In the evening, the blue bird felt that he could no longer tolerate and promote this vice, so he shouted angrily. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dog, can you be quiet!"

The big cat stared at the second-floor window with his head held high.

"You still call me a, you yell at me!"

The blue bird twisted his eyebrows and looked helpless.

If it really doesn't work, there is another way, to block your hearing, and you won't be able to hear anything. But......

Downstairs, next to the ground, squatting a light blue figure, the back is tall, but curled up in a ball, this posture has been for him all day, but except for squatting like this, he has no other movements, that's it, it makes the blue bird worry even more.

Little fool, he's nothing, right?

The blue bird called him, "Pull the deed, pull the deed." ”

There was a gust of wind blowing on the side of the soil, and if you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't find a figure in the shade of the trees. He crouched there, half of his side reverent and earnest, as if he hadn't heard the call of the blue bird.

The blue bird's voice was the loudest, his hands were open to his mouth, and he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Pull the deed!" ”

His head lifted slightly, but after a breath, it slowly drooped again.

It's down again!

The blue bird didn't know what kind of trick he had fallen into, and he couldn't let him squat like this all the time. Half a day passed, and it was already time to eat.

Bluebird is a goblin who feeds on her own energy, and it doesn't really make much difference to her whether she eats or not.

But he's different, he's just a mortal now.

There is life and old age, sickness and death, fragile and tenacious.

Mortals are the most fragile clan in the Three Realms, but the blue bird wanders in the mortal world, and has seen many different mortals, who will cultivate immortals, martial arts, and get along with many strange things to protect their vulnerability.

That's where Bluebird finds the most magical.

The blue bird went downstairs with her skirt in her hand, walked out of the house, and slowly walked behind Batch and stood still, her eyes following his gaze, but she saw a hole in the black earth, and found nothing different.

Could it be that because he was born in the countryside, he has a special attachment to the land?

Bluebird didn't have the patience to spend any more time with him.

It's getting dark, and it's time to cook.

In fact, when the blue bird was a demon, she lived very casually, just like this huge Cangshan, without any restrictions, when to eat, whether to eat, what to eat, it only depends on her mood, with a "like." ”

But after Batchi came, Bluebird felt that he had a lot of things to worry about every day.

Will anyone bully him, is he in a good mood, what to eat today, he seems to like that fruit tea a lot, brew a little more next time, seeing that he is eighteen years old, do you want to buy a house for him to marry a daughter-in-law in a few years, mortals have a short lifespan, I don't know if he minds marrying a demon.

Blue Bird feels that she is like raising a child, everything has to be planned, and she has more and more potential to be a "mother".

But these feelings will only appear in a certain moment, because the person in front of him is still a deed after all.

The bluebird looked at him again, and stepped into the rest.

Soil is the essence of soil, and it is no longer considered soil in the ordinary sense, so the texture will be different, and stepping on it is like stepping on soft and elastic clouds.

The bluebird had already recognized the Lord, and was very familiar with the smell of the blue bird, and as soon as the blue bird's feet came into contact with the soil, they immediately sensed it, and they fluctuated with great joy.

It was the first time he saw this scene, so the curiosity in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Seeing this, the blue bird moved in his heart and stretched out his hand to him with a smile.

"Do you want to come in?"

Baqi tilted his head and thought about it for a while, and then solemnly put his hand in the palm of the blue bird and let her hold it.

His feet stepped into the soil, and the soil agitated a few times, and then gradually calmed down in the soothing of the blue bird. Batchet is not a plant, so it will be rejected by the soil.

The soil can engulf everything in the world, so the blue bird has been holding Baqi's hand and didn't dare to let go, but fortunately, Baqi is also very cooperative, and he didn't break free at all.

"What are you going to eat tonight? What do you like to eat? Okay, I forgot you weren't going to tell me, so let me choose. Pumpkin? The pumpkin also has to be disemboweled and seeded, which is very troublesome. Wax gourd? No meat boiled soup comes out not delicious. Sweet potato? Ate it yesterday. Ay! Or maybe that's it! ”

The bluebird chose all the way, and finally pointed to the few corn plants scattered in front of him and shouted.

"Let's take corn on the cob today, do you like it?"

Baqi looked at the blue bird expectantly, and finally nodded.

He looked all the way, and he just felt. The fruits and vegetables on this land grow at will. The pumpkin vine climbed along the apple tree, and a few pumpkins were born at random, one side was still blooming, and the other side had already borne fruit, and the winter melon was said to be a winter melon, which in his opinion actually looked a little like a watermelon, a bright and round one.

The blue bird had already reached out to break the corn, but even so, she didn't dare to be careless, and held the hand of the deed tightly.

She had seen a porcupine engulfed by Silo, and she didn't dare joke with Batche's life.

The blue bird pulled and twisted the corn, but it didn't let the corn bend over, and of course, the corn cob was naturally hanging on the cob.

Pulling Qi leaned over, reached out and grabbed the bottom of the blue bird's palm, and exerted a slight force.

"Click."

A corn cob was in his hand.

Bluebird was a little embarrassed.

She reached out to take it, and Batch turned her hand to the corn below.

"Click."

The blue bird has hugged it with one hand.

"Enough is enough, not anymore."

Batchi seemed to be addicted, until the blue bird called him, he reluctantly withdrew his hand, and picked out a few from the blue bird's arms with one hand, only carrying the top ears of corn, without the embarrassment of the blue bird in his arms.

So the blue bird was even more embarrassed.

Who just said that the adopted son, this decisive slap in the face every minute, who said it, drag it over, feed the soil!

Although the blue bird is not to have zero life skills, but it is not a fairy with a delicate life, sometimes, Baqi feels that boiling corn in water, cabbage in water, sweet potatoes in water, and meat in water will often happen in the future, and he is mentally prepared.

He felt that boiling corn in water was better than boiling cabbage in water, so he cherished this meal very much.

The blue bird bites the corn and stares hatefully at Batche, and the corn cob in his hand.

He lives next to the Liu family and his wife like this, and the old man Liu really never suspects that this child was actually brought here, or was he dropped by someone when he went out.

His elegant style, looking up and down, doesn't look like a person who can be raised in Wuli Village.

After biting one, he blinked, reached out and took another one out of the basket, first three by three, gnawed out of the place, and then row after row of corn fell smoothly into his mouth.

The blue bird was stunned, and his eyes were full of admiration. The two of them wiped out a large basket of corn cobs, touched their bellies, and collapsed on their chairs satisfied.

The dining table was still moved to the courtyard of the cave, and the sky was full of stars overhead, and there were stars twinkling and moving.