Fuwa is not easy to mess with when she is three years old

Chapter 145
Duan Lu moved her body in the big water bucket, and tiny air bubbles came out from her side, first in a series of small ones, then connected in a line from bottom to top, and there was only a few undetectable swishing sounds when they burst open on the water surface.

The hand in his mind was still moving, and the speed slowed down, writing the last deer character of his name.

Duan Lu felt the heat burn from her heart, and then from her hands and feet to her heart. The unexplained burning sensation almost filled her whole body, making her feel like a firecracker that was about to explode after being ignited. The hot blood was all choked in the throat.

Duan Lu was so hot that he stretched out his reddened little hand to take a look.

His hands were stained with water from the bucket, and as soon as they left the water, the water stains evaporated into a ball of steam, which pierced Duan Lu's eyes.

Although it was a bit overdone, the fever all over his body first made Duan Lu think of "fever".

"What the hell... Can the big fairy get sick too...? The baby's body is still not reliable enough..."

When she spoke, she was rejected by herself.

She clearly saw Ling Runyun's fever from the side.At most, his complexion would be white and red for a while, but his fever was nothing compared to Ling Runyun's.At that time, Duan Lu laughed at him as a steamed white steamed bun, but now he was like a red-hot soldering iron.

Throwing it into the bucket, it is frantically producing a vaporization reaction with the water around it.

And that incomparably clear picture also directly appeared in front of his eyes, superimposed on his little hand that had been drained.

The big hand in the picture wrote the last deer word very slowly, and as the hand slid along the gesture, Duan Lu felt that his firecracker was almost unable to hold on, and it was about to explode.

The scorching bubbles were bubbling in her big bucket like a boiling kettle, and the white water vapor rose up, steaming her whole in the bucket.

Although the body was extremely hot, Duan Lu was surprised, and because of the rising white water vapor, he also recalled some long-term memories.

I don't know the details anymore, I just remember that a little god who has been unknown all the time suddenly became popular in the world because of some rumors, and the offerings that had been dry for a long time were suddenly filled, and he gained a lot of merit.That fairy is just like him now, with steam all over his body, so that he can hang in front of Du'an Lu and directly perform a flying fairy from the sky and fly again.

Fortunately, there was a pond next to it, so the guy didn't set himself on fire.

...But how long has it been since I have been here?Haven't you built any temples or ancestral halls for yourself?
Suddenly thought of Ling Runyun.

I did say that I would ask him to find a memorial tablet to enshrine myself, but... she has never had incense until now. Is it possible for Ling Runyun?

The hand in front of him emerged again, writing down the last stroke of the character deer.

At the same time, Duan Lu's whole body began to glow and heat, and the water in the bucket boiled wildly.

Du'an Lu mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, trying to suppress the heat, but at this moment, the spiritual power still didn't listen to him, following the whistling heat, in the big white mist that filled the whole room, like a group of headless Like a school of mindless cyan fish, they ran around mindlessly.

She caught it a few times with her hands, but couldn't catch the tail of the school of fish at all.I already know that the whole body is hot because of the offering. Although it is unbearably hot, it is not a bad thing after all.Duan Lu suppressed his mind in the room where he couldn't see anything, and closed his eyes.

Merit is something that is difficult to describe, but sometimes it is real, such as the offerings you get, that can be measured.Although vulgar, it is often positively related to the price mortals set for offerings.

So when the little frog made money before, although Duan Lu despised him, he understood his deliberate deliberation to make money.

Merit is more expressed as a kind of mind, expectation, trust, or simply the so-called "consummation" in the hearts of believers.People who believe in a certain god or a certain fairy think that a certain thing has been completed, feel comfortable in their hearts, and let go. The god who is believed in and entrusted with his mind will get the happiness brought by the fulfillment of ordinary people's wishes. The reward of merit.

But... Duan Lu asked herself, what is the greatest thing she has done to make people happy like this?
She is a white and clean baby, and she is about to be steamed into a big steamed bun by this heat. What kind of dream is fulfilled, and how happy is it?

Seeing that the water in the bucket had bottomed out, more and more Duan deer's skin was exposed outside the water surface, and the temperature naturally became higher and higher.

So he restrained himself, closed his eyes and held his breath.

The tip of the long eyelashes fluttered, and the moment Duan Lu closed his eyes, there was darkness in his vision.

Of course, it was Duane Deer, not the Great Fairy, that was pitch black.

Fairy Duane Deer can have another vision.

Although his eyes were closed, the fish-like spiritual power around him slowed down. Du'an Lu followed the blue light and shadow, like a little white steamed bun lurking in the clouds.Finally, when the group of spirits swam by the bucket, they caught the fish by their tails.

Coincidentally, Duan Lu's spiritual power has always been cold. The moment he grabbed the tail of the spiritual power, the coolness was transmitted to his heart through Duan Lu's fingers, palms, wrists and arms, and most of the hot feeling was instantly extinguished. Duan Lu also Holding the tail of the spiritual power that wanted to escape, he exhaled a little hot air from his mouth.

Duan Lu said: "Come back to my dantian quickly, don't wait for me to do it."

It seems that Du'an Lu's heat is too strong, and the school of spiritual power fish is caught in her hand, and she refuses to swim back to her body obediently along the meridians.

Du'an Lu had no choice but to thank the worshiper's eight generations of ancestors in his heart, he grabbed "a fish" with both hands.

"I said don't wait for me to do it..."

The recovery of this spiritual power can not only rely on normal absorption, but also a very clumsy method...

Gnaw directly.

It looks ugly, but it works.Especially when the spiritual power is intensified and you are not very obedient.

Du'an Lu grabbed the blue "little fish" struggling in his hand, and opened his mouth wide, revealing his teeth that were as white as jade.

"Ahh-"

……

Ling Runyun watched the fire ignite.

No, watching the smoke shoot out from the edge of the closed window in Duane Deer's room.

There was no burnt smell, nor was there billowing black smoke, but the rush of hot air portended great danger.

He had spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the room, but suddenly found that the brush washer was empty, so he went out to look for water.

Seeing the thick white smoke coming from Duan Lu's house, he threw the brush washer with a shake of his hand and called for someone.

"Sister Xiaoyu! Du Bo! It's on fire!"

(End of this chapter)