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When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?

Eat moon cakes, taste fine wine, Erqing toasts to invite the moon, and sings to the moon.

The little fox flapped its paws, the little finch flapped its little wings, and the little monkey also stretched out its monkey paws and patted wildly, Erqing was slightly embarrassed, and Xiaolongnu and Ziyu looked confused.

The tigress Fu Ling was thoughtful and silently bit the moon cake. And Qihu, a farming tiger, was squatting on the shore of the lake at this time, biting moon cakes and smirking at the bright moon in the night sky.

When Er Qing returned to Qingcheng Mountain with the little dragon girl, whether it was a little fox, a little finch, or a little monkey, Ziyu, a tigress, or a Qihu, they were all practicing.

However, Erqing felt that no matter how hard he practiced, it would not be a bad day, so he woke them up and let them taste moon cakes, drink fine wine, and feel the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mortal world.

Although since becoming a demon, Erqing has long forgotten about some festivals in the mortal world, but sometimes when he thinks about it, it seems that only when he is on this kind of festival can he think of his former family.

Time has indeed passed a little long, more than 300 years have passed in a flash, and the voices and smiles of the parents and relatives in the previous life have also become faintly more blurred.

However, these poems, sometimes because they are catchy, can still remember some of them.

Yes, I drank some wine just now, and casually stole other people's things.

And in this day and age, there is no poetry in this format, which sounds strange.

But the little fox and the little finch both felt that they could understand it.

In their opinion, Erqing doesn't want to go to the sky to be a god!

It's cold in high places, and above the nine heavens, isn't it high?

How can you be at ease in the world!

But in fact, where does Erqing mean this, he just sings casually. Because this poem, in his previous life, was indeed adapted into a song by many people.

Seeing the little fox flapping its little paws and the little finch flapping its little wings, Er Qing laughed, stopped singing, sat back, grabbed a piece of moon cake, and asked while eating, "How many have been screened out today?"

Although Erqing asked a question without a beginning or an end, they all knew what he was asking.

The little finch shook her little head, looked left and right, and saw the little fox and the tigress looking at each other, so she raised her little wings and shouted: "Shijun Shijun, I will say first, my scout brigade has been formed, and I can bring it over tomorrow to Shijun for a look." ”

"Oh, the little finch is still quite fast!" said Erqing with a smile.

The little fox pouted on the side and said, "The little finches are all bird spirits, don't be too big, don't be too small, and don't be fast...... If you divide them like this, there will be less than a hundred birds and spirits!

When Erqing heard this, he smiled and asked, "Little Sparrow, tell me, why do you choose like this?"

"Well, Master, that's what Que'er thinks. The little finch jumped to the middle of the city, pacing with small steps, waving a small wing, and scolding Fang Xuan: "The finch thinks that if the body is too big, the target is too big, and it is easy to be discovered." Isn't it necessary to be a scout? ”

Erqing bowed slightly, but he was a little surprised in his heart, this is what this stupid finch thinks by himself?

It seems that over the years, the stupid finch has not grown!

Seeing that Erqing nodded in agreement, the little finch looked a little interested, her little head was raised slightly, her small chest was straightened, she paced in a figure-eight step, her small body swayed, and she continued to talk eloquently: "Those who are small and not fast enough can naturally not be considered." If you are too small, your physical strength may be exhausted, and if you are not fast enough, you will not be able to outrun others, and you will be easily caught and eaten......"

Erqing: "......"

As a result, the little dragon girl who was chewing moon cakes on the side, with bulging cheeks, couldn't help but light up when she heard the word 'eat', and suddenly looked up at the little bird, "Sister Que'er, are you eating roast birds?" I want to eat, I want to eat ......."

When the little finch heard this, the finch's face turned black, although it may be too small to see clearly.

In fact, not to mention the little finch, even the little fox and the little monkey, as well as the tigress, and the purple fisher, who had already swallowed the moon cakes in the lake, were all looking at it.

In fact, those moon cakes for Ziyu are purely wasteful, because those moon cakes are not enough to stuff it, it is really not enough, and it is not an exaggeration at all.

You actually want to eat roasted sparrows!

Everyone seemed to be thinking like this in their hearts, and they all looked at the little finch.

When everyone looked at it like this, the little finch suddenly felt that the feathers were standing on end, and the whole finch was about to explode. It took a step back, crossed its wings over its chest, and screamed, "What do you want?"

"Senior Sister Que'er, I haven't eaten a roasted bird yet! I heard that the roasted bird wings are delicious, when will you take me to eat them?" said the little dragon girl, gently wiping the corners of her lips.

In front of a finch, she said that she wanted to eat roast bird wings, and it is estimated that only the little dragon girl can say it so calmly. Isn't the finch a bird?

Erqing stroked his forehead, picked up a piece of moon cake, stuffed it into the mouth of the little dragon girl, and hummed softly: "Eat your moon cake, why can't you stop your little mouth?"

From the look of the little dragon girl, Er Qing could see that the little dragon girl actually just wanted to eat the wings of the roast bird, not the little bird, but the little bird was too nervous.

But you can't blame it, if you want to blame it, blame the little foxes for their eyes being too consistent!

The little dragon girl whined, nodded her little head, chewed and swallowed the moon cake that Er Qing stuffed into her mouth after two or three clicks, and said, "Master, this moon cake is delicious! Tomorrow we will go and ask the boss to make more, okay? Well, it would be better if there were roast bird wings......

Hearing this, Xiao Que took two steps back, and then jumped on Erqing's shoulder.

It felt that it was still Shijun's shoulder that was the safest. That little dragon girl is even more ferocious than Sister Xiaoqing, and she will definitely stay away from her in the future.

Erqing didn't bother to pay attention to the snack goods, looked at the little fox and tigress, and asked, "What about you?"

"Brother Erqing, don't you have to wait until the end of next month's Fa Discussion Conference to make a decision?"

"Well, that's right! But do you have a team leader?"

"There are some!" said the tigress, "ten teams, the little finch takes one, and if the little monkey wants to join in the future, he will also want one." That's eight left, young girl......"

"Xiaoqing doesn't have to worry about it for now, she doesn't know when she will get out of the customs!" Er Qing shook his head, and finally said: "In addition, there is no need to recruit a thousand, vacate a few places, in case of emergency." Actually, I've already made a quota......"

As he spoke, he told everything that happened in Shenjiazhuang.