In the haze, Luo Huyu gradually woke up.

Overhead is a familiar curtain, surrounded by a faint scent of bamboo.

There were many more memories in her sea of consciousness, and she couldn't react at once.

Surrounded by the cold fragrance that has not yet dissipated.

She got up and pushed the door open.

Changyi was sweeping the floating leaves scattered in the bamboo courtyard, and Philip Meow was squatting in the bamboo pavilion with her eyes squinted and taking a nap, and the jar was jumping around on the bamboo fence as if she couldn't stay idle.

"Where's Ji Xun?" There was a slight hoarseness in her voice, which seemed to soften a little.

"He said yes, he went out to run errands." Changyi looked at Luo Yuyu, who was dressed in brilliance, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"By the way, can I stay and be the priest of the mountain temple, I can help you collect the power of faith and merit."

Luo Yuyu replied softly, and sat in the pavilion a little listlessly, with her hands on her cheeks and her eyes in the air.

The jar jumped over, and two small paws waved in front of her, but there was no reaction at all. He tried to climb on her head, trying to pull her hair with bad intentions.

Unexpectedly, before it touched her head, it was precisely grasped by the neck of fate.

Luo Yuyu's fingers neatly wrapped the dough into a round ball, kneading it mindlessly.

Philip Meow caught a glimpse of the altar's miserable appearance, and the fur on her body was agitated, but soon began to appreciate the appearance of the altar again comfortably struggling but unable to do so.

"Host, how many merits did you receive yesterday?" The jar that finally escaped from the body, far away from Luo Yuyu, smiled flatteringly.

Luo Yuyu looked at the sea for a while, and a faint surprise crossed her eyes.

"Now there are 11,000 merits in total." There was not the slightest hint of joy in her tone.

The jar was stunned for a moment, then rolled over and jumped over.

"Isn't that good, why aren't you happy at all, is it affected by the Sansheng Stone? Let me tell you, the three-life stone in the underworld is just a fake, and the real three-life stone is an artifact, so it will be so easy to crack. The impact of the fake Sansheng Stone on the gods is very small, and what you see may not be true. ”

"However, Huang Aniu died for me, and Chu Lu also died because of me, in this life, will anyone die to save me? I really can't stand it. Luo Yuyu was a little annoyed.

It's damn charming.

"The hosts are big, and they're all important people who have been recorded in the system. It won't disappear so easily, Tiandao Dad is still very good to you. The altar said seriously.

"When you become stronger, those ghosts will no longer be able to pose any threat to you."

Luo Yuyu looked at the faint clouds floating on the edge of the cliff, and her consciousness suddenly became much clearer.

"Then let's continue to collect merit. The Pregnancy Pill refined a few days ago has not yet come in handy, so we will send a wave. ”

According to the impression in her memory, the already elegant Qingxuan robe on her body changed into an ordinary gray cloth dress, with a small floral turban wrapped around her head, her face was powdered, and her temperament changed abruptly.

"Tsk." The jar circled around Luo Yuyu twice, "This shape-changing technique makes it good." It seems that there is nothing bad about recovering the memory. ”

Luo Yuyu glanced at it, "I should be quite similar like this, according to the little woman in the TV series." ”

"It's like it, if you carry a flat shoulder and pick up some spiritual fruits and vegetables, you will be a small vendor."

Luo Yuyu's eyes lit up, "I think your idea is very good." ”

He threw the jar into the small basket and went out to pick fruits and vegetables happily.

"Changyi and Philip stay and come to see the temple, let's go."

Due to the abundant rain, many vegetation in Qiuhong Mountain has begun to gradually recover, and with the protection of fairy power and the power of belief in the mountain temple, a lot of fresh wild fruits and wild vegetables have grown.

Halfway up the mountainside, he saw several mulberry trees bearing many unripe green mulberry fruits.

"Altar, it's time for you to play." Luo Yuyu laughed evilly twice, looking at the jar with naked ill intentions in her eyes.

Without saying a word, she picked up the jar that had not reacted, threw it at the mulberry tree with a spiral arm, and then jumped over it briskly.

Not very skillful to cast a clear moon and rain technique.

The Clear Moon Rain Technique is the mental technique she practiced in her previous life, and it is a secret technique in the Clear Moon Technique.

A small blue cloud condensed above the mulberry tree, and the drizzle fell, and the small green fruit on it quickly ripen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The jar shook off the rain on his body for unknown reasons.

"So, why did you throw me here?" It looked pitiful, accusing Luo of the atrocities she had just inflicted.

"Uh, sorry, sorry. I'm just afraid that there will be snakes and insects nearby, so I asked you to come and explore. Luo Yu happily plucked the ripe mulberries and put them in a small basket.

In a short time, a basket full of fruit was plucked.

She tasted one, sweet and sweet.

So, he separated a branch from the mulberry tree, put it in the cave, and planted it when he was ready to go back.

There are only three kinds of spirit fruits in the cave, which is too few.

"Jar, let's look for it again, maybe there are other wild fruits." Luo Yuyu said energetically that she was going to plant an orchard in the cave.

"Host, three hundred meters behind you, there is a wild orange tree." The jar pointed behind her.

Luo Yuyu picked up the wet jar and walked towards the destination as soon as he slipped away.

Sure enough, it was a young wild orange tree with a crooked neck.

It's that most of the body is leaning on the mountainside, and it's not easy to pick it up.

She cautiously measured the distance down the mountain, and calculated in her heart the extent of the pain of falling from here.

Then continue with what you just did.

Once again, the altar has become a trail opener.

It hung on the treetops and watched the pomelo stagger.

"You're not stupid, can't you fly?" It finally couldn't help it.

Luo Yuyu glanced at it suspiciously, "I'm a little peasant girl now, if I fly up and be seen, I won't think I'm a monster." ”

"Do you think there will be people on such a remote mountainside?" The jar roared.

Luo Yuyu patted her head embarrassedly, "Then I'll try." ”

As she spoke, she jumped down from the mountainside under the jar's surprised and helpless expression.

I missed the crooked-necked wild orange tree very smoothly.

It's like a shot put, gone forever.

Luo Yuyu subconsciously wanted to use the levitation technique, and then she crashed, and she couldn't think of the mantra of the levitation technique in her head.

She controlled her body flat, her hands spread, waiting for the dull pain after the fall.

The expected pain did not come, and a pair of solid arms took her to the fullest.

The hat covered most of his face, revealing only the delicate jawline.

Inexplicably somewhat familiar.

One of her hands was accidentally scraped, and the result was a tear.

Inadvertently glancing at his head, he happened to be facing a full sternocleidomastoid muscle.