"Haven't eaten yet? Come, sit here. ”

Xiao Cong sat down at the small wooden table, pointed to another round stool next to the wooden table, and said softly.

When Hongsheng heard this, he looked surprised, shook his head and took two steps back, shrunk his head with a Burmese look and said:

"Fourth Young Master Xiao, this is unruly. ”

"When Ouyang Xun is here, don't you also eat with him, it's okay, there are no outsiders here. ”

The surprise on Hongsheng's face turned into horror in an instant at this time, and he lost his voice:

"Fourth Young Master Xiao, how do you know!"

Xiao Cong smiled,

"He's a big grin, naturally uninhibited, I'm just an ordinary guest here, you don't have to care too much about the master-servant relationship, not to mention that we're not friends now. ”

After listening to Xiao Cong's simple words, Hongsheng still hesitated slightly, and tiptoed to sit down at the small wooden table,

"Fourth Young Master Xie Xiao. ”

After speaking, he reached out and scooped a bowl of soup for Xiao Cong and put it in front of Xiao Cong.

Xiao Cong smiled and looked at Hongsheng, his eyes were intriguing, he didn't know if his thoughts were right at this time, but he knew that Hongsheng was destined to be a simple person who was difficult to do anything in this life, how to say this? Because he was too casual, and too easily shaken, for this matter, although it is the right of the other party to give or not, but whether to give or not is his own choice, if a person can't grasp his own thoughts, and can't figure out his relationship with everything around him, he will not be able to stand. But thinking about it, but I vaguely feel that this can't be said to be wrong, simple is not a sin, complex is not the only way to life, and cause and effect have corresponding, one thing will definitely bring the corresponding rules of feedback, happy or sad, sad or brilliant, this is ultimately borne by oneself, as if no matter the reverse or the past can not say any truth, in short, people's path is always their own choice, what to choose must bear what, existence is reasonable, everything has a reason, that's it.

Xiao Cong thought about it, smiled and habitually reached out and touched his nose.

But now the problem is - although the Turtle Mansion is not a super force in the Xuanzhen Realm, it is always a long-standing and well-established old existence, and the meals prepared for the guests should not be too shabby, at least for the current Xiao Cong and Hongsheng, this meal is definitely more than enough for the two of them to fill their stomachs, but there is only one pair of tableware.

Fortunately, Hongsheng brought a pair of chopsticks and prepared a spoon for Xiao Cong, of course, since Hongsheng replaced the chopsticks with a spoon, then Xiao Cong's bowl of soup can only be drunk against the bowl.

After failing to eat for a day, Hongsheng was really hungry, and after Xiao Cong's soup was full, he swept away all the remaining meals like a whirlwind, and even Xiao Cong's remaining half pot of soup was not spared.

Xiao Cong smiled and looked at Hongsheng, who was sitting opposite, gobbling up his image regardless of his image, and feasted on it, like a warm current flowing slowly in his heart.

"It's good to be a person with no distractions, even if it's ordinary. ”

That night, Xiao Cong and Hongsheng chatted a lot, and once the relationship was closer, the little guy's words were a dozen

If you open it, you won't close. The two of them were smiling happily from beginning to end, but Xiao Cong was relatively more reserved, and Hongsheng was more like a child who had no heart and no understanding of the world, rather than the subordinate who was unexpectedly favored by the guests during the day. He smiled without any scruples, and said without scruples, all the previous offenses and taboos were thrown out of the clouds, but Xiao Cong did not accuse him, even if he knew that some things were actually unruly, but what could he do? What rules, what restrictions, as long as everyone is happy, why let yourself stay in this cage that has never been closed, and live so tired.

Oh, so be it, let yourself follow your heart and be a person close to real life, how good.

It was already late at night, Xiao Cong originally planned to leave Hongsheng in Yueling Valley, but he refused to live or die, and asked him the reason, he didn't know, but kept saying that Ouyang Xun's small courtyard couldn't be short of people at night. Although Xiao Cong was a little disdainful in his heart-Nuoda's Turtle Mansion, the master is like a cloud, how, what other Jiangyang thieves and lawbreakers can come in? Besides, as far as Ouyang Xun's small broken yard is concerned, there is nothing to want, and it is so remote, it is estimated that even if anyone can come in, no one will look at it. It's just that Hongsheng insisted on going back, and he didn't have much to do, so he could only use magic to conjure up a spiritual torch and accompany Hongsheng on the road in the vast night.

He always felt that Hongsheng was a little strange at this time, but he couldn't say what was strange.

The night was deeper, and under the originally clear night sky, a wind suddenly blew that was neither big nor small, blowing a large number of clouds, covering most of the stars of the day, and also covering most of the moon, of course, it also blew the flame in a wrong silver and copper beast lamp hanging in front of Xiao Cong's door shook violently, it was crooked and raised, up and crooked, and after several repetitions, it was not blown out.

At this time, Xiao Cong was digging a pit in the aisle in front of the door, as if he was planning to bury something, he felt this change, suddenly raised his head, looked at the candle wick that was still trembling, moved his eyes up, swept half of the bright night sky, and after contemplating, he said to himself:

"Presumably Hongsheng has already returned to Ouyang Xun!"

After speaking, he nodded slightly as if he was sure of his thoughts, and then continued to work.

This night, he was busy for nearly half the night.

The next day, Hongsheng came to Xiao Cong's residence in Yueling Valley early again, and when he opened the door, he saw a dignified chessboard sitting silently on a mat in the northwest corner of the room.

"Hey, Young Master Xiao, you still like to play chess!" Hongsheng said in surprise.

Xiao Cong smiled and said, "It's just a little hobby." ”

But anyone who has had more contact with the formation knows that in the line of the formation master, there is known as the "four treasures of the formation", the qin synaesthesia, the chess through the change, the book through the solution, the painting through the present, the qin and chess, calligraphy and painting, in the line of the imperial array division, the representative is the "four treasures of the formation".

When Xiao Cong first came into contact with the formation, his father Xiao Tianyu asked him to choose one of the four treasures of this formation as a minor in his formation. Since he returned from Tiandaoxuan, he stole hundreds of miscellaneous books and watched them, and this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting came to Xiao Cong

After he hesitated to choose the minor of chess, Xiao Tianyu didn't say anything, but just gave him this Yunluo chessboard, since then, this Yunluo chessboard has been inseparable from him, and even reached the same status as the Zhuxian Sword, when he was in the Phantom Snow Forest, he was not willing to take it out and use it, for fear that he would die there. If this thing stays on the side, it will be regarded as a blessing from my father.

But in terms of value, it must not be as good as Zhu Xian.

Although it is not a treasure, but since it was given by Xiao Tianyu, it should have a certain value, besides, as far as Xiao Cong's current formation attainment, even if he is given a Zongbao-level chessboard, whether he can play it or not depends on two things, after all, the treasure is not something you can control if you want to control it, and the ability is reliable is really reliable! But one of the great advantages of this Yunluo chessboard is that it can be big or small, and it is an accessory to hang around the waist, which makes Xiao Cong like it very much.

For Hongsheng, today is no different from yesterday, the same ups and downs, the same lack of lunch, the same contradiction between strength and difficulty, and the same calm face of Xiao Cong Gujing. When he returned to Yueling Valley in the early morning, he found at a glance that there were more chessboards in Xiao Cong's room than yesterday, but he didn't realize in a day that the place he and Xiao Cong were in was very different.

So, from the morning breeze to the beautiful sky, to the time of the West Mountain, the birds return to the forest, and it is a picturesque dusk.