It's a bad cake, Mei Shen is in good spirits again!

The mountain spirits and water monsters, flowers, grasses, insects and fish in the windy streams were all in a commotion, and some even pondered that the whole family would pack up their burdens and move to live on the edge of the east wind building. "Dongfeng Xiaozhu" is a large white house, decorated with some emerald green bamboo, which is very elegant. This is Dongjun's residence, except that it is larger, it is not much different from the white houses of other spirits.

In order to prevent the "destruction" of the plum god, they would rather give up their own single-family house and get close to Dongjun. After all, only within a hundred meters of Dongjun will the plum god converge into a "good" goddess. Their commotion made the houses around Dongfeng Xiaozhu full of demons, crowded like a vegetable market.

Some of the goblins even asked for a rental fee, but the rental fee had risen to ten wind spirit stones a day, and they couldn't resist the surging tide of migration.

"Lord Adversary, you are truly mighty, mighty, and famous...... Ah~~" The colorful parrot fluttered its exaggerated colorful wings, and its head was higher than the head of a bull.

The one-horned white civet rolled his eyes, and the broken bird actually finished his lines. It's a pity that he is a divine beast, and he has to search through the idioms. After searching for a long time, there was really nothing to say, so it had to shake its four hooves and step forward to open the way for Lord Meishen.

The water in the thousand-foot pool exploded, and a little girl in purple jumped out of it. Petite and flexible body, fair and delicate skin, smart and pretty phoenix eyes, long eyelashes flickering, very playful. A sprig of red plum stretches from the cheek to the temple, and climbs all the way up to the forehead.

Jiu Mingmei checked the toes of the ****, made a few turns, and was in a very happy mood. Qianqi Lake is really a treasure land of Qing Ling Yuxiu, and the aura is very sufficient, but the ten days of hard work not only relieves the poison of the yin ghost and evil qi, repairs the wounds gnawed by the heavenly sword and the demon beetle, but more importantly, ......

She rolled up her sleeves, looked at the purple ribbon engraved on her arm, picked up a corner, and pulled it off. A completely soft and smooth purple yarn is full of the residual breath of the wind and thousands of clouds. She put the strap to her lips and kissed it deeply, only to feel the purple yarn rubbing her cheeks under the wind, like a gentle touch of Qianji.

"Let's go!" Jiu Mingmei let out a sigh of satisfaction, folded the purple gauze belt neatly again, and solemnly placed it in the position of his heart.

The great god of Dongjun did not come, but only sent a white beaver over and led her to Dongfeng Xiaozhu to listen to instructions.

Jiu Mingmei smiled brightly, very conscious of being a sprinkler and sweep child, as soon as he entered the Dongfeng Xiaozhu, he found a broom bar on his shoulder at the corner of the yard.

She is very familiar with this courtyard, and in the past 30,000 years, she has been sticking to Dongjun from time to time. Thirty thousand years have passed, and the natural courtyard wall formed by the green pothos trees, the soft and comfortable green grass when stepped on, the three tall peach trees, and the calcined stone chessboard and two low stools under the trees have not changed in the slightest.

Jiu Mingmei carried a broom into the house, and Dongjun was lying on the bamboo recliner by the window reading a book. Dressed in a white god robe, full of elegance and leisurely demeanor, Rao is lying down, and it is also good-looking. Even the ordinary old blue-skinned thread-bound book, held in Dongjun's palm, was also dyed with a bit of fairy energy.

"Yu Dongjun, the plum god has been brought." The one-horned civet saluted respectfully.

Dongjun didn't get up, only said two words coolly: "Dongfeng Xiaozhu has not been cleaned for 3,000 years, and from now on, it will be handed over to Jiu Mingmei." I only have three requests......"

Jiu Mingmei smiled, looking extremely respectful: "But according to the orders of the Great God of Dongjun." ”

"One, it's clean;

"Second, the object must not change its position at will;

"Third, don't use magic."

"Okay!" Jiu Mingmei agreed very happily, "However, the little god also has a reluctant request." ”

"Say."

"There is a big event the day after tomorrow, and the little god needs to go out, and I hope that the great god of Dongjun will be gracious."

Dongjun's figure was stunned, and his knotted hands were holding books, very tight.

The one-horned white civet is also a wonder in his heart, Lord Mei Shen has always acted freely and perversely, never greets when he goes in and out of the wind and stream, when did he become so "well-behaved"? Isn't it...... There is a conspiracy?!

"Your legs are on your own."

Dongjun floated out such a sentence, and locked his eyes on the book again.

Jiu Mingmei smiled, thanked him, picked up the broom and began to work.

Compared with some pavilions and pavilions in the Heavenly Realm, Dongfeng Xiaozhu is really small in scale, and there is no posture of a great god. Running back and forth is a matter of minutes. She first swept the yard, and swept the fallen peach leaves, withered yellow grass, and unknown debris into a pile. Although these little things have withered, they are still innocently raised by the wind and stream, with a bit of spirituality.

Jiu Mingmei knew that Dongjun didn't like the way the mortal world disposed of garbage, and he didn't like these spiritual things to be burned and discarded at will. So, she dug a pit under the peach tree, swept the dead leaves into it and buried it, and made a trick to transform them into spiritual powder nourishment to nourish the peach tree.

"No spells!" A beautiful head suddenly popped out of the window, drink, Dongjun God can be regarded as getting up from the recliner, but the tone is really not good, "The demonic nature has not been eliminated, and the unauthorized use of magic will only pollute the spirit plant!" ”

Jiu Mingmei was not angry, she took a bite of her little white teeth, and smiled all over her face: "Order!" ”

After that, she obediently accepted the spell and buried the pit with her bare hands.

Outside the courtyard wall of the green pothos tree, countless little heads were looking inside, seeing this scene, and finally reassured: Oh, the great god of Dongjun is strong, and there is no discussion about suppressing the plum god!

"The wind blows and the spirits obey the order!" Dongjun suddenly said, "God Mei will no longer toss the spirits at will, ...... Go back to your own home, find your own mother! ”

A gust of wind swept by, and the little heads outside the green pothos trees wailed in their throats, all of which made the wind blew away. Well, I guess the goblins who are trying to get some thieves are going to lose a big deal!

Jiu Mingmei smiled "poof", lying on the edge of the pit and laughing and trembling.

Dongjun ignored her, went back to the house, and continued to lie on the bamboo recliner, reading his old blue book.

Jiu Mingmei was suddenly aroused, quietly stood on tiptoe, moved to the window step by step, and peeked at the book in Dongjun's hand. Dongjun has always read Taoist masterpieces such as "Wind and Rain Record", "Getaway", "Kunpeng Fuyao Shu" and "Tao Jing", and the scriptures quoted in his mouth are also one set after another, and he is not too boring. There is no slang in some books, such as "each goes back to his own home, each finds his own mother", so what books have Dongjun been "poisoned" in the past 500 years?

Her eyes widened, and she finally saw the cover of the old blue book, and when she landed, she let out a "poof", and she didn't hold back, and laughed with tears on her face.

I saw that the cover was written with the words: "Gold/Bottle/Plum". (To be continued.) )