So he hasn't been out for the past few days, maybe he thinks that Mo Qiqi will come to look for him, afraid of missing it?

Mo Qiqi half-closed his eyes and looked at the blue spar in his hand with an inexplicable expression, and after a while, he put the spar into the storage bag, carefully avoided the other demon beasts in the forest, and after going down the mountain, he still arrived at the big tree opposite the demon beast's house.

She rummaged through the storage bags on the tree and found a jar of second-order fruit wine that had been brewed in the corner of the storage bag that had been idle in the corner of the storage bag.

Come to think of it, this is also hundreds of years old...... He folded a few wide leaves on the tree, put the jar of spiritual wine in it, tied it casually with thatch, and then dragged it to the door of the demon beast with his divine sense.

"Who?" he turned around, and saw the mass of leaves wrapped in leaves on the ground.

Some doubts, and vaguely some expectation to go to the door to look left and right, did not find anything abnormal, a little lost, picked up the door leaf package, opened it after entering the house, found a few fruits, put the fruit aside, looked at the jar of spirit wine, quietly looked at it for a while, reached out and gently opened the lid, and then quickly snapped, pressed the lid tightly, and then hugged the wine jar, nervously looked left and right.

After making sure that he didn't attract the attention of others, he nervously hid the wine jar in the pile of garbage in the back room, and felt that it might not be appropriate, so he turned it out and hid it under the bed.

Mo Qiqi squatted on the tree and watched him toss back and forth inside and outside the house.

As far as Mo Qiqi himself was concerned, the price of that jar of wine must be far more than the spar he gave Mo Qiqi.

But for him, that spar is at most bright and shiny, after all, he doesn't know how to refine weapons, and I'm afraid he hasn't paid much attention to such things as human cultivators.

But for him, it may be the opposite, maybe this is the first time in his life that he has received something from someone else.

The next day, he went to the tree again, put down a reddish spar, Mo Qiqi went back to Changshengdu and rummaged through the storage bag to find a bird and demon beast, pickled it and brushed it with honey, roasted it fragrantly, and still picked a few leaves, wrapped it and threw it at his door.

This time he finally saved, looked at the wrapped leaves, and then looked at the big tree not far from his own door, and then looked back and forth to make comparisons, and finally looked like he was in a good mood.

After eating all the meat, he licked the leaves twice, and then picked up a lot of stones by the river, and widened his yard a lot, and the tree into his yard.

The demon cultivators generally do not invade the territory of others, although the demon cultivators in the city are not very able to look down on him, but most of them are also in a state of ignorance, Mo Qiqi has been here for a long time, and he has not seen him being bullied by others.

He should know the identity of Mo Qiqi's cultivation, and at this time, he framed the tree where Mo Qiqi stayed into his yard, this is to ...... Covering up Mo Qiqi?

After learning that Mo Qiqi lived in his yard, he did not eagerly climb the tree to meet Mo Qiqi, but went out early the next morning, Mo Qiqi followed him, and found that he went to the forest to harm several demon beasts, and picked a lot of fruits, and after returning home, most of the income was placed under the tree where Mo Qiqi squatted, and then secretly pretended to look up at the sky, and glanced at the branches on the tree.

The tree was full of foliage, and he didn't look at anything, a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted, and after he had finished eating, he went back to his house, and sat with his back to the door, like a wooden man, and after a while, he looked back to see if the pile of things laid down under the tree was still there.

Mo Qiqi took advantage of the fact that when he turned his head, he put away the pile of things underneath, turned around and entered Changshengdu, and after getting it cooked, he still gave him a share.

The guy wasn't hungry, but he still ate it all, comfortably touched his stomach and burped, and then Ai Ai rubbed under the tree where Mo Qiqi was, leaning against the tree, squatting in the sun.

Mo Qiqi: ......

According to this guy's temper, I'm afraid I don't mind being this kind of roommate who can't be seen or touched by Mo Qiqi for a year and a half.

Mo Qiqi didn't have so much effort to waste here, so he picked a leaf and threw it down, just covering his head.

He plucked the leaves, looked up, and saw Mo Qiqi sitting on the tree dangling his feet.

Then squinting, the tail wagged uncontrollably behind him.

Mo Qiqi didn't speak, he just squatted on the ground like that, raised his head, and looked at Mo Qiqi for half an hour.

Mo Qiqi: ......

beckoned to him, he paused, perhaps shy, and then used his hands and feet together, and also climbed up, sat on the branch opposite Mo Qiqi, hesitated for a long time, and asked nervously: "Are you a human slave who escaped from the workshop in the city lord's mansion?"

What's that?

Mo Qiqi didn't speak.

Seeing that Mo Qiqi didn't make a sound, he probably thought that Mo Qiqi had acquiesced, thought for a while, and comforted: "Don't be afraid...... You've already run out, be careful, you shouldn't get caught if you don't enter the city. ”

Mo Qiqi still didn't speak, he probably nagged a few words, let go, and continued: "If you're scared, stay here, I'll ...... I'll help you. ”

Speaking of this, he quickly got off the tree, ran back to his house, rummaged for a while, and then rushed to the tree like a small whirlwind, stretched out his hand towards Mo Qiqi, and said, "This is for you...... Listening to a slave, it is possible to hide the breath and pretend to be a demon cultivator, I don't know how to use it, you can see if you can use it. ”

It was a rough-looking magic weapon, made from the bones of some unknown demon beast, about the size of a finger, with a rope tied to it, which could be hung around the neck or tied to a belt.

Mo Qiqi had also seen this thing when he was rummaging through his pile of things before, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't even pick it up, so he picked it up and put it aside.

After she took it, she used her divine sense to probe it, and found that it was an ownerless thing, and the previous owner had collapsed in the middle of the way.

After probing this thing with his divine sense, he probably learned the information of such a magic weapon, and it is really as this demon beast said, it is a magic weapon that can change its own breath and disguise itself as a demon beast.