Shen Yanjun was very satisfied with the protection of the two uncles, and except for the second uncle, the others in the Tang Mansion did not have much dislike for them.

Even, the reputation that the young master looks like a Zhilan Yushu spread widely in the Tang Mansion, and the girls and maids who came out of the concubine were careful to hide their careful thoughts about seeing the beautiful man.

In the dead of night, the moon and stars are scarce.

The space was surprisingly lively, with the little lark and the ginseng essence squeaking and bickering, and the chestnut fat bird pecking around the green-haired radish and punching its mouth.

It turned out that the two little ones were fighting over the little hot spring.

"This girl is hungry, and she has never tasted the taste of ginseng stew when she is so big."

A gust of wind hit, and the two little guys only felt a sharp pain in the back of their necks, and fell into the misty hot soup with two "flutters" sounds, and turned over a fluttering heel.

[Master, this stupid bird bullied me and couldn't fly! Bang Bang - just grab the master's head and peck it...]

The ginseng essence covered his head, tugged at a handful of green hairs, and cried with a round face.

The corners of Shen Yanjun's mouth twitched slightly, she seemed to feel that today's ginseng essence had lost her hair, she was a little bald, and there were only a few sparse roots left in her radish head.

"Little lark pecked?"

The ginseng essence nodded like pounding garlic, and began to accuse the stupid bird of his crimes.

And Xiao Bailing leaned on the edge of the hot spring, his black mung bean eyes squinted at the ginseng essence that had been complained, and he didn't bother to chirp.

Shen Yanjun knew in her heart, she didn't believe that a young bird could help this thousand-year-old radish, she must have been bullied by ginseng essence and couldn't bear it, so she rose up to resist.

Just being two little guys is a little fight.

"Okay, don't fight, you two have to respect each other like guests."

Shen Yanjun took out a crystal clear jade pot from his arms, squatted on the edge of the spiritual spring, and slowly received water.

[Respect each other like a guest?! Don't marry a stupid bird as a daughter-in-law! 】

After the ginseng essence finished making noise, he stared at the master's jade pot with a curious expression: [The master wants to sell spiritual spring water? 】

Shen Yanjun's characteristics of being a fan of wealth have long been in-depth and meticulous.

The young man's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bewitching Danfeng eyes pouted with incomprehensible emotions:

"My grandfather is seriously ill, try the effect of this spiritual spring water."

[Spiritual spring water can strengthen the body, and it is certainly good for people! But isn't the owner's maternal grandfather quite old? 】

Shen Yanjun turned his head and muttered in a low voice: "It's over the ages." ”

The ginseng spirit slapped its head, and unexpectedly a green hair floated down, its face turned blue and black, and it glared at the innocent stupid bird with resentment.

[Master, there is an elixir in our space that is suitable for the elderly to eat, which can be called a magic medicine to bring the dead back to life~]

"Oh?"

The ginseng spirit roared and took the master's hand and ran towards the bamboo house, and the two little short legs soared quickly.

Damn it! It almost forgot the old man's last wish, hoping that the old man would have a spirit underground, and that he would not be angry with him.

In the clean and refreshing bamboo house, in front of Shen Yanjun was a black wooden box, on which a piece of white paper was pasted with big thorns, writing:

"If you want a life-saving elixir, you must first help the old man fulfill his last wish!

If the villain steals the medicine and doesn't do anything, the old man dreams of ghosts and haunts endlessly! ”

Shen Yanjun's eyelids jumped, this looks a bit like the tone of the gods and lakes of the gods, the medicine is not necessarily a miracle medicine, and he dares to bluff people without shame.

[Master, this medicine will definitely save your grandfather, take it—]

Shen Yanjun glanced at a certain little guy calmly, and his jade hand stroked his chin and lifted his eyelids:

"Do you know the old man who wrote this? It's quite frenzy. ”