Born very blue, and a little taller than before.

Some clouds were too hard to climb up, so they had to fall.

The clouds fell to the mouth of the mountain pit, to the top of the pine tree, all of them. Some even fell on the eaves of other people's houses.

It is the eaves of the water play building, built high, on weekdays to receive some clouds, bad weather to receive some rain, in winter, to receive a head of white hair.

It was nice weather.

The smoke of the cold stove walked on the flower corridor, and the soles of his feet stepped on some clouds that had fallen from the sky.

The master of Wushan Mansion stood beside him and was joking with him: That Cloud Gate Grand Master really knows how to pick the time and choose a good day to come over - this should be Taiyi's specialty!

As he spoke, the Grand Master of the Cloud Gate came.

I haven't seen anyone yet, but I saw a gust of wind first-

The clouds ran away, and one by one they became flakes and crumbs, and the flowers shook violently, and the water dew dropped after drop, as if they were sweating uncontrollably.

The wind is coming in front of you, and the smoke of the cold furnace must not be used to breathe the turtle breath, otherwise you will have to cry out and breathe—

Good guys! Don't wait for the face-to-face, let's breathe first!

Hua Lingnong, the owner of the water play building, stood up at this time.

She said, "Waiting for the Cloud Gate—" As soon as the words fell, the wind became loud, and it blew presumptuously, wanting to blow away everyone's sideburns.

Hua Lingnong said loudly: "If you miss the distance, I hope that the great grandmaster will not blame, and quickly accept this method of controlling the wind, otherwise the small flowers and grasses on my corridor will be thanked or wilted, and the grandmaster will be punished for the crime of killing." ”

There was a string of laughter in the wind, hahahaha, each laugh was twisted onto a rope, tightened, crackling on the face of the owner of the fifth building, the louder it was, the harder it was pumped.

"Hua Lingnon—I haven't seen you for a long time. Why, this slip of hair is your new style of hooking?

It was the voice of the Cloud Gate Grandmaster Great Brahma.

When he said this, several landlords frowned.

The owner of Qin Huai even pursed his lips and turned his face sideways, reluctant to listen to him.

Hua Lingnon smiled to herself, and immediately tightened her face: "The Great Grandmaster said that he laughed—time is pressing, I hope you will show up soon, and go into the house with me as soon as possible." ”

"All right, the poor monk came near to see you. ”

The wind died down abruptly.

The cold stove smoke squinted, and someone stood in front of Hua Lingnon.

The cloud robe and the meat bun on the head are like the dress of a monk.

However, he was nine feet long, with a tiger's waist and shoulders, and he had a murderous aura.

The eyebrows and whiskers were very long, fluttering out, and below them were a large earlobe, hanging down to his shoulders, as if he had hung two fat snakes on his ears: when he had been hungry for a long time, he vomited blood and made people's tongues greasy.

He leaned his face closer to Flornon. The latter dodges itself.

He laughed, not rudely, but amused, and without waiting for the maid to move, he opened the door of his own hand, and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Fuyuan can't raise its head, it's just a place of rivers and lakes. And Cloud Gate is different, it is a great sect of Xuanmen, which is enough to be arrogant and light.

However, the cold stove smoke does not want to be affected by this gas. He did not accompany him into the house, and under the pretext of being unwell, he retired by himself.

Before leaving, he saw the Great Brahma standing behind Hua Lingnon, but a pair of eyes were fixed on the body of the owner of the neon dress.

This perverted monk!

The cold stove smoke was very angry, but he had no choice but to give up.

He went down the porch and saw that many of the flowers and plants on both sides had broken their stems and broken roots, and he couldn't bear it, so he took a detour and went to the east of the water playhouse.

There was a pond there, and lotus flowers had been planted in the pool, and the soil was more fertile.

He wanted to pick up some soil and bury the dead flowers and plants in the porch.

The pool is very close to the floor.

The smoke of the cold stove squatted on the edge of the pool, and the words in the house could be heard.

It was nothing more than some strange arrangement, very tasteful, and when I remembered the face of the great Brahma, the cold stove smoke became more and more tired.

He only moved his soil in silence.

However, the smoke of the cold stove was noisy in the end. So he stood up, waved his hand, and put some moonflower in his hand, and was about to make a cover to come out, and separate the noisy words.

Halfway through, he heard those words, and he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Eventually, it was the voices in the room that startled him.

It was the roar of the great Brahma, the tone of extreme anger, and as soon as it was roared, it shook up and broke through the sky.

"Who- who's there!"