Author: Bamboo Rice

Lin Shu was sad for two days before he regained his composure. During this period, apart from making a lot of food, he did no other official duties, which made Bai Ying dizzy. Fortunately, Shenjun took care of the clothes and other things by himself in the past two days, so he didn't need anyone else to wait on him.

It can be seen that even if no one is waiting for her, she will not be blinded.

When Lin Shu calmed down a bit, Bai Ying asked her why she was rushing to serve her. Shenjun didn't look like the kind of person who cared about food.

"She doesn't care, but her relatives do!" Lin Shu said with a sad face, "There is a kind of misfortune, which is that your relatives think you are unfortunate, do you understand what I mean? If I don't take care of you, her fellow disciples will send another immortal servant to take care of you...

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My fellow countryman likes to be quiet and suspicious, and hates having outsiders around him the most.

"She is the only fellow villager I have been with these nine days. If I want to stay by her side, I can't do nothing. She doesn't like outsiders, so I have to do it. Being in charge here all depends on self-discipline. If you are not careful, you will become exhausted."

Lazy by nature…”

Because no one cares, Dongdong used to retreat from time to time, but now he can only read and write, listen to songs and take a nap.

She has no requirements for the quality of life, but she, the immortal servant, is the one who does.

As the little god of Lingshan, my quality of life cannot be inferior to that of other second-generation immortals. Unfortunately, the master only cares about cultivation and not about daily life. As an immortal attendant, I can only keep up with the immortals in the sky.

connect.

Always pay attention to the current fashion trends in the heaven, and never let the taste and image of your own god lag behind others and be ridiculed by others.

There are a lot of disputes and conflicts between the second generation, and they should be avoided as much as possible.

She, the little immortal servant, could not interfere with issues of principle, but the divine monarch's daily decency when he was away from home must be perfect, leaving people speechless.

In this regard, Lin Shu spent a lot of time studying the matching of fairy clothes and accessories. He was almost self-taught and could consider joining the Tianyi Department.

"How can you prepare for the exam if you're like this?" Bai Yingguang was already feeling dizzy.

"What's so difficult about this? If you can pass it, just pass it. If you can't pass it, just wait for the next time." Besides, this is an additional test, and the next immortal exam is not far away (calculated in heaven's time). Lin Shu said openly, "I

No rush."

She is the most carefree immortal attendant in Jiuchongtian. She has no shortage of cultivation resources, so she can use them whenever she wants.

Except for the urging of Immortal Hua Sheng, other immortals and gods did not care whether she advanced or not, including her fellow villagers. It was not that she was indifferent or did not force herself. As an adult, you should fight for what you want, and if you don't want it, don't fight for it.

Take things as they come, live life in an unhurried and unhurried way, and just catch up, that's good.

Baiying: "..." It sounds like being an immortal attendant isn't such a bad thing.

Of course, she was just envious for a moment, but still had no idea of ​​staying. No matter how good the heaven was, no matter how good the gods were, they couldn't be as comfortable and comfortable as returning to their own territory.

What's more, Miss Lin can live a good life because the Lord God treats her like a relative and friend.

Baiying admits that she doesn't have that ability, and she doesn't dare to hope that the gods will treat her differently. Rather than having delusional thoughts, it's better to remember her duty, never forget her original intention, and return to the lower world to become a carefree and free fox fairy.

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After Mid-Autumn, Yuan Zhao wandered around with the konghou for several days. He often sat on the edge of the fence facing the sea on a platform in the outer courtyard of the shrine, and gently played with the string.

Sometimes I lie down on one side and take a nap, letting the konghou sound by itself.

On both sides of the platform were two Jasmine trees, mutated jasmine trees, cultivated by Miss Lin herself.

The flowering period lasts for three seasons, with green clothes hanging in winter.

Yusang Island, which was originally planted in the sixth heaven, had mutated at that time. It grew taller and taller, and its flower branches drooped to the ground. When the gentle breeze came, a wisp of fresh fragrance refreshed the heart and mind. Hua Sheng blurted out "Yulu clears the heart", so he changed its name to Yulu.

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Its calyx is red, and its petals are white like jade, elegant and pure. The tree is huge, with slender branches hanging down, and its posture is as clear as a light cage of smoke.

Every time when the moonlight is empty, the breeze passes through the curtains, and the light fragrance enters the room, I can always dream back to the comfortable time in life.

"Can you play the harp?" At noon, Lin Shu brought tea with Tiangong's recipe and watched in disbelief at the fellow's versatility. "Don't you only know how to play the guqin? When did you learn the harp?"

Why don't you let others live? It's all because I'm tone-deaf. I can only listen but not play, and I can't even whistle.

"There are tutorials in the harp," Yuan Zhao focused on stroking the strings and said, "I will play how Chang Ji played it."

Changji is the instrument spirit of Konghou. Although the spirit essence is gone, her daily thoughts are still there.

Yuan Zhao only needs to learn the methods and experience of playing this instrument, and then she can slowly learn it. It is not difficult. In addition to the tutorials, there are also clear and clear songs that Chang Ji has played and listened to, waiting for her to try slowly.

When she becomes proficient in her skills, she wants to try Tianjun's father's "Xianxianyou" and "Wangqingfu".

"Changji is no longer here, do you want to change its name?" Lin Shu felt sad when he mentioned Changji, "Changji is Changji, and the harp is the harp, they can't be confused."

This person has passed away and has been reborn in the Brahma realm. If you always mention the name of your old friend, you will feel sad unconsciously.

"Langya," Yuan Zhao said without thinking, "it will be called Langya from now on."

"Is there any allusion?" Seeing that she had already picked it up, Lin Shu was curious.

"The piano that I cannot take away from me in this world is called Langya."

"You are a god, how come you can't take it with you?" Lin Shu didn't understand. "I couldn't take it with me at that time. After you ascend, can't you turn back and cut off the worldly connection? Just bring it back."

It is a harp, not a human being, so there is no harm in taking it with you to heaven.

"After all, they are mortal things. They originate and perish. One life is enough." Yuan Zhao said calmly.

Whether it's the human world or the Nine Heavens, don't let go of what you can't take away. Langya only represents her heart. No matter where she is, she can always meet the people and things she likes. As for those who leave or stay in place, they are all

Just a passing visitor.

"If you have such an awareness, why did you drag me up back then?" Lin Shu was confused and sincere.

This fellow is a person who is afraid of taking responsibility and is unwilling to take any mortal things with her. It is simply unbelievable that she, a mortal, was brought into the world of cultivation and finally ranked among the immortals.

"You were young and immature at the time, so you took advantage." Yuan Zhao glanced at her, "How about correcting yourself now?"

She once told Lin Shu that she was able to go to heaven because she helped her father conquer the Pole Star Dust. She probably forgot about it, or maybe she was so suspicious and didn't believe it at all.

"No," Lin Shu quickly smiled playfully and offered tea diligently, "I've been here since I came, so you can't beat me down for no reason. That's all, it happened in the past hundreds of years, so don't mention it. Let's drink tea...

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It's rare to be confused in life, so living in a confused way is not a kind of carefree? Why should we be serious?

"By the way, Dongdong, is there anything you haven't done yet?" While enjoying the leisure refreshments, Lin Shu remembered Hua Sheng's reminder that day, "For example, something related to His Majesty Tianjun?"

"No," Yuan Zhao didn't even think about it, "Absolutely not."

Ever since the third senior brother returned, she had nothing to talk to except being scolded by him, let alone agreeing to anything.

"Really?" Lin Shu frowned, "But the immortal said that Tianjun asked me to urge you to make progress."

I always feel that these words are full of profound meaning.

"Isn't this normal?" Yuan Zhao said indifferently, "You are the only waiter who stays with me. If you don't supervise me, who will supervise you? Me?"

The mediocre are blessed. She chose to lie down, no matter what anyone said, it would not work.
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