After crossing, I became a group pet

Xiao Aojiao just stared at Su Qingmian, blinking and blinking: "Are you really not going to participate in the sword competition at Shengting Academy?"

Xiao Aojiao must have listened to the conversation between him and Zhou Xueqi, otherwise how would he know that he would not participate in the sword competition?

The quilt covered his head like an ostrich: "I don't want to participate, isn't it a shame for me to participate in this?"

he can't...

Xiao Aojiao pulled down Su Qingmian's quilt: "I can teach you."

Su Qingmian snorted: "Forget it, even if you teach me, I don't have a sword."

He doesn't even have a sword, which means he doesn't bring a pen for the exam.

Xiao Aojiao: "Wait."

Su Qingmian: "???" What are you waiting for?

A formation glowing with golden light gathered in Xiao Aojiao's hands, and a sword emerged from the formation. The sword was five or six times as long as Xiao Aojiao's figure.

A long sword came out of a small hand, the scene was a shock, and the visual impact was a big one.

Su Qingmian got up and grabbed the sword, fearing that the sword would slip down and crush Xiao Aojiao.

"Are you crazy?"

Holding the cold sword, Su Qingmian felt that it was very unreal. The sword was engraved with proud roses, with thorny stems winding upwards. The elegant and retro style revealed the ultimate mystery.

Xiao Aojiao: "The Futang Sword originally belonged to your father, but after the Third World War, the whereabouts of the sword was unknown. I also found it recently. It can be regarded as returning to the original home."

As soon as Su Qingmian heard that it was his father's sword, Su Qingmian's attitude towards the sword changed a lot in an instant. His father used this sword to protect Guanghai time and time again.

Looking carefully at the pattern on the scabbard, he seemed to have seen the distant past. The hero stood resolutely in front of all enemies, and behind him were the tree of the courtyard and the people of Guanghai.

It stands to reason that it was given to him by Xiao Aojiao. Out of the original intention of rejecting feelings, Su Qingmian should not accept anything from him, but this sword...is his father's...Su Qingmian doesn't want to return it, very much.

"Then...thank you."

Holding the sword, she always felt that she owed Xiao Aojiao something, Su Qingmian: "Forget that I owe you a favor."

"It's just returned to the original family, there is nothing to thank, but I have repaid Su Qihua's favor."

Su Qingmian thought about it too, his father was one of the creators, and Xiao Aojiao was born under the watchful eye of the creators. On the road of Xiao Aojiao's growth, his father must have taken care of him all the way.

Thinking about it this way, Su Qingmian's mind immediately became balanced.

Su Qingmian got out of bed and pulled out the scabbard. Amidst the flickering light of the sword, the heroic sword, which had been silent for thousands of years, uttered the sound of the sword, as if feeling the blood of its master, and was very excited.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Su Qingmian carefully put the sword away, he had to find a chance to show the sword to his brothers.

They must be very happy too.

The next day was the college's rest day, Su Qingmian had a long sleep, and when she woke up, Little Pride was gone.

The messy bedroom was restored and even cleaner than before.

Su Qingmian was speechless.

That's right, Ling Yesheng can repair the spell, and Xiao Aojiao, who is Ling Yesheng's elder brother, should also do it. Xiao Aojiao deliberately didn't repair it yesterday, just wanting to sleep in the same bed with him.

Su Qingmian: "..."

Oh man.

Xiao Aojiao also cast a defensive formation on his nest, it was brilliant, Ge Ge couldn't move his nest now.

This little Tsundere... Su Qingmian kicked the nest lightly, and the formation gently bounced him back. The formation set by Xiao Tsundere was not aggressive, at most it could bounce him back.

Su Qingmian smiled, and soaked mare's milk for Gege. Seeing that Gege finished drinking the mare's milk, the servant just came to ask Su Qingmian to eat. Seeing that Su Qingmian was about to leave, Gege chased after him with his calves.

Su Qingmian bent down and hugged Gege, she finally spent more time with Gege when she was not in class.

After eating, Su Qingmian went to the study room, drew something on the paper, and Ge Ge obediently lay on her lap, rubbing Su Qingmian's stomach from time to time.

Su Qingmian realized that he really didn't have much talent for drawing, so he changed a simple picture and changed it.

Su Wuhuai opened the door and came in, with his wide sleeves hanging down naturally, standing behind his younger brother to watch him draw.

"what is this?"

Su Wuhuai asked softly. The things on the drawing are a grid of lines spliced ​​together, which doesn't seem to have any real meaning.

Su Qingmian: "This is called a building, which can accommodate people. There are many rooms in a large building, and the space in each room is not large. It may be as big as this study room, but the room can also be divided into small rooms," pointing to the top "The purpose of the rooms is different. For example, this one is a lobby, this one is a bedroom, and this one is a toilet."

Su Wuhuai looked at the study room, wondering: "Is it a little small?"

A study room in Shanhe Bieyuan is at least [-] square meters, and [-] square meters is actually very large for a building.

Su Wuhuai has never seen that kind of modern coffin room. In a cramped space the size of a dormitory, there are three or even more people to live in.

"No, as long as you make good use of the space, it's enough." Su Qingmian didn't know how to explain it to Su Wuhuai. You must know that Su Wuhuai lived in a big mansion since he was a child, and it's hard to understand these things. "Give the homeless a home." It's just right, it's just...it will take a while to build such a building, I don't know if they can persist."

This engraving is not bad, and Su Qingmian marked some problems that need to be paid attention to during the construction, such as sewerage, ventilation, and facing.

"By the way, brother, what do you want from me?"

After finishing everything, all that is left is to find someone to build it. Stretching, Su Qingmian looked up at Su Qingmian.

Su Wuhuai hesitated: "I received a reply from your second brother and third brother."

The last time Su Qingmian said that he wanted his brothers to come back, Su Wuhuai was interested in it, and sent letters to the other two that day, but the letters they replied were all a lot of curiosities.

Su Wuhuai took out two packages from the storage ring, opened them, oh, those things are very expensive at first glance: "Your second and third brothers sent them to you, and they won't be able to return for the time being."

Su Qingmian felt a little lost, and closed the package with a cry.

The scene in front of him suddenly merged with the scene that flashed in his mind before. The little Su Qingmian was always waiting, waiting, waiting, but only presents were waiting for him, and no one was seen.

"Give this to me," Su Wuhuai rolled up the design drawings on the desktop, "Your thinking is very good, and the rest will be left to the adults to solve."

Su Qingmian put a smile on her face again, it's good to have her brother around!

"Are you looking for someone to build it? Can you hurry up?"

"Well, for your third brother."

"what?"

For third brother?Su Qingmian was stunned, didn't the third brother not come back, what's the use for him?

Su Wuhuai rubbed Su Qingmian's head: "Your third brother's talent is reconstruction, he's done, just send it over."

Su Qingmian was even more confused, how to send it to such a big building?

Su Wuhuai seemed to see the doubt in his heart, and laughed: "You will know when the time comes."

Also mysterious.

After a while, Su Wuhuai's subordinates came to him to discuss government affairs, and Su Mu was also there.

Su Qingmian rested her chin and listened to them break down and analyze the pros and cons of opening the canal tax over and over again. He was really bored, so she tiptoed out of the study room and left Shanhe Bieyuan with her arms in her arms.

Walking on the bright street, I don't know which adult is holding a banquet today. There are strings of dazzling and magnificent rainbows hanging in the sky. The elves shuttle through them, cut through the rainbows, and bring out a long colorful streamer. After a while, the incomplete part of the rainbow closed automatically.

Walking aimlessly along the road, Su Qingmian enjoyed the walk very much, feeling that life had slowed down.

After walking a long distance, Ge Ge was lying on his shoulders and almost fell asleep.

In the corner, Su Qingmian saw a group of people secretly doing something. When she went over to look, she realized that there were kind-hearted people giving out porridge, and the homeless people lined up in a long line, holding bowls with broken mouths, waiting for their turn.

The person serving porridge to the homeless wears a veil, and his whole body is as hazy as a thin layer of mist.

Su Qingmian's heart skipped a beat, it was the sound of listening to the night!

Listening to the sound of the night... Serving porridge for the homeless here?

Are you not afraid of being discovered by law enforcement?

Su Qingmian walked over involuntarily. There was still a spoon on the porridge pot. He rolled up his sleeves and picked up the spoon: "Hey, hey, line up in two lines, so hurry up."

Her shoulders moved back and forth, and Ge Ge couldn't get on her stomach anymore, she flapped her wings and flew in mid-air.

Immediately, someone was separated from the team and lined up in Su Qingmian's team.

Surprise flashed in Ling Yesheng's eyes: "Why do you..."

Su Qingmian cut him off: "I also want to ask you." Why is he here?Also give porridge!

"I came here with a pot of porridge."

"Me too, but I'm not resistant to the pot."

Su Qingmian paused for serving porridge, and the image of Ling Yesheng walking on the road with a hot porridge pot on his back appeared in his mind.

So dreamy!

"Aren't you afraid that the law enforcement officers will find out when you serve porridge here?"

Listening to the Night tapped the wall next to it, and the light on the wall flickered.

There is a formation hidden on the wall.

"Teleportation formation, they are not here, I just used two teleportation formations to connect two places." Ling Yesheng explained patiently, softly and calmly.

"Oh." Su Qingmian nodded frequently.

...Actually, I don't quite understand it.

Two people work together, the speed is much faster, the team is getting shorter and shorter, and it will be over soon.

After serving porridge to the last person, Su Qingmian watched him disappear into the formation.

There was still a little porridge left in the pot, Su Qingmian took a sip with a spoon, smashed it, smashed it...it was ordinary kangguo porridge.

"This is a fixed soup kitchen, only the homeless, me, and a few loyal ministers and servants know about it," Ling Yesheng untied the veil, his eyes were deep, as if to see through Su Qingmian's soul, " It started a long time ago, and most of the time it was sent down, I don’t have anything to do today, so I just came to take a look and listen to their views on the washing policy.”

"You only come here to give porridge once in a while?"

Su Qingmian felt like unlocking new clues to the characters. The more he got in touch with, the more he felt that he knew very little about Ling Yesheng, and there were many things he didn't know.

"Well, talking to them and listening to them discuss current affairs is much more useful than listening to those courtiers' swords and swords." Ling Yesheng waved his hand, and the porridge guys in front of him were put away and disappeared, "The washing policy is very Strict, should not give porridge to scare the snakes, but it is too difficult for them, if there is no porridge, they really can't survive."

Listening to the Night is in a high position, he has seen many things, but he has no way to solve them.

Too many people, too many thoughts, like a mountain, he can't get over it.

Looking up, there are rainbows under the blue sky. Some people are drunk and dreamy, singing and dancing, while others are struggling on the line of life and death, and their lives are not as good as a noble dog.