On that day, he asked Wu Dai for advice seven times.
Wu Dai went from being dismissive, to furious, to solemn, and finally, he lost his temper. Forty-two wounds were left on his body, which was bloody.
Xiao Feng waved his sleeves and walked in an extremely chic manner. He sat by the stone table and waited for a long time before he was sure that the boy had really left.
Painful, he swept his eyes and saw the package sent by Qing Kui on the stone table.
The package has been opened by Xiaofeng. There are many bottles and jars inside. Seeing that there was really no one around, Wu Dai tapped the tabletop a few times as if nothing had happened, and approached the medicine bag with his fingers. He rolled it up like a thief, stuffed it into his arms, and fled all the way back to the room.
He closed the door and window, quietly opened the medicine bag, found the external wound medicine, and quickly applied it to his wound.
After a while, the wound felt a sense of coolness, and the pain stopped instantly.
This thing works! !
Wudai stared wide-eyed, stared at it for a long time, and was too busy to apply medicine to the other wounds. Those disturbing pains are gone, the wound is no longer bleeding, and scabs are forming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But there are really too many wounds on his body - a total of forty-two wounds! Where can Qing Kui imagine it? !
So the medicine was gone soon, but there were still more than a dozen wounds. Wu Dai stared at the empty medicine bag—women are stingy when they do things, don't you know how to send more medicine? !
Tianpa Courtyard.
Fairy Biqiong said: "Your sister is really a disaster. Just a few days after arriving in the Mozu, the Mozu Grand Highness and the Third Highness have already attracted the jealousy of her."
Ye Tan swallowed the last mouthful of buns, and asked, "Wanxia Tingyin, do you want to give it or not?"
Bidome hesitated and said, "I want to ask my mother god."
Ye Tan sneered: "I know you haven't been weaned yet, and you have to go home and ask your mother when you encounter problems."
Biqiong said angrily: "Who said that! If you give it to you, I will give it to you, but you have to write a letter in your own hand, and I will pass it to her for you. Otherwise, how can she trust you?"
Ye Tan took the pen directly: "What to write, say!"
Bi Qiong was stunned when she came to this point, and said for a long time: "Just write down that you handed over to her Wanxia to listen to the music."
Ye Tan complied, wrote a letter, and handed it to her directly: "Seal and hand it over. After the magic weapon is ready, let me have a look."
Although Bi Qiong was dissatisfied with her order-like tone, but the handle was hard-won, she quickly accepted it.
Ye Tan said again: "By the way, you must be well informed when you are walking in the Heavenly Palace. Have you heard that any fairy has a new interesting pet?"
"Pet?" Biqiong took her handwritten letter, but she was in a good mood, and said enthusiastically, "I haven't heard of it. What kind of pet are you looking for? Let me ask for you."
Damn it, can Di Lan disappear out of thin air
Ye Tan was so worried that her head was getting dizzy, but she couldn't talk to Bi Qiong, so she could only shake her head: "Forget it."
But bursts of laughter came from Nongqing Pavilion.
Ziwu held a ball in her hand, threw it far away, and then commanded her pet: "Hurry up and pick it up!!"
Di Lanjue's eyes widened—how dare you let me play such a poor game? ! Are you crazy? !
It didn't move at all, and Ziwu couldn't help being suspicious: "It's over, you don't seem to be very intelligent. Didn't Erlang God say that it is easy for a dog to learn to pick up a ball?"
Di Lanjue groaned, with a look of despair on his face.
He didn't move, so Ziwu had no choice but to pick up the ball by himself. Then she raised her hand and threw it out again: "Go pick it up. Pick it up, can you understand me?"
Of course Di Lanjue was too lazy to understand, Ziwu thought for a long time, and Xian'e reminded him: "Xianjun, do we have to show it?"
When Zi Wu thought about it, it made sense. She threw the ball, then got on all fours, crawled over, picked it up with her mouth, and returned to her original position. Then she turned her head and asked Di Lanjue: "See, that's how you pick up the ball! Have you learned it?"
Di Lanjue didn't seem to want to live very much. Ziwu took the ball several times by herself, and Xian'e came up with an idea: "Xianjun, is it because we didn't give it a name?"
"Ah, yes!" Ziwu picked up Di Lanjue, looked around, and said, "Look at your colorful appearance, from now on you will be called Ah Cai. Did you hear that?"
Di Lanjue rolled her eyes, wishing she could go deaf!
Since you can't learn to pick up the ball, you have to learn something else.
Ziwu patted the floor and said, "Come on, Ah Cai, sit down."
While talking, she went to touch Di Lanjue's tiger's ass. Di Lan was so angry that she bit her hand backhandedly. It's a pity that a mouthful of deciduous teeth can't bite through the body of the dignified fairy. Ziwu patted its mouth lightly: "No biting! You have to be a polite dog, you know?"
Di Lan never wanted to bite someone, she wanted to chew her alive!
He bared his teeth, but unfortunately his roar also had a milky sound, which was not deterrent.
Ziwu stretched out her hand and continued to teach: "A Cai, shake hands!"
Di Lan refused to stretch out her claws, and Zi Wu said, "Don't you like shaking hands too? Then... turn around?"
So busy until the evening, Ziwu combed Di Lan's hair and sighed: "Ah Cai, ah Cai, why are you so stupid. You have studied for a whole day, but you haven't learned anything."
Di Lan gave her a blank look, not wanting to talk to a fool.
Ziwu picked him up, mouth to mouth, and kissed him with a snap. Di Lanjue turned her head abruptly—my first kiss! Then it heard Ziwu say: "But it's okay. The master loves you the most, and won't stop giving you milk just because you have low intelligence!"
Di Lanjue slowly widened her eyes—drinking milk! Then how will this young master meet people? !
Di Lan panicked, kicking and scratching with all four claws.
But Ziwu hugged her, comforting her while walking briskly to the foot of a stalactite. The stalactite is in the shape of a lotus flower, dripping down with snow-white water drops, forming a puddle below. Ziwu bent down to scoop up the white stone milk inside: "It's hard to find milk in the heavens. This is stone milk. It's delicious. Many gods drank this when they were young. Try it."
She fed the milk to Di Lanjue's mouth, and Di Lanjue turned his head abruptly—eldest sister, demons grow slowly in the first place. Just because I'm small doesn't mean I'm still breastfeeding understand? !
He refused to drink, so Zi Wu could only hold him down, and poured down: "You are so young, you will die if you don't drink milk, you know that?"
Di Lanjue's response was to spray her head and face with a puff. Zi Wu let out a cry of alarm and frantically wiped away the stains all over her body. Di Lanjue snorted and licked her lips with her tongue. Um? He lowered his head suspiciously and looked at the plate—this stone milk tastes good!
He took a small lick, then lowered his head, kicking the ground hard with his two short legs, licking more and more happily.
There is such a delicious thing in heaven...
"Oh, drink it slowly, don't choke." Zi Wu slowly stroked his hair and said, "Little thing, where did you come from?"
Di Lanjue sneered—after so long, you have thought of something serious. But it doesn't matter, this girl is really not smart, she just needs to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Not even an explanation.
Sure enough, Ziwu quickly solved the problem by herself. She scratched his ears and said, "Oh, you can't speak, so it's useless to ask you."