Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

When these words were spoken, several people were suddenly stunned.

Guan Shanyu lowered his eyes in grievance, twisting the corner of his clothes a little stiffly, and turned around to leave after he finished speaking. After all, he thought that the two heroines were meeting with the hero in private now, and there might be some plot that he had mentioned briefly before but needed to be supplemented here to complete the scene.

If I delayed their love because I secretly picked the spiritual herbs, it would be a serious sin. Maybe it would not be just a small electric current but a thunderbolt.

This is a place of trouble, get out of here quickly.

Although Guan Shanyu always felt that the two heroines were so quickly charmed by Yan Ruchen and then fell at his feet under his school uniform pants, but apart from this, at least the result was still the result, and his wife was still his wife.

It is best to avoid this kind of crucial plot as soon as possible. At worst, you can hide aside and wait for them to leave before coming out.

Chen Rongrong frowned and looked at Guan Shanyu, saying, "You are so pretentious, are you really..."

But he was suddenly interrupted by a shout from behind: "Wait a minute, Shanyu, let me help you."

Guan Shanyu ran out a few steps with his clothes in hand, and subconsciously stopped when he heard someone calling his name. Realizing it was Yan Ruchen's voice, he immediately turned around and waved his hands, saying, "No, no, no, you have more important things to do. Do whatever you want and leave me alone..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a "splash" of water. Yan Ruchen had already stood up from the water and was walking hurriedly towards the shore.

Guan Shanyu paused, not even thinking of avoiding him. When he approached, the bright moonlight just reflected his perfectly proportioned abdominal muscles and snow-white skin. The two girls on the shore blushed and turned their heads away shyly after just one glance. However, Si Hongyin was used to big scenes. Although she was extremely shy, she still picked up the school uniform that Yan Ruchen had placed on the ground and reminded him, "Ruchen, clothes."

Yan Ruchen politely accepted it, nodded in thanks, and while putting it on, he quickly walked towards Guan Shanyu. When he stood in front of him, he said, "This cliff is dangerous. You haven't practiced sword control before, so it will be difficult for you to go up to collect herbs. Let me help you."

The water vapor from the cold spring was still clinging to Yan Ruchen's smooth chest. Although he was busy putting on his clothes, the cold water vapor still drifted onto Guan Shanyu's face. Yan Ruchen was standing very close to him, and it was only then that Guan Shanyu realized, when did Yan Ruchen grow so tall?

When we first came up the mountain, he was about the same height as me, but now he's almost half a head taller than me? What did he eat to grow so tall?

Guan Shanyu took a step back suspiciously, and was considering how to refuse again, thinking that he must not disturb their good thing. After all, the two heroines looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

As he was thinking about it, Chen Rongrong started to question him: "What kind of herbs are you going to pick? Why are you out here in the middle of the night? Is it some forbidden drug?"

Si Hongyin glanced at Guan Shanyu calmly and said silently, "The mountain gate has a rule that privately picking banned herbs is a violation and requires you to appear before the elders to receive punishment."

Guan Shanyu's feet weakened when she heard this, and she thought to herself that she had come to find the spiritual herbs in the middle of the night just to let your husband go through the plot smoothly. If you send me to be punished, I won't have the chance to choose a weapon again this year. How can your husband win over his younger brother?

After thinking about it, he softened and said, "What the two sisters said is right. If I need herbs, I can just go to Lingcaoxuan to apply for them. It's really wrong for me to come out so late to look for medicine. I'm leaving right away. Can you just pretend you didn't see me?"

Si Hongyin shook his head in disapproval, but before he could utter the word "no", Yan Ruchen turned around and defended him, "Hongyin, Rongrong, Shanyu was punished by the elders in Lengquan for standing up for me last time, so he was unable to go to Qionghua Peak to select weapons. In order to catch up with his fellow disciples, he practiced hard day and night and was accidentally injured. I heard that Lingcaoxuan has a limited number of herbs to apply for, and Shanyu may have used up his quota, so he had to look for medicine to heal his injuries late at night. Shanyu and I are from the same hometown, so I hope you will do me a favor and not make things difficult for him."

Guan Shanyu listened to his defense in a daze, then turned to glance at Chen Rongrong and the others. Seeing that their expressions had indeed softened, he replied softly, "Ruchen is indeed loyal and righteous. Since he is treating his leg injury, why would we interfere? But he said that this herb grows on the cliff. Ruchen must be more careful when going up there."

What the hell!

You believe everything the protagonist says, and you make things difficult for me at every turn! Is there any justice in the world?

Guan Shanyu looked at them in disbelief, feeling deeply that he shouldn't be here.

He should just go and pick up the rice cakes and water the fields.

Yan Ruchen nodded and said "hmm", then turned back to look at Guan Shanyu again and asked, "Shanyu, what does that herb look like?"

Guan Shanyu looked up at him with a confused look on his face, recalling his previous description of the magical grass. He gestured with his hands and said, "Hmm, it's about this size, and its shape is a bit like a maple leaf, but it's a little dark purple, with very clear lines, and a little bit of a faint dark light on the leaf surface..."

"Okay." Yan Ruchen lightly tapped his feet and leaped onto the cliff. As Chen Rongrong and the other two admirers held their faces in admiration, he asked Guan Shanyu, "How much do you need?"

On the tree-lined path, the moon was about to fall behind the treetops. Guan Shanyu was running frantically on the stone steps with a dozen magical herbs in his arms. He was afraid that if he returned late, he would be discovered by Qing Yuanzi and sent to be punished. He was also afraid that he would delay the love affair between Yan Ruchen and the other two.

It was not until he ran back to the bamboo house from the cold spring in one breath, hid the magic grass under the bed, lay down on the bed and covered himself with the quilt that his pounding heart slowly calmed down.

He clearly remembered that there was no such part in the original story, but since he ran into it, he was probably just a tool for the male protagonist to charm his wives. So since the magic grass had been obtained and Yan Ruchen had also pretended to be the one, he just had to quickly get away from the scene.

Guan Shanyu didn't care about such a small episode. After all, he knew that there would be countless plots for the male protagonist to show off.

So he covered his head and went to sleep, and slept until the next day. When his disciple rang the wind chime to signal him to get up, he jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, put the magic grass in his sleeves, and ran out of the bamboo house to the vegetable garden like a gust of wind. The wind he brought with him blew towards Qing Yuanzi, who was sitting in front of the door of the elegant house drinking tea. Just then, a piece of grass was blown into his teacup by the wind brought by Guan Shanyu.

Qing Yuanzi scraped the grass debris off his tea, turned to look at Guan Shanyu, who was working hard in the field, and murmured, "Do you really love farming so much?"

He took a sip of tea, and with a sudden thought, he called out to the field, "I need a disciple to run errands to Xuanshuang Residence to get some seeds. Who's free?"

Guan Shanyu was halfway through hoeing the ground when he immediately looked up and said, "Me!"

Xiancao Xiancao, as its name means, is a grass with extraordinary properties.

This was the first time that Guan Shanyu thanked himself for the herbs with strange medicinal properties he had arranged. In just three days, the herbs in his field that were originally half-dead had already poked their heads out, with branches standing tall and straight, and growing well.

Even his fellow disciples, who usually ignored him, came to admire these thick and strong magical herbs. The fat boy who had been squatting on the side studying them for a long time finally couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "How much manure did you use?"

Guan Shanyu was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He waved his hands and pretended to be modest, "It's nothing." He lowered his head and plucked out the thickest and largest fairy grass, then walked towards Yashe with his head held high. He had been working hard in the sect for so many days, running errands, planting crops, clearing ditches, and raising grass. Just look at the one he held in his hand. No disciple in Lingcaoxuan has been able to cultivate a plant this big.

Now he can finally choose his weapon!

Of course, Qing Yuanzi had noticed Guan Shanyu's diligence this month. Normally, he couldn't lift anything with his hands or shoulders, but he actually worked so hard just to practice weapons.

So Qing Yuanzi first admired the magic grass in his hand according to the procedure, then wrote a note and asked Guan Shanyu to go to Qionghua Peak. Guan Shanyu took the note and did not dare to neglect it. After expressing his gratitude, he turned around and ran to Qionghua Peak without stopping.

When they arrived at the place, Guan Shanyu handed a note to the disciple at the door. The disciple led the way while muttering, "It's already this late and there are still people coming to pick weapons." Guan Shanyu said nothing and followed the disciple through the corridors and finally arrived at the warehouse. He went in and picked for a long time, and all the weapons he saw had been reserved.

The disciple scratched his head for a long time, then shrugged helplessly and said, "Why don't you just go to the forging room and choose."

The forge is where Qionghuading forges weapons. The disciple meant to let Guan Shanyu go directly to the forge to pick out a ready-made weapon.

Guan Shanyu was very excited and thought that he might as well make some requests when he got there, such as engraving a few words on his suona as a DIY, otherwise everyone would hold the same one without any personality.