The three-step method of raising mermaid

In the afternoon, Ren Que was reading a book on the couch in the east room. He turned over a page of gourmet food map, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a sneaky figure outside the window.The sun was dry and hot, and the tiles were clear, Ren Que lowered his eyes, quietly hiding his breath.

The Smiling Tiger toy vibrated on the table, making a small buzzing sound like an earthquake. The guys outside the house paused, and after a while of chattering, a dark and thin shadow was reflected on the window paper.

Yunhuang's phantom appeared, and she was about to speak to persuade the little things outside the house not to come in, when Ren Que's eyes made her sweat.

Ren Que narrowed his eyes, curled his fingers slightly, and tapped on the table, his voice was very soft: "He came here to seek death?"

"Maybe I just went to the wrong door." Yunhuang laughed quietly, lacking confidence in speaking.

Just as he was talking, the little thing outside the door made a series of childish and cheerful sounds, and the dark shadows on the window paper moved with the sound, and then, a small hand knocked politely on the door.

Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock

As if it had been agreed upon, the sense of rhythm and rhythm concealed a mystery, Ren Que stared at Yunhuang without saying a word, his dissatisfaction was evident on his face.

In the embarrassment of the silent confrontation, the atmosphere seemed to condense into frost, Ren Que's sharp eyes were like arrows, and Yunhuang was like a light on his back.She was thinking of a good way to get Chu Yu away, when she suddenly saw Ren Que laying out the books on the table, lazily leaning on her chin to give orders.

"Let him in."

Yunhuang broke into a cold sweat, and chanted the spell lightly, a ball of flames in the shape of a small fish flew out from her side, passing through the hard and thick wall, causing the thing outside to cheer happily.

Ren Que took off the nut crumbs that fell from the Vatican robe, and saw a small gap in the door with a blank expression.

The movement of that thing was not as flexible as Ren Que had imagined. The dimly lit main hall was paved with a bright strip of light. The first thing that came in was a bright and bright tail. With a loud cry, the doorknob came out with half a thug face.

There is a half screen on the left side of the entrance, made of golden silk wood, and a vigorous tree grows in the painting.Ren Que on the couch could not be seen from Chu Yu's direction, he glanced at Yun Huang, flicked his tail, and happily slid into the room.

"Woooo!"

Ren Que's eyes followed the delicate shadow on the screen, and the young mermaid's cry that had never been heard was in his ears.He had learned mermaid melody in books, but when he heard it for the first time, he was really surprised.

The shadow and the screen merged together, a tray full of pastries came out first, five small dishes of sweets were exquisite and beautiful, and then a pair of watery eyes, that face full of excitement and youthful joy turned to Ren Que on the couch , The cry was suddenly strangled in the throat.

"Wow!"

Chu Yu's expression changed to panic, he threw away his hands, he didn't even care about the pastry, turned his head and knocked down the screen, and fled. Seeing that he was about to reach the door, suddenly a gust of wind blew from outside, and the door slammed shut.

boom--

The muffled sound of some kind of mollusk hitting the door was deafening, Ren Que Zhaofeng picked up the plate, put the pastry plates on the table one by one, and took a piece of mung bean cake to sip.

The low and pitiful whimpers became louder and louder, and the slippery loach at the door lay on the collapsed screen, covering its painful forehead with both hands, and dared not move for a long time.

Ren Que watched the farce with cold eyes. After a while, the owner of the room became impatient with the crying, and the silver chain came out from the couch, tied up the noise maker, and threw it on the ground in front of Ren Que.

"Ouch-"

Chu Yu's hands and tail are tied, and he can only use the most basic ground bounce to control the direction. His eyes and nose are red, as if he has been bullied, and he has half of the tail tip in his mouth. He is weak, pitiful and helpless exposed to Ren Que's scrutiny.

"Is it interesting to break into other people's rooms?"

Ren Que sat on the narrow couch, fine dust floating in the air, like a slow-moving elf on the seabed under the sun.He rested his elbows on his knees, leaned slightly, and looked straight into Chu Yu's eyes.

Chu Yu couldn't understand Ren Que's words, but his instinct drove him to put on a submissive posture. He lowered his eyes and tried his best not to disobey Ren Que in his demeanor, but he was actually terrified.

I really don't understand how Nan Ruo has the patience to raise such a troublesome fish. It's better to throw it into the abyss of Luohai to fend for itself.

It was sunny outside, and it was freezing cold inside, Ren Que continued flipping through the food guide in his hand, and ate a piece of pastry casually, acting like a rich man.After he finished the second plate, he raised his head on a whim, and found that Chu Yu was looking at him with teary eyes.

"Pickled fish eyes..." Ren Que raised his eyebrows and said in the most gentle tone.

Chu Yu's pupils shrank rapidly into a diamond shape, and he closed them, weeping and weeping as a young creature was oppressed.

With the lessons learned from the past, Ren Que began to observe Chu Yu deliberately.

No matter in terms of age or physique, Chu Yu fully meets the standards of a young mermaid. The IQ of a mermaid at this age is close to that of a small crab in a pot, and he has no advantages except his tough temper—oh, he seems to be edible.

Ren Que had many conjectures about why Nan Ruo refused to report Chu Yu's identity, and the only reliable one was Chu Yu's origin.

At the beginning, Nan Ruo took Ren Que in for more than ten years before reporting his identity to the supervisor's headquarters, because at that time Ren Que's enemy was the rampant fan bird hunter in the supervisor's territory. Ruocai discloses Ren Que's identity.

Could it be the same situation this time, or that this fish was snatched by Nan Ruo from the top regulators?

Chu Yu, compared to other mermaids, was extra greedy.

Ren Que thought about it, broke off half of the pineapple cake and ate it, the golden-yellow fruit was left in strands, and before he could eat it, Chu Yu carefully turned his head and continued with his ill-fated pastry.

An almost inaudible low sigh and moan came from the mermaid's throat. He pressed his face against the dusty ground, looking desperately at the pineapple cake that he hadn't dared to eat all morning, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.

"Chu Yu, do you want to eat this?"

Ren Que threw the gourmet picture book he was reading on the ground, and the pages of the book rolled with the blown air current, and after a clatter, they landed on a vivid picture.

Chu Yu cast a look that would rather die than submit. The large paragraph of text on it was like a heavenly book, but when he saw the combination picture of soda and pastry, the tip of the tail representing the happy little fish swayed slightly.

On the east side of the Ukiyo Corridor, there is a large awning boat that can only accommodate six guests. The bow of the boat is like a fox's head. The store is a pair of elderly vixen, who have been traveling for a long time, and finally settled in the Ukiyo Corridor.

The snowy glutinous rice is used as the filling, and the plum sugar boiled in a slow fire is used to make the bottom of the plate.

The fragrance was almost overflowing from the picture, Chu Yu's eyes straightened, his lips parted, revealing half of his sharp teeth.

Shark teeth?

Ren Que's eyes were sharp, he straightened up slightly, and suddenly said: "As long as you are obedient, I will take you to eat, how about it?"

Chu Yu swallowed the saliva that was about to leak out, and nodded emphatically, relying on his hearing that was worse than tofu dregs.

Luoshen Mansion floats on the Luohai Sea. There is an artificial island in the three seas outside the backyard. It used to be an elegant stage, but it has been abandoned for many years.Ren Que took Chuyu across the sea and the coast, and the cold sea bamboo grew wantonly on both sides of the winding path. The black bamboo stems and leaves were wide and densely packed together, blocking the vast skylight layer by layer.

The path is gloomy, a corner of the deserted mound-like stage and forest leaves is exposed, the wooden door has collapsed, and a corner of the three-story square building is also missing.The bricks and tiles were rotten, and the weedy ground smelled damp. It was very quiet, perhaps in the middle of the sea, and there were not even the usual bird calls.

"Chu Yu, do you want to eat plum cakes?"

Standing in the bleak and empty arena, Ren Que turned his head and stared at Chu Yu with serious eyes.

Xiaoyu followed behind him, his gaze was pure and watery, he nodded solemnly, and let out happy cries from time to time.

Ren Que raised his lips and pointed to the deserted stage behind him.

"Okay, you wait for me there, I will give you a flower, counting from the time you tear off the first petal, and when the petals are all gone, I will come to you with cakes."

As he spoke, a blue rose appeared in his hand.

Chu Yu raised his head and stared at Ren Que, Ren Que was stunned by the undisguised longing and trust, Xiaoyu took the rose in Ren Que's hand, and wiped his lips against his fingertips.

In Ren Que's eyes, Chu Yu quickly jumped over the clumps of desolate and desolate weeds. The desolate platform with the moisture and coldness of the sea has been in disrepair for a long time. After Chu Yu jumped on it, he let out a toothache. Yah, it makes the inside feel ghostly.

But that fluorescent blue rose bloomed faintly between Chu Yu's lips, and her clear and expectant eyes were like gentle satin, brushing the stems and leaves of the flower.Chu Yu flicked his tail, and the radiant colors revitalized the dark stage. He carefully picked off a petal, and the scattered blue light spots looked like fireflies in the forest.

"Wow!"

Chu Yu raised his eyes and let out a soft cry, as if urging Ren Que to go back quickly.

When the petals are done, you must come back with my pastry.

Ren Que's Buddhist robe was dyed with chill, and the night in the floating corridor came quietly, and the sky engulfed by crimson flames stretched as far as the eye could see.The hustle and bustle of the bamboo forest in the ear has gone, together with the immature and straightforward cry of the mermaid, it has dissipated under the flowing clouds.

The night in Luoshen Mansion is about to cool down again, there is thick moisture in the air, and the wind direction is wrong, I am afraid that a heavy rain is coming.

Ren Que walked into the yard and found a slim figure sitting on the pear tree.

"Why did you give him psychic flowers?"

Yunhuang still has no body, even the extremely weak soul shows real dissatisfaction at this moment. She frowned and looked at Ren Que who entered the door without blinking.

Ren Que glanced at her, there was no blame or anger, just a calm indifference—an indifference that had nothing to do with her and felt no guilt.

"The flower you gave him, he will not be able to tear off the petals until he dies." This time, there was disappointment and anger in Yunhuang's voice.

That's not a blue rose, it's a psychic flower.

Psychic flower, a plant that grows in the ghost forest, is regarded as a treasure in the Swamp of Ten Thousand Monsters. After the leaves disappear, they will return to the dust of the world. Passed down from generation to generation.

Ren Que didn't want to buy plum cakes, nor did she think about bringing Chu Yu back.

"I just punished him for being unruly."

Ren Que stepped into the yard, even refusing to explain.

"Today is his birthday!" Yun Huang emphasized angrily while supporting the tree trunk.

Ren Que lowered his eyes and did not answer the question.

What about birthdays?On his birthday, Nan Ruo hadn't even gone to the border, and didn't even say a word of greeting.Now when a fish celebrates his birthday, everyone pampers and protects him. Those who wash their hands and make soup, and those who are usually not angry also stare at him.

Obviously, it was just a fish of unknown origin.

The door of the main hall opened suddenly, and Ren Que was interrupted by the resentment of barking his teeth and claws, and raised his eyes to fix on Nan Ruo's anxious face.

Silver mail armor, red-tasseled spear, and a supervisor's token pinned to her waist, the tip of the spear was sharp and sharp. She jumped down from the steps, neatly tied up her long hair, and walked with the wind.

"Where are you going?" Ren Que asked hastily, startled.

"The glaciers a hundred miles away in Senxu County trembled. The supervisor sent a message that the suspected Frost Demon had crossed the cordon. Wei Sheng and I are leading people to the battlefield now, and it may take a long time to come back." Nan Ruo smiled apologetically and turned to the east room. After taking a look, he said again:

"I searched around but didn't see Chu Yu, unfortunately I can't celebrate his birthday with him today."

Nan Ruo wore a soft armor on his hands, rubbed his forehead helplessly, and then patted Ren Que's shoulder.

"Ren Que, the gift I gave to Chu Yu is in Xijia's hands, and she is in Wuzhutang, can you go and get it to Chu Yu for me?"

Xu Nanruo's attitude was too frank, and even the haze and disgust in Ren Que's eyes could be filtered out. She showed beautiful dimples, and she retracted her hand, the sharp blade of the spear on her back was dazzling.

The solemn and simple house, the flag of Luoshen Mansion hangs high on the tallest branch of the pear tree, with the waves rushing, never hiding the dirt and malice.

Nan Ruo turned her head and blinked at Ren Que lightly.

Ren Que was on his way to Wuzhutang when it started to rain in the Ukishi Corridor.

Raindrops poured down from the dark sky like waterfalls, thunder and lightning split thick clouds of sorrow, and the towering twelve bells stood upright in the fleeting white light.There was no one on the street, so Ren Que walked back with an umbrella in his hand, holding a waterproof bag in his hand, as leisurely as a young man listening to the rain in a teahouse.

The whole city was submerged in the torrential rain, and even the air that was breathed into the body was sticky and salty, and the dry Buddhist robes were printed with blooming water.Ren Que pressed his eyes, and walked home slowly, regardless of the mud and water on his body.

The things in the bag are not heavy, and they will make weird noises when you walk around. I don’t know what’s in it, maybe you can find out when you open it...

Ren Que thought about it, and when he raised his eyes, he was already standing in front of a pond.

The continuous rain smashed the calm lake surface, and there were marks of anger everywhere. Those resigned duckweeds swayed from side to side, bumping like boats in the small pond.The water was dark and bottomless, and even Ren Que's own shadow could not be reflected.

Subconsciously, he raised the arm carrying the bag to the lake, and let go of his fingertips one by one.The bag was suspended in the air until the fragile lanyard desperately grabbed Ren Que's last bent finger, and the contents of the bag fell downward, making an indistinct sound.

The sound was faint, the rain drowning its cries for help, the pond tearing at it to fall with the abyss.

Just throw it away, Ren Que thought.

Just get rid of everything that got in the way, just make sure it won't show up again, and no one will take what's rightfully his.

Ren Que closed his eyes, let go of his hand, and the bag fell towards the pond.

Everything seems to be split in slow motion, including the traces of raindrops, the trajectory of duckweed after being washed, the brown mud in the cracks in the street bricks, the figure of carp swimming under the ripples and...

That gently swinging tail scale.

It was dull, mediocre, and not half as good-looking as the damned little thing, a fish scale.

"Impressed."

Ren Que opened his eyes, and the chain was as fast as the wind, hooking the bag that was about to fall into the pond in the rainstorm.With a retraction of his arm, the bag returned to his palm, and the two words of gritted teeth vented too much anger.

Tomorrow, he will definitely cook that fish stew.

Half an hour later, Ren Que walked back to Luoshen Mansion. He thought about all kinds of things along the way. Looking at the heavy rain that day, he thought that Chu Yu would not be so stupid that he would not go home.He walked into the yard, watched the lights go out, Yunhuang sat under the eaves and glared at him, only then did he realize that something was wrong.

"He hasn't come back yet?"

"I didn't see it, maybe he died outside." Yunhuang spat at Ren Que without concealment.

Ren Que's face changed, and he scolded Chu Yu several times in his heart for being a stupid fish.

He went to the stage island, and the raging waves tried to engulf the island over and over again, and the sea bamboos roared and roared in the strong wind.The sea is more terrifying than the city, and the natural punishment is extra brave in the open sea. Ren Que's clothes were soaked, and he couldn't open an umbrella. He walked along the muddy road to the stage, and his eyes were taken away by the blue light in the rainstorm .

On the wild island, the abandoned wooden beams desperately guarded the broken walls, and the rainwater formed a layer of depressions on the muddy ground overgrown with weeds.Chu Yu hugged the pillar tightly, and the scattered blue fluorescence never stopped, it fell one by one, and the cycle went back and forth for the eternity of life.

He was stubborn, drenched all over, with his hair sticking to his cheeks, leaning his body to the side with difficulty, and covering the top of the flower with his right hand to protect it from the rain.

One piece, one piece, guarding this platform that is about to tilt.

But no matter how hard he pulled the petals, he couldn't finish pulling them, and no matter how much he waited, he couldn't wait for Ren Que to come back.

The author says:

I'm sorry I'm late woohoo, I'm more, I'm more, I'm more TT