At night, Jimo Ya laid out the blankets in advance, and Huan Qingyan and Huan Xinghan climbed up to sleep. Jimo Ya still squatted on the stalactites four or five meters away from them and meditated.
the next day.
Still no one came, not even a sound.
From the next day, Huan Qingyan meditated seriously and gave up her plan to find something delicious from Jimo Ya.
Xiao Xinghan was holding a small stone, writing and drawing on the ground, and both spirit treasures entered his owner's body, no one played with him anymore.
The torch had already been extinguished, and now the light source was Jimoya. Jimoya squatted on top of the stalactites above, swaying light like the moon, illuminating the entire mountainside space.
"What are you writing?" Jimo Ya flew down from the stalactite.
Xiao Xinghan's whole body lit up.
Xiao Xinghan replied, "I'm writing my name, sister taught me, my name is Huan Xinghan!"
Jimo Ya was bored anyway, so he looked at the crooked characters on the ground, "It's not bad, what else would you write besides these three characters?"
"No more." He said honestly.
"Will you write your sister's name?"
"Won't."
"Do you want to learn?"
"think!"
With a shake of Jimo Ya's hand, the Qiankun Brush appeared in his hand. He picked up the brush and stroked it lightly in mid-air...
Impressively showing a spiritual pen mark!
With a few more strokes, a Chinese character "Qing" appeared in mid-air.
It's the handwriting of white aura, which is quite conspicuous in the mountainside where the light is artificially illuminated.
Xiao Xinghan clapped his hands and applauded, "Wow, sister's name is so beautiful, write another one..."
Jimo Ya picked up his pen and wrote down another Yan character.
The word Qingyan is like a flashing neon light, shining with the light of aura.
"You can write these two characters well, and I will teach you other things."
Huan Xinghan stared at the pen in Jimo Ya's hand greedily, "Can I also write in the air like you?"
"Yes, wait until you awaken the spiritual master later?"
"Okay!" Xiao Xinghan nodded cautiously.
Continue to pick up pens and practice calligraphy. The two of them, one big and one small, just practiced calligraphy for a whole day, and Huan Qingyan got up at regular intervals to feed them food and fruit...
On the third day, the three of them were tired of eating the fruit, but still no one came.
Gradually, Huan Qingyan discovered the problem, "Is it because the mountain is too big, so it must be difficult to find it outside?"
If she was the only one, no one would look for her, she believed, but with Jimo Ya here, it is impossible for no one to look for them.
"Maybe." Jimo Ya ate a few cherries gracefully.
Xiao Xinghan was eating a peach, "Sister, I want to eat, I want to eat vegetables, I want to eat fish, I want to eat big fat goose..."
Huan Qingyan couldn't bear to refuse, the child is growing up, how can I let him eat fruit every day like a monkey
She clutched her stomach, "It's convenient for me to go there, don't follow me."
Fortunately, the inside of the mountain was messed up by the dragon when it smashed through the mountain. There are many dark corners, which are used to solve various needs.
Huan Qingyan pretended to be Xiaojie and went to the small corner and entered the space.
Quickly cooked the meal, and also fried two home-cooked dishes, braised carp in sauce, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and scrambled eggs with leeks.
Huan Laoli went to the palace, and Huan's old soup had already been moved into the space by her, and everything in the old soup tower was packed in, including rice, eggs, seasoning, pots and stoves, etc.
PS: Chenchen modified some content in the previous chapters yesterday. You need to clear the cache of QQ reading and mobile QQ to see some of the modified content.
Continue to ask for tickets and leave a message~~