Chapter 112: Lang Rides a Bamboo Horse (1)

When there was a knock on the door, both girls were startled.

Stealing the eggs of the spirit birds in the courtyard is actually a big or small crime. But it was a bit embarrassing to be caught on the spot and eat greedily.

Fortunately, Guiyuan had cooked chicken stew in the alchemy room more than once before, and had already developed a set of skillful techniques to clean up the mess. Her hands fluttered, and she desperately tried to gather the eggshells and throw them into the furnace with the bowl and spoon to cover her tracks.

At this time, the knock on the door rang three times unhurriedly.

Wei Yiyi had the courage to respond loudly, but he didn't know that his voice trembled a little.

She deliberately put her steps down, slowly walked all the way to the door, and looked back to see that Guiyuan had already covered the lid of the Dan furnace, and then took a deep breath and opened the door.

Outside the door, the wind and moon were bright, and the shadows of the trees on the ground were swaying, but there was no one in front of them.

The two girls shuddered, looking at each other, unable to figure out this strange situation.

Wei Yiyi suddenly felt that the corner of her skirt had been pulled, and when she looked down, it was actually a small wooden villain, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, hands and feet, pulling her skirt and looking up.

She snorted in surprise, squatted down and held the wooden figure in her palm, and asked, "Could it be you who knocked on the door just now?"

Although he knew that the villain really opened his mouth and replied, "It's me." It's me. ”

This wooden figure looked only three or four inches tall, but the sound it made was quite loud, so frightened that Wei Yiyi's hand shook and almost threw it on the ground.

The corners of the villain's mouth flicked downward, revealing an obviously unhappy look very humanely, and he spoke again: "My master came here to visit, for fear of disturbing the two girls, so he specially ordered me to speak in advance." ”

Gui Yuan also came to the door, looking at the villain very curiously, if Osmanthus was here, she must know that she was eager to try at this time, and just wanted to take apart this magical wooden villain and study it.

"Who is the master of your family, where is it now, why did you come to visit us?" A series of questions were asked, and the little guy rolled his two jet-black gem eyes upwards before replying: "The master is Lao Zhu, and the master of Lao Zhu is a disciple of Mingyue Zhenren." Here he is. ”

He suddenly jumped from Wei Yiyi's palm and shouted, "I'll go and call the master." ”

Wei Yiyi and Gui Yuan both reached out to fish, but the wooden villain was very flexible, and his body disappeared from their eyes.

The pine wind gusted in her ears, and Wei Yiyi felt the shivers on her forearm skin burst out one by one, if it weren't for Gui Yuan standing beside her, she almost thought she had hit a ghost.