Zhuo Qingtan has practiced Xianmen magic since she was a child, and she has outstanding talent, in the past, she had mellow spiritual power, and she used magic like fire and innocence, so naturally she couldn't do anything.

Therefore, when she traveled in Jiuzhou before, small things such as lighting a fire could be easily solved with a small "fire burning technique", and the amount of fire could also be easily controlled with spiritual power. In the past, everything was not difficult for her.

But after the incident of Jun Tianya Secret Realm, she no longer had half a wisp of spiritual power, and as for the spiritual power stored in the magic weapon "Chaoqin", it was also exhausted when Yanzhou Mansion rescued Lian Weiming.

Today's Zhuo Qingtan is really no different from ordinary mortals in life.

- If you think about it, maybe there are still differences.

That is at this time, her survivability may not be as good as that of ordinary mortals.

…… At least most mortals would make a fire out of flint, and would never smoke the hut and almost starve themselves to death.

Xie Yuci sighed lightly, gave her the wine jug in his hand, and pointed to the rapu vine in the bamboo basket on the side.

"Got it, I'm here, you can go outside first."

Zhuo Qingtan was stunned when he heard this.

She subconsciously took the wine jug handed by Xie Yuci, but she couldn't help but look at him, and asked with a chuckle:

'Going outside?' Xie Xianjun: 'Could it be that he will become a Lingrong girl in the future? ”

Even when she was very young, her master, the palace master, never said to her, "Go out and play".

It seems that everyone, including the master who raised her, feels that she, the head disciple of the Duanxu Palace Palace Master who has a cultivation talent that is rare in the mortal world for thousands of years, should be calm and serious, calm and self-controlled, have no distractions, and devote herself to the Tao.

No one ever treated her like a child, and never asked her if she needed a moment of relaxation and play.

She suddenly thought thoughtfully, in fact, how much more than Zhuo Qingtan's life?

Even in the life of Taiyin Youying, isn't it the same?

Xie Yuci's low chuckle interrupted many of her complicated thoughts.

She heard him laugh and say, "Oh? You've picked so many cattails, aren't you going to play? What do you do with them if you don't play them? 'Zhuo Xianchang' is not going to be idle and have nothing to do, right? ”

Zhuo Qingtan suddenly smiled.

She held the wine jug handed by Xie Yuci in one hand, and lifted the bamboo basket containing the "Luopu" vine in the corner of the thatched cottage kitchen with the other, then walked to the door, looked back and blinked, and chuckled:

"Since that's the case, then I'm going to go out to 'play', 'Xie Xianjun', I'm going to work hard for you here."

Xie Yuci glanced up at her, then lowered his head and smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Go ahead." ”

So, Zhuo Qingtan really carried the wine pot and bamboo basket without seeing it, and went out to "play".

The boatman's resting place on the island in the middle of the lake is very close to the lake, and the island is surrounded on all sides by vines hanging down the ground or pomas trees hanging into the water.

She first put the wine jug in her hand on the bamboo table in the small courtyard outside the thatched hut, and then leisurely pushed open the courtyard door with the bamboo basket, and came to the lake under the tree in a few steps.

Zhuo Qingtan found a secluded and leisurely place under a lush vine.

Then put the bamboo basket on the shore of the lake, lift the skirt, sit gently under the tree, and look up at the surroundings.

Although Zhuo Qingtan's face was never very good-looking because of the pain, her face at this time was always filled with an indifferent and comfortable smile.

She first quietly watched the quiet beauty of the mist on the shore of the lake for a while, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, leaned over and pulled out a cattail vine from the bamboo basket.

But as soon as he picked up a few rapu vines, Zhuo Qingtan's movements paused.

She tilted her head slightly, and looked thoughtfully at the bamboo basket at her feet with a slight hesitation.

After a while, she seemed to finally remember how the Chongyang hanging tassel should be compiled, so her hand began to move slowly.

At first, her movements are slightly clumsy due to her sluggishness and rustiness.

But slowly, as she remembered how to knit, her hand movements became more and more proficient.

A few long, flexible rampas vines fluttered between her fingers, as if they were alive.

Soon, a Chongyang hanging tassel with a simple shape, but a very distinctive style that looks like a poppy flower, gradually took shape in Zhuo Qingtan's hands.

She put the finishing touches on the last edge of the weaving in her hand, and then lifted the poppy-like Chongyang hanging tassel made of lotus vines, and looked carefully at the sun on the horizon.

Zhuo Qingtan looked at the hanging tassel in his palm with a smile, and his always cold eyes were calm and gentle at this time.

At this time, Xu is meal was ready, and Xie Yuci's lazy voice came from the small courtyard behind him.

"-Zhuo Qingtan, I'm back for dinner."

Zhuo Qingtan's heart suddenly relaxed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but smile.

She helped the cattail tree beside her to get up, and at this time, she looked eager to try, as if she was in a hurry to show Xie Yuci her "achievements", proving that she was not "useless" and did not understand the fireworks in the world.

But suddenly, she seemed to think of something again.

Zhuo Qingtan unconsciously grabbed the hanging tassel in his hand, and then slowly put down his hand with a little regret.

Then, she hid the tassel in her cuff, but in the end she didn't take it out.

Zhuo Qingtan put away all the emotions that he shouldn't have, carried the half-empty bamboo basket as usual, pushed open the bamboo door of the thatched courtyard, and then looked at the only bamboo table in the courtyard.

She approached the bamboo table and looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, and then looked at Xie Yuci who came out of the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks, and turned her head and smiled.

"Gongzi Xie, good craftsmanship."

Xie Yuci raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and put the dishes and chopsticks in his hand on the table.

"Oh? Isn't it called 'Xie Xianjun'? ”

His eyes glanced at the bamboo basket that Zhuo Qingtan placed at the foot of the bamboo table, and then chuckled:

"It seems that Miss Zhuo is having a lot of fun, and half of the vines in this basket are missing."

Zhuo Qingtan also smiled, she nodded very seriously, and said with a light smile:

"That's true, I'm very happy."

The two of them didn't talk much anymore, and sat down at the bamboo table one after another.

Xie Yuci handed her one of the dishes and chopsticks on the table, smiled lightly and asked casually:

"After using up so many Lotus vines, has 'Zhuo Immortal Chang' ever found the way to weave in the mortal world?"

Zhuo Qingtan paused slightly, and after a while, he shook his head calmly.

"It's a shame to have wasted so much material, but I haven't touched the method. It seems that except for the cultivation of immortal arts, I am really useless. ”

Xie Yuci laughed when he heard this.

He said in a man-made voice: "It's not good for nothing, in addition to the ability to survive and take care of himself, 'Zhuo Immortal Chang' is a little worse, isn't his character always quite respected in the hundred schools of Xianmen?" There's nothing to blame. ”

Zhuo Qingtan sighed lightly, and his eyes were clear and clear.

"The respect of the hundred schools of Xianmen is because 'Zhuo Qingtan' has always been a qualified and conscientious disciple of Xianmen.

But as for whether this 'Zhuo Qingtan' is me, and whether I am happy in my heart, it doesn't really matter. ”

Xie Yuci laughed when he heard this.

He tilted his head to look at her, then shook his head: "It turns out that you know it yourself?" ”