On the Importance of Chinese Characters

Fang Qiling got the March Dream Vine that everyone in the world dreamed of without any effort. Unfortunately, after taking it, this person wanted to cross the river and demolish the bridge. He looked at Zhuang Yunzhou's seemingly indifferent figure, cleared his throat in embarrassment, looked at the vine, and wanted to call someone, But he got stuck halfway: "Well, your name is...?"

"Wengluo." Princess Hero picked up his words, "My name is Fujiluo, but my brother used to call me Xiaoluoluo."

Fang Qiling shook twice, ignoring the nasty address: "Tengluo, I'm very busy now, I don't have time to play with you, let's say goodbye."

very busy?Busy with the pretty little brother?

Tengluo smiled sweetly, tilted her head, and said coquettishly, "Brother is not free, but Luoluo is free. I finally found my brother, and Luoluo is reluctant to part with him."

Wang Nu's sweet and greasy voice persevered into his ears, Zhuang Yunzhou's eyelashes trembled, he looked straight ahead and said faintly: "Brother Qi Ling, I've been here for so long, I'll say hello to Master Hengshu first. You and the princess are waiting!" Let's talk." After finishing speaking, before Fang Qiling could reply, he started walking towards Hengzhi who was also surrounded by guards outside.

"Oh, Yunzhou..." Fang Qiling groaned secretly, just as he was about to catch up, Princess Hero grabbed his sleeve by the sleeve: "Where is brother going?"

Fang Qiling looked down at the pitiful look of the little princess with her head up, and warned in a dark voice, "Tengluo, stop playing!"

Tengluo blinked her eyes twice: "Luoluo doesn't understand what brother said."

Fang Qiling flicked the little girl's forehead: "Is it because I can't remember to punish me? Are you still a little girl? Hehe."

"Oh!" Fang Qiling's hands were really strong, and Tengluo's forehead instantly turned red, she let go of Fang Qiling's sleeve and rubbed her forehead, "Rude, presumptuous, barbaric, excessive! I'm helping you!"

Seeing that the little man finally revealed the truth, Fang Qiling sneered: "Help me? Help me for what?"

"The one just now is the sweetheart you mentioned before, isn't it?" Tengluo leaned closer to him, gossip shining in her light golden eyes.

"I told you this before?" Fang Qiling stroked his chin thoughtfully, it seemed that his previous self had already had a deep-rooted love for Yunzhou.

Fujiluo continued: "You said you confessed your love before you left, but you went to the blood pool without waiting for someone's answer. Didn't I test him for you? If he is jealous, then he is interested in you."

Wait, did I confess?Fang Qiling suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Zhuang Yunzhou.

Whether it was a coincidence or something else, he was meeting the other party's gaze looking this way.It's just that Zhuang Yunzhou looked away naturally as soon as he touched his line of sight, as if it was just a coincidence between the lines of sight.

Thinking of the "best friend" relationship between the two that this person has always emphasized, Fang Qiling suddenly understood the sense of disobedience that had always existed in his heart.

As a close friend, he lost his memory, but Zhuang Yunzhou never felt anxious about it, let alone tried to talk about the past to wake up his memory.This is obviously not the reaction that a normal person should have.

Fang Qiling frowned, and suddenly had strong doubts about the previous belief that 'Zhuang Yunzhou must also like him'.

He had always thought that the two were interested in each other, but no one explained, and they were in the stage of testing each other.But according to what Tengluo said, he has already confessed, so Zhuang Yunzhou naturally understands his intentions. If he likes him, is there any reason to prevent him from remembering the past under the gratification of the two?

Could it be that I hoped that Zhuang Yunzhou would respond to my feelings too much in my heart, and I imagined that the relationship between real life and death friends was a mutual love?Maybe Yunzhou is just accommodating himself these days, just reluctant to part with the friendship between the two?

This thought poured cold water on Fang Qiling like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Standing there, he felt that the world was icy cold, freezing his heart and lungs.

Sensing something strange in his expression, Tengluo suddenly felt that something was wrong, and carefully tugged on his sleeve: "Brother Mu, what's wrong with you? Are you really angry? I really just want to help you."

The tugging of the sleeve brought Fang Qiling back to his senses. He twitched the corners of his mouth and patted Tengluo's head: "Short, you don't need to help me with this job, and it's not a fun thing. Just don't get meddled."

"Oh." Fang Qiling's unexpectedly calm reaction made Tengluo feel a little terrified, and she didn't dare to be a monster anymore, so she obediently responded, and Fang Qiling didn't even say anything when she called her a little dwarf.

"Nephew Zhuang? Nephew Zhuang?!"

Anyway, the raised voice brought back Zhuang Yunzhou's wandering thoughts. He blinked like he just woke up from a dream, and showed an embarrassed and apologetic smile: "Ah? Oh. Sorry, master, what did you just say?"

"I said, I found the tree species from a relic I found in my early years. If you need it, I will give you the location of that relic."

Zhuang Yunzhou was silent for a while, with inexplicable emotions flashing in his eyes, finally he smiled lightly, and gently refused: "No need, Master." It is no longer needed.

Anyway, I don't know what he was thinking just now, but he felt that he was very sad for a moment, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Qiling and Tengluo who came over.

"Princess." A very high-standard gift was given to Tengluo anyway. The Zhiya tribe has been a subordinate tribe of the Xiluo tribe since ancient times. He is also respectful and respectful to Fujilo, the underage little princess.

Tengluo picked up the etiquette of the royal family and said politely: "Master, please, Tengluo has been bothering me a lot today."

Anyway, he didn't even dare to say it. He knew that the princess was leaving, so he asked her to wait a moment. He personally cut off three branches from the tree that does not live, and packed them in a luxurious box with a unique method. out.

Tengluo smiled and signaled the head maid to take the box, then took out a turquoise jade bottle from the storage bag and handed it over: "This is the life-giving bottle. I heard Brother Qiling tell you about you, this bottle should treat you it works."

Life bottle!Using this bottle to collect dew from non-living trees can increase its effectiveness by about [-]%, which is the most useful thing for Yaya.

Anyway, he took the bottle with both hands in surprise: "Thank you, princess!"

Tengluo smiled: "My father often said that the brothers and sisters of the Zhiya tribe are my brothers and sisters of the Xiluo tribe. This bottle is just a beautiful object in my place. It is better to give it to those who need it more. Bud little brother can sprout early."

Anyway, the expression was emotional, he bowed again, and sighed: "The princess is kind."

Zhuang Yunzhou looked at the wisteria from the side, which was different from the princess of the rich family in front of Fang Qiling just now, no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Before leaving, Tengluo called Zhuang Yunzhou aside and explained seriously: "I was just joking with Brother Mu, I hope you don't take what I said, Brother Mu doesn't like me."

Zhuang Yunzhou was taken aback, and after a while, he calmly said: "Princess, there is no need to explain to me. Although Brother Qi Ling and I are good friends, we will not interfere in his private affairs. It is good for him to like anyone, and I wish the same."

Tengluo listened, and suddenly felt great sympathy for Qiling.

Before getting in the car and leaving, the little princess who knew that Fang Qiling had nothing on him threw a lot of things into him.

Fang Qiling didn't want it at first, but Who Chengxiang Tengluo sighed with great pity, and said to him: "Brother Mu, you'd better take it. Your sweetheart doesn't like you, and if you don't have any source crystal words in your pocket, you won't be afraid." It's a miserable life."

Fang Qiling's face darkened, and he swiftly withdrew his rejecting hand, put the storage bag on his waist, waved his hand, and said angrily, "Hurry up and go."

Tengluo stuck out her tongue and tapped the leaves on Yunteng, the big buds on the Yunteng car slowly closed to protect the person, and the cloud rose, and soon it rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Fang Qiling let out a sigh of relief, thankful that Tengluo had something to do, otherwise, according to her character of fearing the world will not be chaotic, she might not know how to get involved in the affairs between him and Yunzhou.

However, the appearance of wisteria reminded him of one thing.

Earlier, he didn't care much about his amnesia, but he couldn't remember the past when he lost his memory. With Zhuang Yunzhou by his side, he was always satisfied.

For him, the past is just the past, something that can no longer be brought back. Instead of desperately recalling it, it is better to live in the present and create more and better futures.What's more, he also enjoyed the process of slowly guessing and exploring Zhuang Yunzhou.

But now, the appearance of Tengluo broke what he had always been certain of in his heart, and it rarely made him feel anxious. He wanted to know everything that happened between him and Zhuang Yunzhou. Even though he remembered everything, he finally found that it was always him Wishful thinking doesn't matter.

Anyway, he never thought of giving up Zhuang Yunzhou.If he doesn't like you, try to make him like you.

However, if that's the case, then what he did before was really a bit unreasonable.No way, Yunzhou just endured his unilateral molestation because of his feelings.

Fang Qiling thought about that person's reserved character, and suddenly felt that this possibility was not small.Sighing, Fang Qiling seriously reflected on his words and deeds, and decided not to do any more meng lang behavior until he made a fuss about what the other party was thinking.

So on the way back to Yaosan Caohu from Hengshu's house, both of them were very silent.Fu Li looked at his young master, then at Zhuang Yunzhou, and felt that the atmosphere between them was suffocating.

After returning to Yaosancao Cottage, Fang Qiling offered to change rooms to sleep in: "I'll trouble you to take care of me these few days. I'm already much better. If there's anything wrong, I'll call you next door."

Zhuang Yunzhou agreed quickly, even a little impatiently, which made Fang Qiling feel a little lost, and felt more and more that "Zhuang Yunzhou likes himself" was just an illusion.

"I'll go to Mobai Forest tomorrow to change to the Magic Sea Spirit. Brother Qi Ling will go back to the palace with me. You haven't returned for more than six years, and you have accumulated a lot of disciple tasks." Zhuang Yunzhou seemed to remember something, and said again.

Fang Qiling was about to explore his past, so there was no reason why he shouldn't.

So the two said goodbye politely and went back to their respective houses.

Zhuang Yunzhou closed the door, turned his back to the door, raised his head and let out a deep breath.After standing there silently for a while, he reached out and took out a crystal-like box, inside which was a silver-white tree branch quietly exuding a silver-white halo.

He opened the box, reached out and took out the twig and held it in his hand. He closed his eyes, the source pattern of the word 'sheng' was bright, and the soft and strong vitality gathered quickly, and poured it into the twig in his hand.

The light halo of non-living tree translucent white is more and more luminous in the strong vitality, the branches that have stopped growing are full of vitality, the leaves have grown a little bit visible to the naked eye, and a crystal clear pink bud quietly popped out.

The source power of Zhuang Yunzhou's body is continuously exuding, condensing the strong vegetation vitality in the city, the buds grow rapidly, bloom, and wither, and a silver-white fruit tremblingly emerges from the withered flowers, sucking enough After getting angry, it quickly grew from the size of a pea to a fruit the size of a ping-pong ball, and then fell lightly from the branch.

Zhuang Yunzhou opened his eyes, caught the fruit, a mouthful of blood couldn't hold it anymore, and suddenly spurted out from his mouth——