The village that "lived" made them think that they had come to a lively place.
It is the evening, when every family cooks dinner. The smoke from the chimneys wafted up one after another, lingering over the village, like a paradise where people could live and work in peace and contentment.
But Xifeng opened his eyes, but there was nothing in front of him.
There even seemed to be someone walking by, laughing as they walked, saying that the weather was good this year and the harvest would be good.
Under the banyan tree not far away, there are several women who are picking vegetables and talking about whose daughter is to be married and who has a grandson.
A few children ran hilariously, acting as generals and soldiers, charging past with corn stalks.
It's fun, peaceful and peaceful.
But all this, no one can be seen, only thousands of voices, beating in Xifeng's ears.
Not so much weird, but rather desolate because of this invisible liveliness.
The demonic aura had disappeared and was nowhere to be found. Xifeng frowned, and suddenly thought that there was someone who defied the sky beside her.
"Lord Qinglong, can you sense where the monster is?"
Qing Yuan didn't even think about it, and pointed directly to one place. Xifeng nodded in satisfaction: "It didn't disappoint me, Master Qinglong, I really like you so much."
She took the flute in her hand and walked in the direction he pointed. Seeing Qingyuan not leaving, Xiaohuo asked, "Aren't you leaving?"
"She said she likes me." Qing Yuan remembered what the fairies who said they liked him had said before and after, and his expression became dignified, "She wants me to marry her."
"…I don't think she meant it at all."
Qing Yuan emphasized: "But she said she likes me."
"...Actually, in the human world, the meaning of liking is different." Xiaohuo said as an example, "I like you very much too."
Qing Yuan's eyes widened, and his expression became more solemn: "You are public."
"... Of course I'm a male, I... " Seeing his heavy face, Xiao Huo flew with anger, "What are you thinking about!"
It flew back to Xifeng's shoulder angrily, rolled its eyes, and said loudly: "Xifeng! Qinglong said he likes you!"
Xifeng snorted: "It's useless to fight, there is no gold and silver to avoid talking."
"..." Can these two people play cards according to common sense!
Xifeng won't believe that Qinglong likes her. After all, he is a dragon who doesn't even know what emotional intelligence is.
She walked slowly in the direction pointed by Qinglong, walking past this small street in the field, and she could still hear the movement of the village in her ears.
Everything is safe and beautiful.
Corn fields are planted at the entrance of the corn village, and corn is also planted in the slightly larger open space in the village, without wasting any space.
The small ditches run through almost the entire corn village. The villagers must use the water here to irrigate corn on weekdays, which is convenient.
Approaching the end of the village, near the tall pavilion, there is a farmyard that draws attention.
There was a corn grove next to the farmyard. The front yard was very large, with wooden shelves, and gourds and grapes were planted. There was the sound of chickens and ducks walking below, and there should have been a lot of poultry here before.
The difference from other farmers here is that she sensed the demonic aura that had disappeared for a while.
Xifeng stopped in front of the door, looked inside through the open front door, and muttered, "Could this be the monster's lair?"
"Of course not." A black figure suddenly ran up the wall and said, "I've seen it, and there's nothing."
"Little dwarf, you must have swallowed the monster."
Hei Yao angrily pointed at Xiao Huo: "I'm not that mouse, I don't eat monsters."
Xiaohuo: "..." It's fine if you quarrel, why do you want to pull me again? What am I doing wrong? ?
Xifeng turned and shook Qinglong's sleeve: "Brother Qinglong, hurry up and find the monster."
Qing Yuan pointed to the ground, Xifeng took a look, where there were monsters, there was only a small puddle. However, this puddle is not stagnant water, but a spring from which the water continues to overflow, trickling into the ditch, leading to the outside of the village.
Xifeng dipped some of it with his fingers, and the water was cold, not a warm spring. She licked it with her tongue, and it was so sweet that she was refreshed: "Sweet."
Qing Yuan also squatted down, tasted it with his fingers, and said, "Qing."
Xifeng tilted his head to look at him: "Qing?"
Xiaohuo explained: "In Jiuxiao's words, this water is very clean, not a little dirty, just like the dew that a phoenix drinks. The things in the mortal world are full of turbid air, of course you can't feel it."
"In a nutshell, it's difficult to serve?" Xifeng snorted, "I'm used to it. If you starve a phoenix for a few days and sleep in a quagmire for a few days, do you think it will not live in a phoenix tree? Don’t eat anything other than bamboo, and don’t drink anything other than morning dew.”
"...I refuse to speak to a vulgar mortal like you!"
Xifeng made a face at it before continuing to check. It is strange that there is a big monster living in such a "clean" place.
I thought it was an ordinary monster hunting errand, but now it doesn't seem to be.
Where is Miss Zhao's family hiding
The setting sun gradually sank, and the sound of cooking in every household also sank, and the oil lamps were lit one by one, like stars adorning the village of Anhe.
The dog gradually stopped barking, and the cat went home. They all knew that it was time to go under the table to pick up food.
Xifeng thought for a while, and then walked towards the farmyard in front of him.
Listening to the voice, there should be a family of five living here, two elderly people, a middle-aged couple, and a young girl.
The girl talks a lot, like a lark, and you can tell from her voice that she is an optimistic and bright girl.
"Not to mention the townspeople know that the corn in our village is big and sweet. Even the birds know that they come in groups to peck at the corn."
"Dad, let's make more scarecrows on the cornfield."
"I'm still thinking about putting one in the watch pavilion, so I don't have to keep people watching."
She kept talking until a woman's voice called her to eat, and she jumped over briskly and stopped.
Qing Yuan was indeed right, there was a strange demonic aura here that lingered. She even suspected that the monster's lair was under this yard, but she couldn't dig the ground rashly, otherwise it would be exhausting, and the monster might not be here.
She pondered for a moment and then understood: "We're staying here tonight."
Xiaohuo protested: "What about dinner?"
"Corn, the cooking utensils are complete here, steamed corn, boiled corn, boiled corn soup, oh, and grilled corn."
"I want to eat meat!"
Xifeng glanced at the black demon: "Your snacks are there."
Xiaohuo glanced at it and said in disgust, "I don't eat briquettes."
Hei Yao: "...You are the briquettes! No, you are a mouse."
"...I'm not a mouse! You little dwarf!"
"little mouse."
"Little dwarf."
The two monsters were chatting and attacking each other in the courtyard. Xifeng got a headache when he heard it, so he grabbed Qingyuan and went to the cornfield next to the farmyard. She picked a position for him to stand, and then drew his hands together and straightened them. Then he broke off a corn and folded it on his hand, picked one after another, and folded it all on his hand.
Qing Yuan stood quietly as a shelf for her. The corn smelled fresh and comfortable. He was happy to stand here.
Xifeng had picked enough corn, went into the kitchen to find the iron pot, poured water, threw the corn in, and stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove. He pointed it at the stove: "Spit fire."
"call!"
The corn was so big that it took a long time for the firewood to cook the corn. Xifeng lifted the lid of the pot, and the fragrance was overflowing, which made her appetite even more. She came out with more than a dozen corns in a dustpan, and as soon as she put it on the stone table in the yard, she heard the sound of someone walking outside.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, she was heading here, and she thought it was probably the villagers who came to the door after eating.
The door was opened with a creak, but two shadows were reflected on the ground. Xifeng suddenly became vigilant, and after a closer look, she saw someone, and she was surprised: "Senior brother?"
"It's really you here." Wuying said, "I can't get out. I walked around for an afternoon, but I couldn't get out. Did you find Miss Zhao's family?"
"No, I didn't even see the shadow of the monster." Xifeng asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
After asking her, she regretted it - how could she have eaten it! This habit of mortal greetings really needs to be changed.
She reluctantly took a piece of corn and stuffed it into his hand: "Here it is for you, brother, just treat it as the jade pendant you gave me last time."
Wuying couldn't help raising the corners of her lips, here? Give? He stretched out his hand to take it and responded, "Oh... a corn and a hundred taels of silver are still a good deal."
Xifeng pretended not to understand, hugged his head and ran back to the stone table.
Pu Yu saw that she was completely ignoring her, and she also twisted her temper and asked for food: "Senior brother, where shall we sleep tonight?"
Wuying looked at the fairly large farmer and said, "Let's live here, there are many people, and they have to take care of each other."
When Puyu heard it, she didn't want any more corn, and went straight in to occupy the house. Xifeng only focused on nibbling on the corn. When she was full, she realized that Puyu was going to sleep here. She was so angry that she put on her hips outside the window and said, "Come out! Who wants to sleep under the same roof with you!"
"Then go away, this is not your house either."
Xifeng rolled his sleeves and was about to go in and beat her. Whoever wanted to walk a few steps and burp, couldn't help covering his stomach, eating too much... Holding on, she would probably spit it out with this move.
She stopped her steps and went back to the stone table, waited for her to rest for a while, and then went in and beat her.
Qing Yuan was still chewing on the corn, breaking it one by one, eating very gently. Take a closer look every time you eat one.
The corn kernels are round and shiny, fresh, sweet and tender, and most importantly, very clear, without the slightest taint.
Much better than the steamed buns.
Seeing that he hadn't finished eating one for a long time, Xifeng looked sleepy. She looked at the shadow reflected on the window paper, and it became more and more unhappy. She rolled her eyes and said to him with a smile, "Let me sing to you."
Qing Yuan raised his head and nodded again: "Okay."
He could finally hear what Xiaohuo said, and he could hear the songs that made his ears sound bad.
Xifeng cleared his throat and sang her insect song: "High and white clouds float, long birds run, looking for..."
The girl in the back room shouted, "It sounds awful!!!"
She said it was unpleasant, and the west wind sang louder: "High and white clouds are floating, birds are running, looking for bugs, one, two, three..."
Qing Yuan listened to the song attentively, and stopped breaking corn kernels. He looked at her seriously, and even his sitting posture was much more upright, and his eyes were full of awe. After all, it was very powerful to be able to sing the sound of a blade scraping a stone with his voice.
Seeing that he was listening intently, Xifeng was a little moved, and the tip of his heart trembled slightly: "Does it sound good?"
Qingyuan shook his head decisively.
"...Then you listened so seriously."
"It's the first time I heard such an unpleasant song. It's very strange. I'm afraid I won't hear it again in the future."
"… I am going to sleep, bye."
Xifeng got up angrily, he scolded her again, and he scolded her again.
She had just stood up and was about to leave, when suddenly Qing Yuan took her hand. She lowered her head and frowned, and said fiercely: "Why?"
Qing Yuan was much taller than her, but sitting on the stone bench, he was shorter than her. He raised his head slightly to look at her, and the silver-white moonlight reflected on his already white face, as if a tulle was lightly closed, hazy like a dream.
Xifeng was handsome again by him.
Qing Yuan said, "I want to hear you sing."
Xifeng was stunned for a moment, and his face instantly blushed.
She was actually swayed by a dragon that made the girl's heart skip a beat!
Say that she sings ugly or something, let it go with the wind!
What you say is what you say!