Fairyland Pure Land playing mud in the lower realm

Chapter 100
Hu Xi sat next to the female nun expressionlessly, seemingly calm, but in fact, he swung his big furry tail vigorously, smashing the bluestone bricks on the small courtyard to pieces!
The nun hugged the two cubs and moved away from the angry fox. After a long time, the fox gave the nun a glance.

"Why are you so far away from me!"

The big fox looked so dangerous, the nun didn't dare to speak or move.

After a stalemate like this for a while, the female cultivator suddenly let go of the baby bear in her hand suspiciously, flipped her hand over, and took out a message stone.

So, don't eat the blooming Forgetfulness Grass, no, how long will it take before the female cultivator will take things from the magic storage vessel!
Of course, what made Lu Baoxin even more surprised was that he had never found the magic weapon stored on the female cultivator, and he didn't know where the female cultivator had kept things.

The female cultivator was holding the twinkling messenger stone in a daze, as if she didn't understand why it twinkled.

As for the big fox, his face suddenly darkened when he saw the messenger stone, and his tone became unkind.

"What's the matter, dare not answer? Is there something you are hiding from me?"

This tone is a bit sour.

The big fox saw that the female cultivator was still moving, so he flicked his tail and helped her connect to the messenger stone!

Then a slightly irritable man's voice came from inside.

"Qi Shuying! Where did you die? What about the goods! The promised goods will be delivered in half a month! My customer is in a hurry! Do you still want to do this business!"

The female cultivator was holding the message stone and was yelled at by the people inside, so she subconsciously replied.

"Do it, do it, wait for me, I'll be right there!"

"I'll be here soon! It's been a long time and I'll be here soon! I've been waiting for you for three days. If you don't deliver the goods after three days, I'll find someone else!"

"Are there, definitely!"

The people at the messenger stone didn't know if they heard the nun's promise, they had already hung up the messenger.

The surroundings became silent, and after a long time, Hu Xi gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

"Amnesia?" Hu Xi stared at the female cultivator and then turned her fox eyes to Mo You.

Mo You had been prepared for a long time, and took out a flower pot, which was planted with the forget-sorrow grass bitten by the female cultivator!
This Forgetfulness Grass has been nourished by Mo You, and the scars on its body are still there, but it is already preparing for the second flowering.

Several strings of flower buds have bloomed from the tip of the grass. Although they are ugly and strange, they are still thriving.

"This is the forget you grass that she took a bite of."

The Forgetfulness Grass and the flower pot were captured by Huxi, and he grabbed it in his hand and looked at it carefully, then Huxi said with a dark face.

"This forget-sorrow grass, has it bloomed once?"

Mo You nodded.

As a monster race, Hu Xi knows more about spiritual plants and medicines than humans.

The human race may not be able to distinguish the amount of medicinal properties in the spiritual medicine, but the demon race can.

Therefore, Hu Xi understands the difference between a blooming forget-sorrow grass and a non-blossoming one, not to mention that the female cultivator hasn't eaten much of this forget-sorrow grass yet!
Hu Xi was excited, and her slender hands pinched the strings of flower buds on the Wangyoucao, and crushed them all with one force!
Poor Wangyoucao, it seems that if it still wants to bear seeds, it can only accumulate energy and start over again!
Mo You felt pity for this troubled Wangyoucao, but she didn't want to touch Hu Xi's head at this time.

After all, everyone knows that people who will eat Wangshoucao are desperate people.

Before, Hu Xi thought that the female cultivator ate the forget-sorrow grass, and the past and the past would disappear, so it was good for them to live a good life.

But now, Mo You told him that the female cultivator's amnesia was only temporary. In the future, she gradually remembered, maybe she would still live a good life with him!
The fur on Hu Xi's big black tail exploded, the frequency of the flick became higher, and the sound of knocking on the ground became louder, it could be seen that he was very angry!
The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, Lu Baoxin spread his folding fan at this moment, coughed lightly and opened his mouth.

"Second sister, so your name is Qi Shuying, what a good name! Who are you going to deliver something to? Do you know where you want to deliver it?"

"Tangcheng." The female cultivator blurted out this place, and it was obvious that this matter was very important to her.

"Tangcheng, if Tangcheng is quicker, we can reach Tangcheng in three days..." However, if he went to Tangcheng, Qi Shuying would have to go back.

Mo You is going to Tianshui City.

Lu Baoxin even entrusted his apprentices to his juniors to take care of him and followed Mo You, so he must follow Mo You to Tianshui City.

Therefore, if nothing else, they will part ways.

Lu Baoxin looked at the female cultivator, and then at the black-faced Hu Xi. He was also a bold man with a high level of art, and he asked Hu Xi with a smile on the basis that his cultivation was higher than that of Hu Xi.

"Hu Xi, do you want to go to Tang City with Second Sister?"

Hu Xi's big tail swung the gravels flying randomly, many of them flew towards Lu Baoxin, and when Lu Baoxin folded his fan, the gravels flew elsewhere.

Lu Baoxin was still smiling, and Hu Xi's face was still very dark.

Mo Huo silently picked up the small stone that fell on the lid of her clay tripod, and threw it aside.

There was nothing to say all night, so early in the morning, Mo You threw out two mud soldiers, dragged out the cultivator who was infatuated with demons, dragged him to the side of the pit where the mummies were buried, and killed them, and threw the corpses directly into the pit. buried.

From the beginning to the end, Mo You didn't let the cultivator who was possessed by demons speak.

What are you talking about, since it's been a night and he hasn't succeeded in falling into the devil, then it means that he has no chance to live!
As for the mental journey of this monk who fell into a demon, Mo You was really not interested in listening.

Early in the morning, Qi Shuying and Hu Xi also planned to leave.

Don't look at Hu Xi who was so angry last night as if he was going to demolish the house, he actually disappeared before dawn. When Qi Shuying woke up, he had already bought a comfortable carriage, and he was ready to go without saying a word. Tang City's preparations.

Before leaving, Mo You handed the little fox who was still in a coma to Qi Shuying.

If nothing else happened, Qi Shuying should have a blood relationship with the human blood that remained in the little fox's original body, and Hu Xi was still by Qi Shuying's side, so it was more appropriate for the little fox to follow them than to follow him.

So Hu Xi was driving the carriage outside, and Qi Shuying and her three little pets were sitting in the carriage.

Mo You and Lu Baoxin watched their carriage leave, and then they also started on the road.

Neither Mo You nor Lu Baoxin went to the mountain temple on the mountain to see what the abandoned children thought before they left.

The food Moyou gave them before was enough for them to eat until winter came, and the people in the village should have returned by then.

For these ordinary children, rather than letting them know that they were the ones who were abandoned, it would be better to let them be confused and count the days waiting for the winter to come.

　Today, for the first time, I saw a reader who thought Xiaohua was pretty good, and I was secretly happy.

　　Of course, I usually hate bear children, but it may be caused by some kind of emotion of the author. The people I write, I like that and so on, so I can't hate them.

　　I don't know if other authors are like this, but for me, when designing characters, she is full in my mind.

　　For example, Xiao Hua, when I was preparing to write this character, I thought of a dirty little girl in the village, disheveled, tattered, very thin, and would look at people with a pair of big dull eyes, obviously a child , but the skin is rough, a little tanned by the sun, the hair is dry and yellow like hay, and there is accumulated black mud on the sides of the neck and cheeks that has not been washed.

　　She has never been well taken care of. When other children run wild in the village, she has to sit in the yard, kneel on the ground, wash the dirty clothes in the big tub, and carry the branches to the kitchen to light the stove for her sisters. , Sometimes I have to follow my sister to go up the mountain to collect firewood, because there is no one at home.

　　The clothes on her body were handed down from generation to generation by her sisters. They were already very worn out, they had been washed very thin, they would be broken if they were torn lightly, and they were as fragile as paper.

　　If she accidentally tore such clothes, Mother would beat her.

　　Dad was bullied by the villagers outside, and would kick her far away for no reason, just because she was not a boy.

　　The best food she has ever eaten should be the wild fruit her sister picked on the mountain, and the feeling she has experienced the most is stomach cramps from hunger...

　　These backgrounds are only in my mind, and there are very few written in the text,
　　
　
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