"Wow!" Zuo Qiusheng let out a soft sigh, his eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but gently stretch out his hand forward, wanting to confirm that the bird was still there.

Luo Anhua was very satisfied with his reaction and laughed a little smugly. Some people are so amazed at the wonder of this bird, and it is not in vain that they have worked so hard to domesticate it.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he patted Zuo Qiusheng's little head, and Luo Anhua said, "Don't look for it, fly away early." ”

Zuo Qiusheng glanced at him, slowly withdrew his hand, and asked, "Ghost King, what kind of bird is this, why haven't I seen it in the Demon Realm?"

Zuo Qiusheng was so curious about this bird, Luo Anhua's mood was naturally very happy, and he didn't sell it, and replied directly, "This bird's name is Wucai, and it is a sacred bird that has existed since ancient times. This is just the last time I caught the phoenix by the way, and it is of no other use than being able to hide and hide. ”

Zuo Qiusheng has always disagreed with the fact that he grabbed the ancient divine beasts when he was idle, and he didn't like the fact that he let himself use the blood of those divine beasts to refine all kinds of pills, so when he heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said in his heart: It's a poor little guy again.

Luo Anhua mistakenly thought that he thought that this bird was incompetent, and couldn't help but get a little angry. The matter of self-cherishing of the broom is the same no matter who it puts on it.

Glancing at him, Luo Anhua said again, "I also think that a divine bird has no housekeeping skills, I see that its eyes are quite bright, and I think it should not have a hard time finding things, so I trained it and asked it to find someone to find a message or something, which can be regarded as a strength." ”

As soon as Zuo Qiusheng heard this, he took his mind back from his sympathy for the birds, and put it back on the matter of finding Miss Fengyin.

"And when will it be found, are we going to stay here and wait for it to come back?"

Luo Anhua's face was very confident, he raised his face and glanced out the window, and said, "It's not early outside, we still have to go to the night market, how can we wait here all the time." ”

Zuo Qiusheng was a little embarrassed, scratching his head and getting up: "But let's go, what if that little guy comes back and can't find us and delays the news?"

Luo Anhua glanced at him, stood up slowly, flicked his sleeves, smoothed the slightly wrinkled clothes in front of him, and walked towards the door with his feet raised.

"I buried the spell in that bird, and where I was, it knew for itself, and if it found someone, it would come to us. ”

Zuo Qiusheng was relieved when he heard this, and hurriedly stood up and followed his footsteps towards the door. Thinking that he could set off fireworks with a group of children tonight, Zuo Qiusheng's heart warmed up, and he grinned happily as he looked at the back of the ghost king.

Feng Yin kicked up a large cloud of dust with a large bamboo broom, and laughed out loud as he looked at the embarrassed dodge.

"This yard is so dirty, and the ground is full of ash. It must be that you are lazy every day and do not clean well. You see, the main hall is clean and responsible, and it is much easier to clean up than you here. ”

Yiqing shook his head and shook off the ashes, looked at the wind and sighed helplessly.

"Master also praised you for understanding etiquette, but you really don't know anyone. ”

Feng Yin just laughed and didn't talk back.

Yiqing put down the rag in his hand, looked at the sky with an aggrieved face, and said: "Where is this where I am lazy, the courtyard is not like the main hall with a roof sealed, naturally there is a lot of dust, and the place is big, of course it will take some time, how can you rely on me!"

As he spoke, he looked at Yijing, who lowered his head to clean the flower bed, and complained: "Senior brother, you are a stuffy gourd, and you don't help me speak." ”

Yijing looked up at his senior brother, shook his head and smiled at his aggrieved face, put down the withered grass in his hand and walked out of the flower bed, without saying anything, and walked straight towards the backyard.

Feng Yin glanced at Yijing's back in confusion, and turned back to ask, "What is he doing here, haven't you already cleaned the backyard in the morning?"

As soon as he was innocent, he lowered his head and continued to wipe the stone table, saying, "I'm afraid I can't stand your noisy appearance, so I'm going to hide." ”

Feng Yin glared at him and pursed his lips, and replied, "Who is disliked, it's really hard to say." ”

As soon as Feng Yin's words fell, he came from the backyard with a bucket of clean water.

He put down the barrel when he walked up to Feng Yin, noticed that Feng Yin's inquiring gaze did not explain, bent down and scooped up a scoop of water and sprinkled it on the ground little by little, and then stopped after sprinkling a large area evenly, and said, "If you sweep it again, there will be no dust." ”

Feng Yin looked inquiringly at the ground, tried it with a broom, and sure enough, there was no annoying golden powder in the air, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Yijing, you are still powerful, you know everything." ”

Yijing looked at the silk clothes on her body, shook her head and smiled, bent down and scooped up another scoop of water, and sprinkled it farther away.

Yiqing glanced up at Feng Yin, and deliberately sneered: "This is amazing, this kind of thing, I'm afraid only a deep lady like you will not know." ”

Feng Yin turned his head to glare at him, threw down the broom and ran towards Yijing.

"Yijing, I want to do it too, you give me a try. ”

Yijing looked at her long skirt and hesitated for a moment, but still handed her the water scoop and instructed, "Don't sprinkle too much, just wet a layer on the ground." If you sprinkle too much, I'm afraid it will freeze for a while. ”

Feng Yin nodded obediently, and bent over with the water scoop in both hands and sprinkled it little by little, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to do it well, and shook his hands very carefully.

But after a while, he became proficient, and Feng Yin was able to play hard.

I always felt that the sprinkling was not even enough, so I simply rolled up my sleeves and splashed water directly with my hands. Yiqing saw that she was getting more and more cheerful as she played, and she didn't even notice that her sleeves slipped into the water scoop, and she couldn't help frowning.

Throwing down the rag and walking towards the wind, he said as he walked, "I said Miss, you be careful, your clothes will get wet for a while, I see who is cold!"

Hearing this, Feng Yin looked down at his body, only to find that not only the sleeve of his right hand was soaked in the water scoop, but even the skirt was wet. The skirt was fine, but the sleeves were directly on the skin, and when the wind stopped, I felt a sticky coldness on my arm, but it was really uncomfortable.

Frowning and raising his arm, Feng Yin looked at the dripping sleeves and became worried, he didn't bring any other clothes, and he was uncomfortable for a while.

Although he was uncomfortable, when he turned his head to look at Yiqing who was walking towards him, Feng Yin suddenly rolled his eyes, and he smiled evilly and moved his brain.

I don't have any other clothes, but you do. Feng Yin quietly put his hand into the water scoop again, ready to go. I don't want to be cold just myself, so you should stay with me!

Seeing Yiqing approaching, Feng Yin suddenly smiled sweetly at him, and when he looked at his expression and froze in surprise, he suddenly raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of water on his face, and said happily, "You also try, is this water cold?"

As soon as Qing Qing was caught off guard and was sprinkled all over his face, he frowned after being stunned, hurriedly took a step back to avoid Feng Yin's sneak attack again, stretched out his foot and gently hooked the bucket to his side, and said with a laugh, "Dare to sneak attack me, it seems that you have to see how knowledgeable and knowledgeable you are!" As he spoke, he put his hand into the bucket and threw up a large splash of water.

After a while, the battlefield expanded, and Yijing, who was only watching the battle silently on the side, was also pulled into the battle by Feng Yin. Although she didn't have much interest in this kind of thing, Yijing still protected Feng Yin tightly behind her, trying to block most of the splashes for her.

In the cold winter sun, the sound of laughter from the temple accentuates the entire mountain forest.

Wu Jifeng and Master Wuyan were woken up by the noise in the courtyard almost at the same time, sat up straight and looked at each other, and the two of them got up and opened the door in unison and walked outside.

Standing still on the steps outside the door, Master Wuyan looked at the cheerful three people who were making trouble and shook his head and laughed: "In the end, he is still a child, even if he cultivates for a long time, his heart still can't be hidden. Saying that, he glanced at Wu Jifeng, and sighed, "Yijing has the most calm and sophisticated temperament, but no matter how sophisticated he is, he can't get old." ”

Wu Jifeng's eyes kept staring at Feng Yin, looking at her cheerful appearance, a gentle and doting smile appeared on his face, but he still didn't forget to take the opportunity to sarcastically: "You, the abbot, I am afraid that you have not complied with a few rules and precepts over the years, and I don't blame the disciples who have taught me for their unstable cultivation." ”

Master Wuyan laughed indifferently and said, "What should cultivation look like, is it possible that everyone has to recite sutras with a bitter face every day? ”

Saying that, he looked at Yiqing and Yijing, and sighed: "Their parents can't afford to support them, so they sent them to me because they wanted them to live." It is not their will to become a monk in the first place, and if they can no longer live according to their nature, then this life will be too hard. ”

Wu Jifeng sighed lightly and said, "They can worship you as a teacher, and it is also a creation." ”

"Oh?" Master Wuyan deliberately changed his tune, looked at Wu Jifeng, and said with a smile, "Wouldn't that girl be even more creative when she meets your uncle?"

Wu Jifeng was still staring at Feng Yin tightly, but his eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "I'm not as good as you." He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I've never seen her so happy in the house." ”

The wordless master unexpectedly poked him in the sore spot, and wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't think of words, and only spit out a sentence after a while: "I am here, the unruly countryside and mountains are more unruly than the general's mansion." ”

Wu Jifeng looked up at the mountains and forests in the distance, smiled tiredly, and asked, "If it were someone else, she would be better off, right?"

Master Wuyan looked at him, his face turned cold, and said, "If it were someone else, it would be impossible to protect her four years ago, there is no doubt about this." So, no one can take your place. ”

"I'm always there for her. Wu Jifeng sighed deeply and closed his eyes as if in pain, "But happy, let someone else give it to her, right?"

Hearing this, Master Wuyan's face changed greatly, and he turned around and exclaimed, "What do you mean by this?"

Wu Jifeng opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yin again, and laughed as if relieved, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Maybe it's time for her to leave the General's Mansion. ”