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After Shi Chen finished speaking, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Er Qi had woken up at some point, and at this moment he was showing his teeth expressionlessly at him, and a small tiger fang gleamed coldly.

Erqi kicked his feet.

Shi Chen put his feet down, and Er Qi stood up with a gloomy face.

Shi Chen sneered, casually fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead, and said fearlessly, "Hmph."

Erqi: "Ahh!"

The next moment, Shi Chen ran back to his room in a cowardly and aggrieved manner covering his almost bleeding hand.

Erqi wiped his mouth, snorted coldly, and was about to turn his head to look at Rong Buyu, when a white shadow suddenly fell from his ear, and he quickly caught it with his sharp eyes.

When he took a closer look, it turned out to be the white duruo that Rong Buyu gave him in the nightmare just now.

Er Qi was stunned for a while, a childish smile slowly appeared on his dirty little face, he carefully folded the flower in his palm, and rubbed it lightly on his face.

It's just that he didn't know how long he had been bouncing around outside Qinghe City, his face was covered with dust, and he just rubbed it, and the white petals were dirty, and two petals were rubbed off.

Er Qi was startled, and frantically went to catch the floating petals, only to realize the fact that he seemed to be too dirty to see people.

Recalling that he was still rubbing against Rong Buyu's body just now, Er Qi's body froze, and he suddenly wanted to throw his head on the snow to wake himself up.

In this short period of time, Shi Chen has been bitten three times, and he is pitifully applying medicine in his room.

He had just bandaged up the tooth marks that looked like dog bites, when the dilapidated door was knocked twice suddenly.

Before Shi Chen could react, Er Qi pushed the door open and walked in, his dirty face couldn't hide his gloomy expression.

When Shi Chen saw him, he felt pain in his hands. He quickly shrank into the bed and said vigilantly, "What are you doing? I didn't mess with you, enough is enough!"

Er Qi pursed his lips and said after a long time, "Is there any water?"

Shi Chen: "What?"

Er Qi tore his tattered clothes, and asked impatiently, "Water!"

When Shi Chen saw his filthy virtue, he realized his intention. He originally wanted to ridicule him, but recalling the force of this brat's bite, Shi Chen immediately swallowed the words of ridicule.

He curled his lips: "Uncle Rong can't touch water, and in this cold weather, even if there is water, it will be frozen into ice, what are you thinking?"

Erqi frowned: "Why can't he touch the water?"

Shi Chen snorted at him: "Why should I tell you?"

Er Qi bared his teeth.

Shi Chen immediately shrank back again, waved his hands and said: "Young hero, calm down, calm down—is there snow without water? Here, there is a fire pocket on the table. You can find some firewood in the northernmost room. Put the pot on top, put some snow on it and melt it, won’t there be water?”

Erqi was blunt and confident: "I don't know how to do it, you can do it for me."

Shi Chen was so angry that he almost fell on his back: "Your surname, don't go too far, who are you taking as a servant? And you are so old that you can't even boil water. If Uncle Rong finds out, you will definitely hate it so much." You get out."

Erqi originally wanted to force Shichen to be a coolie, but he was stunned for a moment when he heard the last sentence, and stood there blankly for a long time before walking out without saying a word.

When Shi Chen saw him go out, he immediately closed the door, lest the little ancestor come back and eat him like a chicken paw.

But after a while, Erqi came back with a fire booklet.

Shi Chen said angrily: "What's wrong?"

Er Qi seemed a bit embarrassed to speak, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "Huozhe doesn't know how to use it."

Shi Chen: "..."

Shi Chen pressed his forehead.

In order to prevent this brat from burning down Rong Buyu's house, Shi Chen, wearing his clothes on, snatched the fire folder from Er Qi's hand cursingly, and said, "Trash, I'll do it!"

Erqi didn't pay attention to the ridicule, and followed him to the woodshed.

Rong Buyu doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers, and goes to Shichen's to eat when he's hungry, and all the trifles are done by Shichen, who is so proficient in his movements.

He took out a bundle of firewood piled in the corner, put the pot on it, and chattered and mocked Er Qi who was awkwardly digging snow by the crack of the door.

"You, if I hadn't saved you, you would have been frozen into ice slag long ago, and you don't know how to repay your kindness, what a white-eyed wolf."

Shi Chen was young, he didn't hold grudges very much, and his heart was as soft as tofu, and when he saw the poor boy, all his anger disappeared.

"My Uncle Rong looks gentle, but these years he can't even support himself, let alone you? If you want to stay here to eat and clothe yourself, you have to be a bit more aggressive."

Er Qi squatted aside, staring at the snow in the pot turning into water little by little, and asked, "He also raises you?"

Shi Chen said: "Strictly speaking, I raised him, and I bought all the wine."

He proudly puffed out his chest: "Uncle Rong likes it."

Erqi let out an "oh", not knowing what it was like in his heart.

After a while he suddenly said: "Don't buy it in the future."

Shi Chen paused, wondering: "Why?"

Er Qi said, "I'll buy it."

Shi Chen: "..."

Er Qi thought for a while, and added: "Buy him the best."

As soon as he smelled the wine just now, he knew it was a bad wine mixed with other things, so he couldn't bear to drink it.

Shi Chen looked at him in disbelief, and said, "Brother, stop talking big, let's support yourself first."

Er Qi was too lazy to speak.

Shi Chen boiled a pot of water, got a wooden basin to hold it, and found a square towel and handed it to Er Qi, saying: "After using the water, pour it outside, don't let Uncle Rong touch it."

Er Qi was splashing water on his face with his hands, when he heard the words, he answered vaguely.

Only then did Shi Chen put out the fire and went back to his room to sleep.

Rong Buyu stayed in the nightmare for three full days, when he woke up again, it was already light outside the window, and the snow seemed to be much lighter.

The black vines slowly crawled back into the beads, Rong Buyu sat up rubbing his brows, feeling a little floating under his feet - but it's true, anyone who has had nightmares for three days may not be able to stand still.

With his eyes closed, he lazily said, "You Xiang."

You Xiang didn't know where it was, and said via voice transmission: "I'm not here, your new puppy is here."

Rong Buyu frowned, and it took him a long time to remember who the puppy he was talking about was.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw the young man sitting on a low stool not too far away, looking at him eagerly.

Rong Buyu was taken aback.

Er Qi washed all the dirt off his body, his small face was delicate and a bit childish, his long hair tied into a ponytail hung on his shoulders, he looked neat and heroic, and he couldn't bear the amulet flower that gave him in his dream It was also pinned in the hair by the teenager.

He changed into Shichen's warm yellow clothes, and he was sitting obediently at this moment, with his hands on his knees, his eyes curved in an arc, looking extremely docile.

Rong Buyu didn't recognize it for a while, he hesitated for a while before saying: "Er Qi?"

Erqi hurriedly nodded.

Rong Buyu smiled, didn't pay much attention, and said, "Where's Shichen?"

Er Qi was squatting beside him neatly dressed and waiting for Rong Buyu to wake up, trying to correct Rong Buyu's impression that "he is a dirty ghost", but Rong Buyu just glanced at him and changed the subject.

Erqi was faintly lonely, but he didn't show it, and pointed to the outer room obediently.

The place was blocked by heavy snow, unable to go out, and the dust was so boring that it was moldy, so I painted a target on the wall with muddy water, and practiced aiming with a bow and arrow.

When Rong Buyu came out of the outer room, he was drawing his bow and arrow, staring solemnly at the bullseye on the wall.

Although Shi Chen usually likes to joke around a bit, he has a real love for bows and arrows. When he holds the bow and strums, his gentle brows will instantly become sharp, and his eyes are full of seriousness.

Looking at his posture, Rong Buyu sighed lightly.

The next moment, Shichen with a cold face let go of the bowstring, only to hear the sound of piercing through the air, and the arrow that left the string rushed towards the bull's-eye not far away like a broken bamboo.

With a loud bang, the wooden barrel in the corner exploded suddenly.

Shi Chen stared at the front with a blank face, suddenly raised his hand and scratched his head, and said stupidly: "Yeah, it's off again?"

Rong Buyu: "..."

Erqi sneered at the side, feeling like a waste.

There was no problem with Shichen's posture and strength when shooting with his bow, but for some reason, even if he died, he couldn't shoot accurately—the woman outside the city said a few days ago that he shot once every five hundred times was exaggerating.

Shi Chen scratched his head and ran forward to pick up the feather arrow, his face full of confusion.

Rong Buyu sighed softly, and said: "You don't need to use spiritual power to practice at home, otherwise my house will be destroyed by you sooner or later."

Seeing Rong Buyu, Shi Chen hurried back and said, "Uncle Rong is awake—I, I just practice casually, so I won't ruin the house."

Rong Buyu took his bow over. He is tall and tall, and his figure is even more prominent when he draws the bow lightly.

He didn't nock the arrow, but the fingertips that hooked the string were filled with spiritual power, and then he released the string without blinking his eyes.

There was a muffled sound on the bull's-eye sketched on the wall.

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Shi Chen's eyes were about to straighten.

Usually Rong Buyu never bothered to teach him these things, maybe because he thought he was too annoying, but now his conscience broke out and he was willing to teach him.

Shi Chen almost jumped up, hugged Rong Buyu's neck, and screamed, "Uncle Rong! Uncle Rong is so powerful!"

Rong Buyu smiled helplessly.

Shi Chen looked at him helplessly, and begged: "Uncle Rong teach me, teach me, I will learn it soon!"

Er Qi looked gloomy at the side, couldn't bear it anymore, tore off Shi Chen's calm body, took the bow in his hand, and said coldly: "I will do it too, I'll teach you."

Shi Chen looked at him suspiciously, as if saying "Are you okay".

Rong Buyu also looked at him in doubt.

Erqi snorted, imitating Cai Rongbuyu's posture like a fairy, drawing the bow and strumming it, and then let it go quickly.

With a "swish", the feather arrow shot out of the window impartially.

Shi Chen: "..."

Rong Buyu: "..."

Twenty Seven: "..."

There was an eerie silence all around.

Er Qi lowered his hands, staring blankly at the window where a small hole was shot out, seemingly in disbelief.

Rong Buyu and Shi Chen also turned their heads to look at the wooden shelf understandingly, as if they were studying why the shelf had four legs.

After being silent for a long time, Erqi finally said with difficulty: "I...I shot...out of the window...uh..."

Rong Buyu: "..."

Shi Chen: "..."

Boy, your voice is trembling, why don't you slap your swollen face and pretend to be fat?

The author has something to say: Erqi: The bow is not easy to use, the arrow is too heavy, the space is too small to use it, the wind is too strong... Anyway, it's not my problem...

Thanks to Zimo, Bingjing Xiaofeng, my death proves my life, I want to live., Chunfengdulingqiuzui x2 mines

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