The flower on the other side was as red as blood. I didn't hesitate and ran back to the house to sleep for a while. There was still no Bai Jiuyan in my dream.

I have been thinking about what happened today, what kind of person Xuankong was. He clearly said that there were only three people in this Taoist temple, but he just concealed the matter of the flower demon, what did he mean?

This Xuankong is not honest.

It was dawn, and I got up early and saw the little Taoist priest getting up very early to chop wood. I walked over and said politely to him.

Boys usually start to grow up at this time, but he is almost as tall as me. I guess he should be younger than me.

So I said, "Brother, good morning! Have you eaten breakfast?"

The little Taoist looked up at me in surprise, and did not want to talk to me. He threw away the axe in his hand and replaced it with a broom to sweep the floor.

"Isn't it a mute?" I thought to myself that in places like ours, those with some physical defects will be discarded, and those with better luck will be picked up by Taoist monks.

I think this little Taoist priest had the same experience, so he didn't think much about it and went to the woodshed to find a steamed bun to satisfy his hunger.

"Ningshe!"

I was eating when Xuankong suddenly called me at the door, and he pulled me over and said, "Why are you eating steamed buns? Come on, there are good things here."

I dare not eat whatever he gave me casually. I ate the steamed buns in my hand because I saw the little Taoist priest eating yesterday.

Since Xuankong pointed out the name of Dao, I couldn't pretend to be indifferent anymore. After three or five years, I solved the steamed buns in my hand in the second day of the lunar month, and then went to see what he asked me to eat. If it was reliable, I would taste one, and if it was unreliable, I would just say it was full.

Xuankong asked me to sit at a table and then brought me a clay pot. The fragrance was so strong that it was mixed with a faint herbal fragrance.

I asked, "What is this?"

Xuankong did not answer me, but took a bowl and served me a large bowl of meat and half a bowl of soup.

I looked at the dark meat and had no appetite, but the taste was indeed fragrant and I drooled. Although I was in my aunt's house, I had never eaten anything good.

"What is this?" So I asked loudly again, Xuankong might have guessed what I was thinking.

"The little girl is afraid that I will harm you? I have such a good relationship with your grandmother, how could it harm you? This is a great thing. I found the folk remedy because you are weak. Look at the one outside. When I picked him up, he didn't even breathe, and he relied on folk remedies to grow up to be such a big person."

"The meat cooked with herbs is delicious." Xuankong was like a fake Taoist priest. He actually served himself a bowl and drank a big sip of the soup happily.

When I saw him eating, I didn't care. I scooped a sip of the soup with a spoon and drank it. It was so bitter that it was hard for me to swallow it.

"Why does it smell so fragrant and taste so bitter?"

Xuankong said: "It's better to have a good medicine for bitterness."

I didn't want to drink it very much, so I picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks. The meat looked very strange, one by one, a little bit like a chicken neck, and it was thicker than the chicken neck, almost as thick as a kettle in diameter.

This meat is much better than soup medicine. If you bite it, the meat is tender and the snow-white meat can be torn off one by one. I thought it was good after eating one piece, but Xuankong picked two more pieces of it for me.

I've never eaten anything so delicious, and there was no problem with my body. I showed off a big pot of peace of mind until...

I saw something red at the bottom of the pot.

"What is this?" I scooped up the red bead in the pot with a spoon.

"Hey          Good thing." Xuankong was very excited. I always felt that when he saw me eating that piece of meat, his expression revealed a kind of joy.

I put the red bead in a bowl and poked it with the spoon in my hand a few times. It was hard, like a glass bead, but it seemed more like an eye.

Suddenly the black dot on the eyeballs magnified and a drop of blood came out. I was startled: "What the hell is this?"

"Snake meat."

"Vomit!" I spit out directly, and the eye in the bowl had turned into a small hole of blood.

Xuankong didn't even bother me that it was my bowl. He scooped a spoonful of soup and poured it back into the pot.

"I'm afraid that you won't eat it, so I won't tell you. This is a good thing. Ordinary people can't even see it, let alone eat its flesh. This snake is the Yin-ring snake on the Spirit Snake Island. I've been using it for a lot of effort to find it. The thing you eat is the green corpse grass on the Yin Tomb Mountain. I have traveled thousands of mountains and rivers before I found such a tree. The Yin is added to the Yin, and it's good."

I held my stomach and vomited at the door for a while, but I couldn't spit out anything, so I had to use another chopstick to induce vomiting. As a result, the things couldn't be found after eating them. After fiddling for a long time, I only vomited out a gastric acid.

The grave mountain, the green corpse, the snake flesh... I was in a bad mood.

"The world emphasizes the balance of yin and yang. What are you thinking about when you give me so much yin food?" I asked him, "Are you really helping me, or are you using the excuse of helping me find grandma, wanting me to fall into your trap."

"Silly girl, what are you thinking? How could I be such a person? Your grandma's affairs are almost ready, and the ceremony will begin tomorrow, tomorrow."

"Okay, tomorrow, if I can't see my grandma, I will go down the mountain immediately."

Xuankong coaxed me with kind words: "You will know everything tomorrow. Be obedient. Your little cousin will not harm you. We are a family. You have no parents since you were young, so as your family, I will naturally take care of you."

He would be false if he listened to it. If he hadn't used the word "grandma" to tie me up, I would have left long ago.

Is it good or bad to have a weakness? The key is that I seem to be very frivolous and have no ability to turn this weakness into armor.

I should become stronger, just like... I thought for a long time, but I couldn't figure out who I should be like.

Xuankong looked at me greedily, and his expression seemed to be like I was not wearing any clothes. I said with caution: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

When I questioned him, he actually looked at him even more presumptuously: "I just think your grandma raises you well, but..."

I said proudly: "That's natural, my grandma is the best grandma in the world."

Xuankong didn't say anything: "Okay, there are more things to do tomorrow and the rituals are more cumbersome. You can rest more today."

When I came out of his room, I deliberately glanced at the other side of the flower on the desk. The flower was even more beautiful and beautiful, so beautiful that it made people unable to remove their eyes.

"The flowers are good, I don't know where to pick them?" I said, "I also want to pick a few plants and put them in the room."

Xuan Kong smiled: "The more beautiful things are, the more careful you have to be."

I nodded: "You are right. Right, I have a question to ask you."


Chapter completed!