Small Lingzhi

Summer is hot and dry, and Lingzhi tosses and turns in the night. Not long after Xiao Junqian fell asleep, he quietly moved to the hay mat, opened his black and clear eyes, and looked at the sleeping man with closed eyes without blinking.

He stretched out his hand to touch his hot face, while the still Xiao Junqian looked refreshed, white and not stained with any dirt.

Lingzhi stretched out her fingertips to gently touch Xiao Junqian's face, and immediately retracted it.

Ah, it really feels cool to the touch, unlike him, like a ganoderma on fire.

Ling Zhi silently sighed sadly, Xiao Yan opened his eyelashes, the purpose is to see the funny melancholy flashing on the innocent and beautiful face of the little medicine man.

Little Yaoren is born with a smiling face, if such a person grows up in a wealthy family, presumably the elders will not be willing to let him worry about everything, and it is just right for him to smile all his life.

Lingzhi met the man's dark and deep eyes, and said "ah", she was caught peeping on the spot, and she didn't know where to move her hands and feet.

His voice was weak: "Jun Qian, did I disturb you?"

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "I saw a shadow in my dream, and that shadow told me that he couldn't sleep, so I got up to have a look."

Lingzhi laughed along with the man's smile: "Junqian, your dream is wrong, I want to go to bed now,"

Lingzhi turned her head three times a step at a time, although she wanted to stay close to Junqian for a longer time, but the patient should rest more, he should not be a messy Ganoderma lucidum.

Lingzhi lay down and thought again, Jun Qian was not angry with him, but always indulged him to stare at him, is that...

Is he special to him?

Will Xiao Junqian like herself?

The sudden thought startled Lingzhi, he covered half of his face with his hands and looked around, does Xiao Yan like himself, does he like his Ganoderma lucidum?

At that time, Lingzhi didn't quite understand "like", but when the idea came up, it was enough to make his heart palpitations and his mouth dry.

His budding liking for Xiao Junqian is very unique, different from his liking for eating fruits and grass leaves.

Ganoderma lucidum was in a dilemma, but all the beasts in the Wuqing Mountains for several miles liked him, and it was fine for Xiao Junqian to like himself.

Well, he is special to Xiao Junqian again, the very special kind of kindness is different from the kindness of giving the forest beasts medicinal herbs.

After waking up from sleep, Lingzhi felt lazy all over. He couldn't find anyone in the cave, so he walked to the entrance of the cave and saw a man standing on the stone platform.

The wind on the stone platform is cool, Xiao Yan stands with his body on his back, plain clothes are facing the wind, and his belt is dancing. The gray and old clothes can't hide his heroic demeanor, no matter his appearance or bone appearance, he is first-class.

Xiao Yan turned her head, her deep and dark handsome eyes instantly met Ling Zhi's gaze, and her eyes were soft.

Lingzhi stood at the entrance of the cave, unable to move for a while, patted his face and smiled.

Xiao Junqian likes himself very much, otherwise why does he always smile at him like this?

He moved to the side of the man, and imitated him to make a posture of standing with his hands behind his back.

The man stood with his hands behind his back and his demeanor was dignified, Lingzhi couldn't help but pretend to be sophisticated and sophisticated.He put down his hand to scratch at the untwisted hair, and smiled slowly.

"Junqian, are you blowing your hair?"

Xiao Yan said: "The scenery in the mountains is amazing, so I want to see more."

Ling Zhi raised her chest: "I'm familiar with this area. When Jun Qian feels better, I'll take you around."

Lingzhi tried to make his robe flutter in the wind like Xiao Junqian's. The man's figure was slender and his belt flew beautifully, while his robe covered his face and ran into his mouth.

Lingzhi poohed a few times, Xiao Junqian stretched out his hand to straighten the few laces that were stuck on his face and neck indiscriminately, Lingzhi pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning up.

The grain stored in the cave bottomed out, Xiao Junqian's body was recovering, and the food demand was increasing day by day, Lingzhi worried about the empty rice pottery.

He carried the bamboo basket and sat on the stone to put on the straw sandals: "Junqian, I'll go down the mountain to gather some herbs nearby to exchange for food. You wait for me in the cave."

Lingzhi walked a few steps worried, turned back and stood in front of Xiao Junqian, her beautiful and innocent face was full of solemnity: "Don't wander around, there are tigers in the mountains, they are very fierce."

Xiao Yan's eyes were gentle: "Okay, you should go back early and be careful on the way."

Lingzhi left the cave with one step at a time and turned her head three times. Xiao Yan lowered her brows and smiled, her expression was unpredictable.

He surveyed the terrain around the cave mansion, and the farther area was surrounded by the miasma that lingered all year round.The dark guard hadn't found this place yet, and with the lingering poison of Zen mind drifting snow in his body, it was too early to talk about leaving.

The Wuqing Mountains are long and long, and Lingzhi has traveled farther today.

The last time I went to the village, I heard that the old lady of the Wu San family had a heart ailment. He knew where the medicinal herbs that nourished the heart and lungs grew, but there was no road in the deep mountains. Less effort.

When Lingzhi collected nourishing medicinal materials suitable for Wu San's old lady, the sun was like a black golden bird falling high above his head, and the lush and dense light penetrated unevenly into the forest. Even though there were trees blocking him, it still made his cheeks sweat.

He patted his sore hands and feet, took out a few bright red ripe fruits from his bosom, wiped them with leaves, and swallowed them in small mouthfuls.

When walking to the surrounding villages at the foot of the mountain, Lingzhi bumped into a parked carriage outside the entrance of the village.

The car curtain was lifted, revealing Lan Wenxuan's gentle face.

"Lingzhi, you came to the village again today?"

Lingzhi smiled and nodded, and the gray-bearded old doctor sitting in the car poked his head and said, "What herbs did the baby bring, let the old man see."

Lingzhi stepped slightly, and sent the bamboo basket out of the window of the carriage.

Seeing the bloodstains on his fingers, the old doctor's eyes fell on the basket of freshly collected herbs, and he thought it was a good thing.

The old doctor said: "I will take these medicines with you, how about selling all the herbs you pick in the future?"

Lingzhi picked out a few medicinal herbs: "I leave this to Wu San's mother, and the rest can be sold to you."

The old doctor said: "They are all good medicines, how much did you sell them to the Wu family?"

Lingzhi said: "They exchanged a chicken for me."

The old doctor stroked his beard: "Little boy, do you know that if you sell this medicinal herb to the pharmacy, you can get more than ten or eight chickens for the money. Seeing how young you are, you are still in the dark when people extort money from you." inside."

Lingzhi hesitated, shook his head and nodded again.

The old doctor looked at him with a smile: "At a young age, although I don't know much about the world, I have a kind heart to save lives and heal the wounded, but we must always be careful not to be deceived by others."

Lingzhi pursed her lips and said "OK".

His medicinal herbs were given to Wu San's family, and Wu San gave him a chicken, which had been killed and plucked, and told Lingzhi that the chicken was particularly delicious when roasted.

Lingzhi picked up the chicken, wrapped it in lotus leaves and put it in a bamboo basket, and sold the rest of the herbs to the old doctor.

The old doctor is out today, and Lan Wenxuan is in charge of counting the herbs.

Lan Wenxuan shifted his gaze from the herbs to Lingzhi's fingers and the exposed feet of the straw sandals, and said, "The price of these herbs is enough to buy a few suitable clothes and shoes for a long time."

Knowing that the herbs that Lingzhi originally collected had been exchanged with the villagers, Lan Wenxuan knew what Master said was right.

Even if the spirit is a Bodhisattva with a heart, the villagers shouldn't give him something in exchange for dismissal.Just for the few medicinal materials for Wu Sanjia, ordinary people can't buy them with a year's harvest.

Lan Wenxuan counted the medicinal herbs Lingzhi brought, and paid the bill in person.

Lingzhi was holding a half-bulging money bag, and Lan Wenxuan instructed: "You have to keep it well, and don't expose your money. You are simple-minded. If you let someone who cares about you think about it, it will not be worth the loss. It is necessary to guard against others."

Lingzhi carefully put the money bag into her pocket.

Lan Wenxuan gave him another bag.

"There are still a lot of longevity fruits, do you want to eat some more?"

Lan Wenxuan was a little apprehensive. He would carry a bag of this longevity fruit with him every day, just to give it to Lingzhi when he met Lingzhi again.

Lingzhi hesitated and shook her head slightly.

He asked Xiao Junqian to peel the longevity fruit for him. Xiao Junqian was not happy anymore.

Lan Wenxuan maintained a decent smile on his face: "Next time if there are any delicious snacks, I'll give them to you."

Lingzhi nodded.

In the evening, Lingzhi went up to Wuqing Mountain with chickens in a bamboo basket and half a bag of broken silver on his back. Before saying goodbye to Lan Wenxuan, he took a look at the clothes Lan Wenxuan was wearing, thinking about it.

Sensing Lingzhi's gaze, Lan Wenxuan said joyfully, "The styles emerging in the city are very exquisite in materials and embroidery."

Lan Wenxuan intends to show Lingzhi his beautiful side.

Lingzhi said, "It's pretty."

He wanted to buy such beautiful clothes for Xiao Junqian next time he went to the city.

With the light of the moon shining, Lingzhi returned to the cave, and the sound floated in before anyone entered the cave.

"Junqian~"

A fire was lit in the cave, and Xiao Yan sat by the fire to peel potatoes.

Lingzhi happily took out the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves in the bamboo basket, Junqian shouted a few times, then holding the chicken, helpless, hurriedly sent it to Xiao Junqian.

He twitched a bit, smiled shyly and said, "Jun Qian, you can roast this chicken."

After Lingzhi realized that Xiao Junqian liked her, she became more lively in her shyness.

The tip of his nose wrinkled: "I don't know how to roast chicken, Wu San said that roasted chicken is delicious."

Lingzhi still had a lot to say, so she continued, "The clothes that are popping up in the city are so beautiful, can you show me what Junqian wears in the future?"

His eyes twinkled like stars: "Jun Qian must look better in new clothes than all of them."

Xiao Yan was almost happy, but his expression was always warm and light.

Little Yaoren thinks about everything now, and she has to dress herself up for him.

Xiao Yan said softly, "I'll show you how to wear it when I have a chance."

Lingzhi cheered happily, and quickly added: "Even if Jun Qian doesn't wear new clothes, he still looks good."

There is another sentence: "You can look good without wearing it."

Lingzhi didn't have any wrong thoughts at that time, the speaker didn't care but the listener did it, Xiao Yan peeled the potato skin crookedly in her hand, and her smile became more gentle.

The author says:

To be fixed, thank you all! !

感谢在2022-03-2419:57:01~2022-03-2519:38:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Huan; 3 bottles of Yue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!