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Mozi returned discouraged, and then went to the forest in the eastern suburbs twice, but it was still in vain. In desperation, he had no choice but to temporarily return to his small farm to rummage through the rewards he had received from his previous tasks, and perhaps some other spirit food seeds had been thrown in the corner by him.

But no, the spiritual food seeds are all for fitness and marrow-washing.

Did those idiot colleagues get into the brain? Haven't completed the task for a few years? What kind of god hermit should be this quality? It's simply cumbersome.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and he was waiting to do the task to get a reward to save his life!

What about scolding too much? God didn't react at all. He was angry and hateful, and frantically played around the small farm to vent his frustration and grievances.

"Mozi ......" A familiar call sounded in his mind.

"Get out! All the! He slammed his stick, and a small tree broke off beside him.

"Mozi, Mozi, listen to me first, I have a way to restore your ......" The other party didn't care about his anger at all, but said more gently.

Recover? Mozi raised his eyes, his expression uncertain.

"What's the solution?"

A small piece of the bead was missing, and the purple glow of the light flowed in front of him out of thin air.

"I'll teach you a mantra and put it on your face every seven days to swim around, and after seven hundred and forty-nine days, your appearance will return to its previous appearance. However, you'll have to practice every three months until you find a way to recover. ”

This is a spirit bead that people can't put down, very beautiful, the purple crystal light is like a very explosive electric current, as if you can hear it scurrying around.

But—

"The evil spirit is so strong...... Mozi stretched out his hand and touched it, his fingertips were slightly hot as if they had been electrocuted.

The girl's face was hurt and her expression was gloomy, "...... It is my natal spirit bead. Mozi, I'm from the underworld, and to you humans, I'm an evil demon......"

"Uh, don't get me wrong, I just said it casually, I didn't mean to discriminate against you." mentioned other people's sad things, Mozi was busy explaining.

"It's okay, then...... Do you want to hear the spell? If he refused, it meant that he disliked her origin as much as the people of the underworld.

"Of course," Moko tried to look happy, "what am I going to do?" Also, will it affect you? ”

He wanted to rely on himself, but unfortunately it backfired, and relying on women to achieve his goals made him ashamed of himself.

"It's just a loss of some spiritual power, and it doesn't affect me much. I now have a stable life, and I practice when I have time, and I can quickly make up for that little loss. On the contrary, it is you, if you don't regain your appearance, your family should be in a hurry. ”

Mozi pinched the spirit bead, and after a long time, Fang said, "Thank you......"

The other party's apricot eyes flashed twice, his smile was dyed, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent into a charming arc......

In early spring, there is still a bit of chill.

The forest in the eastern suburbs is especially bad, but the herb nectar flowers sent by the second sister Lian Ting have bloomed.

Pink buds the size of a woman's fist bloom in the early morning of early spring, and the flower cups are filled with luscious and pure elixir. At the moment of flowering, the refreshing sweet fragrance fills the herb garden.

However, there are only a few people who are as unnatural as Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass during the growth period.

Once the elixir in the flowers is drunk, it will wither after a few days and bloom in the spring of the following year.

Drinking it is the same as picking the whole flower.

Therefore, after Qiu Bao negotiated with the little sparrow, he took a few porcelain bottles from Zisang's house to fill the nectar, and left a dozen flowers for it to drink occasionally to relieve its hunger.

Fairy grass fruit is its staple food, and it is usually tightly guarded. Nectar is equal to its drink, and it is okay to drink water after drinking, so there is not much resistance.

Since the quantity is small, it is all shared for others to enjoy.

Two bottles were left in the Shenfu for the workers, one bottle each for the two Qiu families and the Shi family, one bottle for Zisang's parents, and the rest were all distributed to the Zisang people to try it themselves.

The nectar is not evenly divided and can be compensated for by something else.

Because after the dew is picked, the whole flower is picked and sent to the Zisang tribe to make wine, or it is quite sweet to make nectar.

Before the spring of March, the light rain continued, and the raindrops smashed on the green peach leaves. The emerald green is shaking, and a few pink and white flower bones are dotted in the middle, which is quite meaningful.

Zisang and Qiu Bao originally wanted to go out, but the rain became heavier and heavier when they cooked breakfast, and their interest in going out suddenly decreased. In this kind of weather, the most comfortable thing is not to go to work or go to class, to stay quietly at home to enjoy flowers and tea, and be leisurely.

Anping City is not a first-tier city, and it is rare that there is an ancient civilization exhibition where the two of them want to go to see it, but it rains, and Zisang can only accompany her to enjoy the spring rain scenery at home.

His parents went on vacation, and the whole family belongings were on him, and he occasionally had to go overseas on weekends, and even if he came back, he hid in the study all day and didn't come out.

Today is Saturday, and he rarely has time to walk out of the study, and the two of them watch TV in the living room after breakfast.

In fact, it doesn't matter what is broadcast on TV, the important thing is that someone will accompany you to watch and chat.

"Zisang, do you say there is a paradise in the world?" Qiu Bao sat on the sofa and kneaded Zisang's shoulders, beat his back and massaged, and the two took turns to serve each other.

"Of course, Tushan's 'Fox Township' is well-known in the other world, the spiritual realm of Qingqiu is picturesque, and there is a hidden stone dwelling of dusty people...... Zisang, who was sitting on the carpet, put one hand on her lap, rubbed her eyebrows, and said a series of place names without thinking.

Qiu Bao thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "What about the Temple of the Afterlife?" ”

"Temple of the Dead? It is a realm outside the square, and the monastery is full of cultivators, and the surrounding environment is harsh and dangerous, and it is not beautiful at all. "There are not only natural hazards formed by nature, but also the enchantment laid by the monks in the temple, and it may not be easy for outsiders to enter.

"You want to go?"

Qiu Bao hurriedly shook his head, "No." "Buddhism is not suitable for her, and she can only find guilt when she goes.

Zisang understood her scruples and smiled, "I'm used to seeing green mountains and green waters, and occasionally going to some dry and bare peaks and cliffs is quite spectacular." Yesterday, after class, I met Master Baili on the road, and he asked the two of us to go out for a walk if we had time to cultivate our temperament. ”

Ah p, Tao is a ghost, obviously borrowing Zisang's mouth to warn her to stop.

Secretly complaining, Qiu Bao rolled his eyes, and the other party's foreign domain was not very interested.

"I'll talk about it when I have time, I still like legends like paradise."

"The environment of our own family is good, and your divine mansion is also very good."

Qiu Bao pursed his lips, "How can the family flowers have the fragrance of wild flowers, I always think that other people's peach sources are the most beautiful." ”

Zisang couldn't help but chuckle, look at this metaphor...... There is some truth to it.

The two were chatting happily, and a happy female voice suddenly came out of the TV: "What type of boy do I like?" Oh, hehe, it's so hard to answer your question......" lowered his eyes and covered his mouth and chuckled, so hypocritical that he didn't want to.

But the sound was familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere.

The young couple looked at each other at the same time, yo, isn't this model Linna?

"Is her scene on TV?" Qiu Bao asked in surprise.

Terrible! It's not easy for college students to make their own micro-movies on TV. (To be continued.) )