Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 333

"What kind of bird are you?"

"Phoenix?"

"It doesn't look like it...Yi Niao? Qing Luan? Xuan Niao? Suzaku?"

"The divine bird with four claws..."

Qiao Shan gently stroked the head of the divine bird, recalling the description of the divine bird's body in the Taoist allusions, and wanted to find out the origin of the divine bird's blood.

But after a while, Qiao Shan's hand suddenly froze for a moment.

The feel seems to have changed...

……

Qiao Shan came back to his senses, and saw that the body of the giant divine bird beside him was slowly shrinking, transforming into the original appearance of a petite girl.

The head of the divine bird resting on his knee gradually turned into the girl's head.

The colorful feathers on the head turned into black silk and blue hair.

The point is, when the other party transformed just now, the clothes on his body fell apart...

The girl yawned, and slowly opened her eyes in confusion. The first thing she saw was Qiao Shan, who was looking down at her with a strange expression.

Looking at each other, Qiao Shan flipped his left hand, and his expression quickly returned to calm. He took out a piece of clothing from the original world and covered the girl with a gentle smile, "Are you awake?"

The girl blinked, feeling a little greedy for the feeling of being pillowed on Qiao Shan's lap.

"Did I fall asleep just now?"

"Ah."

"...It feels so comfortable, can I sleep for a while?" The girl shook her head and looked at Qiao Shan expectantly.

Qiao Shan froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course."

……

In the dungeon, candle shadows were burning.

The girl was covered with a white brocade robe with embroidered patterns, her eyes were lightly closed, and she cravedly lay on Qiao Shan's lap, looking very happy.

Qiao Shan gently stroked the girl's hair, and suddenly asked:

"What's your name?"

"Name?" The girl opened her eyes in doubt, frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I don't have a name, and I don't have any relatives, you can call me anything."

The girl obviously didn't care about the name, she lay her pillow on Qiao Shan's lap, picked up a withered flower from the ground nearby, handed it to Qiao Shan, squinted her eyes and said with a smile:

"Give it to you."

I saw that withered petal suddenly became brighter, as if it had just been picked.

Floral fragrance.

……

Qiao Shan took the flower, rubbed the flower branch with his index finger and thumb, and the bright flower immediately turned into a crystal clear hairpin, the hairpin was shining with ice blue light, and the fragrance of the flower was still there.

The girl's hair was simply tied in a knot, and the hairpin was inserted into it.

"How about I give you a name... um... how about this name, little one?"

Qiao Shan pondered for a while and said.

The girl shook her head, a little curious about her hairstyle, and was taken aback when she heard this:
"little guy?"

"That's strange, is this the name of a person?"

Qiao Shan smiled and said, "Of course, to me, you are just a little one."

Whether it's the comparison of the two people's body shapes when they transformed into real bodies, or the physical characteristics of the girl when she transformed into a human body, the name "Little One" definitely lives up to its name.

In fact, the name Xiaomantou is more appropriate.

It's just that the name [Wang Zai] has to be added in front of it, which is really a bit complicated.

……

"Okay, then I'll call you Xiaobudian."

The girl, oh no, the little one babbled, stretched indifferently, and sat up annoyed: "It's strange, I really want to sleep, but I can't."

"Then don't sleep, let's go out and play." Qiao Shan smiled.

Although I don't know what kind of fruit the owner is feeding the little one, it is undoubtedly a high-level spiritual fruit. After eating it, the little one will be full of energy and blood, and will be full of spirit. Naturally, he won't feel sleepy after resting.

"Wow wow wow!"

As soon as he heard that he was going out to play, Xiao BuDian jumped up for joy.

But when she saw the iron-wooden prison door of the dungeon, she lowered her head in frustration and said, "I can't get out..."

"It's okay, I can take you out."

Qiao Shan put the clothes on for the little one, and a stream of water appeared out of nowhere in his hand, the water flowed smoothly over the little one's face, and the little one's originally dirty face suddenly became white and clean.

That full of collagen means that the little one is an excellent beauty embryo.

The little girl stood there and let Qiao Shan tidy her up and comb her hair again. After everything was done, she immediately hugged Qiao Shan's arm happily and said, "You are so amazing, what kind of ability was that just now? Teach me I!"

"As long as you are obedient, I will teach you in the future." Qiao Shan smiled and began to draw a big cake.

The little one suddenly squinted his eyes and smiled, and said in a milky voice: "Hey...be obedient! Be obedient!"

……

……

Chang'an City.

It was in the afternoon when Qiao Shan was sent to the Shocking Hall, and when he came out of the dungeon with Xiao Budian, it was already dusk.

Chang'an City at night has a different view.

Night fell quietly, but the city of Chang'an was still brightly lit.

The night wind blew leisurely, and the flags and flags at the entrance of the restaurant fluttered rhythmically.The thin mist and rain are lightly falling from the sky, the bluestone slabs on the ground are already glowing strangely, and the simple and clumsy carved railings are also covered with a layer of moisture.

It was actually raining lightly.

The people coming and going on the street were still laughing and making noise. Children in coarse cloth shorts were playing and running around in the rain, and they were occasionally reprimanded by their families, but they didn't care.

The cold at night couldn't stop people's fiery mood, the street was full of hawkers, and the stalls along the street were crowded with people, there were food, dolls, shadow puppetry, and Qiaohong.

The painting boat is on the upper reaches of the lake not far away, and the curling sound can be heard faintly, which is the pipa string music.

……

Qiao Shan was holding an oil-paper umbrella, followed by the little one, who was holding a sugar figurine in his hand.

"It looks like a prosperous Tang Dynasty..."

The two of them crossed the street and came to the lake. Qiao Shan was fascinated by the graceful reflection dancing in the cabin on the lake, and muttered to himself.

"My lord, it's cold and foggy, do you want to go to the boat on the lake and drink some flower wine to warm up?"

Looking at the little one beside Qiao Shan, the boatman asked hesitantly.

The people who come to the lake at this time are dressed gorgeously and are either rich or expensive, and they are usually the guests of the boat.

But the guests who brought their female relatives...

"OK……"

Qiao Shan nodded kindly and took the little one's hand. The two of them went down the steps and stood on the ferry. The light rain slapped on the oil-paper umbrella above their heads, making a pattering sound.

"Hey! You stand still!"

The middle-aged boatman was in a coir raincoat, stunned for a moment, with a vicissitudes of life smile on his face, hunched over and rowed vigorously, the boat slowly left the shore, and rowed towards the boathouse in the center of the corridor.

……

Qiao Shan and Xiao Budian held oil-paper umbrellas and stood quietly at the bow of the boat.

Xiao Budian looked at everything around him curiously, whether it was people, lake water, or the boathouse that was getting closer, they were all novel to her.

"Crackling—"

Xiao Budian lightly took a bite of the sugar figurine in his hand, and narrowed his eyes happily.

This is a taste she has never tasted.

Today is sweet.

……

(End of this chapter)