A moment.

"I have something to ask you two. Sister Wen stood up and stared at her, "Jun'er, I asked you to run for the Holy Maiden, why don't you go?"

"My cultivation is too bad. There are so many masters in the Water God Palace who are running for saints, and I went to play soy sauce. In order not to embarrass you and my mother, I resolutely withdrew from the competition. Zijun said righteous words, "Yes, no."

"Ahh

"Running for a saint is not a matter of cultivation, after all, refining divine water requires a pure yin physique. Your congenital conditions are better than your mother's. ”

"So what, I don't want to be here anyway. ”

"That's what you're talking about. ”

"Auntie, the world is so big, I want to go out for a walk. ”

"You are in the Water God Palace, with me and your mother here, you can take care of everything you want. You're outside, and your dad isn't at home all year round, so how can we rest assured. ”

"It's been more than ten years, haven't I been fine? If there is a problem, it will be a problem a long time ago. Yes and no. ”

"Ahh

"Well, I'm not an unreasonable person either. Your generation has your ideas. I've been in the Water God Palace all year round, and I don't know what the outside world is like. You have to take care of yourself, though. Especially that thing, do you know, you can't give it to people if you don't go back to the Water Shrine. ”

"Got it," Zijun's face was so red. I thought to myself, what the hell are they talking about? It's rare for me to see Zijun blushing.

"It's not that you don't give it to others, it's that you can't give it. Your physique is not as good as others, once your body is given to others, as soon as the cold poison attacks, we are so far apart, it is too late to save you. Well, let's not talk about it. They should be almost there. ”

"Who?" Zijun asked

"A few girls from Sanfeng. ”

Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, there was a sound of small footsteps outside the door, and as soon as the door opened, five people rushed in. But it is a painting of poetry, a teacher, Concubine Qin, Zhang Miao, and Mozhu. As soon as they saw Sister Wen, they all knelt on one knee.

"See the Palace Master"

"Palace Master, you are the Palace Master of the Water God Palace!" I asked, surprised.

"Isn't it like that?"

"Slightly like, slightly like," I said, looking her up and down again. I thought to myself, since you are the palace master of the Water God Palace, why do you sell the divine water to the Turtle Breath Sect. I can't figure it out, so I guess I'll have to ask her, but she may not tell me if I ask her. I have to talk to Zijun. Let Zijun ask.

So I sneaked over to Zijun's bedside and told her what Hua Han had told her about the deal between the Turtle Sect and the Hammer Empire. Halfway through the talk -

"I already knew about it. I'll ask later. "The two of us covered each other's ears.

"Got it? When did you know? How I don't know you know. ”

"Of course you don't know that I know, and if you know what I know, then what am I going to be the president. ”

"You know so many things that you know I don't know, so what else do you know that I don't know, tell me so I know. ”

"There aren't that many things I know you don't know, and most of what I know you know. ”

"Okay," I swallowed, "is there any leftover of the eight-treasure porridge you just ate?"

"Just a little soup"

"Give it to me, starve to death"

Zijun handed over the bowl, I peeked at them, Sister Wen was talking to me with her back to me, and their eyes were not on my side. So I took the soup and poured it in. Ah, it's like a liquid of elixir, it's so comfortable.

"Don't you have this melon, that melon? I'm still so hungry."

"That's full, and I'm sick to my stomach when I eat."

Zijun grabbed an air-dried orange from under his buttocks, skinny like an Ethiopian refugee.

"Do you want to eat this? ”

"Can I still eat it?"

"It should be okay."

"How can there be oranges?"

"Maybe the fishermen put it under the pillow to beg for good luck. You look at the orange orange, the auspicious is not homophonic. ”

"What a homonym!"

"I've got it," she pulled out five or six oranges from her chin, unaware that she thought she was laying eggs.