World Feeding Travel Notes

In such a well-regulated courtyard, a large pool with winding edges was suddenly built on the center line.There are no lotus and koi playing in the pond, and there are no small bridges and verandas on the pond.Some are just an ancient pear tree swaying cleanly with the wind.

The strong tree roots are rooted in the center of the pool, and the flowers are blooming happily, just like the white snow that is full of trees filled with carved railings and jade, warm and fluffy, falling to the ground, softening the cold and rigid palace.

Chu Xingzhou stood there blankly.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and a pear blossom circled in front of him along with the direction of the wind, and touched the tip of his nose. Chu Xingzhou's eyes suddenly turned pale.

fainted.

The autumn was fading, and Chu Xingzhou sat in front of the window, looking at the dug-up courtyard beyond recognition.

It wasn't just that he thought of something, his handsome side face that was carved by a knife gradually softened under the warm sun.

Rustling, there were footsteps in the apse and the sound of heavy objects mopping the floor, finally there was a trace of movement on Chu Xingzhou Gujing Wubo's face.He got up and closed the window, picked up the book spread out on the table, and began to study.

"Mr. Qingming! See what I brought? Lord Qingming—! Brother Chu—! Ah Chu—! If you don’t open the door, I’ll go in!"

The bedroom window was opened again, and Chu Xingzhou stood in the window and looked at him.

Huang Shang smiled wryly: "Finally are you willing to look at me?"

"Mr. Nanming came here today. I didn't see him, but I heard his voice first. I don't know what he brought this time."

Huang Shang stretched bitterly: "Guess, come out and see for yourself."

"Hoes. With all due respect, Mr. Nan Ming, there is no place in our yard for you to dig ponds anymore."

"Wrong guess. Ah Chu, come out and have a look, keep it if you like it, I took a lot of effort to bring it back."

Chu Xingzhou hesitated and disappeared through the window.

Huang Shang hummed the tune bitterly and looked at the deep pit dug by him—tsk, it's still too late, the soil is a little dry.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Huang Shang turned back and smiled bitterly: "Brother Chu is finally willing to come out. How is it? Do you like it?"

Chu Xingzhou stood in front of a huge dead tree, with countless broken branches and leaves under his feet.He was expressionless and didn't want to talk.

"Brother Chu, don't worry, it is still alive, and it has lived for a long time, and it will live longer."

"...Didn't you say that the purpose of digging a hole is to make a pond? Now it's changed to planting trees?"

Huang Shang smiled wryly: "There are all of them, brother Chu will know in a while."

The Golden Crow was shining brightly, Chu Xingzhou looked at Huang Shang who was planting trees, and made three pots of tea for him.

The streams are connected, and the clear springs flow into the pool.Huang Shangku flashed a moon-white spiritual power, and the pear tree withered and bloomed in spring, producing fragrant snow all over the courtyard, which fell lightly on Chu Xingzhou's fingertips.

Huang Shang cleaned the dirt off his body, walked over and said with a smile against the wind: "Four seasons bloom, never lose."

Chu Xingzhou's jade-like heart suddenly moved.

Huang Shangku picked up the warm teapot on the table, drank a few swigs, looked at him and asked, "Mr. Qingming, do you know what is so special about this pear tree?"

Chu Xingzhou thought for a while: "...older?"

"Hahaha" Huang Shang smiled wryly, "This is also one of them." He coughed and said mysteriously, "This is the pear blossom tree that I was lying on when I first met Brother Chu."

In the courtyard of the back hall, Huang Shangku held someone in his arms and lost his spiritual power. He checked left and right, but he couldn't find out why, and he waited left and right, but he didn't wake up.He was so anxious that he estimated the time, picked up Chu Xingzhou and walked quickly to the bedroom next to the apse.

When Chu Xingzhou opened his eyes again, what he saw was the dark green back of climbing up and down, looking for medicine pots in his bedroom.

"...Mr. Nanming."

Huang Shang turned his head bitterly, rushed to the bed, and said anxiously: "Brother Chu, are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Xingzhou shook his head: "Mr. Nan Ming doesn't need to worry, I'm fine, just... I just remembered something."

Huang Shangku was surprised and said, "You remember?"

"Well, just a little." Chu Xingzhou took the tea that Huang Shangku handed over, and continued: "Perhaps the pear blossom has a spirit, and when it saw me coming, it gave me a memory. I just saw the scene in my sleep, It turned out that Mr. Nanming brought this pear tree and planted it in the courtyard." He omitted the reasons for the emotion, and only gave a brief overview.

Huang Shangku was both happy and sad when he heard the words, he was happy because he had known Brother Chu before, and he seemed to have a close friendship, Lord Qingming or Ah Chu still talked to him well, nothing happened; sad It was obviously the past of two people, but now he can't recall it at all.

Huang Shang opened his mouth bitterly, but stopped talking.Chu Xingzhou chuckled lightly and said, "If Mr. Nanming is concerned about this, I will feel very sorry. Besides, brother Huang told me before that we will all remember it, won't we?"

Huang Shang nodded bitterly, trying to relieve himself, but suddenly said: "Did you call me Brother Huang just now?"

Chu Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, recalling the unintentional words just now, he had no choice but to make amends: "Well, I will gradually change the address. If I change the original one in a short while, I'm afraid I won't get used to it."

Huang Shang smiled wryly, "Take your time, don't rush."

Chu Xingzhou took a sip of tea, hesitated and said again: "Brother Huang, I have a question to ask you."

"Brother Chu just ask."

"Why did Mr. Nanming decide to ask Mr. Mandrill to help us come here when he was in the underworld? Brother Huang guessed Mr. Qingming at that time... Is it my old friend with you?"

Huang Shang was taken aback for a moment, and replied dully: "At that time, I didn't dare to think about it. I just felt a headache. I only figured it out later. As for why I wanted to come...Actually, I don't know why, maybe I just wanted to see one look."

Chu Xingzhou asked: "Even if the time limit is only half an hour, I still want to come here to take a look? It's obviously useless..."

Huang Shang nodded bitterly: "Yes."

Chu Xingzhou raised his eyes to look at him: "Just for a look?"

Huang Shangku didn't know why, so he continued: "Yes."

Chu Xingzhou lowered his head and smiled softly, sighed quietly, and said, "Okay, I understand." He moved his arms, only feeling sore all over, and asked, "Mr. Nanming, I'm asleep how long?"

"About a quarter of an hour."

Chu Xingzhou only thought that he was too tired from dreaming, so he didn't care.He got up and got down on the bed and said: "It's getting late, if the time limit is over, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome. Mr. Nan Ming, let's go back first,"

Huang Shang nodded bitterly, but did not move. He only checked his meridians again, but this time he found something abnormal.

"Mr. Nan Ming, what's wrong?" Chu Xingzhou looked at Huang Shang's bitter face and sensed something was wrong.

"Brother Chu, you have spiritual power. I found a spiritual flow in your meridians."

Chu Xingzhou opened his mouth and moved his fingers, not knowing what to do for a while.

Huang Shang smiled wryly and said: "This is also a good thing. I have just checked, and this spiritual flow will not harm your body. On the contrary, it seems to have been born here and grown up here, and it adapts very well. It went out of the heaven , and I will tell you how to use it."

Chu Xingzhou nodded, not entangled, just thinking about going back soon.

However, perhaps by mistake, Huang Shangku was about to open the door, but accidentally bumped into the porcelain vase next to the bookshelf.The porcelain vase clicked, and behind a painting and calligraphy facing it, there was the sound of jade bricks colliding.

Chu Xingzhou looked at him, raised his hand and lifted the silk painting.I saw a secret door suddenly opened on the cold jade wall.

Huang Shang murmured bitterly: "Brother Chu, this is..."

Chu Xingzhou moved his Adam's apple, and suggested: "I don't remember either, why don't you...go and see?"

"it is good."

The two of them entered the room, and within a few steps, they came to the end. There was a dark room that wasn't too spacious, and the structure was very ordinary, but there were some special things inside.

Huang Shangku looked at the only storage in the dark room, and said slowly: "Brother Chu... this is you, are you going to drink it yourself?"

Chu Xingzhou said helplessly: "I, I can't remember either, maybe."

Huang Shangku walked towards the twenty or so jars of fine wine, looked through the glazed jar, sniffed it, and said, "Plum wine." He turned his head and added, "It is estimated that all of them are hand-brewed."

Chu Xingzhou didn't want to continue to discuss why the dark room in Jun Qingming's bedroom turned out to be wine, but Huang Shang was not as happy as he wanted.

"I remember that there is a green plum grove near Brother Chu's apse."

"...Um."

"Brother Chu can drink?"

"...Um."

Nan Mingjun suppressed his laughter and said calmly: "Brother Chu, I didn't know you love wine so much."

Chu Xingzhou said: "I don't know either."

Huang Shang asked with a wry smile: "Brother Chu, do you need me to take these wines back? It's a waste of such fine wines to put them here. Why don't we take them back and drink slowly?"

Chu Xingzhou took a deep breath, being aroused by the glazed wine, he said without changing his expression, "Okay."

After a while, Chu Xingzhou looked at the Qiankun bag that had not changed, and asked as he walked, "Mr. Nanming, is it heavy?"

Huang Shangku was stunned for a moment, then he realized it, and said with a smile: "It's not sinking, the Qiankun bag is as light as a ring, and it won't change. Brother Chu, don't worry."

Chu Xingzhou nodded, pushed open the door, and prepared to walk towards the outer wall of the apse.Huang Shangku went elsewhere at this time.

Chu Xingzhou followed in doubt, and found that he was standing in front of a side room, staring at the plaque above and thinking for a while.

Chu Xingzhou followed his gaze and looked over, only to see that there was only one black character written on the exquisitely crafted wooden plaque: Lu.The notes are elegant and unrestrained, writing directly outside the plaque.

Chu Xingzhou understood that this was probably the room that Lord Qingming had prepared for that Immortal Lu, that is, Master, and Lord Nanming might be remembering Master Lu at this moment.

He was thinking this way, but suddenly he heard Huang Shangku say: "I wrote this word."

Chu Xingzhou nodded, thinking, no wonder.

Huang Shangku said again: "Before I, I probably didn't know that you have a side room here."

Chu Xingzhou was puzzled: "?"

Huang Shang hesitated to speak bitterly, and finally said: "Let's go."

He walked straight to the plum forest, walked along the sapphire path to the wall, touched it, and slowly injected spiritual flow into the sunken pattern hidden between the brick cracks, and the small door emitted a circle of light, slowly Open.

The two returned the same way and came to the corner.Chu Xingzhou was thinking all the way why Nan Mingjun suddenly seemed to be depressed. He walked quietly and didn't look around, so at the moment when he was about to step out of the corner, Huang Shangku hid it with lightning speed. He stopped and took him back.

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This plaque is written by me, so I should live in this side room.