After drinking a cup of tea in silence, Yan Yan finally asked about the thing she had been thinking about all night.

"Did you feel it? Did he show up tonight?"

Putting down the teacup, Canghua raised his eyes to look at her, and from those clear eyes, he saw the unconcealable nervousness and expectation.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and his complexion was as graceful as jade: "It appeared." ”

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her mouth immediately opened, revealing her first truly relieved smile tonight: "Okay, I'll wait for him!"

After drinking most of the tea, Yan Yan got up and planned to go out.

When the moon descends at night, the breath is richer and purer than during the day, and cultivators will seize the time to practice. She didn't want to take up too much of the precious cultivation time in Canghua's evening.

Just as she was about to leave, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and said in surprise: "Huh, where is Jiu Suiji?"

Canghua smiled: "You choose the right time, you can plant the spiritual root." ”

Yan Yan reacted immediately, his eyes shining: "Mature so soon?"

Canghua nodded, and with a slight lift of her hand, there was a snow-white cloth pocket in front of her.

Yan Yan hurriedly opened it and found that the wheat had been ground into fine snow-white flour, which could be used directly.

She hadn't told Canghua before that the wheat had to be ground into flour before it could be used, she originally planned to wait for the wheat to be harvested and take it out for Bi Cheng to help make it.

Unexpectedly, Canghua not only helped her harvest the wheat, but also helped her do all these trivial chores by the way.

He didn't have to eat mortal food, and naturally he didn't need to learn the crude work of grinding noodles in the past.

Most of what he did was learned by watching her cook on weekdays.

I didn't expect that the gods who were high up in Canghua would help her do these trivial things......

Yan Yan was a little embarrassed and a little moved.

Inadvertently looking back at Canghua, Yan Yan found that his complexion was even whiter and clearer than before.

No, it's not!

That's not white, it's transparent.

The vicissitudes of life have become transparent!

Although Canghua's current body has substance, it is condensed by divine consciousness, that is, the wisp of purple smoke that floated out of the shrine when Yan Yan first met him.

Now Yan Yan understands that the purple thing is like smoke and not smoke, that is the true nature of Canghua's divine consciousness.

Since the opening of the Sumeru Realm, he has also begun to continue his cultivation and the recovery of his divine sense, Yan Yan has personally seen him use his spiritual power to do things several times. You can also feel his divine power slowly recovering.

But now he suddenly became transparent, and he looked even weaker than when he first saw him, most likely because he was ripening Jiusui for her, and his spiritual power was consumed too much!

For such a trivial thing as grinding noodles, he also needs to consume spiritual power......

"You concentrate on cultivating and restoring your divine power, you don't have to do these chores. Bi Cheng can also help me. Yan Yan was worried.

He will also plant a spiritual root for her, and if she continues to consume it like this, will her divine power be exhausted?

Canghua's eyes were calm: "Since you and I have reached an agreement, we should support each other." ”

"I'm stuck here now, and you're alone in everything in the outside world, and it's not easy for you. It's a small thing here, but I can make it a little less for you, and I'm willing to do it. ”

Yan Yan was stunned.

To be honest, she was a little flattered.

Although the two are in partnership, the difference between their identities, abilities, and knowledge is too great.

This kind of partnership cannot be truly equal in nature.

And whether it was novels or myths and history that she had read in the past, the gods treated mortals like ants.

But because Canghua is now in prison, Yan Yan feels that he has been condescending from the moment he first agreed to trade with her.

Although Canghua is just a soul body, and he can only stay in the Sumeru realm for the time being, it seems to be useless on the surface.

But as long as he gives her a little mention and help, it is a vital support for her.

Before the critical time, she easily did not invite Canghua to make a move.

I didn't expect Canghua to be so approachable to her.

Yan Yan felt that Canghua was probably the best god in the world.

She suddenly felt particularly lucky.

Yan Yan thought about nine turns and eighteen turns, Canghua didn't pay attention to it at all, and still said to himself.

"He showed up today, and I could already feel a noticeable breath fluctuation in his body, which means that you have successfully attracted him and triggered his mood swings. If nothing else, he will show up in the next few days, and it will depend on your methods!"

Yan Yan smiled confidently: "Don't worry, as long as he comes to the door, I guarantee that the fish will bite the hook!"

Canghua bowed his head: "When this matter is done, I will plant a spiritual root for you." You are about to face the paraplanet, and the sooner you start your practice, the better it will be for you. ”

"Good!"

It was already more than three o'clock in the morning after leaving the Sumeru realm, and thinking about the important opportunity that would be ushered in tomorrow, Yan Yan seized the time to get into the quilt to recuperate.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired the day before, or because I'm relaxed after winning the first battle, Yan Yan woke up and was already past his prime.

Dressing and washing at a speed, Yan Yan was still worried about the purchase of goods in the early morning, and went directly over the wall to Bi Cheng's house next door.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Yan Yan felt like he had gone to the wrong door.

In the peaceful and simple courtyard in the past, it was Mu Juaner who took a group of children to tell stories.

Today, like a newly opened auction house, there is a courtyard full of noble lords wrapped in ayara, surrounded by noble lords who accompany the nobles and lords, who are also dressed decently and high-ranking servants.

In the alley outside the courtyard, it has long been blocked by gorgeous sedans with tall heads and big horses.

Everyone craned their necks and tiptoed into the backyard. Everyone's attention was attracted by the smell of vegetables scattered in the courtyard.

Because he was so focused, no one noticed that he jumped down from the wall behind him.

Mu Juan'er held her bamboo blind cane in front of the aisle leading to the back kitchen, always maintaining a gentle and decent smile, and patiently explained to every guest who asked.

"My master Yan is cooking in it at the moment, and I can't see you in the air, so I bother you to be in the back row. ”

"I'm really sorry, Master Liu, Master Yan doesn't take the private work of the door, only the orders that are picked up. ”

"I'm sorry for you, no matter how high your moon silver is, my master Yan will not be hired, she doesn't like to be bound by that ......"

Seeing Mu Juan'er speak appropriately and send away the back of her head one after another rich and glorious, Yan Yan silently gave her a big praise in her heart.

Silently turned around and ran up the wall again.

can't be seen by these people, otherwise her Mu Juan'er will be busy in vain.

In other words, Mu Juan'er's usual story is really not told in vain, this eloquence is quite good.

If you want to put the earth aside, Mu Juaner is definitely the horn of the public relations department!

Yan Yan went to the backyard along the wall, and as soon as he entered the yard, he heard the sound of cooking oil in the kitchen, as well as the footsteps of the temporary young man busy......

The "Chef Yan" standing in front of the kitchen stove is a veritable one, Chef Yan's apprentice, Bi Cheng.

Bi Cheng was shirtless, the vegetable shovel in his hand flew up, and his back was covered with sweat.

Why don't you shout Yan Yan when you're so busy?

That's not going to happen!

Yan Yan is his baby master, can he let the baby master do the hard-working work of cooking vegetables?

It's so unfilial!

As soon as Yan Yan's feet touched the ground, Mu Juan'er, who was blocking the door, turned her ears sideways.

Summoning a temporarily hired young man to block the aisle for her, Mu Juan'er walked towards Yanyan with a bamboo cane.