"I hate it!"

Mirage stared at Weaving Yin with a pair of big round eyes.

The steamed bun at his feet yelled fiercely at the mirage.

Zhiyin looked at the mirage calmly: "What are you doing?" ”

Mirage saw that it was Zhiyin who put away his resentful eyes: "Oh, it's you." Coming back? Then I'll go back! ”

The mirage wriggled on the beams of the room and went to the bottle.

As it was about to burrow into the bottle, Weaver grabbed it.

"Wait a minute!"

Weaving Yin grabbed its seven inches and pinched it so much that it coughed dryly.

"You help me see this, you've lived for a thousand years, you should have seen more than us."

Listening to Zhiyin's praise, he proudly transformed into a humanoid dragon head, his hands and feet were still like hooves, and his body was as smooth as a snake.

She looked at the creature in front of her with some amazement.

I have to say, this thing is disgusting and cute.

She put the butterfly on the table and looked at it with a mirage.

"This butterfly does look familiar."

At this time, the steamed bun knew that the mirage and his mother knew each other, so he didn't call it anymore.

It looked at the butterfly and was always very interested in this thing, so it jumped directly on the table and stared at the butterfly left and right.

"The blue butterfly has a symmetrical back and looks like some kind of pattern. Like, glass star butterfly! ”

Weaving sound and steamed bun expressions looked at the mirage together in confusion.

"What's that?"

Mirage watched their reaction even more snarled, tilted his head and said, "That's something that only grows in the cold north." Do you see the glass-like pattern on the wings? Does it fluctuate like water ripples? ”

Zhiyin and steamed buns tilted their heads and looked over, one person and one dog looked at it for a long time, and Zhiyin nodded hurriedly: "Well, it's really moving!" ”

"It's kind of a kind of mysticism. They carry a powerful energy in themselves, and through this ripple, the air around them becomes suitable for their own growth. So where they're in it, it's going to get cold. ”

Zhiyin's eyes lit up when he saw it: "Wouldn't it be very comfortable to put it at home in the summer?" ”

It's just an air-conditioner that doesn't use electricity!

Mirage glanced at her with disgust: "But this thing is not easy to raise, if you are so trapped, it will always starve to death." ”

"What then?"

"Forget it, put it in my pot. My pot can change freely according to the growth habits of the animals that come in, and I can also grow the food they like to eat. ”

"Okay, you take care of it, I'll need its air conditioner in the summer!"

"Hmm. Yes! ”

The mirage took a deep breath and swallowed the butterfly directly into his stomach.

Zhiyin looked at the mirage suspiciously: "What are you doing?" ”

"I've already put it in the pot."

"You ate it, you liar!"

"I can't help it." The mirage reluctantly stretched out his hand, opened his mouth, and squirmed around his body, and the butterfly was spit out by it again.

"Look."

Weaving and Mantou took a step back in disgust.

I can't ask for this butterfly.

"You take it back......"

Weaving Yin glanced at it with disgust, and the mirage immediately swallowed the butterfly into its stomach again.

"This butterfly looks so difficult to raise, why does it appear in our small county? Do you have any clues? ”

Zhiyin told Mirage about the Lu family.

Mirage also looked puzzled.

"This kind of Xinglan butterfly is very difficult to raise, and it is still under a spell on its body. No wonder the young lady was so unusual. I told you before, doesn't Xinglan Butterfly have its own occult arts? They contain very powerful mana. So they were also targeted by some heretical cultivators. So now the Xinglan butterfly is only available on Kunlun. ”

"Kunlun? There is also Kunlun here? ”

Mirage looked at Zhiyin suspiciously, not quite understanding the meaning of her words just now.

"Kunlun is in the north of the end of the world, and the temperature has been at a low temperature all year round. People who go in will definitely freeze to death. The person who cultivates the spell goes in and can only use the spell to last for a while. If you're a little girl, you won't survive a quarter of an hour at most. ”

If she can't hold on, I'm afraid it has to be the North and South Poles......

She didn't know what the world was like here, but after listening to Mirage's description, she became even more curious.

Wait for Qiu Mobai to ask him when he comes back.

"It means that someone caught this Xinglan butterfly from such a cold place, and then cast a spell on this talented daughter in the countryside? It's impossible to think about it. Unless there is something in the house that the other party covets. ”

Zhiyin thought about it for a long time, and felt that her brain was about to itch.

"Forget it, if Master Lu asks me for help again, let's talk about it then. If people don't want to say it, they don't force it. You raise this Xinglan butterfly first, and tell me when you need it, I can do it. ”

"Good!"

Mirage said that he was about to burrow back into his bottle, and as soon as he stuffed his tail in, he crouched down at the mouth of the bottle and looked at Weaving.

"By the way, you guessed it right, there were really two more people today. A man and a woman, one after the other, all wanted to steal meat, and I scared them away. ”

"Do you recognize them?"

"I know all the people in your village, and I know all the ancestors you have counted generations ago! The man who came was the fourth Li of the Li family, and the woman was your sister Qiao Xiaotao. ”

"Okay, thank you. I'll go back and cook you a delicious meal. ”

"Okay!"

Mirage said and got into the bottle.

It was almost noon, and she went into the kitchen to get ready to cook.

Looking up at the meat, I didn't expect it to be so swaggering in the village.

In fact, with the mirage bottle, it is completely possible to store it there......

As soon as she thought of this, she suddenly remembered the way it stored butterflies, and quickly dispelled this idea.

Although I know that it is actually hygienic, I can't get over it psychologically.

She quickly cut a small piece of meat and began to prepare lunch.

Qiu Mobai was not at home today, and when he was eating, he felt that his home was deserted.

After lunch, the steamed bun went to sleep in the courtyard.

She also took advantage of this time to go to the mirage bottle and start doing her own work.

I've been delaying this, but now I can finally get started.

She took her farm tools and cleared some of the fields by the stream, made them into square fields, and then began to sow seeds.

I got some seeds at home, and I just ordered them all in.

Mirage looked at the side and said, "Do you know what seed it is?" ”

"I don't know."

She had never done this work before, and the reason why she was so skilled was completely based on muscle memory.

It was done by the original owner before.

But the original owner didn't know much about these seeds.

"Anyway, I'll farm, and I'll know when the time comes."

By the end of the day, she was already exhausted.

Looking at the crystal clear water, she went straight to the end of the stream and saw a small pool.

Surrounded by mountains, the waterhole seems to be wrapped in a mountain, and the water flows out of the stone cracks, which looks particularly meaningful.

She quickly undressed and jumped directly into the water.

Bathing has always been a big problem since coming into this world. Now it's finally settled.

As she soaked in the water, she saw the mirage that looked at her with a disgusted expression.

Seeing Mirage's blushing face, Zhiyin asked lightly, "Mirage, you're a mother, right?" ”