Zhao Luzheng looked at Xiao Xiao with confusion on his face, "Why can we hear the monster's voice?"
"There's always some chance of something happening."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"oh."
Although the explanation was very vague, Zhang Bo and others accepted it.
Originally, monsters were unexplainable existences.
Isn't it?
...
"Let's have some snacks."
Xiao Xiao placed the push plate on the stone table and greeted everyone.
He picked up the teacups one after another.
Then he picked up the teapot.
A thin trickle of water poured into the tea cup.
The clear tea water reflects the rugged branches of the plum tree above.
There are no plum blossoms.
...
"oh."
Several people left the pool reluctantly.
Everyone has more or less water stains on their face.
...
"smell good."
Walking to the stone table, Zhuge Yun sniffed.
Not surprising.
There are flowers planted in the yard.
Isn’t it normal to have a scent?
He quickly turned his attention to the snacks on the stone table.
The tea at Laosanjia is delicious and the snacks are even better.
After all, for someone like him who likes to drink, snacks are more popular with him.
...
Zhang Bo raised his cup and drank it in one gulp.
"Hoo~"
“Delicious.”
"You can drink plain water, right?"
Zhuge Yun complained.
"Third brother, there is no need to serve tea to the boss next time."
"With how he drinks, plain water is more suitable for him."
"It also saves you from wasting your tea."
Zhang Bo rolled his eyes.
"It's not a waste if I give you a drink."
"Can you taste tea?"
After complaining a few words about Zhuge Yun, out of the corner of his eye he noticed Zhao Luzheng with a slightly furrowed brow. Zhang Bo couldn't help but ask aloud, "Young man, what are you thinking about with that frown?"
"Did you find something wrong again?"
Ever since they entered this courtyard, they seemed to have been noticing something was wrong.
"It's almost like an adventure..."
Zhang Bo muttered.
It's obviously not a big yard.
Who is called Lao San? This person is so amazing...
That's why his yard is so magical.
...
"......there is nothing."
Zhao Luzheng shook his head, "That's the scent..."
"What's wrong with this scent?"
Zhuge Yun stuffed his mouth with snacks and said in a somewhat muffled voice.
"It smells pretty good."
...
"I didn't say it smelled bad..."
Zhao Luzheng smiled.
"Don't interrupt."
Zhang Bo rolled his eyes at Zhuge Yun.
Zhuge Yun took another piece of snack.
It's like I'll eat some snacks and you can continue.
...
Zhao Luzheng pursed his lips, "I just think this fragrance...is like the fragrance of plum blossoms."
"plum bossom?"
Zhuge Yun swallowed the snack and took another sip of tea.
Zhang Bo glanced at Zhuge Yun.
Did this guy just have the nerve to say it was a waste of tea for him?
He himself is not the same.
But now is not the time to pay attention to this. He looked at Zhao Luzheng in surprise, "Okay, maknae, can you even recognize the fragrance of plum blossoms?"
To him, unless it is a really special floral scent, he cannot tell whether it is the fragrance of roses or roses.
Aren’t they all similar?
Even now, if he was asked to describe the fragrance of plum blossoms in detail, he couldn't do it.
...
"My mother likes plum blossoms very much."
Zhao Luzheng explained, "Every year during the plum blossom season, she would buy plum blossoms and decorate them at home."
"Over time, I have forgotten the fragrance of plum blossoms even if I don't want to remember it."
As soon as he walked into the yard just now, he felt that the faint fragrance in the yard was very familiar.
Before he could think about it carefully, his attention was diverted by Zhang Bo's words.
Now that we are at the stone table, the faint aroma is slightly more obvious.
He also recognized the fragrance.
only......
Zhao Luzheng turned his head.
This tree...
"Is this a plum tree?"
The appearance characteristics of the plum tree are quite obvious.
"Um."
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows arched slightly, "It's a white plum."
...
"White plum."
Zhuge Yun kept talking, holding another piece of snack in his hand, raising his head, with a bit of amazement in his eyes, "It's really big."
"Is this white plum tree a little old?"
"Didn't the third child say that when we first came here?"
Zhang Bo glanced sideways at Zhuge Yun, "You're not even old yet, so your memory is bad?"
Zhuge Yun:?
He searched the memories in his mind.
"This white plum was picked up by my third grandma."
Zhang Bo didn't intend to titillate people, he directly told the answer.
"How does the third child know how old this white plum tree is?"
"Here."
Zhang Bo gestured to Zhuge Yun to look at the Wutong opposite.
"That sycamore tree is indeed over a hundred years old."
Zhuge Yun had a look of surprise on his face.
"I remembered?"
Zhang Bo hummed a little proudly.
Obviously, in terms of memory, he is more powerful.
...
"My youngest, you don't think that this tree is a white plum tree, so you think the aroma you smell is also the fragrance of plums, right?"
Zhuge Yun wisely changed the topic.
"How can it be?"
Zhao Luzheng retorted subconsciously.
but......
He carefully distinguished the aroma in the air.
It’s the scent of plum blossoms…
He was a little confused.
Because...how could it be Mei Xiang?
It’s summer now! Midsummer!
...
Could it be that the aroma of some flower is very similar to the aroma of plum blossoms?
Um.
This should be the reason.
Zhao Luzheng nodded.
He doesn't know much about flowers.
He is just more sensitive to the aroma of plum blossoms.
He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Bo and the others, and was about to tell his guess.
He saw the third brother blinking at him.
Zhao Luzheng:?
What he was about to say was suddenly replaced by doubts.
...
"Want to see a magic trick?"
Xiao Xiao's words made several people look at each other in confusion.
"magic?"
"Lao San, can you do magic?"
"Third brother is so smart. As long as you have the will, you will definitely figure it out."
"Too."
"But Third Brother, why did you think of doing magic?"
"This isn't your style."
Zhang Bo and others were talking a lot.
Zhuge Yun even made fun remarks.
...
In response to everyone's curiosity and questions, Xiao Xiao just raised his eyebrows.
"Close your eyes."
...
"Why?"
"Close your eyes?"
"Shouldn't magic be performed in person?"
Zhang Bo, Zhuge Yun, and Zhao Luzheng were all a little confused.
Only in this way can the magician's skill be shown.
Otherwise, if the audience’s eyes are closed, how difficult would the magic be?
...
Xiao Xiao did not answer their doubts.
He just looked at them with a smile and waited for them to do what he said.
A minute passed.
Zhang Bo curled his lips and closed his eyes.
Zhuge Yun and Zhao Luzheng also hesitated and closed their eyes.
What kind of magic trick is not even allowed to be seen?
Is this still magic?
The same doubts arose in the hearts of several people.