The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Fang Cun squatted down by himself, dug a hole in the soft ground, buried all of Gan Ting's hair crowns and hairpins in it, and then sealed it with dust.

"Let's go." Fang Cun clapped his hands, and his mood became much better after burying it. From the corner of his vision, he glimpsed the tender grass next to him, and leaned over curiously, "What is this?"

Fang Cun took a few steps closer to see it clearly, and said in surprise: "There is actually catnip here."

Gan Ting didn't know what catnip was. He looked down and saw that the pot was full of nepeta, growing lushly and exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Fang Cun picked a piece, brought it to his ear and sniffed it, and suddenly thought of something, "Do you think this thing is useful to wolves?"

"I don't want to borrow it!"

Song Zijin's furious roar resounded throughout the room, "Our weapons are confiscated and only these pepper canisters are left. If you want to take them away, there is no way!"

Fang Cun picked out his ears, curled his lips and said, "It's not that I didn't return it, I just decorated it with nepeta, I'm being stingy on you."

Song Zijin raised his head and drank a pot of tea dryly, and continued to curse: "I don't know what bad ideas you've been thinking about all day long. That guy is a wolf. Can Nepeta work?"

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Fang Cun put down the teapot for him very attentively, and rubbed his shoulder, "My good brother, this is also for the safety of everyone, it's a good thing to accumulate virtue."

"Bah, bah, bah! Bad luck." Song Zijin spat, and said to Gan Ting, "I said, he's already molesting me like this, and you don't care?"

Gan Ting glanced at them indifferently, and turned his head like a fool who couldn't bear to look directly at them.

"Hey you boy!"

The moment Song Zijin stood up, Fang Cun held him down, "Let me tell you, Song Zijin, Xianyang City won't be able to escape without your cottage, so you can figure it out."

Song Zijin snorted, "Stop threatening me."

"Since you don't want to borrow it, let's have a bigger one." Fang Cun unceremoniously pushed Song Zijin off the chair, sat down leisurely, and grinned, "Ah Ting."

Gan Ting knew that this smile was no good, so he said vigilantly, "What are you going to do again?"

"Help me make it rain, and it will fall all over Xianyang City." Fang Cun was very comfortable, "By the way, add some nepeta into it."

The sky suddenly became gloomy, and then drops of rain fell on the red tiles of the prefect's mansion. The rain continued, and there was a muffled thunderous sound, and at the same time, an inexplicable refreshing smell filled the entire Xianyang city.

Although the fragrance permeates everywhere, the smell is very light and very pleasant.

Qinghe never liked dreary rainy days, so he lay on the couch and yelled, "Xuanwei! It's raining, please close the window for me!"

Xuanwei regained his composure from the fragrance, and said speechlessly: "...Are you handless?"

Qinghe was eating cakes on the couch, and said vaguely: "I can't touch the water, otherwise the tail will be exposed."

"The smell of this rain..." Xuanwei raised his head slightly, trying to catch the tantalizing fragrance in the air.

"Bang——" the door was suddenly opened by Xuanwei, and the rain slapped in. Not satisfied, he walked quickly and opened all the windows in the house one by one.

There was rain blowing into the house along with the soft wind, Qinghe quickly curled up on the corner of the bed and covered the quilt to avoid the rain, "Are you crazy?! Close it!"

"Meow."

Looking at Xuanwei who was slowly turning into a black wolf in front of him, Qinghe twitched his suspicious lips and cursed: "Aren't you a wolf! Meow a hammer."

Xuanwei turned his head to look outside the house in a daze, took a sniff, took two steps forward to confirm the source of the smell, and then rushed out.

Qinghe panicked, he was powerless alone, no one could fight without Xuanwei, so he quickly lifted the quilt and rushed forward, "Where are you going!"

Before he could catch up a few steps, the rain came in with the wind and dripped on Qinghe's body. In just a second, a red tail loomed on those white legs.

Qinghe was stunned, and flew over to close the door, bent down and wiped the rainwater off his legs vigorously.

Xuanwei has been robbed of all his sanity by the smell in the rain, and has been walking for a long time, so that it doesn't matter where he is now, leaving everything behind and following the traces of the rain.

"Here comes brother."

Xuanwei's tiger body, oh no, the wolf's body shook, and looked up.

Fang Cun held an oil-paper umbrella to keep out the rain, and he welcomed him warmly. What's more, his most beloved little Tianzun was also beside him, which was too embarrassing.

Xuanwei woke up instantly, subconsciously took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

"Wow—"

In just a split second, the torrential rain poured down, and the fragrance in the rain was even stronger. Xuanwei's rationality, which had been awake for a second, was fascinated by the fascination.

Fang Cun put some nepeta in his hands, and approached step by step, "Come here, brother, there are many good things here."

Seeing his provocative words, the anger in Xuanwei's pupils instantly lit up, revealing his sharp teeth, wishing he could eat Fang Cun alive.

Fang Cun rubbed Nepeta on his hand, stretched out his hand, and hugged Xuanwei

I heard that a little wolf cub came to the bandit's den, very docile, and the strong men came to watch, but the little wolf cub didn't recognize anyone, and just lay drunk and rubbed against Fang Cun's body.

Gan Ting rested his eyes irritably at the side, the cup in his hand creaked, wondering if it should not rain.

Damn it, why does every dog ​​thief who chases after and shouts "Xiao Tianzun, I love you" become his rival in love in the end, clinging to his inch with shamelessness.

"Bang—" The porcelain cup in Gan Ting's hand shattered with the sound, the green tea burst out, and the broken pieces of porcelain fell to the ground with a piercing sound.

Fang Cun was taken aback, and immediately wanted to check if Gan Ting was hurt, but Xuanwei grabbed him and refused to let him go.

Gan Ting took a deep breath, smiled politely, tried his best to control his anger, and secretly cast a spell to gradually shrink his body.

As soon as Gan Ting was injured, he would turn into a child to ease the pain. Of course Fang Cun knew, so he couldn't sit still immediately, and hurried over and worried: "A Ting, what's wrong with you."

Gan Ting stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Shi Yu just lost too much spiritual power, it's fine, don't worry about me."

"Then what can I do? What should I do if you are sick?" Fang Cun knelt down to appease Gan Ting thoughtfully, but Xuanwei was hanging on his body and couldn't even shake it off, which was really in the way.

Fang Cun warned: "Let go."

Xuanwei stopped meowing and cried loudly, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I was wrong."

Fang Cun clicked his tongue, frowned and pushed him away unceremoniously, then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Gan Ting, "Come on, drink some hot water to warm your body, tell me what feels uncomfortable."

Lord Gan Ting took the tea without remembering the villain's mistakes, took a sip, and said, "The smell on your body gives me a headache."

Fang Cun immediately sniffed his body, turned around and said, "I'm going to wash now."

"Your Highness!" Xuan Wei immediately held Fang Cun to prevent him from leaving.

Gan Ting glanced at him lightly, Xuan Wei was startled, and immediately let go.

Fang Cun mercifully threw the Nepeta ball to Xuan Wei, "Have you thought about how to apologize?"

Xuanwei immediately rushed towards Nepeta Ball, and shouted: "Swear allegiance to Your Highness to the death!"

"You don't need to swear allegiance to the death, I want to eat a dish tonight."

Xuan Wei regarded death as home and said: "Your Highness, just give orders."

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Cun said, "Braised carp in soy sauce."

"Your Highness, wait, I'll be right back!" Xuanwei turned and ran out of the village with the Nepeta ball in his hand.

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