Chapter 314

At the gathering of plants and trees, Yuchuan got to know many trees and received too many gifts to carry. He and his three cubs collectively interpreted the literal meaning of "you will suffer the consequences if you eat too much."

After the gathering, the quiet mountain yard began to become lively. From time to time, plants and trees would come to visit. The tables and chairs under the ivy trellis were expanded again and again, and the yard was completely transformed in a few days.

Jianmu healed part of Yuchuan's consciousness rift, and he remembered a lot of things. Perhaps it was his talent that connected him to the future, and the things he remembered had nothing to do with the world at hand.

Maybe he didn't regain his memory, Yuchuan thought, but his talent allowed him to see some "future".

Everything seen in the "future" is unfamiliar in the present world. Yuchuan worked hard for a long time to reproduce the things in the "future" one by one. Every time the plants and trees came to visit, they would receive some small gifts belonging to the "future".

The ones who came to visit today were Fuso and Ruomu. They had a little golden crow together. The little golden crow and the little phoenix hit it off at the plant gathering. The two plush balls had a good relationship and often gathered together to chat, so Fuso and Ruomu came to visit quite often.

Ruomu is a bit slow in temperament, but Xiao Jinwu is very energetic. You can often see Xiao Jinwu holding Ruomu's long hair and pulling him forward. Fuso just stands by and watches them with a smile.

For example, today, the first thing that came in was a golden ball of fluff, with a strand of green hair in its beak, and the end of the hair was connected to Ruomu's helpless face.

The golden ball of fluff entered the yard, spitting out Ruomu's hair, and went to Fenghuang's yard as if it knew the way. Ruomu smoothed the messy hair and said to Fusang beside him in grievance: "If it keeps pulling like this, my leaves will fall more and more."

"No." Fuso helped Ruomu to brush her hair and comforted her skillfully, "Jinwu knows his limits."

Ruomu pressed his aching scalp and was skeptical about this statement.

Qilin is lively and outgoing. It tugged at Fusang's clothes with its hoof and said, "Sister Fusang, my husband is making Tanghulu today~"

"Tanghulu?" Fusang tucked her golden hair behind her ears and asked with interest, "Food of the future?"

Some time ago, Yuchuan found the fruit on a mountain. Looking at the bright red fruits, the name "Tanghulu" automatically popped up in his mind, along with a detailed recipe. He had nothing to do on weekdays, so he simply picked a large bag of fruits, ready to replicate the "Tanghulu" that suddenly popped up in his memory for the three cubs.

After finishing the preparations in the morning, when Fuso and Wakami arrived, Tamagawa was preparing the syrup and making some candies. Shirazawa was waiting in the kitchen, crunching the candies without leaving the kitchen.

Yuchuan came over from the direction of the kitchen, holding a large basin of bubbling, steaming syrup in his hands. A bamboo basket filled with fruits was stuck at a corner by Shirazawa. It was bigger than its entire body. From a distance, it looked like the bamboo basket had grown four legs and a snow-white tail.

The little golden crow had already flown over with the little phoenix on its head, and they landed on Yuchuan's shoulders, one on each side.

The little phoenix tilted its head and said in a cute voice: "Bingtang~Fulu~"

"It's candied haws." Yuchuan corrected it with a smile, "Do you want to try it with Jinwu?"

The two stuffed animals fluttered their wings, showing signs of interest.

Qilin brushed the dust off his mane and glanced inconspicuously at the top of the fence, where a round stone was stuck. It was the photo-taking stone that the gentleman had carved out some time ago.

Qilin was particularly interested in the photo stones. It studied the method of making the photo stones carefully and spent all its time on it except for sleeping and eating. In addition to using the photo stones to take pictures of the techniques the teacher talked about and their daily lives, it also used them to take pictures of the embarrassing moments of Phoenix and Shirazawa, mainly Shirazawa (emphasis added).

At least before going to bed at night, Qilin can look at the photo stones in his collection and be so happy that he rolls on the bed. Even though his fighting power is not as good as Bai Ze, isn't this a victory in another sense?

The little phoenix was happily showing off its cuteness, not noticing the photo stone on the top of the fence. It sat on Yuchuan's shoulder, stretching out its little paws, and its sweet voice sounded like a joke—

"Rock sugar ~ blessing ~"

"Tanghulu."

"Rock sugar - Fulu -"

"Tanghulu."

"Bingtang Fulu!"

"Okay, rock sugar blessing~"

…

The little phoenix and the little golden crow were indeed interested in this, and they used their claws and wings to make several strings of candied haws with uneven syrup. They gave one string to each person present, and there were no extras because the claws of the two plush balls were too tired.

Everyone sat around under the ivy vines, chatting and discussing magic, rocking on their chairs and eating candied haws. Yuchuan took the candied haws out for a while without alarming anyone.

When he came back empty-handed, Shou Mu came to visit with the three-bead tree, and the mountain of candied haws on Lu Ding suddenly had a missing top.

"Hiss—" The shoumu bit the food with a crunchy sound, "My teeth feel sore from eating too much."

"Sixteen skewers..." The elegant Sanzhushu even ate the candied haws gracefully. "If you don't feel jealous, who will?"

"Why do you feel hungrier after eating?" Shoumu picked up a new bunch of vegetables in a casual manner, his voice full of hints, "I found a lot of new and exotic ingredients in the Northern Wasteland today..."

The map of Yan State is ridiculously short.

"Shouki..." Fuso narrowed his eyes, "I remember you were good at grilling meat?"

"I see." Sanzhu smiled and set up a platform for Shoumu in a flash. "Shoumu wants to show us his skills today."

The shoumu is made purely for the sake of the craftsmanship of Yuchuan, with no other thoughts: ??? "

With the other trees talking to each other, Shoumu clearly took charge of today's midnight snack.

So when the stars shine brightly in the night sky, fragrance wafts from the ivy vines, and firelight jumps in the cracks, illuminating smiling faces.

Such a noisy scene is a normal day in life.

…

At the end of the party in the evening, Fuso and the others said goodbye to Yuchuan. Yuchuan held Qilin in his left hand, Baize in his right hand, and the sleepy little phoenix on his shoulder. He sent the three cubs back to his yard one by one and covered their little bellies.

After returning to his yard, he first looked at the windowsill. The few strings of candied haws that he had placed on the windowsill were nowhere to be found. He closed the window and, as usual, left a gap in the door of the cottage next door. The moonlight poured in through the gap, casting narrow streaks of light on the ground.

There is a soft nest in this cottage, which is clean, fluffy and has the smell of being sun-bathed. Some time ago, the cottage next door, which was always forgotten to be closed, quietly captured a mysterious cub. The cub only appears at night and disappears before dawn, but its gifts will be left on the nest - beautiful stones, purple-red berries, or small wreaths made by the cub.

Yuchuan probably guessed the identity of the mysterious cub, but pretended not to know. The mysterious cub was sensitive and introverted, not as carefree as the other three cubs. It was timid and weak, and extremely insecure. Perhaps it sensed the slight rejection that Yuchuan showed subconsciously at the beginning, and after finishing the meal, the cub disappeared on its own.

He had always thought that the cub he had encountered had left long ago, but when the plants and trees gathered, he seemed to vaguely sense the presence of the cub. When he tried to sense its traces, he only saw its back as it hurriedly left.

Thin, small, and lonely, it was submerged in the grass.

At that moment, Yuchuan suddenly didn't know what to feel in his heart. He subconsciously disliked it, and even felt a slight disgust. For this cub, it seemed inexplicably too much.

On the way back, he found that the cub was hiding far away, and its ability to hide was much better than the three cubs chirping in his arms. Shoumu also noticed it, but said nothing.

Yuchuan had just sorted out the gifts he had received, and then because he was too tired, he forgot to close the door next to his yard. There was a simple nest in the door. As he forgot for a long time, the nest became more and more comfortable, and it had many necessary configurations. So over time, the nest would "automatically" grow some cute surprises.

As a result, Yuchuan forgot to close the door for longer and longer periods of time, until he could occasionally catch a fleeting shadow in the bushes or behind the fence, as if blue scales were reflecting the sunlight.

Time gradually approached winter, and the snow was endless. During the day, Yuchuan and the three cubs built a row of snowmen. At night, the mysterious cubs disappeared in the next house and did not appear most of the night.

Yuchuan stood in the next room for a while, picked up a small pillow from the soft nest. The place was filled with the scent of the cubs. He used his spiritual energy to outline a searching formation. The guidance of the formation was crooked and stretched out to the snowy field in the night.

The winter night was bitterly cold. Yuchuan arrived at the frozen lake covered with snow. He dug through the thick snow on the lake and picked up an unconscious cub curled up in a ball. The gaps between its blue scales were filled with ice, and it felt just like ice and snow to the touch, except that there was a faint heartbeat inside the ball of ice and snow.

Yuchuan held it against his chest, using his spiritual power to shield it from the wind and snow and melt the ice between its scales. The melted snow soaked his clothes, and he walked back in the direction they came, carrying the skinny cub.

The cub's heartbeat in his arms gradually became stronger and his body temperature gradually rose. He had woken up from his coma, but he still didn't move. Only a very slight pulling sensation came from the clothes on his chest - the cub carefully hooked his collar with its claws.

With such a weak force, he would be torn off if he took a slightly bigger step.

Yuchuan carried the awakened cub back to the yard and the formation began to work. There was warmth between his breaths and the cub finally couldn't help but move. Yuchuan saw a pair of blue eyes. The owner of the eyes seemed a little shy and looked away quickly after looking at him.

"... Canglong."

He heard a small, faint sound.

"Name, mine."

———This was the first time Yuchuan heard the cub speak since he saw it.

"I'm Yuchuan." Yuchuan held it between his knees and gently wiped its scales with a soft cloth. "You can call me 'Mr.' like Phoenix and the others."