Small Lingzhi

The sound of rain was lingering, and thunder was faintly floating in the valley. The rain for a full hour trapped Lingzhi and the man in the cave.

Standing side by side, one taller and one shorter figure stared at the curtain of rain falling from the entrance of the cave.

Ling Zhi gently twisted her sore neck, and cast a gloomy glance at Xiao Junqian.

Compared to watching the rain and listening to the wind with the presence of such an old god, he was impatient, and was more willing to run back to the bed with Xiao Junqian to sleep.

But Xiao Junqian can see the rain in samadhi. He has a good appearance, and he can close his eyes and fall asleep while standing.

The slender body was slanted, and Ling Zhi, who was so sleepy and began to drift, fell into a pair of arms.

Lingzhi was picked up in front of the man, raised her sleepy eyes, and whispered vaguely: "Jun Qian, why don't we go back to sleep?"

He tilted his face and rubbed against the man's shoulder, leaning against Xiao Junqian's arms without any resistance.

Lingzhi does not dislike being close to Xiao Junqian, and even likes this person hugging him very much.

The arms are broad, and there is a very light smell on the body, which should be the smell that mushrooms, flowers, plants and trees like them will like.

Lingzhi used to be a solitary plant, swaying in the rain and wind, and it was always its blessing to protect the surrounding grass and forest branches and buds. A blessed and precious Ganoderma lucidum like him has never encountered a blessing that can cover it. own stuff.

In a daze, he asked Xiao Junqian to hug him tighter, and a memory flashed through his mind in a trance.

It seems that I have been photographed by someone before, but that was a long time ago. It was so long before he was able to transform and the umbrella cover had not grown so fat.

But now he met Xiao Junqian, Xiao Junqian was gentle and considerate to him, he could do anything, but Xiao Junqian was not in good health, he had to work hard to heal him.

Lingzhi hugged the man's arm tightly and giggled, as if talking in her sleep, she fell asleep while standing in the man's arms.

Xiao Yan has never seen a person who can sleep like Lingzhi. He lifted his face that was crooked on the side of his neck. The young man's smooth skin seemed to be able to cover his fingers, his breath was warm, and his hands and feet were particularly entangled.

Half supported and half picked up Ling Zhi and lay back on the bed, then raised his hands and feet to arrange them neatly, Xiao Yan sat beside him and didn't get up immediately.

He looked at the people with unpredictable eyes, walked out of the cave, and asked the black-clothed dark guards hiding nearby to go down the mountain to handle errands.

A little after the rain, Lingzhi was sleeping soundly, facing the handsome pale face that was so close in front of her eyes.

He stared blankly at Xiao Junqian, and after a while, he realized that the man's expression was wrong.

Lingzhi pursed her lips, and put her hands on the man's shoulders and pushed gently.

"Jun Qian, wake up."

"You are having a nightmare, open your eyes quickly."

Beads of sweat oozed from both sides of the man's bun, and Lingzhi wiped it off for him, calling out persistently.

The black and clear pupils were full of worry, and when they met Xiao Yan's deep eyes, he bent his eyebrows, as if it was not the other party but himself who had the nightmare.

Lingzhi pursed her mouth and muttered, "I'm so sad."

He flung himself beside the pillow, grabbed his sleeve with his fingers and carefully wiped Xiao Yan's bun.

"Junqian, did you have any nightmare?"

The slightly astringent and slightly bitter herbal smell lingered in the nose, dispelling the depression in Xiao Yan's heart.

He has dreamed of his teacher twice in a row, and it has been so long that Xiao Yan almost forgot it.But some regrets are always engraved in my heart, even if the memory is old and gray, I suddenly think of it at a casual moment.

Perhaps it was because of his frail body, the regret that Xiao Yan hadn't recalled for many years now filled his heart with a long-lost and strange sense of loss.

Xiao Yan looked sideways, and the little medicine man's eyes were so clean that the real worry in his pupils directly flashed in his eyes.

He put away his thoughts, sighed briefly, and said softly: "It's nothing, don't worry."

Lingzhi obviously didn't believe it: "But you sweat a lot."

Lingzhi unfolded his sleeves, let Xiao Yan see the sweat stains on the fabric, and asked worriedly: "Is it because you are not feeling well?"

Xiao Yan was speechless.

Ling Zhi reluctantly turned to the man and called softly, "Jun Qian..."

Xiao Yan covered her lips, shook her head and smiled.

In this uninhabited mountain, after staying for a long time, it seems that the shadows in people's hearts have been removed.

He stared at the sincere and innocent face of the little Yaoren, and his thoughts relaxed a little, such a state of mind had not appeared for many years.

"I……"

Lingzhi moved closer: "Huh?"

Xiao Yan pushed away the boy who was about to stick it on his face: "I did have a bad dream."

Lingzhi: "What is it?"

Xiao Yan said lightly: "My benefactor, back then he became ill for a long time and wanted to die with all his heart."

And he was still too young at that time, so that he couldn't see his teacher's desire to die, and he gave up the last glimmer of hope.

Even though that glimmer of hope made the chance of his mentor surviving as good as nothing, he did not try his best to fight for it after all.

As Lingzhi listened, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and then became clear again.

He whispered: "You, you planted a burnt Ganoderma lucidum..."

Xiao Yan rarely raised a bitter smile.

"That Ganoderma lucidum, I wanted the teacher to take it back then, but the teacher said that his body is not sick every day or two. Look at this Ganoderma that I picked up, it was burnt to pieces, the teacher said with a smile It's not that he doesn't have medicine on him, so why bother with that Ganoderma lucidum that has been burnt so blurry that you can't make out its outline."

Lingzhi hugged her knees tightly, staring blankly at the floor.

Then the young Xiao Yan found a place around the foot of the mountain and buried the Ganoderma lucidum that had been burned miserably by the earth dragon fire into the soil. The Ganoderma lucidum took root again and grew slowly.

Lingzhi looked up and looked again, and a lot of trance memories flooded into her mind at once.

At that time, the Ganoderma lucidum was about to take human form. Unfortunately, there was a vision in the sky, and the dragon fire erupted. His Ganoderma lucidum could not escape in time, and was rushed away by the dragon fire wrapped in leaves.

Later, the leaves were broken and the Ganoderma lucidum was burnt to a blur. It was a blessing in misfortune that it was not cooked.

Although he was lucky enough to survive at the time, he was also dying, his body was tattered, with a few roots left, and the umbrella cover was black and covered with dust and broken.

Ganoderma lucidum's whole mind was wandering, and she looked at Xiao Junqian many times, brightly and secretly.

He reached for his ankle, fidgeting.

After Xiao Yan finished talking about this matter, she felt a little relieved, and the little Yaoren had a simple mind, and the past was not a secret but became a secret for each other, enough for the little Yaoren to enjoy it for a long time without talking nonsense.

Xiao Yan said: "This is a secret between us, how about it."

Lingzhi pursed her lips and smiled crookedly.

He said softly: "Okay."

Resist not to tell Xiao Junqian that he is the little ganoderma he planted.

Lingzhi didn't go anywhere that day, and Xiao Junqian was not feeling well, so he stayed in the cave every step of the way, as if rooted.

When the man fell asleep, he picked up the pottery pot and went to the back mountain to fetch water. He found a lot of small things from the baggage, and went to play with the small pots and bottles that Xiao Yan had put neatly. In Dongfu.

Just like ants moving house, Lingzhi moved the small things in the cave bit by bit. When he lived with a Ganoderma lucidum, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now more and more things are added to the cave, and everything has something to do with him and Xiao Junqian.

After finishing all this, Lingzhi just ran to the other side of the bed to lie down lazily. He turned from side to side and couldn't sleep.

He stared obsessively at Xiao Junqian's long eyebrows, eyelashes, and straight nose bridge, and when he stopped by his lips, he licked the corner of his own mouth inexplicably.

The black-clothed dark guard who came back from the mission hid in the corner and glanced silently, unable to bear to look directly at the young man's teasing Grand Master's face with a blade of grass.

In the past, let alone teasing the grand master with leaves of grass, anyone who dared to get so close to the grand master would have his head moved back to his hometown.

The author says:

To be fixed, thank you all! !

感谢在2022-03-3021:53:04~2022-03-3123:00:03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: 5 bottles of Yueyue; 1 bottle of Qiuyue;

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