Just as she was dizzying, a little girl ran in front of her. Dressed in plain clothes, with a pair of horns combed on his head, and his apple-like ruddy cheeks are like Xin. Han Yiming shouted, "Ruxin, why are you here?" Ruxin glanced at him, didn't speak, turned around and ran. She ran extremely fast, Han Yiming couldn't help but worry that she was tripped by the orchid leaves all over the ground, and followed behind, but saw that her feet did not touch the ground, but just stepped lightly on the orchid leaves, and ran forward. This step seems to be stepping on non-stepping, it is not real, and the orchid leaves do not move at all.

Han Yiming walked behind her for a while, saw her stop her steps, stood beside the two squatting women, and turned around. Both women stood up, one with dirt on her hands and a shovel in her hand, and the other with Shirakura. Bai Ying bent down first and said something to Ru Xin, raised her head to look at him, nodded, and bent down to say something to Ru Yue, and Ru Xin ran over and said to Han Yiming, "Follow me." He turned around and ran towards the courtyard. Han Yiming followed behind her, although she was a child with narrow steps, no matter how Han Yiming chased after her, she was always two steps away from her. When I came to the courtyard, I also saw that there were countless flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, but after a glance, I followed Ruxin and followed Ruxin to the front of the hall along the corridor, and Ruxin ran in. Han Yiming stopped his steps and stood outside the door, not daring to trespass.

There are two words inscribed on the wooden pillar in front of the hall "Qinying", and there is no plaque, Han Yiming took a look, and Bai Ying's voice was already heard in the house: "Come in." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, although he knew that all the masters and uncles were powerful, but he saw her outside, but at this time, he heard her voice in the house, and he was still surprised. When he came back to his senses and walked into the house, Bai Sakura was already sitting on the chair in the house, and Ruyue was lying on another chair by the window, looking at the flowers and plants outside the window, and did not look at him.

Bai Ying said: "Yiming, you are here to get the jasper bamboo." Han Yiming said: "Yes." Bai Sakura stretched out her hand, and her palm lit up, and a small green bamboo pole stood on her palm. There are bamboo forests in front of and behind Dujiazhuang, and Han Yiming also knows that bamboo is made of bamboo shoots, but what she took out was a small bamboo pole, but she didn't ask much, and said, "Thank you, uncle." "Reach out.

Suddenly, I saw Bai Sakura withdraw her hand, frowned, and looked at his hand. Han Yiming was incomprehensible, he looked at his hand, there was nothing abnormal, it was clean, and he raised his head, but when he saw Bai Ying's face showing a look of disgust, he couldn't help but retract his hand a little sneeringly. Bai Sakura shook her head and said, "Yiming, don't move." Han Yiming's hand shrank by half and had to stop.

Bai Ying's right thumb and index finger rubbed lightly, a little blue light lit up between her fingers, and then she took it in Han Yiming's hand. Han Yiming took advantage of that bit of blue light to see the small gray butterfly he saw in the air on his sleeve. Bai Sakura approached with two fingers, the butterfly's wings flapped, flew up, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Bai Sakura snorted coldly, with a flick of her fingers, her fingers lit up, and countless little blue light lit up in the room, and suddenly a little blue light flashed in the corner of the house, Bai Sakura stretched out her hand, and the bright blue light floated in front of her.

This is also a little bit of blue light, but it is much bigger than other blue lights. Han Yiming could see clearly that the gray butterfly that couldn't escape was wrapped in the blue light. Shirakura seemed to say something, but held back. Sighing, he stretched out his finger and poked at the blue light. The index finger was pointed at the blue light, and the blue light burst like a blister, and the gray butterfly wrapped in it had turned into nothing. The sporadic light in the room shattered and disappeared with this blue light.

White cherry blossoms have always been very pleasing to the eye, without the slightest smell of fireworks. Han Yiming looked at it for a while, then withdrew his eyes, only to see Bai Ying sitting on the chair, looking at him with both eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head again. But I heard Bai Sakura say: "Okay, you take the jasper bamboo and plant it, and you must remember to water it once a day in the morning, noon and evening." She stretched out her hand, and the small green bamboo pole stood up in the palm of her hand, but it was only two inches long. Han Yiming was about to reach out to take it, but he saw Bai Ying holding his hand, there was already one more thing in his palm, and he opened his palm to see that it was the small bamboo pole. He held it in his hand, gave a salute, and walked out of the house.

When she came to the house, she couldn't help but glance at the place where Bai Ying was squatting and talking to her disciple before, only to see that the female disciple was squatting on the ground, loosening the soil for a bush of orchids, Ruxin squatted beside her, and played with the orchid grass with her hands. When he looked up, he saw Sakura talking to another disciple from afar.

He took the Ming Yuan Sword and came to the front of Cuiwei Hall. I saw two senior brothers on duty standing outside the door. Han Yiming asked them where there was a shovel available, and the senior brother looked him up and down, and said, "Are you a new junior brother?" Han Yiming nodded, and the senior brother said: "If you want to plant jasper bamboo, you can only dig the soil by hand." Han Yiming said: "Thank you for your advice." Holding the small bamboo pole, he came to the jasper bamboo bush, looked at it carefully for a while, and found that there were six jasper bamboos in the row closest to Cuiwei Hall, and each bamboo branch was dark green and faintly clear, like a good green jade. The second row is similar in color to the first, and each subsequent row is lighter in color than the previous one. To the last row, although the color is emerald green, the bamboo branches are slender and the bamboo leaves are also small. Han Yiming stopped at the end of the last line and dug the ground with his fingers.

Although the land looks like other lands, it is very hard to dig with your fingers. Han Yiming's fingers were grinding painfully, and he dug for a while before digging a shallow pit of about half an inch. Tired and out of breath, he stopped to take a breath and held up the small bamboo pole to look at the sun. The small bamboo pole was in his hand, cold and cold, as hard as jade, no wonder it was called jasper bamboo. Facing the sun, it was also a little faintly transparent, but there were no roots, and Han Yiming didn't know how to plant it.

After taking a breath, he lowered his head to continue digging, but saw that the shallow pit he had just dug was gone. I couldn't help but sigh, ignoring the pain in my fingers, and then dug down in one go. Ren is fingers hurt and didn't dare to stop for a moment. Until he dug a small pit of nearly two inches, he hurriedly put the small bamboo pole into the pit, and was about to pile the soil scattered around the small pit on it, when suddenly he saw that the small bamboo pole quickly sank into the soil. The surrounding dirt rolled over and filled in the shallow pit. Han Yiming remembered to water, and ran to ask the senior brother who pointed him out where there was water, and the senior brother said, "Isn't there a mountain spring behind the meditation courtyard, you go and pick it up." Be sure to remember that you should use a tea cup to pour five times in a row every time you water. Han Yiming hurriedly ran back to the meditation courtyard, went back to his house to get a teacup, and ran to the back of the courtyard, and saw a gurgling mountain spring, took one with a teacup, ran back and gently poured it on the place where the bamboo was buried.