Fox was sitting next to the female cultivator with an expressionless face. She seemed very calm, but in fact, her big furry tail was swinging hard, smashing the bluestone tiles on the small courtyard and flying everywhere!
The female cultivator held the two cubs and moved away from the angry fox. After a long time, the fox finally glanced at the female cultivator.
"Why are you so far away from me?"
The big fox looked so dangerous, and the female nun didn't dare to say a word or move.
After a stalemate like this for a while, the female cultivator suddenly let go of the baby bear in her hand suspiciously, turned her hand over, and took out a message stone.
So, don’t eat the flowering forgetwort. No, how long will it take before the female nun will take something from the storage vessel?
Of course, what surprised Lu Baoxin even more was that he had never discovered the storage magic weapon on the female cultivator, nor did he know where the female cultivator had put it.
The female cultivator was a little dumbfounded as she held the flashing message stone, as if she didn't understand why this thing was flashing.
As for the big fox, when he looked at the message stone, his face suddenly turned dark and his tone became unkind.
"What's wrong, you don't dare to answer? Are you hiding something from me?"
This tone is a bit sour.
When the big fox saw that the female nun was still motionless, he flicked his tail and helped her connect to the message stone!
Then a slightly irritable man's voice came from inside.
"Qi Shuying! Where did you go? Where are the goods! Where are the goods that were promised to be delivered in half a month! I, the customer, are getting anxious! Do you want to continue this business?"
The female cultivator was holding the message stone, and when the person inside shouted at her, she subconsciously replied.
"Do it, do it, wait for me, I'll be there soon!"
"It's coming, it's coming. It's been a long time and it's coming! I'm waiting for you for three days. If you don't deliver the goods after three days, I'll find someone else!"
“We’re here, we’re definitely here!”
The people on the other side of the messenger stone didn't know whether they heard the female cultivator's assurance. They had already shut down the messenger.
The surroundings became silent, and after a long time, Hu Xi finally spoke through gritted teeth.
"Amnesia?" Hu Xi said this while staring at the female cultivator, and then the fox eyes turned to Mo You again.
Mo You was well prepared and took out a flower pot. Planted in it was the forget-me-not grass that was bitten by the female cultivator!
This forget-me-not grass was fed by Mo You. The scars on its body were still there, but it was already preparing for its second flowering.
Several strings of flowers have bloomed at the tips of the grass. Although they are a bit ugly and strange, they are still thriving.
"This is the forget-me-not she took a bite of."
The forget-me-not grass and the flower pot were photographed by Hu Xun. He grabbed it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then Hu Xun said with a dark face.
"Has this forget-me-not flowered once?"
Mo You nodded.
As a demon clan, Fox knows more about spiritual plants and elixirs than humans.
The human race may not be able to distinguish the amount of medicinal properties in the spiritual plant elixir, but the demon race can.
Therefore, Hu Xun understands the difference between flowering forgetwort and non-flowering forgetwort, not to mention that the female nun has not eaten much of this forgetwort!
The fox was so excited that he pinched the strings of flower buds on the forget-me-not grass with his slender hands, and crushed them all with just one force!
Poor forget-me-not, it seems that if it still wants to bear fruit, it will have to gather its energy and start over again!
Mo You felt pity for the troubled Forget grass, but it was not good for her to get into trouble with the fox at this time.
After all, everyone knows that people who eat forget-me-nots are desperate people.
Previously, Hu Xun thought that after the female cultivator ate the forget-worn grass, all the past events would disappear, and it would be good for them to live a good life.
But now, Mo You told him that the female cultivator's amnesia was only temporary. In the future, she gradually remembered that she might still live a good life with him!
The fur on Fox's big black tail exploded, the frequency of swishing became higher, and the thumping sound became louder. It was obvious that he was very angry!
The atmosphere was a bit depressing. At this time, Lu Baoxin unfolded his folding fan, coughed lightly and opened his mouth.
"Second sister, it turns out your name is Qi Shuying, what a good name! Who are you going to deliver something to? Do you know where you are going to deliver it?"
"Tangcheng." The female cultivator blurted out this location. It was obvious that this matter was very important to her.
"Tangcheng, if Tangcheng is faster, we can get there in three days..." But if they were going to Tangcheng, Qi Shuying would have to go back.
Mo You is going to Tianshui City.
Lu Baoxin followed Mo You even after leaving his apprentice under the care of his junior brother, so he must follow Mo You to Tianshui City.
So if nothing else happens, they will part ways.
Lu Baoxin looked at the female cultivator, and then at the black-faced Hu Xi. He was considered to be an expert and bold, relying on his higher cultivation than Hu Xi, so he asked Hu Xi with a smile.
"Huxi, do you want to go to Tangcheng with my second sister?"
The fox's big tail threw gravels around, and many of them flew towards Lu Baoxin. When Lu Baoxin folded his fan, the gravels flew elsewhere.
Lu Baoxin was still smiling, and Hu Xi's face was still very dark.
Mo Huan silently picked up the pebble that fell on the lid of her clay cauldron and threw it aside.
After a night of silence, Mo You threw out two mud soldiers early in the morning, dragged out the monk who was possessed by the inner demon, dragged them to the edge of the pit where the mummies were buried, killed them, and threw the corpses directly into the pit.
Buried.
From the beginning to the end, Mo You didn't let the monk who was possessed by the inner demon speak.
What can I say? Since he has not succeeded in becoming a demon after one night, it means that he has no chance of survival!
As for the monk's journey into becoming a demon, Mo You really wasn't interested in hearing about it.
Early in the morning, Qi Shuying and Hu Xi also planned to leave.
Although Hu Xi was so angry last night that he seemed to want to demolish the house, he actually disappeared before dawn. When Qi Shuying woke up, he had already got a comfortable carriage and was ready to set off without saying a word.
Preparations for Tangcheng.
Before leaving, Mo You handed the unconscious little fox to Qi Shuying.
If nothing unexpected happens, Qi Shuying should be related to the human bloodline left in the little fox's original body. In addition, the fox is still with Qi Shuying, so it is more appropriate for the little fox to follow them than to follow him.
So Hu Xi was driving a carriage outside, and sitting in the carriage were Qi Shuying and her three little pets.
Mo You and Lu Baoxin watched their carriage leave, and then they set out on the road.
Before leaving, Mo You and Lu Baoxin didn't even go to the mountain temple on the mountain to see what the abandoned children thought.
The food Mo You gave them before was enough for them to eat until winter came, and the people in the village should be back by then.
For these ordinary children, instead of letting them know that they are the abandoned ones, it is better to let them be confused and count the days waiting for the coming of winter.
Today, for the first time, I saw a reader who thought Xiaohua was pretty good, and I was secretly happy.
Of course, I usually hate naughty children, but it may be due to the author's certain emotions. I like the people I write about and can't dislike them.
I don’t know if other authors are like this, but for me, when I was designing the characters, she was full in my mind.
Take Xiaohua, for example. When I was preparing to write this character, I thought of a dirty little girl in the village. She was half-dressed and in rags. She was very thin and could look at people with a pair of big, dull eyes. She was obviously a child.
, but the skin is rough, a little tanned by the sun, the hair is as dry and yellow as hay, and there is accumulated black mud on the sides of the neck and cheeks that has not been washed away.
She had never been taken good care of. When other children were running wild in the village, she would sit on her knees in the yard and wash the dirty clothes in the big tub, and go to the kitchen with branches to light the fire for her sisters.
, sometimes I have to follow my sister to the mountains to collect firewood because there is no one at home.
The clothes on her body were passed down from generation to generation by her sisters. They were very worn and washed and were very thin. They would break if you tear them lightly. They were as fragile as paper.
If she accidentally tears such clothes, her mother will beat her.
When her father was bullied by the villagers outside, he would kick her far away for no reason, just because she was not a boy.
The most delicious thing she has ever eaten was probably the wild fruits her sister picked in the mountains. The most delicious thing she has ever experienced is stomach cramps due to hunger...
These backgrounds are only in my mind, and only a few are written in the text.