With Song Jian'er's induction, she clearly felt that the tulips had been planted in the purple gold soil, and had taken root in it well, and now there were signs of germination. Jian Er's eyebrows frowned, although she could use her mind to control her mind as the owner of the space in the space, but she was very sure that in the afternoon, she simply received the tulip bulb into the space and did not plant it, could it be that it planted itself with long feet?

This thought made Jian Er speechless for a while, if this was the case, she might as well believe that someone had planted it? As soon as this thought crossed Jian Er's heart, Jian Er immediately felt that something was wrong here.

Jian'er patted her face, trying to calm herself down and analyze it clearly. First of all, she didn't search the space carefully after getting the inheritance, which may have missed something;Second, the bamboo building is very clean, although there is a dust avoidance spell carved by the Youlian Fairy inside, but if it is a house that has been unattended for a long time, it will also have a decadent atmosphere, and there is no one in the bamboo building, so there is a possibility that there are others in the space;Third, although the previous half-master can't bring in the living beings, the plants are no problem, there is a precedent for the Youlian Fairy, and it is not impossible for the plants and trees to become essences.

This idea struck Jian'er's heart like a thunderbolt, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible. First of all, the aura of the space is sufficient, and secondly, after leaving the inheritance from the Youlian Fairy, the spirit grass planted by the previous half-masters is innumerable, with such a large amount as the bottom, it is not impossible to have one or two spirit grasses to open their minds, and there are no animal predators in the space, and it is strange that such an environment against the sky cannot raise spirits.

Fairies, only seen in mythological stories, although there are not many mythical times in the memory of inheritance, and the spirits are usually cultivated in the deep mountains and old forests, and rarely interact with human cultivators, that is, they are generally not very friendly when they meet, after all, human beings are too greedy and often extend their magic hands to innocent spirits in the name of eliminating demons to satisfy their own selfish desires, so few people can get along with the spirits in a friendly way, but once they get their friendship, it is much more sincere than human friendship, after all, most of the spirits have no fancy intestines, once they recognize you, they will treat you as a brother。

Just when Song Jian'er was thinking about it, the little bamboo rat that was relying on Jian'er's arms and refused to move suddenly jumped down, and quickly threw himself towards a small grass that was not very tall, but the little grass disappeared in a flash as if it had come to life. Song Jian'er rubbed her eyes, trying to make sure if she was dazzled, the little bamboo rat pounced in the air, her fat face down, her round ass fell into the sky, and after standing up, she kept turning in circles with one foot as if she couldn't find the north.

Covering his face with one hand, why does this guy look so stupid, don't say that she raised it, we can't afford to lose this person! The little bamboo rat finally stood firm, scratched his face with his little paws, and then shook his head as if he was still a little confused. Song Jian'er couldn't help but pick up the tail of the little bamboo rat again, raised her eyebrows, and said to the air: "Come out." ”

There was silence, and he raised his eyebrows again, "Do you want me to do it?" A small leaf with colorful light slowly poked its head out of the ground, and then quickly retracted.

"Come out. Song Jian'er's voice was a little impatient, what is the situation.

"Wow~~, aluminum muscle protection silver (you bully people). A white and chubby little doll flashed in front of him. This doll is only wearing a small red belly pocket, tied with pigtails, bare snow-white little buttocks, sitting on the ground holding a pair of little fat hands rubbing her eyes and crying, a pair of thief's big eyes and secretly looking at Song Jian'er's eyes through her fingers from time to time.

Song Jian'er only felt that the green tendons on her head were twitching, what was the situation, what about the charming goblin in her imagination? Why did she become a fat doll, please, she is not a kindergarten teacher, okay!

Seeing this fat doll, the little bamboo rat in Song Jian'er's palm became even more restless, struggling to pounce on the fat doll, and jumped up before it touched the side of the fat doll, "Ah~~, Du Lu Ji is a stupid person (it's all you stupid......)" The fat doll couldn't care about crying, and scolded the little bamboo rat with a disgusted face. Song Jian'er blackened again, which stupid guy taught him to speak.

Watching the two little guys pounce and flick and flick again, Song Jian'er felt that she would return to the lonely house to take care of a group of little ghosts, and couldn't help but show the momentum of the child king back then, "Stop, stand up, don't make any noise." ”

The two little guys were taken aback, and the fat doll was even stiffer, and as soon as her head shrank, she wanted to drill into the soil, but she was caught by the quick-eyed Song Jian'er and grabbed the pigtails, and the fat doll couldn't get into the ground.

"Wow~~" This time I really cried, "Peach hair knotted, save the boredom~ (Sister Peach Blossom, help~)"

Second, Song Jian'er raised her eyebrows, according to what this fat doll said, there is at least another person or another demon in this space.

"My lord, can you please let go of the ginseng baby?" a timid voice sounded behind Song Jian'er.

Looking back, Song Jian'er couldn't help but admire, this is what a real goblin should look like! Dressed in a light pink pleated skirt, the skirt is pierced with blooming pink peaches, and the slender waist is folded in a slight step between walking, showing a bright wrist in the light yarn, beautiful and elegant, with a faint peach blossom fragrance. The facial features are extremely exquisite, the peach blossoms are pasted on the forehead, the fair and flawless skin seems to be blown apart, the cherry mouth is small, the hair is tied into two buns, and a pair of big watery eyes are begging for light, as if they contain a thousand words like a thousand words.

"My lord, Samwa didn't mean to offend you, and please let Samwa go. Seeing the savior stretching out her fat little hand, although her face was full of heartache, Peach Blossom didn't dare to take it, just looked at Jian Er timidly.

Looking at this situation, they treated her as a villain, Song Jian'er thought that she didn't care about pretending to be a wicked person before the matter was clarified, at least the wicked person could scare people better.

"Tell me, what is your situation, are there any other spirits here besides you?"

"Back to the adult's words, here only with the little demon and the ginseng baby have the honor of cultivating adult, the little demon name peach blossom is a peach tree planted by the Venerable Youlian in the Yin and Yang Pond, Mengtian is fortunate to be enlightened thousands of years ago, sheltered in the adult's side of the spiritual land, five hundred years ago to cultivate the human body. The ginseng baby is also the transformation of the 10,000-year-old Xuanshen, and the late little demon has cultivated the human body for a hundred years. ”

"Why do you call me Lord? How do you know that I am the master of this space, can't I be a guest invited by the master of the space?, and how did you learn human language?" Song Jian'er asked curiously.

"Back to the adult, the adult has the suppression of the law of space, and all space creatures can feel it, so there is no need for the adult to say it, and we will naturally understand. As for the words, the words came from the memory of the inheritance and a little girl from before, but she never appeared again soon after. Speaking of this, Peach Blossom's expression was a little gloomy.

It turned out that this was the case, Song Jian'er only knew from the inheritance that she could take care of the space with her mind, but she didn't expect that taking care also included the suppression of space lifeforms, no wonder the two monsters Peach Blossom and Shenwa didn't dare to move as little human beings, and that little girl should be the half-master of the Tang Princess, "Then haven't you all been out of the space?"

"My lord is merciful, please don't drive us away!" Peach Blossom thought that Song Jian'er meant to drive her and Shenwa out, so she was so frightened that she fell to her knees directly.

Does she look like such a bad person? Just a few words scared the demon like this. And she didn't say that she wanted to drive them away, why did this little peach blossom think jump so fast, Jian Er sweated, "I didn't say I wanted to drive you away!

Peach Blossom glanced at Jian Er secretly, and seeing that Jian Er's face was not wrong, she slowly got up and shook her head, "Back to adults, the little demon has never gone out." ”

"And what do you usually do?" Jane was a little curious.

"Practice, mud (science) garden (child). Seeing that Jian'er seemed to be full of good words, the ginseng baby in her arms couldn't help but interject.

"Isn't that boring?" Compared to the colorful life of modern times, such a day is simply a bitter monk.

"No, I'll wait for the little demon's mana to be low, and I should work hard to cultivate. Hearing Peach Blossom's words, Samwa also looked approving, but why was this expression so joyful on this fat face.

"Then you planted that tulip bulb I put in?"

"Tie a couple, even spy (look) that he is so young (pitiful), and he is lost (just) planted, or he will be happy (dead). "Sanwa is wielding a fat watch.

"Samwa is very capable. "Touch the little head, the child should be praised in time (please, although people look tender, but the actual age is hundreds of years older than you). Samwa also rubbed Jian'er's palm proudly (well, I don't have anything to say).