Chapter 67: Rotting Grass Becomes Fireflies

Duckweed knew that this was Baizhu's handiwork, and secretly asked someone to send a letter to Jiaojiao, telling her that since she wanted to live a life of husband and children, she should not live on the same track as before. The number of lives she calculated for Jiaojiao has been changed, and she is no longer her father's tool.

And her brother naturally doesn't need to rely on her to soar.

Jiaojiao's life of peace and joy is regarded as a piece of her and Baizhu's heart.

Duckweed didn't know what the consequences would be if she changed her life against the sky, and she didn't know if the fate of mortals could be changed. If so, to what extent?

Baizhu has not come to Yuelai Inn for several days, and sometimes duckweed can always see that Xuanniao is not very good-looking when he turns around, and he can't help but sigh again and again: "If everyone in the world has a face like Baizhu, how good it would be." ”

"Master, if everyone looks like that monster, what fun is there in this world?" Xuanniao said angrily because he didn't like Baizhu very much.

"Hey, but Xuanniao used to be a monster, and they have all cultivated to immortals, why don't you choose to cultivate a good-looking appearance?" Duckweed then sighed.

Xiaowa was in a cold sweat and defended Xuanniao: "Xuanniao is not ugly, at least compared with men in the world, it is tall and strong, and it is powerful and powerful, especially manly." Although Xuanniao is different from those men with fine skin and tender meat, it is still very good-looking after looking at it for a long time. ”

"Xiaowa doesn't know that Xuanniao is a phoenix clan, and the men of their family look like demons, and they are even more beautiful than women. Like Xuanniao, it's indeed an outlier. Duckweed covered her lips and smiled.

"Master, it is precisely because of my superior spiritual power since I was a child that I am different from those other phoenix clans who are cowardly when they look at it. I've been laughed at by those people since I was a child, but I don't care, because they can't beat me, so I'll just beat me back. Master, I've been following you for thousands of years, why do you even laugh at me?" The aggrieved face of Xuanniao was very inconsistent with the tall figure.

Duckweed hurriedly comforted: "Don't be sad, Xuanniao, I don't dislike you. Didn't I feel it when I saw Baizhu? Except for red pine nuts, this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful person. It's also strange, I've seen a lot of demon spirits cultivated by spirit grass and spirit flowers, but it's the first time I've seen such beautiful eyes. ”

"What's the use of looking good. It's beautiful and can't be eaten as a meal. Xuanniao muttered, turned into a spirit magpie and jumped on Xiaowa, opened his beak and said, "Xiaowa, didn't you say that you want to see the fireflies in Bianjing? ”

Xiaowa tilted her head, touched the feathers of the spirit magpie, and said with a smile: "Okay." But my sister tells fortunes for others every day, and I haven't gone out to play for a long time, so let's call my sister today. ”

Xuanniao didn't speak, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Duckweed put away the snacks on the table, took out a shawl from the wardrobe and put it on for the little baby, and said with a smile: "How can there be fireflies in autumn? Why don't we go to the suburbs and cook some fish to eat." ”

Xiaowa and Xuanniao said happily together: "Okay, I haven't eaten grilled fish for a long time, I must eat enough today." ”

In early autumn, outside Bianjing.

A demon, an immortal, and one person crossed the Longjin Bridge and arrived at the Cai River. There are only a few scattered peasant households here, living around the Cai River.

The duckweed found a farmer and bought a chicken, and the woman saw that the duckweed and the little baby were just weak women, so she said very enthusiastically: "You daughters, you can occasionally ask someone to buy wild meat." Why do you have to come in person, you see, this chicken is making such a fuss, can you kill it? Ouch, you are so clean that your clothes should not be splashed with chicken blood when the time comes, you sit down a little, I will kill it for you, and you will take it to roast it to make a flower chicken, and you will not be spared. ”

Seeing that she insisted on helping them, duckweed smiled and thanked: "Thank you, we didn't think it through." So I have to bother my aunt. ”

The peasant woman was born black and strong, and she did things very neatly, and the chickens that had been plucked and plucked were cleaned up. The duckweed gave more silver, but the peasant woman smiled and did not refuse, and praised them for their good looks.

Before leaving, she grabbed the duckweed and whispered: "Little lady, I see that you and this little girl are very beautiful. There are few people in this village, so don't go to a place where there are no people. It's getting dark earlier than before, and the woods behind it are haunted every year, so you have to stay out of the woods and go home early when you're done eating. There is everything in Bianjing, so why do you have to come to the countryside to eat. ”

She sighed as she spoke.

The duckweed had to thank him again and again, and then took his leave, and walked around to the grove behind the village.

This forest is full of aquatic trees, and a few steps away from a pond will come across it. Seeing that there was no one around, the bird turned around in the air and turned into a human form again.

Xiaowa still said a little timidly: "Sister, didn't that aunt just say that it was haunted here, why do we still have to come in?"

Before duckweed could answer, he was snatched up by Xuanniao: "There is no demonic spirit here, there is no resentment, and it will not be haunted." People like to exaggerate things, and sometimes, even when the wind blows, they think it's a ghost. Besides, even if there are really evil ghosts, they can't beat me, so don't be afraid. ”

Xuanniao found a place where the terrain was relatively flat and close to water, and there were not so many branches to cover it, and quickly dug a small pit.

"It's a pity that there are no lotus leaves," Xuanniao sighed, looking at the thin-skinned and tender chicken, and holding the leaves that had been planted out of nowhere, and wrapping it. Then he took some water from the nearest pond, mixed it with the soil used to dig the pit, and wrapped the chicken tightly.

Duckweed smiled: "Over the years, Xuanniao's skills have become more and more proficient. I still like the flower chicken made by Xuanniao the most. ”

Xuanniao snorted coldly, did not speak, but silently lit some more fire, buried the chicken in the soil, and slowly roasted the chicken.

"Little baby, you light a fire for the Xuanniao, there are a lot of fish in this pond, let the Xuanniao catch a few. Duckweed patted the little baby's hand and said.

"Good. The little baby replied with a smile.

The autumn sun was not very good, and the air was a little humid because of a few autumn rains. There are a lot of miscellaneous trees in the woods, and they give off a strange smell of grass and rotting grass.

Duckweed made a swing with a spell, sat on it and looked at the pond, and said to Xiaowa with a smile: "Xiaowa, maybe you can really see fireflies." It smells of rotting grass, hey, it's amazing. ”

While the little baby was burning the fire, she looked up and asked, "Hey, didn't my sister say that there are no fireflies in autumn?"

"On the day of the great heat, the rotten grass is fireflies, the soil moistens the heat for the next five days, and the heavy rain travels on the next five days. It's already autumn, and I still won't go. Duckweed muttered.

The words were scattered in the wind, and only the rotting grass could hear them.