The sky is bright, the sun shines through the branches and vines into the tree holes, and the birds outside are singing non-stop.
Ling Bufei endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but cursed: "Why are you howling in mourning so early in the morning? It's so noisy!"
It's a pity that Master Ling has no prestige here. After scolding him, the birds sang even more happily, and his head was so angry.
He turned his head and saw Bai Mengjin take out a wine bottle from his sleeve, and the aroma of wine immediately hit his nostrils.
"Where did you get the wine?" he wondered.
Bai Mengjin blinked: "Brought out by Zhaixinglou."
"..." He looks quiet and well-behaved, but he can actually do such a thing.
Bai Mengjin took out another small wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine, feeling very comfortable.
Ling Bufei looked at it for a while and couldn't help it: "What's the point of drinking alone? Share it with me!"
Looking at each other, Bai Mengjin said innocently: "But, only a little bit..."
For the first time in his life, Master Ling asked someone for a drink, and was refused...
He heard her sigh again: "It's a pity that there are no food and drinks, it's almost boring."
Ling Bufei immediately had an idea: "I'll get you some food to go with the wine, and you share the wine with me."
"Did you bring food?"
"How can I bring these? Baili is usually in charge."
Ling Bufei got up and looked out.
This tree hole is like a small room, with not only a door but also a window, and the birds are chirping and singing lively on the branches outside the window.
Ling Bufei glanced left and right, and finally found a bird's nest above his head, and was overjoyed: "There it is!"
"Be careful, don't go out, there is a barrier!" Bai Mengjin reminded.
"I know." Ling Bufei climbed up the window sill and reached for the bird's nest above.
After trying several times, he found that living people could not enter or exit this barrier, but dead objects were not affected.
So he searched around the house, picked up two suitable branches, and carefully removed the bird's nest.
"There are bird eggs!" Young Master Ling cheered, thinking that you flat-haired beasts have made my head hurt because of the noise, so let the father pay the debt to the son!
The bird that was singing so passionately found out that its nest had been stolen. It suddenly became feathery and raised its crest to grab it.
Ling Bufei hid quickly and entered the barrier. The bird couldn't get in, so he was so angry that he chirped and cursed in bird language.
He let out a breath and felt very happy. He deliberately waved the egg in front of the bird: "Come on, come on! If you have the ability, come in and get it!"
He walked in and out of the edge of the barrier very shamelessly.
The bird didn't have its wits about it, and after being provoked by him, it kept pecking at the barrier. Of course, it didn't move at all, and its cry became even worse.
Ling Bufei laughed loudly, and suddenly there was a "pop" sound, and a piece of bird droppings fell down and smeared on his hand...
"Phew!" Bai Mengjin laughed out loud. It turned out that the mysterious and noble Ling Sect Master had such a bad character when he was eighteen years old.
Ling Bufei's face turned black, he shook it twice and rubbed it against the tree wall for a while, but it still smelled like shit.
"Here, let me put some water for you." Seeing that he had entertained her today, Bai Mengjin was very kind-hearted.
She used the dust purification technique, and used the magic to gather water, and asked him to clean it back and forth several times. Master Ling's face finally became less ugly.
"Dead bird, if it couldn't get out, I would have roasted it!" Ling Bufei gritted his teeth.
"You've already given birth to a litter of her children. Doesn't it mean she's at a disadvantage?"
Ling Bufei thought about it right, so he stopped being angry and started thinking about it while holding the bird's nest in his hands: "How do you eat this? How about roasting it?"
"Won't it explode if you bake it like this?"
"Don't worry, I promise it won't explode."
So Sect Master Ling Shao enthusiastically dragged out hay, picked leaves and fruits from outside, squeezed out the juice with skillful techniques, and roasted the eggs. From beginning to end, she was only asked to use magic to light a fire.
Bai Mengjin found it strange that she had lived for thousands of years in her previous life and had never been involved in anything other than cultivation. She didn't expect that the pampered Young Master Ling would still do such things.
When the eggs were almost cooked, Ling Bufei threaded them with a thin skewer and handed them to her: "Try it."
Bai Mengjin took the first bite with suspicion. He thought it was tasteless, but it actually tasted sweet and sour.
"How is it?" Ling Bufei looked at her expectantly.
Bai Mengjin swallowed the bird's egg, took out a cup, and poured him wine.
Ling Bufei was so happy that he first smelled the fragrance, then tasted it, and finally savored it.
"The boss of Zhaixinglou gave me a jar of fine wine before, but I only drank two sips. I didn't expect that now..." Master Ling shook his head and sighed. In just one day, his life has been turned upside down. Let alone wine, he can't even drink water.
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Bai Mengjin poured him another cup: "Can't you drink it now? There are also burning bird eggs!"
"You're right." Ling Bufei drank another glass, "It tastes not bad either."
Bai Mengjin picked a roasted fruit to eat and asked him: "How do you know this is edible? Have you tasted it before?"
Speaking of this, Ling Bufei was very proud: "Up and down Wuji Mountain, there is nothing that I don't know about what can and cannot be eaten. I can't practice anyway. When I was a child, I took Baili with me and traveled to every mountain.
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When Bai Mengjin heard this, he didn't know whether he had more admiration or sympathy.
It would be difficult for Sect Master Ling to maintain a normal mind if he were to be in someone else's situation. In the world of immortal cultivation, what's the difference between being unable to practice and being a useless person? It's rare that he can still have fun on his own. It doesn't matter if he has more airs. No wonder Wuji Sect
Then tolerate him.
"Don't you complain?" Bai Mengjin propped up his chin and looked sideways at him, "I was born unable to practice, and I didn't even have the chance to choose."
"What are you complaining about?" Ling Bufei gnawed off the last bird's egg on the sign, "I blame my mother for being loyal to her duties and rushing to the battlefield when she was about to give birth, or blame her for being too generous and willing to sacrifice herself to save my life?"
He threw away the sign and clapped his hands: "Some people are lucky enough to be alive, and they have no right to complain about the world."
Living is the greatest luck... Bai Mengjin savored these words, picked up the wine glass and drank it slowly.
Ling Bufei put out the fire and swept away the leaves. After the aftermath was done, he sat for a while and suddenly said: "I find you are quite interesting."
Bai Mengjin raised his head and met his scrutinizing gaze.
"Last night, you hid behind Ji Xingge and asked her to stand up for you. You always pinched your throat when you spoke, as if others would cry if you spoke louder." He showed a playful smile, "You pretend to be pitiful on purpose, don't you?
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"No way." Bai Mengjin looked away as if nothing had happened, "You were so fierce at that time, I was really scared."
"Haha." Master Ling ignored her denial and said to himself, "However, this method is quite useful. I often did this when I was in the sect."
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"When those elders say something unpleasant, I pretend to be pitiful. I cry for my mother first, then for my grandfather, and they become honest."