There are exactly ten noodle bowls in a stack, no more, no less, and the whole family needs to have one, no more, no less. At the same time, this number also means that if He Xiaoman wants to eat noodles today, he must really make enough food and clothing by himself.

But she won't.

She only makes delicious instant noodles.

By this time, modern instant ramen should have appeared in Japan, but it was far from popular in the capital. Even if He Xiaoman wanted to eat it, there was no place to buy it.

He touched the belly that was singing about the empty city plan and looked at the big white snake that was barely half full. He Xiaoman dared not say anything in anger. Even if she was born with divine power and added some status, she was just a big snake in the face of the huge size of the big snake crushing her.

A food delivery person.

"I want some noodles, so I'll give this to you." After saying that, the big snake opened its mouth and rolled a red ball in front of He Xiaoman.

What is this? Neidan?

Isn't this big worm too real? You're really trying to eat the inner elixir instead. This is a 24K pure foodie. He Xiaoman suddenly sighed to himself.

No, it shouldn’t be the inner elixir. He Xiaoman suddenly remembered that he had a plug-in. If that thing was an inner elixir or something like that, even if it wasn’t a natural material or earthly treasure, it could at least be considered a medicinal material. If so, the bulletin board couldn’t react at all.

No.

And after thinking about it, He Xiaoman finally found the source of something awkward that he had always felt in his fear and admiration.

Even if this guy can talk, the voice he makes is actually that of He Xiaoman, no, no, no, it’s Liu Xiangxiang’s voice, it can be said to be exactly the same.

"Medicine for bruises and bruises should be applied half externally and half internally. As long as there are no broken bones or tendons, it should be wrapped within 7 days."

Hearing a snake using its own voice to say the lines about being tricked and swindled by thieves walking around the streets, He Xiaoman suddenly felt a very bad feeling in his heart.

"Why do you speak with the same voice as me?" He Xiaoman did not take the pill, but instead asked the question in her heart.

"In the Zhongnan Mountains, spiritual wisdom is opened, and after thousands of years of hard work, I step into the world; in front of the Baicao Mountain, I spit out my bones, and behind the Baicao Mountain, I learn the words of others; in the world of mortals, I refine my heart and look for opportunities. You will be my brother and I will be an immortal; one day I will join the class of immortals.

I will protect your descendants for five hundred years."

He Xiaoman:......

Farewell!

As a rural child who grew up listening to all kinds of strange folk tales and magical shamanism, He Xiaoman understands that this is similar to the fairy family's winding way, which is regarded as the little white snake announcing its home.

He told me where he was practicing, the purpose of his coming, and the blessings he would give his younger brother.

But He Xiaoman is using someone else's body now. She can't make the decision without permission to agree to worship or even establish a court in Liu Xiangxiang's place. How could she, a young mistress from a wealthy family, be passed over by the owner of her universe and become her?

A great dancer?

Not to mention Liu Xiangxiang, even He Xiaoman herself would not be able to agree to this matter. What would she do if what Ma Xian wanted to do conflicted with her mission time or content?

So to bite off more than you can chew, in some cases more golden fingers are not always better.

Suddenly he remembered that this was his boudoir, so He Xiaoman grabbed the bruise pill and pointed at the door: "I don't have any food for you to eat, so hurry up and leave."

The big white snake "hooked" and raised its body, a head taller than He Xiaoman, looking down at her, its eyes full of contempt: "Others can't even ask for this kind of opportunity, but you don't know how to push it away."

?”

"It's not a happy experience, please forgive me."

So far, there is no notice on the bulletin board, which shows that Liu Xiangxiang herself does not recognize the promising career of dancing master.

The big white snake's bulb-like eyes suddenly came over, and the scarlet snake tongue kept hesitating and moving on He Xiaoman's face, as if he would eat up He Xiaoman like noodles if he disagreed with her.

One person and one snake were confronting each other like this, and the atmosphere was very tense.

He Xiaoman's eyes kept moving along with the fork in front of him, staring at him until his eyeballs almost escaped from his sockets.

He Xiaoman suddenly smiled.

Shi Shiran sat back on his bed: "Stop pretending. If you dared to eat me, you would have already started cooking. You are not a believer in so-and-so religion, and you still have to pray before meals."

He Xiaoman's words seemed to break through the disguise of the white snake. After a flash of white light, a shoelace curled up in a ball, like a glowing ball in the dark night.

I guess transformation is also a strenuous task.

"Can I know why you refuse to agree to such a good thing? With me protecting you in such troubled times, you must be rich and safe. I have learned all about you in the past two days, and you are in a very bad situation now.

, they are all looking forward to your death."

No.

He Xiaoman couldn't agree more with this. Liu Xiangxiang had already been killed once.

"Why do you have to choose me if I know such a good thing? There are so many people in this house, and there is even a shaman temple over there, why don't you go find them?"

"Because you are in a desperate situation."

He Xiaoman was speechless.

It makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

A piece of cornmeal pancake may make a hungry beggar fight for it, but a piece of ocean may not make a wealthy gentleman bend down to pick it up. After weighing the pros and cons, Wangzhai Liu Xiangxiang is the cheapest contractor.

The white shoelaces snaked towards He Xiaoman and climbed up the legs of the pear wood bed. He Xiaoman looked at the white shoelaces hovering on his bed with an expressionless face, feeling completely calm and even wanting to laugh.

.

One day she will become a woman who is fearless and invulnerable to all kinds of poisons because of her tasks everywhere.

One person and one snake continued to look at each other, but this time the little white snake seemed to be much weaker in momentum. Both sides of the confrontation understood that this was definitely not due to a change in the size of one side.

"Cunning humans."

The little white snake murmured curses in Liu Xiangxiang's voice.

The joys and sorrows of living beings are not connected. Others are hell. People who are not cunning have already died once.

"Tell me, why did you have to find me?"

"Only you can see me, and I can eat what you give me. So you cooperate with me, okay? I'll make sure you eat well..." A hint of cunning flashed through the little white snake's small vertical pupils.

, and added four meaningful words: "Happy gratitude and enmity."

He Xiaoman smiled.

"I can do this myself, why bother you?"

Her finger hurt, and it was the little snake that opened its mouth and held her finger, but He Xiaoman was not afraid. The momentum of the little white snake had been controlled by He Xiaoman, and now He Xiaoman knew his own value, and the little snake was

It won't hurt her, at least not yet.

Compared with the secretive, perverse and cruel Ghost King, Little White Snake can really be regarded as a good boy.

"I won't give you an orifice, I won't have sex with you, and I won't have descendants, so you can just offer me a stick of incense, right?"

"It's not impossible, but what good can I do? In other words, what are your abilities?"

PS: The book friend circle activity has started. Babies can go to the book review area and post as required to participate in the activity. The 10 best ones will be judged and each will be rewarded with 1,000 points. This is just a little thought from Chacha. It doesn’t have to be all kinds of rainbow farts.

You can also talk freely about your opinions and suggestions on He Xiaoman, as well as the various plane themes that you hope Xiaoman will explore. Anyway, you are welcome to participate in the event. You are all so awesome. Chacha is worried that there will not be enough 10 posts in the end. Thank you for your thanks.
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