Eighty-two, grass root bark

After the bronze-masked man had healed the wound on his arm, I walked out of the bronze-masked man's room and went upstairs, where the little dragonfly fluttered its wings and followed me upstairs.

Seeing this, the copper-faced man grabbed the little dragonfly's tail: "Your room is there, you are not allowed to go upstairs and enter the room of the New Moon girl." ”

The little dragonfly struggled and shouted, "Why can't I go? I'm just a little dragonfly." ”

The bronze-faced man didn't seem to hear the little dragonfly's cry, pinched his tail, opened a room near him, threw the little dragonfly in, and locked the door.

The rest of the days seemed to be idle, boiling tea, cooking wine, playing the piano, enjoying the flowers, enjoying the moon, and enjoying the breeze.

After a few days of contact, I found that in addition to the ugliness of his appearance, the copper-faced man seemed to know everything and was good at everything, and I couldn't help but add another layer of curiosity to him.

Ever since the little dragonfly was thrown into the room by the bronze-masked man, and then he was prevented from getting too close to me, and not letting him stand on my shoulders to show off his might, his heart was full of dissatisfaction with him.

On this day, the copper-faced man went out and was not in the "Lilac Building", and the little dragonfly changed into a human form and complained to me: "Sister Shuoyue, this scorpion, bullied me all day long, always preventing me from entering your room, he didn't let me enter your room, but he could enter whenever he wanted."

I don't like him, shall we get out of here? I would like to live in a hut with you, just not to see the scorpion's expressionless face all day. ”

"Little dragonfly, the scorpion has been very good to you except for not letting you into my room, you can't say that about him, it's not fair to him. "I bowed my head and tended to spices, and the scorpion has been teaching me how to make incense with spices these days, and the fragrance can purify my heart and control the enemy.

Seeing that my mind was only on spices, the little dragonfly became more and more angry: "Sister Shuoyue, don't do this, these things have been made for several days, and they are all dry grass root bark.

If this scorpion wants to please you, it is better to teach you some martial arts and pass on some mana, what's the use of knowing these hay roots all day long?"

I looked up and smiled at the little dragonfly: "Kung Fu mana is certainly powerful, but this incense can sometimes be used to save lives, and it should not be underestimated." ”

The little dragonfly was a little disappointed when she saw that I didn't listen to what he said: "Sister Shuoyue seems to be fascinated by these grass roots and bark, and there are no little dragonflies in her eyes."

I listened to the little dragonfly, pulled him to sit down beside him, and pushed him a few small baskets of dried leaves and grass roots and bark: "You can identify these things, and then tell me later what they have medicinal properties." ”

When the little dragonfly heard this, she turned around and wanted to slip away, so I pinched a fixing method and fixed the little dragonfly next to the table: "I will release you when I figure it out, and I will test you later, if you don't figure it out, I will beat you on the board." ”

I walked out with that, leaving the little dragonfly in front of a pile of herbs.

Out of the house to the courtyard, the courtyard is pleasant, the tall lilac trees are luxuriant, and the corolla is huge and lush.

I walked slowly under the lilac tree, and the gray-brown lilac branches spit out small green heart-shaped leaves, and the branches were full of dark purple flower bones.

I stared at the delicate petals, the stamens of which were delicate and exuded a fresh, elegant taste.

A gust of wind blew in the face, and the lilacs fell to the ground in a flutter.

"What are you thinking?" a familiar voice sounded in my ears, and I was startled in my heart, and I turned back sharply to see that it was a scorpion.

The scorpion looked at the disappointed look in my eyes and didn't care.

"What are you thinking?" asked me.

"Nothing, just something that suddenly remembered, some people. "I said to the scorpion.

"Who makes you so concerned, can you tell me?" said Scorpion.

"It's a long story. I said with a faint smile.

"I can listen slowly. The scorpion also said with a faint smile.

I looked at the crushed lilacs, and the flowers were gathered together in small pieces, and gathered into a piece hanging under the branches, like the fragments of my heart, hanging on my heart, I want to pick it, I can't talk about it.

"Maybe you can tell me about yourself first, so that's easy to say. Scorpion said to me.

I looked at the scorpion, and he seemed to want to know me, and I said to him, "I really don't know where to start." I've been searching for a lot of things that I don't understand and don't know now, and the more I understand, the more sad I feel. ”

"The heart is sad because there are desires, and if you don't get it, you will be sad, and if you abandon those desires, your heart will not be broken. Scorpion said to me.

"Why doesn't that little dragonfly haunt you? Why didn't I see him following you like a fart all day?" asked me, looking around me.

"He was fixed by me in my room to look at pharmacology, and was studying the pile of grass root bark that he despised to behold. "I think it's funny when I think about the little dragonfly's attitude towards the scorpion.

"This child is not without merit, his heart is still kind, but he has not been disciplined since he was a child, he is too casual and greedy for fun, and he is a little unenterprising. Scorpion said.

I nodded, "I wonder where this little dragonfly came from?" I asked the scorpion.

"This little dragonfly is just an abandoned baby, because there is a birthmark of a black palm print under the ribs on his chest, which is considered ominous by his family, so he was abandoned in this wood, and was rescued by the fog gods here.

When the child was three years old, he fell from a tree while playing and died, and when he was locked in the soul of black and white impermanence, he let him go when he was so young and told the king of the earth.

The earth monarch took pity on his miserable life, because he couldn't let him survive, so he responded to the suggestion of black and white impermanence, and when he grew up to become a small official of the underworld, he would help black and white impermanence lock ghosts and collect souls in the future. The scorpion paused for a moment, then said to me:

In fact, he didn't even know that he was just a wandering spirit floating in the world. ”

I listened to the words of the scorpion, and my heart had infinite sympathy for the little dragonfly, he and I are both helpless people in this world, fortunately I have met many people who love me, and he is still wandering in loneliness, he is suffering to himself, and I am suffering to myself.

I felt sympathy for the little dragonfly, and decided to discipline him well, treat him well, and let him and I get out of the situation of self-suffering.

As he approached my room with the scorpion, I could hear that it was very quiet, and there was no movement.

Scorpion and I stepped into the room, but we saw that the bark of the herbs on the table in the room had been eaten to pieces, and the little dragonfly was lying on the medicine book and snoring and sleeping.

The scorpion walked over to look at the sleeping little dragonfly and the medicine book under his face, and angrily took out a sign from his waist and slapped it at the little dragonfly, the little dragonfly woke up in pain and got up from the table.