The meal ended in silence, but the appetite for recuperation was not affected.

After she ate three steamed buns, three pieces of dim sum, and two bowls of rice porridge, Shi Shiran left her seat.

While enjoying the man's hand wiping service, she glanced at her own clothes.

It looks like it was yesterday.

She remembers losing her form when she transformed!

Why is it still on the body?

"Brother Gusu, my clothes are ......" Yang Xi turned his head, could it be that Brother Gusu got her back?

The man who was holding the girl's somewhat fleshy fingers was a little stiff when he heard the words.

"Did you get it back?" The second half of the sentence swished.

Gusu Duyun instantly calmed down, this stupid girl didn't find out about his tracking.

He put down the girl's clean hand and said, "It's time to go to Tangjiazhuang." ”

The girl sneered, and she seemed to have forgotten again.

"Okay, Brother Gusu, are there any shops around here?" Yang Xi thought about Uncle Tang's family background and felt that he should bring him some gifts.

"Yes." Gusu Duyun only wanted to go shopping as a little girl.

Then the two went out and bought a lot of gifts and tonics, before rushing to Tangjiazhuang.

Gusu Duyun's face was a little dark along the way, this girl didn't even think about giving him anything, so she gave it to an old man who only knew one side, he was not as good as the old man?

There is a lot of nerves, and Gusu Duyun is usually relatively silent, so she didn't think too much.

When I arrived at Uncle Tang's house, Uncle Tang was already waiting in the house.

I feel inexplicably that Uncle Tang is a little enthusiastic today.

Uncle Tang in disguise: In my lifetime, I can actually see the demeanor of the Lord!

He finally has something to brag about!

And the future lady of the lord, can't you be enthusiastic?

"Uncle Tang, I'm here to get something." After silently drinking five cups of upgraded water, purifying water, he finally found a gap between Uncle Tang's words.

"Oh, the old man is old, and he always forgets." As he spoke, Uncle Tang took out her storage bag from the iron shelf on the side.

"Girl, these things are a bit scattered, so I'll help you put them in your storage bag, do you want to see if there's anything out of place." Uncle Tang said.

"No, it's all for living anyway." Yang Xi waved his hand.

Uncle Tang: "......" live?

There are so many rare materials, the Lord and the refiner got up early in the morning and worked late for a few days before they hurriedly made it, and even some of the refiners are still making up for sleep, just for a room?

Although he was disguised, he was about the same age as Tang Refiner, and he felt that he had a heart attack for a while.

He looked sideways at the Lord and saw that His Excellency was calm.

Hey, the world of young people, he suddenly doesn't understand.

Gusu Duyun was silent throughout the whole process, as steady as Mount Tai.

Yang Xi paid Uncle Tang his last real gem, and after getting rid of Uncle Tang's enthusiasm for eating, he hurriedly pulled Gu Su Duyun away.

"Brother Gusu, are the old people so enthusiastic now?" Yang Xi walked on the streets outside the village, and his heart trembled.

"I don't know." Gusu Duyun was indifferent. There are very few people under him, there are very few old people, this person he has only read the information before, except for being verbose, he is still reliable.

For example, when Yang Xi left today, he didn't look back.

He was satisfied.

"Brother Gusu, do you have any plans next?" Yang Xi thought for a moment and said.

Inexplicably a little nervous.

If so, is it going to be separated?

"Yes." If you look at the girl in front of you, it's a plan.

"That's it......" Yang Xi rubbed her hands, she plucked up her courage and said to Gusu Duyun, "Can I join us?" I mean, if it's convenient. ”

"Okay." If you don't say it, I won't let you go alone, a smile crossed Gu Su Duyun's eyes.

In this life, the recuperation can only be Gusu Duyun's alone.

- This is his, the only plan.

And at this time, the cultivation realm

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the cultivation realm, and naturally there are thousands of sects, and all kinds of sects are lined up like stars, which is the foundation of the cultivation realm.

Among the many sects, there are three that are the most famous.

One of them, the Qingcheng Sect, is located in the land of Dashu and enjoys the worship of various sects in Shu.

It is also known as the first in the world because of the only Zhuoqing Immortal Monarch in thousands of years.

Illustrious for a while, in the limelight.

And at this time, the Qingcheng Sect Master, who enjoyed all this, was not very happy.

The woman hid in the back garden, where she was the only one who could enter.

It is said to be a garden, but it is actually a mountain, and the fragrance of flowers in the mountain is surging, which is particularly refreshing.

The mountain flowers are like peonies, incomparably delicate.

The woman's attention was on a pot of withering plants, which were flowers, but there were no leaves.

"Hey...... Ever since I left, my flower seeds have no more water. ”

"Raise a small rest, I finally understand your hardship, this flower on the other side is too squeamish, you have raised it for so many years, how to raise a sea of flowers."

"Didn't you say you wanted to come back? Why have all my leaves grown, and your Santu River hasn't reached yet! ”

The woman was dressed in green clothes, embroidered with gold silk bamboo leaf patterns, and her black hair was ankle-length, but she was only crushed by a sandalwood hairpin.

The flowers in the sea of flowers swayed, as if they wanted the wind to blow through a trace of petals to stay in front of the woman's eyes, but they were cut by the silk thread beside the woman, and the fragrance of the flowers remained on the ground.

The woman didn't seem to notice, and then chattered about the sluggish tidbits in front of her.

An old voice suddenly came from the sound transmission wall outside the flower, but it was angry, as if it hated iron and steel.

"Bamboo words! It's your morning meeting time, where are you going! ”

"In a few days, it will be the succession ceremony of your sect master, and the powers of the immortal and demon clans will come to visit, how can you let me rest assured that I will hand over your mother's inheritance to you!"

"Why don't you keep quiet, don't think I can't find you, I'll have another lunch meeting if I miss the morning meeting, in short, you have to open this meeting for me!"

The woman was silent, covered her head and covered her ears and stole the bell.

"......" The owner of the loud voice like a bell is her grandfather, the ancestor of the Qingcheng Sect, and it is because of this that the Qingcheng Sect has not fallen after her mother has ascended.

The woman placed the pot in an open space and got up to leave.

"Maybe I'll be back when the flowers bloom." At that time, it was the flowering period, and Yang Xiaoxi swore to her.

She looked at the flowers and felt that what she had to deal with was not a big deal.

Who would have thought that the flower bones would wither before they bloomed.

Raising Xiaoxi loves to deceive people the most in his life, and he will die until he dies.

After recuperating and returning, he locked himself in the house, leaving his aunt Su Duyun alone to drink tea in the small pavilion in the courtyard.

From noon to sunset, Gusu Duyun has been waiting outside.

The tea set in front of him never moved its position.

The void behind him kept coming from the sound, and it was the news from all over the continent today.

"In the middle of next month, the Qingcheng Sect will hold a ceremony for the succession of the sect master, and the invitation has been sent to the Demon Palace."

Gusu Duyun looked at the room where the girl was, and said indifferently, "Let Xiaotong go." ”

……

Finally, when night was approaching, the door was opened.

"Brother Gusu, look, this is what I just spelled." The recuperation pointed to a shrunken house in the room, about a few square meters.

Gusu Duyun walked with his feet up, and saw that the assembled room was carved and painted, and the workmanship was exquisite, and he used the best refiners, and the results were naturally the best.

He was about to make the little girl happy with a few words of praise, when his eyes suddenly locked on the pile of materials next to him.

"Why are there so many here?" He remembered that there could not be more than one brick.

"Ah, this, there are so many left, anyway, with it or not, the house is the same." Yang Xi said nonchalantly.

Gusu Duyun felt like her heart was about to break.

The little girl was so focused on the big house that she forgot about the foundation under the house.

He looked at the materials next to him that his master thought were useless, and in desperation, he still told Yangxi:

"This is the foundation, to be laid under the house." The voice was a little helpless.

"Oh, but I've already put the house together...... "Yang Xi looked wilted.

In the end, I couldn't bear to be frustrated, and Gusu Duyun cast a spell to turn over the model of the house, and put the foundation on the side piece by piece, and then turned it over.

"Thank you, Brother Gusu, Brother Gusu is the best!" Yang Xi had already been on the sidelines, and after Gusu Duyun was busy, he hurriedly served him tea, poured water and rubbed his shoulders.

It is Gusu, who did not enjoy such services in his previous life: "......" is really fragrant.

"Gusu, shall we go live outside tonight? Bring my house model. Yang Xi rubbed the man's thin but strong shoulders and made a request.

Gusu Duyun has been experiencing the change of the title from big brother to big brother to surname in recuperation, and she has long been unfazed, and the little girl is getting closer to him, why is he happy?

He pretended to think about the plausibility of the matter.

The little girl's slack hand began to rub vigorously again, and finally, after enjoying enough special services to recuperate, he nodded Shi Shiran.

Yang Xi immediately took his hand away and cheered, and went to prepare something.

Yang Xi didn't find out: she had already regarded Gusu Duyun as a part of herself.

Yang Xi can part ways with Gusu Duyun, but he invites him to become a regular guest of his house.

But she didn't.

Nothing means laissez-faire.

——

Yang Xi put the house into a storage bag, and after sorting out his toiletries, he took Gusu Duyun to the field with him.

After finding a vacant land, she released the house, and finally the house was not a few square meters as large as before, but occupied a large vacant land.

Yang Xi looked at the big house in front of him, which was a small attic-like design, the outside was made of metal, which refracted matte in the night, and the inside was indeed wooden, with a unique sandalwood fragrance.

That's what she wanted before.

Now it finally became a real thing in front of her.

"Gusu, shall we give it a name?" Recuperation was inexplicably touched, perhaps because the night was too dark, and people's feelings could not be hidden.

"Okay." Gusu Duyun responded.

"You take one word, I'll take one word, okay?" Yang Xi gently tugged at Gusu Duyun's sleeve.

"Okay." Gusu Duyun still responded with one word.

"You close your eyes and tell me the first word that comes to mind, okay?" The night was too clear, and the sound of recuperation was inexplicably lighter, like fog.

"Hmm." Gusu Duyun didn't close her eyes.

He looked at the girl who closed her eyes in front of her, her long eyelashes reflected a dark shadow under her eyes like a feather fan, no matter in his heart or in his eyes, he had only one word:

"Breath."

"Cloud."

The girl's eyes happened to open at this time, and the soft and mellow timbre overlapped, but it did not hide the communication of either party.