I'm not a vixen

Chapter 11 is worth playing for a long time 【Seek further reading】

This kind of question actually needs him to answer.

Kang An was heartbroken and deeply felt that he was under pressure that did not match his age.

thought for a moment,

He decided to use his rich knowledge: "Does Aunt Liu hate crows? But crows are very filial, and they were auspicious birds a long time ago. People will think that something good has happened when they hear it, just like magpies today. Auntie must be lucky today."

Kang An flattered a little.

Liu Ting glanced at him: "You know quite a lot, did you, Mr. Gui, tell you?"

Yes,

Mr. Gui is destined to resist everything.

Liu Ting didn't go into Kang'an's gossip, she waved her hand boredly, with a compassionate expression on her beautiful face: "Go to the living room and watch TV, my aunt is practicing piano here."

And this good thing?
Kang An peeked at her expression, wondering if this was a temptation, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he looked at her for a while pretending to be reluctant, and finally took the elevator down.

After he left,

Several crows on the edge of the skylight jumped onto the piano, and one of them said: "The child's performance is still a bit heavy, and it's a bit superficial."

"..."

Liu Ting stared at the talking crow's feet, his eyes gradually became dangerous: "First, this is the piano that my mother just cleaned the day before yesterday, and second, I said that I really hate people who come to bother me when they have nothing to do."

Under the gaze of the scarlet snake's eyes, the speaking crow moved its paw uneasily: "I thought we'd known each other for so many years, and we were fairly familiar."

"Say something."

Liu Ting tapped the piano cover unconsciously with his fingers.

Crow didn't give a shit either: "The one from Longhu Mountain should be going down the mountain, but I'm not sure where I'm going. It might be Shennongjia, or it might be Shanhai. The former is most likely."

"... Shennongjia, is it?" Liu Ting asked with a frown.

"Except for it, who can have such a big battle through the catastrophe, the old Taoist leader Longhu?" Crow said, showing half of his delicate tongue greedily: "After all...that is half a dragon ball."

"not my business."

Liu Ting looked at it with disgust, and said indifferently, "Is there anything else? Just take your harem and get away."

"These are my wings!"

The crow stamped its paws dissatisfied.

"..."

Liu Ting stopped talking, but patches of green jade-like snake scales appeared around the corners of his eyes, making the already beautiful face even more coquettish.

"I say I say."

The crow didn't dare to hide anymore, and said very fast: "You also know about Shanhai's current information, so Taiyi asked me to ask you..."

"is it him?"

it asked cautiously.

Liu Ting sneered at him, without any warmth in his voice: "If you want to ask why, you don't ask directly, you keep beating around the bush."

"Well, because—"

The crow tilted his head, and his tone was a little naughty: "I think you seem to be enjoying it? To that child."

thump--

The crows on the piano cover spread their wings and moved around one after another, while at the same place, the huge grand piano seemed to be eroded by aqua regia, but it was faster than that. After a few breaths of work, there was not much left, only a piece of wood on the floor. Messy.

Seeing this situation,

The ominous and shocking blood in Liu Ting's snake eyes gradually faded away, but his complexion turned even worse: "My piano."

"I pay, I pay!"

The crow standing on the edge of the skylight with its head poking out smiled apologetically.

this moment,
It coincided with the figure of a certain fox.

If Kang'an was here, he might have to pull it to ask for help—the kind that cut off the snake's head and burned yellow paper.

"How much money do you have?"

Liu Ting looked at him contemptuously, like looking at Le Se in a garbage dump: "Tell you, next time you look at my house, I will kill all the crows in a radius of ten miles! Also, tell Tai Yi, it's not him, the last At least I can’t feel it, if you’re worried, just get someone else to look at it.”

"... Then it will be troublesome."

The crow automatically omitted the first half of the sentence, shook his head, and sighed: "But he came here yesterday, if it's a coincidence, I'm afraid others won't believe it."

"..."

"What's the matter?" The crow looked at Liu Ting's strange eyes, and shook his feathers uncomfortably.

"Do you know how far it is from him to Luyang?"

"..."

Liu Ting no longer looked at the garbage, but looked at a cherished bird: "He has been in the car for two days, and his body stinks in the green leather car, and you guys still struggle with it for a day?"

"I don't know, I never went to school."

The crow couldn't help jumping, his voice was thick and upright.

Liu Ting just sneered,
Just when she was about to wave the annoying bird away, she heard it say something abruptly: "But there is one thing I care about... Are you subconsciously defending him just now?"

"..."

Liu Ting looked into its eyes expressionlessly, and the crow immediately turned its head away, fluttered its wings, and said before leaving: "I'm just curious and not malicious, after all... I don't really hate that kid."

quack--

Hearing the ugly sound, like being strangled and beaten twice, and then rubbed against the steel plate, went away, Liu Ting stood alone for a while.

"……no way."

She said to herself, and the corners of her mouth turned up even more: "This little vixen is worth playing for a long time."

After all,

Liu Ting turned around calmly, walked into the elevator looking for the scent, she could smell that the little vixen underneath was very agitated now.

Very cute commotion~

And hundreds of kilometers away from here, in a hall surrounded by beautiful mountain peaks like dragons and tigers, surrounded by incense, a Taoist in green robes and crowned scarves walked in, took two steps in front of the high platform, and stamped his feet. Ju: "Little uncle, my nephew is here to treat you to dinner."

"..."

On the high platform, there is no god or image.

There was only a young girl who looked about ten years old sitting on it, wearing a twelve-pronged crown, wearing a yellow dragon robe, holding a Chaotian wat, and her eyes were closed, her body was lifeless, like a delicate and lifeless doll .

"Little uncle, my nephew is here to treat you to dinner!" The Taoist, whose hair was almost gray, raised his voice and bowed again.

"..."

The girl finally opened her eyes slowly, with an illusion of letting go of everything in the world, her eyes were not focused when she lowered her head.

"Not hungry."

She spoke, her voice was very soft, and her artistic conception was ethereal.

As the head teacher of Yuqing sect and the leader of contemporary Taoism, the Taoist has no temper in front of the girl, so he can only smile wryly: "This is what Shigong means. The old man asked you to go to him after dinner, little uncle, You've been sitting upright for two days, it's time to rest!"

His tone is full of concern and maintenance for the younger generation.

But no way,

Who told them that the closed disciple of the old Daokui of the Taoist school, the next generation Xiaodaokui of the entire Taoist three religions, and the girl who is nicknamed the "little master uncle" by the whole network, is only 13 years old this year.

(End of this chapter)