Mu Chen's Anecdote

From time to time, there were some strange voices, interspersed with a few human voices.

Ya quietly guarded outside the room, squatting, looking very helpless, he suddenly understood his inexplicable emotions before, it turned out that he had unconsciously regarded the person in the room as a close friend, so he cared about him. , and couldn't help wanting to stay with him.

However, that person actually thought that he was entangled, maybe Su Zhi was forced to accept his intervention from the very beginning, and he was very reluctant to be friends with him.I also feel that this person is much warmer. It turns out that I am not even a friend in his heart. Who is to blame?I knew from the very beginning that Su Chen was a heartless person, didn't he?Why force him to give the same affection as himself.

Ya shook his head, and buried his head between his knees in self-abandonment.

A small paw rested on the back of his hand, and he raised his head, it was Yan.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Ya tugged at Yan's chubby face in displeasure, "Su Chen doesn't want us anymore, he doesn't care whether he wants to be friends with us or not."

"Squeak?" Yan called weakly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, the next second, a claw scratched the back of Ya's hand, and left angrily.

"I still don't believe it, silly boy."

Ya continued to squat, and there were fallen leaves falling in front of her eyes. They were leaves that were not completely dry and waterless, like a life that withered before the time came.Ya whispered to Ye Zi, the edge of the leaf curled up, a light blue flame rose, and finally disappeared.

Doesn't that person have a trace of sincerity?Haven't you cared even for a second for so long?

Ya suddenly remembered that not long ago, this person asked him to change his wet pants, and then he left Chu's house with his arms in his arms, and then this person took care of his injuries. Thinking of all these, in fact, Su Chen didn't care at all, right?

So, if you work harder, can you get closer to the boundary of friends?

A crisp sound broke Ya's thoughts, and he looked back at the closed door.

The door was opened from the inside, Qing's face was very pale, Ya hurried forward to help him, "What's the matter?"

"He's resting. Send him back when he wakes up. I'll go to your room to sleep for a while."

Ya nodded, supported Qing, and when the door closed, he saw Su Shi's sleeping face lying quietly on the bed.

The leaves in the courtyard have turned into a pile of ashes, and they will be blown away by the wind.

When Su Shi woke up, he was already on his own bed, the sky had already darkened, and the whole room was enveloped in a silent atmosphere, except for himself, there was no one else.

Su Zhi touched his eyes, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, there was nothing abnormal.

My stomach growled inappropriately, as if I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, no wonder I was so hungry.

Throwing off the quilt and putting on a thick coat, after waking up without the fatigue from before, Su Chen was thinking about what to get for dinner, but there was only the buns left in the cupboard that he hadn’t finished eating at breakfast, and a dish that had been cold for a long time. vegetable soup.

Su Yan pursed her lips, and seemed to be able to make up for it.

No candles were lit, and I filled my stomach with cold food at the table under the dark sky. There was no severe discomfort, but the raw and cold food pressed against my long-hungry stomach, making people sick.

It's been a long time since I've lived alone, and I'm not used to it, Su Shi took a long breath, lay back on the bed and prepared to sleep until the next morning.

***

When the morning light came into the room, Su Shi was woken up by a slight knock on the door.He moved his hand from his forehead, squinted his eyes and looked at the door of the room. No one, is it the wind?

When he drowsily washed, he sadly found that he seemed to be suffering from a cold. Misfortunes never come singly. He scooped up cold water and rubbed vigorously a few times to try to wake himself up.He casually tucked his fine hair behind him and opened the window to ventilate. He suddenly realized that he had eaten all he could eat last night. If he wanted to settle for breakfast, he would have to spend half an hour running to the market to buy it. But if he was lucky, the entrance of the village would be close to There are hawkers who sell real things. It should be enough to get a few eggs and buy some rice.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold air invaded the room mercilessly, Su Shu couldn't help shivering, and fastened his clothes tightly resignedly.

Um?I bumped into something under my feet, looked down, a package?

Su Shu squatted down and carefully untied the wrapping belt. The moment he opened it, the aroma came out. A few sweet potatoes that were still steaming looked so delicious at this moment, and there were some fruits.

There was a piece of paper at the bottom, and the beautiful characters on it were familiar:

【Eat these things while they are hot. I will come to you at night and go to Chu’s house together.By the way, have a good rest. 】

Without a signature, you can tell who sent it at a glance.

Su Chen sat at the table and peeled off the scorched shell of the sweet potato. The tempting red flesh like a pumpkin was steaming. After taking a bite, it was tender and delicious.

Yahou wanted to understand that Su Shi's words were deliberately heard by her mother, but she didn't know the reason. The last time her mother saw Su Shi, she looked like she had lost her soul.I don't seem to be her own, no one has told me all this since I was a child.

"came back?"

"Well, where's Lazy?"

"My brother is sleeping, he ate too much just now."

Ya walked around the stone table in the yard, and sat down opposite Qing.

This house was found by Ya, the previous owner was a foreigner, it is said that he left after he succeeded in cultivating immortality, in Ya's opinion, it is complete nonsense.

To put it simply, even if the heavens need manpower, they will not start with mortals. Just taking off mortal bones and replacing them with immortal bones can kill half of a mortal, not to mention that it cannot be done without the help of the gods.Obviously no one wants to do such a thankless thing.

Therefore, if a person wants to become a fairy, he must be reincarnated as an animal.

Ordinary beasts can become demons with meditation, and it is easier to be promoted from demons to immortals to become a little loose fairy, but the process is also extremely painful. In addition to changing bones, they also need to endure the suffering of heavenly calamity. If you can't survive the last level of giving up, you can only choose to be the king of the mountain.

That foreigner had no sons or daughters, in fact, not many people knew that there was such a person living in the depths of Fuxi Mountain, so after his death, this house became a veritable ghost house, so I was very happy Zhanshan became king and brought his family here.

The house is not big, except for a courtyard, there are only four rooms left, one of which is an alchemy room...Ya cleaned it out and built a kitchen. At first, he was surprised that this person didn't have a kitchen in the whole house?Do you really live by taking pills?No wonder it fell off so early.

The remaining three rooms are divided into one room for each person, but Yan is too small, so his room is basically idle.

"Can I talk to you?"

Qing pointed to the fur coat on the stone bench, and Ya took it and put it on for his mother.

"Would you like to drink? This is from Wei Feng, it's very good."

Wei Feng is also a resident of this hill, but this guy has been pursuing Qing for many years and still doesn't give up, it's really pitiful.

Ya asked, "Is he still trying to be my stepfather?"

Qing asked, "Do you like the footless father?"

"..." Wei Feng is a snake spirit.

Qing gave up: "So, he will continue like this for a long time."

Ya said, "Actually, I don't mind."

Qing made a final statement: "I think it's good for the three of us to live together, there's no need to add another unimportant person."

The implication is that Su Chen is also this irrelevant person.

"He's just my friend, and Xiaolan likes him very much." Pooh, what a stupid reason, let's get to the point quickly, "Why did you say that to him?"

"Well, what kind?" Qing looked calm and muttered as he watched his son there.

"Your behavior is like breaking up the domineering parents of the hard-working mandarin ducks." Ya also felt that the more he said, the more unreliable he was, and his voice gradually dropped.

Qing was about to order a cup for Ya, but when he stopped, the cup on his side was hit by an elbow, and rolled down the stone table, making a crisp cracking sound.

"Wei Feng spent a lot of money to get it." Qing recovered his stiffness for a moment, smiled and flicked his sleeves to make the cup disappear.

"Then you should be careful."

"Ya, you need to know one thing, I never harmed you."

"I know." Hearing what his mother said, Ya felt very uncomfortable. After all, he didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes. It was because he knew that his mother was always for his own good, so he was even more puzzled.Both of them are very important to me, and if I lose either one, I will feel empty in my heart.

"You can be friends with Shan Mao Jing, Hei Lang Jing and even Wei Feng's son."

"Wei Feng doesn't have a son, he has always guarded himself like a jade for you."

Qing ignored it and continued, "But Su Shi, can we just leave it like this? Don't go looking for him again."

Ya quietly picked up the teacup and shook the tea leaves in it. I have never liked to drink this kind of thing with the smell of grass. Why do carnivorous animals learn to be arty, what is so good about bitter and astringent?

"you--"

"It's getting late, I'm going to take him to Chu's house, let's talk when we come back."

"it is good."

Qing watched his son leave without moving a cup of tea, so he really didn't want to drink it?It's capricious.

The author has something to say: Today I took the TAT exam, and the composition went off topic, and I was depressed. . . . .

I will finish the first volume as soon as possible. If I finish it before the winter vacation, I will stop for a while and continue to the second volume during the winter vacation. I have been writing the second volume of Xiandoufu recently, so I use the computer to save the manuscript.