When the golden pheasant hurried to Xiaozhulou, Song Xi was washing clothes by the river not far away.
He heard the birds in the valley say that a man and a woman came here. The man looked like a middle-aged man and the woman looked like a girl.
girl?
Could it be that the cat is back?
Looking at the open door of Xiaozhulou, Jinji couldn't restrain his excitement. He even walked to the bedroom door on the first floor to see if it was the same aunt as last time.
The aunt didn't see it, and neither did the cat.
"Who are you looking for?" a male voice came from the side and behind.
A middle-aged man stood there with a hoe in his hand and asked.
Golden Pheasant couldn't help but sweat. He didn't notice such a big person standing there. If there was a hunting cat there, his life would be in danger.
"I'm looking for a cat, uh~ a girl, about this tall, with big eyes." The golden pheasant gestured, and the hurried look showed his inner excitement.
Feizhu looked at the man in red who was described as beautiful in front of him, and a layer of doubt enveloped his heart.
When I was writing the book, I just wrote about how Song Xi's skills increased greatly after retreating. Just like in all novels, masters work hard to improve alone in a closed space, practicing in addition to practicing.
Unlike Song Xi, in addition to practicing martial arts, he also seemed to attract a lot of flowers, snakes, monkeys, tigers, etc. There was also a beautiful man who didn't know what kind of animal appeared in front of him.
I made the setting out of selfish considerations. There were no humans except animals in the secret realm.
Where did so many animals that can transform come from? Even if they transform into different shapes, they can also be transformed into handsome boys with different styles. If you put any of them in the real world, they would look like idols, right?
Is the plot itself so naughty? Although it does not affect the main plot, it does affect the mood of the creator, okay?
Flying Pig remained calm, knocked the dirt on his shoes, picked up the hoe and put it in the trash can.
"Oh, you're talking about my daughter. She went to do laundry." Feizhu said with a straight face. "Who are you?"
"My name is Jin Xiu, and I practiced with Ling Ai for a while." Jin Ji spoke carefully. "She also saved me once, otherwise I would have been buried in the belly of an eagle."
Flying Pig nodded. At this time, the wild cat saw Flying Pig coming back, ran over and jumped on him to look at the Golden Pheasant.
The golden pheasant took a deep look at it and looked away.
"Or is this the one you are looking for? She is my second daughter." Feizhu gestured to the civet cat in his hand.
"No, it's a big orange with a flowery arm." The golden pheasant clarified.
"How long have you been practicing together?"
"It's been about half a year, and I have benefited a lot from her guidance. I heard that you are back, and I want to express my gratitude."
In the conversation between the two of them, Feizhu experienced early the feeling of a father-in-law meeting his son-in-law.
No, stop it, let’s get into the fun.
After the two were silent for a while, thank God, Song Xi came back, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The golden pheasant greeted her happily and was about to take the barrel in her hand. He coughed and retracted his hand again.
"Golden Pheasant, are you here?" Song Xi was also very happy to see him, after all, they had practiced together for so long.
"Ah, I'm a fat cat." She suddenly remembered that she had never shown her human form in front of her before, so she added.
Jin Ji was embarrassed to say that he had secretly watched a fashion show on the day she successfully transformed. He was the first person to see her current appearance, so he could only say, "I didn't expect you to be so beautiful after transforming."
"I didn't expect that the person who took the clothes was actually you." Song Xi rolled her eyes at him and decided to settle the old score.
The golden pheasant was suddenly at a loss, and when he thought of the situation at that time, his face turned red with embarrassment.
"Daughter, it's noon, it's time to cook." Feizhu's voice came from the house, his eyes blinking at Song Xi.
"Ask your second daughter to do it." Song Xi brushed Feizhu.
"I'm just teasing you." After Song Xi finished speaking, he turned to the Golden Pheasant and said, "Can you cook? Why don't you cook today's lunch?"
Jin Ji's face was full of embarrassment. How could he cook? But what did he say when he pestered Song Xi? I'm here to apologize. I can do anything you ask me to do.
"I...can learn."
Song Xi was a small-minded person. He immediately returned the arrogance that he had suffered before. He felt very happy and hummed a song while hanging his clothes to dry.
Later, I actually taught him how to do it step by step. Fortunately, the practitioner has a good memory and good understanding. After teaching him once, he actually did it well by drawing inferences from one example.
"What a waste of natural resources, are you willing to let such a beautiful man smoke and smoke around the stove?" Feizhu said sarcastically.
"You are willing to let a beautiful woman like me sit around the stove smoking, why can't I?" Song Xi replied.
Feizhu glanced at her guiltily. It seemed that he had never regarded her as a delicate little girl. Why?
I was looking at the soul through the body, and her soul was not a delicate little girl, he finally came to the conclusion.
But let me enjoy it as I please for half a year. I don’t know who will do it for whom in the future. So Feizhu thought.
From that day on, the golden pheasant came to the small bamboo house to be busy during the day, and returned to the nest of the big tree in the valley at night. The small bamboo house with three people made Feizhu feel extremely crowded.
One day, Song Xi noticed that the cat at home seemed to be spending less and less time at home recently, and the golden pheasants came less often. She thought maybe they were busy with other things, so she didn't pay attention.
The golden pheasant has been a little annoyed recently. His "second daughter" the civet cat comes to pester him every day when he has nothing to do.
The two of them knew each other before, because Lao Niu did not accept female practitioners, and Li Huamao actually touched the threshold of practice with his own understanding.
Golden Pheasant occasionally gives her advice, so the two of them can still be considered friends.
Jin Ji was not surprised at all when he saw her in Xiaozhulou. With her desire to practice, getting close to this fairy that the old cow talked about was something she could do.
Didn’t I have impure motives before?
Everyone relied on their abilities, so he didn't say much.
It was okay to live in peace and harmony at first, but why does she keep coming to my place lately?
"I just suddenly felt one day that you are simply a god in my mind, and I can't look down on anyone else." Cihuamao replied.
"Are you mentally ill?" Jin Ji suddenly wanted to curse.
"What do you like about me? Can't I change it?" Jin Ji reluctantly said that classic sentence.
"I don't know, maybe it's God's guidance." The civet cat looked infatuated.
Day by day, Golden Pheasant couldn't stand it anymore, and now he finally understood how Song Xi felt when he ran away in the middle of the night.
One day, Golden Pheasant secretly told Song Xi that he wanted to improve his cultivation.