Every day I have to flirt with the Daoist [Ming Dao Xing Yao]

When Chu Ji came out of the house, Uncle Xiang, who had been taught repeatedly to look at the sun, was standing under the sunflowers enjoying himself, his wrinkled face as round as a silver basin had the illusion that it was about to bloom.

I wish it was just my own illusion, Chu Ji walked over to him and asked, "Where is Jun Fangbai?"

Uncle Xiang turned his face to Chu Ji bluntly, with a funny look on his face, "Master is in the courtyard, do you want me to take you there?"

Chu Ji shook his head naturally. He walked back and forth to the Junfu for countless times. He had already remembered it in his heart. He glanced at Uncle Xiang and saw that he was basking in the sun comfortably again. He smiled and felt strange. No wonder.

The courtyard is full of spring scenery, and a variety of flowers and plants exude a refreshing fragrance. Chu Ji is only interested in the human face tree, so he stands in front of the human face tree and looks at it. His facial features are complete, and even his beard is lifelike. How many times, I can't help but be amazed.

Jun Fangbai came out of nowhere, leaned close to him, touched the cheek of the human face tree with his hand, and looked at Chu Ji with his head tilted, "Daozhang, you have been watching for a long time, I am not behind you find."

It's not that Chu Ji didn't notice it, but he was used to Jun Fangbai's elusiveness, staring at the eyes of the human face tree, he felt like he was looking at someone, and asked curiously, "Where did you find the human face tree?"

"As long as I want to find flowers and trees, there is nothing I can't find." When Jun Fangbai said this, his expression was not half proud, as if it was just an ordinary thing.

But from Chu Ji's point of view, it was a miracle to keep the flowers and trees in spring all the year round, not to mention that the Jun Mansion had collected so many strange flowers and plants.

"I heard people say that you came to Wudu two years ago?" Chu Ji looked at Jun Fangbai, his eyes couldn't help being a little suspicious.

Jun Fangbai took his hand off the human face tree, patted the dust off, and did not hide it from him, "Yes."

Chu Ji was even more suspicious. Jun Fangbai looked like he was in his early twenties, but within two years people in Wudu could be regarded as the god of flowers and trees. In addition to the exotic flowers and plants in the garden of the Jun Mansion, it is hard not to let him go. Consider deeply.

Jun Fangbai looked at Chu Ji's face, grinned with a toothy grin, and said in a casual tone, "Could the Taoist priest doubt me?"

Chu Ji didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Jun Fangbai lowered his eyes in disappointment, "I knew it, Daoist, you also regarded me as a weirdo."

Seeing his listless appearance, Chu Ji frowned, "What weirdo?"

Jun Fangbai gave a bitter smile, he was no longer cheerful as usual, he didn't answer Chu Ji's words, but walked slowly to the center of the courtyard.

Chu Ji followed his moving steps and looked over, Jun Fangbai was standing in the spring scenery of the garden, the sun was falling on his slightly drooping face, but even so, Chu Ji had to admit that in this garden full of purples and reds, Among them, Jun Fangbai in black robe is still the most eye-catching color.

Jun Fangbai looked sad, his eyes flicked over the flowers and trees he planted carefully, with unconcealable love, "Master Daoist, if I tell you my secret, will you still make friends with me?"

Chu Ji frowned and looked at Jun Fangbai, and pursed his lips slightly, maybe he couldn't see that Jun Fangbai who usually surrounded him chattering suddenly became so serious, so he moved his lips, "Yes."

Jun Fang's white eyes lit up, then darkened instantly, as if recalling the past, "But they didn't play with me before, saying I was a weirdo."

Chu Ji was silent, Jun Fangbai looked extremely annoyed, hesitated to speak, and finally opened his mouth, "Actually, I understand the language of flowers."

Chu Ji didn't realize what Jun Fangbai meant by understanding the language of flowers. Jun Fangbai had already explained to him, "I can hear the voices of all the plants and trees in this garden."

Chu Ji looked at Jun Fangbai in a daze.

"The human face tree just boasted that the head looks handsome, and the weeds that the Taoist is stepping on are crying out for pain." Jun Fangbai looked very serious, and pointed to a rose beside him, "She said that she hadn't drank water all day. , very thirsty, and," pointing to the budding bud, "he told me that it will bloom in two days."

Chu Ji looked down subconsciously, he really stepped on a weed, even though he didn't know if Jun Fangbai was cheating him, he took a step back after thinking about it.

"Aren't you joking?" Chu Ji couldn't believe it, and wanted to see some flaws from Jun Fangbai's expression.

And Jun Fangbai just smiled lonely, "The Daoist thinks I'm joking?"

Chu Ji is not sure, he knows that flowers and trees have life, but he has never heard of anyone who can understand the language of flowers. After thinking about it, Jun Fang understands the language of flowers for nothing, so there seems to be an explanation for his proficiency in plants and trees.

Seeing that Chu Ji was still skeptical, Jun Fangbai was even more sentimental, and slowly squatted down to water a gorgeous rose, "It's inevitable that the Taoist priest doesn't believe it. When I was a child, I was honest with my playmates, and they didn't believe me. I'm a weirdo, the Daoist must also think I'm a weirdo now."

Chu Ji silently looked at Jun Fangbai, who was like a wilting flower, even if he couldn't believe it completely, he was still infected by his sadness, walked over slowly, and said carefully, "I didn't say I don't believe it, and I don't believe it. Don't you think you're weird?"

Jun Fangbai, with downcast eyes, smiled slightly in the dark, and then raised his head full of hope, "Daoist, are you still willing to make friends with me?"

In fact, Chu Ji probably didn't classify Jun Fangbai as a friend before, and he even disliked Jun Fangbai's noisy and clingy, but after being together for more than ten days, Jun Fangbai did not take good care of him. Difficult to remember.

People are soft, and it is impossible to blindly reject people who are good to them, and Ao Ru Chu Ji is also like this.

Chu Ji pondered for a while, and revealed a smile that looked extraordinarily warm under the sunlight. Although his voice was a bit cold, but it was comforting, "I didn't say I didn't recognize you as a friend."

Jun Fangbai's eyes lit up immediately, he stood up and grabbed Chu Ji's arm, and said in a light and joyful tone, "The Taoist leader promised me that no matter what the situation is in the future, he will not deny me."

Chu Ji frowned slightly, but said with a smile, "Don't push yourself too hard."

"Taoist..." Jun Fangbai called him with a drawn out tone.

As soon as Chu Ji heard his tone, he couldn't help struggling and compromised, "Promise, promise is not enough."

Jun Fangbai smiled contentedly, and clung to Chu Ji's body with his whole body.

Chu Ji couldn't stand being clingy, but thinking of Junbai's loneliness just now, he couldn't bear to push him away for a while, so he had to let him cling, and asked, "When did you find out that you know the language of flowers?"

"It's like peeing." Jun Fang's eyebrows curved, "Maybe I was really a flower and tree god in the sky in my previous life, and I have been reincarnated in this life to experience it."

Chu Ji was amused by him, but he didn't refute his words, and even seriously thought about the possibility in Jun Fang's vernacular. There are so many wonders in this world, and there are many capable people and strange people. It seems that Jun Fangbai's knowledge of flower language is not too much As for the strange things, let's assume that he is very talented. As for the others, just explore slowly.

He was thinking like this, but he didn't know that the people around him couldn't hold back their laughter, their body was trembling slightly, and they quietly looked at Chu Ji's side face, seeing the curvature of his lips, he felt more happy, and couldn't help but tighten his hug Looking at the strength of Chu Ji's arm, it is like a treasure.

"Daozhang, do you think it's boring to be in the Junfu?"

Chu Ji glanced at Jun Fangbai, and ahh was his answer.

Jun Fangbai smiled brightly, "Then where should I take the Taoist chief tonight?"

Chu Ji was aroused, "Where?"

"The building is full of flowers." Jun Fangbai let go of Chu Ji's hand, his eyes were as clear as jade under the sunlight.

"What's that place?"

Chu Ji lived in Cangyi Mountain since he was a child, so he had never heard of it, but he heard Jun Fangbai pretending to be mysterious, "The Taoist priest will know at night."

The sun fell from the west, the moon quietly climbed up the branches, the autumn wind was cool, and the lanterns at the gate of the Jun Mansion swayed. In an instant, the gate opened, and two figures, one black and one white, walked out from inside.

Jun Fangbai seemed particularly excited about tonight, smiling all the way, urging Chu Ji, "Taoist, please go faster."

Chu Ji actually had some expectation in his heart, but he didn't show it because of his face. It is not difficult to see that his steps are also brisk.

A brown wood carriage covered with red brocade was parked outside the Junfu, pulled by a big brown horse, an oil lamp covered with transparent rice paper was hung on the eaves of the carriage, it was extremely brightly lit, and the driver also held a lamp in his hand. Someone came into the house and hurried to get the pedal.

Jun Fangbai waved his big hand, "No need."

Then he jumped on the front of the carriage, turned around to pull Chu Ji, Chu Ji knocked off his hand, and stood up firmly with one step.

Jun Fangbai touched the hand that was beaten, and said, "It's all red."

Chu Ji just patted him so lightly, naturally he didn't believe Jun Fangbai's pretentiousness, glanced at him, and said disgustedly, "How can you be so weak."

After speaking, he bent down and entered the Xuanmu car door.

Even the carriage is fragrant, it really is the style of Jun Fangbai, the carriage is covered with thick cushions, and there are two lights hanging on the left and right, the whole carriage is full of faint yellow light, making Chu Ji's face Much softer.

Jun Fangbai also came in soon, closed the door of the carriage, sat down next to Chu Ji, and smiled, "Master Daoist, is my carriage comfortable?"

At this time, the coachman had already raised his whip and set off on the road. Because the cushion was thick and soft, there was not much bumpy feeling, so Chu Ji replied, "It's not bad."

"That's natural. I specially ordered craftsmen to build this carriage." Jun Fangbai touched the cushion with his hand, "And these are all arranged by me, as long as the Taoist thinks he likes it."

It was clearly his own preference, but it felt like it was for Chu Ji when he said it.

Chu Ji has long been used to him talking to himself, and now he just shook his head slightly to express his helplessness, and asked, "How far is it to get there?"

"It's not far, just an hour," Jun Fangbai paused, and suddenly leaned into Chu Ji's ear, his voice trembling at the end, "But I promise, even if it's farther away, it's still worth the trip."

Jun Fangbai repeatedly hinted how good Huamanlou they were going to, which made Chu Jixin's head look like a little claw was tickling, and for a moment he didn't notice that Jun Fangbai was too close.

In the faint yellow light, Chu Ji's side face fell into Jun Fangbai's eyes, his brows turned into mountains and rivers, his thin lips turned into red plums, he just watched quietly, for a long while, raised the corners of his lips lightly, reluctantly She looked away.

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Hee hee hee visiting flower house