Qing Yuan didn't know why she blushed, the girl in front of her blushed, her eyes were bright and beautiful.
His hand was also warm.
He gently pulled her back, let her sit back on the stone bench, and said, "Sing."
Xifeng knew that her singing was ugly, but this was one of her pleasures. She was very happy to use it to harm Xiaohuo, but in the face of such a sincere audience, Xifeng suddenly found out in her conscience that she didn't want to harm him at all.
Wuying looked out from the half-closed door in the back room, and saw Xifeng and the man sitting together hand in hand, the scene was very warm.
However, he still couldn't see through the man's real body. The other party could see through him at a glance, but he couldn't see it at all, which made him uncomfortable.
Xifeng must have known, but she helped to hide it.
Zefeng, who decided to be a good man and not torment Qinglong's ears, let go of his hand and prepared to go back to the house to sleep. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a shadow on the ground. Pushing the door in, he saw Wuying standing there, as if waiting for her.
"Brother."
Wuying said; "Don't be angry with your senior sister, I have packed another room for you, you can go to sleep."
"It's still my brother who treats me well." Xifeng asked, "Then where do you sleep?"
"I sleep in another cabin, and there is a spare room where your friends can sleep."
"Okay." Xifeng had no choice but to walk back to the stone table again and said, "Go to sleep, you sleep in the room inside."
Qingyuan nodded, and Xifeng went to the back room to sleep.
Usually at night, the monsters will come out to make trouble, even if they don't come out, because there is no yang during the day, the monsters will be heavier.
Xifeng lay on the bed and did not fall asleep, she was waiting for the big monster to come out. The little black face and the little fire didn't know where they went, and they didn't even come back when it was time for dinner. The two naive ghosts were arguing and fighting.
Xifeng waited and waited, the more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became. As soon as his eyelids drooped, he fell asleep.
Not long after she fell asleep, a shadow jumped in from the window.
Qing Yuan looked at the west wind on the bed, then looked at the ground, and was about to lie down when he suddenly heard movement outside the window. He raised his eyes to look there, and saw a one-legged figure gently jumping past the window and back again.
Qing Yuan walked there slowly. Under the bright moonlight, there was a strange thing tied up on a shelf. Qing Yuan tilted his head to look at it, and it also stood on one leg in front of the windowsill. The inappropriate gray gown on his body made it look a bit strange, and the straw hat on his head shook slightly in the wind. Suddenly a gust of evening wind blew its hat to the ground.
The scarecrow wanted to bend over to pick it up, but couldn't find it at all. It has no waist, and the stick that supports it is straight.
It was struggling to pick it up, and saw that the hat had been picked up and handed to it.
It reached out to take it, swiped it upwards, and the hat hit its head exactly. It leaned slightly towards him and thanked him. Then he went to the window and jumped back and forth.
Qing Yuan watched it for a while, then turned the window and went in, lay down on the ground, and stared at the beam in a daze.
At the beginning of the morning, the morning sun enveloped the mountains, and the beams poured into the forest. Early in the morning, there were birdsong, and people were chirping.
Xu Shi had a quiet breath at the foot of the mountain, and Xi Feng, who was woken up, was still full of sleep. She stretched contentedly, put on her shoes and went to wash her face. Suddenly, she kicked something, looked down, and almost jumped. Get up: "Why are you in my house!"
Qing Yuan, who had watched the beam of the house all night, sat up, stood up slowly, and said, "In the back room, sleep."
"...The back room refers to the back room on the right..." Xifeng didn't bother to explain to him, he slept in, could he go back to last night.
Facing this blue dragon, she really became more and more self-abandoned.
The ground here is paved with stones. It has been old for a long time. There are some cracks. Xifeng, who was walking behind him, looked at him, so he raised his hand to pat him dust, and the dust flew up, and it looked particularly clear and erratic under the sunlight that shone into the room.
Qing Yuan grabbed her hand and said, "Your hand is President Chen."
The corner of Xifeng's mouth twitched: "My hands are very clean."
"But it's all dust." Qing Yuan looked at the dust above and frowned, "Look, it's all dust and dirt."
Exploded by the angry west wind: "I won't shoot for you!"
Insane bastard!
Qing Yuan had already dragged her outside, dragged her all the way to the spring, and washed her hands. West Wind squatted beside him expressionlessly, trying to hit someone.
- Her new three wishes in life are to eat, sleep and fight Qinglong.
He washed very carefully, one finger at a time.
Xifeng yawned and turned his head to look at him: "Lord Qinglong, was the place where you lived in the past spotless, and asked the little fairy to clean it five times a day?"
"Ten times."
"...It's really tiring being your little fairy."
The two were still squatting next to the spring, and someone behind them chuckled lightly: "It turns out that you are already in this relationship, a man and a widow living together in the same room."
The tone is yin and yang, and even a beauty can't stand it.
West Wind stood up and said, "Yeah, jealous!"
Puyu didn't expect her to answer like this, and said, "Shameless."
Xifeng said angrily: "Yes! I gave it to you, give it back to me."
Pu Yu was trembling with anger, and finally snorted heavily, even if the bickering was victorious, she turned around and went back into the room.
Xifeng made a big face at her, trying to be more rascal and tender than her.
"Xifeng." Qing Yuan asked, "'this relationship', what is the relationship?"
"Children don't know so much."
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen."
"Then you are younger than me."
Xifeng asked back, "How old are you? You have to be accurate to the single digit, otherwise it won't count."
"I..." Qing Yuan fell into deep thought, how old is he
The corner of Xifeng's lips, who had already figured out the counter-offensive routine, even had to think about his name for so long, how could he remember his age for hundreds of thousands of years, and it was even accurate to single digits. She touched his head with her feet: "Brother Qinglong is good."
Qing Yuan, who was a head taller than her, looked down at her and always felt that something was wrong.
Breakfast is still corn.
Xifeng, who has no small fire, can only eat raw corn. She was having a good time eating it, and when Wuying came out, she handed a stick: "Senior brother, have breakfast."
"Don't eat." Wuying said, "We are going to continue to find a way, are you going?"
"I'm still looking for Miss Zhao family."
"Well. If we don't find a way out, we'll come back at night, and you have to be careful."
Xifeng sent the two of them away, stood at the door and looked at the farm, but still didn't see her little fire and that little black face.
Not long after they left, she also walked with Qingyuan in the village. Since Miss Zhao is a big living person, the monsters can't hide her in the soil. villagers' homes.
What is strange to her is that when the river was diverted and the Corn Village reappeared, many people found it, but no one was kidnapped by the monsters at that time, but now Miss Zhao is kidnapped by herself.
Could it be because the water demon took Miss Zhao into the Corn Village by mistake, so the straw talent took advantage of the situation to capture Zhao Yuer
The two walked almost all over the village, but they didn't see Zhao Yu'er, and they didn't even notice the place where her container was loaded.
When she came back to her senses, it was already another sunset.
Just like yesterday, the quiet village came alive again when the sunset glowed.
Under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village, another woman was talking and chatting about family. Speaking of the East family, the West family is short.
There are still children charging past with corn stalks, playing the role of generals and soldiers.
People on the road were also chatting, the pigs, dogs and cattle in the village also barked, and chickens, ducks and geese all went home one after another.
Xifeng stopped in front of the farmyard and suddenly realized something was wrong, she turned to the others and said.
"Qingyuan, the words we heard yesterday are the same as what we heard today. But... only this is different."
The people in this peasant family said something different from yesterday.
That bright girl, stop talking about birds stealing corn and tying scarecrows. Instead, she spoke softly, as if she was talking to someone, but no one answered her.
"I specially found you a gray tunic, which looks more like a person."
"You have to stand here every day, basking in the sun, and there is a straw hat at home. Let me put it on for you."
"Why don't I give you a name."
The girl kept asking questions like a lark. But no one answered, so quiet that even the west wind could hear the sound of the wind blowing across the cornfields.
"I'll call you A Shou, okay?"
The girl asked crisply and laughed to herself.
"OK."
With a soft reply from Yoyo, Xifeng suddenly raised his head and looked at the cornfield.
A scarecrow with a height of ten feet was stuck on the ground crookedly, with a slightly drooping hat, wearing a gray long cloth shirt.
Xifeng paused and called out tentatively, "A Shou?"
The scarecrow looked at Qingyuan, then at Xifeng, then turned and jumped into the corn forest.
Xifeng hurriedly followed and shouted at its bouncing back: "A Shou, wait, has the Miss Zhao family been tied up by you? Can you hand it over? A Shou? A Shou?"
The scarecrow didn't stop. It was very familiar with the woodland. After a while, it got rid of the pursuit of the west wind and disappeared into the corn field again.
Xifeng didn't want to eat corn every day, so he had to go back to Qingyuan to burn the cornfields. When he turned around, he found that there was corn behind him, and Qingyuan was not seen at all.