Pick up a dragon cub to farm

Steamed beef with lotus leaf powder?

Nan Wo scrambled on the table and leaned closer to Sniff.The tender beef brisket wrapped in the plate is really a lotus leaf!It looked at it with wide-eyed eyes, and secretly lamented that the human race is really particular, and can even make so many complicated tricks on a single thing.

The little dragon cub stretched out his paw curiously to fiddle with the lotus leaf, and immediately grinned from the heat: "Wow!"

"Hey, don't be impatient, it's still burning!" Uncle Feng was annoyed and funny when he saw the impatient little dragon cub was shivering from the heat.He used chopsticks to pick apart the rolled lotus leaves layer by layer, and the inside immediately burst into steam—it was a piece of steamed beef brisket, wrapped in fine-grained rice noodles, which looked very attractive.He took out a small handful of chives from the small plate next to it and sprinkled it lightly, and the beef brisket was immediately adorned with a little bit of green.

Nan Vortex stared intently at the beef in front of him, his mouth opened wide.Seeing its obsession, Uncle Feng smiled, picked up a piece of steamed beef with chopsticks, and put it into its mouth.

Nanvortex shut her mouth, chew it, chew it.

Fragrant, really fragrant - a mouthful of beef brisket, really full and substantial, accompanied by shallots is the finishing touch.After swallowing reluctantly, the fragrance of lotus leaves permeated between the lips and teeth, and Nan Zuo licked his mouth with insatiable desire.

"Wow!" Ben Long wanted more!

Seeing the little dragon cub stirring up excitedly and raising its paw eager to try, Uncle Feng hurriedly comforted it: "Be good, be good... this old man will feed you slowly, don't be in a hurry, be careful not to burn it!"

He took another piece of beef brisket and put it into Xiaolong's mouth.Remind it while feeding: "Eat carefully, don't bite your tongue!"

But the old man couldn't persuade the impatient little dragon cub, Nan Voo opened his mouth to eat non-stop, his mouth was soon full, and he could barely make a "woo woo" sound.

"It's so delicious?" Feng Bo smiled and wiped the oil stains from Xiaolong's mouth with a small towel, and said, "Meatballs and beef brisket, these are Xiao Wen's handicrafts. I went down to the pond specially, and picked fresh lotus leaves... Hey, you should know, he can't get the sun, and he gets dizzy when he sees the light. When I came back from the pond today, the sun was scorching, The old man saw that his face was pale and he was in a lot of pain, but he still refused to admit it, and insisted on cooking you dinner." The old man muttered, with a trace of sadness on his face.

Nan Zuo suddenly stopped, staring at Uncle Feng with wide eyes.

What, Wen Yuren, he's not feeling well?

"It's all right, he took the medicine and is going to rest now." Feng Bo patted Xiaolong's paw comfortingly, "He originally wanted to make a meal and feed it to you himself, but he said it was because you helped him fix it. I was tired because of the flower field, and I want to make up for you."

He picked up a pearl glutinous rice ball from another plate, and signaled Xiaolong to open his mouth: "But it's good, you eat so deliciously, when he wakes up, the old man will tell him that you are cute and eat what he made." something."

Nan Zuo listened blankly and lowered his eyes.It was in a strange mood, a little ashamed and uncomfortable, but also a little moved.

In fact, it was originally a disservice to Wen Yuren, flooding most of his flower fields, and then using the "secret method of resurrection" was just to make up for the mistakes he made, and he owed him.But Wen Yuren still took good care of himself, and went to get lotus leaves under the scorching sun for himself.

Going down to the water in the pond, he can no longer wear a long gown. He is so sensitive to light, he must be very uncomfortable in the sun, right?

"Little guy, are you worried?"

Nanvort raised his eyes and saw the old man smiling gently and handing the sweet potato balls to its mouth.

"Actually, Xiao Wen is quite a nice person. Although he likes to tease you sometimes, he has never had a bad heart and will never do harm to anyone." The old man said to Nan Zuo, more like talking to himself , "The little guy should have found out, he knows Taoism."

"Aw!" Nanvortex nodded.

"He used to be a Daoist. Qingyun Temple, I don't know if you have heard of it." The old man talked about the past, his voice trembling slightly, "Qingyun Temple is the number one Taoist temple in Qingguo, and Xiaowen is Xuanli Daoist. The disciple with the highest score. Back then, he was considered a well-known genius in the entire Dao world, and he has conquered countless demons, so powerful."

Nan Zuo was taken aback, and stared at him blankly.

Seeing that the little dragon cub seemed to be interested in this matter, the old man fed it a fish ball, and then said: "To tell you the truth, this old man was also a Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple back then. After that, the old man stopped practicing Taoism, and only stayed in the temple to gather medicine and make alchemy. Xiao Wen called the old man an uncle according to his seniority, but the old man's cultivation is far behind him. "

"Later, one day, there was an accident in Qingyun Temple. The factions fought fiercely, and Master Xuanli also died of illness. Those brothers and sisters who had been good friends with Xiaowen in the past also turned their faces and insisted on driving him out. The old man can be regarded as a half-time idler in the Taoist sect, and he was not welcomed by these cultivators, so he went down the mountain with Xiao Wen."

"It just so happened that the old man had an older brother who was farming in Xizhuang, and the old man had nowhere to go, so he simply joined him, and together with Xiao Wen, he bought a piece of land with the money he earned in Daomen, built a small yard, and planted flowers. Raising chickens and selling fish, I've lived here for two years, and I've gotten used to the quietness. It's just... well, Xiaowen got poisoned when he was subduing demons, and the root cause of the disease has fallen, and he turned into this red-eyed and white-haired appearance In the past, there were elixir of immortal grass in Qingyun Temple, but now in this remote village, you can only rely on the help of barefoot doctors, and the chance of relapse of the poison is much greater."

I see!Nan Zuo recalled Wen Yuren's appearance with snow-white hair on the temples and red eyes, it seemed that he had guessed correctly before, that Wen Yuren's appearance was really due to some accident, and he could not see the light of day.And this also shows that Wen Yuren was not born with gray hair, his appearance only changed later!The black-haired boy I saw back then was Wen Yuren's appearance before he was poisoned!

Putting together these fragments revealed by Feng Bo according to the timeline, and adding his own memory of that person's face, Nan Zuo can almost be sure of one point.

Wen Yuren is the Taoist priest who shrunk himself down before...

This inference made it wag its tail nervously.The heart is sour and bitter, surprised and happy, with mixed feelings.

"But there is no need to worry. Although the strange poison is strange, it has never become worse. Xiao Wen has a doctor to take the medicine and an old man to help, so it's not bad."

Seeing that Nan Guo was listening carefully, the old man coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Little guy, why didn't you run down the mountain alone with the other pterosaurs of the same clan?"

Nan Zuo froze for a moment, then buried his head a little guilty.It is actually not a "little guy", but a two-hundred-year-old fierce dragon. It became like this only after being taught a lesson by a certain Taoist priest, but how dare you tell Uncle Feng about this?

The little dragon cub pouted pretending to be dazed, and pointed his finger guiltily.

"Little guy, actually you, uh..." Feng Bo looked at it and asked tentatively, "You are not as small as you look, right?"

Nan Zuo looked up in surprise, and heard the old man say: "Old man heard from Xiao Wen that you used the secret method of the dragon clan in the flower field that day to resurrect all the flowers in the entire field, which is almost impossible for a cub. possible……"

Nanvortex immediately became tense.When it performed the secret technique that day, Wen Yuren saw it clearly. He must have discovered that he has a very deep aura, and it cannot be a simple cub.If Wen Yuren was really the Taoist priest who cast the shrinking spell on it at that time, then he might have recognized himself...

This is embarrassing.

Nan Guo had planned to "take revenge" and teach that bad Taoist priest a lesson.But now, "The Enemy" has been found, but it...doesn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Wen Yuren is no longer a Taoist priest in Qingyun Temple, and Nan Zuo is no longer a big evil dragon who eats randomly, but has become a good little dragon cub. It doesn't make much sense to bring up the past grievances.

Thinking of this, Nan Zuo was a little relieved.

Moreover, Wen Yuren and Feng Bo are very kind to themselves.

Nan Zuo explained his origins "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", he wanted to tell the old man that he was a pterosaur Qingtian from Shenlonggu, but Feng Bo obviously couldn't understand the language of dragon cubs.The old man looked at the little dragon cub earnestly gesticulating and explaining, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, this old man understands. Good little dragon, when you can transform into a human, I will tell this old man your story, okay?"

He picked up the plate and handed the remaining fishballs to Nanbo's mouth, "Now, let's fill our stomachs first!"

"rustle……"

Outside the house did not know when it started to rain lightly.Nan Voo, who heard the sound of rain, turned his head and looked out the window. The old man also put down his chopsticks, "It's raining. This old man has to go out and look at the things drying in the yard. Little guy, you can eat first."

Nan Nuo wiped his mouth with a small towel, then patted his round belly to show that he was full.The old man quickly cleaned up the dishes and went out with small steps.

The little dragon cub crawled unsteadily along the table to the window sill, looking at the night sky outside the window with his big light blue eyes.It was already pitch black at this time, only the lights of other people's homes in the distance were dimly lit. Nan Zuo stretched out his claws, feeling the thin raindrops falling on his palm bit by bit.

The rain is getting heavier.It can't help recalling that there are often wind and rain in the Shenlong Valley in its hometown, and there is no other reason. There are countless dragons living in that valley.

With the heavy rain in front of me, could it be that a flying dragon in the distance is shuttling back and forth among the clouds?

Thinking of this, it feels a little relieved.

When Wen Yuren wakes up, it will ask him to see if he can transform himself back to his original appearance as a big flying dragon.If it can return to its original shape, it can fly freely into the sky and return to its hometown; it can also take Wen Yuren and Feng Bo to play and stroll around the Shenlong Valley.Only dragons are allowed to enter the Shenlong Valley, but it can find some herbs near the valley to see if it can cure Wen Yuren's poison.

Although the current white-haired appearance is also very handsome and distinctive, but Wu Er, who has been cured of the poison, will definitely become more handsome.

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It rained for two days in a row.

Within these two days, Nan Zuo's injury completely recovered.But it is not allowed to go out to play, it can only go around the yard boredly, occasionally go to the vegetable garden to dig soil, or catch some snails to play with.

Wen Yuren's headache disappeared the next day.While resting at home on rainy days, he started his old business to earn some pocket money: he used cinnabar and talisman paper to write some Taoist talismans against evil, and sold them to needy people in the village.

Near this Xizhuang is a big mountain, and there are countless monsters hidden in the mountain.On weekdays, these ferocious creatures stay in their lairs, or wander around in the deep mountains and old forests, and will not step into the territory of the human race.But occasionally there will be some evil beasts running down the mountain to grab food and even attack the human race, so the villagers have to try to prevent it.

Wen Yuren used to be a Taoist priest in Qingyun Temple, and everyone in the village knew about it.Although the villagers didn't deal with him often, they would come to him to buy some talisman papers when necessary, and use the talismans on them to ward off fierce beasts.

When the man was sitting at the table drawing talismans, the little dragon cub would occasionally come over to have a look.It didn't make any fuss, and just stood behind him with its eyes wide open, its head just touching his arm when he sat down, and he could see him moving the brush and performing tricks on the talisman paper.

After seeing too many of his paintings, Nan Guo's claws couldn't hold back anymore, and always wanted to secretly take a brush and try to paint by himself.

Seeing that the little dragon cub was always wanting a pen, Wen Yuren found a few pieces of unused waste paper, gave it an ordinary ink brush, and let it squat down to draw by itself.

He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but once he glanced over the surface of the paper inadvertently, and found that Nan Vortex was not scribbling, but really wrote a few circle-like words crookedly on it with his claws. .