Chapter 189 Oh, I advise you two not to seek death
The family banquet is over.
The brothers left.
After chatting with her mother about the imperial decree for a while, Shen Qingyun said again: "Mom, after learning the etiquette in the palace, you have to enter the palace to thank me."
Yun Qianqian was slightly embarrassed. Nervous: “Do I have to go?”
"Don't worry, Mom," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "In addition to thanking you, I also want to get acquainted with Gaoming's circle. It's basically chatting."
Hearing the word chat, Yun Qianqian felt flustered and her hands itched, and then she thought He said: "If I beat the other people..."
Seeing his mother in a daze, Shen Qingyun picked up the smallest disc and left.
"My mother is really not very good at chatting..."
He is very happy for his mother to get to know more people, especially since he is about to go to Luowufang City and spend less time with his mother.
"We have to think of a way. It would be best if someone leads him into the circle, or..."
Thinking about it, he went to Uncle Zhou's chamber.
There is no light in the room.
"I went to serve the horses again. Uncle Zhou is working at zero and seven every day..."
The stables of Shen Mansion are not big and are built in the southwest corner of the back door, next to the woodshed and warehouse.
A lantern was hung outside the stable, and Uncle Zhou was adding beans to the hay in the manger.
Two stables for one horse.
Like Uncle Zhou, Ma's biggest characteristic is that he is old, and he seems to have a tendency to become a man when he gets older.
Seeing Shen Qingyun appear, the old horse nodded and snorted, as if to say hello, but it was not enough. He turned his lips up and down, revealing two rows of big teeth, which made Shen Qingyun happy.
“Looking at his temperament, he doesn’t look like a horse in his twenties.”
Shen Qingyun sighed.
When Uncle Zhou heard this, he turned around and said with a smile: "Why are you here, Master?"
"Bring something to Uncle Zhou."
Shen Qingyun took the plate with him He let it go casually and didn't mind it being dirty. He entered the stable and scratched the old horse's neck.
The skin on the lower neck is loose, as if it has been pulled down by the cruel hands of time.
"Uncle Zhou, is the BMW twenty-five or twenty-six?"
"Let me think about it... Well, I should have bought it from Beishi eight years before the young master was born."
"Uncle Zhou remembers all this," Shen Qingyun smiled and praised, stroking BMW's mane, "Twenty-six, if you put it on someone, you are already seventy or eighty years old."
BMW glanced sideways. Young Master, look at Uncle Zhou.
“What do you mean?”
"An Xin, the young master is just a little sentimental."
"The two surnames Shen Yun are both well-known in the world of immortality. Don't do things like killing donkeys and making people laugh."
"An Xin …”
…
BMW doesn’t feel good.
Shen Qingyun licked the beans for a while, and when he saw Uncle Zhou finishing adding the beans, he raised the small vat of wine next to him and poured it into the trough.
"Uncle Zhou, how much do you get?"
"Now it's three pounds."
"Tsk, the older you get, the better your drinking capacity. If you want me to say this horse Just let the second uncle take it. In the future, when the second uncle drinks with others, you can fuck someone else's mount. It's a perfect match."
Hearing this, Bao Bao snorted again and his eyes widened.
"You still don't accept it? If you see a horse drinking, it's fine if you don't want to send it over." Shen Qingyun poured just over a kilogram and patted the horse's face, "You have to control the amount of alcohol you drink. I don't even drive drunk. What good things are you thinking of?"
After pouring the wine, he pointed to the plate: "Uncle Zhou, Sister Baiyi are both After eating, this is your share."
He said it casually, and Uncle Zhou naturally understood what he meant, so he smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."
Shen. Qingyun was secretly proud, but was afraid that Uncle Zhou would not eat, so he swept his left and right sides and entered the woodshed.
Not long after, he came out with an armful of logs and threw them on the ground without taking the axe.
"Uncle Zhou, I will show you a unique skill. You can watch while you eat."
After saying that, he took two steps back, spread his feet forward and backward, put the heels of his hands together and put them at his waist, with a solemn expression. , saying word by word: "Turtle... Bah, Tiger style Qigong!"
When the word Qigong fell, his palms seemed to be holding invisible objects, pushing towards more than a dozen logs on the ground.
The log cracked silently, as if it had been cut open by countless wind blades at the same time.
“Oh my god,” Mr. Zhou’s face widened and he said happily for a while, “Congratulations, young master, on your great achievement!”
Shen Qingyun waved his hands and stepped forward to pick up the firewood and look at it.
"There are fifteen logs in total, each of ten pieces, big and small..."
Seeing several firewoods of different sizes, Shen Qingyun was secretly happy.
“Didn’t I find a direction for my efforts again?”
I chopped it a dozen times in a row until Lao Zhou finished eating the spiritual things and shouted, “Enough is enough.” , Shen Qingyun just finished practicing and waved to leave.
BMW watched the young master off and then looked at Uncle Zhou.
"Don't come here in the future."
"You blame me?" Uncle Zhou glanced at the BMW, "This is the young master's home. Whether I come or not will not affect the young master's coming."< br>
BMW was so angry that his lips trembled and he was shocked when he saw Lao Zhou holding up the small jar and leaving.
“Do you really want to lose weight?!”
"You should be lucky that the young master didn't say that the twenty-five-six-year-old horse should have died long ago."
Putting the wine jar in the kitchen, after thinking about it, Uncle Zhou used another thief-proofing technique and returned. Own house.
If a mortal wants to eat spiritual things, it is no different from dreaming, regardless of chance.
What's more, he is just an old slave in a mortal family.
So the spiritual object given by Shen Qingyun is more sweet than the elixir given by his master.
"It's a pity that the young master can't cultivate immortality..."
Thinking of the young master's magical skills just now, he felt pity and relief.
"With strength, speed, and the ability to control Ruyi, I really want to see the day when the young master can defeat all kinds of magic with one force."
While he was thinking about it, according to the spiritual things he ate, Start changing yourself——
My old eyes are a little brighter.
The number of pleats cannot be small, but...it can be shallower.
“The back must not be straight!”
“How about a few black hairs coming out? Wouldn’t it be too conspicuous...”
……
After getting the person, Shen Qingyun started to dote on him again.
At this time, he hesitated slightly.
"I was hasty. I only asked Senior Chu Xing about the standards for mortals to eat spiritual things..."
As soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw Xiao Jiuwan from Huniu, and then from Xiao Jiuwan. When it came to Huniu, I finally added the little reed flowers.
When the three children saw this, they felt uneasy.
“What to do?”
"Can you refuse or what? Just eat it."
"You two have missed the point. The point is how the young master wants us to change after eating."
"Jijiji... …”
< br>"Boss, look at my son, he said that Aunt Tiger was right."
"Oh, don't be shy...eh? I know what you will look like if you eat spiritual things. The cockscomb must be Get green!”
"The color doesn't matter, I want to turn back into an eagle, even a green eagle! Dog legs, why don't you grow the legs?"
"Oh, I advise you two not to seek death, how did you get into Shen's house, in my heart No points? "
......
Shen Qingyun hesitated for a long time and decided in his heart. He grabbed the chicken's neck and pinched it, and a dozen stars rolled in.
The dog's legs trembled, and he subconsciously jumped back. Shen Qingyun copied him while he was still in the air.
"Gu Gu Gu, the same as last time!"
He opened the dog's mouth, Gu Gu Gu smiled, narrowed his eyes, and poured Kui rhino meat into the dog's mouth.
“Enough, enough, enough!”
Shen Qingyun was startled, quickly dropped his dog legs and looked at Huniu.
Huniu is indeed different.
She walked over by herself, rubbed her tiger head against the young master's calf, lowered her head and fucked Kui rhinoceros hard.
"I have to say that this meat is the most unpalatable thing I have ever tasted, bar none..."
What Shen Qingyun cares about most is Huniu.
Seeing Huniu wolfing down two pieces of meat in several bites, she hurriedly said: "That's enough, that's enough. Let's take a rest before eating."
Huniu stopped obediently.
A quarter of an hour later.
The little black chicken began to change, its blush became redder, and its comb became smaller...
As a result, Tigress stared, and its comb became larger and larger. "I'm going to grow a cockscomb?"
Shen Qingyun was heartbroken.
"This is useless. Cuteness is of course important, but you also have to be useful!"
"I don't ask you to sing a rooster and the world will be white."
"I don't ask you to crow either. Thousands of doors are opened.”
“It’s sharp claws that cut gold, mustard. A fan of feathers makes a strong wind, these are practical..."
He was suddenly startled, looked at the little black chicken meaningfully, and cursed: "You are too narrow-minded, young master, put your words here, Our Shen family will always be monogamous!”
The little black chicken covered his face and retreated.
The dog legs make a shining appearance.
"I am the young master's loyal companion. Since the young master wants to be practical..."
While still thinking, Shen Qingyun stretched out his foot and pushed him aside.
"Just practice what I taught you, young master. Don't go out the next time and you won't be as good as a riding crop."
The dog's legs howled in anger, the dog shook its head and jumped away.
Seeing that Hu Niu had eaten Kui rhinoceros meat without incident, Shen Qingyun was secretly excited.
"I knew Huniu was extraordinary. It seems like she can eat them all..."
As he nodded, Huniu started to gobble them up again.
“I don’t dare to chew it at all. It still smells fishy when I taste it carefully. Don’t let me know who made this thing!”
After winning the favor of the three children, Shen Qingyun picked up Xiao Jiuwan again.
Xiao Jiuwan is the least worried about him.
"You have been fed bulging spiritual rice since you were a child. You have a solid foundation. Please give me more."
I placed a dozen stars in the sky in front of Jiuwan, and the little reed blossoms giggled. Come running.
As if she was afraid that her child would have eating problems, she trembled twice and pecked one, and the baby's breath had just entered the crop...
"Sister Baiyi, Uncle Zhou, little Luhua's feathers are fried!"
After Shen Weilong sent his younger brother home, the family finished cleaning up the chicken feathers all over the place.
"What happened?"
Shen Weilong glanced at the chicken coop and saw that the little reed flowers were bare. He laughed to himself and asked knowingly.
"Dad, I fed little Luhua a spiritual object, and she..." Shen Qingyun said bitterly, "Fortunately, it was just fried hair."
Shen Weilong nodded slightly: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later."
Baiyi and Uncle Zhou glanced at the master.
"Haha, that's necessary." Shen Qingyun was very happy and said to Baiyi, "Sister Baiyi, I have to trouble you to sew a dress for little Luhua."
"Chicken Chuan Clothes?" Even though Bai Yi was versatile, he couldn't help but be speechless, "Master, Bai Yi has never sewed before."
"Come on, let me teach you..."
Xingtianfang.
Shen Weihu’s Mansion.
Shen Weihu, with a bruised nose and swollen face, looked in the mirror and grinned.
“Damn it, my brother wouldn’t have been able to do such a heavy blow!”
As usual, all the injuries all over his body will disappear as soon as he sleeps.
But it won’t hurt.
What's more...
"This time it's really inexplicable. I've offended someone, damn it!"
After a few curse words, he started to feel worried again. .
"Qingyun asked me to go again in two days. Except for the last Winter Clothes Festival, I didn't do it. Every time it was the Hongmen Banquet, I couldn't bear it. Damn it, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I have to run away... Ahhh!”
He went crazy again when he thought that the leave he asked for last time was wiped out by his brother.
“We have to think of a way to avoid Shen Wenlong!”
It was early the next day.
Shen Qingyun immediately ran to the chicken coop.
Seeing that the little reed flowers were not cold yet, he breathed a sigh of relief.
When I looked up, I saw the little black chicken standing on the empty branch, looking like a conspicuous bag.
“I don’t know how to pity Xiangyu, so why don’t I come down and warm your wife’s bed.”
I have never seen a hairless Xiangyu.
The little black chicken cursed and reluctantly flew down and walked towards the chicken coop.
“I remember there is a kind of chicken called Xiangji, which is castrated and has good meat quality...”
As soon as he finished speaking, the little black chicken jumped into the chicken coop and spread its wings warmly to protect his naked wife.
Shen Qingyun smiled with satisfaction.
After breakfast in the banquet hall, he did not go to the office.
Play with Hu Niu for a while, then leave the house and head southeast.
Xianshi opened today.
Viewed from the sky, the flow of people in Tianpu City is all heading to the southeast.
The Fairy City was built in Furong Garden.
Hibiscus Garden was originally a landscape in the City of Heavenly Punishment.
There are views in all seasons.
Compared with Cuiting Lake, Furong Garden stands out in three words: small, clever and refined.
When he was a child, Shen Qingyun often came here, but later found it boring. Counting the days...
“Have you not been here for eight or nine years?”
In the past ten years, the surroundings of Furong Garden have changed a lot. , especially business is prosperous, and there are many Yun family figures among them.
“Tsk, a tourism industry can arise in such a big place. There is a lot to be done for the spiritual civilization construction of our Qinwu people.”
Because of Fairy City, today’s Furong Garden The liveliness is better than the Nanshi stage with the madman Zhang San.
Unfortunately, the imperial court had already taken precautions. Three thousand city defense troops surrounded the fairy city. Those who could enter the garden were not ordinary people.
"Just the Xianpingshan family, what's there to see?"
Shen Qingyun was a little confused, squeezed out of the crowd, showed his badge and entered.
After taking two steps, he stepped back and looked up at the word "Xianshi".
"Your Highness really likes to leave calligraphy treasures everywhere..."
After looking it over, he frowned.
“It’s actually signed?”
The calligraphy works may or may not be signed, it all depends on everyone’s mood.
But to outsiders, the value is completely different whether it is signed or not.
This point is fed back to everyone who usually does not pay, and it is still the same sentence-capital wins.
"This two-character "Xianshi" is worth more than a thousand gold."
Writing two characters is only two thousand taels of gold. My grandfather didn't make that much.
Shen Qingyun was impressed, bowed his hands towards the plaque, and entered the garden.
“Spit!”
Huo Xiu in the crowd couldn’t help but spat.
Qin Moju glanced doubtfully.
"Your Majesty, I have no other intention. I am just afraid that he will prey on other people and ruin his own laws."
"That's true." Qin Moju recalled what he saw in the Forbidden Martial Arts Thirty The inscription on the Six Laws praised, "I really like that word, don't change it." That's right."
Huo Xiu was secretly happy and pretended to be sad: "But Xiao Shen likes His Highness's handwriting, and Your Highness seems to be interested in cultivating him."
"Mo Ran teaches him how to write?" Qin Moju was shocked, "Is it the other way around?"
Hey, hey, this is not what I said, Your Highness, your brother is so eloquent!
Huo Xiu's stomach ached from laughing, but he still said sternly: "I don't agree with your majesty's words. Your highness's calligraphy also has his own style..."
Xianshi occupies a large area. big.
With a swipe of his hand, Qin Mo transferred most of the Hibiscus Garden to Fairy City, which is still the area with the best scenery.
No need for mortal craftsmen either.
The Xianpingshan monks started to build a pavilion in less than a month.
It is different from the simple and practical ones in Luowufang City.
Qin Wuxian City, what stands out is the fairy spirit.
Shen Qingyun walked forward, looking left and right, and couldn't help but sigh.
“In terms of construction skills and aesthetics, the Immortal Cultivators are obviously better...The price is also cheaper, but it’s a pity...”
While he was sulking, Chu Xing's laughter came from far away.
"Haha, Xiaoyou Shen is here, please hurry up..."
(End of this chapter)