The three-step method of raising mermaid

The ubiquitous scent of sweet-scented osmanthus aroused Ren Que's thoughts, and he stood there silently, until Chu Yu looked at him with moist eyes, he suddenly felt like a dream.

Once upon a time, this scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was as strong and intoxicating as it is now, and Bai Ze was leaning on the couch in the distance, flipping through the book, feeling sorry for the calligraphy he had hidden for hundreds of years and was reluctant to use.

At that time, the locust tree outside the courtyard was blooming with small pale yellow flowers amidst the noisy cicadas in summer, the corolla was slightly white, and the flag petals were nearly round, casting a shade in the green brick courtyard.Jiu Zhao was shaking the dustpan under the tree, sifting out the broken petals clumsily, and setting aside the intact ones, preparing to make painting dyes for Bai Ze.

"I said, can you stop me from taking care of my baby as soon as you come here, isn't the property in Luoshen Mansion not enough for you to squander?"

Bai Zeren is not very energetic, his white hair looks sickly, and he has a shallow scar on his face, which is especially obvious when he makes an exaggerated expression.He looked at the person writing at the desk in the distance, with a helpless expression of dissatisfaction and distress.

It was Ren Que who splashed ink before the case.

He is used to wearing a brown and white robe, the fabric is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the material is hard to find anywhere in the world. It is embroidered with Sanskrit from top to bottom with dark golden silk thread.The wide sleeves were slightly folded, revealing his pale and thin wrists. He was holding a wolf hair brush, spreading out the golden paper, and writing with spirit.

Bai Ze knocked on the table with his fingers, and before Ren Que could reply, he jumped off the couch and walked to Ren Que, just in time for Ren Que to finish work.

"Wu Chu Wu Yu... You really have no literary talents. Such a huge building with thousands of bones actually uses this kind of characters as a plaque."

Bai Ze has read a lot of poetry and books, and he can be regarded as a gifted scholar. He hummed a light and thin mocking tone, and watched Ren Que put the brush back on the pen holder, and the man smiled gently.

"I thought about it. If I want to build a building, I have to let the whole world know that I built it for him, not for others." Ren Que smiled slyly, and he clapped his hands in satisfaction, looking at the big characters with smooth ink , turned his head and said to Bai Ze: "I will leave the original manuscript here, please make a plaque, and I will pick it up in one month."

"Three months, eternal life. To build a building, you must have a plaque that can hold it down. Otherwise, you want the building to collapse in three days?" Bai Ze never listened to other people's orders, and quickly retorted, and Ren Que simply agreed. Decided to give it another two months.

"How is your building going? I passed by Bodhi Luo a few days ago and found that the bones of the building have already been built. You are really willing to use the eternal life to make the bones of the building... That piece of land is at a gold price. Even if you are You might not be able to take it down, right?" Bai Ze was talking behind Ren Que.

The land outside Bodhi Luo is outrageously expensive. Even Ren Que, who was born in Luoshen Mansion, may not be able to spend such a large amount of private property to build a building.What's more, when Bai Ze went to see it a few days ago, he was shocked by the scene of the construction site.

In the center of the residences of dignitaries and nobles, a silver-bone building frame was erected on the most well-lit land, and the silver chains carved with Sanskrit characters were intertwined, forming a rough prototype of a building.They are intertwined with each other to form the strongest support, and even under the ground, there is a reinforced formation hidden faintly.

Ren Que, actually used his own artifact to make the bones of the building, just to build a house with water for that fish?

"Xiang Nanruo borrowed some property and signed a 50-year white labor contract with the old guys, and finally got it." Ren Que felt sick when he thought of the calculating smiles of the old foxes on the upper level of the regulators, but it was a pity that people could not live under the eaves. Don't bow your head.

"Where are the blueprints for the building, are they ready?" Bai Ze felt indescribably excited about the great cause of building the building. He pestered Ren Que and asked Ren Que to show him, but there was nothing he could do, so Ren Que gave him the blueprints .

After browsing at high speed for 3 minutes, Bai Ze's expression became very subtle. He traced the floors one by one, and when he finally looked up, his expression was full of envy and admiration.

"Are you actually going to reproduce the design of the underwater palace on the south bank of Ruoshui in West Brahma Heaven? There is a pond in three steps, and a spring in five steps. How can there be so much water in West Brahma Heaven? It can't reach the sky..." Bai Ze was speechless inwardly, his tone unprecedented surprise.

"Then go to heaven." Ren Que picked up an osmanthus petal in a tea bowl, licked it with the tip of his tongue, and spoke in a soft voice, unlike his usual playful and cold look, who didn't like it.

Bai Ze was stunned by his words, he stared tremblingly at Ren Que's side face, touched the golden paper on the table with his fingers, looked back, and suddenly understood something.

Chu, Yu—every word in his name represents pain and sorrow, suspicion and deceit, but Ren Que doesn't want such Chu Yu, he wants Chu Yu to be safe and smooth, and have a safe life.

According to the legend of the Vatican, if a young bird is on the verge of dying, the mother of the Vatican will build a nest in a sacred tree that has been desolate for a long time. They will build the most indestructible shelter in the world, and they will sing for three days. If the nest is still intact after the thunder disaster, the young bird will be safe for life.

But later, Ren Que felt that the rumors were all nonsense, because he wrote a plaque, but he failed to stay with Chu Yu after all.

He burned the plaque in a fit of anger, thinking in his heart: It must be a prophecy.

Wu Chu Wu Yu - He really lost Chu Yu.

The shade of the trees outside the window floated to the sky far away, Ren Que bit the petals in his mouth, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was so familiar to him that he became sober.

"Woo—" Chu Yu was still splashing on the ground, and the cold moonlight shone in through the torn paper of the window, dripping miserably into the cracks in the tiles.He hugged the gold sprinkled paper back and forth, and was just about to pack it up and steal it away when Ren Que grabbed it by the tail.

"Woo!" Chu Yu hung upside down in the air, like a stretchable gummy, swaying back and forth.He swayed around with the sprinkled gold paper in his arms, but Ren Que took the paper away from his arms.

"Don't look at it, it's nothing to look at." Ren Que's expression was a little complicated, mixed with loss and regret, and some unspeakable nostalgia.He rolled up the paper indiscriminately and held it in his hand, with several creases at once, a cluster of flames ignited at his fingertips, visibly trying to burn the old paper with the naked eye.

Chu Yu froze for a moment, and then, his tail slammed Ren Que's wrist, and frantically rushed to the paper in Ren Que's hand.A man and a fish wrestled together, rolling inwards along the cold floor tiles, making loud ping-pong-pong noises.Ren Que was pushed by Chu Yu, and his lower back slammed into the iron corner of the bookshelf.

"hiss--"

Ren Que gasped, he pinched Chu Yu's waist fiercely, crumpled the paper into a ball with his hands.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want anything from the past, since I wrote it, if I say burn it, I will burn it!" Ren Que's empty chest suddenly ached, and he felt the blood flow backwards, burning his little reason left.He was about to ignite the flame again when a cluster of sharp ice blades suddenly stood in front of his neck.

Following the light and shadow of the ice front upwards, there are Chu Yu's slightly red eyes with tears in his eyes.

His skin is too white, and it is easy to distinguish once he has emotional fluctuations. There is a red mark under his eyes, which is as gorgeous as fresh blood.His pupils stood up, showing unique determination, holding a string of ice blades in his pale palm, facing Ren Que.

"You use bloodline skills on me for this kind of thing?"

Ren Que's face was very cold. He gradually stood up and stumbled, but his expression gradually became fierce.

The powerful demon blood has retained its innate abilities since ancient times, and the race that stands out among countless talents will inherit its own laws, which can be used proficiently from birth.

The mermaid royal family is of the Chu Yu lineage, and the blood skill is called Bingshuang Wuhen.

Ren Que had seen Chu Yu freeze the coastal city for thousands of miles, and the frost and snow covered the corpse sculpture, leaving white curves.Now the fish turned the knife on him.

Chu Yu's tears fell down, he didn't care what Ren Que said, he just stared at the piece of paper, his hand was trembling, then stabilized suddenly, and stabbed Ren Que just like that.

"Okay, I'll help you." Ren Que lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he was already indifferent.The silver-white chains flew suddenly in the small room, and when he retracted his fingers, thousands of chains froze in the air for a moment, and they all attacked Chu Yu.

Chu Yu let out a scream from his throat, the ice blade paused, and finally did not stab Ren Que.He cried and fled around the room, the chains were pressing on him step by step, and the mermaid fled in a hurry, knocking down a piece of things along the way.

He ran against the wall, but suddenly felt a pain in the base of his tail, staggered and fell to the corner, only to hear a bang, and Ren Que suddenly jumped out from behind the bookshelf.

"Woo!" Chu Yu was pinned down on the ground by Ren Que, the chain broke into several pieces, rushed down from the sky and embedded into the floor tiles, imprisoning Chu Yu firmly from head to toe.Ren Que sat straddling Chu Yu's waist, lowering her eyes coldly, with a mean smile on her lips.

"It's you who are not good, if you just listen to me." Ren Que stretched out his hand and summoned the golden paper.The ink-stained paper fluttered down to Chu Yu's side, the mermaid turned her head sideways, howled, and stretched out her hand to reach the paper.

His tears fell patter, and after a while, small puddles formed on a small tile next to his cheek.

Ren Que stared at him fixedly.

Chu Yu tried hard enough, stretched his arms to reach, and rubbed his shoulders against the steel-hard chains, leaving red marks all over the place.Although it hurts, Chu Yu is still enough.But there was still a little distance, a gust of wind came from the crack of the door, and the paper was blown away again, Chu Yu's fingers trembled, his eyes widened, and tears welled up again.

In the silent room, only the sound of low weeping floated in the air, like a bell that gradually amplified, one by one, and finally woke up Ren Que when it reached its peak.

He shuddered all over, and refocused his gaze on Chu Yu, with a flash on his back.

What did he do?But because of a useless original plaque, it went so far.

Chu Yu is just an underage mermaid, and the mermaid pays extra attention to the smell of ink, not to mention that he likes to sprinkle the gold leaf of the gold paper, and it is normal to have an unrelenting desire to possess the prey he gets at the first time. want a piece of paper...

He also said that "as long as Chuyu wants, he can give anything", isn't he, he is not even willing to give Chuyu a piece of paper?

"Sorry……"

Ren Que's back loosened, his tense body couldn't hold on any longer, thousands of chains disappeared out of thin air, Chu Yu slipped and escaped from Ren Que's grip.He swooped in and picked up the sprinkled gold paper, touched it left and right, sniffed it, carefully checked that it was not damaged, then turned his head and stared at Ren Que with his eyes red like rabbit eyes.

Ren Que knelt on the ground, his eyes vacantly fell on the shattered fragments of floor tiles, his eyes suddenly focused, and he saw a streak of blood red.The bloodstain stretched from his hand to the tip of Chu Yu's tail.

It should be the chase just now, the sharp horn of the eternal life pierced Chu Yu's tail.

Chu Yu retracted his tail slightly, and he licked the deep bone crack, and even the blood was swept away, revealing the transparent cuts of flesh.Ren Que's eyes trembled, and the figure huddled on the ground was a thick black mass, looking helpless and pitiful for the first time.He clenched his fists and opened his mouth softly, but he couldn't say anything.

What the hell is he doing...

How could he hurt Chu Yu...

Chu Yu pressed the paper to his heart, and slowly moved closer to Ren Que's side step by step. He let out a slender cry in his throat, and then nudged, and kissed Ren Que's cheek like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Woo..." Chu Yu dragged his injured tail, and threw the hard-won paper aside without even looking at it.He wrapped his arms around Ren Que's neck, raised his eyes in a hoarse voice, and made a series of soothing sounds.

—I don't want it anymore, I want you.

Chu Yu licked Ren Que's tears dry, whispering like this.

"Chu Yu, I'm just..." Ren Que hugged Chu Yu's waist tightly, the mermaid's skin was very dry, with a little sawdust, petite and thin.Ren Que's heart ached slowly, the familiar pain became even worse, and his senses became dull.

"You just selfishly don't want him to remember the things you hid."

A helpless voice came from above the head. Under the moonlight, the man was standing by the door wearing a dark yellow cloak, looking at the mess in the house, and said quietly.

"But I have to say, every time you come, I won't end well here, Ren Que."