Shen Qiqi felt that her little heart was beating a little fast, so she leaned towards Xie Beiming and quietly grabbed a corner of his clothes——
"It's over, it's over! Xie Beiming, I seem to have dug a big hole for myself."
Xie Beiming's voice transmission was filled with amusement that made people laugh——
"Oh, it doesn't seem like it, it's true."
In other words, whether it was the previous life or this life, it seemed that this was the first time he had seen Qiqi in such a panic.
The girl's bright black phoenix eyes were blinking, and her nervous look was like a frightened deer in the forest.
One can't help but feel pity.
The situation was not right and he couldn't openly take the person into his arms, so Xie Beiming stretched out his hand, using the cover of his sleeves to hold the little hand that was pulling his sleeve and transmitted the message.
"Furthermore, according to my observation, this Patriarch Veng is quite hostile to you."
Shen Qiqi: "..."
Please! These are all things that are on the surface, okay? You don’t need to observe anything else!
Shen Qiqi was speechless and was about to roll her eyes and give it to Mr. Xie as a thank you gift, but when she raised her eyes, she met a pair of smiling eyes.
There was a bright narrowness in those eyes, Shen Qiqi was stunned again, and then she realized -
The world is really going downhill. Mr. Xie, who is as big as the moon in the breeze, actually started to play tricks on others.
She was so angry that she bared her claws and gave a certain narrow-minded person a hard slap.
It was said to be severe, but in fact it was just a pinch on Xie Beiming's palm. I didn't feel much pain, but the numbing and itching feeling was particularly strong.
Xie Beiming suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He grabbed the troublesome little hand and squeezed it tightly. Then he said -
"But there is no solution. I have two ways to deal with it. Do you want to listen to it?"
Shen Qiqi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly sent the message over——
"Of course you have to listen! What method? Speak quickly. Speak quickly."
Xie Beiming: "The first method: beat. Beat that Patriarch Teng until he is obedient."
Shen Qiqi: "...What is this method called? No, no, no, what about the second one?"
When you ask for help, you have to act like you are asking for help. How can you force someone to do something arbitrarily?
The main reason is that there is a folk saying that a melon that is twisted is not sweet.
Shen Qiqi felt that she could indeed knock down that Patriarch Vine with a beating, but he would definitely not be good at it.
The other party has resentment in his heart and has to bow his head temporarily in the face of strong force. But what if he does something behind his back?
The spiritual plant is to be used to reshape my sister's physical body, and nothing can go wrong.
Being rejected, Xie Beiming was not too surprised, but his eyes were filled with relief.
I think about things more carefully and no longer act with passion like in my previous life. This is a good thing.
In the previous life, the reason why Qiqi was defeated by hundreds of Xuanmen schools was because she didn't consider things carefully enough and was too impulsive, so she fell into a trap and was surrounded.
Otherwise, if we really have to fight hard, how can those from the Xuanmen Hundreds of Schools be Qiqi's opponents?
Because he had lost something before and knew the pain after loss, Xie Beiming always cultivated Shen Qiqi intentionally or unintentionally.
No matter how powerful others are, they are not as strong as yourself.
In the last life, Xie Beiming thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could protect his beloved very well. Therefore, he never thought about training Shen Qiqi or anything like that. He just followed Shen Qiqi. behind her, silently protecting her.
The result was that when Xie Beiming came back after leaving for a while, Shen Qiqi fell into the trap and was captured and killed, creating a situation where the two were separated by yin and yang.
This is the experience he gained in exchange for blood and tears in his previous life.
He won't allow this to happen again.
Xie Beiming went on to talk about his second method.
"The second method is for you to make up a storybook and make it into a legendary drama that will shock the world and weep ghosts and gods about why you want to snatch the beads from that Patriarch Veng. First, tell the story about what Patriarch Veng said to you. The hostility has been eliminated, and then you can admit your mistake and explain your intention."
This is still not the best method, but Xie Beiming is very interested in this method.
Because Mr. Xie was addicted to listening to stories, he was very curious about what other stories Shen Qiqi could make up.
Or to put it another way, when this big drama is compiled, his role will definitely be indispensable. He is very curious whether he can be labeled as an infatuated person in this drama.
After all, even Qiu Changfeng has a label.
Shen Qiqi didn't know what he was thinking in her heart, otherwise, she might have slapped a childish label on Mr. Xie's forehead first.
Being jealous indiscriminately is not childish.
Shen Qiqi bit her red lips, thought for a while, and handed over her answer sheet.
Mr. Xie gave a very good score after reviewing the papers.
After receiving the affirmation, Shen Qiqi was instantly confident, got up, patted the dirt on her body, and climbed up.
She first looked at the righteous middle-aged monk ghost, pretending to be puzzled: "Uncle, are you saying that there is really a spiritual plant in this world that can allow people to reshape their bodies?"
Anyone with eyes is a visual animal.
So, who can refuse a soft and beautiful little girl with a pitiful background?
The middle-aged monk ghost was not defensive at all and replied: "Yes, the roots of Patriarch Vine can allow people to reshape their physical bodies."
This is also the reason why Tengzhi Lin can get out of Ten Thousand Demons Cliff, because he is neither a ghost spirit nor a mountain spirit monster, he is a spiritual plant.
Although she had already made a guess in her mind, Shen Qiqi was still shocked when her guess was confirmed. She stared at the rattan monster over and over again, wondering how could this guy transform into a spiritual plant?
If I had known that the other party had such an identity...forget it, it would be useless if I had known about it.
After all, when she first came back from rebirth, she didn't know that her sister was possessed by a demon spirit.
What's more, she never thought that one day she would beg the rattan monster.
All she could say was...there must be some arrangement somewhere along the way.
A hellish arrangement.
Shen Qiqi sighed silently in her heart, with a look of surprise on her face: "Really? That's great! Now my sister and brother-in-law are saved!"
As expected, the rattan monster sneered: "You girl, you look so excited, why don't you have ears? Didn't you hear what I just said?"
The middle-aged monk hurriedly explained to her: "Little girl, Patriarch Teng's bead was snatched away by a robber. Without that bead, Patriarch Teng's roots would not be able to exert magical effects."
"Beads, what kind of beads are they? Is this a bead?" Shen Qiqi took out a small milky white round bead.
As soon as the bead was taken out, a familiar aura filled the air, and the rattan monster was instantly attracted. He stared at the bead in Shen Qiqi's hand, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"You! How come you have this bead!"
"I borrowed this from you. Ancestor Teng, have you forgotten?" Shen Qiqi said, wiping off the disguise on her face, she suddenly looked like a different person.
The rattan monster stared at her face, looked at it again and again, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "Oh! I remembered! You are the one..."
"Yes, yes, it's me!" Shen Qiqi interrupted the rattan monster before the "robber" came out, held the Red Spirit Pearl in both hands and respectfully sent it to the rattan monster, and then grabbed it before the rattan monster could Before getting angry, he waved his hand.
Wow.
The black soil was removed from the space, and poured out of her palm like a waterfall.
Just in the blink of an eye, there was a small hillside like a hill beside me.