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In the past, the Green Bamboo Garden was extremely quiet and lifeless. Today, there are a few coughs, which makes it a little more popular.
Lu Shenxing, who was sitting on the couch, took a sip of water to soothe his sore throat. He brushed off his damp hair, changed his posture, and squinted at Shen Cheng, who was standing in front of the window with his back to him.
"222, I want to see Shen Cheng's world."
Following Lu Shenxing's thoughts, there was a deserted area in front of him, without any life at all.
"Don't tell me, the mission progress is still 0."
After the sound of the system, the deserted land magnified. Among the piled rocks, Lu Shenxing saw a small grass. He couldn't find it unless he looked carefully.
The grass was thin, it must have just grown up, but it was better than nothing. Before Lu Shenxing could comfort himself, he stepped into a trap.
"Ding, Mr. Lu, one second ago, you triggered an H-level mission."
Lu Shenxing sneered in his heart, "Why didn't I know?"
The system seemed to block out Lu Shenxing's negative emotions, "Ding, Mr. Lu, please get three compliments from the target within ten minutes."
Lu Shenxing looked ugly. If that system was in front of him, he would dismantle the parts piece by piece and smash it into pieces with a big hammer.
He jumped off the couch and walked over, pretending to be casual, "Fortmaster, what do you think of me?"
Shen Cheng turned around and glanced over with a sharp gaze. He stared at him for a moment and calmed down his emotional fluctuations. "Noisy, loves teasing, has a sweet tooth, has a heart full of evil, and will retaliate."
Lu Shenxing's eyes twitched, brother, are you interesting in saying so much
"Fortmaster, can you praise me?"
Hearing this, Shen Cheng cast a strange look.
At this moment, Lu Shenxing, who was thick-skinned, felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Shen Cheng moved away without stopping.
Shen Cheng's angular lips parted slightly, "Very good."
Lu Shenxing smiled, "Is there more?"
Shen Cheng nodded, "Very good."
Lu Shenxing was speechless, "... Nothing else?"
Shen Cheng frowned, as if he had encountered a difficulty. In his opinion, good was the best, and nothing could replace it.
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When the time was up and the mission failed, the dark-faced Lu Shenxing accepted the randomly dropped punishment and went out to ask the third aunt for a job, carrying manure to water the vegetables.
The honest middle-aged man stood at the end of the vegetable field in embarrassment, "Eleven, this is my job, I'd better do it myself."
"Uncle, I have to do this job." Lu Shenxing smiled, his nose stuffed with two balls of cotton, his voice buzzing, "In order to make the world a beautiful place."
The child smiled so brightly that the middle-aged man rubbed his arms and asked curiously, "Were you scolded by the castle master?"
Lu Shenxing didn't answer, he picked up a piece of shit that was disproportionate to his height and poured it out, still humming "As long as everyone gives a little love"
Middle-aged people think that there is probably something wrong with their brains.
When Shen Cheng found out about Lu Shenxing watering vegetables in the vegetable field, he locked himself in the study. Half an hour later, there were several books piled on the table.
Pressing his index finger between his eyebrows, Shen Cheng leaned back in his chair and said, "Call Liu Huo."
The void responded, "Yes."
Liuhuo came very quickly. When he heard Shen Cheng's question, he groaned with a strange look on his face, "Fortmaster, are you asking your subordinates how to praise someone?"
Shen Cheng remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"This is simple. For example, you are cute and your smile is so pretty." Liuhuo smiled, "Secondly the content, the main thing is sincerity."
Shen Cheng waved, Liu Huo left with a lot of questions, and met Wei Young halfway.
"It's eleven."
Wei Young's understatement shocked Liu Huo, but he thought it was expected. He hummed twice, "How can you be so sure?"
Weiyang brushed away the hair that was blown by the wind in front of her eyes, "A woman's intuition."
Liuhuo blurted out subconsciously, "Why didn't I?"
Wei Yang looked coldly, "Are you also a woman?"
Liuhuo twisted his waist, Weiyang directly used Qinggong and found a place to vomit.
In the evening, Lu Shenxing came back smelling bad.
The third aunt who was waiting there asked, "Did the castle master say something?"
Lu Shenxing snorted, "Say I'm very good."
The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear. He did not notice the indescribable expression on Sangu's face.
"Eleven, Third Aunt's eyesight is not good. Can you help me pick some mulberry fruits?"
"Tomorrow."
Lu Shenxing hurried away without waiting for the third aunt to say anything else. After hurriedly washing, he changed his clothes and went to clean the bedroom. He placed the knickknacks one by one and wiped them clean with a cloth.
There was a sudden movement behind him, and Lu Shenxing, who was wandering in his mind, was startled. He put down the cloth and cursed.
Shen Cheng lowered his head, "What?"
There was a cool breath on his forehead, Lu Shenxing frowned, and that familiar feeling appeared again.
Impossible. He immediately denied his sudden suspicion. It was too ridiculous.
In order to break the delicate atmosphere, Lu Shenxing pointed his finger and said, "Master, this is really beautiful."
Shen Cheng glanced at the little clay figurine and silently picked it up and touched it.
When changing Shen Cheng's clothes, Lu Shenxing stood on tiptoe. He was probably a little weak from standing all afternoon. He couldn't stand still and his lips accidentally brushed against Shen Cheng's face.
He took the clothes he had changed and left with a nonchalant expression. His heartbeat was disturbed by the night wind and was still beating unusually.
Shen Cheng stood there in a daze, reaching out to touch his face. He couldn't catch what was flashing in his mind.
That night, Lu Shenxing still had insomnia, and his mind was in a mess. One moment it was Xin Liang's face, the next it was Shen Cheng's face, changing back and forth, and they overlapped strangely.
He opened his eyes in horror, as if he was suffering from schizophrenia, and went out the next day with two dark circles under his eyes.
Pusang grows on the edge of the cliff. It is red and looks delicious, but in fact it is so sour that it is difficult to swallow it.
After throwing the one he picked into the bamboo basket, Lu Shenxing suddenly noticed something was wrong. Before he could react, he was pushed down the mountain by a force.
At noon, the castle master came back with a man covered in blood in his arms. The evil spirit around him made people in Youlong Castle panic.
Liuhuo, Weiyang, and several other hall masters were anxious. No one wanted to remember that rainy night, when the rain was bright red.
Someone asked impatiently, "Is Shiyi going to die?"
Liuhuo scolded, "Shut up!"
Wei Yang crossed her arms, "I'm afraid he won't die or survive."
"How come the castle master likes that child so much?" There are also those who are relatively calm and point out the unclear points.
"You have to ask the castle master."
Several people fell silent. They knew very well that if a child with no strength fell from Sanshi Mountain, even if the miracle doctor Fang Hu was alive, he might not be able to get him back from the hands of death.
The green bamboo garden is shrouded in a lingering chill.
Looking at the child whose breath was coming and going, Shen Cheng said nothing.
"Cen Yin Valley is in an extremely cold place, where ant flowers bloom all year round. As long as we take him there, there is a glimmer of hope, but the journey is far away, and it will take half a month at the fastest." Uncle Hua pondered, "Before that, It takes someone with strong inner strength to protect his heart."
In this world, no one can compare to the man in front of him in terms of internal strength.
Shen Cheng picked up Lu Shenxing and walked into the secret room.
Uncle Hua warned, "Master of the castle, please think clearly. If you are not careful when entering the inner force, you will not be able to protect yourself."
Shen Cheng kept walking, and the moment the stone door closed, Uncle Hua heard a voice coming from him, "Without him, the world would be like this, and there would be no joy in life."
That night, Sangu sat in the small courtyard, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced, feeling relieved but also fearful of death.
It was late at night, and the coolness swept over me. Sangu shivered. She suddenly raised her head and said, "Lord of the Castle."
Shen Cheng approached step by step, "Why?"
San Gu answered truthfully, "He is your doom."
There was no wave in Shen Cheng's eyes, and his voice was calm, "Even if it's a disaster, it's my business."
The third aunt hesitated to tell what was on the parchment, and heard a voice in her ears, "If it weren't for him, I would have died a long time ago."
It contained sadness and indifference to the world. It was too real. After a long time, San Gu suddenly realized. She sighed, "It seems I was wrong."
Sighing again, Sangu raised her hand, slapped her face with a palm, and flew out the next moment.
"Your life is his, life or death is not up to you."
The sky was just clearing, and at the foot of Sanshi Mountain, a carriage was parked aside for an unknown length of time.
In the carriage, Shen Cheng's face was haggard, and his long eyelashes drooped, casting a black shadow.
Shen Cheng took out the little clay figurine from his arms, put it into Lu Shenxing's hand, and held his fingers tightly. For a long time, Shen Cheng leaned down and pressed his lips against the back of Lu Shenxing's hand. His Adam's apple vibrated and his voice became hoarse.
"I'm waiting for you to come back."
After staying in the carriage for a long time, Shen Cheng came down. Darkness surged in his eyes, bottomless, "I want him to live."
A chill felt on Hua Bo's back, and he said in a deep voice, "I will try my best."
From then on, the Cuizhu Garden returned to its original silence, with the flowers, trees, and the owner of the garden all waiting for someone.
two years later
The disputes in the rivers and lakes are still ongoing, and it is still the mountains, the water, and the people.
There was a lot of noise in the Haoren Inn in Sanshi City. It was very lively.
All the martial arts sects gathered here, and they were talking about the same thing.
The Lord of Youlong Castle is getting married, who is the bride
On the second floor, on the table on the right side near the aisle, a young man dressed in black is lazily leaning on the back of a chair, looking very handsome.
Standing next to her was a woman with bright eyes and white teeth. She heard all the voices downstairs and asked uncertainly, "Sir, are we still going to Youlong Castle?"
"Of course." The young man played with the little clay figurine in his hand and curled his lips, "Ningxiang, a backup gift."