Autumn is crisp, although it has just rained heavily, but the weather is still very good this morning, the air is diffused with a faint fragrance of tang pear fruit, everything seems quiet and beautiful.

Shanning lazily lay in the shade of the tree to enjoy the shade, this little beast adheres to the purpose of living without skin and face, no matter how the land pressure god taunts it and drives it away, it is iron-hearted and stubborn. Ah Mao saw that it was pitiful, so he had to plead with Lu Quan, so he reluctantly left it in the Shangshen Treasure Hall.

At this time, Mao looked at the leisurely Shanning, and then looked at a certain god half-lying on the rattan chair, and was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

She thought that this divine envoy was a beautiful thing, but she didn't expect that this divine envoy's daily life was a miscellaneous one. Not to mention being tired and half dead every day, I have to help take care of all the daily life of a certain god.

Who said that this land pressure dragon sees the beginning and the end? She's been here for almost a month, and the chances of the god showing up are almost slim. Especially in the past few days, he has barely even left the door of the main hall!

There are countless immortals who ask to meet him every day, but they are all blocked by her for various reasons, she knows that she has now become Lu Quan's shield, and the immortals in the heavenly realm are not very good when they see her now, and it seems that the "hatred" of Lu Press to them is counted on her head.

"Humph! It's obviously a dead house, so it's a mystery! ”

Amao glanced disdainfully at Lu Jian basking in the sun next to the Liuqing Pond, and swept the fallen leaves on the ground indignantly.

Amao was distracted, but he heard "Wow!" With a bang, it turned out that Shanning was buried by the fallen leaves blocked by Amao. It jumped up and grinned at Amao, eager to pounce on it and grab Amao twice.

"Shanning! You white-eyed wolf! If it weren't for this girl, you wouldn't know where to drink the northwest wind! Mao was in a hurry, picked up the broom in his hand and was about to hit it.

Although Shanning doesn't like Shigeru, he is really afraid of her. Seeing that her face changed, she ran away without a trace with a "whoosh".

Shigeru gasped, looked at the empty yard, threw the broom aside, and patted the dust off his hands, "Little thing! If you have the ability, don't come back! ”

"A woman's kindness." Lu Jian snorted coldly, his eyes lit up, his fingers raised slightly, and he saw that Shanning, who was hiding in the bushes, was lifted up by him, paused, and was thrown into the Liuqing Pond.

The little beast struggled twice in the pool water, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Quan's indifferent iceberg face, and instantly quiet, swam to the shore in a gray manner, shook off the water on its body, and silently hid far away, and from time to time secretly used a pair of small eyes to look at the instigator who threw it into the water.

The afterglow from the corner of Lu Press's eyes swept to Ah Mao's helpless face, and said lightly: "Disturbing Benjun's rest, today is just a warning, and next time, you can leave by yourself!" ”

Shanning naturally understood his words, nodded his snow-white little head, shrank to the side, and didn't dare to squeak again.

"Why bother with a little beast?"

Ah Mao shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the appearance of this man and beast, she really didn't know where this Lu Zhu's temperament looked like a god.

"Girl, don't be too happy, if it messes around again, this gentleman will punish you together!" I don't know when, this land pressure flashed in front of Mao from a distance, and said lukewarmly.

Mao was so frightened by his sudden approach that he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he was pulled by Lu Jian in time to avoid soiling his dress.

His wrist was held tightly, and a slightly cool temperature passed from his palm into his skin, Ah Mao suddenly sobered up, withdrew his hand without a trace, took two steps back, and said in a respectful whisper: "What Uncle Xiao taught me is that Ah Mao will take care of Shanning in the future." ”

Lu Quan's face tightened, and he seemed to be a little annoyed, "In the future, you are not allowed to call Benjun 'Little Uncle' again." ”

Ah Mao scolded this person for being so hypocritical, but he couldn't show it, so he had to say: "Dare to ask Ah Mao what he should call you?" ”

Lu Jian was suddenly a little displeased, frowned and looked at Ah Mao's decent face, and couldn't help but regret it a little. He hated decent people the most in his life, and he originally thought this girl was interesting when he kept Ah Mao by his side, but now it seems that he is just like those immortals in the heavenly realm, he wants to cling to him, but he also fears him.

He suddenly felt a little bored, so he casually untied the gourd on his waist and handed it to Ah Mao.

Mao looked at the gourd in his hand in a daze, and suddenly his eyes turned red again.

He finally gave her back the gourd.

She finally had nothing to do with the person named Chang Ya......

"After all, you are the apprentice of your senior brother, and it will be a bit of a shame to call God, so call me 'Junshang', Mo Xue called Benjun like this before, and it sounds more pleasant."

Shigeru didn't seem to hear him, just stood aside with a gourd in both hands.

"Have you heard what Benjun said?" Lu Jian asked again impatiently, wondering in his heart why this girl had such a soulless expression, whether he gave this gourd, and whether he didn't give it. It's puzzling......

Ah Mao suddenly narrowed his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, Ah Mao still has some urgent matters, so I will retire first!" After she finished speaking, without waiting for Lu Jian to answer, she turned around and walked away quickly.

"Don't forget to prepare invitations to the banquet!" Lu Jian saw that she was unrelenting, and was very worried about whether his banquet would go smoothly in the next few days.

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This is the only palace with laurel trees among all the subordinate halls of the Shangshen Treasure Hall, and it is also the residence that Shigeru himself chooses. It's not big, and it's a long way from the main hall. But she liked it because of the cleanliness and because of the laurel trees in the courtyard.

The wind rose and the osmanthus blossoms fell, and Mao stood under the tree in a daze, until the afterglow of the setting sun stained her jet-black hair. She looked at the small gourd tied to the cinnamon branch with a heartbreaking smile faintly raised at the corner of her mouth.

"Remember what I said when I gave you this gourd? You weren't there, but I knew you could hear it. Mao lowered his eyes, hiding his lost gaze.

"That's right! I said, if you like it, keep it, and if you don't like it, throw it away. But what about you? You really threw it, hehe, just threw it away......"

Feeling a little unsteady on her feet, Shigeru slowly sat down against the laurel tree, watching lonely as the little sunset left slowly sank into the endless darkness......

"I know, it's not your fault. But have you ever thought about my feelings? Facing you with amnesia, cold you, and you ignoring me every day, it's simply a kind of torment.

I always tell myself, you're dead. Died at the moment when Lu Pressure woke up, died in ...... In my heart.

But every time I see that man with the gourd I gave you, I get confused again.

Chang Ya, you are such a bastard, you are dead when you die, why are you still torturing me? ”