Stars fall and locust trees grow

Facing his own question, Gu Chuanlin had a subtle expression, neither answering yes nor no, but Li Chi had already determined the answer in his heart.

No wonder, no wonder, every time I mentioned this matter, he looked unhappy. Zeng Muhan also said that even the leader of Mingyuejian and a group of elders didn't know Gu Chuanlin's past.

Let me ask you! Which normal person would hold a loud speaker and go around saying "I used to be short, skinny and a crybaby"?

This person must be seriously ill.

When he thought that Qingleng Yichen's high mountain flower had actually been a crying little jar in the past, Li Chi felt as excited as if he was riding on Wei Li's magic weapon.

On the way back, Li Chi kept his head down and followed Gu Chuanlin silently.

After entering the yard, he did not return to his room, but hugged the ball of fur and kicked open Wei Li's door like a gust of wind.

Wei Li, who was in meditation, opened his eyes and saw that he was in a hurry, so he poked his head out and looked behind him curiously. "What's going on? Are there a group of mad dogs chasing you?"

Li Chi slammed the door shut, stuffed the fur ball into his arms, and paced back and forth. "Stop talking, it's scarier than a mad dog!"

Wei Li raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Could it be that there is a blind female cultivator who has taken a fancy to a weakling like you and is chasing you madly, wanting to give birth to a child for you?!"

Fatty always had a way of saying things that were not true, and loved to take advantage of him verbally. But Li Chi was in no mood to talk back at the moment, so he just collapsed on his back to the ground, and Maoqiu took the opportunity to lie on top of him like a long strip.

"I would rather those female cultivators were chasing me..."

This way he could live longer.

"Huh? Not a female cultivator?" Wei Li suddenly looked lewd, "Could it be that those male cultivators want to have a baby with you?!"

“Tsk tsk tsk! I didn’t expect that the Twenty-Nine Yues were having so much fun. This might be the structure of a so-called first-level sect…”

You are fucking sick!

Li Chi rolled his eyes, "Can you please stop being so wretched?!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, "The one chasing me is neither a male cultivator nor a female cultivator, but my memory!"

"Laozi?" Wei Li stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Gu Chuanlin is so cruel that he actually forced you to read the Tao Te Ching?!"

Look at your grandma's legs!

Li Chi was furious and kicked and dug: "It's the memory! My memory! Those dead memories are attacking me crazily!"

Wei Li walked over to him and squatted down, lowering his round face with an expression like a kind mother.

"Don't be crazy, go back later and remember to take your medicine on time..."

Li Chi: If I can beat you, I will make you fatter today...

......

After staying in Wei Li's room until dark, Li Chi finally turned around and reluctantly went back to his own room.

The room still had the standard outfit of a young master: a glass lamp, a small table and the ancestral precepts of Mingyuejian.

Li Chi thought that he couldn't avoid it, but he couldn't be too perfunctory, so he might as well pretend nothing happened and greeted him enthusiastically.

Then he twitched his lips and said in a loud voice: "I'm back! Little earthen jar!"

!!!

My mouth is flying in front and my brain is lagging behind... I can't catch up.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

??? If this atmosphere could be right, it would be really weird!!!

Gu Chuanlin suddenly raised his head, veins bulged on both sides of his temples, and he looked murderous, as if he wanted to slap him away.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Chi immediately raised his hands, knelt down and begged for mercy, offering a standard set of three apologies: "I was wrong! Don't hit me! I won't dare to do it again next time!"

Dignity is worthless, and you have to admit defeat when it’s time to do so.

Especially since the other party is his breadwinner.

From now on, these three words "xiaodigang" will be a taboo in his life and no one is allowed to mention them.

Guchuan Linfeng narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Chi for a long time, then suddenly took out a copy of "Hundred Herbs Illustrated Book" from his bracelet and threw it in front of him coldly.

"From now on, you must be familiar with ten kinds of herbs every day. Their appearance, characteristics, and functions are all essential. If you get one wrong, all spiritual food will be forfeited and you will be eating fasting pills instead..."

Since Grandpa Gu had spoken, Li Chi naturally dared not disobey. He quickly stood up, sat upright, and pretended to flip through the book.

The first page is about shepherd's purse which can be found everywhere in the states of the Spirit Realm.

Li Chi silently recited in his heart: "Shepherd's purse, dark green all over, with an upright stem without fluff, and the leaves at the base are shaped like a lotus seat... The petals are white and oval... It can be used as spiritual food... There is no recipe for it..."

This is damn, with both pictures and text, the introduction is quite detailed, but the thickness... is twice as wide as the ancestral precepts in Mingyuejian.

You clearly want me to carry you to death...

Fortunately, although Li Chi's brain would occasionally go haywire, his memory was not a big problem, so it was no problem for him to remember just ten kinds of spiritual herbs.

After reciting the text, he was randomly tested by Guchuan Lin, but he was still able to answer fluently, which finally made the other party's expression look much better.

However, Li Chi's personality has always been to forget the pain once the wound has healed. After being quiet for a short while, he started to act up again.

He recalled how Gu Chuanlin was short and skinny as a child, and felt that he should be younger than him. If he could beat him in age, he could definitely use the extra years to teach him how to respect the old and love the young.

So, he propped his chin up on his hand, leaned towards Gu Chuanlin and said with a beaming face: "I remember one time, you were bullied by those two bastards Li Zhang and Li Han, your back was scratched and bleeding, and you hid alone in a big locust tree. Later, Ah Xing and I found you, applied medicine to you, and I even slept with you in my arms for a few nights!"

"I can't believe we slept together when we were teenagers!"

Gu Chuanlin frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Li Chi said: "I remember you were very short and thin at that time, only reaching my shoulders. I guess you must be younger than me..."

"so what?"

"So..." Li Chi's eyes rolled, "Why don't you just call me Brother Li and let me hear it."

The dark energy between Gu Chuanlin's brows gathered again, and he said in intolerable pain: "At that time, I was already fifteen."

Aha?

"You're kidding me!" Li Chi screamed, "I don't believe it! You were as skinny as a chicken back then, how could you be bigger than me?!"

Gu Chuanlin was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Wait!" Li Chi's expression suddenly paused, and he instantly realized a serious problem.

"Back then, you were fifteen and I was twelve! And now you are eighty-three years old... So, wouldn't that mean I am already eighty?!"

Gu Chuanlin raised his eyebrows calmly.

Li Chi felt his head suddenly start to buzz.

He beat his chest and howled, "Ahhhh... How come I'm already eighty years old! I'm still a child!!!"

Seeing him frustrated, Gu Chuanlin suddenly became in a good mood and added fuel to the fire, "Come to think of it, Maoqiu is one year older than you. If you want, you can call him brother."

Maoqiu excitedly wagged his tail.