The old ancestor looked at the expression of the little girl, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, hummed.
Chu Ci: ...
"Then I can pick up everything."
This causal relationship is much easier to judge. The ancestor nodded without even thinking, "Well, then everything is yours."
Chu Ci: ... No, why is your theory more overbearing and unreasonable than mine? ? … Why? No, I am reasonable, I am very reasonable.
Chabai, who sensed Chu Ci's psychology: Pooh!
Chu Ci blinked her big eyes, stretched out her soft voice and let out an ah, then raised her finger and pointed to her little head, and said in an indescribable way, "Is there something wrong with you here?"
Could it be that he fell from the sky and fell stupid
Shouldn't it
I heard that to reach his level of cultivation, the physical strength should be very strong, how could it be possible to fall out of a pit and fall stupidly.
Or is there a problem with the Thunder Tribulation
Chu Ci jumped down from the stage, walked up to him again, and tentatively raised her hand to poke his face.
Immediately afterwards, he was stopped by him again.
The old ancestor frowned slightly, his expression was still calm, but he could see some displeasure, "No problem."
Although he didn't communicate much with others, the ancestor still knew that the little girl was scolding him for being out of his mind.
Now that you've said that...
Chu Ci pursed her lips and pulled her hand back with a little effort.
"Don't you need to tell your companions?"
Chu Ci blinked her big eyes, and finally gave a friendly reminder.
But the guy in front of him couldn't accept the key information, he seemed a little puzzled, his frizzy hair was slightly fried, and there was still dust on his face that Chu Ci had just smeared with bad intentions.
Just looking at Chu Ci like this, "Tell them what to do?"
In the senses of the ancestor, he just went through a strange calamity. Anyway, the soul lamp in the fairy gate has not been extinguished. These people can do whatever they want to do. What will he do next? What can we tell them?
The ancestor thought so naturally.
Chu Ci blinked his eyes, paused, followed his train of thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he nodded as well, and then the two of them started the tragic journey of the disciples of the immortal sect together.
After listening to the conversation between the two, I became clear: You two are poisonous...
It's okay if the brain circuit is so aligned.
"Then you tidy up yourself first?"
Chu Ci blinked her eyes and tilted her head, "If you want to stay, you have to work part-time."
In fact, there is only one problem to consider.
To keep this person, she will definitely stay, but even in the plane of cultivating immortals, eating is still a big deal, and she still doesn't know how to cook, which is also a big deal.
Bai Xingjian paused, thought for a while, although he hadn't cooked yet, but felt the aura here, and then looked at the little girl in front of him who gave him an inexplicable sense of closeness, and finally nodded.
A friendly consensus was reached, and both of them were satisfied. Chu Ci got up and started her daily routine, watering the ground.
And Linggu's new migrant worker ancestor got up from the bed and came to the little girl's vanity mirror.
Seeing the picture in front of him, he paused.
Then he raised his hand, wiped the dust off his cheeks, and rubbed the dust on his fingertips, thinking that the little girl's hand seemed to have touched at this position just now.