The weather was mild the next day, and there was a sun, but it was a sun that was as powerful on the outside as dry on the outside as a paper tiger. It was like a garcinia dye on a sky-blue canvas. It was neither scorching nor hot.

Zhiying was lying on the imaginary rocking chair in the yard, holding a story book in his left hand and a small purple sand teapot in his right hand. There were two plates of snacks placed on the small table beside the rocking chair, one of which was pine nut and lily cake, and the same was green tea cake.

It looks very leisurely and comfortable.

There are only two joys in life, food and love.

Zhi Ying was convinced.

It's just that love is a relatively ephemeral thing that can be encountered but cannot be sought, but delicious food is real, with color, taste, and a real feeling of satiety.

As an accomplished goddess in cultivation, Zhiying is most satisfied with the fact that she doesn't have to worry about getting fat or getting sick if she eats too much, so she refuses to wrong herself in the slightest, especially in the past few days when Ji Li told her to just rest well and take care of herself.

When people went to check out Yayoi Lin, she became even more bored, so she had to focus on the delicious food in Shangqiu.

She had just finished reading a page, and her sentence was interrupted. She was about to take a sip of tea before turning to the next page. When she lifted the small teapot, the expected moist feeling between her lips and teeth did not come.

Finished drinking.

She pursed her lips and was about to recite the incantation and bring a pot of tea when another small teapot was handed to her from the side. Zhiying raised his head, and the little golden black eyebrows frowned slightly, standing in front of the rocking chair, as if someone had offended him.

Zhiying put down the small teapot in his hand and took it from him. It was warm with his tentacles. He didn't know if it was herbal tea, but he heated it again with fire.

She took a big sip from the spout to quench her thirst, then stared at his eyebrows and asked, "Who bothered you again?" She picked up a plate of green tea cakes on the small table and handed it to him, "That one is Su.

Yi's cooking skills are pretty good, try it, it tastes very fresh, different from lotus root soup!"

Xiao Jinwu glanced at the green tea puff pastry with stretched puff pastry on the plate in her hand. Instead of taking it, he leaned over and picked up another plate of pine nut and lily puff pastry and stuffed it into her hand. He sat on the small table and held down the rocking chair.

She stood on the armrest and asked her with a serious expression: "Do you have to help them find something?"

Another side table was set up to place the dessert plates. Zhiying took a green tea pastry and peeled off the pastry layer by layer. She said calmly: "Don't you all know that Sijin's soul is in my sea of ​​consciousness? If

If we don’t find spiritual beings from the six realms to set up an array and strip her out, neither she nor I will end well."

"You also know, I can...um." The words he said were blocked by a green thing in his mouth. Little Golden Crow's eyes widened and he looked angrily at Weaver Ying's fingers that were still stained with green meringue crumbs.

Zhi Ying smiled at him twice, lowered his head and patted the snack crumbs off his fingers.

With a sound of "Bah", he spat out the green tea cake on the ground. Little Golden Crow had a mouthful of green crumbs, which looked a little funny. He wiped it clean with his horizontal sleeve, squinted his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said: "How dare you take it?"

Something is blocking me!" He said and grabbed the waiter on the other side with one hand.

Zhi Ying opened his arm with one hand, and with a flick of her bare hand, she put the snacks into Qiankun's sleeves, then jumped up, raised her chin and said with a smile: "If you don't want to taste it, I will have to do it hard!"

"Okay! Let's see how much progress you have made these days!"

Little Golden Crow raised his eyebrows, and after saying this, he shook out his Red Feather Whip and attacked without any spiritual power. Weaver Shadow also summoned his Star Willow Whip, and the two of them began to spar with each other as before.

Weaver Shadow waved the Star Willow Whip, feeling temporarily at peace in her heart. At least for now, Little Golden Crow would not say anything about destroying Si Jin's soul, or embarrass her.

This is indeed the most convenient method, and it leaves no consequences. She also wants to do it, but if she really does it, how many people will hate her?

Siyundian was very secretive about Sijin's affairs, and Julue had such an expression when he saw Sanshengshi. She might not really understand in the past, but now, can she still pretend to be ignorant?

The word love is really hard to hide from!

As his mind turned, the Star Willow Whip swept across. Little Golden Crow jumped up, landed on the wall, sat down with a smile, raised one foot, stepped on the ridge of the wall, and dropped the other foot casually, leaning against the wall, stroking the top of the Red Feather Whip.

He said: "It seems you have been slacking off these days!"

"Is it fun to fight all day long?" Zhiying pouted and wanted to lie back on the rocking chair. Unexpectedly, the rocking chair had been scattered in the fight and turned into a cloud of mist.

She simply jumped up and sat on the wall. Just outside the wall was a clump of bitter bamboo, dotted with light green leaves. It was full of vitality, making people feel happy when they saw it, and all the depression was eliminated.

She picked a bamboo branch with three leaves and held it in her hand to play with. She asked hesitantly: "When will you return to heaven?"

Little Golden Crow snorted and said indifferently: "Are you driving me away so that you and the two flying squirrels can help Ji Li find spiritual objects?"

Zhiying shook his head lightly: "...No. When we were at Zhangwei Mountain, the emperor sent a crane to send a message asking you to go back. You have stayed in the mortal world long enough. If you don't go back, the emperor will definitely be angry. I'm afraid it won't be a hundred years.

The grounding will subside." She twisted a bamboo leaf and twisted it back to tie a knot.

"Since we are going to be grounded, we should just play enough at once! Otherwise, we will still be thinking about it when we return to the heaven, and we will not be able to live peacefully in the ground!" Little Golden Crow raised his hand and picked up a young leaf and tore it into thin strips.

Zhiying picked up the bamboo leaf in the middle and tied it again around the previous knot. He opened his mouth and suddenly realized, "So you haven't returned to heaven."

Little Jinwu's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. Unexpectedly, with a heavy hand, the bamboo leaf filaments were severed from the middle. He paused, then shook it off like a hot hand, and still said to himself: "Even if I don't go back, with your senior brother's

With your abilities and Sir Si Zhi’s adaptability, what’s there to worry about?”

The light in Zhi Ying's eyes dimmed, and he nodded immediately, lowering his butterfly-wing eyelashes. His voice still sounded so brisk: "You are right, there is nothing to worry about. Before I came here, they were living well.

Very good, now they can live well without me, or even better."

When she finished speaking, she lowered her head, and her delicate white fingers like jade bamboo shoots quickly tore the last piece into thin shreds. Occasionally, some pieces that died midway were like the young leaves in the hands of the little golden crow, and were pinched in her palms in a disguised manner.

Little Jinwu touched his nose and said softly: "You know, I didn't mean that."

The condensed air stagnated, as if it had been frozen. Shadow Weaver tore open the last filament, paused in his movements, and suddenly raised his head and smiled, with watery eyes still rippling, arousing pity.

She held the leaf stem with one hand and pointed at the thing she had knitted above the leaf stem with the other hand and said, "Look, does this look like your original body?"

Little Golden Crow was startled by her sudden change. When he looked closely, he saw that there were two knots tied on the top of the leaf stem. The upper part was larger and the lower part was smaller. The shape was crude. It looked like the head and torso of a rooster. On the other side of the big knot, there was a piece of knot.

The filaments of the bamboo leaves spread out, like a rooster jumping on the wall, its tail feathers swaying in the wind, and the leaf stems are its claws.

Zhiying saw someone's face gradually turning black into ink, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She broke off the leaf stem in two and connected it to the big knot, so that she had three claws.

She placed the bamboo-leaf animal in front of the little Golden Crow and said with a smile: "Now it looks like it, doesn't it?"

Little Jinwu's face still didn't look good. He snatched the bamboo leaf braid from Zhiying's hand, raised it to the side of his head, stared at her and gritted his teeth and said, "Look carefully, does it really look like it?" His voice was low and threatening.
Chapter completed!