“…… The pass is mostly white, green is rare, it is a little more advanced, and some fruits can only be received by green ones. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOur winter solstice is good, whoever sees it likes it, the last time I brought your brother to Uncle Gu was white. Shi Wei hugged Anru's waist, and used the light body exercises, one step was five or six meters, and he walked along the stone road to the side: "Hurry up, let's go to the restaurant first, I don't know what dishes are available today." ”

Anru relaxed her body and let Shi Wei take her away, she found that the three-dimensional map did not stop refreshing, which made her a little confused, when her brother walked on his back, the system determined that it could not be scanned, why was it taken away by his sister-in-law with light power now, and it was not affected.

Could it be that when I was carrying my back, my feet didn't touch the ground, and when I was taken by my sister-in-law to jump, my feet touched the ground?

The system didn't explain this, Anjou couldn't figure it out, so he didn't want to, so he had the opportunity to experiment again in the future, and retracted his mind, expanding the three-dimensional map to two feet long and wide, and rotating the perspective from time to time to see the light points above the heads of the people he occasionally encountered.

Miaoyuan Farm is worthy of being a spiritual land, and it can be called the base camp of the spiritual monks.

This tree is a spirit race, this cluster of flowers is a spirit race, the gardener who mows the lawn is a monk, these few people who fly over are people who use light skills, and this bamboo and plantain are all spirit tribes......

'Jin Yi, what is the standard for the Spirit Clan and the monks?'

Those who possess spiritual power are collectively called monks, monks are not spirits, but spirits must be monks, and martial arts are also inherently monks, but according to the host's understanding, human beings with spiritual power in their bodies are called monks, and martial arts are still ordinary people. ’

The farm's restaurant is an open-air courtyard, located on a boulder jutting out of the mountainside, with a patchwork of rockeries and strange rocks, and a stream winding down from the side, the difference in height makes the water form a small waterfall, murmuring, but not harsh.

There are stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, and at this time the lunch time is nearing the end, only a few people are still sitting in their seats drinking tea and chatting with fruit after eating.

Shi Wei took Anjou to the kitchen recessed in the mountains, where a big fat man was sitting on a recliner and blowing a fan to watch TV.

In the three-dimensional map, it is a fat ball-shaped three-flowered cat watching TV, its ears are drawn into an airplane, its tail is beating the handrail next to it from time to time, sighing, turning its head to look at the two people who came in, getting up lazily, but the movement is very agile to jump onto the desk, paw to open the stove, tail curl spatula.

"Hello. Anjou smiled at the three-flowered cat and said, "I have a strong taste, please put more chili peppers in my portion." ”

Sanhua Cat didn't throw a single one in his eyes, and said lazily: "It's unfortunate to come, it's forbidden to be spicy today, and you are not the queen of heaven, so make do with it." ”

"It's hard work, my sister eats everything. Shi Wei hurriedly grabbed Anjou, eat free, don't be picky: "Winter Solstice, don't worry, the master master's craftsmanship is better than the imperial kitchen, no matter what you do, it's delicious." ”

Anjou nodded, saying no more.

She saw that half of the grid in the long box containing the spices was spicy, and there were five or six kinds of chili peppers alone, and they were used a lot of times, the most were only half a grid, and the few were only a layer of bottom.

The three-flowered cat probably saw that they were not important people, so let's perfunctory them.

Although the cat is fat, the hands and feet and tail are very neat, fry the vegetables in three or two, divide them into two parts and pour them into the big dinner plate, and take the bowl from the side of the pot to beat two bowls of clear soup, pour a large spoonful of rice, grab two handfuls of fruit and put them on the soup bowl, wave their hands and let the two take them away.

Shi Wei went to serve the plate of fruit he didn't know, and was knocked down with a spoon by the three-flowered cat: "Yours is that plate." ”

"It smells so good. Anru held a large dinner plate stuffed in her hand, took a deep breath, swallowed her saliva, and walked cautiously, while saying to Shi Wei: "Wait a minute, we will eat separately." ”

The fruit on her plate contains aura, probably the so-called spiritual fruit.

As soon as I went out, I saw a particularly beautiful white horse running from a distance, light as a white cloud, vigorous as a fairy tale unicorn, four hooves and tail tips are red, as if stepping on a flame, the wind came to the courtyard, slowed down, and walked with a dada.

Anjou froze in place, stupidly looking at the white horse that was getting closer and closer in the map.

It is a combination of dragon head, antlers, lion eyes, tiger back, bear waist, snake lin, horse hoove, and ox tail.

Where is this white horse? It's obviously a legendary beast unicorn!

It's been so long since I've been in the system, Anjou is so surprised for the first time, whether it's a little raccoon, or a bear, a tiger, a three-flowered cat, and flowers and plants, etc., they are all creatures that exist in the world, but isn't the unicorn a mascot imagined by the ancients like the dragon and phoenix?

"Mr. Dark Clouds. Shi Wei greeted politely, and then gently kicked Anjou's calf: "Winter Solstice, this is the boss's family, let's let it go." ”

Anjou woke up and hurriedly gave way to the side, but the plate in his hand was not stable, the soup bowl was crooked, and the fruit plate on top fell down.

A tail flicked softly, the tip of the tail wrapped in a red flame, and the flame seemed to come to life, holding the fruit saucer and gently placing it on the soup bowl.

"No matter how beautiful you are, you don't belong to the same world, think about your male god Jun Mo asked, you have no racial boundaries anyway. Shi Wei chuckled: "Let's go, the food is cold." ”

Anjou followed Shi Wei to the stone table and sat down like sleepwalking, thinking that she would be frightened and overeat, but she tasted the unknown stew, and suddenly all her thoughts were not delicious.

There are already gods and demons in the world, and there is nothing strange about the divine beasts, the sky and the earth are big, and they still fill their stomachs the most.

On the other side, the white horse walked into the kitchen, and the lazy temperament on the three-flowered cat disappeared in an instant, and it bounced up violently.

"The spiritual food is ready, Mr. Shenma, please wait. ”

The white horse raised his head slightly, let out a soft neigh, and fell into the ears of the three-flowered cat, but it turned into words: "Where did the two girls who went out just now come from?"

"The taller one was the last time His Highness forgot to bring money when he went out, she helped His Highness pay the fare, opened an indoor planting company, came over two or three times a month to get seedlings, and the smaller one saw it for the first time, the name is Winter Solstice, it seems to be her sister, the spiritual power fluctuates slightly, it should be a newcomer from other places......"

The three-flowered cat replied as she took out a small eight-layer food box and hung it on the collar around the white horse's neck.

The white horse nodded, turned away, and as he passed the courtyard, glanced at Anjou, and then galloped up the hill like a leap on the ground.

In the attic on the top of the mountain, the young man with sharp eyebrows stood in front of the window and looked into the distance, and the mountain wind came to him to express his surrender and calm down, this person was obviously wearing an ordinary narrow-sleeved suit, but it was like an independent immortal, if Anjou was here, he would definitely scream in his heart to shout the male god.