Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Si Zhi didn't seem to know how to describe to her how beautiful that woman was, looked Fu Zhu up and down, and said, "Probably two or three times more beautiful than you."

Fu Zhu: "..." Although she doesn't care about her appearance, she can't attack her personally like this, okay!
Realizing that her words were a little offensive, Sizhi hurriedly saved her, "I'm not saying you're not pretty."

"It's just not as beautiful as Venerable Qingyun's wife. In front of other people, you still look good!"

If she didn't say the latter sentence, Fu Zhu could barely forgive her.

Riji was afraid that Fuzhu would be sad, so he raised his voice and deliberately told Sizhi, "Fuzhu, she is wrong, you are the most beautiful person in the world just like Princess Wei Jiang!"

Even Wu Sheng couldn't help tugging at her sleeve, and said the second sentence for the first time, "It's beautiful."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and Riji, who was lying on Fuzhu's shoulder, didn't hear it.

Fu Zhu smiled lightly, "I'm not sad."

She has seen very good-looking people, neither coquettish nor charming, but beautiful enough to touch people's hearts, but they have a bad temper.

Fu Zhu suddenly became interested and wanted to see the portrait at Sizhi's house, "If I have a chance in the future, can I go to your house to see that portrait?"

Because of the resistance to Venerable Qingyun, there is actually no portrait of him in the comprehension world, and when Fuzhu was in the sword mound, he only saw a vague figure.

Sizhi thought it was her words that hurt her, after all, there is no woman who does not love beauty, so she was a little hesitant.

But Venerable Qingyun's wife is really pretty, if she sees her, what if she gets even more sad?
Si Zhi hesitated for a long time, and finally made a decision, "If there is a chance, I will definitely take you there."

The talisman suddenly raised a smile, at the age of youth, everything is just right, just like a bright pearl.Sizhi suddenly felt that, in fact, she was a little worse than Venerable Qingyun's wife.

The previous voices were getting closer.

"Fortunately, there is a formation mage among us, and we didn't step into that weird formation, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to get out."

"That's right, but those sect disciples are not so lucky. They don't look very old, and they are probably going to be trapped there to death." There was a tinge of regret in the voice.

"It's your turn to worry about the disciples of the great sect who went down the mountain to practice, why don't you think about finding something to satisfy your hunger!"

"When I was on the mountain, I seemed to see people living below. Why is it so dark now..."

"It's so late, even if there is a village, people go to bed early, and the lights must be turned off, so it's so easy to find!"

A disciple who went down the mountain to practice?The disciples of their Jianzong training should also be in this time period, Fuzhu frowned and went down from the slope.

"Hey, where are you going..." Sizhi yelled, and hurriedly followed.

"May I ask the disciples of the sect you just mentioned, what are they dressed up, and where are they trapped?"

The person who jumped out suddenly startled them, and then with a look of joy on his face, he asked excitedly, "Do you have Bigu Pill on you, Fellow Daoist?"

"I don't have Bigu Pill." Fuzhu said, "But I have some food on me, which I can share with you."

Fuzhu took out the dry food and water in the storage bag and distributed them to everyone. Although there were not many, it was better than nothing.

One of them quickly gnawed a mouthful of steamed buns, and thanked vaguely, "Well...thank you, fellow daoist."

When Sizhi arrived, a group of devouring monks looked at her eagerly, their eyes filled with what they wanted to say.

She was silent, took out a bottle of Bigu Pill from the storage bag and threw it over.

A bigu pill entered the stomach, and the hunger was wiped out immediately. The monk in the front clasped his fists and bowed, and then pointed in a direction, "The disciples of the sect that the Taoist friend asked can be seen after turning over this mountain."

"But there is a very weird formation over there, be careful, don't accidentally step into it."

"We'll say goodbye first."

Fu Zhu nodded slightly, and turned sideways to get out of the way.

Looking at the backs of the few people leaving, Sizhi poked the talisman with her elbow, "Among the trapped disciples, are there any people from your sect?"

No wonder she came here in a hurry when she heard these people talking.

"You don't know until you see it."

Although their Sword Sect sent Foundation Establishment disciples down the mountain to practice at this time, the other sects are actually pretty much the same.

Fuzhu raised his leg to go in the direction the monk pointed, and Sizhi followed.

Facing Fuzhu's questioning gaze, she smiled and pointed to herself, "I'm an array mage, maybe I can help you!"

In fact, she just wanted to see that weird formation.

"By the way, why don't you bring Bigu Pill with you when you go out to practice!"

"I'm out of food."

"Oh." Sizhi subconsciously responded, and then realized with hindsight, "Have you fasted?"

She took off her veiled hat, revealing a delicate and delicate face, and walked around the talisman carefully, "How old are you?"

"It's almost sixteen." Fuzhu said lightly.

Sizhi's face turned green and pale, she couldn't figure it out, she was only fifteen, how could she have formed a pill?
"Wait—" Sizhi lowered her voice and pulled the sleeve of the talisman.

"Did you hear any rustling noises?"

She covered Mianmian's mouth with one hand to prevent it from making a sound.

Fuzhu pushed her with his elbow, "If you don't let go, Mianmian will become Mianmian."

Sizhi felt the moistness of her palms, and she was uncomfortable covered by the cotton quilt, and kept pressing the tip of her tongue against her.

Only then did Sizhi let go of his hand suddenly, remembering what Fuzhu said just now, the corners of his mouth twitched, "You are quite good at joking."

"Wait a minute, I was almost led astray by you, did you hear any sound?"

Fuzhu withdrew his hand and pointed to the front, "Not only did I hear it, but I also saw it."

Not far away, there were two little girls clinging to each other, huddled together, tiptoeing forward.

It turned out to be a human, Si Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

When she looked up again, she found that the talisman had disappeared.

Sizhi was so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot, why did she leave without saying hello again!

"Without spiritual body protection, it's so cold!"

"By the time we go out to ask for help, will they be trapped to death?"

"I'm so hungry, I really want to eat!"

"Hey, why don't you pay attention to me? I'm talking to myself alone. It's very embarrassing."

The little girl beside her opened her mouth, "Aren't you hungry, talking less can save some energy."

"..." It makes sense and cannot be refuted.

"But don't you think it's a little too quiet if I don't talk?"

The little girl said concisely, "I don't think so."

If it wasn't so cold, she almost wanted to shake off her hand.

"I'm starving with hunger, how can I still see light?"

The taciturn little girl said, "I seem to be hallucinating too."

Otherwise, how could she see Senior Sister Fuzhu appearing here?
A smear of yellow came from far to near, Mi Yu rubbed his eyes, and saw a girl in pink and willow green, walking towards this side holding a palace lantern with horns.

She quickly pushed Yosu beside her, "It's not a hallucination!"

Yue Su lifted his drooping eyelids, saw the person coming, and suddenly became sober.