Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 136 Sugar and Honey

If you want to determine who a person is, there are too many things that need to be determined.

Blood relationship, emotion, experience, memory, and possibly other unknown existences.

No one can give a specific and detailed answer to all the questions related to it.

In most cases, people tend to speak from their hearts.

Even if you know you are deceiving yourself.

Whether it's Bian Zheng, Feng Xian, or Bian Qi, it's a headache for the little girl who insists that she is Sheng Yu instead of Feng Jin.

Sheng Yu, let's treat her as Sheng Yu for the time being.

After all, someone has to make concessions in this kind of matter, and they can't expect a child to be so sensible.

And the things that give them headaches are far from this one.

When the little girl was awake, no one paid attention to her, so she was also quiet, sitting there motionless.

This kind of immobility includes refusing to eat, refuse to take medicine, refuse to actively talk to people, and refuse to be touched by everyone.

But Bian Zheng, who has never encountered such a situation, always believes that these are small things.

If you don’t want to eat or drink medicine when you’re awake, then it’s okay after you fall asleep, right?
Unfortunately, it turned out that he was very wrong.

But maybe, it was never his fault.

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"Same as yesterday, the spirit fruit and frozen stone milk that were placed on the table have not moved a single bite."

Bian Qi took out a food box containing a lot of spiritual fruits from the house, what it looked like when it was taken in yesterday, is what it looks like when it is taken out today.

The glass cup was full of off-white paste-like liquid, most of the aura contained in it had already dissipated.

Frozen stone milk, a paste that condenses on the surface of ten thousand-year frozen marble only under certain circumstances, can be taken raw or used as medicine.

Long-term consumption can improve physical fitness.

Although the effect of this product is extremely slow, it is superior in that it is gentle and soft, and it will hardly conflict with other drugs, and it will not have any effect on fire poison. Too much can cause a riot of spiritual energy in the body.

Therefore, during the four years when Sheng Yu was asleep, Bian Zheng fed her a lot of frozen stone milk, but unfortunately, it had almost no effect on her.

As soon as the aura entered the body, it was completely eaten away by the fire and poison.

Concerned about the conflicts among the many medicines, Bian Zheng dared not change her to other medicines. Fortunately, it still has the effect of filling her stomach, so she continued to eat, even when she woke up.

Bian Qi took a sip from the glass cup on the food plate, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and then poured the remaining liquid in the cup into the flowers under his feet without changing his face, filling it up as flower fertilizer.

Bitter and astringent, the mouth is like wax.

Fortunately, he himself doesn't need to eat such unpalatable and unnecessary food, even if it is a natural treasure, he feels that he is not very happy.

Bian Qi picked up another fruit, put it to his mouth and took a bite.

sour.

I picked another one and tasted it, it was bitter.

He didn't believe in evil, and picked another spiritual fruit with the brightest skin color, and carefully took a bite.

At this moment, Bian Qi felt like he was eating dirt, so he looked at his elder brother full of doubts.

"Can't you change it to something else?"

He thought to himself: "What is this? Is it something that people can eat? I'm afraid the fish raised by Master in Xiaoyunshan Lake will be disgusted."

Bian Qi now suspects that the little girl's reluctance to eat may not be her own problem.

"No."

Bian Zheng answered his question seriously, pointed to the fruits in the food box, and named them one by one.

"Northern Hovenia, Hantian pomegranate, and sulfur spring fruit are all warm and cool things, and they have the effect of cooling down, removing fire and detoxifying, so they are the most suitable."

He explained, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to change it to something else."

Bian Qi suddenly didn't really want to ask him what he fed himself in the past, and his intuition told him that it probably wouldn't be something very pleasant, and it hurt his feelings to ask.

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"Same as yesterday, she still hasn't eaten anything all day today."

The white-haired boy's complexion was not very good-looking, "I vomited out all the food I fed her after she fell asleep at night."

After changing into a clean robe, he slammed the food box in front of his elder brother whose expression hadn't changed much.

Bian Qi was annoyed: "Is it really not possible to exchange for something else?"

"No."

Bian Zheng was very firm and unmoved, "Since Huihui doesn't like to let us get close, you should work harder as a brother."

Yes, for some reason, Sheng Yu was unwilling to let Bian Zheng and Feng Xian get close to him no matter what. As soon as they entered the room, the little girl looked like a fried-haired hedgehog.

If you insist on getting close, you will end up with several hard-to-heal blood holes on your wrist like Fengxian.

Here, only Bian Qi is an exception.

Sheng Yu's attitude towards him, although not very friendly, could even be said to be colder than ordinary strangers, but it was far better than the attitude towards the two elders.

As long as there is no contact between the two of them, and Bian Qi doesn't want to provoke her, she can still keep quiet, acquiescing to the white-haired boy coming and going in front of her.

Occasionally, occasionally, he could answer a few questions from the white-haired boy.

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"The golden mulberry outside is blooming today, and a large sea of ​​clouds is reflected in gold. Do you want to see it?"

The members of the Feng clan have always preferred dazzling bright colors and bright and warm things. According to Feng Xian's words, as long as they see it, they will feel much better.

After all, it is a family, Bian Qi felt that the little girl in front of him should be no exception.

The little girl's mother, Mu Yanzi, is the younger sister of his brothers' biological mother, Mu Xiaowu, and their aunt.

In the past, their parents left Qifengtian with everyone in Tonggong and went to Tianxiao, while Mu Yanzi, who had a deep relationship with her partner, chose to stay in Qifengtian.

Sheng Yu didn't answer him, and the white-haired boy was not annoyed. After putting away the food box by the desk, he turned and opened the window in front of her.

The golden light dancing between the sea of ​​clouds fell into the dim hut together with the bright sunlight, and waves of bright golden waves surged up in her eyes, which were as pale as ice mirrors.

A warmer color was added to the room, and the atmosphere became much gentler.

Bian Qi turned around and opened the food box, and took out the porcelain plates inside one by one. Various spiritual fruits filled half of the table, among them as usual, frozen stone milk that was as bad in appearance as in taste.

The little girl was still unmoved, her eyes were fixed on the sea of ​​clouds outside the window.

Of course, it is also possible that what she is looking at is not the sea of ​​clouds, but she is just habitually looking ahead of herself when she is awake.

The white-haired boy thought for a while, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something embarrassing.

After a long time, he finally made up his mind, took out something from his sleeve, opened it and approached the little girl.

Smelling the sweet smell in the air, Sheng Yu seemed to be moved. He lowered his head and glanced. The young man was holding a small and exquisite glass cup in his very fair hands.

What is contained in it is a light blue liquid that is a little bit clearer than a glazed cup.

Seeing that she finally reacted, the boy suppressed the joy in his eyes, and patiently explained to her: "This is Xuanshuang nectar, it's not very sweet, but it's really fragrant, and it has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying."

"Brother is not in the mountain today, I ran to the town below the mountain to snatch it, Huihui can eat it quietly while he is away."

Now is not the time for the Xuanshuang flowers to bloom, and the Xuanshuang Spirit Bees are lazy to death, so the production of Xuanshuang nectar has always been rare, and it is very troublesome to store it.

The cultivator's appetite is indifferent, Bian Qi said that he searched it from the town below the mountain, but in fact he robbed the kitchen of the only restaurant in the town - Baiwei Pavilion yesterday.

The little girl's face showed confusion, but her focus was elsewhere.

Her voice was very soft, and she said, "rob?"

"Snatch it?" She pointed at herself, looked at the white-haired boy in front of her, and said word by word, "Here, me?"

Being stared at by those clean eyes without any impurity, Bian Qi felt boundless chill for no reason, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"You, don't you like..."

He didn't know how to justify, "I, I'm not, I..."

Before Bian Qi finished speaking, he was directly interrupted.

In Sheng Yu's eyes, he saw undisguised fear and disgust.

This made him doubt himself.

"do not like."

"Liars, robbers, you all."

His sister said to him, "You too."

"I don't want to see you."

"Let me go home."

Filled with joy, I fell from the clouds into the endless hell. It turned out that only one sentence and a few words are needed.

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In the small town, it has not yet reached the middle of the day, and there is no peace on the snowy streets. There are signs of wind and snow raging everywhere, and there are no people.

The townspeople hid in their homes, and the shops along the street would not open until the wind and snow subsided in the afternoon.

It was the free time at this moment, and everyone was silently behind the window, watching the figure who was struggling to keep moving in the wind and snow.

The craftsman put down the ghost mask and paintbrush in his hands, went to the window to look at it, and wondered: "Ah Qi, what the hell is he doing?"

"Old hag, tell me, what is he doing? Why is he so overwhelmed!"

In front of the craftsman was a very long wooden table, on which were piled up all kinds of ghost masks, plain embryos and painted paints, and the variety of ghost masks was enough to dazzle people.

At the end of the long table, a small oil lamp was lit, which was the only light source in the dim room, barely enough to illuminate the face of the person behind the table.

The woman in black who was called a hag put down the stone bowl in her hand heavily, swallowed the bone in her mouth, and calmly looked at the darkness in front of her.

"Mind your own business, Tian Gongxiang, if you can't sell another ghost face today, the family will be out of food!"

"There's no food, there's no food, do you understand!" the hag hammered the table with both hands angrily, cursing.

During the shock, the table full of ghost faces flew into the sky, and began to fly around in mid-air. Some collided in pairs, and soon fell to the ground, and some hit the roof, window sill, and door. Juli slammed it back on the table, unable to move.

Some buzzed in a low voice, gathered together in twos and threes, as if making fun of the stupidity and overreach of the two in front.

The ghostly words in my ears were extremely disturbing, and the ghost woman slapped the table hard again.

"Give me—quiet!"

"Give it all to me! Go back!"

The black-clothed woman's eyes looked so ferocious, the screaming ghost face reluctantly turned back to the table, and obediently closed its mouth.

Tian Gongxiang rubbed his tortured ears, and muttered in a low voice: "But isn't all the meat in your bowl..."

The hag sneered and said, "But now they are all in my stomach, if they are gone, they are gone!"

"Besides, there is only a little bit of minced meat on the bones, and you are ashamed to call it meat!" The hag was furious, and the table was banging with her palms.

The wooden table was already crumbling, and there was a little more unbearable weight on his body. He groaned in a low voice, and the words of resentment were swallowed back into his stomach before they touched the hag's sight.

"If you can't find anything to eat again, the old hag will skin you."

A sinister smile appeared on the face of the woman in black. She blew out the oil lamp in her hand and stopped looking at the wooden table.

"I'd like to see how much your fleshy bones are worth."

In the darkness, there were small and small ravings.

"Peel it, peel it, come and be with us!"

"Skin it off, he is guilty, quickly peel off his skin!"

"He is guilty, strip him off, and join us quickly!"

Seeing her go upstairs, Tian Gongxiang reluctantly picked up the paintbrushes that fell on the floor, and glued them on their mouths one by one.

He no longer looked out the window, and continued to paint the face of the blue-fanged ghost in his hand in the darkness.

With one stroke at a time, the wind, snow and restlessness outside the window are added to the ghost face.

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At the candy shop next door, the blind man who was pouring candy cubes let go of his hands covering his ears, and sighed, "I can't take it anymore. The isolated couple quarreled again, which made my ears hurt."

The dumb woman wearing a red apron looked at him coldly, and pushed the blind man's poured sugar out of the window. The boiling sugar liquid instantly solidified under the wind and snow, turning from brilliant gold to a faint honey gold.

"How did we get such a position! Such a job!"

The blind man sighed again and again, his hands kept moving, and he quickly poured the sugar liquid that hadn't been baked for a long time into various molds.

"It's okay to be noisy, dumb girl, look at Beiyuan, how can there be a child who is willing to eat candy? You can't call the couple next door's hundreds of dead souls to eat candy!"

"Hey, they don't eat it, we eat it ourselves, at least we won't fight over stuttering like the couple next door!"

The dumb girl didn't want to talk to him very much.

No matter how delicious and sweet the candy is, you will get bored if you eat too much. Sometimes, it is just like the relationship between husband and wife.

"Mute, dumb, why don't you speak?"

"Did you hear what I was saying?"

The dumb woman couldn't bear it anymore, she pinched a lump of candy that hadn't completely solidified yet was still steaming, and blocked the blind man's mouth.

It was so hot that he threw away the thin and long iron spoon in his hand, and stood there crying.

Hot tears fell into the stone pot filled with sugar solution, without end.

The stone pot turned into a golden piece.

Satisfied, the mute picked up the stone pot and put it on top of the blazing stove behind her.

Turning around again, he wiped away the tears on the face of the blind man.

That's enough, that's enough, today's sugar solution.

(End of this chapter)