The frost grass that has just been potted is very delicate.

It lay on the edge of the pot a little unhappy, stretched out a thin blade of grass, wrapped it around Wen Qianxiao's finger, and pulled it into the pot vigorously.

Wen Qianxiao was afraid that it would tear off her leaves, so she put her hand into the basin and said, "A Shuang, what's wrong?"

Xiaocao didn't speak, but lazily leaned on the back of his hand, rubbing against him with tender green shoots.After a while, he whispered two words: "Stay with me."

Wen Qianxiao has no reason to refuse.

He found a clean place, and sat leisurely under the flower stand, looking at the sticky grass that wrapped most of the leaves around his hands, and couldn't stop the smile in his eyes.

Wen Qianxiao's other hand was also idle, so she pinched the leaves of the frost grass, gently stroked the veins on it with her nails, stroked one piece and that piece, having a great time.

Xiaocao began to twist and turn again, and finally couldn't help but lift the leaves, "snapped" the nail cover, and whispered angrily: "Deng Tuzi!"

Wen Qianxiao: "???"

Lord Mozun is very wronged.It’s okay to eat some tofu and get scolded when playing around on weekdays, but if you touch the grass, you will be scolded, is there any reason? ?

Frostgrass is also very wronged.

It squatted down a little in the soil, buried itself a little deeper, and stuttered: "I, I have no clothes on, don't touch me..."

"puff."

Xiaocao became angry from embarrassment: "What are you laughing at!"

Wen Qianxiao tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth, withdrew her hand, and said, "If you don't touch it, you won't touch it. Who made our A Shuang thin-skinned. Then when can you change back?"

"It won't change back for a while, probably...after I bloom." Its voice became smaller and smaller, and the whole frost grass was getting shorter and shorter, almost shrinking into the soil, "But I It never bloomed."

Wen Qianxiao was surprised and said: "No? Did you misremember, and you used the fallen petals to build a small sachet before. I remember putting it in... ah, here."

Wen Qianxiao took out the sachet the size of a thumb and showed it.

"That flower is not this flower, it's the Frostgrass that wants to bloom, not me... Hey!" Xiaocao was restrained by the pot, and couldn't explain clearly at once, and suddenly became anxious, "You, you don't know what the Spirit Grass will do at all. Shapeshifting!"

Master Mozun really doesn't know.

After all, he is a Jiao and not a grass.

"Don't worry, don't worry, Ah Shuang." He took out a booklet, which recorded in detail the growth of Xiaocao before he woke up, as well as some excerpted guides for raising spiritual grass, "Tell me, my lord." Anything is possible, and a way will be found.”

"Really?"

"Really, when has this deity lied to you?"

Xiaocao was appeased.

So it tried its best to cheer up, and gave the demon king a lesson on the transformation of spirit grass.

In order to eliminate the short-term cause and effect of spring birth and winter death, the spirit grass must bloom once and bear fruit once before transforming into form, and the fastest time to wait until the first flowering period is over before transforming into form.

But at that time, there was a sky-replenishing stone on the side, surrounded by five-color spiritual energy, which was catalyzed every day. Although it was not as fast as eating it directly, the transformation time of Bailu Lingcao was still much earlier. Anyway, it didn't have time to bloom and bear fruit.

So the little grass doesn't know how to take the initiative to bloom at all.

"My main body is seriously damaged, and those unresolved causes and effects are entangled again." Xiaocao murmured, "I tried to mend the sky stone just now, but it doesn't seem to work. This time I must rely on myself to bloom."

Wen Qianxiao seriously wrote the last stroke on the booklet, and finally couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, out of breath, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"It's obviously a spirit grass, but you don't, can't bloom... Hahahahahaha... What's the difference between this and a flood dragon that doesn't know how to water hahahahahahahaha..."

"What are you laughing at!" Xiaocao said fiercely, "If I can't change back, you have to guard the empty room alone every night!"

Wen Qianxiao: "..."

Lord Mozun's smile disappeared instantly, and his expression was solemn.

It is imminent to let the frost grass bloom!

a few days later.

The color fox rushed to Gujue Mountain, and happened to see Wang Shu Xianjun resting alone in the sunset pavilion beside the mountain road.It stopped in its tracks, shook its nine tails that were as soft as seaweed, and habitually "poofed" into a palm-sized white-haired fox. Then it happily ran over: "Linyuan! Lin... ah!"

It didn't stop one by one, tripped over a stone, and rolled directly to Yu Linyuan's feet.

"Why, didn't you expect that I would come to pick you up? I'm so happy." Yu Linyuan walked out of the pavilion, bent down to pick it up, and picked off a piece of dead grass stuck to its hair, "It's so late, what happened to it?" ?"

"No." The perverted fox jumped onto his shoulder, tilted his head and licked his cheek, "I just met two delicious pheasants on the road, and wanted to roast them... Unfortunately, I didn't catch them."

"Do you like to eat roast chicken?" Yu Linyuan turned his head and laughed lowly, "Next time, please go to Haiyuntian to eat enough, okay?"

The white-haired fox shook its ears.

It's obviously not the first time I've heard this sound, why does it still feel crispy and numb, even more numb than roast chicken sprinkled with peppercorns.

It was about to raise its hind legs to scratch its ears, when suddenly it flew into the air and was picked up unexpectedly.Yu Linyuan held it with one hand, and carefully stroked the shallow scar across the bridge of the nose with the other.

The short down has grown back and the scar underneath is barely visible.

"That day you said you were going home, and you left in a hurry, and I didn't have time to ask." Yu Linyuan lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and got very close, so close that he could kiss him with a slight touch, "Does it hurt? "

Her jet-black eyes were shining brightly, as if they contained a pool of gentle and affectionate water.

Hu Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, his ears started to heat up, and his nine tails twisted into twists.It rubbed its paws awkwardly, and whispered: "It's still, it's okay."

Wangshu Xianjun smiled lightly, then kissed it.

Color Fox: "!"

Before it wagged its tail, Yu Linyuan said: "Ayao, when everything is settled and the cloud environment is peaceful, come to Xingchen Mountain to be my lord's Taoist partner, okay?"

·

Until entering the Unnamed Palace, Hu Xiaoyao couldn't calm down, his cheeks were bright red, and he swayed every step, as if he was drunk.

He has never felt the word "Taoist" so sweet, as if caught in a net, there is nowhere to escape, but he is willing.

"... If you don't think about it for a while, don't rush to agree, I will always wait in Xingchen Mountain."

At that time, the white-haired fox neither said good nor bad, but just jumped off Wang Shu Xianjun's hand and ran away.

Because there is still one thing that has not been clarified: how does the life of an ordinary Taoist couple live?

This is not mentioned in the inheritance of the fox family, probably because the nine-tailed fox demon is not needed, so Hu Xiaoyao decided to arrest someone to ask, such as his good brother.

It has been three days and three nights that Mozun has been shutting himself in Fengzhu Tower.

The wooden door was closed tightly, revealing an unusual atmosphere.

Hu Xiaoyao knocked on the door hesitantly, and before he could speak, he heard someone say at the door: "A-Shuang, A-Shuang, don't move... Be good, it's okay, the book says to remove dead leaves and old roots. Cut it off, don't hit it, don't hit it... Alas!"

Hu Xiaoyao: "..."

He thought for a moment, carefully did not choose to go through the door, jumped forward, and climbed up the wall without making a sound.

Then he saw Mozun fighting with a blade of grass.

Fox Xiaoyao: "?"

I saw that the grass was extremely ferocious, stretching out its thin and long leaves, and "bang" overturned the small bench under the Demon Lord's buttocks.

Just as Wen Qianxiao lifted up the stool here, the scissors over there were dragged away, and the booklet was also lifted into the sky, and fell into the peony bush next to it.

"A Shuang..."

"Don't cut off my leaves!! And don't touch my roots!!" The grass raised its leaves, like a young rooster with its tail raised up, and said fiercely, "Otherwise, I will ask Shu Xianjun to plant me in the stars. Shen Shan go!"

The color fox looked at it and suddenly realized.

It turned out to be flirting.

It's always a bit embarrassing to break through the relationship between Taoist couples, Hu Xiaoyao coughed, trying to attract the attention of these two people... "Then what, it seems that this fox came at a bad time?"

Master Mozun was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up and saw the perverted fox sitting on the low wall, he quickly restrained his humble appearance, scowled, and pretended to shout: "Bold! Who dares to trespass on my nameless palace?! "

"Don't pretend, I've seen it all." Hu Xiaoyao pierced him, held the peach blossom fan, jumped lightly, got off the wall, walked around the pot twice, and said in amazement, "So the 300-year-old Spirit grass is only this small."

Before he finished speaking, the peach blossom fan in his hand was swept away by the grass leaves, and it was inserted upside down in the pot, pink and bright like a flower.

"Look." Frostgrass whispered, "I have bloomed, so I don't need to trim the leaves and roots."

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