Lingxi Mountain, a sparsely populated place with very abundant aura, often haunted by birds and animals, ghosts and spirits are not uncommon.

The beautiful scenery in the mountains has its own characteristics at all times, and the beautiful scenery of thousands of miles is like a picture scroll, and you can take in the panoramic view when you stand on the top of the mountain, but people in the world are unwilling to live in a place where the popularity is thin, for fear of annoying the spirit and being swallowed up.

A house is close to the foot of Lingxi Mountain, surrounded by flowers and trees, lush and green, and if you don't look closely, no one will find that there are houses here.

In the afternoon, the sun was sparse and sparse through the trees in the courtyard behind the house, Jiang Manyin, who was wearing a goose yellow jacket skirt, tried to support her head, and weakly fed the chicks with some unwanted vegetable leaves, and teased the chickens who came to grab food from time to time.

Gently brushing the hairy yellow dumplings are concentrating on pecking at the vegetable leaves on the ground, and the pointed beige mouths are closed one by one, making a "chirping" sound, and you know that you have been hungry for a long time.

It has been three months since Jiang Manyin opened his eyes and came to this world, except for the confusion in his head when he first woke up, he has sorted out some thoughts so far, and he probably knows some memories of this world.

She is the first little sister of the Xuanling Sect, which ranks second in the immortal cultivation world, and she should have been loved by thousands of people, but her brain shell is not normal since she was born, and her cultivation is upside down, and she is too honest and annoying, and under the protection of the senior brothers of the sect, she has grown safely to the fifteen years old now.

The secret treasure of the sect was stolen, and she was expelled from the sect because she did not fulfill her duties.

However, there is not much difference between being wasted and not being wasted, because she seems to have nothing else in the sect except for a well-known name - the first junior sister of the sect.

She seems to be very mediocre in her cultivation, and it is worth mentioning that she cultivates good varieties and refines pills, but the sect that ranks second in the immortal cultivation world has no shortage of alchemists at all, and this advantage is of little significance in the sect.

If you are expelled, you will be expelled! Jiang Manyin is used to being free and easy, and he doesn't like to be controlled.

After all, she is not from this world, Xiu Xian asked, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and supporting justice is not what a person in the new century should do.

Her wish in this life is to travel through the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, eat delicious food all over the world, and do whatever she likes.

Even if she was expelled from the sect, or even abandoned, Jiang Manyin would not feel too much, after all, as soon as she opened her eyes, her memory was in a state of chaos now, and some residual memories would not be remembered for a while, so she was not too nostalgic for the sect.

In these three months, I finally figured out the general structure of this world, the place where the aura is abundant is the place where immortal cultivators and demons stay, and the place where the aura is thin and cannot be cultivated is the place where people and ghosts treat each other, and after death, people can only enter reincarnation, or they will become ghosts and wander the world.

Jiang Manyin thought about it while raising the rusty kitchen knife to chop the plants that looked like Chinese cabbage, and when he swung the next knife, he saw a white, hairy chicken neck lying on the vegetable mound, and the half-cut cabbage disappeared.

The chicken neck on the vegetable mound was lying there motionless, as if he was very arrogant and said, you come to cut me! Chop off my head and kick it as a ball.

The corners of Jiang Manyin's mouth twitched, and he pulled the chicken neck away and wanted to continue chopping vegetables, but the next second, the chicken neck continued to appear on the vegetable pier without moving, and he looked like he was waiting to be cut.

"Don't make a fuss! The neck will be cut off. Jiang Manyin tried to communicate with it, and then pulled the chicken neck away, but found that the communication was fruitless, and after a while, the chicken neck appeared on the vegetable pier again.

As if arrogantly saying, you can't move me, you can't move me, you have the ability to cut my neck and make my head fall to the ground to play.

Jiang Manyin was so angry that he had been here for three months, and he naturally knew that this was a world where immortal cultivators, people, demons, and spirits all existed, so as long as he didn't encounter some strange-looking or terrifying goblins, he could still accept it.

In the face of the stubborn little spirit in front of her who kept provoking her, it was too abrasive, and she wanted to grab the chicken neck and throw it out of the door with her bad temper, but before she could blink, the chicken neck disappeared without a trace.

But there were chicken footprints on the ground, and they went from the backyard to the front yard in rows.

Jiang Manyin couldn't help but run towards the front yard with curiosity, thinking about something in his heart, he only saw a white, fluffy chicken neck, but he couldn't see his head, his body, and his towering tail, and he didn't even leave a single chicken feather.

Looking for the footprints of the chicken, I found a storage room in the front yard step by step, except for some fruits and vegetables and some dry goods, and I didn't see the shadow of the chicken's neck arrogant.

So he chased the footprints of the chicken's neck to the door of the kitchen, and found that the rows of chicken footprints were missing.

When I didn't know how to find it, I suddenly saw the tsundere chicken neck put its neck on the kitchen cutting board again, and there was a knife on the cutting board that was holding up and cutting meat, and the sharp blade looked particularly sharp in the sunlight outside the window.

Jiang Manyin was terrified, for fear that the sharp knife would cut it and the chicken's neck would fall to the ground.

Jiang Manyin helplessly pulled the chicken neck off the cutting board, and within a few seconds, the chicken neck stretched out and appeared on the cutting board lying untouched, waiting for the executioner to cut its neck.

After several times in a row, Jiang Manyin was tired, and the chicken neck was still lying there motionless.

At this time, I don't know that the so-called chicken neck is still looking for death leisurely, and arrogantly moved in the direction of Jiang Manyin, as if to say, you come to chase me and cut my duck! Come duck!

Jiang Manyin, who couldn't bear it, was provoked, picked up the knife on the cutting board and walked towards the chicken's neck, and rows of chicken footprints immediately appeared on the floor in the kitchen.

Jiang Manyin hooked his lips and smiled, wanting to scare this little thing, holding a knife and pretending to cut the neck of the chicken on the cutting board.

As a result, the chicken neck disappeared without a trace in the next second, and the chicken footprints in the house also disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never been there.

Jiang Manyin couldn't help but hold his forehead, what is this! Looking for curiosity to track down, the result is gone, what a tsundere chicken neck! Sure enough, like to play hide and seek and provoke people's curiosity.

Now that she has no cultivation, some spirits are naturally invisible, but sometimes she can see some strange things.

For example, the neck of the chicken that appeared on the vegetable pier today and waited to be cut off was so arrogant that someone had to chase it to cut it to be happy.

It's a pity that it ran away, I really want to catch it to see what kind of weird thing it is, so tsundere is not afraid of death and loves to play.

At this time, Jiang Manyin didn't look at her fifteen-year-old little body, and a sense of helplessness suddenly rose in her heart, she thought for a while and walked out of the kitchen to sit down on the stone bench in the courtyard, closed her eyes and sensed the changes in the things around her, feeling that there were no waves.

The breath in her body is silent, and she can't set off a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and she doesn't have any breath, so how can she survive in this world where goblins and monsters are rampant?

The sect is really a ruthless character, if it really abolishes the whole body cultivation, there is no way back for people!

Picking up the kitchen knife in the kitchen and preparing to chop vegetables for cooking, suddenly there was a knock at the gate of the front yard, which seemed to be a little urgent.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Aciba! Who is it? Why is this voice again, this time it can be regarded as a time for me to seize the opportunity to see if I don't pull you out. Jiang Manyin opened his eyes suddenly, said with some resentment, opened his legs and hurriedly walked towards the front yard, and the kitchen knife in his hand was also taken away by the owner in a panic.