Bai Wan and Feng Qingling walked side by side, all the way south, keeping silent, not intending to speak to break this strange calm atmosphere.

However, after a quarter of an hour, she had to speak.

"What are you doing here?"

She was really puzzled, not far away was the place where the yin qi was most abundant in the city, and in just a few moments, they would be able to arrive, but Feng Qingling stopped at this time, turned around and entered a courtyard on the right.

There are also red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the courtyard, the courtyard is not large, but it is clean and tidy, and it is clear at a glance. Two rooms, a kitchen, a sheepfold, a fenced vegetable patch. Nothing special, not even popular, no, it should be said that there is not even a ghost and a demonic spirit.

But Feng Qingling stopped in such a courtyard, she really couldn't understand it.

Feng Qingling was stunned for a moment, and looked back at her, her expression was not abnormal, and Bai Wan couldn't see anything from her expression at all. But seeing that she raised her eyebrows, she smiled, "I'm hungry!"

Bai Wan's expression froze, and she instantly felt like she was being played.

"The people live on food!" she laughed cheerfully.

Her face was even more ugly.

Bai Wan followed her into the kitchen, and saw that she was rummaging there, and actually found the rice of the original owner, Feng Qingling lifted the bucket that had been dusted on one side, went to the well outside, first brushed the bucket, and then fetched a bucket of water back. Immediately afterwards, the large iron pot and wok used for cooking were cleaned. Washing rice, adding water, lighting firewood with spells), all in one go, as if she always did.

Let the fire burn first, Feng Qingling went to the fence outside and picked up a dozen spinach and came back. The vegetables in the fence are also very strange, looking at the weeds, leaves and dust in this courtyard, it can be seen that no one has been here for a long time, but the vegetables in this fence are all green and shiny, and they are very beautiful.

Leaning against the door frame and watching her pick vegetables there, Bai Wan couldn't help but be surprised: "It's strange, it's really strange!" It turned out that she wasn't playing her, she really came here to eat.

Feng Qingling put the picked spinach into the freshly brushed rice bowl, and looked up at her between rinsing: "If you can't enjoy the food of this world at any time, then what's the point of living?" She grabbed the vegetables in one hand and the dirty water in the other, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, and Feng Qingling, who said with a perverse face that she wanted to devour all the souls in this entire ghost town, was like two people.

Bai Wan was a little confused, she couldn't look at her so harmlessly, and even had a bright smile like a good wife and mother.

"And the more meaningful thing than enjoying the food is nothing more than enjoying the food made by yourself!" Feng Qingling laughed, not caring about the way she looked at the monster.

The rice was cooked quickly, and the smell of rice filled the room.

As mentioned earlier, Bai Wan has not eaten anything in the world for a long time, she even disdains these mundane things, she looks down on them, she looks down on humans, demons, gods and ghosts, she even looks down on all the creatures in this world, so she doesn't want to live on them at all. The so-called biological chain has nothing to do with her Bai Wan at all.

In fact, she doesn't look down on herself.

Of course, on this point, she will not admit it even if she is beaten to death.

Feng Qingling washed all the dishes in the kitchen, and there were as many as six.

Fortunately, she cooked a lot of porridge, and it was just six bowls.

Although there are not many dishes, after her hands, they are also fragrant and beautiful in color.

Bai Wan looked at it strangely, and vaguely remembered that she seemed to have done such a thing when she was still a person. As soon as she shook it, she shook her head slightly, stopping herself from thinking further. When she passed by with fried vegetables again, Bai Wan felt inexplicably irritable in her heart, snorted disdainfully, turned around and walked out of the door, and even walked out of this small courtyard.

Feng Qingling didn't keep her, let alone invite her to eat together. However, she opened her mouth to invite others.

"Since a few of you are here, why don't you come in and drink a bowl of this white rice porridge together?!" Feng Qingling picked up the bowl, took a leisurely sip, and sighed with satisfaction, "Sometimes, this simple white rice porridge and small green vegetables are the best and most delicious things in the world!"

"I don't dare to agree!" Leng Qianhan walked in with the flower chicken that had been wrapped in lotus leaves, raised his hand, and said, "I just sent it from under my hand, do you want to try it?"

"It's good that someone is still waiting!That's like me, I lost my identity as a princess, and I have to do the laundry and cooking by myself~" Feng Qingling smiled leisurely, but his eyes fell on Long Xiangyu behind him.

"Similar environment, similar courtyard, similar meals, similar me, do you miss Lord Longjun?" Feng Qingling said naturally the meal they cooked last time in Yong'an City.

"Your way of making peace is so tactful!" Leng Qianhan smiled and sat next to her and put the flower chicken on the table.

He knew that Feng Qingling must have offended Long Xiangyu, although he didn't know the reason, but he just knew that this Long Yifeng was making trouble.

A marriage stone touched Long Xiangyu's bottom line, and a decisive sentence made Long Xiangyu have mixed feelings in his heart.

Feng Qingling naturally knew that he was angry, what he was angry about. But she didn't want to apologize, but she didn't want to be so stiff with him.

"Yong'an City doesn't have such a heavy yin qi!" Long Xiangyu lifted his robe and sat down.

"Yes! There's a lot of resentment there!" Feng Qingling smiled with a deep meaning. When I looked up, I saw an eight- or nine-year-old young man in blue standing at the door, but he couldn't help but ask, "Did you leave that little guy on it?"

After Feng Qingling finished asking, no one answered her for a while, Leng Qianhan glanced at Long Xiangyu, who was silent, and expected that he was not going to answer her, so he coughed dryly and replied: "He jumped down with him!"

"It's okay!" Feng Qingling nodded, looked at the blue-clothed young man at the door, and asked with a smile, "I don't know who this little brother is?"

The young man was looking at her curiously, and when he heard her say this, his expression was lonely for a moment, and a pair of big watery eyes looked at her pitifully, which made Feng Qingling a little embarrassed, as if she had bullied the young man, but she didn't do anything?

"This ......" Feng Qingling looked at Leng Qianhan at a loss, Leng Qianhan shook his head at her helplessly, and then looked at Long Xiangyu, who frowned and looked at a good show.

"You ......" Feng Qingling was most afraid that the little ghost would look at her like this, so that she had no way at all, "That, you can also sit down and drink a bowl of porridge?!"

The young man didn't appreciate it, threw himself at Long Xiangyu's feet, and howled on his lap.

"Dad!