Monster Hunting High School

before she calls my name

I am a seed buried deep in the soil

after she called my name

I just became a flower

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Jiang Yu put down the small card in her hand, stared at the bouquet of flowers in front of her, and frowned slightly.

The short poem was a message written on a card without a name; the card was inserted into a bouquet of flowers; the flowers were sent by the housekeeper to Wutong Xiaoguan this morning when she came back from paying New Year greetings to her old grandmother; and Wutong Xiaoguan The pavilion is her residence in her old house in Zhongshan.

Although the housekeeper of the old house is usually dull and taciturn, he is meticulous and conscientious in his work. It is impossible for him to make the mistake of sending something to the wrong yard on New Year's Day.

But Jiang Yu thought hard and couldn't think of anyone who would give herself such a bouquet of flowers on the first day of the new year.

People who have the motive to send flowers to themselves do not know the address of Zhongshan’s old house; people who have the ability to send flowers to the old house do not have a clear motive for sending flowers.

Similar to Phuket Island, the Zhongshan Old House is also located in a huge barrier and is protected by countless powerful magics. It is impossible for ordinary bluebirds or magic messengers to find its address, and it is impossible to come to the old house on New Year's Day. There were only a handful of visitors, and Jiang Yu really didn't expect anyone to give him such a strange bouquet of flowers.

"Uncle Wu, did you tell me which family sent it?" The witch sniffed the messy aroma of the bouquet and asked the maid of Wutong House in a dull tone.

Uncle Wu is the housekeeper of the old house. He has been in charge of the affairs of the old house of the Chiang family in Zhongshan for hundreds of years. He has watched many children of the Chiang family grow from horns to tied hair. Therefore, he is very respected by the younger generations of the family, and they usually say "Uncle Wu".

The maid lowered her hands and said respectfully: "The housekeeper said that the flowers were sent from the Qingqiu Mansion in Phuket Island. Specifically, which young lady or young master in Qingqiu, the Qingniao who sent the flowers can't tell clearly."

"Qingqiu Mansion?"

Jiang Yu squinted her eyes and carefully looked at the bouquet in her hand again.

The colors of the flowers in front of me are very diverse, including the precious sunset flowers and Bianhua flowers; there are also blue tulips, purple baby's breath, pink oleanders; and ordinary plum blossoms, peach blossoms, cherry blossoms, etc., Xiao Yi The bouquet contained more than ten kinds of flowers with different personalities and periods, and the matching of flowers seemed a bit messy, not at all like the work of Qingqiu Su family.

But on the other hand, these flowers are extraordinarily fresh. They must have been picked no more than twenty-four hours ago. There is a light magic that has a similar scent between the delicate petals and fine flower cores. You can also vaguely see the flower sperm contaminated with pollen. From the small footprints left behind, it is clear at a glance that only those carefully tended magic gardens can produce such similar yet different flowers.

She sneered and threw the flowers on the jade-inlaid Kui dragon striped eucalyptus by the window.

A plum blossom in the bouquet was impacted by an external force and fell from the branch. It bounced and hit the blue three-legged jade incense on the eucalyptus, causing the withered deer on the jade incense to stretch out its neck and pull it. It took only a short time to put it into the stomach, and the fine smoke coming out of the smoker was added with the faint aroma of plum blossoms.

"Do you know what the words of this bouquet of flowers are?" Jiang Yu asked abruptly, placing her fingers on the back of the rose chair in front of the eucalyptus, stroking the delicate and warm stripes.

The maid looked at the bouquet of flowers and listed the different meanings of each flower in her heart, eliminating the bad ones and the ones with the right combination, and then carefully analyzed: "The sunset represents beauty, the other side represents longing, tulips represent confession, and the sky is full of stars. It is a dream, and oleander is steadfastness..."

"Chastity?" The owner of Wutong Restaurant rolled his eyes, and rarely used a curse word: "Chastity is a piece of shit. The only thing this bouquet of flowers wants to express is that it wants this, that, and everything. ! Just like a bear who goes to break corn in the field and is reluctant to throw away every beautiful corn he picks up! ”

The maid glanced at her young lady in astonishment.

In her impression, the young lady has always been calm and indifferent, with a certain demeanor of "not taking things for granted or feeling sad for oneself". She has almost never lost her composure like this - not to mention comparing herself to a "beautiful corn" , it already sounded like he was speaking a little unscrupulously.

"Miss!"

The maid warned reproachfully, paused, then raised the wooden box in her arms, and changed the subject: "What do you plan to do with the New Year's money this year?"

Jiang Yu replied without thinking: "The old rule is to receive everything...wait, what are you receiving this year? Well, jade coins, jade coins, jade coins, or jade coins..."

Her fingertips were flipping through more than a hundred jade coins in the box. The clattering sound made when the jade stones collided was not pleasant at all, it only made her feel annoyed.

"Why do I need so many jade coins!" She complained, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She saw a clear yellow copper coin, with the words "Huairou Baishen" branded on the front and "Blessings Without Borders" branded on the back. It was like a gold coin. A piece of money engraved with powerful blessing magic.

The witch picked out the copper coins and threw them to the maid.

"Find a piece of red thread, tie it with an auspicious knot, and make it as big as this," she gestured with her hands, adding, "Well, as long as it can be hung around the neck of a two-year-old fox."

"Are you going to make a gift?"

"right."

"Do you need to put it in a small box?"

"I want the red one." Jiang Yu nodded slightly, paused, and emphasized: "There shouldn't be any trace of giving it to Qingqiu on it."

The maid wrote it down confusedly but seriously.

"One more thing, about this year's Shanglin Garden Spring Hunt," the maid seemed to remember something, and added in a low voice: "Madam asked me to remind you to participate... Madam knew that you were in school during that time, but Madam said, You don’t need to attend the whole process, you just need to choose two days on the weekend to show up at Shanglinyuan... The wife also said that you are nineteen years old this year, so you should think more long-term..."

"Madam said, Madam said, are you from the Wutong Hotel or from the big house!" Jiang Yu glanced at her maid angrily, and then pulled out a jade rabbit paperweight with golden cloud patterns from the bouquet. Throwing it aside: "Put this bouquet of flowers into a flower bag. No magic is needed. Just don't let it die."

Then she pulled open the rose chair, sat down, spread out a piece of light red flower paper, grabbed the ear of the jade rabbit paperweight, lifted it to the flower paper and sat down, then took out the brush and dipped it in thick ink , intending to write a reply letter to someone.

But I put pen to paper three times and failed to write it down.

What a waste of beautiful paper.

The Jade Rabbit squatting on the paper shook its ears and looked eagerly at the bunch of flowers put into the flower bag. Its three-petal mouth squirmed, as if still savoring the fresh fragrance of flowers, looking eager but not daring to escape. The pitiful appearance.

"Are the gifts ready to be sent to Qingqiu Mansion?" The maid stood behind Jiang Yu and asked in a low voice.

"Yes...well, forget it." The owner of Wutong Restaurant stood up very abruptly, crumpled up the half-written note on the table, threw it aside, and said firmly: "I'd better go in person. "