Houtu, wearing a white dress, stepped on a pair of snow-white sneakers, and walked carefully with his long black hair cut into a nice hairstyle.
Looking at Houtu's appearance, it was obvious that she was afraid that her beloved shoes would get dirty. By the time she returned to the hill where the Wu people lived, the sky had already darkened.
These people of the Wu tribe live in caves, and they look like primitive people, but these Wu tribe people are strong and strong, like human-shaped beasts, and when the Houtu in this outfit returns to the top of the mountain, Naturally, all the witches were attracted by her, or in other words, all of them were attracted by Houtu's beautiful clothes and shoes.
For these witches, the beauty of this kind of clothes is completely beyond their imagination.
"Little...little sister...?" Dijiang and the other ancestor witches were naturally attracted to Houtu, looking at Houtu, Dijiang and the others hardly dared to recognize each other.
Compared with the surrounding witches wearing animal skins and leaves, wearing dresses and white sneakers, Houtu and them are like people from two worlds.
"Well, brother, I'm back..." Houtu said with a smile on his face and nodded heavily.
While talking, looking at the familiar people around him looking at him with expressions of surprise and envy, the little vanity in Hou Tu's heart was greatly satisfied.
"Hey, what are you wearing on your body? It's not animal skins, and it's not leaves...".
Di Jiang's gaze was obviously also attracted by the clothes Houtu was wearing. After carefully examining them for a moment, he couldn't tell what material the dress was made of. Anyway, it was very beautiful, and there were a few flowers dotted on the white dress The beautiful little flower is even more ingenious.
"I don't know either. Brother Dongfang Yu gave it to me. I like it very much." Touching the dress on her body, the smooth fabric feels very comfortable to the touch. It is not comparable to animal fur and leaves. , There was a smile on Houtu's face.
"Dongfang Jade..." Hearing this, Di Jiang frowned slightly.
For this guy who can't see through, Di Jiang always feels a little uneasy in his heart. Compared with other people, Di Jiang, who is the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, is born with a more mature heart. And a very magical guy, Dijiang is much more defensive against him than other witches.
There is such a reason why the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, and Di Jiang was born to understand it. Moreover, Dongfang Yu purposely lives nearby. Who knows if he has other thoughts
However, Dongfang Yu saved Houtu after all, and seeing that Houtu liked Dongfang Yu very much, Di Jiang would not say anything, nodded and let Houtu rest.
For these witches who lived in the primitive life style, they had to rest when it got dark, which was something they were all used to.
However, when he returned to the cave where he usually lives, looking at the dark environment inside, Houtu couldn't help but think of the lamp in Dongfang Yu's room. It's amazing.
Looking at the place where he slept covered with leaves and plants, Houtu remembered the sofa he was sitting on before, it was very soft, it must be very comfortable to sleep on, right
Looking at the place where he usually sleeps, Hou Tu even hesitated to lie down. He was wearing a white dress, and he was afraid that it would get dirty if he lay down...
Of course, Dongfang Yu didn't know what Houtu thought.
Not to mention that the existence of Houtu is respectable, in fact, even without the identity of Houtu, Dongfang Yu would treat her as a younger sister, just like the little deer she met in the plane of the dead brother. Even Xiao Lu had no one to take care of her in her own plane, Dongfang Yu brought her back to the real world.
However, after coming to Dongfang Yu's practice hut, this fantasy journey took root in Houtu's heart like a seed, and she couldn't forget it at all. Early the next morning, Looking at the wild fruits and fresh meat brought to him by his second elder brother Zhu Jiuyin, Hou Tu couldn't eat any more after just one bite.
Ordinarily, Houtu never regarded eating as enjoyment, it was like breathing, just for simple survival, but after eating a bowl of instant noodles at Dongfangyu, Houtu realized that it was delicious It is also very enjoyable to eat the food.
"By the way, brother Dongfang Yu said yesterday that as long as I want, I can go to him anytime...".
After reluctantly eating a fruit, the raw meat couldn't be eaten no matter what. Hou Tu still missed the taste of instant noodles, and immediately his eyes lit up, and he bounced down the mountain.
Zhu Jiuyin looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. He looked at the back soil that was bouncing away, and then looked at staying behind. He ate and scratched his head. Why did you eat so little today.
In the morning, the cyborg Xiaohong cooked a pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat. The thick porridge was thick and sprinkled with a little chopped green onion. The aroma was compelling.
When Houtu came to Dongfangyu's hut, Dongfangyu naturally greeted her with a smile to eat together. On the dining table, Houtu and Dongfangyu sat opposite each other. It seemed that although the breakfast was not very rich, it was just porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat It's nothing more than a little mustard shreds, but even so, this is a rare delicacy for the red queen.
The porridge drank three full bowls, and at the end of the drink, Poros next to him touched his stomach.
Well, as a servant myself, it seems that I have to solve the breakfast this morning by myself. Originally, I should have my own portion of this porridge, but it seems that it is gone.
"Well, it seems that the meals in the future will need to be cooked for four people..." the person next to him made a humanoid Xiaohong, thinking silently in his heart.
She could see that, if there were no accidents, from now on, Houtu would come here for a meal.
"Ah, I'm so full, it's so delicious..." After eating three bowls of thin pork porridge with preserved egg and shredded mustard, Houtu touched his bulging belly and lay down on the back like a salted fish , narrowing his eyes in satisfaction.
This is the real eating. Those wild fruits and raw meat on the mountain are not eating.
"If you like it, come here to eat in the future..." Seeing Houtu's satisfied appearance, Dongfang Yu smiled slightly and said.
For Dongfang Yu, it was just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks. As long as Houtu was willing to eat, Dongfang Yu would not be so stingy.
"Really? Brother Dongfang, you are so kind to me..." Hearing Dongfang Yu's words, Houtu was so happy that he almost jumped up, looking very excited.
In the days that followed, Houtu often ran to Dongfang Yu's cultivation hut, and gradually figured out the rules of Dongfang Yu. She refused to miss one of the three meals a day.
Fortunately, the place where Dongfang Yu lives is not far from where these witches are, and Houtu is one of the twelve ancestor witches. Even if her strength has not yet grown up, it is still not a problem for her to hurry Yes, not much time to waste.
Therefore, in the next half month, Houtu would go to Dongfang Yu at least three times a day, and gradually, he also became fascinated by entertainment methods such as TV dramas. Yu is here waiting for the next meal and won't go back.
Gradually, Houtu spent more time with Dongfang Yu than she did with the Wu Clan.
Regarding this situation in Houtu, other ancestor witches, even the witch tribe, naturally saw it. At the beginning, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others didn't think much about it, thinking that Houtu was just grateful for Dongfang Yu. Because of his life-saving grace, it's all just being close to him, and Dongfang Yu has never done anything unfavorable to Houtu, or even to the Wu clan.
But today, Houtu stayed with Dongfang Yu for a longer time, and spent less time with the Wu Clan, which made it difficult for Di Jiang and others to accept.
There is a situation in modern society. For example, if you have a daughter who has been raised for more than 20 years and has always lived at home, she is a family member. But when the daughter gets married, she will leave with another man. No matter what, As a parent, or even as a sibling, there can be a sense of loss.
It was the sense of loss that one's own family had become someone else's family.
For Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others, the existence of Houtu is equivalent to their family members. Gradually, Houtu stayed with Dongfang Yu for a longer time, and the time to return to the Wu clan became shorter and longer. The less, this kind of feeling made them feel a sense of gap in their hearts that their little sister was kidnapped by others.
This sense of gap made these ancestral witches resent Dongfang Yu more or less in their hearts.
After all, the heavens and the earth were first opened at this time, and these ancestral witches have only been born for more than two years. They have no concept of marriage at all, and have never seen those women who marry other people's wives, so regarding the situation in Houtu, these Not only did the ancestral witches feel emotionally disconnected, they even had no reason to persuade themselves rationally.
That night, the moon hung high in the sky, and the whole mountain was very quiet. Di Jiang stood alone on the side of the mountain, looking at the end of a narrow path.
As the sky darkened, Dijiang had been standing here for a full three hours, and Houtu still hadn't appeared.
"Brother, little sister, hasn't she come back yet? Isn't she planning to come back tonight?".
At this time, Zhu Jiuyin came behind Dijiang, looked at the deserted road, and said with a somewhat ugly expression.
"Well, it seems that the guy named Dongfang Yu is indeed very clever. He was able to trick our little sister away. Second brother, let's go and bring the little sister back today."
As the head of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, a sullen look flashed across Di Jiang's face.