Chapter 9 is probably a cake fairy
"Girl...... The girl woke up. β
The sound drifted from afar, and from near. Back and forth, lingering in my ears.
Yin Ji was annoyed by his screaming, snorted twice, and waved her hand a few times to tell him not to make noise.
But the memories before the coma were poured into my brain little by little.
Two officials pushed carts to deliver the corpses.
The corpse's head and body are separated, the head is full of blood, and it can blink its eyes.
The head talks to her and asks her to save him, and a person suddenly appears behind him.
The man had the exact same face as the head on the ground.
......
The two faces suddenly overlapped in his mind, and Yin Ji sat up with a rub and covered her heart with her hand.
When the man saw that she was awake, he had an apologetic smile on his face and explained: "I'm sorry, girl, I didn't expect you to be afraid, it's all my fault." β
Yin Ji glanced at him coldly, no matter how good-looking he was, he became a hateful face in her eyes.
She didn't want to stay in this inexplicable hole with someone inexplicable.
With a soft snort, she rolled out of bed and walked out of the cave.
The man didn't stop her, just looked at her back, and seemed very interested.
Three, two, one.
She turned back again.
"Where is this?" she asked in her own language, and after asking, she felt stupid again, where could the other party understand.
Unexpectedly, the man replied: "One of my residences." β
She was taken aback, and took a few steps back to sit down on the grass-paved stone slab, and propped herself up with her hands, close to him, and looked carefully.
The man was a little embarrassed by her for a long time, and coughed lightly: "I'm different from you." β
"How is it different, you can understand me!"
"There are several types of languages in immortals, my name is Qingyu, and I am an immortal. The man explained.
Yin Ji let out an "oh", a little lost: "I don't know what I am." β
"You are the essence of the condensation of the yin qi of the graveyard. Qing Yu solved her doubts.
"Fine?"
"Everything has a spirit, and when this spirit reaches a certain level, it will change. The mass grave is almost unattended, and the feng shui is good, and it is not unusual to breed 'essence'. β
Yin Ji let out another "oh" and muttered, "I thought I was a demon." β
"It's not bad. Qing Yu smiled for a moment, "When you cultivate, you will be a demon." β
Yin Ji rubbed the corners of her forehead with her hand.
For the first time since I became conscious, I've heard someone talk about something about me.
No, he's not a human, he's an immortal.
"Hey, you're an immortal. Yin Ji suddenly thought of something, and her eyes fell on the corpse and head in the corner.
After a few glances at them, he withdrew his gaze.
"Then he ......" her teeth stumbled, and it was obvious that the mass grave had caused her a lot of fright.
Qing Yu walked over, absentmindedly straightened the collar of the corpse, and did not speak.
What do you want to say to her about this?
I was lazy and lazy, and I used Nuwa's refining stone to pinch a puppet that was exactly the same as myself and threw it into the human world, confusing my ears and eyes?
If it was known from above, it didn't matter if he was punished, it would not be good for Chen Yue, who gave him the Nuwa Stone.
But he also counted on this spirit to use the yin qi to help him sew the puppet and continue to go through the calamity, if he hid it all, no matter how naΓ―ve and ignorant she was, she would not be able to fool her.
Qing Yu was silent for a long time, and said to Yin Ji: "That's it, it's me, I'm it." β
"Huh?"
"You may not know it, but immortals also have their own things to do. I should have crossed the catastrophe, but I didn't know that I was entangled in affairs, so I could only think of this method and use it to help me survive the catastrophe. Who knew that it was stupid, and it was caught as a substitute for the dead. Alas, now only by resurrecting it and letting it continue to accomplish what it has not done, will I be considered to have survived this calamity. Qing Yu said, showing a distressed look.
Yin Ji thought for a moment, jumped out of bed, walked up to him and said, "I remember you asked me if I could do needlework, did you want me to save it?"
Qing Yu was slightly surprised, but she didn't expect her to be so understanding, and immediately said, "Yes, and only you can save it." β
"But I don't know how to needlework. "Yin Ji is distressed.
It was the first time she had heard the word needlework, and she didn't know what it was.
Now even Qingyu is distressed.
Originally, he found a ghost with a heavy yin qi to help him sew and mend it, and he would be done with some fairy energy, but where are the ghosts in this broad daylight? If you go to the underworld, then this matter will be exposed.
Besides, no matter how heavy the yin qi is, the ghost can't match the essence condensed by the yin qi.
Qing Yu sighed heavily, closed his eyes and recalled the scene of those fairies in the Heavenly Palace shuttling back and forth with their dexterous hands, and opened the small cloth bag with a helpless face.
"I'll teach you. He said, in fact, he didn't know the bottom of his heart.
Yin Ji looked at him obediently, with her hands on her cheeks.
β...... And then sort of wear it around like this, and that's it. Qing Yu barely sewed twice, and threw the hot potato in his hand to Yin Ji.
Yin Ji nodded, signaled that she understood, and went to hold the head.
The moment the needle penetrated the flesh, she suddenly said, "Can you not let it stare at me, I have a weak heart." β
In the evening, Yin Ji finally completed this difficult task.
Seeing her sweating profusely and taking a long breath, Qing Yu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Well, you've done me so much, I don't know what your name is?"
"Yin Ji. She smiled sweetly. He rolled the useless thread in his hand again, wrapped it and gave it back to him.
Qing Yu lowered her head and read her name again in her heart.
He smiled: "Yin Ji, thank you for your great kindness, if there is anything you need my help with in the future, you ......"
"Huh?"
"Just ......"
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"Just follow it. Qing Yu pointed to the resurrected doll and smiled warmly.
There is such a consideration, purely because she is afraid that she will call herself from time to time.
In case something happens to him and he can't come, he can use this puppet as a bridge and get in touch with her.
He thought she would say yes. And she nodded.
"Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do in the mass grave, and I'm tired of listening to those ghosts chatting every day, and there are just a few things back and forth. β
Qing Yu agreed, and continued to flicker: "On the other hand, you go out to help you grow your knowledge, and in a few years you really want to cultivate, with this level of relationship, you are much better than other essences." β
"Then you are my benefactor...... No, Eun Xian!" Yin Ji was very happy.
She hadn't thought that she would see an immortal, let alone cultivate or anything.
It's just that listening to Qingyu say this, she feels that it's not bad, it's all a good thing anyway.
It's also good to meet him.
Yin Ji smiled and smiled, as if she remembered something, and asked cautiously: "You said that you are an immortal, what kind of immortal are you?" β
"What immortal?" Qing Yu was puzzled.
"It's like, there should always be a name. β
β...... It doesn't seem to be. β
Yin Ji was a little lost, and she always felt that she couldn't figure out that he was uncomfortable.
She turned her back and muttered to herself: "They all say that pies falling from the sky are fake, but he did fall from the sky, probably a cake fairy, right?"
Qing Yu was stunned, and suddenly felt that this Yin Ji was simple-minded and very cute.