Ruan Ling sat down cross-legged, flipped out a small notebook, checked the prayers of the past few days, and said, "I went to Wanju Mountain." ”

"What?" Hua Hanxiang jumped up, "Have you offended Pu Zihuang?" ”

"Yes, Xiao Hei ate his brother." Ruan Ling said, "He wants me to bury his brother." ”

Hua Hanxiang glared at her: "You fell into the hands of that chicken, can you still come back in a good way?" ”

"Who told you that Pu Zihuang is a chicken?"

"That's what everyone else says, doesn't they?"

"It's not."

"That?"

"A purebred flower peacock." Ruan Ling lowered his head and looked at the book carefully, and said casually, "It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful peacock." ”

Hua Hanxiang immediately leaned over: "Pu Zihuang is actually a peacock?" Oh my boy, it's terrible. No wonder he has been in Wanju Mountain for many years, and no one dares to provoke him. Is he handsome? ”

"Joon."

"How handsome is it, how is it compared to your little brother Pei?"

"Zhilan Yushu, no equal." Ruan Ling said honestly, "But they are two different styles, Pu Zihuang is too evil, I don't like it." ”

Hua Hanxiang cried with joy: "My God, there are still men in this world who are as handsome as Pei Shu!" I have to meet them. By the way, does he have a wife? ”

"Looks like ...... No, there is none. ”

"Great, great!" Hua Hanxiang had a demonic expression on her face, and she couldn't wait to go.

Ruan Ling said: "Wanju Villa is a bit chaotic now, I advise you to go at another time." ”

"You sister Hua and I have been mixed for hundreds of years, are we still not as good as you? If you can come and go, so can I. Hua Hanxiang snorted and left.

"Come back in the evening to practice!"

"Got it!" The sound is far away.

This woman, when she sees a beautiful man, her legs are weak, she can't cultivate, and she can't do things reliably. Fortunately, she often stayed in the Land Temple and helped her with some trivial matters.

Quite capable.

Ruan Ling had no choice but to rely on her special hobby.

She flipped through the book of merit, ticked out the wishes that could be satisfied, kept them in her heart, and left the Land Temple.

It was too hot and sunny at noon, and the craftsmen went to rest early.

Yun Pei was busy in the kitchen.

Ruan Ling first went to see Sui Xia Qingyao, and then went to see the branches.

All three of them are fine, nothing. But the rest of the small sweet potato seedlings are a little wilted, and they don't make a fuss.

Ruan Ling hurriedly used a spring breeze and rain technique to sprinkle some water on them.

Zhiman whispered, "The master doesn't have to expend our divine power, they will get used to it in two days." ”

"It doesn't matter." Ruan Ling said, "Since you have followed me, I will naturally be responsible for you. Branch, last time I passed on a set of mantras to you, did you teach them? ”

"It's all taught." Zhiman said happily, "We have both benefited a lot, my two younger sisters have made rapid progress, and it will not be long before they can transform into shapes." ”

"Good." Ruan Ling was also happy.

The branches are very capable, and her people must not be bad.

Naturally, the more helpers, the better.

When she cultivates enough strength, even if Pu Zihuang comes to find trouble again in the future, she is not afraid.

Mrs. Pei saw her squatting in front of the sweet potato seedlings, not moving for a long time, so she scooped up a scoop of water, slowly sprinkled it on the sweet potatoes, and said with a smile: "It's also strange, the sweet potatoes planted by Nannan grow so well." Why don't the vegetables in the field grow? ”

Ruan Ling turned around and asked, "What's wrong with the vegetables grown at home?" ”

Yun Pei answered: "I don't know why, those eggplant cucumbers I planted refuse to grow." And the wheat in the field, other people's families are fine, and ours has turned yellow in the last few days. ”