闪乐

"Within a hundred miles, no."

The ginseng essence sat on the lid of the basket, shaking its whiskers, like an old man with eyebrows and beard reaching to the ground.

"The psychic fruit is rare, and it is extremely difficult to come across without any luck."

Lin Qingluo understood: "This matter is entrusted to you, search as much as possible, and if you find it, you will be rewarded."

"Hey, old ginseng must do his best to find the psychic fruit."

When the ginseng essence heard the reward, its eyes lit up, and its happy ginseng whiskers kept shaking. "

"It's getting late, you go back to the blessed place to rest first, and come out tomorrow at a suitable time."

With a smile on his face, Lin Qingluo summoned the Paradise of Paradise and sent the old ginseng into it.

"Sister, try the wild fruit I picked."

Lin Yixuan ran over happily holding a few washed wild fruits.

The big bright eyes fell on the note that my sister put on her lap, and asked subconsciously: "Is my sister writing a letter?"

"Well, I happen to have something to ask Shu Min."

Lin Qingluo took the wild fruit with a smile and took a bite.

"Is it tasty?"

Mo Canglan also took one.

"good."

The wild fruit was green, and the teeth were sour. Lin Qingluo held it in his mouth with a smile, but did not swallow it.

Seeing her smiling, Mo Canglan put it in his mouth without thinking.

"Cough cough."

After a while, he coughed sourly, and spat it out embarrassingly.

"Is it sour?"

Lin Yixuan looked at his sister, then at him, hesitantly holding up the wild fruit, not knowing who to trust.

"acid."

Mo Canglan couldn't lie, her ears were slightly red.

"Uh-huh."

Lin Qingluo smiled and nodded with a wild fruit in her mouth.

"Sister, don't eat the sour, spit it out."

Lin Yixuan simply threw away the wild fruit in his hand, feeling extremely annoyed.

"Not sour."

Lin Qingluo sucked up the acid juice bit by bit, chewed the pulp and swallowed it.

"I'll eat the rest."

Lin Yixuan's eyes flashed with emotion, he snatched the remaining wild fruit from his sister and stuffed it into his mouth.

The wild fruit was so sour that it was hard to swallow. He pursed his lips and tried not to spit it out.

"hehe."

Lin Qingluo looked at his bitter little appearance, and smiled and bent his brows and eyes.

"Sister, do you want to send a letter to your family?"

Hearing his sister's happy laughter, Lin Jinlong couldn't help but feel refreshed. He added to the conversation while cooking.

"Um."

Lin Qingluo nodded with a smile: "According to the days, the Giant Eagle should fly back in these two days. Brothers, if you want to write a letter, hurry up and send it back together."

"I want to write."

Feng Yi remembers his mother and often writes letters to his family.

Shitou rubbed his nose and smiled sheepishly: "I won't write it alone, master will say hello to my parents for me, and just report that I'm safe."

"Where's Niu Niu? Don't say a few words alone."

Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows and stared at him dissatisfied: "You are too lazy to write a letter from your family."

"I don't know many big characters."

Shi Shi had the cheek to defend: "Besides, the handwriting of dog crawling is written in the handwriting. Parents and mothers probably wouldn't be able to recognize it."

Lin Qing laughed angrily: "You still have the nerve to say?"

Feng Yi smiled and said: "Master, don't pay attention to him, he just has this kind of virtue, if he doesn't get kicked a few times every day, he doesn't feel strong."

"I think so too."

Lin Qingluo listened to the music, and ignored Shitou's nonsensical jokes. She took out the pen and ink from the storage ring, frowned, and thought about how to write the pen.

Feng Yi saw that the little master took out the pen and ink, asked for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, got into the tent, and wrote the letter quietly by himself.

(end of this chapter)