put them on another table together with the scissors tied with colored satin.

The paper figurine walked up to Xie Ling step by step, opened his hands, made a gesture of hugging, and said to Xie Ling, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's not too late." Xie Ling pushed the little paper figurine to the side with the end of her chopsticks, picked up a shrimp and said while peeling the shell, "I planned that if you don't have another two or three years When I come back, I will..." After that, he didn't say anything.

Undaunted, the paper figurine approached Xie Ling again, rolled up his wrist, moved up a bit, found a place on his arm and sat down, dangling his legs and asked, "Just what?"

"I'll build a grave for you as if you're dead." Xie Ling said unhurriedly as he put the shrimp dipped in the sauce into his mouth.

"Then I'll marry you again?" The paper figurine's tone was full of joy, "I love the way you walk towards me in a wedding dress, and I'd be happy to marry you a hundred times."

Xie Ling: "..."

While the paper figurine spoke, it threw a wave of spiritual power on the table.The bright red and oily crayfish began to leave the vegetable bowl one by one. They peeled off their shells and separated the shrimp meat. The shrimp meat was rolled into the sauce and finally flew into Xie Ling's bowl.

"What else do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." The paper figurine said with its waist in its way.

"Why did you marry again?" Xie Ling muttered the guy's last sentence.

"Then you marry me, we each marry once." The paper figurines spread their hands, "How about a grander next time? You spread ten miles of red makeup to marry me, and the happy money is scattered from the east of the city to the west of the city, and from the foot of the mountain to the mountain. Well, I still have to carry eight big sedan chairs."

"Okay." Xie Ling said with a smile, stretched out a finger, and pushed the guy down.

The paper figurine Xiao Xun was at peace with the situation, raised his legs, and lay lazily on Xie Ling's arms.

Xie Ling doesn't like waste, as long as he doesn't hate it too much, he will eat it in his bowl.Right now the bowl is full of crayfish, which is his favorite again, so he slowly ate the shrimp meat bite by bite.

When he was almost done eating, Xiao Xun used his spiritual power to serve a bowl of soup.

"You've lost weight." Xiao Xun muttered in a low voice.

Xie Ling raised his eyebrows halfway, not wanting to talk about this matter, and asked Xiao Xun: "How did you become like this?"

"Now I am a ray of soul, and my main body is in your Dao hall. I didn't find you after I went back, so I turned into a butterfly and flew out." Xiao Xun replied, and suddenly murmured: "Speaking of which, I turned into a butterfly to find you , isn’t that a bad implication?”

"Can't you get out of your body? What has become of it?" Xie Ling paused, his brows furrowed again, and his expression became serious.

"It's not a big problem." The paper figurine turned over and sat up, patted Xie Ling's arm lightly, and said soothingly, "You'll know when you get back in a while." The second half of the sentence hides more or less eagerness.

Xie Ling was a little distracted by Xiao Xun's eagerness to settle down, and because of this impatience, he made a tease.He started to drink the soup, and after drinking most of the bowl, he said to Xiao Xun casually: "Yue Jiugui invited me to stay here for a few more days, and go back after tasting this year's crab. I think it's good."

"How many days? I saw it on the way here. The crab is far less plump than the autumn crab. If you don't eat it, I will take you to Yanghu Lake to eat it in autumn." Xiao Xun immediately objected.

But Xie Ling said: "Eating the crabs here is not in conflict with eating crabs in autumn."

"Eating the crab here is more important than going back to see me? Don't keep it, don't eat it." Xiao Xun jumped on the table, stood in front of Xie Ling, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

A smile flashed across Xie Ling's eyes, he drank the soup slowly, ate the remaining shrimp meat, put down the silver chopsticks and stood up after finishing the last bite, looked at the screen and the main hall full of guests behind the screen, and walked towards the long window.

The paper figurine was still standing on the table puffed up with its arms folded.

Xie Ling glanced back at him: "Shall I take you back, or do you go by yourself?"

Xiao Xun came to his senses: "It turns out that you deliberately teased me just now."

"Aren't you going to wait for Yue Jiu to come back to worship?" Xiao Xun asked, and immediately replied: "That's right, he must just have a smirk on his face, it's not very good-looking."

The paper figurine Xiao Xun rushed to Xie Ling's shoulder and sat down.

In comparison, the sun's shadow deflects by a few minutes and becomes obliquely elongated on the ground.In this courtyard, flowers that Xie Ling could not name were planted in clusters of pink and yellow brocade, swaying gently in the golden sunlight.There are insects singing in the grass, and birds singing on the treetops, the sound is clear and clear.

Xie Ling found the cloud turtle by the pond, it was teasing the koi inside, when it heard Xie Ling's shout, it just wagged its tail, as if unwilling to talk to it.

"There are not many people from the world, why not let it be a representative here, anyway, it can find a way back." Xiao Xun suggested.

Xie Ling took the paper figurine on her shoulder and set off on her way home.

In these years, he has never practiced the Eight Classics seriously, but his skills and cultivation have improved, and his sword speed is far faster than before, and he returned to Hefeng in an hour.

Xiao Xun said that his body was in the Taoist hall, Xie Ling searched around, but found no one, only saw an extra tree outside the small building.

This tree is as thick as a person's arms, and the crown is like a cloud, with thin and dense roots hanging down. The body of the tree is dark red, so deep that it is almost like ink.

"You turned into a tree." Xie Ling looked at the tree that suddenly appeared, and said thoughtfully.

Xiao Xun's soul sitting on Xie Ling's shoulder escaped from the paper figurine, circled around Xie Ling, and merged into the tree.

A stern voice came from the tree: "It didn't become a tree, it just lived in it temporarily."

Xie Ling walked under the tree, raised his palm against the tree, and said in a low voice, "You have become a weak tree demon who can only let some souls come to find me."

"It's not a tree demon." Xiao Xun corrected again.

"You also squeezed away the flowers that originally grew here." Xie Ling glanced at the soil under the tree, her voice became softer.

Xiao Xun: "What do you mean by squeezing away? I moved them to other places in a safe and secure manner."

"Then how did you move yourself here? Will you bloom? Will you bear fruit after blooming?" Xie Ling asked questions one after another, and the palm-to-palm movements turned into taps, and then walked around the tree. .

"...To be precise, I can't be the same as this tree." When Xiao Xun said this, the leaves of the tree were shaken by the wind, making a rustling sound.

Xie Ling grabbed a leaf that fell in front of her, and blinked slowly: "How long will it take you to transform?"

"I'm not a tree demon, so I don't need to use the term of incarnation." Xiao Xun's tone gradually turned helpless, "Well, I'm a tree demon, your own tree demon. You break off a branch, a small piece."

The treetops moved.

"Usually only those who are beautiful are called 'demons'." Xie Ling muttered, and with a swipe of his sword, he cut off a section from the nearest branch and reached out to catch it.

"I heard, you are praising me." There was a smile in Xiao Xun's words.

The branch held by Xie Ling emitted light, which swelled into a ball, and the light ball expanded rapidly, outlining the appearance of a person.

The silver-haired young man in red came out of the light, stretched his waist, and said to Xie Ling: "Now that I have transformed, I can move freely around you."

Xie Ling was stunned for a moment, opened his lips to speak, but was unable to speak.

Xiao Xun approached with a smile, and made Xie Ling back step by step in the usual way, until his back touched the tree trunk.Xiao Xun moved the tip of his nose to the side of his face, and asked softly, "What should I do first?"

The wind brought the fragrance of flowers, but what filled Xiao Xun's nose was the quiet sandalwood from Xie Ling's body.

The crimson robe flutters gracefully, intertwining and then entangled with the shabby red dress.Xie Ling's hair was blown up, Xiao Xun grabbed a lock and put it on his lips to kiss: "Master, your hair is so long."

Xie Ling turned her face away and lowered her head slightly.

Xiao Xun always liked to use kisses to make Xie Ling raise his head, but when he raised his head himself, he saw that the corners of Xie Ling's eyes were red.

Xiao Xun's heart was stabbed severely, and he wanted to say something, but Xie Ling grabbed his collar and pulled him closer.

Xie Ling pressed her lips against his, calling his name in a low voice.

Shabby, shabby, shabby.

Shabby.

It is a thousand-layered mountain with thousands of heavy waters, clouds breaking through the moon, and the bones are rugged.

"Well, I'm back." Xiao Xun responded, clasping Xie Ling's fingers tightly.

After sucking the kiss and nibbling lightly, Xiao Xun's voice brought back a smile, and said in a tone almost coaxing: "Master, I am a tree now, and the tree rooted outside your window will not go anywhere except by your side." .”