Chapter 2 The sound of milky milk came into his ears, and Bai Cha frowned even more.
She tilted her head, her chubby face full of confusion.
Why, why did my voice become so milky!
She is obviously... several hundred years old!
Moreover, other people’s incarnations are all dressed in beautiful clothes!
Why didn’t she even have a pair of shoes after she transformed?!
Forget it!
If not, there won’t be!
However, I haven’t made any changes, so why haven’t the things in my previous memories happened?
What about the two monks who like to talk about Taoism around them?
And what about that phoenix that likes to comb its hair on its own branches?
And what about Bai Lin?
In my impression, isn't my true body in Mount Buzhou?
But this is obviously not Buzhou Mountain...
White Tea's facial features are almost squeezed into a ball.
It took her a while before she decided not to embarrass her already small brain.
Looking at the tree trunk several meters high, Bai Cha felt worried again.
If you jump from the tree now, you won't fall to your death!
No matter what, we can't be trapped in a tree for the rest of our lives!
Without thinking, Bai Cha jumped directly from the branch.
Di Xuan had seen this scene before.
After Bai Cha transformed, he turned around unbearably, preventing himself from seeing what happened next.
Wait for a "boom" sound.
Di Xuan turned around slowly.
He looked at the white tea planted upside down on the ground like onions.
With a "poof" sound, Di Xuan couldn't hold back his laughter again.
Bai Cha struggled to get up from the ground.
Fortunately, the fallen leaves on the ground were thick enough so I didn't hurt myself.
Spitting out the leaves in his mouth, Bai Cha frowned and patted the leaves off his head.
At this moment, she vaguely seemed to hear Di Xuan's laughter.
In an instant, Bai Cha dug her toes into the ground in embarrassment!
He, how could he keep peeking at himself!
It was also at this moment that she finally understood why Bai Lin gave Di Xuan such a nickname!
He snorted.
Bai Cha brushed off the fallen leaves from his body and walked out of the forest with his chubby legs.
Di Xuan followed silently. He disappeared and followed Bai Cha quietly.
The whole white tea dumpling is less than half a meter high.
The chubby calves were obviously walking very hard, but they didn't go very far at all.
Di Xuan looked at Bai Cha's serious and hard-working look, and subconsciously held his breath and cheered Bai Cha in his heart.
Half a day later, Bai Cha looked at his body that had been thrown far away, leaned against the pine tree next to him, and at the same time raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Really, it’s so hard~
"Take a rest, I'm hungry."
Just as he was thinking about it, a green plum fell from above his head and hit Bai Cha on the top of his head.
Bai Cha covered the place where he was hit, and tears suddenly appeared in his already round almond eyes.
Di Xuan squatted next to Bai Cha and blew the tea gently.
This is the second time he has experienced these things. Just like last time, he still cannot interfere...
He watched Bai Cha pick up the green plums on the ground, wipe them with his sleeve, and stuff them into his mouth.
The next second, Bai Cha's familiar ferocious expression came into his eyes.
He tried not to laugh out loud.
The next second, Di Xuan felt as if his calf had been kicked.
Then he saw Bai Cha's expression that clearly wanted to cry but was trying hard not to cry.
Bai Cha knew that Di Xuan must be around him.
Maybe she’s still laughing at her now!
She can't cry, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely can't cry!
But the green plums are really sour!
Woooooooo~
Why does Goubi Dixuan have to be by his side, oooooooooo, so embarrassing!!
After nightfall, Bai Cha leaned against the pine tree and fell asleep quietly.
Di Xuan waited for Bai Cha to fall asleep before revealing his true form. He stretched out his hand and poked Bai Cha's soft cheek.
Although I knew it was a dream, the feeling in my hand was not affected at all...
Thinking of what would happen in the future, he raised his hand to remove the leaves from Bai Cha's head: "Grow up quickly."
Bai Cha felt like she had a dream, in which she finally grew up, and then she trampled Di Xuan under her feet!
happy!
What a pleasure!
Bai Cha got up from the ground, washed his face and continued on his way.
When he came out of the mountains, Bai Cha felt that he had transformed from a delicate and cute little dumpling into a little clay figurine that no one loved.
His hair was frizzy and tangled, and his clothes were in tatters.
The two little feet were completely dirty.
Naturally, she was treated like a little beggar.
A kind lady passed by her and gave her a white flour steamed bun. As soon as she took the white tea, there were five more paw prints on the white flour steamed bun.
After the lady's motorcade left, before she could even take a sip of the white tea, a ferocious wild dog that was taller and stronger than her jumped out of nowhere.
Its eyes were ferocious, its white teeth were exposed, and it made a ferocious whine.
White tea subconsciously protects the white-faced steamed buns.
Seeing that Bai Cha refused to hand over the steamed buns, the wild dog immediately pounced on Bai Cha.
The white tea ghost cried and howled as a wolf and ran forward on hands and knees.
Tears covered his face, but he refused to hand over the white-flour buns.
The wild dog behind will naturally not give up.
Before he could run a few steps, Bai Cha tripped over his left foot and fell to the ground with a bang.
The white-flour steamed bun in his hand rolled away.
Its white body is covered with a layer of sand, just like white tea at this time.
The wild dog didn't care about Bai Cha anymore. It held down the rolling steamed bun with one paw. It didn't mind the sand on it and bit it with its terrifying teeth. Then it walked past Bai Cha as if showing off by wagging its tail.
Bai Cha watched the wild dog go away with tears in his eyes.
Momo.
That's her steamed bun...
Di Xuan squatted next to Bai Cha, wanting to pick her up, wipe the dirt off her face, and take her to have a good meal.
But he can't do this.
He could only squat in front of Bai Cha and accompany her silently.
Wait until the dirty little clay figurine recovers and stand up on its own.
Bai Cha got up from the ground with tears in his eyes, and his knee was broken a lot.
But she could only keep moving forward.
After walking for another half day, Bai Cha saw the town.
But she didn't meet any kind-hearted people anymore, she didn't know how to work, and no one would hire a child who looked like a monkey to work.
With no shelter or food, she could only spend the cold night huddled in a corner.
Leng was fine for Bai Cha, but she couldn't bear the days of starvation.
Just when she felt like she was going to starve to death, she was picked up by a gray-haired cultivator.
He is the steward of a cultivator family and has a high status in the family.
After being brought into the family, the housekeeper arranged for a maid to wash the mud off her body and comb her hair smoothly.
Di Xuan watched through the screen as Bai Cha put on brand new clothes, her hair was combed into a beautiful double bun, with golden bells tied on both sides. Bai Cha would make a crisp sound whenever he walked.
Bai Cha obviously likes this sweet sound. When walking, he will deliberately shake his head to make the bell make a crisp sound.
Looking at the cute and innocent white tea, there was no smile on Di Xuan's face.