"I met a friend on the way. He gave me some stuff. I may arrive in the past few days. Remember to keep it for me."

The paper crane did not disappear after sending the letter as before, but instead found a branch to hang it on it and stayed in Lezhai for several days.

On that day, Su Qingwan was cleaning her room, and it suddenly became lively outside the courtyard. When she walked out, she found that a lot of clothes and shoes were piled up on the stone table in the courtyard, and a whole box of music scores.

"A big bird flew in just now!"

“Yes, yes, that big!”

Two little boys rolled and crawled in front of Su Qingwan.

"Qingqing..."

Su Qingwan was thinking about how to place these things: "Hmm?"

“There are still many.”

Ayin and Ayang pointed to the ground on the other side.

The mahogany boxes like hills are neatly arranged, full of new clothes. Bai Lu and Ji Jingyun are sorting.

Feng Nishang was reluctantly pulled as a coolie.

The black cat and rabbit spirit who are not human-shaped have become the most leisurely in Lezhai.

Su Qingwan deeply realized that Yin Jiu, the old monster, was poisonous.

"Su Qingwan, have I delivered all my things?"

Yin Jiu's voice rang through the paper crane on the branch.

"I'm here, there are too many clothes and there is no place to put it."

"You go to my room, move the prison cow at the head of my bed, and turn around, and it leads directly to my room where I hide my treasures and clothes."

Store clothes?

Su Qingwan found the Prisoner at the head of a seven-stringed lyre at the head of Yin Jiu's bed. Su Qingwan stared at it for a moment and remembered that this was the first time she saw Yin Jiu, a divine beast running around Yin Jiu's clothes.

Su Qingwan knocked on the body of the prison bull, and was about to turn around when the prison bull started to move.

The prickniu stared at him and shouted irritably: "Why are you, human, disturbing me to sleep!"

"Yin Jiu asked me to go to the treasure trove and the garment storage room."

The priest refused to cooperate, and his little eyes that he deserved to be beaten were exactly the same as Yin Jiuyi.

Su Qingwan said: "I'll tell him now that you want him to do it yourself."

The Prisoner finally looked at her with a look: "Bad man!"

Under Yin Jiu's tyranny, even the real dragon has to give in, let alone the dragon son.

The prison bull spit out a wooden door from his mouth.

Su Qingwan walked in and saw two heavens and earths inside the door.

The treasure land on the left, and the clothes storage room on the right.

The decoration on the wall is actually a complete map of mountains, rivers and the country drawn by famous artists. The two words are luxurious.

The prison bull ran into the garment storage room with great rust, and merged with the patterns on the clothes: "See, these are all from Master Jiu!"

Su Qingwan looked at the clothes that were filled with the whole world. Some of the clothes here were old styles, while others were new. But without exception, each piece was the best with exquisite workmanship.

"Why does he have so much clothes?"

"What a person is Jiu Ye? It's okay if you don't have a few clothes all year round?"

Su Qingwan recalled that Yin Jiu had never appeared in front of her with the same clothes. Even the ordinary black bathrobe was a little different every time.

When Su Qingwan was collecting her clothes, she also saw many famous works carved by her predecessors on the shelf where she hung her clothes. These were the last strokes that were not outside, which made Su Qingwan a little jealous.

Yin Jiu is too rich.

"Su Qingwan, do you see my treasure land a little empty?"

“No.”

"No, no, no, you must be embarrassed to tell me. My treasure land has not had new products for a thousand years, so I want to add more."

"You have money, you have the final say."

“Reply received?”

"Well, I received it. My adoptive father wants me to thank you."

"Thank me?"

"How do you want me to thank you?"

"How about making for forty or fifty dishes? I want to eat snow-capped plums, spicy belly shredded rice cakes, jujube golden rolls, tender fried beef sticks, roasted suckling pig..."

Su Qingwan silently threw the paper crane into the pool.

She put her hands in her sleeves and looked at the sky.

Isn't it just cooking, or there's a bit too much food, she can.

Su Qingwan, you can do it.

Just as Su Qingwan calmed down, the rabbit spirit slowly moved to her feet: "Brother Su."

"What's wrong?" Su Qingwan asked with her head down and squatted down.

The rabbit spirit hesitated for a long time and said, "Can I use Lezhai's carrier pigeon?"

"No problem." Su Qingwan thought the rabbit spirit was about to send a message back to Yaoshan. She walked into the courtyard and released the pigeon that Yin Jiu bought after being bored. She kindly asked, "Do you need me to write for me?"

The rabbit spirit politely rejected Su Qingwan's kindness. Su Qingwan did not force it and continued to cook.

The rabbit spirit held a pen in his mouth, clumsy and serious about writing words like ghost-drawing talismans.

I came to Jiuzhou Imperial City to play. What about you? Do you want to go out and play?

After finishing writing the rabbit essence, I read it for a while and felt that it was not good to be so straightforward. I took another piece of paper and slowly wrote it.

The little eyes covered by long white hair were filled with troubles at this time.

But he was obviously very excited.

At the same time, Yin Jiu arrived at Yuxu Mountain.

Yin Jiu came quietly, and Yuxu Mountain did not have chaos because of his arrival. He found the birth of the former pseudo-god.

The vines and dust covered the broken mountains as yesterday, as if they were covering up the past.

Even Yin Jiu is inevitably sad.

Yin Jiu waved his sleeves lightly, and the vines covering the gravels on the mountain floated up. Yin Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the gravels on the ground. All the broken musical notes mean that he had indeed destroyed the small world.

Music sounds have spirituality, and Yin Jiu is well aware of this principle. That is why he was destroyed so thoroughly that he did not even leave a complete musical notation.

However, the fact is that Liang Zhuoyu escaped.

Yin Jiu tried hard to recall the past, but where was he ignored?

The broken music talisman on the stone has been blurred after countless years of wind and frost. It is difficult to see the original appearance of that year.

There was no new discovery. Yin Jiu got up and wanted to leave, and the gravel under his feet rolled, revealing a complete stone wall inside.

A piece of music that was left behind scrambled to Yin Jiu.

Yin Jiu remembered that this was the last piece of music he added.

Because it was his demonic power engraved, he avoided a disaster.

Yin Jiu even found a female hairpin buried under the stone table. The hairpin was not a vulgar thing, so he wiped it again and still shone brightly.

In this room, Su Qingwan was still waiting for Yin Jiu to return in Lezhai.

As the days passed, Su Qingwan had become accustomed to Lezhai's noisy.

"Qingwan Qingwan, I have a big discovery. Do you want to listen?"
Chapter completed!