Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

Inside the main peak, the lamps in the study room were brightly lit.

Under the soft light, Gu Qinglun's face was extraordinarily pale, his eyes were fixed on the page in front of him, and he hadn't turned it for a long time.

There was a wind blowing from outside the window, wrapped in a trace of coldness, and inadvertently rolled up a corner of the page.

Only then did Gu Qinglun come back to his senses, and gently turned the page with his fingertips, but once his thoughts were disturbed, it would be difficult to concentrate.

He raised his head and looked, the wind and snow outside the window were falling quietly, and at the end of the snow field, a small shadow was approaching.

Behind that shadow was his spirit beast Skylark.

Shen Shaotang's body was about five or six years old, and it was a bit difficult for him to walk with short legs. When he was tired and irritable, he suddenly saw the person in front of him.

With a happy face, he ran forward, stood in front of Gu Qinglun and stretched out his arms.

Gu Qinglun looked down at him, his pink and jade-carved face was flushed, and his dark eyes were full of anticipation.

He bent down slightly, picked up the child with his arms, and walked back holding the umbrella in one hand.

Shen Shaotang felt his body was light, and his legs and feet didn't need to be tortured anymore, so he nestled happily in his arms, and said crisply:

"I did it!"

The corners of Gu Qinglun's lips curled up slightly, "Yes."

"You don't praise me, or give me any reward?"

"Then what do you want?"

Sensing the change in the other party's tone, Shen Shaotang pretended to think for a while, and replied, "Well... I'm hungry, and I want to have a big meal, but I don't want fairy fruit and spirit fish!"

Although there are only those things that can be eaten on the main peak, but I am full of this all day and I am about to vomit.

After returning to the room, Gu Qinglun put him on a chair, his eyes fell on his scarred feet, the bloodstains were branded on the white and tender skin, very glaring.

And the little guy was still laughing heartlessly, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Shen Shaotang thought that Gu Qinglun was angry, after all, from the perspective of the other party, he dared to dislike the only "ration" of this family.

However, he only saw the other party go out in silence, and when he came back, he had a pair of beautifully embroidered shoes in his hands.

Gu Qinglun cast a spell to heal his injury, and immediately put his foot on his palm without hesitation, and put on the shoe for him.

"In the future, we need to practice more diligently, so that we don't even have nothing to defend ourselves."

"Well, thank you Xianjun!" Shen Shaotang smiled, her brows and eyes crooked, she swayed her feet, and even touched her hands.

These shoes are really not ordinary.

"Goo—" Suddenly his stomach growled inappropriately, which really made him blush.

Gu Qinglun was slightly taken aback, then chuckled, "Come here, everything is ready."

His cuffs brushed against the table, a flash of white light flashed, and the aroma of delicious food immediately filled the whole room.

Shen Shaotang got off the chair and trotted to the table, but found that he was too short to get up.

"Xian... Xianjun." He wrinkled his little face and called out in a low voice.

The next moment, the body was suspended in the air and landed on the seat.

With green light in his eyes, he picked up the chopsticks in hand, took a bite of fried pork with bamboo shoots, "Wow, it's delicious!"

Gu Qinglun watched him gobble it up, and laughed inwardly, he could be so happy with just one meal.

At this time, a piece of braised pork appeared in front of him.

Holding the chopsticks, the little guy smiled brightly: "Taste it, Xianjun, it's delicious."

Gu Qinglun was silent for a while, then lowered his head slightly, and took the piece of meat in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" the little guy asked with bright eyes.

For those who have already inedia, these foods have no taste.

"En." Gu Qinglun smiled lightly and nodded.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Shaotang was awakened by the Qixing Sword, and he followed Gu Qinglun in a daze, but this time he did not go to the Ice Cave, but came to a study.

A beam of light penetrated through the small window, illuminating the entire space brightly and transparently. The four walls are filled with books, some of which are kept by hand, while others are shelved.

Shen Shaotang stood in front of a wall, observed for a while, and then wanted to take out one of them, but the book didn't look thick, but it made him bend down.

"Huh!" He glanced to the side, and saw that Gu Qinglun was reading with lowered eyes, as if he had attracted his attention.

His hanging heart relaxed a little, and then carefully put the book back.

He walked up to Gu Qinglun, raised his head and asked, "Xianjun, why don't you meditate today?"

"Everything should be done step by step, not too hasty."

Shen Shaotang thought to himself, he is not in a hurry, it is better to slow down.

He nodded ignorantly, maybe it was too much effort to raise his head, and there was no seat beside him, so he half-lyed on Gu Qinglun's lap and muttered:

"Then what am I going to do today?"

"Be human."

"Be... a person?" Shen Shaotang looked up at the book in front of him, holding the book with a slender and well-proportioned hand with a strong character.

His eyes were even more puzzled, he came here to ask the immortals, why bother to be such a mortal.

Gu Qinglun didn't answer in a hurry, he put away the book in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and saw his clean and penetrating eyes.

He stretched out his hand to pick up Shen Shaotang, allowing him to change from pulling his leg to sitting on it.The back of Shen Shaotang's head was pillowed on the generous chest of the man behind him, and the extremely strong pine fragrance surrounded him in an instant.

Gu Qinglun's chin rested lightly on the top of his head, and his tone was a little indulgent, he said: "Most monks in the cultivation world start their cultivation as human beings, and then abandon the troubles of the world. Only when the six senses are clean can they officially enter the immortal path."

Seeing his blank expression, obviously not understanding these principles, Gu Qinglun smiled indifferently, "I will teach you how to read after you get familiar with this place."

When Shen Shaotang turned around, he happened to see his smile up close, as if the ice and snow were melting and the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

"Xian Jun looks so pretty when he smiles." He was stunned for a while, and then laughed.

Hearing this, Gu Qinglun gradually restrained his smile, and he put another book in front of Shen Shaotang.

He sat on Gu Qinglun's lap, just in time to read the contents of the book.

The spirit beast has a pure heart and is immediately attracted by new things. While flipping through the pages, he asked curiously, "What book is this?"

Gu Qinglun held the book in one hand, and put the other hand on the table beside him, worried that he would fall, "Ordinary elementary swordsmanship."

Shen Shaotang looked at it, and knew his intentions. There are few words in the book, and most of them teach scholars in the form of pictures, which can be said to be easy to understand.

Even so, he has always been restless. He wandered into the sky after reading a book, and when he came back to his senses, he still started to worry about himself.

He put his face on his face and sighed, "This book is called Elementary Swordsmanship, that bird is called Skylark, and the sword of the Immortal Lord is named Qixing... Everyone has a name, why I don't have one."

There is some truth in this statement.

Gu Qinglun finally remembered that he hadn't named him yet, but when he looked out the window, he saw the crabapple tree in the yard blooming.

It is beautiful and natural, gorgeous and pure.He had never paid attention to these flower and tree elves, but now his heart was trembling.

"Shaotang, do you like this name?"

"..." Shen Shaotang almost slipped his hand and fell from under the table, his heart shook suddenly, thinking that this was too coincidental.

"do not like?"

I don't know if Gu Qinglun noticed his strangeness, he quickly turned around and said: "I like it, I like it."

Shen Shaotang originally wanted to put on a show and read seriously in front of him, but soon became sleepy and curled up in Gu Qinglun's arms and fell asleep.

As the sun set, the afterglow shone into the house, and in the dim light, only the two people in front of the case were hidden in the shadows.

Gu Qinglun's expression was focused, his posture remained unchanged, allowing the little guy in his arms to move, he never made him feel impatient.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, he lowered his head to look at the little guy, and saw that he was grabbing his sleeve and wiping his saliva.

"Xianjun, give me the skylark to play with, don't worry, I won't... I won't eat it..." The little guy whispered in his dream, and even arched into his arms.

Rubbing Gu Qinglun's clothes looser, and feeling that the embrace was a bit hard, he frowned and shrunk his neck, and turned his cheek against his abdominal muscles, holding it with both hands and not letting go.

Gu Qinglun had no doubt that this little guy would bite himself if he was very hungry.

He picked up Shen Shaotang with one hand, said a formula, arranged his clothes, stood up from the desk, and walked out the door.

Facing the night, the two returned to the cave.

In the following days, Gu Qinglun changed his morning meditation to reading, even if he couldn't understand, he took him to the study every day, in the name of feeling the influence of the atmosphere of words.

Although reading is a bit boring, Shen Shaotang is more willing to be a good person than the cold sky cave where people are frozen to death.

In the afternoon, he was used to practice drawing qi into his body, but his spiritual power was low, and he hadn't made any movement after practicing for a month.

Fortunately, Gu Qinglun didn't seem to be in a hurry, he was polite and considerate to him, and even gave him the illusion of being very pampered.

In the past two days, Shen Shaotang didn't have much appetite, just like this day at lunch, he picked up the chopsticks, took a few mouthfuls and then put it down.

Not only that, but he always looks absent-minded.

Gu Qinglun naturally noticed it too. He opened his eyes from meditation, looked at the table full of neat meals, and said lightly: "Isn't it delicious?"

Shen Shaotang shook his head, rested his chin and wandered, "I want to eat fried chestnuts, Old Li Ke."

He remembered how many snacks he had eaten when he went down the mountain, but now he couldn't touch them all day in the fairy mountain, and suddenly he started to get hungry.

Gu Qinglun raised his palm clearly, turned his palm up, a white light flashed for a while, and a bag of things came out, with the fragrance of chestnuts wafting.

Shen Shaotang opened the bag, picked it up and ate it, but after two mouthfuls it became tasteless, so he put it back again.

"It's not Lao Li's." He curled his lips and said.

The delicacies conjured up by fairy methods always lack a little flavor.

However, Gu Qinglun didn't understand his thinking. According to his own spiritual power, the things he transformed were as good as the real thing, how could there be a mistake?

He slowly put his hands back on his knees, stopped meditating, and walked slowly to the door, as if he was going to leave alone.

Shen Shaotang glanced at it, and threw the fruit back on the plate, feeling inexplicably sad.

This ice lump has no human touch, if only he could go down the mountain.

"Xianjun, can you let me go down the mountain once, and I will definitely double my cultivation after I come back. If you dare to be lazy, you can deal with it!" He said with a bit of luck.

In fact, he was just talking, after all, there is a high probability that Gu Qinglun would not agree.

He was tossing fruit back and forth to play, when suddenly a piece of white silk flashed in front of him, he raised his head in surprise.

"it is good."

The fruit rolled to the ground with a thud, but Gu Qinglun stretched out his hand towards him, with a cold and calm expression, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Let's go."

Shen Shaotang immediately regretted it, he knew that he would not speak big words, and wondered if Xianjun took it seriously.

The next moment, Bai Ling brushed past in front of her, and the two disappeared into the room.