Ruyi quickly discovered Feng Rugu's abnormality, squatted in front of him and asked him: "Entertainment Father, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Rugu looked at him like a fool: Nonsense, have you ever seen a talking mushroom?

Ruyi seemed to understand a little, and walked over the umbrella and gently stroked his ear: "... Are you playing any game?"

Feng Rugu was dissatisfied and moved to the side: Don’t touch my mushroom folds!

He noticed Feng Rugu's resistance, Ruyi stopped moving and left with slight hands, not disturbing his wild thoughts.

Feng Rugu was very happy to be a mushroom.

He can focus on his mind and think about nothing, and strive to live like a mushroom, with a peaceful and carefree mood.

Occasionally some thoughts flashed through his mind:

At the funeral that day, there was a beauty who was unable to meet; the people who were talking about the person who failed to come to the funeral seemed to be named Jing Sanchai, with a beautiful name, and like a girl, and must be very gentle in nature.

But he forgot the name of the person who was put into the ice coffin and sent to the Jade Cedony Pond that day.

Ruyi will come to feed yourself some water every day.

Feng Rugu thought that if you want to grow up, you still need to nourish the mushrooms, so he always drinks them all in a small medicine bowl.

With ambitions, he wanted to be as tall as a house and cover the sky and the sun.

Then, he held the mushroom umbrella and went to find Xiao Hongchen who was left in the inn by him, and built a nest under the mushrooms with him, and never separated again.

And the people of Hanshan Temple only knew that Uncle Ruyi would not plan to live in the future.

The small medicine furnace in the Buddhist temple has not been extinguished for a long time, and exudes the faint fragrance of thousands of years of Ganoderma lucidum, Kunlun snow lotus and various elixirs.

Everyone knows that if you travel around the world over the years, you will have countless treasures in your hands, but there is no such truth as trashing like water.

The famous little monk couldn't help but asked outside the courtyard wall: "Is Uncle Ruyi sick?"

As one: "No."

"Then, you..."

Ru turned her back to him, turned a spell into the water, and said calmly: "Water the mushrooms."

It's over, it's crazy.

...The people in the temple originally thought that Ruyi was a madman, but she was not exposed and she was now completely crazy, and there was no sign of cure.

If you have your own idea.

After breaking away from the body's confinement, Feng Ru's broken soul began to grow freely.

In other words, Feng Rugu is growing now and needs to be nourished.

Although the growth of the soul body depends on itself and the external objects can make up for very little, Ruyi still couldn't help but want to hold all the best things in front of him.

But for Feng Rugu, the medicine that has been condensed from these thousands of essences is just a bowl of water that is smoky and ignited.

Then a jar of water, tossed and tossed, and in the end there was only a small bowl, which was really a waste.

Fortunately, a lot of honey was added to it, which was delicious and had a good taste.

He was dazed for a long time, and Ru always kept him inseparable from him, almost making Feng Rugu want to recognize his relatives. I ask, are you also a mushroom?

But occasionally, it is not very considerate.

He often was forced to pluck him onto the bed and covered him with a quilt when he was sleeping in the corner.

But with Feng Ruguru's limited experience, he felt that this was not a qualified mushroom.

...The mushrooms will die if they leave the ground.

So he would slip down the ground in the middle of the night and curl up again.

Ruyi slept beside him, and whenever he had any abnormal movement, he was always the first to discover it.

After he hid in the corner again, he knelt quietly in front of him for a while, his eyes looked very dark and moist under the light: "Absolute Father, don't you go to bed?"

Feng Rugu shook his head blankly and slowly thought about why he was here?

Seeing that he could not get his response, Ruyi stopped forcing him and sat side by side, leaned against him, letting the moonlight enter the west window, and the ground was covered with coolness.

Ruyi leaned against the cold wall, looked at Feng Ruyuan's side face and called him: "Entertainment Father."

Feng Rugu looked at him, but there was nothing in his eyes.

Ruyi's heart has been hurt for a long time, and she has gotten used to it.

Sometimes, Ruyi really doesn’t know whether to respect him as the “adopted father” or love him as the “as usual”.

He likes Feng Rugu, especially, and he lives as a piece of meat in his heart. Although this piece of meat is now dedicated to playing the role of mushrooms.

"You are ridiculous, and I am ridiculous, too." Ruyi said, "Entertainment Father, I am very happy like this."

He gently held Feng Rugu's hand, relaxed his heart and God, and said to him: "...When the world has grown up, will the adoptive father still like me?"

Feng Rugu:...If you have something to say, why do you touch my mushroom stem?

However, if the mushrooms also have branches and leaves, Ruyi may have grown into the same clump as him.

One night, Feng Rugu finally couldn't help but talk to him, a suspected person.

He spoke and asked softly: "What kind of mushroom are you?"

Ruyi looked shocked: "...What kind of mushroom are you?"

Feng Rugu: "I am a poisonous mushroom that no one else likes."

Ruyi: "It's a coincidence, so do I."

Feng Rugu looked him up and down: "But you are white."

Ruyi insisted: "But I am poisonous."

Feng Rugu: "Love." It's wrong, cheating mushrooms.

Ru, I thought, was rarely called "liar". I was stunned for a long time before I took the conversation: "If I can grow beside you, I will not be afraid of your poison."

Feng Rugu was confused: "...So, were you next to me a long time ago?"

Ruyi was silent for a moment: "Yes. I was there a long time ago."

Feng Rugu was happy: "Then do you know a little mushroom named You Hongchen?"

Ruyi stopped talking, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

This disappointed Feng Rugu.

He was tired of sitting, so he moved his head to Ru, put his head on his shoulder, and his mind was chaotic and nonsense: "...I lost him. After coming out of the 'Lien World', I quickly went to find him. I planted him in an inn and hid him well, but he was still picked by someone else and shaved it into a bare mushroom, which was no longer adorable..."

"...I was wrong." Ruyi circled him from the back, buried his face in his neck, his fingertips shook, and grabbed a ball of clothes on Feng Rugu's chest, "Entertainment father, I was wrong. At that time, I should wait for a while, I should..."

Ru, his legs are long and his hands are long, and Feng Rugu's spiritual body is very soft and he is just right in his arms.

Feng Rugu raised his face in a daze, stared forward, and slowly rubbed his hair head back.

Feng Rugu, who woke up, felt that his preface was inconsistent with the rest, and he couldn't even understand what he said.

He suspected that as a poisonous mushroom, he was too outstanding and he was so vicious that he was so vicious.

This made him fall into deep worries again.

He has not seen the light of day for a long time and is still fed to Ruyi every day. If it really rots in the corner, his red dust mushrooms will never have a chance to be found.

So he pestered Ru and took him to his inn where he hid mushrooms.

Fortunately, he remembered the name of the inn clearly.

As a mushroom, he should not say too much, and he should not let others see that he is a mushroom spirit, so he wrote the place he was going to on paper and posted it on his forehead to show Ruyi.

Ru's expression was a little depressed when he found the note on his head, and he didn't know what was touching his mind.

Finally, he gently lifted the paper and replied, "...Okay."

As soon as Mr. Ruyi left Hanshan Temple, the temple was filled with joy. Master Ruxin, who was in charge of the canteen, couldn't help but fry an extra plate of black fungus.

For example, as long as you are in a temple, the temple rules will be invisibly strict, and it has become a habit in the past ten years.

Unexpectedly, Hanshan Temple had not been happy for a whole morning. In the afternoon, Ruyi held the "image of sentient beings", stepped through the temple gate, and returned to the temple.

...They did not encounter any difficult things outside, but Feng Rugu himself had a problem.

When Feng Rugu went out, he wanted to see the scenery, so he sat on the "image of sentient beings" and let the breeze blow on his face and was in a happy mood.

Ru was happy when she saw him, she did not stop him.

But before he could reach the destination, Feng Rugu felt bitter and could not sit still no matter what.

The evil spirit on the "Sentient beings" is too heavy, and the new ghost like Feng Rugu could not bear it at all. The root of the thigh was burned and a large area was worn out, and the journey was interrupted.

Feng Rugu sat on the bed, took off his pants, bare legs, and looked at his thighs with a grinding layer of skin, feeling sorry for his mushroom stem.

If you are pounding medicine.

Fortunately, he has been dealing with ghosts for many years and has his own set of methods.

When I reached the side of the bed, Ruru looked at Feng Rugu's posture and realized that something seemed to be wrong.
To be continued...