The burial soil flashed with big eyes, and watched Cui Yu loosen a plate of food on the table with a smile on his face, and looked at himself with a doting look from time to time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When everything was cleaned up, the burial soil opened his arms, and he was picked up by Cui Yu and placed on his lap very tacitly.

When the burial soil wants to eat something, as long as he points with his finger, Cui Yu will immediately take it for her and put it in his mouth.

Whenever the juice of some food sticks to her lips, Cui Yu will take a piece of Jinpa and gently wipe it off for him.

In Cui Yu's warm embrace, the burial soil was almost drunk, even if she didn't know what drunk was, but it was written in the book.

At this time, there was a flute sound in the ears of the burial earth, which was beautiful and far-reaching, as if it came from the sky.

The whole world was crumbling, turning into infinite bursts of black light and dissipating, and the whole world was plunged into boundless darkness.

Then, in the darkness, a soft light, as if shining from the universe, guided the burial earth.

The familiar bed, the familiar taste, but without the familiar coldness, the burial soil felt very warm, and the flute in his ears was still ringing.

The flute-wielding man, so familiar, was sitting on the edge of her bed.

Futu looked at the quilt on her body, as if in a dream, she smiled sweetly, and then from the quilt, a small hand reached out, grabbed Cui Yu's clothes, and clung to it, not wanting to let go.

Cui Yu, who felt this, gently put down the flute, looked at the burial soil that had opened his eyes, and asked gently, "Are you awake?"

Hearing Cui Yu's voice, it was so real, Fu Tu knew that she was not dreaming at this time, tears poured out of Fu Tu's eyes again, she threw herself into Cui Yu's arms and hugged Cui Yu.

Cui Yu was stunned, he didn't know what happened to the arrogant little girl today, but it would not affect his pity.

The little girl cried for a long time, and it wasn't until Cui Yu repeatedly promised that she would never abandon him that the little girl stopped crying.

At this time, it was already dawn, Cui Yu prepared some charcoal fire, and came to the outside of the Shimen barrier with the burial soil.

At this time, the originally warm double moon shell has cooled down for a long time. The entanglement of the burial soil made Cui Yu unable to get out and go to re-prepare the food, and now there is no way but to reheat these delicacies, but it is really a bit tyrannical.

But the burial soil didn't pay much attention, staring at Cui Yu with a pair of glasses, for fear that after he left his sight, he would disappear, and then found out that it was just a dream.

"Okay!" Cui Yu said happily.

The double moon shellfish is a rare delicacy in the world, not only because of the unique wonderful taste of the double moon shellfish, but also because of the rich moonlight contained in the flesh of the double moon shell, which makes people feel as if flying to the sky.

It's just that at this time, the Yuehua in the meat has long disappeared, and even the meat quality is a few grades worse.

However, even so, it is a rare delicacy.

Futu nodded happily, and was about to stretch out her little paws to grab the food, but was immediately stopped by Cui Yu.

In the surprised gaze of the burial soil, Cui Yu took out a pair of chopsticks, the burial soil took it, looked at Cui Yu suspiciously, and asked, "What are you doing with the two wooden branches of the palace?"

Cui Yu smiled and took out a pair of chopsticks, gave her a demonstration action, picked up a piece of double moon shell meat, cooled it on the side of her mouth, and then sent it into the mouth of the burial soil.

The burial soil's eyes lit up, looking at the chopsticks in his hand, according to Cui Yu's appearance, he tried to pick it up, but he tried many times, but he didn't pick up a piece of meat.

Then in Cui Yu's dumbfounded gaze, the burial soil directly threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and said to Cui Yu: "You feed me!"

Yes, this is the little ancestor, so I have to serve it.

After eating and drinking, Cui Yu lay on the recliner, the burial soil lay on Cui Yu's body, and the two of them lay lazily on the corpse.

"Little girl, how old are you?"

The burial soil thought about it, took out his hands and counted it, but after counting for a long time, he didn't count it clearly, and said, "I don't know either." ”

"You don't know how old you are?" After speaking, Cui Yu remembered that there were no parents in the burial soil, how could he know how old he was?

But the words of the burial soil have attracted Cui Yu's attention.

"I don't know, I just know that every thousand years I'm going to wake up for a few days, and only recently I've been awake and free to move. But how old I am, this palace doesn't know, but the realm spirit must know. ”

Cui Yu's heart was shocked when she heard it, this little girl was unscrupulous, but the more so, the more real it seemed.

Wake up once every thousand years, to be able to say that, Cui Yu suspects that this little girl is tens of thousands of years old, to say the least.

But it is incredible how a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years is still like a little doll of two or three years old.

"You have said twice about the spirit of the world, what kind of existence is the spirit of the world? ”

"I don't know, but you can ask her yourself?" said the burial soil indifferently.

This made Cui Yu very depressed, according to the meaning of the burial soil, he had all his strength to talk to the world spirits, but he didn't know it, but he spared such a big bend.

"I can also communicate with her, how can I find the realm spirit?"

"I don't know where she is, you can just shout directly into the air, but the realm spirits rarely speak, so it's not certain that they will ignore you. It's this palace, she sometimes ignores it, and rarely answers!"

Cui Yu asked in detail how to call the realm spirit, and then put this matter in his heart.

At night, the burial soil slept peacefully. Cui Yu came to the plain alone and tried to call the realm spirits.

Sure enough, after calling for a while, I finally got a response.

"What?"

Hearing the Realm Spirit's response, Cui Yu was very happy, and he asked, "Realm Spirit, I have something I want to ask you. ”

"Speak. ”

The realm spirit responded coldly, the response was simple and clear, and it seemed that he didn't want to say a word more, Cui Yu said in his heart, this realm spirit was really cold.

"You let the burial soil tell me that there is a problem with the system, what is the problem. ”

This is Cui Yu's most concerned question, if he doesn't know the answer, he can't put his mind at ease no matter what.

"I don't know!"

Cui Yu was confused, I didn't know that you told me that there was a problem with the system.

"Then why are you telling me that there is something wrong with the system. ”

"Feel!"

Cui Yu is about to squirt out a mouthful of old blood, very good, this reason is very powerful, you feel that there is a problem, so Lao Tzu has been worried for more than half a year.

"Well, how did you know I had a system on me, please tell me about this anyway. ”

This time, the realm spirit was silent for a while, and said, "You shouldn't know now, but let me tell you, the system on your body is made by the Great Emperor of the Burial Cang, and I can sense it." ”

The realm spirit said the news that shocked Cui Yu.