Immortal couple

From Huozaofang to Huayan Hall, eating and drinking spent a whole day for Wu Tutu.

Back at Chenxiang Pavilion, it was already dusk. There are only three rooms in this loft, the outermost study room, the middle bedroom, and the innermost practice room. Compared with the large courtyard of Huayan Hall, it is much narrower, so there is no movement here. The place.

[Shuokey Chenxiang Pavilion] Apart from luxury and beauty, there is not much to recommend. Wu Zhizhi looked at the black and white paintings on the ceiling, stacked a hundred shapes on the Arhat bed, and saw all the wood grains of the attic. over and over.

I also found some treasures, such as the roof facing Mei Aoshuang's octagonal bed. It was a bucket nest with eight roof ridges. The swimming brilliance gives people a mysterious and precious feeling!

What's even more strange is that the bead seems to be absorbing the scrollwork decoration on the ceiling, and the black color is drawn away from the decoration, and swims devoutly to the bead, like a gesture of offering.These elegant ink washes seem to exude a strange atmosphere at a certain moment, like a graceful and graceful woman who is indistinct for a moment and gloomy for a moment.

When she was in a daze, Mei Aoshuang came back, her body was cleansed, the fragrance on her body was calm and quiet, it was completely impossible to see that he had been busy with school affairs all day today.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader is back!" Wu Shiguo happily went up to him.

Mei Aoshuang bypassed him, and sat down on the bench next to her, and for some reason, she gave him a somewhat ashamed look.

What Master said today was a joke...

Wu tried to run over, took out a bag of things from his arms and put it in front of him: "Eat, eat, I stole it."

The word 'steal' wiped away Mei Aoshuang's little bit of guilt, he pushed the package away with a cold face, and said: "Stealing is forbidden in Xianyue, and those who violate the rules will be punished by kneeling three sticks of incense."

Wu tried to retort logically: "It's Qiu Wuya's sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He always bullies me. I eat something from him to eliminate harm for the people." After a pause, he continued: "And Huayan Hall is full of You steal from me, I steal from you, there is no distinction between you and me, if you don’t want to steal outside, it’s fine.”

Sure enough, the style of the family was not correct, Mei Aoshuang frowned even more displeased, and Wu Shizhu still handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of him with a look of graciousness, coaxing: "Come, have a taste, drink a cup of tea a day, in case you are hungry If I die, won’t I be a widow?”

A few horizontal lines appeared on Mei Aoshuang's forehead, the cold air suddenly gathered, and a magic spell hit Wu Shitu, freezing Wu Shizhu into ice sticks again, then wrapped the bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake neatly, pasted the teleportation talisman on it, and disappeared in an instant. Attic, back where it belongs.

Seeing that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was sent back, Wu Zhuli felt aggrieved in the ice, but Mei Aoshuang said seriously: "Go to the waterfall and think about it!"

So with a whoosh, Wu Jizhu came to hang on the waterfall again. The big brother gecko in the next hole was disturbed again, and came out of the hole to hate the ice man. After staring for a while, he felt a powerful force coming. He fled back to the cave in a hurry.

Wu Zhuji was still wondering why the senior brother in charge was angry again, this time the frozen man didn't even give a signal.

"How smart are you this time?"

Qiu Wuya landed on the top of the pine tree again, and asked with a chuckle, throwing the package of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had been re-wrapped squarely in his hand.

Wu Shizhu couldn't say anything, blinked his eyes in the ice, and didn't understand what Qiu Wuya meant, who became smarter?

Looking at Wu Zhu's state, Qiu Wuya knew that he couldn't speak, and he didn't intend to save him. Just like last time, seeing him frozen and helpless was much more satisfying than saving him.He arched his delicate eyebrows, and his boyish face was as bright and translucent as a night pearl under the bright moonlight, pure but evil and dangerous.

"You used to have diarrhea for three days if you stole my food. This time I doubled the amount of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I didn't expect you to return it. Is Mei Aoshuang already on good terms with you? She has already started to protect you is you!"

As he said that, Qiu Wuya turned his eyes to the oval cinnabar seal on the back of Wu Shizhu's hand, and smiled evilly: "Haha...unexpected...tsk tsk...the disciplined, pure-hearted Mei Aoshuang He actually did what Duke Zhou did with you..."

"Since that's the case, it's reasonable for him to protect you so carefully. In the next few days, you should blow pillows with him and let him avenge you in the martial arts competition."

Seeing Qiu Wuya flying away, Wu Chu tried to blink his eyes, his mind was in a mess, he didn't understand what kind of nonsense he was talking about.

The night was getting darker, the moon was getting brighter, and the sound of the waterfall was like waves. Maybe it was too monotonous, and Wu Tu tried to fall asleep in the ice.

There was a night wind, and the wet waterfall became colder. In the haze, it seemed like a dream. I dreamed that I was rescued by someone in the waves of the sea and sent to a warm and dry room. The fragrance in the room After a while, there was a slightly cool palm caressing his forehead, like a snow velvet wafting across the forehead, very comfortable.

In fact...

Mei Aoshuang went to the waterfall and unwrapped his freezing technique, thinking that he was not healthy, so she carried her back to the attic, saw his forehead was sweating, and then tested the temperature with her hands, it was fine, and she didn't catch a cold.

It rained the next day, and the sound of drizzle falling on the attic was like a murmured whisper, with a warm feeling...

When Wu tried to open his eyes, it was rainy and foggy outside, and he couldn't tell the time. In fact, he slept until noon and woke up from hunger.

When he was in Huayan Palace, Wu Tutu was beaten out of bed, and he rarely woke up naturally after sleeping like this. Speaking of which, the headmaster said that he and Mei Aoshuang would practice double cultivation, but he never practiced kung fu again when he came to Chenxiang Pavilion.

The ease in this aspect is an unexpected gain, he is like a young lady, except that there is no servant to serve him, at least no one cares about him, but on the other hand, he becomes boring when he is free.So Wu tried to find something to do for himself, many places in the room were imprisoned by Mei Aoshuang, except for the cabinet containing his dowry, nothing else could be searched.

The fun in the attic was lost for a moment, so he went to the pavilions and waterside pavilions outside to do things. He found that although the garden was beautiful, it was too fairy and lacked the breath of life. So Wu Zhuo saw the flower garden behind the Xiating rockery and thought of it as a way to pass the time. A good way, he pulled out the well-grown Lu Yuexue, plowed out a palm-sized corner, and went to the fire stove to get tomato seeds to plant.

Mei Aoshuang assisted the third master in preparing for the upcoming fighting competition. After a busy day, she always felt her eyelids twitching on the way.

When he came back, he had just collapsed on the covered bridge over the Qushui in the front garden, and saw Wu Shizhu going in and out behind the rockery with a hoe, covered in mud and sweat, with a few fallen snow-white petals stained on his clothes, and Stepping on the messy white-edged green leaves...

Snow in June!

Mei Aoshuang immediately thought of the flowers he had carefully cultivated, her face was as cold as ice, she flew into the water, and landed behind Wu Shizhu. The snow-white flowers that bloomed in the morning all disappeared and were uprooted. What seeds were sprinkled.

"Did you pull out my flowers?" This question was like an ice sword piercing from the bottom of the feet to the top of the head, which made people tremble.

But Wu Shizhu didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, he wiped the sweat off his face, and said with a smile on his face, "You're back, I just planted tomatoes, and I won't have to go to the stove for a while to eat! Am I capable?"

"Tomatoes..." Mei Aoshuang's eyes were filled with hatred, this vulgar thing actually occupied his beloved Liu Yuexue's land.

"That's right, tomatoes are delicious and nutritious." Wu tried to nod, turned around and pointed at the pile of broken branches and fallen flowers, and said, "You can't eat flowers, so why grow so many."

"eat?"

Mei Aoshuang's voice seemed to have sunk into hell, and she also regretted that he hadn't become wary of Wu Shizhu's vulgar desires. When he first came here, this vulgar person picked the lotus pods in Qushui, plucked the lotus seeds and ate them all. , Abandoned the unkempt body like a mustard, like throwing an unbearable corpse, extremely vulgar.

"Yes!" Wu tried to affirm the supremacy of food, but the moment the words hit the ground, the ice had already wrapped him, and he was reduced to a stick of ice again.

Mei Aoshuang slapped him towards the waterfall, turned around and picked up the broken flowers and trees. If they were still alive, they would be replanted, and if they were not alive, they would be carefully buried in the soil.

Wu Jitu didn't have that beautiful dream that night, and spent the whole night hanging out at the waterfall, staring at his old friend, Big Brother Gecko, until dawn.

It wasn't until the early morning of the second day that Mei Aoshuang let him go, and Wu Shizhu finally understood that the things in the garden should not be moved casually, not even the plants and trees in the garden should be moved casually.

But Wu Zhuang is not a coward. How could he succumb to violence? He changed his operation method and secretly sprinkled the grape seeds, cucumber seeds and potatoes found in the fire stove room on the soil. It is a precious soil with aura, and it can grow without cultivating and fertilizing.

In the next few days, Wu Zhuzhu seemed to have calmed down, and when he was bored, he went to Huayan Hall to dismiss him, or stayed in the study room, writing and drawing or something.

Mei Aoshuang was really angry. Meeting Wu Tutu for several days was like killing his father and enemy. If he opened his mouth, he would touch his dumb acupoints or freeze him and send him to the waterfall to see Brother Gecko.

On the day before the martial arts competition, the tense situation seemed to ease a little.

After returning from busy work as usual, Mei Aoshuang saw a piece of rice paper with words written on it hanging on the desk. It was because Wu tried to touch his pen and ink to prepare for the massacre, but when he saw the words clearly, his annoyance dissipated Wow, this layman actually writes such a good handwriting.

It is a pair of cursive script, with clean and thick brushwork, but it is not a beginner’s ghost drawing, but a vigor that has been accumulated for many years. The artistic conception of the flying brush and ink is profound, and the brushwork also has its own characteristics. , Calm and happy style.

Is this really written by that layman?

Mei Aoshuang hurriedly walked into the inner room, holding a word and wanted to ask, but she saw that Wu Zhuzhu was falling asleep, his sleeves and fingertips were stained with ink...

There are also merits...