Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Fuzhu lightly tapped the hibiscus flower on the villain's head, and said with a smile: "I will pay attention to safety, thank you for your reminder!"

The villain lowered his head shyly and danced beside her, knowing that he couldn't persuade her, so he asked softly, "Then can I go with you?"

She hasn't been back to Rajagha for a long time, and more importantly, she is too lonely in Jijabori Mountain alone.

Without the shackles of the dream weaving spider, she wanted to leave here.

Fu Zhu frowned, and responded in harmony: "Of course."

Together with Wu Sheng, she talked to herself every day, and after a long time, she would feel a little bored.The hibiscus flower villain followed her, and someone spoke.

She will protect her too.

The little hibiscus flower happily flew to Fuzhu's shoulder and sat down.

"From now on, you can just call me Fu Zhu." Fu Zhu said.

The villain responded with "Mmmm", and yelled "Fu Zhu."

"Then what should I call you?" You can't always call her the Fusanghua villain or the red flower villain.

The little man tilted his head for a while, and said in a low voice, "I don't have a name..." She raised her face, smiling calmly, "Why don't Fuzhu give me a name?"

"Yes." Fuzhu thought for a while, the hibiscus flowers bloom in the morning and fall in the evening, and she likes to devour sunlight, "Why don't we call it Riji."

"Riji?" the hibiscus flower villain read, with a smile in his golden pupils, "I am called Riji."

She loves the name.

With Riji's company, no matter what Fu Zhu said, someone would respond, and Wu Sheng was simply two extremes.

Riji has lived in Qijabori Mountain for more than 300 years, and she memorizes every road by heart, and she quickly left the mountain with the talisman.

In the distance, the shadow of Wangshe City can already be seen.

The dilapidated ancient city was buried under the yellow sand. Due to the long-term wind erosion, the huge stones on the city wall were pitted and uneven.

On the dead tree outside the city gate, there are dilapidated prayer flags with cobwebs criss-crossing them.

Ri Ji said sadly: "The city of Wangshe used to be very prosperous and lively."

This ancient city has been deserted for a long time, but it has come back to life recently. Many businessmen, knowing that there will be a large number of monks coming here, moved in early and opened inns and stalls, some selling food and reselling magical artifacts.

Fu Zhu took Wu Sheng to find an inn to stay.

They said it was an inn, but they were the first to occupy an ancient building in Wangshe City that had not completely collapsed. After cleaning it, it became an inn.

"Miss Boss, is there any room left?" A male voice came from below, Fu Zhu heard it a little familiar.

She leaned over to the window and looked. It was the few monks she had met in Mount Qijabori. They were two men and one woman.

The proprietress went out looking for her voice, looked at the three of them calmly, and said with a smile: "Everyone came by coincidence, there just happened to be two rooms left."

The leading man took out a money bag from his pocket and handed it to the proprietress, "Only two rooms."

He and the bald donkey share one room, and Gu Yanyan shares the same room, which is just right.

The proprietress weighed the weight of the purse, moved away, and smiled brightly, "Please, everyone."

Fuzhu had already withdrawn his gaze, Riji flew to her, and asked curiously, "Do you know Fuzhu?"

"When I was in Qijabori Mountain, I met by chance." Fuzhu said, and added with hooked lips, "But they don't know me."

"Oh, so that's the case." Riji replied.

She was a little tired from flying, so she landed on the potted plant by the window and sat down.

Fu Zhu got up, found a pair of scissors and some paper in the room, and cut the paper into a square shape.

Riji flew over curiously, "Fuzhu, what are you doing?"

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Fu Zhu shook his head lightly and said, "You'll know later."

"Oh." Riji sat at the table, watching the movement of the talisman without blinking.

When she saw the talisman, she folded it back and forth a few times, and a beautiful paper crane appeared, lifelike and lifelike.

Riji praised: "The origami crane you folded seems to be alive!"

Wu Sheng next to him raised his eyes quietly, and glanced at the girl who lowered her head and seriously folded the origami crane. Her movements had already stopped, and she obviously didn't intend to make another one.

Fuzhu smiled, and said softly: "There is a skill in folding spirits, life and breath are combined, get up!"

The paper crane on the table suddenly moved, fluttering its wings and circling in the air.

"Wow! Fuzhu, you are so powerful!" Riji had never seen such a technique before, and his eyes widened.

She flapped her wings, went up and down around the paper crane, looked at it curiously, and could feel a very pure spiritual power inside.

It should be the spiritual power injected into the paper crane by the talisman, so that it can fly.

"This paper crane is for you. The paper crane has exhausted its spiritual power and can't fly, so come to me."

Riji looked at the talisman in surprise, "Give it to me?"

Fuzhu chuckled and nodded, Riji couldn't wait to climb onto the paper crane, she didn't need to flap her wings to fly away.

When Riji didn't want to ride the paper crane, the paper crane became smaller in an instant. Riji took off a petal, twisted it into a red string, and hung the paper crane around his neck like a small pendant.

Wu Sheng sat quietly, watching Ri Ji who was dancing around the room with joy, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

What's there to be happy about, the paper cranes folded by his aunt are more beautiful than this one.

But she can actually fold spirits. Wu Sheng opened his hand and looked at the grass insect in his hand, wanting her to inject spiritual power into his grass insect, so that his grass insect can also live.

Wu Sheng struggled for a while, finally got up, walked towards the talisman, and pointed to the worm he wove out of grass.

The talisman pretended not to understand, took it from Cao Chong and helped him tidy up the exposed weeds, and then returned it to him, "Okay, I have already stuffed the weeds in."

He didn't speak, how could she know what he was thinking, right?

Without tacit understanding, it is normal for her not to understand his needs.

Wu Sheng stubbornly took back his worm, sat back silently, lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

He doesn't believe that talismans don't understand, she can clearly fold spirits.

She just doesn't want to help him.

Wu Sheng looked at his hands, he didn't have any spiritual power at all, even if he knew how to fold spirits, he still couldn't turn decay into magic.

Why can't he practice?

"Knock-knock--" There was a short knock on the door.

Before the talisman moved, Riji had already flown to the door of the house, and pulled out the latch with great difficulty.

"This is the girl's lunch." Standing outside the door was the proprietress of the inn.

Being a small person, she couldn't afford to carry the tray. She raised her hands and shook them helplessly.

Fu Zhu quickly stepped forward to take the tray, thanked her softly, and the proprietress of the inn quickly put it back in the room with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.

She warned: "Wangshe City is not safe at night. After sunset, the little girl had better close the doors and windows, and don't go out if you hear any strange noises. Wait until the sun comes out, and you'll be fine."

Fuzhu moved silently, blocking her view of the room, smiling brightly, "Thank you for the reminder, lady boss."

The proprietress nodded slightly and closed the door behind her.

She saw at least hundreds of people who came to Wangshe City, and almost all of them were accompanied by a few strong monks.

But there is rarely such a weird combination, a young girl, a child with no spiritual power, and an elf with flowers on its head.

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