Chapter 112: Cancan
The way forward has become a threesome of Fu Zhu, Wusheng and Rihe.
"Fu Zhu, it looks like it's going to rain!" The sun was sucking in the sun, and before it was full, a dark cloud covered the sun lightly.
She held the small leaf above her head, and the next moment the sun came out.
"It's strange, why has it changed again." Hiji muttered.
She placed her hand in front of her forehead to avoid the sunlight looking directly into her eyes, and when she looked up, the dark clouds were dissipating little by little, as if something was eating at it.
The clouds continue to churn.
Soon a thick layer of dark clouds accumulated.
Thunder fell.
Heavy rain poured down and smashed heavily on the world.
Fu Zhu's wrist flipped, and there was a wide bamboo umbrella in his hand. Riji hurriedly hid in an umbrella.
"Boom...... My wings are wet. ”
Fu Zhu lowered her eyes and saw that the red dress on Riji's body was stained with a little water, but it was much better than the wings behind her, at least there were no drops of water.
Fu Zhu raised her hand and used her spiritual power to help her dry the water trails, and Riji turned her head happily to look at her little wings.
Fan it twice, and there really isn't a sense of heaviness.
"Rune beads are the best!" Hiji said happily.
She flew to the bamboo bone and sat down, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella.
"It's almost winter, and it's a little cold in this rain." Fu Zhu carefully found that Wu Sheng's hand was exposed, and the cold hair stood up, and he didn't say anything.
"Let's go to the city and make some winter coats, and then let's go."
"Yay! There's new clothes to wear! "I'm very happy.
Wu Sheng is not as emotionally exposed as her, but the slightly raised corners of his lips still expose his heart, which is actually looking forward to it.
"Whew~"
A pitiful cry came from the drizzling rain.
Fu Zhu turned around and looked down, a bright yellow fluffy thing, limbs submerged in the mud, three steps away, following her.
Seeing that the rune bead stopped, it also stopped.
The little thing curled up in a ball, and its hair was wet from the rain and stuck to the mud, looking messy and pitiful.
A large bamboo umbrella was placed over its head.
Fu Zhu squatted down, and stroked its body with his palm downward, and the little one's hair dried up, fluffy like a cloud.
"Why did you come along?" Fu Zhu picked it up, and the little guy stiffened when he heard this, and quickly arched his head affectionately to rub her palm.
The familiar sword marks were imprinted on its forehead.
It was the Cloud Eater she had wounded.
How can the cultivation in the middle of Jindan be as embarrassed as a chicken in the soup, it is just a deception of mercy.
The dark clouds that disappeared before were also eaten by it.
The Cloud Swallower just called lowly, refusing to leave.
Fu Zhu was not sure of the Cloud Swallowing Beast's thoughts, and asked with some hesitation, "Do you want to follow me?" ”
The Cloud Eater nodded.
It has been following the girl in front of it for a long time, and it has been hiding in the clouds before and has not appeared.
There were too many dark clouds, and it ate a little hard, so that the heavy rain fell.
"Rune beads, you can keep it!" Riji flew down and pulled the sleeve of the talisman bead and begged, "So we have one more partner!" ”
"Listen to the day." Fu Zhu smiled lightly, "Let's give it a name first." ”
The Cloud Swallower raised its head, waiting expectantly.
"Let's call it Cancan." Fu Zhu touched the head of the Cloud Swallowing Beast, "It's golden, how festive." ”
"Is its surname Kim?" Riji's hand paused in the air, and suddenly he remembered.
Cancan also looked at the rune beads curiously.
"Of course, it's a surname."
"My surname is Fu too!" Day and draw inferences from one example.
Fu Zhu chuckled and teased her, "Aren't you surnamed Wei or Shu?" ”
Riji was stunned for a moment.
What to do, she is Princess Wei Jiang's Fusang flower, and she is the spiritual wisdom that has been stained with the heart of Lord Shu Xuantan, but she likes Fu Zhu so much.
Riji's little face wrinkled, and it was very difficult to choose.
The rain is getting heavier.
All you can see in front of you is a thin curtain of rain and a hazy landscape.
"Look, is there a village in front of you?"
Hiji stretched out his hand and pointed to the way forward.
In the autumn rain, the smoke rises, and the crowd is busy, like a silent painting.
"Old man, can we rest here for a while, and leave when the rain stops."
When the old man turned around, he saw a young girl holding a boy in black and standing in the rain with an umbrella. The bamboo umbrella is wide, blocking the girl's face.
He was slightly startled, when did this person appear?
But when I heard the voice, it was a little girl, and the old man was inevitably a little tolerant. It must have been that he was too engrossed just now to notice the arrival of the little girl.
"The rain won't stop for a while!" After the old man fed the vegetable leaves in his hand to the white and fat pigs in the pen, he clapped his hands, "Come in with me." ”
There were a few wooden rocking chairs under the eaves, and the old man lay on them, crossed his legs, and listened to the sound of the rain in enjoyment.
Fu Zhu put away the umbrella, shook off the rain above, and leaned the umbrella against the corner.
"Sit down, little girl."
Fu Zhu put Cancan on the rocking chair, but he didn't sit down, looking into the distance, there were still people busy in the rain.
"With such a heavy rain, why don't they wait for the rain to stop and then get busy?" Fu Zhu tilted his head slightly and looked at the old man.
The old man changed his legs and crossed his legs, and when he heard Fu Zhu's question, he squinted his eyes and said, "Can't stop, can't stop." ”
"Sometimes, the beauty of a good day is not according to people's expectations."
Fu Zhu watched the figures outside shuttle, putting on colorful lights, and said in a long tone, "It's a happy event." ”
"It's a happy event." The old man repeated, and sighed again, "It's just a pity for my white and fat pigs." ”
It's hard to raise it so big, but it has to be the meat on the cutting board, slaughtered and cooked, and finally becomes a dish on the flowing water table.
"Look, somebody's catching a pig." The old man straightened up, and his eyes looked into the distance, and there were several strong men wearing hats in the rain, who were coming this way.
"Yo, old man Chen, are you a guest at home?" A man in a robe, leaning against the door of the circle, looked under the eaves.
The rain and fog were too heavy, and he could only see the hazy figure of a young girl.
Aren't all the relatives in Old Man Chen's family dead, why did he suddenly have another guest, could it be that he is a distant relative?
Thinking like this, he shouted inside, "Old man Chen, when you eat, bring the guests with you." ”
Old man Chen didn't seem to like him very much, so he didn't respond, but turned his head to Fu Zhu and said, "That person's name is Zeng Yong, and there is a sister named Zeng Hui, who is the bride of this wedding banquet." ”
"Is the bridegroom from your village too?" Fu Zhu asked casually.
Old Man Chen shook his head slightly, "From the next village." ”
"It's okay to go to the village next door, and it's convenient to visit relatives and friends."
Old man Chen stopped talking.
His eyes fell on the eaves, and several big men, tied pig's feet with hemp rope, tied them to the flat pole, and shouted and left.
The pigs, which were raised white and fat, were suddenly stained with mud.
"Hmph-" There is a little piglet in the circle, and he is not happy to eat.
Old man Chen got up, put on his robe, took a handkerchief and wiped the little piglet, and then closed the door of the circle.
"You're the only one left, and no one will compete with you for food now!"
He walked to the side of the water tank, scooped water and washed his hands, and wiped it on his body casually.
(End of chapter)