My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

Half a cup of spiritual spring water was immediately spilled on the table, and the water flowed down the table and dripped straight onto Rong Huai's hands who hadn't reacted yet, and the cup that rolled towards Rong Huai spun around and barely stopped on the edge.

The spring breeze caressed gently, only listening to the rustling of leaves.

Wisteria stared coldly at the person who had been silent for a long time.

Angry?

That's right, who can have a good temper when he gets slapped by a Lingzhi who was randomly picked up?

But Wisteria was not afraid at all, he was not born to swallow his anger.

Finally, Rong Huai moved, and stretched out his hand towards him, did he want to pull him out, or broke him to vent his anger?

However none.

The hand that was soaked by the water from the spiritual spring passed over him, caressing the tip of the vine with the pleasant and light-scented sleeve robe, itching inexplicably.Then straightened the cup that fell behind him.

Rong Huai, who was still surprised before, frowned slightly, and his expression returned to the same gentleness as before, without the slightest hint of anger.After putting the cup away, he got up and went back to his room to fetch a dry towel to wipe off the water stains on the stone table.

Cleaning up the mess without haste, Rong Huai took the wisteria that he had placed in the sun with a basin, and lightly poked the tip of the wisteria with his index finger wearing a silk glove, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chong Jin, who was poked in the head, ignored Rong Huai.

With an intoxicating voice engulfed in the spring breeze, as if coaxing a disobedient child, Rong Huai then asked, "Do you not like Lingquan water?"

Wisteria remained motionless.

Rong Huai pondered: "Is it because I picked it up early in the morning and it's warmed up in the sun, so it's not very fresh, so I don't like it?"

Wisteria remained motionless.

"Understood, just wait." Rong Huai took the empty glass.

Chongjin:?

Understood?

understand what?

Chong Jin looked at Rong Huai who got up, what is this man going to do?What are you waiting for?

Seeing this man walking towards the Lingquan in the back mountain with the cup, Chong Jin always had a bad feeling.He tried to struggle a bit, trying to get out of the basin.However, the evil spirit did come out, and the strength was completely exhausted, and I accidentally pulled the root, so it is extremely difficult to move now.

Not long after, Rong Huai briskly returned with another glass of spiritual spring water.

He came to the stone table with a smile on his face, looked at the soil that had been completely dried up: "It's because I didn't think carefully, this is the spiritual spring water that I received, it is clear and delicious, you should like it."

It's hard to get rid of the wet and sticky heavy brocade:?

Like a ghost!

Seeing that the cup was pouring down, and the water was about to pour down again, Chongjin only hated herself for not throwing the cup on the ground directly, and smashing it to pieces!See if this person is still pouring water.

Chongjin, who endured the humiliation, moved his body with difficulty, trying to avoid the spiritual spring that was about to fall.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

……

It wasn't wet and cold, and the soil under him was also dry.

Chongjin opened her eyes in surprise and looked up, only to see the cup filled with water hanging from the tip of the vine moved away, and met the smiling face with the backlight.

The index finger gently hooked his slightly tilted vine body: "Sure enough, it turns out that you don't like watering."

After putting the cup away, Rong Huai sat back on the stone bench, couldn't help but gently twisted the vine body with his fingers, and said earnestly with a bit of apology: "I wronged you earlier."

idiot.

Chongjin doesn't like being touched by others, but now that he has no strength, he can only let Rong Huai hold his vine body.

This time, he didn't wake up for long, knowing that this person would not water himself frequently, and finally managed to get rid of the disgusting wet mud, and his sleepiness rose immediately.

In a daze of consciousness, he only knew that this person picked up the scriptures again, unlike before watching quietly, this time he read it out.

"You owe my life, and I will repay your debt. Because of this karma, through hundreds of generations and thousands of kalpas, you will always be born and die."

It was clear and pleasant to the ear, like a ring ring, slowly said, falling into the ear, even the pain and fatigue all over the body were reduced.

"You love my heart, and I pity your face. Because of this karma, after hundreds of generations and thousands of kalpas, I am always bound."

Sometimes God will always favor a person alone, no matter what aspect, it seems to be perfect.Perhaps because of this, the person in front of him was born without spiritual roots and could not practice in this place where monks walked everywhere.

In a daze, Chongjin didn't know what he was thinking, the soul that had been calm for a long time these days was torn apart again, and finally fell asleep completely.

"Only killing, stealing and stealing is the root, so karma and fruit continue."

……

Rong Huai read word by word, inadvertently glanced at the wisteria on the side of his hand, and when he found that the originally stretched vine body had completely softened, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Although Xiao Teng can't speak, and rarely pays attention to him, after getting along these days, Rong Huai, who has always been patient and careful, has also developed a little habit of him.

For example, when angry, the cane will collapse straight and tight, looking like it is about to attack.In contrast, when the rattan is soft, although it is impossible to guess what the little rattan is doing, it is not on guard.

Now the rattan has softened again, I don't know if it has calmed down or is resting.

Ever since I dropped a cup during the day, I learned that Wisteria might not like water.Rong Huai also stopped watering the wisteria more, as the wisteria has spirits, so if he was thirsty, he would take the initiative to ask him for it.

However, Rong Huai was afraid that the wisteria would lack water, so he often put the wisteria in a cool place to avoid problems caused by the sun.

In the evening, when Chongjin woke up, Rong Huai, who had just finished bathing and was wearing a little thin clothes, was loosening the soil for him.Because of the lack of aura, the wet long hair was simply wiped with a towel, then slid down from the shoulders and fell in front of the vine.

Different from the usual clothes that are closed to the top, the neckline of the unlined clothing is slightly open, half revealing the deep collarbone.Under the moonlight, unwiped water droplets condensed on the slender fair neck.

At this moment, because Rong Huai was wearing gloves and bending over, using a small shovel to loosen the soil, when Chong Jin opened his eyes, his eyes were full.

"The mud is too dry."

Before Chongjin could react, a familiar voice came from above, and the warm breath spit on Teng because of the close distance.

Originally relaxed due to lethargy, but still in a trance, Wisteria suddenly woke up and stiffened.

Rong Huai, who was keenly aware of the changes in the wisteria, lowered his head and smiled. He wanted to pinch the taut vine, but when he saw that his hands were still covered with mud, he had to give up: "Do you also think the mud is too dry?"

Taking out the soil and vines together, the three spirit stones buried under the spirit gathering basin had been turned into powder.Because of the previous watering, the soil was tightly coagulated together.

Rong Huai poured water, soaked the soil first, and carefully took out the wisteria inside.

Then rinse off the wet mud sticking to the wisteria with water, and simply give the wisteria a bath.Borrowing the soft light of the night pearl in the room, Rong Huai looked around carefully, and asked doubtfully, "Why haven't the roots sprouted yet?"

What kind of roots do they grow?He is not a young vine, it is too early to rely on roots to live.

Chongjin, who finally got rid of the mud, instantly felt comfortable all over his body. He was in a happy mood, and he could turn a blind eye to the hands holding his vine body.

"Is it because the planting time is too short?"

Rong Huai put the cleaned wisteria on a clean and soft square towel, and then cleaned up the Juling basin.

After washing the spirit gathering basin, laying out three spirit stones and covering it with fresh spirit soil, Rong Huai came to the wisteria.When the wisteria was mentioned, the square towel spread underneath quickly followed.

Rong Huai:? ? ?

After a closer look, I found that the wisteria vine tail was tightly wrapped around the square scarf, and the barbs were firmly stuck into the square scarf.

Rong Huai tugged lightly, not only did not pull, but the wisteria entangled even more tightly.

Chongjin: Oh.

He came out with great difficulty, and the fool went back!

The author has something to say:

You owe my life, and I will pay your debt.Because of this karma, through hundreds of generations and thousands of kalpas, they are always in birth and death.

You love my heart, and I pity your face. Because of this cause and condition, after hundreds of generations and thousands of kalpas, I am always bound.

Only killing and stealing the three is the root, so the karma and the result are continuous.

——The Shurangama Sutra

No typos and ill sentences have been corrected.