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"Former ...... Senior ......" Xinglian took a step back and stroked his chest.

God knows what kind of taste Hua Hao is, such a tyrannical old man can also be called loving? Can it also be called kindness?

Could it be that her old lady, who died early, was later abused into a habit, which caused her eyes to be so poor and her concept so distorted?

"Little, little rabbit cub, do you know my green lotus, how long did it take me to feed this green lotus?" The old man trembled angrily, "Do you know how terrible the mosquitoes in Jiangnan are without this Cordyceps?" Ahh......hhh You...... You ......" The old man stroked his chest angrily, looking like he was going to swallow his previous life alive.

Xinglian trembled, and quickly stroked his chest for him, "Don't, don't be angry, plant again, I'll plant it for you again." ”

"Replant?" The old man glared, "It took me three years to grow the green lotus, and you are not ashamed to say that you are a hairy child!" ”

"Three years...... Xinglian flicked his fingers and smiled embarrassedly.

That's a long time, and that's incredible patience.

Living things can't be repaired with alchemy, and she can't help if she wants to.

"What? Do you also know that the green lotus is precious? Since you ruined my green lotus, give me compensation! ”

"Compensation?" Star Refining was speechless, and after thinking about it, she probably had a few spirit refining stones that were more valuable to her, as if it was really nothing, besides, the spirit refining stones were useful to the alchemist, and this alchemist might not be able to see it......

"Of course! Not only green lotus, but also Cordyceps rot! "The old man said it for granted.

This...... Such a naïve old man, is she really the head of the predecessor of Huafu, why does she feel like a scoundrel in the market......

"I can't afford to lose it...... "Star Refining spread his hands, expressing helplessness, "Or, I'll pay you money?" ”

Anyway, in the name of the fifth lady of Qiaofu, probably some money can still be taken out, even if there is no now, borrow it from the five princes or the ninth princes outside, or maybe it will work.

"Whoever wants your stinky money, I just want herbs!" The old man was disdainful, and got closer again, "If you can't pay for it, plant it for me, otherwise don't want to leave!" ”

“……”

Without waiting for Xinglian to express his position, a small shovel immediately appeared in his hand, and a few small purses were taken out, and the old man pointed to the flower pot at the door, "Don't go yet!" ”

"Oh......" nodded, and Xinglian took out a handful of seeds from his purse, covered his head and poured them into the pot.

I finally understood why this Baicaoju is called Baicaoju, the huge yard is full of grass, and I am afraid that there are more than a hundred pots in counting, inexplicably, she questioned whether she came to see this old man, is it wrong......

After filling a few pots at the door of the house, she patted the soil in her palms and turned around, "Old man, I'm done planting, can I go?" ”

"How can it be so easy!" The old man sat at the table drinking tea, and when he heard it, he blew his beard and glared again, "The task of rotting cordyceps has also been handed over to you, and you will start catching mosquitoes for me tonight!" ”

"......" catches, catches mosquitoes......

"Then how long do I have to be caught......" is simply crying without tears, her "Qingzun" hall master will one day fall to catch mosquitoes, if she says it, she will not be laughed to death?

"Naturally, it's two months, the pot on the right you planted is Cordyceps, it only takes two months to survive, if it doesn't grow, you don't want to leave!"

Two months......

Xinglian stroked his stiff arm, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If she still has a life, she should serve her grandfather for Qiao Xinglian for two months, but does she really have two months to live?

"What? Don't want to? The old man's beard was cocked, and his eyes were fierce again.

"No, of course." Xinglian raised his head and smiled slightly, "I'll try my best to catch mosquitoes for you for two months." ”