"Bud Ya? Ya Ya!"
Shen Zhixian was really tired these days.
He felt that even if he went to deal with Yan Jin, or even Song Mingxu and Wei She, he would not be so tired - at least those were all human beings who could understand what he said, living, human beings, and they were the same kind who could communicate.
"Chirp!"
Small green grass buds protruded from the top of his hair, like waking up from a big dream, stretching the leaves in a daze, messing up his meticulously combed hair.
Shen Zhixian took a deep breath and pulled the small grass bud off the top of his head, resisting the urge to rub it into a ball and throw it away, controlling his facial expression not to be too hideous, gritted his teeth and said, "Next time Can you not put a nest on my head?"
He's a normal big man, and he doesn't want the top of his head to turn green at all!
Xiaocaoya shook the leaves in his palm very cleverly, and made a "chirp" innocently.
"Chiu Chiu Chiu, are you a tree sparrow..." Shen Zhixian muttered, looked left and right, stuffed it into an empty porcelain vase the size of a palm, and warned, "I want to practice magic, you are not allowed to come out."
"Jijiji!" Xiaocaoya probably didn't like the metaphor of the little sparrow, so she immediately changed her voice, twisting and screeching in the porcelain vase.
This Shen Zhixian just started a trick, and the grass sprout twisted and moved to the table together with the porcelain bottle. When he twisted again, he squeaked and shattered the porcelain pieces.
The little grass sprout, who was freed again, cheered and chirped, stepped on the thin roots, staggered to find Shen Zhixian, threw himself on the hem of his clothes, and climbed up very nimbly, with the leaves hooked into his long hair. Swing.
Shen Zhixian: "..."
He picked up the grass with two fingers expressionlessly, opened the door expressionlessly, and pinched it expressionlessly—with a thud, a small mud hole was dug out on the ground beside the door.
Shen Zhixian continued to plant the grass sprouts expressionlessly, covered them with soil, and even performed a small trick to prevent them from slipping out easily.
After doing all this, Shen Zhixian closed the door and went back to the room to continue to ponder and toss. He recently found a lot of books, and he is eager to learn and put into practice.
Xiaocaoya struggled in the mud pit for a while, and found that he really couldn't get out.
It became angry, chirping, chirping, chirping, quacking, and the small leaves were covered with mud, and it pulled its roots vigorously.
Shen Zhixian listened to it screaming outside, a little funny, but also a little helpless.
He also didn't expect that the little Caoya, who had just picked up the message with Yan Jin that day, actually had such a great ability.
—Well, don’t ask why it is a small grass sprout, because at that time Shen Zhixian could only control this small green plant except for the fragile dead leaves.
Shen Zhixian read the book, practiced for a while, and suddenly found that there seemed to be no sound outside for a long time.
This little grass sprout is very magical. It makes all kinds of strange noises. As long as it is not sleeping, it will make a lot of noise. Why is it so quiet now
Even the mud here is full of spiritual energy. Planting it there has only advantages and no disadvantages. Is this little guy struggling too hard and hurting himself
Shen Zhixian was a little worried, put down the scroll and quietly went to the door to look at it. At this time, he just saw Xiaocaoya struggling with the last small root, and angrily didn't turn his head back.
It's a fluttering little grass sprout that floats far away in the wind. Shen Zhixian was shocked, subconsciously reluctant to let it be exposed in front of everyone, pursed his lips, shouted "Ya Ya", and chased out.
Xiaocaoya was really angry, relying on her smallness, she flew faster and faster with the wind. It also knows how to avoid crowds, and in order to prevent the young disciples coming and going from discovering it, it drills everywhere.
This is very hard for Shen Zhixian. He took a stance in front of the younger disciples, and hurriedly handled the greetings of the younger disciples. Xiaocaoya had already disappeared at a certain corner.
Shen Zhixian had no choice but to look in the general direction. As he was walking, he suddenly found that the road looked familiar - isn't this near Yan Jin's residence
As the fifth elder, Shen Zhixian had his own main peak. He was at the top, followed by direct disciples and ordinary disciples.
The direct disciples worshipped directly under the name of Shen Zhixian and could be guided by him personally, while the ordinary disciples were only under the name of his main peak, and they practiced and studied in a unified way without special treatment. It is also necessary to eat, drink, sleep, wash and cook, and have everything.
The sound of gurgling water came from not far away. This is where the disciples usually fetch water.
Shen Zhixian didn't think much about it, he took a step and turned a corner. He looked up and was stunned.
The thin young man was wearing a worn and faded moon-white gown, with his back to him, and was standing beside the spiritual spring fetching water. The wooden barrel filled with water was very heavy, and he lifted it one by one with each hand, and at a glance, he knew that he did not less often.
Then the boy turned around and looked directly at Shen Zhixian.
Shen Zhixian looked at him in disbelief, and then looked at the bucket he was carrying—these chores were all done by ordinary disciples, so why did Yan Jin do it himself
Looking at each other in silence, there was a burst of chirping, and the missing grass sprout emerged from the grass next to him and happily rushed towards Yan Jin.
-WTF? !
Yan Jin's long-trained reflexes made him move faster than he thought. As soon as he raised his hand, a whole bucket of water was poured on Xiao Cao Ya, and he splashed it so much that the impact of the water made him flutter. to the ground.
The muddy water dripped down on the small leaves, and the dirty grass buds froze on the ground, motionless, as if shocked.
Shen Zhixian looked at it's dazed appearance, restrained a smile and was about to speak, when an angry scolding came, his attitude and content made his face sank immediately.
"Yan Jin! What are you doing, dawdling! Senior Brother Yan is in a hurry to use it - ah! How did you make a mess! Are you a waste!"
The little disciple probably heard the movement here, and ran over with swearing. Seeing the mess on the ground, he couldn't help his anger. He was about to swear when he opened his mouth. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and beside him, a green, unknown object was violent. smeared his face.
Clap, loudly.
After Xiaocaoya finished beating, she consciously slipped into Shen Zhixian's sleeve, revealing only the tip of a small leaf to watch the excitement.
The younger disciple's face quickly became red and swollen, as if he had been slapped hard - but he didn't see anything!
Being teased in front of Yan Jin, he realized that he had lost his face, and turned around angrily, "Who is arrogant here, see if I don't treat you—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Shen Zhixian lifted his eyelids lightly, shook his sleeves calmly, shook the spooky little grass sprout upside down, and hummed softly, "What should I do with Elder Ben? Say, Elder Ben, listen."