"What are you thinking?"

Qiuqiu turned her head to look at it and said with a smile: "I remember that we used to roast sparrows in the mountains. ”

"I remember I didn't eat it."

"A bite counts, right? You also tasted it. ”

Shi'er smiled.

"Honestly, is it really that bad to bake?"

That day, she let Shi'er taste a bite of roasted sparrow legs, just a star of shredded meat, but Shi'er vomited when she went back.

"No, now that I think about it, it's not unpleasant at all, the smell of fireworks in the world...... I've never been exposed to it before. ”

He threw up, entirely because his stomach and intestines had never been in contact with anything other than decoction pills. Psychological maladaptation and physical instinctual rejection.

But now that I think about it, every new experience has its touch. At that time, they were together and experienced many things, all of which were trivial things, but each one felt sweet in retrospect.

Every day with Qiuqiu, he keeps it in his memory, and from time to time he will take it out to relive and reminisce.

"Why don't we roast them and eat them?"

The white cranes in the pool seemed to have noticed their bad intentions, and squeezed behind the rockery in a panic.

Qiuqiu smiled: "No, I'm not so hungry now." ”

As the cultivation becomes more and more profound, the appetite becomes less and less important. She hadn't bothered to collect snacks for herself in a long time, let alone sat down to enjoy them.

"You can rest for a while, you've been so busy these days that your feet don't touch the ground, and now you can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

The three princes are not dead, the situation in the capital has been decided, and there will be no more big chaos in the world, and the purpose of their coming to the capital is to achieve more than half of it.

Thinking of those who died innocently in the war, Qiuqiu was not in a good mood, but their actions. Finally, more people are protected from war.

Shi'er sat down on the stone bench beside her.

Qiuqiu took out the Qiankun bag embroidered with pink huā flowers, rummaged through it, took out two pieces of wild jujube cake, and handed one to Shi'er.

In this eventful season, the two sat in a Taoist temple in a corner of the imperial city, eating wild jujube cakes with sweet taste in the sourness.

Those white cranes saw that there was no danger, and they did feel that the aura on their bodies was close. Although these little guys have been raised in captivity since birth and eat fine rice grains, it does not mean that they have lost their natural sense. The crane is a rather spiritual bird.

Qiuqiu couldn't laugh or cry when she saw this stupid and fat big bird approaching. Tsuru looked at her with round eyes. Qiuqiu broke off a piece of the sour jujube cake in his hand and fed it to it. The crane opened its mouth and ate it.

It is estimated that he is used to being fed, and he has no sense of precaution at all.

Silly bird.

Qiuqiu touched its head.

The lifestyles of captive birds and wild birds are completely different, and they are even more different from those spirit birds in Jiufeng.

They are not under pressure to survive. As long as they show their beautiful feathers, dotting this barren and beautiful palace is the mission and meaning of their existence.

I'm happy to be able to live like this. But the people in the Taoist temple were unlucky, and their treatment also plummeted, no one fed them regularly three times a day, and there was a day without a mouthful.

"Do you like the capital? I remember that you used to think about coming to the capital once. I still want to see the palace, and now I see it all. ”

Qiuqiu shook her head: "I don't like it, you just treat me as Ye Gong's good dragon." The atmosphere in the capital is too turbid, and people's hearts are too chaotic, and it is not comfortable to stay here for a day. ”

"yes."

The world is bustling for profit, and the capital is full of all kinds of **, calculations, and battles. It is indeed not suitable for these people to stay and practice for a long time. There are too many people here, the air is turbid, and the aura is very thin.

"We weren't supposed to come. You shouldn't meddle here. ”

Shi'er took a bite of the jujube cake.

The power possessed by cultivators was too strong for these mortals to resist. They should not meddle in the rise and fall of the world at will. They are going to take a different path than these people. Their path is harder. Now that these people are in trouble, they can gently resolve it for them. But who can guarantee that the result of this intervention will be good? If it's a bad relationship. Instead, they will add karmic debts to themselves.

After eating a piece of jujube cake, Elder Cao sent someone to the back to find someone.

"I've already asked about the whereabouts of the old man Wan Gu."

Catch this mastermind unlucky. Save them from running around looking for the culprit. Old Man Wan Gu is coming to the capital this time to collect the net. He must have felt that the dragon vein had been cut off, and the capital was already leaderless, and the blood was pouring out.

For the old man Wan Gu, such a grand occasion is that his years of layout have finally achieved results, and it is even more like a glutton meeting a good meal, how can he not come to accept and reap the fruits of his victory.

But today's action to encircle and intercept the old man of Wan Gu, they discussed it, and they didn't take Qiuqiu with them, let her stay.

If you stay behind, you will stay behind, and you have to have someone to sit here.

Kong Xuan and several of them are temporarily detained in the stone house behind the Taoist temple, Qiuqiu is a little strange, there is such a stone house in the Taoist temple in the big interior, and I don't know what it is for. But think about it, the more palaces there are, the more unsightly things there are, and these stone houses are really not uncommon.

The old monk of Kongxuan has a lot of qi and less qi. He lost the will to survive, and the vitality in his body died very quickly. The concubine, on the other hand, screamed and scolded for a while, and now she was pleading against the door. She still doesn't know where she is being held, and she thinks that the queen's people have locked her up.

There were other people locked up in the house. Qiuqiu shook his head, these people's affairs should not have been interfered with by cultivators like them.

As Shi'er said, this is not for them.

She looked around the temple to see what kind of Tao these monks who were seeking wealth and nobility in the palace were practicing.

Not much is left behind, though. A lot of medicinal herbs such as dansha have long been copied. There are not many books and Taoist books left, but some stupid guys, those soldiers who come to take people and raid their homes can't look down on them and it's inconvenient to move away, so they stayed.

Among them is a huge one-man tall Dan furnace.

Not to mention, although these people's cultivation of the Tao is not in the stream at all, this medicine furnace is decent, it looks like it has a history of one or two hundred years, and the huā pattern of the cast satin on it is quite worth studying.

Some medicine stoves pay attention to the Changming furnace and never go out. The stove was unattended, and of course it had been down for many days. Qiuqiu opened the gusset under the Dan furnace, reached in and touched a little ash from the bottom of the furnace, put it on the end of his nose and smelled it, and tasted it again.

The medicinal materials used should be good medicinal materials, but the refining is all some unpopular medicines, which is really a waste of things.

What does the emperor need? One is to live a long life, and the other is to have the spirit of Ryoma. not only wants to have power in his hands, but also wants to sit on the beauty of the world. Of course, the Taoist priests have to solve problems for the emperor and specialize in refining the medicines that the emperor needs.

But these Taoist priests should still have some tricks to refine the medicine, but unfortunately this vein has all been copied and cut, I don't know which mountain and which Taoist temple they passed down, the canonical inheritance is long gone, leaving some messy and incomplete Danfang prescriptions and the like.

There is a commotion elsewhere in the palace, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and everything is waiting to be rebuilt, half of the world is sparsely beaten, and if you want to recover, you are afraid that you will not be able to do it in three or five years.

I hope that they will successfully take down the old man of Ten Thousand Gu, eradicate this tumor, remove this major trouble, and then turn back to deal with the monsters.

When it got dark, Qiuqiu lit the candle and took out the box from the queen and fiddled with it.

The box was so smooth that you couldn't even find a seam, which was weird.

What is in such a secret box? Qiuqiu uses her rich imagination, will there be any treasure map inside? Well, or is it some emperor's ulterior **?

Huo'er slipped out, climbed onto the table and crouched beside Qiuqiu, looked at her, looked at the box, and used the dragon's horn to top the corner of the box, so that the box moved on the table.

Looking at it like this, I really can't imagine how majestic it looks during the day.

"Don't mess with it, it's bad for me." Qiuqiu flicked on its little head.

Qiuqiu destroyed the altar, but it was Huo'er who got the biggest bargain. The aura contained in the reconnected leyline mountain all nourished the little dragon, and according to Shi'er, it was about to advance.

"You're about to advance, aren't you? I heard Shi'er say that after you advance, you will understand more of your own secrets and spells. ”

These memories had been etched in its mind since it was born, but now that it was still small, those things had not been unsealed. As soon as it advanced, it probably didn't look like it was so stupid and greedy for money every day. At that time, it may become as noble and cold as the legend, and now that I think about it, Qiuqiu is really a little reluctant.

But thinking of the current troubled times, Huo'er better advance quickly. It can not only protect itself, but also make Shier more help.

Huo'er took advantage of Qiuqiu's distraction and secretly opened his mouth to bite the box.

I didn't dare to bite hard, and after biting it, I found that the box was really not so simple to open, so I quickly retracted it before Qiuqiu realized it, leaving only two shallow small pits on the surface of the box, which I couldn't see if I wasn't careful.

A gust of wind blew into the room, and the two pieces of paper on the table were blown with a rattle, Qiuqiu picked up the box and pressed the paper, using it as a paperweight.

"They don't know if it's going well, if they've already caught that old man Gu." Qiuqiu continued to rummage in the house, but asked her to dig out two old books, which did have a record of Danfang. Qiuqiu flipped through the pages, and Huo'er was accompanying her beside her, with little heads. Qiuqiu smiled and tapped its head with a pen: "You follow along?" Can you read it? ”

PS: Today, the child pestered me at home~~~~

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