Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

Seeing Teng Yiyan's uncomfortable look about to explode, An Xinglan's mouth turned up a little, but he still didn't let him go, chasing him to confirm: "Really?"

Teng Yiyan didn't want to talk to him, but seeing that the kid finally regained his energy, he still suppressed his embarrassment and said, "Really."

How can there be someone who always directly chases and asks what he likes or dislikes?That's what girls and kids do.

Just idle.

Teng Yiyan kicked An Xinglan's shoes, "Since you're not sick, get up, I'll check how you're doing these days?"

"I heard that you had a lot of fun, why didn't you look happy, and played like this?"

Teng Yiyan didn't feel anything wrong with the fact that An Xinglan spent more time playing during this period, and didn't expect anything else, what's wrong with playing?Who doesn't like to play when they are young.If it is interesting, he still likes to play now, but most of them are not as interesting as fighting.

An Xinglan rolled his eyes, stood up, began to accept Teng Yiyan's sparring partner training, and began to regain his lively appearance.

And after a while, after the two stopped, Teng Yiyan said: "An Xiaolan, your progress is not as good as before."

"Let's play again, don't forget to practice, or you won't be able to be my opponent in the future."

When Teng Yiyan said this, An Xinglan was not unhappy. On the contrary, the smile on his face got bigger, and he hung on Teng Yiyan's back, "I see, I see."

"Go back and carry it on your back."

An Xinglan's back was suddenly smashed like this, Teng Yiyan was startled and almost threw him away, but the hand holding the boy's arm finally turned into a pull, and bent over to push him up After thinking about it, he felt that bending his back like this would damage his image, but An Xinglan has grown quite tall, otherwise, his feet would drag on the ground.

Teng Yiyan frowned and said, "Is it really not sick? Can't you walk by yourself?"

"How old are you? You still have to recite it."

An Xinglan bent his eyes and said, "I want Tangtang's back." Her voice was soft, but she was confident.

Teng Yiyan walked forward with people on his back, and said, "An Xiaolan, don't act like a baby. Men, don't act like a baby."

An Xinglan said perfunctorily, "I know."

Xiaoyao Street is very lively every day, and there are people with average wealth who want to come and see, and there are not a few people who are expensively dressed and spend a lot of money.

Recently, there is a person who has become very famous on Xiaoyao Street, and everyone on Xiaoyao Street pays attention to him, hoping to win his favor.There are many wealthy people, but it is extremely rare to be able to enjoy this kind of treatment on Xiaoyao Street.But if you know the identity of that person, it is not surprising.

It was a young young man, and it was not the first time that this young man came to Xiaoyao Street. When several young men of about the same age first appeared on Xiaoyao Street, they were immediately recognized by the shrewd shopkeepers. Home.

It's just that although he knew about his wealth, he only found out recently that he was so honored, it was that little Highness!He has been accepted as a disciple by His Highness since he was a child, and is the little Highness that His Highness values ​​the most!

Now, who wouldn't want to get an extra look from His Royal Highness?If their things can be liked by the little highness, it will be an honor to have a title that even the little highness likes.Who doesn't know that His Royal Highness has spent most of his food and clothing since he was a child, and those who can catch His Highness's eyes will immediately increase in value.

Besides, if I hope again, if I can get closer to the little highness, tsk, the world will be a good thing.

As soon as An Xinglan appeared, all the treasures of the shop, the most attractive things, would rush to show them off in front of him, and An Xinglan was also extremely generous, which made those people even more happy flower.

"The Third Highness took a picture today, admired a dancer, and brought back a kingfisher at a high price."

Zhu Jianshu listened and said: "When did he like painting?" I remember that he didn't even have the ability to appreciate poetry and painting when he was urinating, but he was just talking, his eyes were smiling, It's getting lighter.

"...His Highness is very popular, and it is very lively every time he goes out."

Apart from other things, it feels good to have money and spend it casually, and An Xinglan really enjoys the feeling of spending money like water.Before, he didn't know that he had so many spirit stones, spirit crystals and all kinds of treasures.Most of them were given by An Yeming, who was the real big spender with a lot of money.

Even if spending money is fun for a while, after spending it, watching your small coffers become more and more empty, this is also very distressing.

An Xinglan thought that the style of work during this period of time was almost enough, and she would change the route after a few days, and she didn't have to spend money all the time.

But just as he was about to withdraw, he didn't expect An Yeming to be even more prodigal and let him know what it means to be a little witch.

Just as An Xinglan bought a painting here, there was a row of people standing there, each holding a painting box, and the leader said: "Your Majesty knows that your Highness has started to look at paintings, I am very pleased, these are all for His Royal Highness to enjoy, if not enough, His Majesty said there is more."

I just finished listening to a ventriloquism show here, and I gave out a lot of rewards. I went back, and there was already a juggling troupe waiting.

And An Xinglan just brought back a fighting bird, which is similar to a fighting cock, with more beautiful feathers. There are birdcages over there, with big ones and small ones inside, and the feathers are more beautiful than the other. More than rainbows, An Xinglan didn't even know that Dou Qi Niao could have so many colors.

The twittering An Xinlan had a headache, and finally put them all in the fruit grove in the amusement park when he was a child.

What is even more troublesome is An Yeming's high-profile approach. An Xinglan no longer dares to go outside to look at things and buy things. Now An Xinglan feels that those people look at him as if they are looking at a gleaming spiritual mine. One more look at something, and those people could poke a hole in him with scorching eyes.

what?If he takes one more look, An Yeming can come and send someone to Bao Yuan'er?

Alas, it is not impossible.

When An Xinglan went to An Yeming's place, she tactfully said to An Yeming, who was very prodigal: "Master, the birds in my place are crowded into a forest, and the flowers are also placed in and out of the courtyard. There are other ornamental ornaments, not to mention the house or the yard can’t be piled up.”

"Huh?" An Yeming didn't understand what An Xinglan wanted to say, "It's true that the place you live in is not big enough. Do you want to expand further, or change places?"

An Xinglan raised his forehead, "No. I mean, Master gave me too many things. You don't know what people say outside. I just buy a bunch of everything I see. Isn't it too high-profile and extravagant?"

An Yeming looked at him with puzzled eyes, how could he be extravagant?Just a little something.As for acting too high-profile?An Yeming stood at the top by himself. He was used to being high-profile, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.But if the apprentice doesn't like it, then he will let people buy it quietly, search for it, and send it over secretly.

An Yeming thought so, and said so.

An Xinglan choked, and muttered in a low voice: "Then why don't you just buy the shop? Why don't you just buy the whole street and leave it to me."

An Yeming said, "Want? Yes."

An Xinglan was in a hurry, shaking her head like a wave drum, "No, no."

"It's already enough to cost Master."

However, An Yeming felt that his apprentice had misunderstood his financial resources. He said indifferently: "I thought you were going to say something, but what kind of expenses do you spend? Not a drop in the bucket."

An Yeming has been famous for a long time. The various secret caves he has broken through, the various geniuses and treasures he has picked up, and the fact that he has been the suzerain for so many years and paid tribute from below, his wealth is definitely unimaginable by An Xinglan.

Seeing his apprentice making a fuss over such a small expense, An Yeming suddenly became interested. He wanted An Xinglan to see his private treasure house, so as to save the child from spending a little more and worrying about spending money on him.

An Xinglan's knowledge has really increased a lot this time, all kinds of bright lights, things that are impressive when he sees them, An Xinglan can't take his eyes off of them, although he doesn't know them, but An Yeming will introduce him to him, Qianlijiao The ribs, the space sand, the heavenly spirit armor...

One after another, dazzling things are piled up here like Chinese cabbages, and they don't seem to be cherished by people.

And this is only the first floor, the more precious it goes up, the more numb An Xinglan looks.

"Master is really rich."

"Of course." An Yeming also said generously: "In the future, as long as you have enough cultivation and can use it, you can choose it."

An Yeming was not stingy with his apprentice.

He also asked An Xinglan if he really didn't want that street, and he didn't give up until it was confirmed that An Xinglan really didn't want it.He said to An Xinglan again: "Take me to play with you next time."

"Ah?" An Xinglan opened his mouth, "...to be my purse?"

The folding fan in An Yeming's hand lightly touched An Xinglan's forehead, and said indifferently, "Why not? I'll see how fun it is, and you'll be hooked again and again."

An Xinglan lowered her head embarrassedly: "It's not that much fun." An Yeming never cared about him, he even gave away so many things that were "fun things", but An Yeming has always been like this, He used to read and practice calligraphy for a long time, but An Yeming told him to play more.

There are even a few craftsmen and craftsmen who make toys for him, and he will definitely have toys for other children.

What An Yeming said most often is that you can't be a puppet of cultivation, that kind of life would be too boring.

I thought I wouldn't care about it this time, didn't I send him a lot of things for fun?

But why doesn't it sound like the voice now?An Xinglan asked with a guilty conscience, "Master doesn't like me to play more?"

An Yeming said: "You have always been sensible and self-controlled. It's good to relax occasionally. We practice Taoism and longevity, and we don't want to be ascetic monks."

But An Yeming quickly changed his voice, "Okay, I'm done talking about playing. Let me see how you are doing with what I taught you last time." As long as the homework tasks he assigned can be completed, the rest should be played. let's play.

An Yeming was also afraid that An Xinglan would live like a boring and annoying person who only knew how to cultivate. Forget it, don't want to, don't want to, of course An Xinglan won't be like that. People have nothing to do with it.

When An Xinglan heard that An Yeming was going to check his homework, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said to himself, "Okay."

In the end, An Yeming was not disappointed.

Then, when leaving An Yeming's place, An Yeming gave him a lot of spirit stones and spirit crystals generously, and asked him to spend them as much as he wanted, and ask him to get them after playing with them.

After An Xinglan returned to her residence, she looked at the plump and even more small treasury, and smiled helplessly, but the smile gradually dissipated.

Congratulations to Jianshu, An Yeming...

Why did An Yeming treat him so well?

An Xinglan shook his head, in the future he will know when he should know, and he can always face it, just like Zhu Jianshu.

An Xinglan felt that he could face Zhu Jianshu calmly and pretend nothing had happened, but he was impulsive in the end.

The day to find Zhu Jianshu has been dragged on and on, but it was delayed until Zhu Jianshu came to him first.

When he first met Zhu Jianshu, An Xinglan tried his best to pretend that he was the same as usual, and also talked to Zhu Jianshu with a smile. They were all deliberately picked out for fun, and they gradually stopped as they talked, not knowing what to say.

And An Xinglan tried his best to smile, but how could Zhu Jianshu, who had watched him grow up since childhood, be so careful that he didn't notice anything?

After the fragmented silence in the room, Zhu Jianshu said: "Junior Brother hasn't been to my place for a while."

An Xinglan: "I thought senior brother would be happier." An Xinglan tried his best to conceal the words that came out of his mouth, "I mean, I've had a lot of fun these days. If I'm happy, senior brother will be happy too."

Zhu Jianshu looked at An Xinglan and said nothing.

An Xinglan lowered his eyes: "I have always troubled senior brother a lot, now that I am older, I shouldn't always trouble senior brother so much anymore."

"I'll be less pestering, and senior brother doesn't have to be so tired."

Needle drop can be heard indoors.

An Xinglan knew from the very beginning that Zhu Jianshu would not be such a simple person, it was impossible to accept a child casually, take care of him so carefully, and look very fond of him.

But day after day, year after year, he gradually forgot that all he remembered was that this person cared about whether he had accumulated food, whether he caught a cold, whether he was in pain from a fall...

He remembered this person when he was a child, when he was tired from walking, this person hugged him with a smile and doting on him, when he was sick, this person coaxed him to drink medicine, when he was practicing calligraphy, this person taught him to hold a pen...

He gradually forgot how wary he was of this person at the beginning, and gradually regarded him as a brother and a father, so many years of pampering and tenderness did not seem to be fake, he thought that he had gradually forgotten the initial rejection and dislike of him.

If every time he finds this person, this person actually has to cheer up and pretend, but he is really tired of coping...

She had already done psychological training, but after the impulsive aphasia before, An Xinglan became more and more unable to suppress, and even tears fell down without any hope.

Ever since seeing An Xinglan, Zhu Jianshu was upset. Just now, his heart was sore. Now seeing An Xinglan with his head down and tears falling, he panicked all of a sudden.

He just stretched out his hand, before touching An Xinglan's cheek, he paused and sighed, "What's wrong?"

"What are you crying for?"