Legend of Shangxian

"Ah, what is this? Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao, help me, I'm blind." Jiang Fan tightly held the elf in his hand, and Jiang Hao and Qinghun almost jumped up and rushed towards this side.

The ginseng-shaped elf squeezed out another wave of juice and shot at Jiang Fan, and slapped Jiang Fan's mouth with leaves left and right: "Let you bully me, let you bully me."

At the same time, Qinghun, Jiang Hao, and Niu Yiming all piled on top of Jiang Fan.Qing Hun's eyes are sharp and his hands are quick to wrap the red cloth around the ginseng-shaped elf: "Jiang Fan, let go!"

It's really hard to find anywhere, Jiang Fan has a spirit bead on his body, and that spirit bead is the inner alchemy of the dryad himself, and the scents attract each other, and he let his nature follow him all the way in ignorance.

The elf changes in all kinds of ways, lurking in the invisible for a long time.If a mortal don't say grab it, just touch it and it will disappear without a trace.The county magistrate is not as good as the current one, but the essence of plants and trees is a little afraid of the local mountain gods and the land. Jiang Fan was stunned, and grabbed him for fear that he would run away, so he used all his strength.

The ginseng-shaped elf innocently thought that there were really novelties to look at, and didn't want to be fooled by a guy who seemed easy to deceive. He hated Jiang Fan for deceiving himself, and was angry that he didn't care about the severity of the attack, so he insisted on revenge. The movement was slow, and he was wrapped in Qinghun's arms.

Niu Yiming threw the bamboo hat aside and didn't bother to pick it up, looking at Qinghun excitedly: "Sister, is it him?"

Qinghun hugged it in his arms with firm eyes, and nodded to him and Jiang Hao respectively.

Jiang Fan scratched in mid-air with both hands: "Ah, I'm blind, I'm blind, I can't see, Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao, where are you?" Jiang Hao pulled Jiang Fan up, half-embracing him in his arms, She reached out her hand to wipe his face, and sniffed it under her nose: "It's all right, there's nothing serious."

"I can't see, my eyes are sore. Huh~" Jiang Fan's eyes were sore and swollen, tears were streaming down, and he couldn't help rubbing with the back of his hand.

Jiang Hao grabbed his hands, "Don't move around, let me do it!" Jiang Hao pinched his eyelids and licked his tongue a little bit: "It's just ginger juice, nothing more."

Jiang Fan blinked his eyelids, the figure in front of him was far and near, clear and hazy, he shook his head, closed his eyes and opened them again, gradually became clear, Jiang Hao's face was close at hand.When Jiang Fan's face was exposed to the sun, it turned half red.Turning his gaze to one side, he saw Qing Hun hugging a red cloth wrapped in a shape, Jiang Fan patted it through the red cloth: "Let you use a hidden weapon."

The elf squeaked and protested: "Bad guy, let me go, I don't know you, who are you?" twisting and struggling under the red cloth.

"Who are you?" Jiang Fan asked viciously.

"I am Ginseng Essence, you blind Wang Ba, I am Ginseng Essence of Bapin Ye, Zhongshan Mountain God is my patriarch, if you dare to imprison me, my patriarch has come to peel your skin."

"Ginseng essence? Ah bah," Jiang Fan was amused when he saw what he said in an interesting way, "How about ginseng essence like you? Which ginseng plant grows like you? The five big and three thick ones still have beards flying around. , spraying ginger juice all over your body with a few radish leaves, tell me, what kind of monster are you? Believe it or not, I will cut you into slices and marinate them in a jar? Take them out in winter, oh, just make pickles.”

The elf suddenly lost his voice, looking at the shape under the cloth, it seemed that he was grabbing his own leaves to cover his face.Jiang Fan waited for him to refute, only to see that he stopped uttering half a sentence, and several people were very surprised.

Jiang Fan said that the Chinese ginseng is a meticulous work, and it has been refined for many years. He has traveled all over the mountains and plains and has not seen a ginseng plant similar to himself. He also suspects that he is a monster.

The patriarch said that he was conceived by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon from the aura of heaven and earth, and because of his extraordinary birth, he will do great things in the future.But those ginseng laughed at him, and this land that looked good always laughed at him too, it was so bad, I burst into tears.

The four people looked at each other when they heard him weeping, Jiang Fan pulled his ears embarrassedly, and gave Jiang Hao a look.It's true that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. He just wanted to tease it, but he didn't think it was serious. It was because he had been with Jiang Hao for a long time that he learned to have such a poisonous mouth.

Qinghun patted the elf through the fabric, rubbing his face against its back, the ginseng gradually stopped crying, and rubbed his head against Qinghun's cheek.

Jiang Fan felt a little embarrassed, and reached out to touch the back of his neck.Embarrassed, he found other excuses to resolve it, and lifted the red cloth to look at Shen Jing: "Are you crying? I didn't mean to."

Ginseng raised her head, shook the leaf and slapped Jiang Fan nearby: "If you don't know anything, just talk nonsense."

He hit Jiang Fan with such strength that it didn't hurt, but it was somewhat embarrassing for a god to be slapped again and again under the watchful eyes of everyone.Jiang Fan rubbed his face, and simply sat down on the ground: "Then tell me about your background, and I'll listen."

Shen Jing's eyebrows were squeezed together again: "I'm too lazy to tell you now."

He only remembered that he was like this when he was formed, the size of a thumb at that time, and the leaves were only two grades.

Jiang Fan tried his best to persuade him, but the tree spirit refused to admit his identity, and the two bickered back and forth, which seemed a bit harassing.

"Then what do you think I've changed?"

"You don't even know what changed you, but I know what changed you?"

"I am a ginseng. You are ignorant and have little knowledge. You have big eyes in vain. If you put this trick on your face, it will match your forehead. You are blind when you open your eyes. The stupid ginseng responds to everything, and I am annoyed. I called Shen Zishen Grandchildren, shoot juice in your face together, and pickle me, I will pickle you first. In winter, I will cut you into pieces and eat them with white rice. Scholarly family"

"Hey, you've grown up. Don't you ask your patriarch to back you up? What about the son of Samson? Come on, let me have a look at one and a half."

Jiang Hao shook his head, the two in front of him, one is an elf with thousands of years of practice, the other is a ghost with hundreds of years of Taoism, they are like children in the market bickering, comparing each other to see who is more rascal.

Ginseng obviously took the lead, so he changed his strategy: "Hmph, stupid ginseng has boundless mana, and it's more than enough to clean up you guys. Just you few garlics, where are you a bunch of messy ghosts? How dare you call me a goblin?" Look, the five of us stand together, and the four of us are gone, sooner or later we will accept you."

The elf wrapped in red cloth frowned linearly, twisted and kicked like a baby in swaddling clothes.

"Hmph, since you know our background, you are not being honest. Since you said you are a ginseng essence, well, let me ask you, does ginseng make you a great tonic?"

"Why don't I make up for it?"

"Then I'll try it."

Just as the dryad was about to squeeze the juice, Jiang Fan covered his face and turned his head to sneak into Jiang Hao's armpit.Qinghun held down the tree spirit who was about to jump out, hugging her in her arms with mixed feelings. "Stop arguing. If it's not, then it's not!"

Niu Yiming patted Jiang Fan's shoulder from behind, which meant that you don't have dignity anyway, so don't get too entangled in these things.

Jiang Fan hummed softly, kicked his buttocks and buried his face under Jiang Hao's armpit. Jiang Hao remained calm, looking back and forth at the half-turned buttocks.

The elf nested in Qinghun's arms and became much quieter, "I want to bask in the sun." Qinghun leaned on the spell given by Jiang Hao and sat in the direct sunlight under the scorching sun, the ginseng essence in his arms really stopped talking , stretching the branches, leaves and roots comfortably and naturally, even through a layer of red cloth, you can guess the lazy look, "You little monsters, what do you want me to do?"

Qinghun stroked it lightly: "Nothing to do. As long as you are well."

"Then don't hold me back." Qing Hun didn't hold on to it either, the ginseng essence ran away when it hit the ground, and disappeared in no time.

Jiang Fan hastily pressed his hands, but he was a step too late, and fell all over, with ten fingers slammed on the ground, and dust from his hands.Jiang Fan couldn't help complaining about Qinghun, "I finally caught it, why did you let it go?"

Qinghun sighed: "It has not enlightened, even if we take him back, it may not be useful."

The elf ran away without a trace, the four of them looked at each other, Qinghun smiled impatiently: "It's really gone."

Jiang Fan patted the dust off his body and sighed: "Forget it, I've had enough rest, I'll look for it again."

Several people acted separately, and there was no sign of Shen Jing even in the sky full of stars.Prepare to stay here overnight, light a bonfire, and Niu Yiming and Jiang Fan hunted a few hares and pheasants.

After the meal, Qinghun talked about the interesting stories about her and her younger brother when they were young. Jiang Fan also talked about Jiang Hao's mischievous behavior when he was young. Positive face, "I never imagined that Jiang Tongpan would be so lively and active when he was young."

Although Jiang Hao didn't strike up a conversation, he kept listening with his ears upright. It turned out that the man remembered that he looked at Jiang Fan faintly and raised one corner of his mouth slightly.

The few people chatted happily, and unexpectedly, a small figure came back from a distance. The crown was roughly thin, and it was a ginseng essence that had walked and walked back. It sat there with a big stab: "What do you eat? Why don't you catch it?" I?"

Although it was dark, the elf's body was still dirty, especially there was a piece of plaster on the right forehead, like a patch.

"It's only been a few hours since I saw you, how did you do this?" Qinghun was very surprised.

There was a small point under the eyebrows of the ginseng-shaped elf, which seemed to be pouted, and said in a muffled voice, "I walked in a hurry in the afternoon, drilling around in the soil, and accidentally hit the granite."

Jiang Fan lifted a piece of broken skin under its ribs, revealing white and tender flesh: "Actually, you are a carrot, right?"

The elf frowned as if about to squeeze ginger juice, Jiang Fan immediately hid to the side.Leaning on Jiang Hao's upper body, he looked at Shen Jing with a smile: "It's so miserable."

Ginseng squeaked at Jiang Fan to protest, Qinghun hugged it on his lap, took out a handkerchief and cleaned it up a little bit: "How could you be injured so badly?"

Shen Jing twisted his body, and his voice became lower and lower: "I met a rhinoceros monster, bite my ass/ass." Jiang Fan felt that the middle of the line seemed to roll his eyes in his direction.

Jiang Fan found it funny even more, turned his head and smiled at Jiang Hao, saw that Jiang Hao was looking down at him, his face was still expressionless, after getting along for a long time, Jiang Fan could see clearly, his eyes were slightly bent.

As if an electric current was running through his whole body, Jiang Fan coughed lightly and half sat up.His brother-in-law is really not to be judged by his appearance, looking at such a serious person, he is even cold sometimes.Unexpectedly, he still has bad habits. When he thought of that puppet, Jiang Fan still had the same expression on his face, and Jiang Fan shook his head unbearably.

The ginseng essence stretched its branches and leaves, and Ren Qinghun wiped it bit by bit. Niu Yiming scooped up a bowl of clear soup to feed it. Shu Mei looked at her: "Actually, I know you, right?"

"Cough~cough~" Jiang Fan coughed lightly, and looked at Jiang Hao winkingly, which means you see, the little man has learned to eat tofu before he's enlightened.Jiang Hao followed his gaze and was staring at Qinghun's chest. The four people's gaze made Qinghun feel embarrassed, but the ginseng essence fell asleep and sniffed unconsciously.

"Do you remember?" Qinghun asked tentatively.

"No, it's just very familiar. You have a mother's smell on you."

Qinghun smiled wryly, her sickly husband had left her a son, and the second day after being force-fed by the lady, a baby boy was born. It's a pity that she is destined to be childless.お稥 "I'm Kefuke..." She once said to the old tree spirit, the old tree spirit shook the branches and leaves rustling, and the sunny day outside the shade of the tree, the old tree spirit said to her: "The green soul is dead, don't come again Trapped by past lives."

But the fortune-teller's fortune-telling was so accurate that she couldn't help but not believe it, and Qing Hun traced back and forth on the face of the ginseng-shaped elf like crazy: "Then you are willing to be my son?"

"Sister?" Niu Yiming was dumbfounded, how could he say such things to his benefactor?And Qinghun's expression was solemn and he didn't seem to be joking.

The ginseng-shaped elf gathered the beards on the side, bent the roots, and sat there cross-legged like a person with arms folded, with a troubled face: "Tell me about the past! What is my origin?"

"Hey you," the elf nodded his chin at Jiang Fan: "What are you doing here with the land of Luoyang? Do you know that you crossed the line? Don't you guys click? What should you do when you're not here?" Jiang Fan smiled: "You don't have to worry about someone answering for me, it's better to figure out who you are first!"

"Hmph, I was born like this. Of course I am a spiritual creature in the world, but since people have past and present lives, the essence of plants and trees must also exist. The ancestor also said that I have a history, so please tell me! I think Know!"

Jiang Fan involuntarily met Jiang Hao's eyes, Jiang Hao smiled at Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan was stunned.Suddenly, he felt that Jiang Hao's smiling eyes were affectionate and his brows were pretty. If this radiance was aimed at any woman, Jiang Fan's heart would be suffocated.

Qinghun finished telling the tree spirit's life experience, and Yu Tree spirit said things that he had no memory, as if he was listening to someone else's story. "Then what are you going to do?"

"The curse on your inner alchemy must be lifted, and your cave must be taken back. Even if it is not for you, it is also for the sake of the creatures. They have been poisoned for a long time, and they are always looking forward to when they will come out. The atmosphere is smoky and there is no peace all day long, it is simply the anger of the sky and the people's resentment."

"Okay, no matter who it is for, it is our duty to do justice for the sky. Let's go!"

Niu Yiming held down the tree spirit: "This matter needs to be discussed in the long run, and we need to make a detailed arrangement." Then he looked at Jiang Hao.

Several people thought about it and decided to let Qinghun find the way. They arrived afterward, and the vine-killing spirit was caught off guard. Qinghun said: "I have been out for a long time. In order to avoid the monster's suspicion, I must go back and report."

Niu Yiming also volunteered to go with him. Jiang Fan watched them discussing the details passionately with a smile.Suddenly, several people looked at him in unison.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Jiang Fan turned his head, and there was no one behind him, so he looked around, not knowing why.

Jiang Hao hissed: "You're a bait, why don't you feel conscious at all."