"Little fool, can you be less troublesome?" The person below him sighed. Wu Jiuzi felt the world spinning for a while. When she woke up, she was already standing on the ground.
Fengjian Liuxiang also stood up. He waved his hand: "Go and have a rest." He turned and left.
His steps were obviously still a little staggering, and he almost tripped on the steps under his feet several times.
Wu Jiuzi looked at his desolate-looking back, and her heart felt inexplicably empty and tense.
It seems that he did drink a lot. Did he go drinking after going out last night?
Drinking all night?
At this time, he should need a bowl of hangover soup...
Although the injury on my back still hurts a lot, fortunately it is much lighter than the previous two days.
Wu Jiuzi feels that her pain tolerance has improved a lot now, and this kind of pain is still within the range that she can bear.
She walked into the vegetable garden again.
The vegetable garden was as usual, with all kinds of fruits and vegetables growing juicy. Even the snail was lying on a cabbage tree shaking the tentacles on its head to relax.
Hearing her footsteps, the white jade snail opened his eyes: "Hey, you haven't been here for a few days. I thought you were kicked off the peak by the priest..." He looked her up and down again: "You look like this
Haggard, what’s wrong?”
This snail has probably been kept here for a long time and has no one to talk to. It is so idle that it always likes to quarrel and argue with Wu Jiuzi every time. This time is no exception.
Wu Jiuzi didn't bother to argue with it this time, and glanced at it: "Shut up! Be careful, I will catch you and make snail soup!"
Hey, she is quite temperamental today!
The snail shook its tentacles, and the girl was not afraid of its poison, which made it a little scrupulous and did not dare to act unscrupulously.
He changed his tone to a more serious one: "Seriously, what's wrong with you? You look like you've been injured. The priests have been picking vegetables for the past few days. It's really rare to see..."
Wu Jiuzi's heart moved, this is a rare sight?
Wasn't this vegetable garden created by Feng Jianliu Xiang?
Didn't he come here often before?
Take another look at that snail, maybe you can get some gossip out of its mouth...
She sighed: "Well, I was a little injured two days ago. You said that the priest doesn't come here very often? It's impossible! Didn't the priest take care of the food by himself before I came?"
The white jade snail's tentacles swayed like an antenna swaying in the wind: "The priest has become a god. He does not eat food and barely eats. Naturally, he does not come to this place often. He only comes three or four times a year. In these years, that is
He will come more frequently after you come."
Wu Jiuzi was stunned, then why did he build this vegetable garden?
To support an apprentice?
Is it just for her?
My heart skipped a beat, it’s impossible, right?!
"Snail, how old is this vegetable garden?" Wu Jiuzi asked.
The white jade snail shook its tentacles, as if calculating, and sighed for a while: "I don't know this either. This vegetable garden already existed when I came here six years ago..."
six years ago?
Six years ago, my little body was only six years old——
No matter how heavy-minded the Kazama Priest was and how he liked Lolita, it was impossible for him to fall in love with the six-year-old Mo Jiuzi at that time, right?
Her voodoo skills and voodoo chains came from her grandmother, and were passed down from family. Naturally, they had nothing to do with Fengjian Liuxiang. He was basically helping her to cover up her lie today.
It seems that he doesn't have general trust in her.
However, it seems that what he said about passing on the magic to Mo Jiuzi in his dream should be true. Didn't Mo Hanyu also deny it?