The Journey of Flower: The Moonlight Allure

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　　 Hua Qiangu is busy in the kitchen. Tang Bao is holding a small spoon to help her lay hands, adding salt and sugar later.

"Master—Master—Eating!"

Bai Zihua is in meditation, Yuanshen is playing chess with Donghua Shangxian on the blue sea, thousands of miles away. As soon as he heard the call, he hurriedly bid farewell, and instantly flew over thousands of miles, the soul returned and woke up.

Walking into the side hall, I saw the dishes on the table. One dish was more exquisite, one more gorgeous, but not like food, like works of art.

"What dish did you make today?"

"Hehe, come back to Master, they are Tianji Honey Dew Soup, Jade Tofu Kernel, Lotus Jade Belt Soup, *Hundred Fruit Pulp, Licorice Assorted Cup, Small Fried Yellow Flower Heart."

"Don't cook so many dishes every time. You can't finish it and waste it. Just make one or two at random."

"I see, Master." Hua Qiangu passed the white jade chopsticks with both hands, "Hehe, Master, please have a meal."

Bai Zihua took it and pinched it in his hand. The fingers were even more white and delicate than the jade chopsticks.

Sugar Bao sat in its special blue and white bowl and swallowed while looking at the dishes, but before he moved his chopsticks, he did not dare to act rashly.

"Your carving skills are good." Bai Zihua looked at the *baiguo, which is a combination of several kinds of fruits and carved together, nodded gently, and took a piece of Sydney and put it in his mouth to taste.

Hua Qiangu was happily holding a bowl of grilled rice, while quietly watching Master eat something. This time of the day is the happiest. Although the master may not be able to say a few words during the dinner, just sitting here with her makes her feel very warm. But why would anyone even have such an elegant and beautiful posture to eat?

"Bone, I want that, that..."

The cherry flesh of the Eichhornia crassipes was put into the bowl of Tangbao, Tangbao held it in his arms, and bit off half of it in one bite.

It didn't take long to eat, Bai Zihua tried a few chopsticks for each dish, then put it down, but still sat at the table looking at her and Tang Bao. Originally, he didn't have any distinction between fullness and insufficiency. He just spared more than ten minutes to accompany her every day.

"Eat slowly, don't worry."

"Hmm..." Hua Qiangu swept away a quarter of the dishes on the table. Feeling full, he quickly put down his chopsticks.

"I'm done, I'll leave the rest of the sugar treasure to you. Master said don't waste it. Hey, there is the last thing you have eaten, you are responsible for cleaning the bowl!"

"Ah? Okay... so many more. I've gained weight recently, and I can't find my waistline."

"Waist?" Hua Qiangu clamped it with chopsticks, from head to tail, "here? Here? Or here? Are they all the same thick?"

Seeing Tangbao squeaking and smiling with chopsticks, I really want to eat it as a side dish.

Bai Zihua watched the two of them fighting, and couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes. He lifted up his spotlessly white sleeves and wiped the corners of Hua Qiangu's mouth.

Hua Qiangu raised her head and looked at his still cold face, but the warmth at that moment made her feel touched and want to cry.

Looking at the stains on Baizi's painted sleeves, he lowered his head embarrassedly.

Master’s white clothes are always as clean as a day for thousands of years, and the immortal energy surrounding him always keeps the floating dust from getting half of it, so there is no need for trivial washing of clothes like her mortals...but Do I need to take a bath? Hua Qiangu suddenly thought that if Master took off his clothes and took a bath...

Dizziness, dizziness... Amitabha, Amitabha, kindness, kindness...

So now it is completely different from what she had previously thought about being filial to Master after apprenticeship, washing and cooking for Master’s elderly, pouring tea and water, and so on.

Master has always advocated that the Tao is natural, pure and inactive. Spells do not exist and use to bring convenience to life, but instead make people dependent and inert. Therefore, for trivial things like hair, cleaning clothes, and so on, even if it's as simple as raising your hand and reciting a formula, you would rather do it yourself and rarely use spells.

"Master, give me the clothes in a while, shall I wash you for you?"

Bai Zihua's eyes looked at Hua Qiangu with a trace of astonishment, looking at herself with excitement, and nodded lightly.

At night, the bright moon rises like a jade plate.

Hua Qiangu stood barefoot in the back mountain stream to wash clothes. Not far away, the peach petals fluttered into the water with the wind, and fell down the river. The moonlight was overwhelming, and the water was reflected like a smudged white coat. Provoked a few touches of pink and pink, extremely beautiful, extremely quiet and extremely gorgeous.

Sugar Treasure enjoys the game of riding a peach blossom boat from the upper stream down the rapids.

Hua Qiangu watered it with water and overturned its boat. It tried hard to swim in the water with its thin feet. Suddenly I saw a small fish, and a fierce boy happily plunged to chase the fish. After a while, I didn't know how to trick the fast-swimming fish into his hand, and willingly let Tang Bao sit on its back, swimming happily with it.

Hua Qiangu looked up at the full moon in the sky, and then looked down at Master's other courtyard, the light was still on. Never thought that there would be such a happy and peaceful day, and she had nothing else to wish for, only to be able to continue like this forever.

The next day, Tang Bao went to find Qingshui and they went to play. Hua Qiangu was lying on a tree reading a book, and suddenly saw a crooked blue paper crane flying towards her in the distance.

I have a letter. Jumped over and grabbed it.

Usually, the fairy world relies on these small paper cranes to convey messages, which are all kinds of birds folded randomly. The color is different, and the type and urgency of the message are also different. And the speed is related to the mana of the person sending the message. If the mana is weak, the paper crane may fly on the road for several months or a year and a half. The mana might be able to fly thousands of miles in a day or a few hours. And it is not afraid that it will not be easily broken by the rain and the wind, and it will even hide in the air without being caught and intercepted by anyone.

The Huaqiangu open letter was actually written by Dongfang Yuqing, with crooked characters, like ghost paintings, and it was uglier than her, with few numbers.

"Little Bones, I miss you so much, my bones hurt!!!!!!!!!!!!"

At the end, I drew a little bone, a little scholar, and a little bug in the middle, which was ugly. It was called a family portrait.

Hua Qiangu smiled while holding the letter to her belly. In fact, she missed him very much. He ran to the study, picked up the pen, and replied a very long letter to Dongfang Yuqing. The paper crane folded into a small paper crane and the paper crane that Dongfang Yuqing used to be folded together, placed in the palm of the hand, the small paper crane turned blue, and recorded the path of the reply and the recipient of the letter. Information, it swings its wings on the road.

Hua Qiangu continued to climb back to the tree. Before she could sit down, she suddenly saw a golden light in the distance and flew over. She was wearing a black robe and standing in the courtyard with her hands behind her.

I was so scared that I fell from the tree.

"The disciple pays homage to the Lord." Ouch, my **** hurts.

Mo Yan looked at her coldly: "As a disciple of the head, he is slow and sloppy, not looking like! Where is your master?"

"Master...Master...may be in the sword pavilion, maybe in the mysterious tower, maybe in the study, maybe in..."

Mo Yan snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves and walked straight into the hall: "How did you become an apprentice?!"

Hua Qiangu hurriedly lowered his head and followed him, not daring to speak much.

Bai Zihua knows that Mo Yan is here. He never goes to the Hall of Unfeeling easily. This time it should be something important.

I took the neatly folded robe and shook it away. It was surprisingly white, flat and unfolded. Did that little guy wash this? When I wear it, I can't help but smile because of the indifferent fragrance of peach blossoms, the refreshing water and the smell of sunshine.

Pushing the door out, I saw Mo Yan approaching him. He frowned, and said in a low voice: "Another artifact was taken away."

The picture of Baizi was expressionless, and she sighed in her heart. This day will come sooner or later.

Hua Qiangu was tumbling on the bed boringly. Now she is gradually recovering her true energy, and she can barely sleep on the bed of Xuanbing. It's been a long, long time since Master Master went out to do errands. She calculated it, it should be three days, oh oh oh, no one accompanies her to eat. Smelly Tangbao didn't accompany her much, and recently she ran more and more diligently towards Luoxi. Hey, I really see the girl...

But even if you are handsome after the eleventh, it is still popular among thousands of girls, not a few bugs!

Tangbao's aesthetics should think that a caterpillar looks much better than him, right?

It's so boring, Master is not in the temple, and I always feel uneasy. I don't want to read a book, or go to the kitchen to study a few new dishes, and wait for the master to come back and cook it for him? Well, just do it.

As soon as I opened the door, she was shocked when she saw someone standing at the door. It’s no wonder that the Blessed One said that she was slow, and someone went to the Hall of Unfeeling, but she didn’t even say that she stood at her door. Find.

This person himself has seen him before. It seems that he is called Changsheng. He seems to be in charge of the chores of the long stay apse. He entered the long stay a few years earlier than himself, but is two generations lower. But ordinary disciples wouldn't let them go to the Third Hall, why did he come here? You have to go back as soon as no one notices that Master is away, or you will be punished severely.

The corners of Changsheng's mouth were raised, and his smile was strangely stiff and unpredictable.

"Small, I am coming!"

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