Mr. River Mussel

He Xiaobeng became the scholar's boy, and the first thing the scholar did was to make him put on clothes.

When He Xiaobeng saw the scholar wearing a beautiful white robe, he had long been envious of him. Upon hearing this, he immediately put it on. He couldn't toss about the dress well, so the scholar finally helped him tie it on.

"This dress is so soft!" He Xiaobeng felt satisfied, but after a while, he felt uncomfortable all over again: "This dress is uncomfortable to wear, can I not wear it?"

"No." The scholar said without hesitation.

He Xiaoceng was a little disappointed, but when he saw that the scholar was wearing more clothes than himself, he felt balanced again, and remembered another thing: "Hey, I am Mr. He Clam, from the tank. Mussels become, you know that?"

"I see." The scholar said.

"I'm Mr. He Ceng, I used to live in the creek in front of your house. At that time, I had many beautiful pearls. Did you pick them up?" He Xiao Ceng asked again.Of course, what he wants is not the ordinary pearls he cultivated, but clam spirit orbs.

But who made his orb look the same as his pearl?

"Yes." The scholar nodded, fumbled around in his sleeve, and found a big pearl.

As soon as He Xiaoceng saw the pearl, he knew it was one of his own pearls, but it was not his own pearl at all.

Although he didn't know why he still had mana in his body, the orb was condensed by his century-old mana. Like the inner alchemy of other goblins, it suddenly disappeared. He was still a little unaccustomed to it: "Apart from this one, is there anything else?" ? I have a clam spirit orb, and I can't leave it."

"No, maybe I lost it accidentally... Shall I help you go to the river to look for it, there seems to be something else there." The scholar's face was full of sincerity.

"No need..." He Xiaobeng's mood fell immediately. He had already been to the river, but he didn't sense the existence of his orb at all. Maybe, his orb was really lost, right?

The orb that accompanied him day and night disappeared, and He Xiaobeng felt uncomfortable, and he didn't even care about the discomfort of wearing clothes.

His orb has always been his most important thing, and now it's gone...

He Xiaoceng, who had been living happily and smoothly all this time, had sore eyes, and big drops of water came out of his eyes: "My treasure...my treasure..."

The white and tender boy's tears fell quickly like beads with a broken thread, which made people feel distressed. A trace of helplessness flashed across the face of the man opposite him, and then he raised his eyebrows again, and suddenly said: "Your There are so many tears, are fairies and humans different?"

"Are there many tears like this?" He Xiaobeng looked at the scholar in puzzlement: "Actually, it's not many at all, I can make it more!"

As He Xiaobeng spoke, he waved his hand. Under the effect of the spell, his tears turned into two streams, which continuously fell to the ground. At the same time, because the topic changed, he forgot the sadness of losing his orb: "Scholar You see, there are so many tears like this!"

"..." The scholar was speechless for a while, and suddenly said: "My name is Ao Chen."

It turns out that the scholar's name is Ao Chen... "Ao Chen, do you think I cry a lot? I'm a famous river mussel boy! By the way, I want to wash and cook for you, and the water is just for use!" He As the little clam spoke, he let his tears flow into the water tank next to him.

"..." That's all for washing clothes, does anyone cook with tears?Can the rice made of tears be eaten?

No matter what Ao Chen thought, after He Xiaobeng filled the two tanks with tears, he stopped being sad and started tidying up the house. Halfway through, he suddenly said: "Ao Chen, what do you mean by cooking?" ? How did you do it?"

"Cooking is to make food, I will eat outside, you don't have to help me." Ao Chen said quickly, he didn't think He Xiaobeng could cook at all.

"I still have to do it. I'll help you get some aquatic plants! The aquatic plants in the creek in front of your door are delicious! In fact, some small fish taste better, but Grandpa Turtle said, if you kill, I will There will be a lot of evil spirits on my body..." He Xiaobeng began to chatter.

Ao Chen went back to the room silently and went to sleep.

He Xiaobeng has officially settled down in this house, and has been given a piece of floor beside the bed to put his water tank on—although he likes that bed very much, for a river mussel, it is too long Being out of the water is as uncomfortable as submerging a person in water all day.

However, even though he can't sleep on the bed, He Xiaobeng has learned a lot, at least he won't misplace things now.

You know, Ao Chen had been very lucky before, thankful that he didn't need a chamber pot toilet, otherwise He Xiaobeng would definitely be able to do things like put the teapot on the floor and the chamber pot on the table.

It's really not easy to raise a little goblin well... Ao Chen sighed, watching He Xiaobeng clean his home with crappy spells, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Ao Chen, your house is so clean, I don't even have anything to clean! Don't human beings grow something? Why don't you grow it? If you grow it, I can help you water it!" He Xiaobeng cleaned After finishing, said excitedly.

"...you are so virtuous."

"Are you complimenting me?" He Xiaoceng's eyes were shining brightly, and at the same time, he stretched out his thin chest.

"Of course it is." Ao Chen silently glanced at He Xiaoceng who was drenched in spring, this little clam likes water, and got his clothes wet all day long, and his house was almost dry. It's time... well, he actually likes water too.

"I will definitely become more and more virtuous in the future!" He Xiaobeng patted his chest, with an expression of begging for praise, and a pair of big blinking eyes that were moist, making other people's hearts soft.

"Wait and see." Ao Chen had an expectant expression on his face.

He Xiaobeng nodded vigorously, and happily went to do housework. Of course, it is better to say that it is tossing furniture than doing housework.

Fortunately, my house looks shabby, but it is made of the hardest material, which can withstand being spoiled. With a move of Ao Chen's finger, a wave of energy entered He Xiaobeng's body without a trace.