Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

A person who just woke up from a dream, sat on the flower vine blankly, looked curiously at the flower burial bone with gray eyes, raised his hand and touched his face, the person in those gray eyes repeated his movements.

"A Li, you have to remember what I say next." He nodded blankly, but his hands tightly grasped the corner of the flower's funeral bone. He followed his instinct to rely on the flower's funeral bone, even if he forgot himself, I also want to trust this person.

"Your name is Gu Li, and your name is Wenyuan..." Hua Zanggu suddenly didn't know how to continue after speaking halfway. He was not familiar with the Xihe Gu family. The spirit inside the white cat was his kindness, so he returned to Gu Wenyuan. The spirit in the body is also his kindness. Looking at Xue Huai who was fainting aside, Hua Zanggu unceremoniously threw out the cane whip and threw him into the boat. Before walking, he gently hugged Gu Wenyuan and kissed his forehead. The mouth said is the most sincere blessing.

"From now on, there will be an elder brother who protects you, an older sister who loves you, and a younger brother who relies on you. They are all waiting for you to come home."

This is the simplest wish, but also the most difficult wish to realize. Hua Zungu hopes that this child will live a better life than him. Hua Zungu is responsible for the infamy and infamy. This only kindness can replace him to make up for the lack in the next life.

"What about you?" Gu Wenyuan put his arms around Hua Zanggu's waist, feeling the coolness and refused to let go, stubbornly wanting to use his body to warm him.

"I will stay here and protect my most important person." Hua Zonggu stroked Gu Wenyuan's hair, watched him fall asleep in her arms, carefully picked him up and walked to the shore, Han Ling was already waiting .

"Ten... Funeral bones, I will send him to Hui Qian's side, you should be careful." They were supposed to be close friends, and Han Ling knew that he was no longer qualified to call that name anymore, even though Xue Huai provoked him First of all, if he was firmer, how could he be provoked so easily...

"Gu Yuan is a good girl, don't let her down." Hua Zonggu said, stepped back a few steps, watched the boat go with the waves, the demon Taoist behind him had changed back to the appearance of a Taoist priest.

"Since you don't want to give up, why don't you leave together?" the Taoist priest asked.

"He is my heart. I have nothing to worry about without him. You see, even if I use my resignation now, I won't feel uneasy or feel guilty. This is very good." Hua Zanggu raised his hand and touched his heart. The location, there is now just a void, and nothing can restrain him anymore.

"Why did the Taoist priest stay?" Hua Zanggu looked at the Taoist priest who followed him back to Huahai. The Yaodao was his evil friend, but this Taoist priest seemed to have no friendship with him.

"I have known Wenhai for many years, and I know his mind. Now that he is not here, I will protect you for him. It is reasonable." Seeing the doubts in Hua Zanggu's heart, the Taoist chief rolled up his sleeves, and Kun, who was wearing a light orchid on his arm, Ling, Hua Zonggu grinned, with sharp teeth, the Taoist priest suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was only a teenager, and it was not true to say that he was a demon, and he didn't know what the eyes of those people were doing!

Xue Huai sat on the bow of the boat and watched the sun rise higher and higher at noon. He woke up on a small solitary boat. The Qiankun sleeves were looted, and the small solitary boat drifted with the current. It was still difficult to get to the shore.

Xue Huai looked at his fair and slender fingers, then at the small solitary boat without oars, resolutely gave up the plan of saving himself, and lay down on the boat in a big shape, with many dead leaves stained on his embroidered purple robe. Picking off one of the dead leaves, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The strange stench distorted the smiling face into a crying face in an instant, and then it was still a smiling face. Xue Huai wondered how long he hadn't been in such a mess.

"Little beggar, are you hungry?" The boy who had been walking for a day finally remembered him behind him, and he looked up feebly, not wanting to talk to the boy at all.

"Little beggar, there is a stream in front of you. Go take a bath. It's dirty and smelly, and you won't like it." The boy pointed to the stream in front of him, and threw a package to him, and he died. Holding on to the corner of the package, the jealousy in his heart devoured his conscience. If he hadn't been abandoned by his parents since he was a child, how could he be a little beggar? The teachers in the private school he went to eavesdrop on praised him for being smart, and he didn't need anyone to like him!

so cold! !

The cold stream brought him back to his senses, and while he was soaking in the water, he thought that one day he would have a big pool with hot water every day, and he could soak in it whenever he wanted.

"Little beggar, this is Jiuyin fruit. You can taste it very delicious." Seeing the dark red fruit handed over by the young man, he swallowed, snatched it up and took a big bite. He almost vomited it out, seeing the boy looking forward to it, he swallowed it forcefully, although after the boy left, he even spit out bile.

"Jiuyou Terrace is in front of you. From now on, it will be your home. I can't keep calling you a little beggar. Let me think of a name for you." The young man scratched his head, turned around in a few circles, and suddenly ran over to grab you. Holding his shoulder, looking at him excitedly, "I thought of it! Your name is Huahuai, and the Huahuai cake is the best in this season."

He knew what the young man wanted to say was that his little beggar friend was buried under a tree and became a wandering ghost, but he never knew the name of the dead little beggar. At that time, he just thought that if he hugged him, he would be killed. Poor, maybe some well-meaning people will reward him with some money or food, but of course he won't say this.

It’s not enough to have a name without words. He racked his brains and finally remembered the Jiuyin fruit that the boy gave him. Jiuyin was better than many names he had heard. When he happily found the boy and asked him to mention his words, The second brother has already found him...

Although under his begging, the boy did not let his second brother take him away directly, but he also forgot to mention the words to him, until later the boy became a demon that everyone shouted to kill, he revealed under the coercion and lure of his second brother Exiting the entrance of Jiuyou Pavilion, he even smeared poison on the strings of the guqin that the boy liked...

Xue Huai opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to see the sunlight shining through his fingers, and shook it, but he didn't catch anything...

Hua Zonggu woke up from his dream, lying on the swing bed dangling, he dreamed of Jiuyou Terrace, when he was Hua Zhijun, he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to mention Xue Huai's words.

The "Jiuqing" vine group came up with this unusable name. It was the character that the flower funeral bone had long thought up for Xue Huai. Unfortunately, there was no chance. Later, the child chose Jiuyin as the character and became As a demon, he is not qualified to mention words for that child.

He also thought, if they could let go of their hatred at that time, maybe this future is really just a dream...