Lin Qingyuan saw Mrs. Mei leaving, sat on the top seat and took a sip of tea, and then waved his hand to call the housekeeper standing on the side to come over.

"Go and call the third young master over."

"Yes."

The housekeeper responded, and left quickly to find Lin Xining in the other courtyard.

At this time, Lin Xining had just sent Xiaoli away, and was sitting in the study with pastries and reading.

'Knock knock knock! ’

"Third young master, the master asked you to come over."

Outside the door, the old butler stood at the door of the study, stretched out his somewhat shriveled hand, and knocked on the wood-colored study door with his crooked fingers.

"Got it."

Lin Xining, who was in the house, heard the sound and put down his pen, motioned for Qingfeng to follow, and opened the door to go out.

"I wonder what my father is looking for me? What does the butler know? ”

"I don't know."

When the old housekeeper heard Lin Xining's inquiry, he lowered his head and walked behind Lin Xining's left, and answered in a low voice.

Lin Xining turned his head and saw his appearance, so he didn't ask much, and walked forward by himself.

Ten minutes later, Lin Xining came to the front hall.

Qingfeng and the housekeeper waited outside, and Lin Xining went in by himself.

Lin Xining raised his feet and entered the front hall, and saw Lin Qingyuan sitting on the top seat, holding a book in his hand that he didn't know what it was.

"Father."

Lin Xining stood in the center of the front hall, about two meters away from the upper position, and saluted Lin Qingyuan.

Lin Qingyuan put down the book in his hand when he heard the sound, and casually motioned for Lin Xining to do it to the side.

"Mrs. Mei came back before and told me that when you are old, you should choose your favorite woman to settle the marriage."

"I'll tell you to come over and see what you have to say."

Lin Xining pretended to be pensive, thought for a while, and then said, "Father, I'm still young. Unintentional love for children. ”

"It's the two brothers who are going to win the crown this year, it's time to get married."

When Lin Qingyuan heard this, he nodded, threw the book he put on the table just now to Lin Xining, and said, "This book was brought back to you by your eldest brother, take it." ”

Lin Xining took the book and glanced down.

"The Immortal Kingdom of the South China Sea?"

"It's a book written by a Taoist priest, just read it as a thing."

Lin Xining nodded: "Yes." ”

Lin Qingyuan looked at Lin Xining, who was more silent than usual, and couldn't help but compare him with his other two sons.

The eldest son has made a name for himself, and now he is playing with this year's champion.

The second son is also famous, but he went to the Beicheng military camp to exercise.

Only Lin Xining, the third son, has no fame, and he likes to nest in the study every day and not come out.

Although he has taught and tested his knowledge, it is indeed solid, but he just doesn't like to take exams. It really gave him a headache.

The other Taifu Pavilion elders who didn't deal with him outside secretly laughed at a 'fool' with a bad mind in his family.

Huh!

The more contrasting, the more headaches.

"Alright, you can go back. It's okay to go out for a walk, it's the end of autumn, and the maple leaves in Maple Mountain are red, so let's go play by yourself. ”

"Yes."

Lin Xining answered, and got up to leave.

It seems that although Lin Qingyuan doesn't like the original body, he still cares.

As for why he didn't mention the family matter that Mrs. Mei said, it seems to be expected now.

……

When Lin Xining went back, he nested in the study again to extract the essence of plants and trees, and the essence of plants and trees that he used to tempt the tree demon before was extracted from the ice chips of the space.

When it was early the next morning, Lin Xining put the essence of plants and trees extracted last night into his sleeve, and then put on his money bag and green fish and went out to make an appointment.

At this time, the east gate.

The tree demon looked at the time and waited there, but the appointed time had passed, and the people who came and went to the morning market also came, but they didn't see Lin Xining's figure.

"This man won't stop coming, will he!? Then wouldn't I have gained a profit in vain, and I earned it with blood. ”

With that, the old storyteller, who had turned into a dryad, looked up at the sky, turned his head and was about to leave with his feet raised.

At this time, Lin Xining's voice suddenly came from the alley on his left.

"Where is this going?"

The dryad paused and turned his head to face Lin Xining.

At this time, Lin Xining had already changed into clothes.

A fine moon-white shirt with a light cyan veil on the outside. The soft waist seal embroidered with gold wire hangs a jade pendant in the shape of a folding fan.

"Yo, Childe, you're here."

"The old man just felt that the sun was a little dazzling here, and wanted to hide under the tree next to him. Well, just go and hide. ”

"Huh."

Lin Xining looked up at the raised eyes that had just risen, and let out a low sigh of indifference, but he didn't directly pierce him.

"Let's go, don't bother."

Lin Xining glanced at the dryad, then raised his feet and left expressionlessly.

The tree demon looked at Lin Xining's back as he left, and silently complained in his heart: Who is rubbing.

Then he followed Lin Xining slowly and went out of the city together.

Once you're outside the city, you'll need the Dryad to lead the way.

The tree demon didn't need Lin Xining's urging, he consciously walked next to Lin Xining, and said as he walked.

"The essence of the old plants and trees that Childe gave to him is not something that ordinary spiritual objects can extract, and the old people have lived for more years and have seen a lot of things. But I just couldn't tell what kind of spiritual thing the essence of the plants and trees was extracted. ”

"I don't know if the son can talk to the old man, it's good to relieve boredom if the road is far away."

Lin Xining thought for a moment, then pretended to reach out and take out a young borneol plant from the space.

"Do you know this?"

The dryad saw that Lin Xining took out only a hand-length green plant from his sleeve, and his heart was shocked.

"What is this?"

Rao is tree demon has lived for thousands of years, and he is also full of strangeness to the plants in Lin Xining's hands.

When Lin Xining saw its reaction, he knew that it didn't know, so he threw the borneol seedlings over.

"I've sent it to you, if you can support it, it's also your creation."

There is no record of this ice chip in the memory of the original body who is familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous books, and the dryad who has lived for so long does not know.

Maybe there is no such plant as ice chips in this world, so he gave this ice chip to the dryad.

For the dryad, if it can be fed, it is indeed a rare creation.

…

The dryad caught the ice chip plant, and immediately felt the rich essence of plants and trees in the plant, and his heart was happy, and his movements became more careful.

"Then, the old man thanked the son."

"Nothing."

Lin Xining waved his hand casually, signaling him to continue walking.

The dryad smiled and nodded, then put the ice flakes into his sleeve and used spells to send them to the alien space in his body to store.

Then he took Lin Xining to a path blocked by dense trees, waved his sleeves and took Lin Xining into the air.

The green pig didn't need to be taken by the dryad, and flew up by himself.

The dryad glanced at the green pig that followed, and was not too surprised.

Anyone who has a little Taoism can see that this Qingfeng who has been following Lin Xining is not a person.

……

The three of them flew eastward for more than a month before landing next to a deep mountain valley.

Before Lin Xining, who had just stood firmly, could speak, he saw the dryad pull out the wooden hairpin inserted in his sparse and half-white bun.

The dryad took the wooden hairpin, paddled it to his hand, stained with a trace of the dryad's cyan blood, and then stabbed straight into the calm waters.

……