Pick up the Dragon

Peng Yu was still dubious at first, thinking that the surname Zhou didn't know a few truths and a few lies. When he saw a bowl of bright red dragon's blood under his nose, his scalp exploded, and he was stunned. Seeing the other party's happy face, he could see some malicious intentions.

He took a step back immediately, and put his arm around the opponent's hand: "Are you sick? Are you okay to drink blood for fun?"

"If I'm sick, it's not my turn to give you this blood." Zhou Huai smiled instantly, but for some reason, he patiently explained, "Although dragon blood is not a cure for all diseases, it is absolutely effective. It is not comparable to ordinary herbs. Do you know the rumors of a dragon appearing in Xianzhou a hundred years ago? When the first emperor was dying, he hanged himself with dragon blood, and his life was extended by two years. I have read all the medical books about your eyes. Solution, it is due to this chance, even if it is useless, you might as well try it.”

Peng Yu showed a toothache expression, thinking that this person became very serious when he became serious, with a faint oppressive force.But he also had to admit that when the other party mentioned "eyes", he was already a little moved. This problem has been with him for 20 years, and it really annoys him enough.

The problem with his eyes can be said to be big or small. If it is small, it is night blindness, and if it is serious, it is night blindness, which is rare in the world.He is clairvoyant during the day and blind at night, the difference is as big as the 33rd floor of Lihentian falling straight into Jiuyou Hell.

Looking at the bowl of dragon's blood, he was so entangled that his intestines twisted into nine twists and turns, and finally he caught it slowly under the other party's gaze.

"Hurry up, don't drink cold anymore."

It's like saying "the medicine is cold" or "the porridge is cold", and it's like saying "the medicine is cold" and "the porridge is cold".Peng Yu closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and the strong man drank the dragon's blood like he was going to die.

Zhou Huai snorted and asked, "Is it good?"

"Well... it's alright."

Peng Yu couldn't help but smacked his lips, and found that the blood was not as fishy as he had imagined, and even had some grassy fragrance, like a handful of salted leaves boiled in an iron pot.Looking at the young man again, he didn't seem to smell too much blood after bleeding so much.

It's really strange, does dragon blood taste like this?

Zhou Huai patted the young man's motionless arm, and said in a nonchalant tone, "He has the best dragon's blood in the whole world."

Every hair on Peng Yu's head to toe shuddered.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Huai pouted at him.

Peng Yu blinked, this bowl of dragon's blood really... didn't feel anything, neither cold nor hot in his stomach, just like drinking a bowl of ordinary vegetable soup.No, vegetable soup can still fill you up.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Huai was ready to prove it himself. With a flick of his finger, he extinguished the oil lamp with a cover from a long distance away.

"Depend on!"

Peng Yu was frightened twice in one night. Coincidentally, another thunderbolt exploded outside, and it seemed to hit the top of his head with a bang.Half of his whole body was numb, and Ji Ling took a small step back, opening his eyes wide to see something, but in the end he could only see a piece of flawless darkness.

If you stare at his eyes at this time, you can see those eyes that are amazingly bright in the daytime, as if they were blowing out the wax to lose any energy, as empty as a blind person.

When the lamp was turned on again and the room became brighter, he blinked a few times, as if picking up a cluster of flames from the wick and putting them in his pupils, he regained his agility.

"Tsk," Zhou Huai expressed his contempt unabashedly, "If I knew it was useless, I wouldn't give it to you. It's a waste."

Peng Yu: "..."

Zhou Huai took the young man's pulse again, then yawned and put on his clothes and got up: "I'm going to sleep, you take care of him. It's cold in the lobby, and I have to see a doctor tomorrow morning, so you can move him to any room." Go, don't leave it here."

"No, you..."

Zhou Huai patted his hand again, choking his unfinished words in his throat: "You can pay for the consultation fee, even if you give more, it will be regarded as a good deed, accumulating virtue."

Peng Yu rolled his eyes until only the whites remained, and said to himself that you are always boasting, your skin is thicker than the courtyard wall that was collapsed by Long Zhen.

Zhou Huai didn't care how others hurt him behind his back, and went back to sleep on the second floor.This person is really immovable. After such a big event happened, he was able to sleep.

Peng Yu carefully picked up the young man and walked to the next door. Don't look at him as thin as malnourished, the weight is really heavy.Peng Yu really couldn't figure out where the weight came from, so he changed rooms for him.

This person fell from such a high place without breaking a single bone, he is indeed a dragon.

But since not even a single bone was broken, where did the injury on the side of his neck come from?

Thinking of this, Peng Yu glanced at the oil lamp with a frown, and said that Jirentang is poor, and can't even afford a bright oil lamp, so he will give them a batch tomorrow, and it will be regarded as a good deed and accumulating virtue.

It was still raining outside, and the momentum continued unabated. It seemed that this night would not stop.He fetched hot water and wiped the young man's body to remove the blood stains all over his body. With the help of the dim light, he finally saw his face clearly.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, there is a "click" and you are stunned.

Over the years, he traveled with the caravan, traveled to many places, and saw beauties of all kinds, but he had never poked his chest like the person in front of him.This person seems to have collected all the profound and restrained beauty in himself, and discarded all the flashy rhetoric—as if he has been playing with a purple clay pot for many years.

Such a deep charm really shouldn't appear on such a young face.

Feeling unstoppable in his heart, Peng Yu held his chin and looked at him without blinking, as if he was afraid that he would slip away from him.He unconsciously held the young man's hand, that hand was cold and dry, his fingers were slender and pale like his own, a little thin, but it seemed to contain everything in one grip, and it could turn clouds and rain in the blink of an eye.

For the first time in the past 20 years, Xiao Wandan's spring heart sprouted, and it was given to such a person of unknown origin—not even a person.He himself didn't know why this feeling was born, but the seed in his heart had already absorbed water in the heavy rain, waiting to break through the ground and sprout at any time.

After a night of heavy rain, it finally stopped at dawn the next day.It was midsummer, and the scorching heat would not be retreated by this unexpected rainstorm. At the end of the day, the coolness brought by the heavy rain began to retreat steadily, and it seemed that it was forced to be defeated by the re-evaporating heat.

As the wealthiest Peng family in Xianzhou, it is naturally the coolest in summer, and even the servants' room is filled with endless ice cubes.When the people pass by, they will hide under the wall outside the courtyard, as if this can take away some of the coolness of the ironing post.

But today is an exception, because the wall of Peng's courtyard collapsed.

Due to the sudden torrential rain last night, no one came to watch the "Heavenly God" in Peng's house. When the rain stopped, people who couldn't hold back their curiosity gathered outside the collapsed wall, rubbing their hands and looking inside. wait and see.

So Peng Yu had no choice but to throw the unconscious young man in the Jiren Hall, and went home early in the morning and told the guards to watch over the yard, not to let anyone with good deeds come in.The guards immediately surrounded the entire Peng residence into iron barrels, everyone froze, and played "The wooden man must not move" very tacitly.

At this time, Peng Yu looked at the gully on the ground expressionlessly, not knowing how deep and heavy the power of the dragon was, but it pushed down the compacted ground several feet, making it as firm as The floor tiles of the rock were crushed into pieces and splashed everywhere.After another night of heavy rain watering, a landscape river was directly opened for Peng's house.

The seed that was planted suddenly last night was brewing all night, and this morning it absorbed a little sunlight, and then applied a handful of fertilizers full of yellow waste. At this moment, an unruly sprout has quietly emerged. Playing around in the inner world of the little dandy who lacks awe and shame.

Since the dragon smashed into his house involuntarily, and he happened to look at his body, then he has to be responsible.Following this inexplicable train of thought, Peng Yu has classified the young man from "outsider" to "insider", and unceremoniously carried out an unrealistic fantasy - for example, this person will become his future wife .

Thinking of the "future daughter-in-law" giving him such a big gift just after they met, Peng Yu felt a little complicated in his heart, thinking that this giant dragon is extremely powerful, and if the love in the bridal chamber accidentally reveals its original shape, it will not be possible. To crush his husband to death?How can such a red event become a trivial matter, so wonderful?

"Master." The butler arched his hands at him, unaware that his young master's unrestrained imagination had already staged a human-animal relationship in his mind, and he even put together all the exciting fragments in the little pornographic book. , Kneaded into a shocking Eighteen Prohibition.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Peng Yu came back to his senses, and immediately put away the fantasy that had drifted away from the sky, and remained calm on the surface, "No one was killed last night, right?"

The housekeeper was very pleased. Although his young master was rich enough to buy ten palaces, he still cared about the safety of his servants. He was definitely a big deal.He didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately replied: "Young master, no one was killed, a few were slightly injured, and they have been sent to Jirentang."

Peng Yu nodded: "Okay, I'll allocate the gold and medicine money for the consultation in a while, you can help a little, and give them pocket money if there is more."

"Yes." The butler cupped his hands again, hesitant to speak, "There is one more thing."

"You said."

"The bird's nest on the old locust tree in our backyard... was knocked down by the heavy rain last night."

"What?" Peng Yu heard this, as if he had been poured cold water on his head, his face sank, and he frowned, "Go and see."

The backyard of the Peng family is half the size of the imperial garden, and it can accommodate four paved Jiren halls.The pavilions, terraces and pavilions are well arranged, and there is a small water pool with hundreds of heads of koi carp in the pool, all of which are like wandering in the air with nowhere to rely on.A few white lotuses are dotted on the surface of the water, and the lotus leaves are still holding raindrops, holding them in the heart of the leaves as if they are not willing to let go.

There is an old locust tree twenty steps away from the pool, which is born with uncanny craftsmanship.The trunk is thick and thick, bent almost to the ground, allowing two people to sit side by side, and then straight up, straight into the sky.

The torrential rain last night had already knocked down the pagoda trees full of trees, and the trees were covered with dots of white, like scattered jade pieces on the ground.Peng Yu stepped on the stone road and walked to the old locust tree. At the foot of the tree was a bird's nest that was almost broken.

"There were three chicks that had just broken their shells. When we came to see them this morning, they were all too cold. There was also an unhatched egg. I'm afraid..."

The dead chicks were no longer in the nest and must have been disposed of.Peng Yu bent down to pick up the bird's egg, the eggshell was so soft that it seemed to break if poked, and it was wet and cold.

"Where's the mother bird?"

The butler shook his head.

Thinking about it, it's impossible to still be there. There was such a big commotion last night that the chickens in the chicken coop almost escaped from prison, let alone the birds.Peng Yu looked at the egg with a heavy expression, and sighed softly.

It's not that a few birds are so important, it's just... this old pagoda tree has grown for a hundred years at least, and it has guarded the Peng family for three generations.As long as he can remember, he has been taught by his father every day, no matter how the Peng Mansion is rebuilt and expanded, this old locust tree will never be moved.It is not so much a tree as it is a spiritual symbol of the Peng family. Anyone can sit on that crooked neck, but no one wants to hurt it at all.

The tree grows to block out the sky and the sun, and the birds like to rest on the tree, but they seldom build their nests here.It was not easy to come to such a nest. Seeing that the chicks were born, their wings were fully fledged after this summer, and they unexpectedly folded on a rainstorm for no reason.

"Forget it." Peng Yu touched the rough bark of the old tree, "Clean here and see... see if there will be another nest in the future, and then we must take good care of it."

After he finished speaking, he carried the bird egg back to the room.

In the courtyard, the ground and courtyard walls damaged by the giant dragon were still being repaired in an orderly manner. He found a small box the size of a palm, covered it with three layers of brocade, and carefully put the bird's eggs in it.For some unknown reason, he neither made it into a rock-hard specimen, nor tried to continue to hatch it, but just left it there, thinking that one day it would break and rot, and then make plans.

Then he rubbed his cheeks hard, ordered himself to cheer up, put on a smile, and went to Ji Rentang to see his "future wife".