Shark Breeding Manual

There is a lot of rain in early spring, and it comes briskly. It is not like the dark and oppressive sky in winter, which is suffocating and leaves no gaps.

The rain in the early spring is a girl with an ignorant heart, full of affection, euphemism and softness, a layer of green gauze patters down, and the toes step on the fine rainwater, like a delicately growing fragrant bud, exuding a breath of new life .

At this time, in the small courtyard at the end of the river, Luo Jin shook the teacup, and the verdant green tea tip stood upside down on the bottom of the celadon cup. He was not afraid of being hot, so he drank a few sips to moisten his throat before putting down the quilt, and said:

"You said that you met Nightmare again in the city two days ago?"

Gu Changsheng nodded, because he helped the people in the city to deliver medicine to heal their wounds, and because of his outstanding temperament, he gained a lot of goodwill. Now he is helping people in the city to check Feng Shui to get rid of evil spirits. .

It's just that when I went to help a client with Feng Shui the day before yesterday, I saw that one of the servants had a strange aura, so I checked carefully, and it turned out that he was possessed by a nightmare.

Luo Jin frowned and said, "How many of these things are there?"

Gu Changsheng said: "It is rumored that nightmares are born of evil thoughts. As long as there is hatred in this world, it is impossible for nightmares not to exist, but... I find it strange that the rumors that nightmares are attracted by the host's hatred , engulfs the host, affects the host, and is also affected by the host. It can be said that it is a mutual symbiotic relationship, and there is also a process of superposition and cohesion of hatred. However, the hosts I have met these days seem to have reached hatred in an instant after being swallowed. The highest point of consciousness, is the hatred of human beings really so deep?"

He wasn't confused by the fact that the relationship between the Nightmare and the host was different from what was recorded in the book, but that he was really puzzled by the hatred of humans, but Luo Jin didn't hear it.

He guessed another possibility.

"When you were in Lingyue before, you said that someone was raising Nightmare. According to your opinion, do you think this person can manipulate Nightmare?"

Gu Changsheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded for a while: "It's possible, but Nightmare has no soul, no soul, and doesn't belong to any substance in the Three Realms. It's even said that he's just a cloud of hateful air. How can things be manipulated?"

Luo Jin shook his head: "I always feel a little weird, but according to what you said, this thing comes and goes without a trace, lives and coexists with the host, and only obeys the host's orders. If the host is not enlightened and still alive, then they can't give him anything. Help, why is this man breeding them?"

Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows in thought, the rain was rustling outside the door, and the rustling sound was like a shaking sieve. Jiang Mo put down the sieve that had been shaking for a while when Jiang Mo heard that, the white rice grains were shining brightly.

He probed into the window, and saw the thin sunlight falling on the skin of the back of Gu Changsheng's neck, like a piece of cold white ceramic, dazzlingly white, and the sunlight also lingered along the collar of his collar.

Luo Jin noticed that his eyes looked up and smiled at him, and asked:

"What's wrong? Have you done it?"

Jiang Mo looked away with some guilt, Na Na shook his head, and after a while he came back to his senses and suddenly said:

"Maybe he's world-weary and angry."

Luo Jin froze for a moment before trying to understand what he meant, and replied:

"How to say?"

Seeing Gu Changsheng's eyes following him, Jiang Mo turned his eyes away, hesitated and said:

"Since you say that Nightmare only obeys the orders of the host, it is not beneficial to that person at all, but Nightmare's hatred can change everything beyond recognition, so perhaps he puts so much effort into raising these things because he hates everything in this world and makes everyone Let people be angry and kill each other."

He is nostalgic for anything in this world, because he has nothing?

Jiang Mo didn't want to admit it, a long time ago... no, maybe not long ago, he also thought about it when he was facing the hurts all over the world.

Would it be nice if the world could be destroyed?

Let those who hurt him disappear, because he has nothing and is not cherished.

So he also has no nostalgia for this world, wishing to open his eyes and close his eyes and everything will be wiped out.

But all this changed when he met Gu Changsheng. He was extremely grateful that he lived in this world, and he was even grateful for the injuries he had suffered, because this was how he met Gu Changsheng and had a family.

After Jiang Mo finished speaking, he smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm just talking casually, Brother Luo, don't laugh at me."

Luo Jin shook his head when he heard the words: "I think what you said is very reasonable." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and didn't know what to think. It took a long time to recover and said to Gu Changsheng:

"Thank you for what happened last time, otherwise it would be really difficult for us to get along with Zongjianmen."

Gu Changsheng smiled and refilled a cup of tea for him:

"It doesn't matter."

The two chatted for a while, Luo Jin got up and loosened his shoulders and said:

"I'll go to the kitchen and see them both."

In the kitchen, Jiang Mo had just washed the sifted rice and put it into the pot. Now he set up another stove to steam meat powder, and then taught Yungui how to make shrimp. Penglian faces the sea on three sides, so seafood is naturally not uncommon, but shrimp It is troublesome and time-consuming to clean. Generally, this dish is rarely cooked in Zongjianmen.

It's just that Luo Jin prefers to eat shrimp, and every time the two of them go out to dinner, this dish is always indispensable at the dinner table. Today, Luo Jin and I came over and saw Jiang Mo cooking, so we wanted to follow suit and make it for Luo Jin to eat.

The two of them squatted on the ground now, Jiang Mo picked up a freshly dead shrimp from the wooden basin and taught him to get rid of his head cramps, he was used to this kind of work, he did it quickly and neatly, and it was clean, Yun After all, he made two and reached out to fish for a decent one to learn how to do.

It's just that the clothes he was wearing had wide cuffs, and as soon as they floated on the water, Luo Jin watched and walked over to hold his hand. When Yun Gui turned his head in doubt, he pulled him by the wrist and pulled the man over, helping him to wrap the sleeves Roll it up, and then get up.

Jiang Mo looked at it and said with a smile, "Brother Luo is so caring."

Luo Jin was noncommittal, smelling the fragrance in the pot:

"What did you cook?"

Jiang Mo said: "I was afraid that the taro and pork leftover from the day before yesterday would be spoiled, so I mixed them with noodles and steamed them to eat."

Luo Jin said: "This way of eating is quite novel, but you have always been good at cooking, so it must taste good."

Jiang Mo rubbed his sleeves to push away the broken hair on his face and smiled: "Brother Luo will try it later and you will know."

Luo Jin smiled and nodded, watching Yun Gui earnestly tearing off the head of the prawns and pulling out the thread. There were already several failed products, and the ravaged prawns were too horrible to look at.

Luo Jin watched Jiang Mo teach him, smelled the fragrance from the pot, knelt down and unscrewed a shrimp head and patted Yun Gui's hand for him to watch.

A black shrimp thread was hidden in the crystal clear shrimp meat, and he pulled it out completely with a light pinch of his fingers:

"Don't use too much force, or it will break... Lightly, slowly, see."

Yun Gui leaned over to take a look, his slightly hot breath rushed behind his ears, and there was an unknown sense of warmth from each other.

Yun Gui watched him demonstrate a few times, then turned his head and pulled out the shrimp thread seriously, and he inadvertently wiped the water on his fingers on the end of his eyes. His skin was extremely fair, and under the thin sunlight, he could almost It was somewhat transparent, and the water stain was resting on the blue veins under the skin at the end of the eyes, like blue rivers flowing slowly.

In short, it is not human.

But he squatted again in this small, smoke-filled kitchen, with his head buried and his sleeves rolled up, carefully fiddled with a dead shrimp in his hand.

Then... He looked at the black shrimp thread in his hand with some surprise, it was wet, and after pulling it out, it stuck to his hand, like a blood-sucking bug, he waved his hand without shaking it off, and subconsciously looked at Luo Jin , Luo Jin smiled.

He shook his hand into the water, the red and black lacquered basin was the background, and the black shrimp line sank to the bottom, making it hard to see clearly.

The hand stretched out, still long and delicate, the owner of the hand smiled at Luo Jin:

"Luo Jin, I will."

Luo Jin subconsciously wanted to pat his head, but when he saw the water in his hands, he withdrew his hands and got up with a smile:

"Well, not bad."

Jiang Mo at the side watched the two interacting like this, feeling novelty, and always felt that getting along with Gu Changsheng was different, but at that time, he still couldn't tell the difference, let alone how to choose.

After lunch, Luo Jin and Yun returned home. When they were about to get home, they saw a person standing at the door. His back was somewhat familiar. When they got closer, they realized that it was Luo Weicheng, whom they hadn't seen for many days.

"Mr. Luo?"

Luo Weicheng stood outside the door for a long time, and just about to leave, he unexpectedly ran into Luo Jin and the two, and smiled: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Yungui."

But in just half a month, he lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were sunken, and his expression was tired. Luo Jin looked a little worried:

"Master Luo, is there anything bothering you recently?"

Luo Weicheng paused, as if he wanted to say something, and finally shook his head, very politely: "No, I just feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave now."

Luo Jin still wanted to ask, but when he saw the person finished speaking, he turned around and left, his back was still tall and thin, but Luo Jin somehow had the illusion that this person seemed to be stepping on the flames, and someone behind him was holding a red-hot leather whip They kept beating him and urging him to keep going.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, let's go in."

As soon as the two entered the room, they saw Fang Jinzhou was about to go out in a hurry. They saw their steps paused, their half-raised steps slowly fell, and they raised their voices to say hello:

"Eldest brother, you're back, and I said I'm going to find you."

##### This chapter is the story of Yuren and Luo Jin!