The spicy oil from Mao's belly stained Guifeng's lips and the corners of Meng Xiaoni's eyes red.
Meng Xiaoni put her head down and slipped the fish roe and shrimp into her mouth.
The full-grained fish roe quietly burst the fresh and salty taste on the tip of Meng Xiaoni's tongue, and along the esophagus, quietly penetrated into her heart. The chili pepper stained on the springy shrimp slide was slightly spicy, which confused Meng Xiaoni's mind.
She thought about those lips, thought about them, and decided that it would be better to leave them behind.
She thought about when she seemed to be instilling strength just now, and felt that it was different from before.
That bit of power seemed to flow out of her body like a stream of water, and then entered the chopsticks and then into the food.
I don't know if she wants power to enter the food, so there is nothing left on the chopsticks...
Um
Meng Xiaoni was stunned, slowly savoring what she had just discovered.
Can she feel the power of the medium
Meng Xiaoni swallowed the shrimp slips, raised her head with a little surprise, and quickly boiled a lot of ingredients down.
Then she stirred with chopsticks, concentrating on instilling strength into it.
The stars on the bottom of the hot pot underneath are stained with some power, like the Milky Way in the sky at night. The ingredients that are in direct contact with the chopsticks have the most energy mixed in, followed by those that are rubbed by the soup or other foods.
They are all dead things, and the utensils will be infected with a little power by accident.
But these forces... are fading in the medium.
In other words, it is as if the heat added to the food, as time goes by, the heat gradually dissipates, leaving only the original existence without difference.
Xiao Bailong is on the side: "Oh?"
Meng Xiaoni came back to her senses, and divided some of the food she had cooked into Xiaobailong's bowl, and then divided it into Guifeng's bowl.
I still didn't stay.
Guifeng scalded the kelp seedlings in the pot.
This kind of food is cooked in eight seconds, and he quickly picked it up and put it into Meng Xiaoni's bowl: "Don't just focus on cooking."
Meng Xiaoni silently ate the kelp seedlings.
A meal of hot pot made Xiao Bailong very excited, Guifeng reluctantly, and Meng Xiaoni paid attention to her own strength regulation and distribution throughout the whole process.
Check out and leave the store.
Little Bailong was full, and collapsed in Guifeng's arms.
Meng Xiaoni, who was still thinking about things, didn't realize at all that the place where they first landed was still far away from the place where they wanted to watch the dance.
Guifeng and Meng Xiaoni didn't go to remote places, but they used some tricks on themselves, and then moved from one street in the city to another street.
Check-in has started.
Guifeng took Meng Xiaoni to the ticket gate.
The little white dragon turned into a dragon obediently, and continued to slump on the ghost phoenix's head while invisible.
After eating, he thought: I seem to have gained a lot of weight recently, if I slump on Meng Xiaoni's head, Meng Xiaoni's neck might not be able to bear it.
Humans are really fragile creatures.
The seat layout, Meng Xiaoni's position is simply perfect, the front row is in the middle.
Simply the best view.
One person and one bird sat down, almost sitting in the middle of the entire theater.
There was no one on the stage yet, and the screens on both sides were displaying some information about the dance, and people came in one after another from the surrounding area.
Meng Xiaoni sat down, hooked her left finger with her right hand, and finally decided to ask Guifeng: "Guifeng, is it possible for human beings to become stronger and stronger?"
Guifeng: "Huh?"
Meng Xiaoni: "I seem to have seen my power before I have fully grasped it."
A little spot of light in the soup base, everything that can be touched will be stained a little bit, and it will become brighter. This is probably the reason why ghosts can taste hot pot in the human world when the bottom of her hot pot is done.
She couldn't see it before, so she didn't think much about it.
The place where I try the most is to try to instill more or less power, and finally rely on ghosts, phoenixes or other ghosts to distinguish.
Now that she could see it, she was in a mess.
Thinking about this, thinking about that, thinking about something unknown.
Guifeng replied to her: "Humans will always evolve. Go to the underworld at night, and you can study further."
Meng Xiaoni nodded.
When it was almost time, the lights in the theater gradually dimmed. First, there was a set of extremely common announcements, telling everyone what to watch, and then the music gradually sounded, and the stage opened.
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The greatest charm of local modern dance lies in the combination of modern artistry and traditional culture.
Especially for this wild dance, many of the performers have not received traditional dance training, and they have yearning and thirst for the region, nature, and life in their bones.
Xiao Bailong watched there, a little dumbfounded.
Guifeng watched the scene and said nothing.
Meng Xiaoni gradually got out of her entanglement and was pulled out by the dance in front of her. She seemed to have walked into the area of Yunnan slowly, feeling the local customs and desires.
The two-hour dance program, like a movie, has its own origins and transitions.
When Guifeng was in the middle of the game, she said to Meng Xiaoni: "Most people in the past didn't know how to learn well-behaved dances systematically. Most of the folks danced by themselves. Pray to the gods, celebrate the harvest, and pray to the gods. Loved ones show love."
Meng Xiaoni remembered that Guifeng was in the underworld all year round.
She asked Guifeng: "Can people dance after death?"
Guifeng: "When the underworld was first built, everything hadn't been established yet, and reincarnation was just created. People have nothing to do after death, and many people can dance. There is no bonfire, and they dance around the magma."
Meng Xiaoni remembered that Guifeng lived in the crater.
I'm afraid it's not condescending, and I found a group of ghosts dancing disco in front of my house.
She couldn't help laughing.
After watching the dance, everyone left.
Guifeng and Meng Xiaoni, after most of the crowd receded, also left their seats and followed the crowd.
Meng Xiaoni asked, "Does it look good?"
Guifeng: "Yes."
Meng Xiaoni nodded.
She tilted her head and thought about it, and sure enough, even if a man and a woman came out on a date, if they had no idea, there would be no progress in their relationship.
After leaving the theater, it was completely dark outside.
The street lights were shining, and many people walked together to the nearby public transportation facilities. Others decided to take a taxi and leave.
Meng Xiaoni followed Guifeng and walked back together.
It will take a long time to go back.
Guifeng asked Meng Xiaoni, "Where do you want to sit?"
Meng Xiaoni took out her mobile phone to check the time: "Go find a milk tea shop."
Guifeng listened to Meng Xiaoni's thoughts.
Meng Xiaoni opened the software, searched around, then opened the map, and pulled Guifeng's sleeve: "Follow me."
Guifeng looked down at his sleeve.
If she hadn't taken the initiative to hand over her hand, Meng Xiaoni would not have taken the initiative to hold his hand.
Humanity…
One person, one bird, one dragon, went from one date place to the next.
Up to now, the emotional progress is still at the same place.
There are many beverage shops in the urban area, mainly milk tea and yogurt.
The milk tea shop that Meng Xiaoni is eyeing is quite interesting. When the milk tea is taken out, there is a big fresh milk top, which tastes like imported butter. Guifeng also bought a cup, but it was for Xiao Bailong. It was pink and tender and full of girlish strawberry cream flavor.
Xiao Bailong was carried into his seat, holding his own milk tea, and drank it happily.
Meng Xiaoni was also holding it beside her, her eyes narrowed from drinking.
There is no such milk tea shop in Fengdu.
Guifeng looked at one big and one small, moved neatly, then turned his head away, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xiao Bailong drank and drank: "I want to play with my phone."
He blinked and looked at Meng Xiaoni: "I can use the earphone."
Meng Xiaoni took out her mobile phone and earphones to Xiao Bailong: "When I have time, I'll buy you a mobile phone."
Xiao Bailong was a little moved, but also felt a little troublesome: "I have no place to put it."
Guifeng took out a cloth bag beside him: "Hang it on your waist."
Xiao Bailong and Meng Xiaoni looked at Xiao Jin Nang together.
This kit looks strangely small, and it doesn't seem like it can put down the phone.
Guifeng said casually: "It can hold forty square meters, don't lose it."
He played it lightly, as if this little tip was not important at all.
Little Bailong's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head.
Meng Xiaoni was a little envious.
However, this kind of thing does not seem to be suitable for humans to carry with them.
Even if human beings can evolve, they cannot evolve like ghosts and phoenixes.
Thinking this way, Meng Xiaoni continued to sip her milk tea.
Milk tea is very sweet, but there must still be a bitter taste of tea in it.
When it was time, Meng Xiaoni finished her milk tea and went back together with Guifeng and Xiaobailong.
Guifeng was still using blindfolds, and everything around them changed as they walked.
The road has become a road around Fengdu Hot Pot Restaurant.
Guifeng sent Meng Xiaoni to the door of the hot pot restaurant.
The hot pot restaurant is also open tonight.
The ghosts queuing at the door greeted Meng Xiaoni one after another: "Hi, little boss!"
Meng Xiaoni greeted all the ghosts with a smile: "Hello, eat more at night."
A group of people responded with a smile.
Meng Xiaoni opened the door, locked it, went upstairs, went to Meng's father and mother's room to say hello to the two, and finally ran back to her own room.
The ghost phoenix and the little white dragon had turned into a bird and a dragon, one crouched on the bed and the other collapsed on the bed.
The little white dragon didn't move, and said there: "I'm so full. Will I become a western dragon, the kind with a big belly!"
Guifeng gave Longtou a wing: "Then go lose weight."
Xiao Bailong: "I... I tried to convert my power."
Losing weight sounds brutal!
Seeing them like this, Meng Xiaoni smiled, then took her pajamas and ran to take a bath.
In the bathroom, Meng Xiaoni was running hot water, standing motionless under the shower.
She sighed deeply.
Meng's father and mother are very fond of ghosts and phoenixes. But it is impossible for her to be with Guifeng now.
Look, go on a date and nothing happens.
In Guifeng's heart, even if he is a somewhat special human being at most, he is still an ordinary human being. It is possible to be friends, but it is too difficult to be a friend.
They assist, but they can't assist any offense at all.
Meng Xiaoni closed her eyes and raised her head: How can I become a very powerful human being, a human worthy of the Phoenix
To what extent can the power of the soul evolve
Maybe after becoming a ghost, she and Guifeng will be more likely.
Meng Xiaoni laughed.
Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridgehead.
Meng Xiaoni thought this way, after taking a bath, she became the same Meng Xiaoni as before.
She put on her pajamas and went back to the room, and lay down comfortably: "Good night. See you in hell."
Guifeng: "Good night, see you in hell."
Little White Dragon: "Good night! See you in hell!"
Meng Xiaoni closed her eyes.
The author has something to say: Meng Xiaoni: qaq has low self-esteem, when will I become as powerful as Guifeng!