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Song Yushan was about to get up, but suddenly felt something strange on the top of his head, and his neck stiffened.

Holding his breath, he reached out to touch the top of his head, touching a furry mass.

Sleeping fragrant little: "!! ”

How can its nest move!

With a flicker of his neck, his little feet kicked, and he flapped his wings and slipped away.

Looking at the flash of light on the forehead of the little, Song Yushan understood.

No wonder there is 1 more merit.

But she understood, but the little did not rub her Yuehua's consciousness, and regarded her as a flood beast, and flew away without a shadow.

Song Yushan shook his head and smiled, just let it go!

Even if it is still ignorant, it has bathed in the moonlight and has benefited greatly, and it will always come back when she cultivates.

But the were also strange, and she didn't notice them when they landed on top of her head all night.

Senior sister is going down the mountain to set up a stall in the city to tell fortunes today, Song Yushan took the silver over and asked her to help buy some bedding when she came back.

Uncle Jin and they will arrive soon, there are a lot of tables, chairs and furniture in Guanli, but there are not many bedding, so they have to buy some and come back early.

It's August.

The moonlight gradually filled up again.

Song Yushan turned 1 point of merit into 10 auxiliary cultivation times and began this month's cultivation.

The moonlight slanted down.

The little, which had just built a nest in the bamboo forest not far away, felt the familiar breath and couldn't help but fly out.

Quietly, it landed on the moving "nest".

Satisfied, he narrowed his little eyes and shrunk down to sleep.

While cultivating, Song Yushan, who was also distracted and paying attention to the movements around him, was unaware.

It wasn't until she got up the next morning to comb her hair, combing a thin fluff, that she realized that the little had come before she didn't know it.

The little guy's awe-inspiring aura is very good.

In the next few days, after the cultivation was over, there was no new discovery, and Song Yushan almost thought that the little had left.

Until another day, she found that the bun on the top of her head had been crushed a little, and there were a few more bamboo leaves.

Song Yushan: "......"

Is this really going to make a nest in her head?

Song Yushan couldn't calm down.

Before cultivating that night, she called Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi to her side: "You help me keep an eye on it, if it comes again, Xiao Jia, you are responsible for driving it away, Xiao Yi, you are responsible for tracking it and seeing where it goes!" ”

Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi took the order and stayed by her side.

She was reluctant to waste merit to assist her cultivation times and interrupt her night practice, so she had to rely on Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi to find the real nest of the little first.

Cultivate as usual, and the cultivation ends early in the morning.

Xiao Yi, who was carefully shrunk on her lap, saw her open her eyes, and immediately floated in front of her, pointing to the big hole in his head and several small holes in his body, complaining aggrievedly.

Although I didn't make a single sound, what I needed to say was expressed through my actions.

"What did the little do?"

You don't have to guess, you know it's it, Xiao Yi is a burned paper figure, and there is no entity, except for the monk's true qi, that is, the demon can hurt it with demon qi.

In addition to her and her senior sister, the two monks in Cuiping Mountain, probably only the conscienceless little has this ability.

The big hole on the head is obviously pecked by the bird's beak, and the few small holes on the body next to each other are afraid that they are caused by the bird's claws.

Song Yushan looked at his tattered little paper figure distressedly, divided a wisp of true qi, injected it into it, and repaired the damaged places.

Xiao Yi happily turned around several times, then stuck his waist and pointed to the bamboo forest outside the courtyard with a fierce attitude.

Song Yushan understood and followed.

When he arrived at the bamboo forest near the courtyard where the entrance to the Yin World was located, after walking a few steps, Xiao Yi pointed to a thick bamboo, held his head high and cursed.

Sure enough, there was a small nest on it, with a bird's tail on the edge of the nest, and it was comfortably cocked.

Under the tail, a stubby white drooped weakly, how familiar it looked.

Song Yushan gasped: "That can't be Xiao Jia, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the white color suddenly stood up.

Song Yushan confirmed it now, it was her little short leg!

The tip of the tail patted the restless "cushion nest grass", and a fluffy little head poked out of the edge of the nest: "Chirp~" Hello, my dream nest~

Hiss! So cute!

Song Yushan couldn't help but like it, gritted his teeth and said, "Give my little paper figure back!" ”

The little tilted its head: "Chirp? "Paper man? Where are the paper people?

Xiao Jia, who was stuck in the bird's nest, struggled violently.

The little stepped on the disobedient cushion grass and continued to salivate at Song Yushan...... of the top of the head.

What a soft, soft nest! It's a pity it moves!

"It's the moving guy in your nest, it's mine! If you don't let it down, I'll cut the bamboo! A firewood knife appeared in Song Yushan's hand.

Little: "!! ”

It knows the firewood knife, a knife and a tree, but it is scary!

Xiao Jia is trying to move to save himself.

The little now understands that the "dream nest" wants the dishonest nest grass in its nest.

That's it, she's not very satisfied with this grass anyway, sooner or later she has to replace it, just give it to her.

It burrowed back into the nest, picked up the piece of cushion grass, and threw it under the tree~

Poor little Jia, finally regained his freedom and ran to his master's side.

The body was pecked in tatters, and it looked worse than the little one.

Song Yushan stretched out her hand, and Xiao Jia landed in the palm of her hand, and then snapped and lay flat, as if "dead".

Although it is not really "dead", it is also soon.

Song Yushan felt Xiao Jia's weakness, touched its uneven and potholed body distressedly, and then injected a wisp of true qi into it, helping it stabilize its state a little.

It is different from Xiao Yi in that it is physical, so it is far from enough to replenish the true qi, and it is necessary to repair the body well.

Song Yushan didn't care about negotiating with the little, and hurriedly took Xiao Jia back to Qichi Courtyard.

I adjusted the paper paste, took paper and a brush, and began to repair Xiaojia's body.

Little by little, the body was flattened, and the defects were pasted with small pieces of paper and patched.

After all the repairs were completed, Xiao Jia recovered.

But it was not very happy, and although it was mended, it became ugly, not the same as before.

It used to be just fat, but now it's ugly!

Song Yushan looked at its listless appearance, and took a bronze mirror out: "How about you take a look?" ”

Xiao Jia reluctantly looked up, and then stood up with a whoosh.

The patches on its body turned out to be paper flowers of all sizes.

It's not ugly, it's pretty!

Immediately happy, it was still the same beautiful cub.