"Yan Yan, you are actually not from here, are you? You are from another place, right?"
Yanyan said nothing and only focused on the work at hand.
Ai Xiang continued minding her own business: "I heard you talking in your sleep while you were sleeping. The words you said in your dream were very strange. They were not in the local dialect at all, and you know so many weird things."
"You know something that even the longest-living elder of our Medicine Clan doesn't know. Your world must be an amazing place. The people there are all as clever and ingenious as you. Do you know everything?"
When Ai Xiang was talking, Yan Yan kept his head down and did his work without saying a word, as if he didn't hear her at all.
There is a huge difference between the earth and the world of mountains and seas. Even if I explain it to Ai Xiang, she can't imagine it. Yan Yan doesn't want to talk too deeply with her.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Ai Xiang stopped asking. She knew that Yan Yan was stubborn. If she didn't want to say anything, no matter what you did, the end result would be the same.
The risen dough quickly turned into a beautiful snail-shaped pastry dough in Yanyan's hands, and then he put it on the fire and began to slowly bake it.
The smell of burnt rice noodles and sweet fruit flesh soon spread in the air. Only halfway through the roasting, Ai Xiang started to swallow her saliva.
It was so fragrant that Ai Xiang felt that just by smelling it, she could eat it with her own tongue.
After baking the pastry base, Yanyan took out all the remaining pork belly and roasted it, chopped it into pieces, and sprinkled it with homemade salt and pepper and wild sesame seeds. The minced roast meat was stuffed into the pastry base, and the pastry was garnished with the pulp of Ganhua fruit.
Finally, use the melted meat fat to brush the surface of the pastry with yellow and orange colors to make it shiny, and an oversized barbecue croissant is ready.
Yanyan looked at it carefully, and saw that the golden and crispy shell, the round and lovely shape, and the unique plump and delicious fresh pulp made it look good!
The snacks were wrapped in clean Ganhua leaves, and Yanyan made several small snacks from the remaining dough and minced meat to serve as dry food for the two of them.
After finishing the snack, Ai Xiang licked her fingers with unfinished content: "You are so capable. Compared with you, I feel like a pig."
Yan Yan looked solemn: "Don't insult pigs!"
Ai Xiang: "..."
This girl is good at everything, but she's too sharp-tongued.
At night, when Ai Xiang fell asleep, Yan Yan couldn't wait to recite in his heart: "Come in!"
……no response?
Yan Yan read it again
...No response yet?
do it again
...still no response!
Yan Yan's heart started to feel angry and started to surge upwards.
It couldn't be opened at all. That guy wouldn't fool her, would he?
After reciting it dozens of times, Yanyan was so tortured that she completely lost her patience.
Try it one last time, and if it doesn't work, she will stop talking to this crap!
Yan Yan tried hard to concentrate again, clenching his little fists tightly, and recited a series of words silently in his heart: "Go in, go in, go in..."
…………
Come in... coming!
Standing in the Sumeru Realm, Yan Yan looked down at the sweat on his palms, and a group of grass-mud horses were running wildly in his heart.
Aren't other people's golden fingers easy to control with just their thoughts? Some even take the initiative to communicate with the protagonist. Why is it that when it's her turn, she has to use brute force in addition to her thoughts?
Could it be that this thing hasn't been used for a long time and is rusty?
"Stop talking nonsense!"
A low scolding came from the opposite side, and Yan Yan raised his head and looked into Cang Hua's slightly sullen starry purple eyes.
Canghua was obviously unhappy at the moment, but it didn't matter that his face still attracted all living beings, and it was difficult for humans and gods to hold it in. Especially the angry look at this moment, which lost a bit of fantasy beauty, added a heroic spirit, and looked down on the frost and snow, and his delicate bones contained coldness.
loose.
Yan Yan's eyes paused on his face for a few seconds, then she quietly retracted her gaze and gently placed the snacks she had brought in front of the railing outside the niche.
"I made this. There should be no one in your world who can make this kind of thing. Let me give you a taste."
Canghua lowered his eyes, glanced at the snacks, and then returned to Yanyan: "What do you want to ask?"
Yan Yan was surprised: "Can you hear what I said to Ai Xiang?"
Canghua's face was serene: "More than that, everything you can perceive, even though I am in this situation, I also know."
Yan Yan's eyes suddenly widened: "Does that mean I can communicate with you using my consciousness at any time?"
Canghua nodded.
Yanyan's eyes immediately lit up, and just as he was about to continue speaking, Canghua added: "The theory should be like this, but now you are a mortal without spiritual power. It is difficult to even enter and exit the Sumeru realm. You want to communicate with my spiritual consciousness.
Basically impossible!”
Yan Yan's surprise was immediately shattered. At the same time, she also understood that it was not that the golden finger was not easy to use, but that she was not easy to use it.
Although Canghua's truth made Yanyan very hurt, it was the truth, and she was not pretentious. She quickly adjusted her mentality and asked the doubts she had been holding in her heart all day.
"Ai Xiang said that spring in this world has disappeared for three thousand years. Yesterday you said that you have been in this Sumeru realm for three thousand years. I want to know if the disappearance of spring has something to do with you?"
Cang Hualing lowered his eyes slightly: "You are right, this matter is indeed related to me."
"Then you are the God of Spring in this world?" Yan Yan blurted out and asked again.
Canghua frowned, as if considering her words, and finally shook his head: "Not entirely. In addition to being in charge of spring time, I have other things to take care of."
"So, you are a real god?" This is what she is most concerned about.
If this person in front of her is truly a god, then what he said yesterday about helping her go back was probably not a lie to her.
This time Canghua didn't even think about it and shook his head decisively.
Disappointment was written all over Yanyan's face immediately, and even his eyes darkened.
Seeing her expression change so quickly, Canghua couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "I said I'm not an immortal, but why are you so frustrated?"
After getting the exact answer, Yan Yan was no longer interested in continuing the conversation: "You are not an immortal, so you can't help me. Forget it, I'll just figure it out myself. Anyway, thank you..."
"You actually expect a mere immortal to tear apart space? Ha!"
Cang Hua sneered, turned around and was about to enter the niche, but his robe was caught by something. Looking back, he found that Yan Yan stretched out a hand and was tugging at the corner of his clothes.
Yanyan himself was stunned as he grabbed Canghua.
In fact, she just wanted to make a pulling action. She thought that he was a human being who turned into smoke, how could he be pulled, but she didn't expect that even the robe was made of substance.
The hem of his clothes was already in his hands. Yanyan was embarrassed in her heart, but she could only cooperate and show a cute look on her face. She also pushed the snacks towards Canghua, raised her head, and smiled.
"It's because I have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade. You are a great god, so you won't care about me, a mortal. Your last sentence has another string to it, can you make it clearer?"
Cang Hua sneered: "Now that you understand, you want to come back and continue trading with me. You are a capricious person and you are not worthy of working with me!"
Facing Canghua's cold face, Yanyan felt funny in her heart. An old monster who is thousands of years old is still quite arrogant.
But on her face, Yan Yan smiled more and more: "Confucius has a famous saying, it is difficult to raise a woman and a villain. I am young and a girl, so I have both, so don't worry about it.
"While speaking, Yan Yan held the hem of his robe between his fingers and gently pulled it.
Cang Hua frowned slightly and raised his hand to take back the robe from Yan Yan's fingers, but did not go back.
Yan Yan quietly bit her lower lip.
So straight.
It doesn't matter to her. Those who succeed in big things always don't stick to trivial details. What's more, being a soft boy will not make you lose weight.
Yan Yan took the opportunity to ask: "I have only been in this world for a few days and I don't have much experience. You just said that immortals can't tear apart space. Could it be that your cultivation level is still higher than that of immortals?"
Canghua: "Immortals are the acquired cultivation of the human race; gods are self-generated spirits in heaven and earth. There is an essential difference between the two. Human immortals are the ultimate cultivation of the human race. Only spirits born naturally can achieve the status of god.
Right result."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide and pointed at Cang Hua: "You mean... you are a god?"
Canghua's face was calm: "I am the Lord of the Eastern Stars, named Qingdi. I wield the power of the five elements of armor and wood. My name is Canghua."
"Gulu" Yanyan could clearly hear the sound of her swallowing saliva.
Eastern Stars, Qing Emperor, Spring God... there is actually a real god in her space!
"So, you are not a human?" Yan Yan asked a bit bluntly, and he didn't realize until he said it that his statement was a bit inappropriate.
Canghua didn't seem to care. He still had a gentle temperament that was untainted by the wind and moon. He nodded slightly: "I am indeed not a human race. The appearance you see now is the incarnation of my spiritual consciousness. My original body is the nine-tailed blue dragon."
Nine-tailed Azure Dragon?!
Yan Yan couldn't express the complicated mood at this moment in words...
She has heard a lot about the nine-tailed fox. What the hell is the nine-tailed dragon?
Yan Yan remembered the book "Sou Shen Ji" that she had read before. The eastern star was in charge of the spring time and held the power of the first wood and the second wood. Its star ruler was the Canglong.
But these are not the main point for Yan Yan. The main point is that she must figure out what she can do to use his divine power to return to Earth?