Qingshan was talking to Tuanzi when a small golden monster snake swam down from Qingshan's shoulder, wrapped around her forearm, raised its upper body and looked at Tuanzi. There were four small claws under its belly.
"Eh, Shanshan, why did you let it out again?"
Qingshan touched the two little tufts of hair on the little snake's head and put it on Yin'er's back. The little snake seemed to like Yin'er's soft and warm fur more. It moved around a few times, buried its body in the fur, and exposed its little head, which just lay on Yin'er's forehead.
"The Red Light is advancing in space, and the gold bar keeps pulling its wings. I'm afraid the Red Light will be disturbed, so it's better to bring it out!"
Gold Bar is Qingshan’s third spiritual pet, a little golden dragon that has only been hatched for half a year.
The dragon egg had been motionless since it entered the space. Yin'er and Hongdeng were very careful at first for fear of damaging it. Later, when they saw that the little dragon would not hatch, the two spirit pets were so cruel that they treated the dragon egg as a ball to play with. After all, the dragon egg was soft and would not break no matter how it was dropped.
Half a year ago, while the two spirit pets were happily playing dodgeball, a dragon egg broke open, and out emerged a small golden dragon with golden scales, four claws, green eyes, and a long beard. Perhaps the first thing the golden dragon saw was Silver Ear, so besides Master Qingshan, it loved Silver Ear the most, treating her like its own mother.
Everything in the world is opposite. Jin Tiao likes Yin Er, but he doesn't like Hong Deng who can fly like him. Anyway, every time Qingshan enters the space, he can see two shadows, one red and one gold, fighting in the air for three hundred rounds, with wind and clouds surging, lightning and thunder. If they were not still young, low-level, and with limited magic power, the space would have exploded long ago.
Yin'er is over seven years old this year, which is 40 years old in human age. However, because Qingshan used his spiritual power to cleanse Yin'er's essence and marrow, Yin'er's body functions are still maintained at the peak state of over two years old. At this rate, it will definitely become the longest-lived dog in the world.
Qingshan took Tuanzi's hand, led Yin'er and Jintiao, and walked towards the restaurant. Seeing Luo Zhentian had arrived from afar, Tuanzi immediately let go of Qingshan's hand and rushed towards Luo Zhentian like a sixty-pound butterfly.
“Grandpa Luo——!”
"Hey! Ruyi is back. Grandpa missed you so much. Come and let me see if you've lost weight. Oh, you've lost weight and become darker. Come to my place later. I've saved your favorite persimmon cake for you."
"Grandpa, don't spoil him. Look at him, he's as fat as a dumpling, and you're still giving him snacks? No—!"
Luo Zhentian nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, if Qingshan says he won't give it to me, then I won't give it to you. Uh - Ruyi, after dinner, go to grandpa's room to do your summer homework. If there's anything you don't understand, grandpa will explain it to you -"
After saying that, Luo Zhentian winked at Tuanzi, as if to say, "I'll protect you." Qingshan was so angry that he laughed:
Old man, do you know that the eye you're squeezing is the one I can see? At least you turned your back!
As they were talking, Chen Jianguo and his wife, Old Mrs. Sun, and Ye Qian and Ye Zhi also came in. After the family had finished their meal, some went to work, some drank tea, and some did their homework. Qingshan returned to his room, closed the door, and sat down beside the bed.
A person was lying in the inner corner of the retro carved bed. He had a deep face, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and thick black eyelashes. It was Luo Wenyuan.
For three years, Qingshan had cared for him like a bedridden patient, bathing him morning and night and injecting him with spiritual energy daily to prevent bedsores. However, Qingyang Immortal Lord's magic had frozen Luo Wenyuan's body, preventing it from decaying even without care. Qingshan's spiritual energy had been ineffective, except for making Luo Wenyuan's hair, nails, and beard grow longer.
Qingshan took the nail clippers and carefully trimmed Luo Wenyuan's nails while talking to him:
"Wenyuan, Nana is getting married to Duncan at the end of next month. The wedding will be held at the Capital Hotel. Nana requested a Chinese-style wedding. If you don't wake up yet, you won't be able to see Duncan in a Chinese dress. I've seen their wedding photos. Duncan has blond hair and blue eyes, and he looks like a giant monkey in his Tang suit. Haha! Uh... don't tell Nana I said that, haha!"
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