"Ahem, huh!"

At this time, Changsheng, who was indulged in those heroic deeds, heard Xuejin's dissatisfied cough. What about me? I'm also a very good person. Why don't you praise me?

Changsheng somehow had an idea, and he had a heart with Xue Jin at this time.

"Of course, Xuejin, who can force General Qin to use the fourth move, is also a particularly powerful character!"

"Hmph."

That's pretty much it.

Glancing at Changsheng, who had started to refine his sword again, Xue Jin felt that it was not interesting, so he went to the water tank to pick up a bowl of water and slowly watered the nameless flower. A mile further west of the small courtyard where they lived, was the moat of the county seat. The well in the courtyard probably belongs to the same system as the moat, so there is plenty of water and there is no shortage of water at all.

It's just that Xuejin has a tendency to water the nameless flower when he is idle, and Changsheng is a little worried that this flower will be drowned by Xuejin before it blooms. So I could only sneak into a little aura for this nameless flower.

The days gradually passed in the daily growth of the nameless flower. These days, Xue Jin is sometimes confused and sometimes determined, and it is obvious that Changsheng knows that he is struggling now, so he tries not to disturb him as much as possible, but takes him from time to time to see the grass that is gradually growing and the scattered wildflowers. and a vibrant earth that melts snow. These things that are often present in daily life are actually very precious to some people.

Then there is Changsheng's own reliance and need for Xuejin. Although Changsheng couldn't say it, she could feel that after saving the child that time, Xuejin's attitude had changed. To put it bluntly, it's the feeling that Xuejin needs to be relied on. Because in this way, he can feel that he is still alive and has the need to live.

In fact, Xue Jin didn't know about Changsheng's thoughts, but he didn't know for what reason, he acquiesced.

It's just that sometimes, when he looks at Changsheng, he also sighs with emotion.

"Ugly, honestly, why the hell are you so ugly? Is the scar on your face a birthmark or a hit? Tsk tsk, you know what? Like you, you couldn't even get into the ten zhang range around me before, it's really ugly. I can't sleep when I'm ugly. ”

Or, "I said ugly, don't you think you deserve to be so handsome and dashing?" Let's go out for a walk, and everyone thinks you're my maid. ”

Or, "You buy so much rouge gouache, I can't use it if I don't go out, so why don't you use it, at least cover up these scars." Hey, don't be upset, I'm telling the truth. ”

Immortal: "......"

Whenever this happens, she really wishes this person could be mute. How good it is to be dumb, if Xuejin were a mute, then he would not say these angry words from time to time.

However, when the anger is gone, Changsheng will feel that if Xuejin is not such a personality, it is estimated that she will feel unaccustomed to it. Because when she was indulging in the seeds of grief for the death of her grandfather and couldn't extricate herself, I have to admit that it was this Xuejin that made her recover from her grief and have the courage to continue living.

Just when the two were sometimes harmonious and sometimes bickering, half a month passed quietly, and the nameless flower bloomed.

That morning, Changsheng was feeding the old cattle and Dalin Erlin outside, when she heard Xuejin screaming in surprise, she was startled, and almost rushed in, only to see Xuejin who pointed to the nameless flower that had been tossed and couldn't tell why.

After looking Xue Jin up and down, he found that there were no scars or blood stains on his body, and Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at the pot he was pointing to, and then she froze for a moment.

This pot of flowers has been dry since it was bought, and there is not even a trace of green on the branches, and I see that the other grass has already grown buds and bloomed, and this pot of flowers is still only on top of those tiny buds. Changsheng has actually given up taking this pot of flowers to tomorrow's Hundred Flowers Fair, but I didn't expect it to bloom this morning!

Each flower is the size of a fingernail, and although it is small, the petals of these flowers are layered on top of each other, and they look extremely delicate and cute. The flowers are snow-white in the middle, and gradually turn pink as they spread around. At this time, the whole pot of flowers is in full bloom, and at a glance, it is really beautiful.

What's even more commendable is its scent. As soon as he entered, Changsheng had actually smelled a fragrant fragrance, which was not strong, nor would it be noisy, but it was extremely presence. It is like a plum and a plum, refreshing, and it will be a little drowsy when I get up in the morning, but after smelling this fragrance, I only feel that my head is clear for a while, and I am much more sober. Of course, this is only for Seoljin. After all, Changsheng had already woken up, and he was very awake at this time.

"If it's a flower like this, maybe we can really get a lot of praise."

Hearing Changsheng's admiration, Xue Jin vigilantly pulled the flower pot to his side.

"This is the flower I raised."

Changsheng twitched the corners of his mouth, could it be that she would fight with Xue Jin for this? However, who is the older person between her and Xuejin. This is the first time Changsheng has asked questions.

Okay, what you raise is what you raise.

"Would you like a name for it?"

"Hmmm......"

That's a good idea, and after a moment's thought, Yukjin came up with a name.

"Let's call it Incense Pile Snow."

Incense pile snow ......

Nice name. Changsheng didn't have the slightest opinion, after all, this was a flower that belonged to Xuejin. But since the incense pile and snow have already bloomed, how can you not go to the River Lantern Festival and the Hundred Flowers Festival? I have to say that this fragrant pile of snow is very suitable for the time of flowering, just the day before the start of the flower festival, it is really a good potted flower.

In this way, Seokjin has no reason to refuse to participate.

Xue Jin was rare and followed Changsheng to pack his things with great interest, they didn't want to go back and forth, so they decided to go into the city this afternoon and participate directly tomorrow. During the day, it is the Hundred Flowers Festival, and at night it is the River Lantern Festival, and neither of them wants to miss it.

However, when packing up his things, Xue Jin scoffed at Changsheng's practice of carrying a long knife when he went out to play. He had long given up on the cultivation of immortality, even with this long knife that he had had high hopes for. He had already felt that this long knife was not an embryo that could become a spiritual weapon when looking left and right. Later, I pondered it again, isn't this an ordinary commodity that everyone in Qin Ziyan's long knife camp has one?

So I gave up. I always watched the Immortal Refining Knife before, but I still felt that this long knife had nothing to offer. Even the silver hairpin embedded in it is very ordinary. Over time, Seokjin gave up.

At this time, watching Changsheng carefully wipe the blade of the long knife, Xue Jin said casually.

"If you want to be outstanding in the future, you still have room to grow, so you have to find someone to sacrifice the knife."

(End of chapter)