Murong Qianqian quickly explained: "Besides, you also said that the hornbill is the fairy bird of the Peach Blossom Fairy. It only knows one owner in its life, so how can this stupid and stupid turkey be possible~ Haha~"

While covering her mouth and laughing, she carefully glanced at the reaction of the hornbill, and saw its round, watery eyes, which almost turned into a white eye.

"That's true," Penglai nodded, turned to look at her, and asked, "Qianqian, can you lend it to me for a few days?"

"This..." Murong Qianqian was in a dilemma. If she said not to borrow it, she would be sorry for Penglai's recent hard work in taking care of her. If she wanted to borrow it, what would she do if she didn't return it to him?

If there was a fight over this, she would not be able to defeat this woman who looked as gentle as water. She would have been beaten until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen before even raising a fist.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with lending it to you, but this turkey has a bad temper and gets angry easily. It wouldn't be good if it hurts you." Murong Qianqian explained with a smile.

"Yes, I think this turkey is very docile." Penglai said, smoothing the hornbill's feathers with his delicate hands.

"This is a symptom. It loses its temper, it's temporary, and it's very scary." After saying that, Murong Qianqian raised the corners of her eyes and quickly gave the hornbill a look.

But the big guy didn't notice it at all, and was enjoying letting Penglai smooth its fur. It wasn't until Murong Qianqian's eyes almost popped out of her head that she reluctantly flapped her wings twice.

"Look, I said it will lose its temper. And Lailai, look~ this turkey doesn't like you. How about we catch a turkey that likes you next time and give it to you?"

"..." Penglai was slightly disappointed.

Murong Qianqian quickly changed the subject, "Lailai, it's so late at night, why haven't you gone back yet? It's not safe for a beautiful woman to walk at night."

Penglai sighed and scolded: "It's not because Qianqian didn't come home at night. I came to deliver food to you and found that you were not there, so I was worried and waited."

"Oh~ I just wandered around for a while," Murong Qianqian took the food box from Penglai's hand, "Tonight's food is so delicious. I'll eat it right away. Lailai, you go back first."

Then, with a rude push, Penglai was sent out of the room directly, waving his hand and saying: "Walk slowly on the road, I won't see you off~"

Penglai stood at the door and could only sigh when he saw this, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Murong Qianqian sat down at the table and smelled the aroma of food coming to her nostrils. She realized that she was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back. She took out her chopsticks and was about to start eating.

But at this moment, the hornbill, which had transformed into a sparrow-sized hornbill, jumped onto the food box unhappily, its head raised high as if it had some objections.

"What's wrong? I just called you a turkey. Are you still unhappy?" Murong Qianqian poked the hornbill's head with her finger.

The hornbill immediately stretched its neck to peck her, but she quickly retracted her hand, "If you want to peck me, no way~" After taking a bite of food, she said, "Actually, I don't reveal your identity for your own good."

Seeing the confused look on the hornbill's face, she explained: "Look, you are a fairy bird, right? There will definitely be a lot of people trying to get your idea. As the saying goes, showing your sharpness will bring disaster. I am here to protect you."

The hornbill turned its head away to express contempt.

Murong Qianqian tapped its head with chopsticks, "Oh, you're so emotional for me. You think you have the best expressions, and I don't think your facial features are too abstract."

The hornbill shrank its neck, and the next second it fluttered its wings and jumped into the lunch box, stomping here and there, getting a perfect revenge.

In the end, Murong Qianqian could only look at the lunch box and sigh, after cleaning up and washing up, she went to bed early.

However, when she slept until midnight, she woke up from hunger, her stomach growled non-stop, and she couldn't fall asleep despite tossing and turning. However, the hornbill lying on the pillow slept soundly.

Murong Qianqian simply got up and remembered walking through the woods behind the house. There seemed to be a kitchen there, so she wrapped her coat and went out.

The wind on the top of the mountain was indeed a bit cold. She couldn't help but shiver as soon as she went out and walked through the woods while rubbing her hands.

It's strange. It's obviously night and there's no moonlight in the sky, but the woods in front of us are shining with silver light, and every leaf is like a firefly.

She walked quickly through the woods, and sure enough she saw a house in front of her. There was still light in the house. It was probably because the cook had not rested yet.

Murong Qianqian knocked on the door twice, "Is anyone here?"

"..." No response.

She raised her hand and knocked twice more, but the door creaked and opened automatically.

She walked in curiously and found that there was no one in the house, but there was a fire burning in the stove, and she was greeted by a tangy aroma. The aroma was very similar to the smell of beggar's chicken, which made her lick the corner of her mouth.

Murong Qianqian easily found a stick, then dug into the fire, and found that there was indeed a ball of mud wrapped in it, so she quickly took it out.

But the thing was very hot to the touch, so she changed it in her hands for a long time before using a stick to remove the mud on the outside and dig out the pheasant wrapped in lotus leaves in the middle.

"Wow, it tastes so delicious~" Murong Qianqian wiped a handful of saliva on it, tore off a chicken drumstick and prepared to put it into her mouth.

But before feeding it to her mouth, she suddenly remembered something. If the cook caught her stealing the chicken later, would he beat her up?

Delicious food, getting beaten?

No matter what, it’s better to eat and drink first. This beggar’s chicken is meant for people to eat. At worst, if the cook finds out, she will pay for it.

With this thought in mind, Murong Qianqian still cautiously closed the kitchen door and windows, and then gnawed on the chicken legs confidently and boldly. Within a moment, a plump beggar's chicken was cut into two by her.

After filling her stomach, she leaned against the corner with her bulging belly in her hands, yawned, and prepared to take a nap on the spot first.

But just as I closed my eyes, I felt a wisp of hair brushing my cheek.

Murong Qianqian immediately opened her eyes subconsciously, and what she saw was an infinitely enlarged face, with her astonished expression reflected in the amber pupils.

"Who are you?" She took a step back in fright.

In front of him is a man wearing a light blue robe. His hair is tied up casually with a black ribbon. He looks gentle and elegant. At first glance, he looks like the frail Duan Yu in Tian Long Ba Bu.

However, his eyes were much sharper than Duan Yu's. The way he looked at Murong Qianqian seemed to penetrate everything, making people inexplicably awe-inspiring.
Chapter completed!