The pink baby looked at Gongliang, whose face was full of milk, and waved her little hands happily.
This heartless little brat, Gongliang pinched her butt angrily.
The pink baby's face changed and he was about to cry. Gongliang quickly coaxed him with kind words, but who knew that the little guy opened his mouth and spurted out another stream of milk. Accidentally, Gongliang was sprayed all over again.
.Now, he completely lost his temper.
When the charming woman and the girl in the pavilion saw his expression, they naturally laughed again.
Especially the charming woman, who smiled even more wildly. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had laughed so happily.
A trace of milk flowed from his face into his mouth. Gongliang opened his mouth and tasted it, and his whole face wrinkled up.
It tasted so bad, not to mention the unpleasant smell, but also had a weird salty taste. No wonder the little guy vomited it all out.
The little guy blinked and looked at him, as if to say, "Look! It tastes terrible! Otherwise, I wouldn't have vomited."
The maid next to him handed over a soft face towel. Gongliang wiped it and cleaned the milk stained on the pink baby. Then he helplessly asked the charming woman again: "Sister, do you really have no human milk here?"
While he was talking, he couldn't help but glance at the maid next to him. He thought to himself that there were so many girls here, so logically there should be someone with breasts.
But the maid hurriedly covered her breasts, as if she was afraid of being molested, and saw a dark cloud hovering over Gongliang's head, ready to make rain.
The charming woman said angrily: "No. I have children here who are not yet married, so how can I give you milk to drink?"
"It's for her to drink." Gongliang quickly pointed to the pink baby in his arms and added.
"They're not all the same."
"It's different, how can it be the same?" Gong Liang asked anxiously.
Seeing his stupid look, the charming woman wanted to laugh again, but she pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Forget it, I'll have someone get you some fire spirit syrup!"
He waved his hand, and naturally a maid went down to get something.
After a while, the fire spirit syrup was taken out. Gongliang took a sip of it himself and found that it tasted clear, neither sweet nor salty, and almost tasteless. So he took out a little honey from the treasure bag and stirred it inside.
, fed to the baby. The little guy was not picky about food this time, he drank hard and drank a big bowl.
I don’t know if he was full, but the little guy fell asleep again.
Seeing that the little guy finally stopped making noises, Gongliang breathed a sigh of relief and said to the charming woman, "Thank you, sister."
The charming woman gently waved her jade hand, "Thank you, it's just me seeing you, little guy. If you are an ordinary person, it would be difficult for you to get into the fire tree like me. In the past, there was a barbarian who seemed to be from your Yan tribe. When he saw
My fire rats were shouting and killing each other, and then they actually killed one of my precious fire rats and barbecued it here, making people’s skin stink.”
Gong Liang was really sweating when he heard this. Could it be that the shaman who came from the Yan tribe was the map-drawing wizard from their tribe? It has been hundreds of years. According to this calculation, the sister in front of him is not very old???
Looking at her youthful face, it’s really hard to tell what she looks like.
Sure enough, a woman's age is a mystery that can never be guessed.
The charming woman didn't say that she hung the barbarian who was shouting to fight and killed on a tree and let the fire fumigate for a hundred days before letting him go. Otherwise, she would be frightened to death.
"Sister, are the fire rats you are talking about those giant white-haired rats outside?" the fair boy asked curiously.
"Otherwise?" The charming woman rolled her eyes at him and said, "Those are my little treasures. Look at the hair on them. They are so white and soft. If they were woven into cloth, they would be made into cloth every year.
You can buy me countless things."
After listening to her explanation, Gong Liang realized that the white-haired giant rat outside, that is, the cloth made of the long hair on the fire rat's body, has a special name called "fire cloth".
It is said that if this kind of fire-alkane cloth is stained with dirt, you don't need to wash it with water, rub it with your hands, or add anything. Just put it on the fire and shake it gently, and the stains will disappear without a trace, which is very magical.
Suddenly, Gongliang thought of the unusually soft cushion under his buttocks. Could it be that it was also a burning cloth? He picked it up and asked the charming woman, "Sister, is this a burning cloth?"
"That's it! It's not that big of a deal, it's just useless scraps from the corners of the burning cloth. If you like it, my sister will give you some as a gift when you leave."
"Then thank you sister." Gongliang was not polite.
"Why are you thanking me? It's my sister who likes you. If you were like that barbarian in your Yan department, I wouldn't care!"
Gong Liang didn't expect that this charming woman was also quite arrogant.
After they had eaten and drank enough, the banquet was moved away and it was already getting late. The charming woman arranged for her maid to take Gongliang down to rest.
When he woke up the next day, Gong Liang held the pink baby in his arms and walked out of the resting room with Yuan Gun and Xiao Ji. He found that there was no one outside and there was not even a sound. When he came to the main hall, it was even more silent. The sound of footsteps could be heard in the hall.
The echo inside was nothing like the bustle and bustle of yesterday.
For a moment, Gong Liang's mind flashed through countless stories of monsters and monsters he had read in his previous life, and he thought to himself that he would never have such a good encounter!
I felt really scared, so I quickly walked out quietly.
When he walked outside the cave, he saw the charming woman standing in front of the railing he had seen yesterday. The charming girl he had seen on the pavilion yesterday was holding leaves in the shape of wine jars and standing in front of the magnolia-like branches.
On the thick branches of the flowers, I looked to the east, as if waiting for something.
At this time, the sky was already hazy white.
After a while, in the vast sea of forests to the east of the fire tree, a small face of the sun suddenly appeared, fiery red, but without any light.
The sun slowly rose from the forest sea, and at the last moment, it suddenly jumped over the forest sea.
In an instant, the fiery red sun suddenly bloomed like a flower with thousands of dazzling golden lights.
At this time, the flowers like budding magnolias on the fire branches suddenly opened, and a drop of fiery red liquid condensed inside, hanging. The charming girl who had been prepared quickly took the leaves in the shape of a wine jar and stepped forward to catch them.
"Sister, what are they picking up?" Gongliang asked from the side.
"Fire Spirit Serum." The charming woman replied while watching them take it.
Fire spirit syrup, isn't that what the little kid in my arms drank yesterday? Unexpectedly, it was collected from the tree. Looking carefully, there is very little fire spirit syrup on the flowers, only one drop per flower, but the amount is very sufficient.
One drop filled a wine jar-shaped leaf. After filling it, those charming girls walked to a relatively flat thick branch and waited for the others.
Gong Liang looked at it and couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what is the use of this fire spirit jelly?"
The charming woman glanced at him and said: "It's very useful. The fire spirit jelly is the jade liquid nectar transformed by the fire tree by absorbing the essence of the earth fire. Ordinary people who drink it can lighten their bodies and prolong their lives, and maintain their appearance and beauty; practitioners drink it.
It can wash away acquired filth from the body and consolidate the foundation for entering the Tao; it can also be used to refine elixirs and medicines and extract essence."
“I didn’t expect there are so many benefits.”
"That's natural. Seeing that your little guy has a good relationship with me, I will give you some later and take them outside to sell them. I will guarantee that you will have endless money."
"Uh, is this thing expensive?" Gongliang asked softly.
"That's natural. Do you, my hot lady, have anything cheap?" the charming woman said arrogantly.
Gongliang looked at the fire tree, then at the flowers hanging on the branches, thought for a while, and asked: "Sister, I wonder if you can cut off the branches of your fire tree and feed it?"
Hearing this, the charming woman looked him up and down and asked with a strange look on her face: "Do you want to raise a fire tree?"
"Well, since this thing is not cheap, it is better to raise one. Although it may not grow so big, no matter how small it is, it is good to be able to collect several jars of fire spirit pulp every day."
In fact, not only did he collect the fire spirit slurry, but even making it into a bonsai would look very nice. He had committed the same problem in his previous life and felt that he wanted to keep all the beautiful things in his hands.
When the charming woman heard his words, she didn't say anything. She swayed her waist and giggled and walked in. The charming girl had already taken the fire spirit syrup and came down from the tree. They heard Gongliang's words from above. At this time, they walked up to him
People around him glanced at him a few times, covering their mouths slightly, lowering their heads and laughing.
I don't know what they are laughing at, but Gongliang looks dumbfounded.
From a distance, he could still hear their whispers: "Hee hee, do you think that fool from Yanbu wants to raise a fire tree?"
"Don't laugh, maybe someone can cultivate it? Hahaha"
"What a fool. Don't you know that raising a fire tree requires a lot of fire spirit stones?"
"Maybe I have many, many, many fire stones?"
When Gongliang heard what they said, he scratched the back of his head. It was true that the fire tree was difficult to grow, but couldn't it be possible to raise a small one? I really didn't understand why.