Ming Haoqi grabbed Mo Han's hand, stopped him from untying the bell, and said softly, "Xiaohan, this world is too heavy, you have to cherish it, I will guard it with you." ”

Mo Han's bell has never left him since he wore it when he was a child, and now it is only because the person in front of him is Ming Haoqi that he will move the idea of giving it to him, if it is someone else, he will definitely not let him touch it.

Mo Han understood the meaning of Ming Haoqi's words, only to see him think seriously for a moment, then nodded and said, "I know, Third Senior Brother." ”

It took Mo Han a whole year to copy all the scriptures in the Budu Pavilion, and as for the good or bad of the copy, it was successfully completed anyway. Later, he often used this incident in front of other disciples in the clouds as his great achievements to show off, and every now and then, Luo Xiang would joke with him on the side, "Xiao Jiu, if you get into trouble and be punished for copying scriptures, you even take it out to show off, you are not ashamed, I am ashamed!" Don't say that you are a disciple of Yunzhong when you go out in the future, let alone that you know me, I won't admit it anyway. ”

Mo Han scolded Luo Xiang with a smile, ignoring him, his hand unconsciously poked the dimples on his cheek and turned to a few new disciples in the clouds on the side with a smile, and said, "Everyone has been in Yunzhong for more than a year, and Senior Brother has not been able to entertain you well. "Mo Han finally became a senior brother, this score still has to be placed, and he has just been liberated from the library, and he urgently needs to have a carnival.

As soon as Mo Han finished speaking, he only heard Zhong Yang on the side cough heavily, and his face, which had been cold, became a little more gloomy.

Everyone glanced at Zhong Yang, no one dared to agree, Mo Han just wanted to mobilize again, at this time, only to hear a small weak voice behind him, "Senior Brother Nine, why do you keep poking the dimples on your cheeks?" ”

Mo Han turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and at this time, a few seats behind him, a little junior brother who didn't look very old was looking at him with curiosity on his face.

Mo Han glanced around, and saw that several people around him were also looking at him with curiosity at this time, as if they wanted to know the answer.

Mo Han laughed evilly in his heart, pretending to think about it for a while, then beckoned to a few little disciples around him, and deliberately lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Do you know? In fact, I didn't have dimples at all when I was born, and now the dimples on my face are all I have been poking out with my hands all these years, and you can also poke one if you like, this is one of my secrets, don't tell it. After speaking, Mo Han couldn't help but show a sly smile on his face.

"Poof... Hahaha......ha

Luo Xiang laughed and shouted, "Xiao Jiu, how many times have you used this set, and I don't know how to change it." ”

Mo Han was debunked by Luo Xiang, and he didn't get angry, he only heard him say proudly, "Eighth Senior Brother, you have heard it many times, but our junior disciples have never heard of it. Then, Mo Han seemed to remember something again, pretending not to remember, turned his head to look at Ming Haoqi beside him, and asked, "Hey, Third Senior Brother, do you remember who secretly poked his face for more than half a month and poked his face blue?" ”

When Mo Han first came to Budu, someone asked him such a question, and then he answered it like just now, but after half a month, Luo Xiang's two sides of his face were inexplicably swollen, and there were bruises and purple on it, as if he had been beaten. Lin Qingfeng asked Luo Xiangcai several times to tell the truth, and after everyone knew that he poked it himself, they laughed at him for more than half a year, and Mo Han was the one who laughed the most fiercely at that time.

As soon as Luo Xiang heard Mo Han mention this matter again, he immediately became anxious, and stepped forward to chase Mo Han and was about to fight. Mo Han was not the master who sat there obediently and was beaten, he was ready to run away, and when he saw Luo Xiang get up, he jumped out of his seat at once.

The two chased after each other in the hall for a while, seeing that Mo Han was about to be caught by Luo Xiang, but at this time Luo Xiang suddenly fell for some reason, Mo Han seized the opportunity and immediately ran out with a grin. Later, after a long time, Luo Xiang couldn't figure out how he fell that day, obviously it was all flat ground, and there was no obstacle in front of him, but fortunately Ming Haoqi was next to him at that time, and he reached out to help him up, so he would not be too embarrassed in front of his junior disciples.

Ming Haoqi's room is in the northernmost part of Budu, next to the back mountain, Mo Han goes to the back mountain most often when he is not doing nothing, after a long time, he has become a frequent visitor to Ming Haoqi's place, and going in and out of Ming Haoqi's room is like his own, sometimes staying here even longer than the time in his own room.

One day when it was close to dusk, Mo Han suddenly ran into Ming Haoqi's room, although he often went in and out of here in the past, and never knocked on the door when he came in, but he had never been so reckless as today. Ming Haoqi put down the book in his hand, looked at Mo Han's sweat, and asked, "Xiaohan, what happened, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

At this time, Mo Han's eyes did not look at Ming Haoqi, but stared at a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the west wall in the room, and said anxiously, "Third Senior Brother, these calligraphy and paintings are not good-looking, let me change you to a beautiful scene!" Without waiting for Ming Haoqi to agree or disagree, he went up and took them off.

Ming Haoqi stood aside and quietly watched Mo Han's series of strange actions, and did not say anything to stop it. It wasn't until Mo Han stretched out his hand and slapped his palm against the wall that Ming Haoqi walked over quickly, grabbed his wrist for the second time, and said softly, "Xiao Han, what are you doing?" ”

"Third Senior Brother, you won't be able to see it today if it's too late, hurry up and help me get through this wall." Mo Han broke free of Ming Haoqi's hand and said anxiously, slapping the wall with his second palm.

Although Ming Haoqi didn't know what Mo Han's intentions were, she still stepped forward and pulled Mo Han behind her, and said, "I'll come." After speaking, I saw that he was carrying the wind under his palms, and his hands were separated from the air at the same time, only to hear a few "boom" sounds, the room was filled with dust, and a window-sized gap appeared in the wall, but the gap was still very neat around it.

Mo Han didn't care about whether it was gray or not, and when he saw that the wall was opened, he hurriedly took Ming Haoqi's hand and came to the wall, and through the layers of dust in front of them, the two looked out from the gap that had just been opened. For a moment, Ming Haoqi was slightly shocked in his heart, only to see that the bamboo forest on the back mountain was dyed into a golden bamboo forest under the reflection of the setting sun.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem... Third Senior Brother, how is it? Ahem, ahem... Am I right? Ahem... This is much better than the calligraphy and paintings you just hung on the wall! cough cough cough

Ming Haoqi hurriedly pulled Mo Han outside the house, patted the dust on his body with his hand, and said, "Okay, the sun has also set, you go back and wash it." ”

"Third Senior Brother, this is the Golden Bamboo Forest that I finally discovered, you must keep that place, but don't block the ......" Before leaving, Mo Han didn't forget to remind Ming Haoqi over and over again.

Later, there was an extra window on the wall to the west of Ming Haoqi's room, and Mo Han often lay on the window before sunset and quietly guarded the bamboo forest in the back mountain, watching it slowly dye gold, and then gradually fade away, tirelessly.

The place where Ming Haoqi lives is not small, in addition to his room and a few guest rooms, there is also a large independent courtyard, although there is everything to live here, but Mo Han has been here for a long time, but he always feels that something is missing.

One day, as soon as Ming Haoqi got up, he heard a rustling sound in the yard, he pushed open the door and saw Mo Han who was busy in the yard, only to see that he was holding a shovel in his hand at this time, and was digging hard in the yard.

Ming Haoqi walked over, glanced at the pit on the ground that was already half a foot deep, and asked, "Xiaohan, what are you digging?" ”

When Mo Han heard Ming Haoqi's words, he stopped what he was doing, he picked up the shovel in his hand, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Third Senior Brother, I'm not going to dig anything, I'm going to plant trees." With that, he pointed to a sapling at his feet.

Mo Han saw that Ming Haoqi had been staring at the saplings on the ground without speaking, so he explained, "Third Senior Brother, apart from you and me every day, the birds flying in the air here, oh, by the way, and the nest of ants under the eaves, it is estimated that there are no other living creatures, I thought that your yard is so big anyway, it would be a waste to put it, so I went to the forest below the mountain early this morning to dig a sapling and came back." I have carefully inquired with the farmers, this kind of tree is called the hibiscus tree, it blooms fragrantly and beautifully, and when it comes to flowering, your yard will definitely be full of flowers, adding a lot of beauty. Moreover, it is said that hibiscus flowers also have the effects of relieving depression and calming the nerves, calming the nerves, activating the nerves and relieving pain, and it is said to be very effective for people with insomnia. Besides, in a few years it will grow up, and we will be able to cool off under this tree in the summer. ”

A long time later, when the hibiscus tree planted by Mo Han has grown as thick as he expected it to be, and every year when it blooms, the courtyard is really as he said back then, with pink flowers adorning the branches, and the quiet fragrance of flowers wafting to every corner of the yard. In summer, as he said, Ming Haoqi often closes his eyes and smells the freshness of the branches and leaves under the shade of the leafy trees, and sometimes stands for most of the day. However, only here in Anshen, it is not as Mo Han said, because in the years to come, in Ming Haoqi's countless sleepless nights, whether it is accompanied by the quiet fragrance of flowers, or looking at the lush branches and leaves, he can't sleep no matter what, perhaps, what Mo Han said is not wrong, it does have the effect of relieving depression and calming the nerves, but it has no effect on Ming Haoqi.