Full Time Sponger: Chapter 63: Collecting Zhengtai

The sixth and third recycling Zhengtai

Su Wan looked at Langxuan in horror. Chong Langhuan roared: "Nonsense!"

Langhuan put her arms around her chest, raised her chin, and hummed: "Are you talking nonsense? Just ask the brother!"

Su Wan grasped the quilt, feeling sad and reminded, as if he found out that his crush on his cousin was found out by his grandfather during a psychological test...

"Take medicine." Langxuan gave it away and ordered.

Su Wan glanced at Langxuan slantingly, thinking madly: Did she really cry with her brother's hand? Wouldn't it be so embarrassing! At this age, apart from fighting with the boys in the kindergarten, she broke a tooth and shed tears, and she has never cried in front of a man-grandpa doesn't count, not when she dreams!

Langxuan was very persistent, and he decided to give the bowl to her mouth without accepting it. His eyes were like a deep pool and he couldn't see the end.

Su Wan's face turned red all of a sudden, she opened her mouth subconsciously, and took the medicine with her brother's hand. The bitterness bloomed on the tip of her tongue, and her face instantly turned green.

"Puff—cough cough! Cough cough cough! Whoever gets the medicine, doesn’t need to put Huanglian to lower the fire! Cough!"

Su Wan lay on the head of the bed, sprayed the medicine from her mouth, wiped her mouth, and coughed constantly.

Langxuan's face sank. Began to soar.

Langhuan moaned on the side: "Who can know medicinal pill like you enchanting evildoer, Brother Xuan and I are ordinary people, only according to the prescription to grab the medicine, failed to put more licorice, add a few spoonfuls of honey , I'm really sorry." Turning his head, the little guy who came in breathlessly said: "Sky Star, go, give me a few candied dates for that person who dare not take medicine."

Su Wan's face began to turn black. Although she wanted to rinse her mouth and eat a few sweet bites, Langhuan's yin and yang were too annoying. But more importantly, the power of the air-conditioner around her was getting bigger and bigger, which made people shiver, and she quickly pleased and smiled.

"Brother, I really don’t need to take medicine. I get a fever every time I have a nightmare, and I’m used to it. The doctor said it’s a neurasthenia, and it’s caused by external stimulation. It happens several times a year. Longer, I probably won’t be hungry so I wake up late..."

Langxuan will be suspicious, and then look at Su Wan's full of air when she speaks, no matter how he looks like a patient, he didn't insist. It happened that Tian Zhongzi and Wu Yazi came over to greet them. Seeing that Su Wan was in good spirits, they hurriedly rejoiced. He also said that Elder Yao of the Five Elements Sect had waited for a few days, and was a little anxious, and asked if he could see him.

The elders of the Five Elements Sect and the same generation of Master Zu, if they meet on weekdays, they usually have to salute, but this time the Five Elements Sect is unreasonable first, so Langxuan left him for a few days, even if the other party is not angry, there is nothing he can do about it. Langxuan put down the medicine bowl, confessed that Su Wan had a good rest, turned around and left, taking Tianzhongzi Wuyazi with him as he left.

As soon as Brother Su Wan went out, he slipped off the bed, rushed to the table and poured a cup of tea to rinse his mouth, then spit the water in the pot, pinched a snack and put it in his mouth. Hey, he hooked his finger at her.

Langhuan shivered, and asked alertly: "What are you doing?"

Su Wan put his chin on with one hand, smiling very stupidly, "Why don't you, just ask you, where are the runes you practiced? Three thousand runes. Each one thousand times, won't you forget it?"

Langhuan froze. Obviously, drawing talisman is not an easy job. Even if you can write wild grass, you may not be able to use the paper talisman drawn by cats and tigers. Each time you finish writing one, activate it with true yuan, and the rune can flash with clear light. It counts. If it can’t flash, it’s a piece of waste paper. So far, she hasn’t even written a hundred, let alone three thousand.

"No, of course I didn't forget, little rune, it's hard to beat this lady!"

Langhuan let out a bluffing roar, shrank his neck, and was about to flash out in a desperate manner.

"Wait." Su Wan stopped her, pointed out the window, and said: "Go to the pavilion and write. There is no outside interference in the quiet room, and you can't show your eldest lady's ability."

Langhuan used her eyes to kill, and she knew it, she knew that this evildoer must be okay to laugh!

Su Wan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't look at me like that. I'm also doing it for your own good. You can't pick the environment for things like drawing symbols, so I feel scared. In the future, I don't need paper and use real yuan to paint out of thin air. Don’t you have to cry?"

Langhuan grinds his teeth, then raises his head and walks out in a big stride, "Who is afraid? Who is afraid of the bamboo bear!" When he walked to the little guy, he paused and patted the little guy on the shoulder. "Xiao Tianxing, take good care of your young lady. When she is scared in her dream, you have to provide arms for her to hug, and remember to call her a nanny...but you already have experience in this matter, but it seems like I'm boring."

Langhuan walked out the door with her head upright, and when she went to the pavilion with a pen and paper and began to draw symbols, there were only two people left in the house, one large and one small.

Su Wan was wearing a white silk dress. She supported her chin with one hand and squinted her eyes slightly. She looked lazy and charming. She was lying on the table and hooked her index finger to the little guy.

"Tianxing, nickname Chengze, right? Come here."

The little guy is dressed like a lucky boy, wearing a red brocade. The clothes are embroidered with patterns of a hundred butterflies, and the chest is hung with safety lock collar kits and other things. The heavy neck is not too sore. The boy's bun is tied with a red rope on the head, adorned with two pearls, half of it. With his hair hanging behind his head, two strands of golden rings were tied around his temples, and bells hung on the golden rings. The sound of the bells was clear and tinkling as he lowered his head and rubbed his steps.

Listening to the meaning in Langhuan’s words, the person she held when she dreamed of talking nonsense seemed to be not a senior. It's this little guy. Is she grateful? Or kill them?

Su Wan thought, reaching out and pinching the little guy's face.

"It feels good, better than Xiaoyuexi's. It is worthy of being the son of Jinyiyushi. He is a little older. The Zhengtai will be the cutest at seven or eight years old... She is almost ten years old. It’s puberty."

Tian Xing did not dare to hide, he stood obediently and let Su Wan torment him, but tears flickered in his eyes, "Little...er..."

Su Wan raised her eyebrows and said: "The voice is good, call sister to listen."

Tian Xing's eyes are hazy with tears, "Sister."

Su Wan mercifully let him go, stretched, got up and leaned on the windowsill, and fiddled with the petals of the potted yellow chrysanthemum. In early winter, the weather was a bit cold, but the sun was just right outside. She saw Langhuan holding a pile of yellow paper into the pavilion, rolled her eyes, covered her mouth and yawned.

"Little Tianxing..."

Skystar **** and straight, like the enemy's answer: "Yes! Miss!"

Su Wan's yawning movement stagnated, she couldn't help rubbing her buzzing ears, and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, "It doesn't need to be so loud, I can hear it." Pointing to the big tree outside the window, "Go, Move the couch under the tree, I'm going out to bask in the sun, and prepare some fruit refreshments by the way." As I said, I gathered water and washed my face, with loose hair, and I took a plate of flower cake from the table and went out through the window. Walked towards the pavilion.

Tian Xing exhaled, he relaxed, twisted his waist and kicked his shoulders to move his muscles and bones, and then rubbed his sour cheeks.

"Little Tianxing..."

The lazy voice sounded, and the little guy turned stiffly, seeing Su Wan lying on the windowsill, his eyes widened. With his small mouth open, he forgot to put his hands down.

Su Wan held a piece of flower cake and looked at the sun. The **** pastry was translucent, and there was a green plum blossom dotted with jam, exquisite like a work of art. Su Wan squinted his eyes and took a bite, slowly tasting. After eating, he licked the powder on his index finger, and then looked at the little guy who was about to become stiff.

"Um...Although I told you to tidy up, I didn't make you look like a bride to be married. Girl, I don't want to see red lately. You turn around and change your clothes."

Turn around and leave after speaking.

Tian Xing stood on tiptoes, craned his neck, and looked at the probe to confirm that Su Wan was far away and would not turn around. Then he patted his chest, exhaled a lot, saw the couch on one side, and became worried again. .

Agarwood is too heavy, he can't move it!

Look at the big red dress on his body again and curl his lips. God knows that he hasn't worn such fancy clothes since he started to meditate at the age of four! But mother and grandma must dress like this by themselves! Now that he got Su Wan's decree to change his clothes, he smiled and turned around and ran to the backyard to move the soldiers.

Langhuan was working on the calligraphy, sweat beaded on her forehead, her fingers were a bit swollen, her shoulders were so stiff, and her feet became numb, but the results came out, and her ears kept chattering. It was annoying, she had a dark face, and the tip of her pen was stained with dansha.

"Hey!" The force was too heavy, and the bowl of cinnabar was overturned and rolled to the ground.

Langhuan smashed the pen and turned around and said angrily: "Can you die and eat a little bit longer! Will it make me feel satisfied if I get caught up in it?!"

Su Wan shook his head and put the last piece of flower cake in his mouth. It was a hibiscus flower with cascading petals, lifelike, but it tasted peachy.

She smashed her mouth, licked her lips, and said lazily: "Tsk tsk, talisman must be calm, calm, look at you, how long it has been before you write a few words, oh no day You are too talented!"

Langhuan jumped and scolded: "You also know that the talisman must be quiet? If you know it, you also deliberately make a sound! You are as easy as writing a character? You can't break a stroke. Dansha is easy to dry and difficult to dip, so even write it out. , Who knows what went wrong, can’t consecrate..."

"You know it's difficult now?" Su Wan raised her eyebrows~IndoMTL.com~Langhuan was discouraged, flattened her mouth, and showed her the cocoon made by holding a pen in her hand. She was so aggrieved and tearful, but Still stubbornly said: "Father said, we must face the difficulties."

Su Wan looked at the side, Xiao Tianxing was bringing a few people out to put the couch in the house, and a maid put on a small table, holding a washed melon and fruit dessert, and a large plate of freshly baked flowers. The cake, steaming hot, tastes better than cold at first glance, and immediately beckoned on the railing of the pavilion.

The little guy watched his words and thoughts, waved his hands to make everyone back, and then held the flower cake dish in both hands and brought it over.

Su Wan nodded in satisfaction, took the plate, pinched a piece and sent it to his mouth, his eyes gleamed with beauty.

Um... the hot ones are the best! Marmalade or something, it's amazing!

"Okay, you stand aside first." Su Wan waved his hand, then sat on the railing, and said to Langhuan: "The drawing symbol must first be calm. You are too impatient, causing the true essence to be intermittent. , The runes are tangible but not godless. Let’s put down the pen first, try to write out of thin air with the true element, first practice the control of the true element."

Su Wan stretched out her index finger to draw a virtual line in the air, and a white mist formed by a strand of true essence drilled out of her fingertip, and drew a "wind" character text, condensed but not scattered. With a flick of her finger, she smashed the rune, and the wind rose out of nowhere, hula la blew through, leaving yellow paper flying all over the sky.

Langhuan grabbed the paper fanned to her face, excited, and said in shock: "This, this seems to be magical power!"

[Thank you for the pink ticket of hscwm, the evaluation ticket of づAngel de Melody~~~]