Su Bian Cultivation World

When Shen Yuan woke up, he only felt that he was dazed, top-heavy, and sore all over, with a twisted and stiff feeling, as if he had been boiled all night.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he even felt that his head and tail were still a little swaying, with a kind of drunken dizziness, as if he was blowing in the wind.

And when Shen Yuan opened his eyes, he realized that all of this was not his imagination, all the feelings were well documented.

... the moment his golden eyes opened, the first thing that jumped into sight was the tip of his own black and gold tail.

The whole world is disordered, chaotic, upside down, the moon is below the body, and the earth is worshiped by him, enshrined by him, and put on his head by him.Human beings, fragile skins that still need to be stationed in tents, are also hanging upside down, with their mouths above their eyes, their nostrils facing the sky, and they are not afraid of choking on the rain...

its not right!This situation doesn't look like the world has turned upside down, but it's more like he's standing on his head!

After the hangover, Shen Yuan's reaction was even slower than before. He shook his head desperately, only to figure out the obvious loopholes in his thinking.However, he is also really puzzled - he, Shen Yuan, is a strange beast, black flood dragon, soft, fleshy, and long, who has this ability, and even helped him get a big head?

Shen Yuan moved his body and found that it was difficult for him to move, as if the whole body was entangled... Well, when I was young, I was ignorant and played peek-a-boo with the tip of my tail, and I tied myself into a knot, but now I'm just drunk. Warm it up.He deftly raised his neck to lift himself up, pulling his field of vision a little farther, so that he could see the whole situation of his body now.

Under this look, Shen Yuan was silent for a moment.

He wrapped his whole tail around the book neatly, the loops were tightly arranged, and there was a bow tie at the end - no wonder the first thing he saw was his own tail, I dare say his head and tail were pulled by the bow tie Just open the ends!

He can't get drunk with this sense of art, who the hell did it!

Shen Yuan struggled angrily, stretched his neck and tore off the loose bow.Now he finally understood why he was sore all over, stiff and weak—wrapping someone three times left and right three times, and then tying them all night, everyone was equally lethargic.

After deftly rewinding several times, Shen Yuan fell to the ground with a slam, and turned into a human figure in black again, moving his legs, wrists and shoulders expressionlessly.Now that the camp is full of people, he only knows Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling. Now if he wants an answer, he naturally asks them to find...

Ask them... ask them to find...

The giant tree where Shen Yuan "lived" at night was facing the main tent, and now hearing the sound of him landing and transforming outside the tent, the people in the tent seemed to want to come out to see what happened.As soon as the camel-colored curtain was lifted, a young man in black came out crookedly, covering a sleepy yawn with his hands as he walked.

The young man himself didn't realize what his appearance looks like now, but Shen Yuan could see him clearly from head to toe.When the man walked up to him in two or three steps and raised his head to say hello to him, Shen Yuan was choked up for a while and couldn't answer.

Luo Jiujiang was naturally the only boy in black robes who came out of the main tent. Now both of them are still wearing black clothes, wearing silver knives, handsome eyebrows, and slender stature, but Shen Yuan didn't dare to recognize him for a while.

Nowadays, no one dares to immediately ask if they are brothers who are related by blood. Even when Shen Yuan met Luo Jiujiang face to face, his first reaction was: This sister I have seen before*.

He really couldn't be blamed for this, but Luo Jiujiang, whose hair was tied up in thin braids and the ends were all fixed with red strings, was to be blamed, and he was running around all over the place.

And I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the knots of those braids are all bow ties.

Seeing that the person in front of him was wearing at least a hundred red bows on his head, still showing no sign of discomfort on his face, and even raised his hand to greet him naturally, Shen Yuan couldn't help but speak at the same time as the other person——

"Morning, brother Shen Yuan."

"Where's your brother, I'm looking for your brother."

"..."

"..."

After the sentence, the two were silent for a while. Shen Yuan was silent because he could hear the other party's voice clearly, it was undoubtedly a male voice, and Luo Jiujiang was silent because he took advantage of the meaning in Shen Yuan's words to meet the other party's pupils. , he probably figured out what the hell he looked like now.

Unbelievingly, Luo Jiujiang condensed out a water mirror and took a picture of it to the left and right, and even grabbed a handful from the back of his head to make sure that all the red satin bows in his head were perfect, so he lowered his hand in amazement , asked a sentence that hit Shen Yuan's heart directly.

"what happened?"

Shen Yuan replied with sincere eyes: I also want to know.

Not only did he want to know where Luo Jiujiang's pigtails came from, he also wanted to know how he turned into a bow and was hung on a tree?

Did some bow-loving maniac sweep over the camp yesterday?Those who have hair will tie bows, and those who have no hair will become bows themselves?

Did he consider the monk's feelings?

Just as the two of them were looking at each other, speechless, Han Qianling held the lantern and finished his daily morning routine, walking out from behind the main tent.I knew what was going on as soon as I saw the expressions on the two of them, and smiled back quite kindly.

"Is the situation a bit chaotic? Mr. Shen Yuan still feels a little uncomfortable, right? You two were drunk yesterday, and you don't know why you came up with such a novel idea... Sigh, anyway, the noise was so loud that everyone in the camp Everyone ran out to see... I guessed at the time that you would feel a little uncomfortable when you woke up, and now it really is."

Drunk... Novel idea... Make a big noise...

Shen Yuan was in a trance for a moment, and he couldn't restrain himself from imagining this scene in his mind: he chased Luo Jiujiang to make braids and bows for others, and after doing hundreds of them in a row, even Luo Jiujiang couldn't stand it, so he took the drunk In a ball, I tied myself to a tree...

If this is the case, he really has no reason to blame Luo Jiujiang, and he should even be short of breath-in terms of the number, he still owes the other party a hundred or so!

Seeing that Shen Yuan was in a trance, Han Qianling took the initiative to lead him to wash and refresh.Shen Yuan gave him a grateful look, and walked away slowly with dragging and shaking steps as if his soul was out of his body.

Only Luo Jiujiang stood there alone, twisting his braids and feeling strange in his heart, when Han Qianling came back, he grabbed Han Qianling and asked in a low voice: "What did the two of us do out of the ordinary? Is it true that he is holding on to me and wants to braid my head full of hair?"

Han Qianling suppressed a smile, lowered his head slightly, and followed Luo Jiujiang's example to lower his voice, and said in a low voice, "You ran to the sky with him, and said you wanted to pick the moon for me."

Luo Jiujiang raised his head in astonishment, and Han Qianling looked back helplessly.He sounded regretful and emphasized emphatically: "It can't be stopped."

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

"What about the braids, who made them for me?" Luo Jiujiang came back to his senses, and regained his thoughts, "Is it you?"

Han Qianling neither nodded nor admitted, he just smiled and said, "Why me?"

"I still remember that once when we were young..." Luo Jiujiang cleared his throat, "At the beginning I just tied three or four small knots on your head, and you crawled in in the middle of the night and braided my whole head. You have been I learned how to tie a knot from the female worker on the island, I just pulled it, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, it’s your technique—besides, why does Shen Yuan carry hundreds of red-headed ropes with him? Is he perverted?”

Han Qianling couldn't help laughing: "If I said that I will use less for you now than what was left over from that time, would you believe me? You had too little hair at the time, and I bought too many hair ties. I made a wrong estimate, and I regret it so far."

Luo Jiujiang nodded first, then reacted quickly, gritted his teeth and said, "Why should I believe it? You braided dozens of braids for me back then, all of which were green!"

Han Qianling shrugged with a grin, and fell directly on Luo Jiujiang's shoulder.

"Very good, very good, you remember all of them. When I took a picture of myself in the mirror, I think I still haven't forgotten it."

Luo Jiujiang wanted to give him a kick, but seeing Han Qianling's rare happy appearance, he really couldn't bear it.With a helpless sigh, he supported Han Qianling, who was halfway up, with one hand, and pulled the red satin off his hair with the other hand.

"You said that on purpose... Well, Brother Shen Yuan is honest, I'm afraid I still think it's because of his poor wine quality. I'll explain it later."

"It's better not to." Han Qianling raised his hand and pressed Luo Jiujiang's other shoulder.He hadn't moved his chin away from Luo Jiujiang's shoulder, but his voice resumed serious emphasis, "Do you know why I tied these more than 100 braids for you?"

Luo Jiujiang was taken aback for a moment, and calmed down to listen to his sage talk.

"Jiujiang," Han Qianling finally opened the distance between himself and Luo Jiujiang, he put both hands on Luo Jiujiang's shoulders, his expression was very dignified, "You were so drunk that you tied Shen Yuan on the tree like a bow—— He was still there when he woke up in the morning."

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

"Besides, in the process of picking the moon, you mistook his eyes for bright moons and reached out to touch them. Didn't you see that Mr. Shen Yuan blinked more frequently today than in the past? It doesn't matter if someone touches the eyes of a strange beast, just He may have dry eyes."

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

"Now," Han Qianling said softly, "are you still telling him what happened to your braid?"

"... No more." Luo Jiujiang shook his head silently, and after a while, he couldn't help asking, "Aside from that, did I do anything else?"

Upon hearing this question, Han Qianling's smile deepened by three points.

"The answer to this question... I have to go into the tent first, untie my clothes and show you the marks." I don't know what came to mind, Han Qianling's voice is not only as gentle as spring water, but even sweeter than spring honey, "Jiujiang, I really like that you're drunk."