My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

Not angry anymore?

Rong Huai was amused in his heart, it could be seen that Xiao Teng paid special attention to the matter of his name, and even deliberately fell asleep to tell him, and he didn't know if it would affect Xiao Teng's injury.

But they have a name, and I thought of giving it another name before, so it's normal for Xiaoteng to be unhappy.

Thinking of the unreal child in his dream last night, Rong Huai smiled even more.He was really a child, he reached out to the wisteria holding the spirit stone on the table: "Chongjin, come up?"

Wisteria looked at the person in front of her, she was used to the soft shoulders, but she always felt flustered at this table.So he stretched out the vine, wrapped it around Rong Huai's fingers, put the spirit stone in Rong Huai's palm, and let someone carry him up.

Back on the shoulders, the vine tip rests lazily on the spirit stone.Last night, I used spiritual energy, and my tendons and veins were broken in sevens and eighties, and my soul was also aching.It was expected that the recovery time would be delayed a lot later, but at least this suppressed the idiot's idea of ​​naming him.

Lingyumen has a strong aura, and Rong Huai has never broken his spirit stone, so he should be able to recover in a short time.

The sunset in the west is bright and gorgeous, and the afterglow of warm colors pours down.I thought that after using the soul last night, his consciousness would be a little weaker, and at least he would fall into a coma for a few days, but he didn't expect that after waking up with the soul, he felt much more comfortable after waking up.

Speaking of which, he remembered the strange feeling he had when he entered Ronghuai's sea of ​​consciousness last night.After he recovered, he had to take another look.

"Chongjin."

Just as Chongjin was meditating, a cup of hot tea was placed in front of him, the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and the people beside him smiled very softly.

Chongjin: What are you doing?

Rong Huai: "This tea is a bitter tea that has been air-dried. It is bitter and sweet. It refreshes the mind and eyesight. It tastes very good. Would you like to try it?"

Chongjin:? ? ?

how to taste

Do you taste the whole vine in a teacup?

He really wanted to see what was in the mind of this idiot who read scriptures and classics all day long!

Seeing that the brocade hadn't moved, Rong Huai took back the teacup with a little regret, and took a sip by himself.

It didn't stop for a while.

"Chongjin."

Chongjin: What are you doing again?

"Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?" Rong Huai asked intimately, and then looked at the sky: "The sun is slightly strong today, maybe it's a little bit sunburned."

Chongjin still didn't respond.

After a while.

"Chongjin."

Chongjin: Why does this person talk so much today? !

Rong Huai squinted his eyes: "Are you Lingzhi afraid of the cold? Do you want to cut some silk and make you a shirt? It can also block the wind."

Chongjin: Oh, you are so thoughtful!

"Well, don't you want it?"

He still ignored Rong Huai.

Another ten breaths.

"Chongjin." The index finger lightly poked the tip of the vine.

Chongjin whose head was numbly being poked and moved: ...Suddenly regretted telling her name.

"Do you have any favorite gadgets? For example, the little windmills and wooden figurines that Junior Brother Eleven and the others often buy. Well, sugar figurines are also good, but I don't know if you can eat them."

Still eating sugar man, really treat him like a child? !

Hearing Rong Huai's babbling, Chongjin couldn't bear it anymore, resisting the urge to stuff the Lingshi into the mouth of this idiot, and pulled the Lingshi off Rong Huai's shoulder calmly.

Came to the farthest position on the stone table, far away from Rong Huai, and didn't bother to look at this dazed idiot.

Finally, there was silence in my ears for a while, and after a while, the group of people who had fun every day, frolicked and climbed trees and entered the water all day came back.

"Eldest brother, elder brother! I'll bring you back a lot of delicious food." Before seeing anyone, the cheerful and excited voice of the youngest eleventh brother of Lingyumen had already been heard from afar.

"Your candied haws are all crushed. If you don't listen to me telling you not to buy this, it will be dirty to death." Fifth Junior Brother's disgusted voice came together.

"This is delicious, I have to buy it for senior brother!" Eleventh Junior Brother's childish voice was full of dissatisfaction.

Then there was the sound of trampling footsteps, Junior Brother Eleven rushed in holding several bunches of candied haws, seeing Rong Huai beside the stone table, he immediately smiled and moved to Rong Huai's side.

"Big Brother."

"I'm back." Rong Huai rubbed the head of Junior Brother Eleven.

The latter pinched five bunches of candied haws, but the town was some distance away from Lingyumen, and the syrup melted on the way, dripping from the hawthorns and flowing down the bamboo sticks.

It doesn't look good, and it's dirty.

After seeing the clean and elegant elder brother in front of him, who was originally full of enthusiasm, he instantly felt ashamed, blushed with embarrassment, and hid the candied haws behind his back in embarrassment.

Rong Huai smiled, and looked behind Xiao Shishi. When Xiao Shishi wanted to hide it deeper, he reached out and took the candied haws in Xiao Shishi's hand, and said softly, "Did you buy it for me?"

Seeing the syrup stained the big brother's clean hands, Little Eleven was eager to snatch it back: "Don't eat this, it's not good!"

Rong Huai lifted his hand back and took a bite.The melted syrup sticks to the hawthorn in pieces. Before I can taste much sweetness, my mouth is full of sourness.

Rong Huai didn't like to eat these snacks, and he seldom ate them. The sourness made his eyebrows twitch slightly.

"The taste is very good."

Xiao Shishi's decadent eyes immediately lit up, and then he said with a little regret: "Yes, it's really delicious! It's just that there's a lot of sugar left. If you like it, big brother, I'll buy it for you again, okay?"

In the past, Rong Huai didn't like to go out, but not at all.When he took this group of juniors and juniors with him, because the master was often away, he had to go to the town to exchange silver and buy clothes, winter quilts and other things for the juniors and them.

But ever since he killed more than a dozen people that time, Rong Huai never took a step away from Lingyumen.

Eleventh brother learned about this from other senior brothers, and while loving his own senior brother, he felt a little distressed.I can't wait to give my best to big brother!

Rong Huai took another bite: "Okay, thank you, Junior Brother Eleven."

Little Eleven blushed even more: "There are more."

He hastily took another half day out of his pocket, and finally took out a pastry wrapped in oil paper.He placed it on the stone table with special care, and lifted the oiled paper little by little, and the alluring peach blossom cake fragrance immediately released.

However, due to people's petty movements, the peach blossom cake in the oil paper was crushed and scattered, and there was no good piece.

Chong Jin glanced at it, and those who knew it thought it was a pastry, but those who didn't knew it was just loose mud.

"Hahahahaha, I told you that peach blossom cakes are too easy to break, you still don't believe me." The others slowly followed into the yard, the third junior brother had the worst mouth, looked at the shattered cakes on the table, and smiled mercilessly Said: "It's a good thing you haven't opened it yet, otherwise I thought it was the leftovers you ate."

"You're talking nonsense!" Eleventh Junior Brother puffed up his face angrily, "It's a big deal, I'll be careful tomorrow."

Children only want to give others what they like the most, and they don't always think so much about other things.

Just as Junior Brother Eleven was angrily about to collect the cakes and throw them away, he picked up a piece of residual cake inside with his index finger, and Rong Huai nodded: "Is this what you often say you bought from Mrs. Zhou's shop in the town? Tian Nuo It’s soft, no wonder you like it so much.”

"You are the only one who spoils him." Fifth Junior Brother said sourly.

Rong Huai smiled.

"Hey, senior brother, why isn't your little vine sticking to your shoulder today?"

The wisteria holding the spirit stone was on the side of the stone table. After joking with the eleventh junior brother, these restless people immediately looked at Chongjin.

"Why do I feel that this little vine is much more spiritual than the spiritual plants I have seen before? Look at it, it still holds the spirit stone! What will happen to it if I snatch the spirit stone away?"

Chongjin: ...

A group of people gathered around like monkeys, and the shadows enveloped the vine body.Apparently they were particularly interested in this wisteria, which they thought at first would not survive a night in the hands of the elder brother, but now not only survived, but also alive and well.

"Is it really alive? Is it a different plant?"

Fifth Junior Brother said, stretching out his fingers, wanting to pinch the vine body that is shining brightly in the sun.

Unexpectedly, Wisteria, who had been quiet all this time, dodged back and avoided her fingers.

Fifth Junior Brother's eyes became brighter, as if he had discovered a treasure: "Look, look, it will hide!"

As if poking a beehive, a group of people were even more excited when they saw Chongjin moving. Several hands surrounded it from all directions, and Chongjin had nowhere to hide.

"Brother, get out of the way, I want to touch too, get out of the way, let me touch."

Seeing that those people were about to touch Ye Zi, Zhong Jin felt extremely agitated.

"Don't make trouble."

At this moment, a voice came from behind, and at the same time five fingers took him and put them in the palm.Caressing the sleeve robe, Chong Jin moved the vine tail to wrap around Rong Huai's wrist, and hid under the sleeve robe, avoiding this group of people impatiently.

"He should be unhappy." Rong Huai said with a smile.

"Xiao Teng is still hiding, it's so shy." Eleventh Junior Brother wished he could also sneak into Rong Huai's sleeve.

Rong Huai pushed this head away amusedly. I don't know if he is shy, but he must be angry.

"His name is Chongjin, don't ask Xiaoteng Xiaoteng to call him."

"Chongjin?" Chu Mo, who was carrying the jug, said, his lazy eyes seemed to see the wisteria inside through Rong Huai's sleeves.

"Did he tell you in his dream?"

"Yes."

"How big does it look?"

"The appearance of a child of four or five years old."

"That's it," Chu Mo nodded, "If a child of four or five years old cultivates into a golden elixir, the child's appearance after transformation will be normal."

"Four or five years old? Isn't that younger than me?" Little Eleven immediately got excited when he heard this: "When will he transform? Master, why don't you take him in too, so I will have an extra junior brother!"

"Then you have to wait for him to transform, and then ask him to see if he is willing to be your little junior." Rong Huai smiled and pinched another piece of peach blossom cake: "How can I buy so many things with pocket money today?"

Hearing the elder brother ask him questions, Xiao Shiyi immediately shifted his attention: "Today someone asked me a lot of things, and after I told him, he gave me money."

Rong Huai: "What did I ask you?"

Little Eleven blinked: "Ask my master and brother what they do."

Hearing this, the wisteria on his wrist moved, Luo Chengmen's people?It seems that it is not enough to suffer from Ronghuai's here, and he is still thinking about Lingyumen, so he came here on purpose to find out the details.

Rong Huai asked again: "Then how did you answer?"

The vine tip couldn't help poking out a part from under the sleeve, and carefully looked at the kid in front of him, but he looked about eleven or twelve years old, with a round bun face, he didn't look smart at first glance.

It's hard not to doubt that the family fortune has been completely revealed.

"I said Master is an alcoholic."

Thief Eleven glanced at Rong Huai, automatically skipped Rong Huai, pulled his fingers, and said directly to the second senior brother: "Second senior brother is an acrobat, third senior brother is a fish catcher, fourth senior brother is a seller, fifth senior brother The sixth brother plays the suona, the seventh brother lies to children, the eighth senior sister cooks, the ninth senior brother moves stones, and the tenth senior brother chats with dogs."

Chongjin: ...

It seems to have said everything, but it seems that nothing has been said.It feels like nonsense, and it feels okay.

"After I finished answering, he asked me again, where did the spirit veins under our Lingyu Gate come from?"

Chongjin couldn't help but listened again.

I saw Xiao Shiyi scratching his head: "I don't know why you ask me this, I don't understand. Just ask him, what is a spiritual vein? Do we have a spiritual vein down there?"

"He didn't answer me either. He originally wanted to give me the spirit stone, but I didn't want it. I asked him to give me a few pennies. I didn't expect him to give me a few coins." Xiao Shiyi smiled and took out his personal purse Come on, he fell down on the stone table and said happily: "I still have a lot left!"

"Wow," the other senior brothers looked at it, and immediately became jealous: "You get silver taels just by talking to others, why doesn't anyone ask me for a question?"

Looking at this group of people still talking and laughing, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with others prying into their details.

Chongjin could tell that the gang in Lingyumen were either big-hearted or really stupid.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and finally saw off the chattering people, Chong Jin was afraid that Rong Huai would talk about him again, so he hurriedly got off the man's wrist.

Rong Huai got up and cleaned up the things on the stone table, and after seeing that the spirit stone in the Chongjin vine had been absorbed, he handed Chongjin another spirit stone.

It seemed that he couldn't help taking off his mask at last, Rong Huai, who was just chatting and laughing with his juniors and juniors, suddenly became ugly.

Because you caught a cold last night?

However, his face was paler, his expression and movements were still orderly and gentle, and he even talked to him with a smile.Should be fine?

However, after a short wait, Rong Huai frowned, apologizing for letting him stay outside for a while, and then hurried to the back of the courtyard.Chong Jin magnified his consciousness, only to hear Rong Huai throwing up.

This appearance is clearly not able to eat those omnivores.

After a while, Rong Huai came back.Chongjin looked coldly at this idiot who pretended to be fine during the day and ate everything he offered to others.

Except for the uglier face, he was still smiling, as if nothing had happened.

After finally waiting for the bath, in the past, he would wrap the heavy brocade with silk, put the rattan on the edge of the window sill, and Rong Huai, who was called absorbing the moonlight, closed the window for the first time.

Just when Chong Jin was wondering what Rong Huai was going to do, this man brought him to the bedside.

Rong Huai deliberately moved half of his body out, and carefully placed the wisteria beside the pillow.By the way, he stroked the body of the wisteria, fearing that it would be uncomfortable to sleep, and covered the wisteria with a quilt so that only a small section of the vine tip was exposed for breathing.

"The window sill is too hard and too cold." Rong Huai squinted his eyes, and his soft voice was a little hoarse because of illness: "It's better for children to sleep in bed."

Chongjin: You idiot, talking so much nonsense while you're sick?

After speaking, Rong Huai pulled up the quilt again, and fell asleep from exhaustion after a few breaths.

In the night, the very close breath hit the vine, obviously hot.I had caught a cold last night, and I ate something I shouldn't have eaten, and now I'm getting sick.

Chongjin was annoyed, and stretched out the vine leaf impatiently to touch the cheek of the person in front of him.

This touch almost burned him.

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