Seeing how shameless he was, Chu Zhishui really wanted to buy a pair of scissors in the supermarket, and cut off all the bamboo flowers when she got home, so that he would stop trying to pass on the scent of flowers. Xin Yunmao

deliberately tormented her, and took his time choosing things, and threw several bottles of drinks into the shopping cart, and then let her out slowly.

As soon as Chu Zhishui scanned the strange fruit juices, she realized that he was attracted by the beautiful packaging, and reminded him: "Even if it doesn't taste good after tasting it, you have to drink it up after you buy it back."

"I will finish it." Xin Yunmao raised his eyebrows, "When have you ever wasted it?"

"Tsk tsk, but every time I drink it, I look solemn."

"..."

After buying the ingredients for the hot pot, the man and the demon began to browse other things, and actually saw Guanju products on the shelf.

Chu Zhishui had heard about it from her father before, but it was the first time she saw it herself. The ginger candies, soup dumplings and other products were placed in a very prominent position, with stickers next to them saying they were hot sellers. She took out her phone, took a photo and sent it to the Economic Development Department group, hoping that Jin Yu and Chen Zhuhui would see it.

"By the way, what did you do before you got off work?" Chu Zhishui said, "I wanted to ask you to go to the vegetable garden together."

Xin Yunmao put his hands in his pockets and said, "Hu Chenrui asked me to talk nonsense."

"Nonsense?"

"He said that the remaining soul of the dragon escaped from Kongsang and now I don't know where it is."

Chu Zhishui was silent for a moment. She looked at him blankly and said hesitantly, "We may have different understandings of nonsense. Isn't this a big deal?"

"What escaped was one-eighth of the remaining soul, which means he didn't get his name back, and he ran away from Kongsang. What is sealed there are his memories of Kongsang." Xin Yunmao explained, "According to Hu Chenrui's judgment system, Huaijiang and Qiwu are the most dangerous. Qiwu is the place of birth, and Huaijiang is the scene of the battle. The power of these two memories is the strongest."

"Kongsang is not a very important part. In addition, he has been weak for thousands of years. If he suddenly sneaks out now, he may not be able to defeat the cat leading the team."

The Dragon God's soul was torn into four parts. Qi Wu and Huai Jiang undoubtedly had the deepest resentment, representing the beginning and end of the Dragon God. Yin Hai and Kongsang were much more peaceful.

Chu Zhishui asked curiously: "What memory did Kongsang seal for him?"

"It's what Xiao Zhuanzi said last time, a human woman, I don't know the truth." Xin Yunmao said, "Hu Chenrui and the others think that he ran out to find someone, otherwise why did Kongsang's obsession become so deep, knowing that he would be caught sooner or later, he still wanted to escape."

Chu Zhishui frowned and questioned: "No, it has been so many years, and the woman has passed away."

"Who knows? Hu Chenrui even asked me if there is an afterlife." Xin Yunmao raised his chin slightly and said arrogantly, "I told him that I, a person who has lived for a hundred years, never think about such things. They are all illusory things."

Chu Zhishui was amused by his words and actions. She looked at the seasonings in the shopping cart and murmured, "If there is an afterlife, it is not the afterlife we ​​understand. If I don't even have memories of my previous life, I will definitely not be myself. The ingredients are similar, but the seasoning and cooking methods are different, so it is not the same dish."

"Even if I am the me in this life, if a certain choice in the past changes, I will no longer be the me now. Everything is changing. I may not even understand this life, so how can I think about the next life?" Chu Zhishui pondered, "But humans have always had hope for the afterlife. It's a bit like a subconscious psychological sustenance, just like the procrastination saying 'next time for sure'."

Because the current situation is very ordinary, I look forward to changes next time, but difficulties always come one after another, and next time there will be next troubles. In the end, it is more reliable to honestly solve the current situation.

Xin Yunmao: "So you also think their guesses are illusory."

"That's right, and you said that Kongsang's power is not strong, which means that person is not important to him, and the memory of fighting with you is not as deep as before." She complained, "When you think about it this way, it's very similar to the thinking of some human men. They don't care about these things when they are famous and powerful, but once they are defeated and lose power, they miss the kindness

of their old friends and even break out of prison to find their ex. Ugh--" Putting aside her heartache for Xin Yunmao, Chu Zhishui didn't think it was a touching thing for the Dragon God to start a war to save his lover's life. It was more like shifting the blame for injustice to others to cover up his guilt and desires.

If you can't get the love you want, you have to destroy the world. This is such a shallow and ignorant idea, just like "She just lost a leg but I lost love".

Xin Yunmao has been treated coldly for thousands of years, but he has never hurt innocent people. It can only be said that some things can be seen from their essence. They can be hidden for a while, but not forever.

When Xin Yunmao heard this, he pushed the shopping cart and nodded complacently: "Yes, that dragon is really not good. There are not many male monsters like me who are upright and family-oriented."

"That's true..." Chu Zhishui glanced at him and muttered, "But it's weird that you brag so much."

Doesn't being upright include humility? How can he always brag about himself?

The man and the monster pushed the shopping cart to the cashier, paid the bill, and went home smoothly to prepare dinner for the evening.

The night was deep.

The night in Huaijiang City is quite quiet, with few colorful neon lights. Once the snack night market closes, it falls into complete silence. In the new city, there are tall buildings and various business districts, but in the suburbs, there are still few buildings, only large flat green farmlands.

The electric poles in the city have long disappeared, replaced by cable ducts buried deep underground. Only in this undeveloped suburb, there are still many lime-gray pillars.

The black toe of the shoe touched the electric pole, and the burning dragon flame appeared out of thin air, and the man in black ancient costume appeared. He has a handsome but sinister face, and his ancient robe is blown by the wind, but the long sleeve on the left is empty and blown around in the night, unlike the long sleeve on the right that can be hung on the arm.

A thousand years have made the world change drastically. He has lost his name and can only be called Dragon Soul now.

He is no longer surrounded by believers when he travels, and fewer and fewer people know his reputation, but he knows that he can still find Baozhu.

Baozhu will always accept him, and he has left marks on her.

But Huaijiang is the birthplace of the bamboo, and he needs to be cautious when he moves in this area. Fortunately, his spirit is suppressed in the lower part of the Observation Bureau, and the demon-suppressing robe comes from his demonic aura, which confuses people to a certain extent and prevents him from being discovered by the other side as soon as he enters Huaijiang.

The dragon soul stretched out his right hand, black fire came out of his fingertips, searching for the whereabouts of the pearl.

Night Breeze brought back news of his lover, but the bad thing was that the bamboo and the pearl were very close, and even their activity areas overlapped.

He had a pair of golden dragon eyes, which were now emitting flames, and he seemed a little unbelievable, and then burst into a raging rage.

Could it be that the pearl had been imprisoned by them all along?

The next day, the sun was shining and the sky was cloudless.

On the wide road, Chu Zhishui drove Xin Yunmao and Chen Zhuhui, planning to go to the tea plantation to see the ginseng field and plant some fruit trees nearby. Xin Yunmao sat in the passenger seat and Chen Zhuhui sat in the back seat. They were both very familiar with the scenery along the way.

Soft music was playing in the car. Chu Zhishui suddenly remembered something and asked, "Zhuhui, is school about to start?"

"Yes, I'll be back to school next week." Chen Zhuhui sighed and confessed, "I don't want to go to school."

Chu Zhishui laughed, "I remember you worked very hard in high school."

"But many courses in college are self-taught, which is different from the feeling in high school. It's better for me to stay in the bureau and read books." Chen Zhuhui said dejectedly, "The next time you come will be winter vacation." "Then

you can hang out in Yinhai in your spare time, and brush up your resume if you have nothing to do. Maybe it will help you find a job after graduation."

"Sister Zhishui, will the bureau recruit people from outside?" Chen Zhuhui pondered for a few seconds and asked in a roundabout way, "Did you apply directly at that time?"

"I was introduced through a different channel. It seems that the Yinhai Bureau is not recruiting. We need to ask in our bureau." Chu Zhishui knew that the Yinhai Bureau was doing well, so there was no need to recruit human employees. There was no staffing for the guesthouse.

Chen Zhuhui was disappointed: "Ah..."

"It will be a few years before you graduate. It's hard to say what will happen in the future." Chu Zhishui understood her meaning and smiled, "We won't recruit people in the next two years. When the bureau becomes bigger, we may be short of manpower."

Chen Zhuhui couldn't help but smile when she heard this, and said happily: "Okay."

The car stopped at the entrance of the tea garden.

As soon as Chu Zhishui and others got off the car, the three yellow, black and white demon groups appeared and gathered together naturally.

Old Bai walked towards Chen Zhuhui with a smile on his face: "Zhuhui, I picked some mushrooms yesterday, I'll give them to you later."

"Shall we plant the fruit trees first, and then go to the forest area?" Chu Zhishui turned around and looked at Xin Yunmao.

"Okay."

Xin Yunmao snapped his fingers, and many fruit tree seedlings appeared on the ground, with their roots covered in wet soil.

When Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei saw this, they stepped forward sensibly, cleaned up the place skillfully, and said loudly: "Oh, there's no need for Director Chu and the God to do anything, just leave this small matter to us!"

Chu Zhishui: "Plant it in the area where you usually rest. Zhuhui asked us to come here to plant it, and she wanted you to have a taste of it too."

Lao Bai wiped his face with emotion: "Zhuhui is still so sensible, there is no better child than her."

Chen Zhuhui said helplessly: "Grandpa Xu..."

Xin Yunmao followed the group for two steps, and suddenly he felt something. His calm expression changed slightly, and he suddenly looked up at the sky and stopped unconsciously. After a moment, he suddenly said: "I'm going back."

Chu Zhishui was puzzled: "Why?"

His face was slightly grim: "The dragon was in Huaijiang and now it's in the police station."

Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei were still carrying the fruit tree seedlings. They looked at the man and the monster in surprise: "What does the God mean?"

"Are you going to send it back directly?" Chu Zhishui worriedly, "Is it dangerous? Then we..."

The next moment, the black gap cracked and Xin Yunmao's figure disappeared in it. His face was now full of frost and he looked alert. Finally, he hurriedly said a sentence.

"There is no danger, but the cat will destroy it as soon as it attacks. We can't let it destroy the vegetables for our hot pot."

Farming must be the obsession of the plant monster. Xin Yunmao has no interest in fighting, but he will not allow the dragon and the cat to destroy the vegetable field.

She bought hot pot ingredients yesterday, saying she would cook some vegetables in a while.

Chu Zhishui: "..."

This is the key point! He rushed to the scene at high speed, not because he loved his job, but because he wanted to protect the vegetable garden!