Chapter 1786: Bamboo Capable of Doing a Job (One Shift)
After all, Bamboo has a little conscience, and when Yexi was so disheartened that he wanted to give up, he appeared.
Real body.
In the abyss.
Nightbrook grabbed the entrance and rubbed her eyes again and again.
"Mirage?"
Bamboo rolled her eyes elegantly and beckoned to her, "Come here." In the abyss, they can't capture my location. β
Well, this one is on the run.
Yexi moved, and suddenly remembered something: "Wait first, I'll go and pick up the baby." β
Bamboo sneered: "People have gone early." β
Yexi was stunned: "You know?" β
Bamboo flicked his sleeves: "Xingchao, the old tea stalk will never be missed, if I expected it to be good, he would have to wake up even if he vomited blood." β
Yexi took a deep look, you move your hands and feet, can he break it?
Bamboo smiled, the smile was very cold, very proud: "It's really unintentional to plant flowers." I had long forgotten about the Star Tide, but he caught up, either pretending to be dead and missing this time, or rushing over with his injuries getting worse. With his temper... It must have passed. β
Yexi's heart stopped: "The baby and the empty space also went?" β
And swallowing the sky.
So, has she been abandoned by the whole world?
Bamboo glanced at her: "It's restrained." β
Night Creek is going to be fried.
"He's still going to fight the stars, and he won't do anything to them."
What should have been owed has been owed, and he does not dare to do anything.
Yexi jumped in and came to him, suspicious: "I seem to hear you humming?" β
Bamboo nodded: "The mood is indeed good." β
β...β
Bamboo stretched out his hand.
Night Creek: "What? β
"Mirror."
Oh, this one.
Yexi took out the twin mirrors, put them in his hand, and said, "It's useless for me to take it." β
Bamboo glanced at her, the palm of her hand moved, the quaint mirror dripped, and when it stopped, it had become a deep purple two-strand hairpin, very short, and the two hairpins were twisted into a support, holding a large purple and black pearl.
Bamboo looked at her head, and as soon as she raised her hand, the hairpin was stuck in the root of her horsetail, upright.
Yexi shook her head and pretended to smile shyly: "Is it good-looking?" β
Bamboo frowned.
Night Creek: "Isn't it pretty? β
To be picked.
"Take it." Bamboo said: "Why don't you look like a woman when you bring it?" It can be seen that it is your own problem. β
Yexi pressed his heart, calmed his breath, and with a thought, he took out a particularly gorgeous, gem-studded, and golden Huashenglai, and said goodbye to his head, and the long tassels hung down on both sides.
Provocation: How? Dare to say I'm a man?
Bamboo: "... Ugly. β
was so angry that Yexi picked up Huasheng and wanted to pull out the hairpin again.
"Keep it." Bamboo stopped her.
Yexi was terrified: "Raised? It's not going to suck my blood, is it? β
Bamboo: "Your blood is useful?" β
β...β
Taking a deep breath, Yexi sneered: "My new body, just a cosmetic product?" β
Bamboo decides to shut up.
Yexi snorted, and after being depressed, he touched the little hairpin, only to feel that a bead the size of a dragon's eye was cold, and he shook his head again, feeling uncomfortable, as if he had pressed a tack.
"Can't you change the style? Like a headband or something. β
She originally used a headband, a simple and small one, just to tie her hair up, and it didn't have any other purpose.
After speaking, I felt my fingers move, the original headband clicked and broken, the hair loosened and tied up, and the spiritual power was swept away, a purple and black headband.
The pearl is gone, well, very imposing.
Belch? Spirit?
Laughing: "Can you nourish it with it like this?" What can it be? β
Bamboo sighed: "The energy in the purple sea has been absorbed by you alone, do you know how many generations it has been raised?" Did the predecessors plant the trees and the later ones cut them? Don't think about your future apprentices? β
Yexi paused his hand and said as easily as possible: "I think it's good, junior brother and sister are also very good." β
Bamboo looked at her deeply: "There's something quite interesting. β
Well?
Night Creek stared, why did you suddenly say that?
"Your first master, Red Line, after you, there are no other apprentices."
Yexi sighed in her heart, and immediately defended herself: "She gave birth to children, six, where is the energy to accept apprentices." β
"Another master, Mu Yun, the condition for accepting you is that there are no other apprentices in this life."
"That's what he said, and I really tried to persuade him."
"As for meβ"
"That's your pick." Night Creek Speed.
Bamboo laughed: "You, you are the Terminator." β
It doesn't have to be the first, but be sure to do the last.
Yexi was unconvinced: "My master has six children, I sent them." Master Mu Yun has the filial piety of the light spotted ants, and I will earn enough face for him. You-"
Well, I don't have that strength yet.
Zhuzi said for her: "I, you raise Zihai back for me first." β
Yexi went to touch the horse's tail again: "How to raise?" β
It is the rule to cut down a big tree and make up for the saplings.
"The twin mirrors can absorb energy on their own, such as star tides."
Yexi's heart moved: "Shenjing can't do it?" β
Bamboo nodded.
Yexi: "Anyway, if you have time, you can tell me about our sect." β
A sect that doesn't even have a name.
"Zongmenβ" Bamboo let out a long sigh, and then said, "I haven't remembered it for a long time." β
β...β
So, what kind of magical organization did she enter?
"Then tell me about your master, and your master's master, and your master's master's master..."
"Theyβ" another long sigh muttered to himself, "I don't know if they're dead." β
β...β
Yexi silently released the painting boat and asked him to go on first, and then he went on again.
"Say whatever you want, say what you want."
She only needs one person to talk to her, it's not a void limit, she's already driven this person away and released everyone to eat, drink and have fun.
No one spoke for a long time.
The corners of Yexi's mouth couldn't stop twitching, was there nothing to say?
"Forget it, don't talk about it."
Bamboo raised his contemplative face: "I was wondering where to start." β
"Oh... You're quite old. β
β... Let's talk about schoolwork. β
β...β
I hate homework!
But the Night King has always been a good student, especially when it comes to doing homework, the kind of student who has to go to school without homework to create homework.
After checking the homework, Bamboo felt that it couldn't be too harsh, so he praised it.
"It's not a shame."
Yexi was tired and didn't want to speak.
Then she couldn't speak.
The bamboo sealed her mouth, then hung her on the bow of the boat, and held her in silence so that she could not look behind her.
Yexi is going crazy, this is going to drive her crazy.
Is the dead bamboo going to "cure" her? Are you sure she won't go crazy until healed?
I want to ask, protest, but unfortunately I can't move.
The bad-eyed bamboo didn't make a single movement.
Count.
One, two, three...
Chanting.
When the Bodhisattva of Freedom is doing the deep Prajnaparamita...
Stumble!
Counting less than a hundred, chanting less than fifty words, I can't hold on.
She was a little skeptical that Cangzhi had prepared some small gifts for herself without her knowledge.
Gu worms.
At this moment, under the skin, above the flesh, something tiny came out, in columns, in groups, with long feet, and hair on them, and the hair, thick and hard, scraped her skin and swept her flesh.
It's itchy, it's itchy.
The corners of his mouth twitched, his eyelids trembled, his nose shrugged, and Yexi's uncontrollable face twitched.
The bamboo was within a meter of her, and although his back was to him, he could see it if he wanted to.
Frowning, this is less than a stick of incense, I can't stand it anymore?
This is the case... Itchy?
But why is it itchy? Why doesn't it hurt? Not hemp?
Bamboo pondered, and his consciousness silently landed on her neck, leaning forward little by little, reaching her face, under the skin, and deeper.
No, nothing unusual.