Si Qi ate the last remaining chicken and went back to Lingfeng Pavilion. Before I entered the inner courtyard, I only heard the sound of smashing basins and bowls, mixed with the sound of a man or a woman.

Si Qi shrank his head and dodged a broken bowl that flew in, according to the memory of the original owner, this person who is neither male nor female is Si Qi's fifth uncle-Ji Ruo.

Sure enough, Ji Ruo in the inner courtyard was wearing a peach-colored cotton suit, his legs were tightly wrapped around his legs as thin as hemp poles, and he was wearing a pair of red snow boots with a circle of rabbit fur on his feet.

A flat shoehorn face with a pair of small eyes the size of soybeans, a mouth that constantly spews out spittle with noise, smashes the dishes and bowls in the kitchen while shouting, and pats her thighs "painfully" from time to time, which is a little more powerful than the shrew under the mountain.

A bunch of small radish heads next to him were hidden behind the rockery to watch the excitement, and a few older disciples came forward to persuade them, but the head Ji Tang didn't come forward at all. She knew her junior brother's temper, and she had already gone to other sects to discuss it from the beginning, and Ji Ruo really couldn't pursue anything when she came back except for throwing a few dishes and getting angry.

Si Qi looked coldly at Ji Ruo's mouth like a flower for a long time without repeating the swear words, and had to praise:

This is also a talent!

Si Qi smiled secretly in his heart, quietly swept over the wall with his light skills, and went directly into his room, and went to bed to sleep.

Ji Ruo is very angry, the spirit chicken that he has worked so hard to raise has just become a climate, and he is preparing to rely on it to subdue a few monsters to become famous, but he didn't expect that he had just been out for half a month. When I came back, I found that there were only a few chicken feathers left in the chicken coop of the spirit chicken, and the spirit chicken was actually gone.

The greyhoar is different from the average rooster in that it is psychic. And ordinary poisons, demons, and ghosts are not its opponents, and when it encounters such a thing as the sun, it can only hide, so it can't be taken away by the beasts in the mountains, this thief should be a person from Lingfeng Pavilion, and his kung fu is not bad.

Ji Ruo was not only annoyed by the loss of his spirit pet, but what made him even more unbearable was that there were people in the Lingfeng Pavilion who dared to despise his majesty and dare to bully him. Only then did she scold her, wanting Ji Tang to give her an explanation.

As a result, the momentum came, and Ji Tang hid out again. This made him lose face, and he couldn't help but stand at the door and scold.

Si Qicai is not worried about those unconscious bear children Gaomi. Ji Ruo can shout and scold people again, and it doesn't hurt to scold a few words, but it hurts Si Qi to beat people. And specifically hit places that others can't see. Even the skin is not red, it hurts terribly.

Especially the mean-looking third junior sister Chang Xiao'e, after being carried to the firewood room by Si Qi and talking about her "heart" for half an hour, she ran out with a pale face, and she didn't dare to look at Si Qi anymore.

Xiao Zhuo is even more clever and good at reading people's faces, when he saw Si Qi pinching the dead spirit chicken and twisting his neck to bleed, he was so scared that his soul was about to come out.

Originally, Si Qi's ability was greater than them, coupled with this murderous expression and fierce eyes, he remembered that he was the first to go to Master Gaomi. When he came back, Si Qi looked at him like a poisonous snake that spits out letters. Even now, be careful that your liver is still trembling!

Si Qi used to like children, but what he couldn't stand the most was the bear children who wore children's skins and had a worse personality than demons, they did almost all kinds of evil, which made people hate them so much. But as an adult, you can't do anything to them.

This time, he finally dressed as a big child, or their "senior sister", the eldest sister is the mother, and the matter of educating the child should fall on the senior sister, so Si Qi "disciplined" the master very responsibly, and the effect is very good.

Ji Ruo's throat was smoking, and later even the few disciples who came to persuade him to fight for the sake of face went to do their own things, and a few bear children also ran out to play, no one watched him perform, and he himself was tired and panicked.

"TNND, if you want the old lady to know who stole my Lingji, I have to ......" Ji Ruo muttered and was just about to get up from the ground, only to hear a nice voice outside: "Excuse me, is this Lingfeng Pavilion?" ”

Spotless white clothes, long hair with dark clouds, skin as white as jade, eyebrows as black as ink straight into the temples, thin lips with spring, a beautiful man like a fairy is standing at the door of Lingfeng Pavilion, next to a little boy with a comb and a bag of hair carved in powder.

Ji Ruo's eyes lit up, and the two small eyes the size of mung beans emitted green light, like an old wolf who had been hungry for half a month, eager to flow out of the place.

"Yes, yes, handsome guy, who are you looking for? What's the matter? Ji Ruo swooped to the beautiful man's side, wishing that the person he was looking for was himself.

Ji Ruo's honor made this big and small white jade masonry people very disgusted, and the two of them spared no effort to take two steps back, and then replied: "That's the case, this morning my brother ate a roast chicken from a disciple of your sect, according to that disciple, what kind of hundred-year-old spirit chicken is this chicken, I went back and prepared a thank you gift, ready to return it to the disciple of your sect, and also paid her chicken money......"

"Oh, it's easy to say, isn't it just a chicken, what's worth it? Well? A greyhound? Ji Ruo suddenly felt that he knew something.

"Whose are you eating? Is it a red hairy one with seven red dots on the crown? Ji Ruo's heart was beating like a drum, for fear that it would be what he imagined.

"Uh-huh, my brother eats chicken, and we don't know what the feathers look like. You can ask the disciple of your sect in a moment, she should know what the feathers look like when she roasts the chicken! ”

Ji Ruo couldn't listen to it anymore, he pointed to his favorite handsome guy's heart was about to break, his spiritual pet was actually eaten by him, and he didn't even leave a single hair, if it was someone else, he would definitely pounce on it and beat him directly, but this, he was heartache and reluctant.

"In the end, which disciple had the audacity to kill my spirit chicken?" Ji Ruoyi pushed open the door of the courtyard where the little disciple was staying, "Take a look, look at who is roasting the chicken for you, who is it?" I'm going to have to break her legs......"

The beautiful man frowned, "Isn't it just a spirit chicken?" I ...... "He wants to say what a spirit chicken is worth, and he also breaks his disciple's legs, could it be that this Spirit Peak Pavilion is very poor, and he usually can't eat meat at all?" Then he should be more generous and give that disciple more things.

"Lao Tzu eats, what's wrong?"

Si Qi held a toothpick in his mouth, walked out with his clothes draped and leaned against the door frame, squinting at Ji Ruo, "My master said, my body is weak, and I don't need to say what I want to eat, just go and get it myself." They said that Uncle Shi, your chickens are good, so I caught them and ate them, and I regretted it after the first bite. Uncle, I would like to advise you, this chicken is not good for the elderly, and even the chicken is firewood when it is old, which makes me stuff my teeth. (To be continued......)