I Was Reborn As a Pigeon, but It Was Shen He's Senior Brother?

Ying smiled, thinking that this little pigeon is the same as before, and still loves to play so much... Gu Gu Zong, how can there be a sect with this name?

"Then who are the disciples of your Cuckoo sect?"

"Zhongli, Wendy."

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Fu Sheng patted his chest quite proudly for half a day, and when he mentioned his proud sect, he subconsciously pretended.

The spring light was shining warmly on his body, Fusheng Banri's wings were carried on his back, and he turned around, looking a little fairy-like.

He straightened his chest, with an inscrutable look: "Although there are only two disciples in my Cuckoo Sect, each of them is an outstanding generation. Let me first say that Zhongli, the first disciple of the preparation, is lazy all day long, but he is not afraid of it." The shame of paying. He will definitely do something in the future, coupled with the deep fortune, he can become the Liyue Emperor."

Lei Movie nodded thoughtfully.

She held back one sentence and didn't say it. Although she is a nerd, the Seven Gods will gather every once in a while...

"Besides, my second apprentice, Wendy, is a bard of Mond. Although he has nothing to do all day long, he has made some achievements in music, and his fortune is also profound. This Mond has been without a king for many years. He may not have no Monarch. The capital..."

Fu Sheng held his head high for a long time, and continued to fool around.

He really wanted Ying to join his Gugu sect.

Because this shadow is also right for his purpose of Cuckoo Sect, stay at home all day, do nothing, and leave things to the puppet general, al to rule the country, and set up a monarchy trusteeship system, which suits Fusheng's appetite.

Furthermore, if Naruto can be recruited into the sect, wouldn't the temporarily sluggish gold content of his Gu Gu sect increase steadily?

Lei Movie tilted her head, her long braids hung down her head, and she swayed briskly from side to side. She carefully observed Fu Sheng's expression...and found that this little pigeon seemed to be very serious, as if he really wasn't lying...

She smiled slightly.

For more than 500 years, this is the first time that Ying laughs, the cherry blossoms are disturbing, the light white bouquet filters the sunlight, and filters out the excess luster, leaving only the pale yellow light, which is ambiguous and gentle on Ying's side face , she covered her mouth, and slightly covered it with her sleeves.

Sure enough, this little pigeon has been around for hundreds of years, and it is still that carefree, stupid little pigeon.

Staying by his side, I couldn't help but become more relaxed.

"Okay."

Ying agreed with some evil intentions, "Then I will be the elder of Wendy and Zhongli... I really look forward to seeing my disciples."

A long, long time ago, he flew in front of me in such a stupid way, patted his shoulders, and puffed out his chest, "Yo Xi, we are comrades from now on!"

She also said, "Okay"

Life is like a dream, really like a dream.

"Yo Xi."

Fu Sheng let out a happy sigh, and raised his head: "Go, Daozucheng, let's fool around!"

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Inazuma’s dim sum shop is different from other places: it is a large curved counter on the street, and dim sum is prepared in the counter, which can be prepared at any time... the details of which are well known to the judge, so I won’t go into details .

Most of these customers are Ba La La Ji Dao Group, who bring their girlfriends, order tea and snacks, and sit and eat slowly.

But that pigeon was the only one that was not paid by the non-jidao group, so the shop owner remembered it very clearly.

On this day, the pigeon came to the shop again, and the shop owner saw it clearly, so he said to the pigeon, "Why did you have another female partner?"

Fu Sheng's face was flushed red, and he was cooing, the store was full of joy.

The shopkeeper was looking for another topic, and it was not that he didn't pay for the little pigeon, but when he took a closer look, he saw it clearly, and broke out in a cold sweat on the spot, prostrating himself to the ground: "General!"

Fusheng Bantian pretended to be Lei Wei, stopped his chest, swaggered into the room, and expelled Jiu Mo La, "Warm two bowls of tea and have a snack."

The shopkeeper hastened to work.

Lei Movie said softly: "Do you like snacks?"

Fu Sheng sat on the table for half a day, stared at Ying, and murmured: "Some people like to eat."

"That man can't cook yet."

Ying looked helplessly at the unrestrained pigeon, pursed her lips, and wanted to say something to justify, but finally she didn't say anything... because she really doesn't know how to cook, she can do everything, But don't ask her to cook...

Desserts are here.

Ying Bai's fingers twisted a piece, it was plain white white cake, put it in his mouth, it was a bit sweet.Shadow's eyes lit up slightly, and he picked another piece.

"It's really delicious." She held her chin halfway: "We used to have dim sum together."

Fu Sheng murmured, "It's under the tree."

Ying raised her head and looked at the shopkeeper who was busy on the stove. The shop was not big, and the business wasn't very good, but there was always an enviable vitality. Her eyes looked outside through the shop.

A samurai is distributing food, which seems to be bought with his own money, but despite this, the man is smiling brightly...

There are many people on the street, merchants carrying fried tofu, fishermen returning home full of sea air, and farmers carrying hoes. They step on some loose stone slabs, making creaking sounds, and there are many voices: children The sound of playing, the sound of splashing water from the second floor, the sound of aunts arguing...

With a breath of life.

"Next, where shall we go?"

"Cuckoo." (drinking)

Drinking is a technical job.

The guy with the best drinker Fu Sheng has ever seen in his life is his second apprentice Wendy.

How much this shadow can drink, after all, he hasn't seen each other in 500 years, so it's hard to say for sure.

But Fu Sheng has the desire to defeat her, so the blood of the myriad things should not give up much.

The drunken wine brought from home has already been drunk, so I can only drink it.

Rice wife's rice wine is also a must.Fu Sheng asked for half a catty in half a day.Plus a few jugs of ale.

The sun is gradually setting, and the clouds are piled up into a rose color.The cherry blossoms and the clouds are the same color, one is on the horizon and the other is in front of you.

"Do you like to drink?"

"I don't like to drink." Fu Sheng was a little drunk for a long time, he groaned, "But I like people who can drink with me."

"you like me?"

"I really like it. Goo, hiccup~"

Fusheng drank another big glass of Gulu Gulu for half a day, "I don't like you. What else do I come to find you for. I don't have any other old friends, so I can drink with me now."

Ying leaned against the cherry blossom tree and was silent for a while: "I also like you, little pigeon."

"Maybe you're right."

Shadow watched the sakura between the evening and the mountains melt into a ball, and said softly, "Maybe I really should look forward."

"What are you going to do next?" Shadow asked.

"Fate."

"Fate?"

Fu Sheng was very confused, he leaned on General Lei Dian's shoulder, he seemed to be falling asleep, and said in a daze, "I owe the popularity to Quan Dao's wife, so I naturally have to pay it off."

"Then I'll pay it back with you."

Ying said softly, "After all, we are [comrades]."

"Gu..." Fu Sheng leaned on his shoulder, fell asleep on all fours, and emphasized: "It's still an accomplice. Gu..."

-

A few days later, a strange shop, or folk house of all things, quietly opened in Daozuma City.

The owner is a talking pigeon.

whose name is—

'half day fast'

Chapter 74 Brother?

Half-day fasting, half-day fasting, as the name suggests, is only open for half a day.

Fusheng complacently looked at the plaque hanging on the door, with three big characters written in flying and flying phoenixes, and there was a bird's footprint on the back, and he thought it was very beautiful.

The interior decoration is rather antique, with a sandalwood counter, a few potted plants, and some thorn plums, which are cleaned cleanly.There are a total of two floors. There is a line of couplets '咕咕咕咕' pasted at the entrance, and the lower line is also '咕咕咕咕'.

There is a hundred-leaf letter box hanging in front of the door, and the dark green paint is all over the shell.

If the guests have any troubles, they can post letters in this mailbox.

If you owe too many fates, you can only pay them back one by one.

There is only one reason why Fu Sheng opened this small shop.

Repay the fate, and save some good fate by the way.

Claiming to be Daozuma Wanshiwu, if you have any questions, you can come to this Wanshiwu... The premise is that when the shop is open.

Therefore, in the eyes of the neighbors in Bird Clothes Lane, this small shop is unavoidably nondescript.There were some strange comments.

After all, it is a shop opened by pigeons...

Today happened to be the early morning, and the bright sunshine was shining on the street, even in this somewhat dark alley, it was full of spring light.Dao wife woke up very early, and the merchant's horses stepped on the soft stone slabs, making a creaking sound.

Fusheng Little Wing pushed open the door, and with a long sword on his back, he made a long hack.

He squinted his somewhat lazy eyes, and at the end of his line of sight was hanging a vertical and horizontal string, with pure white cotton wadding hanging out in the air. The breeze blew by, making a rustling sound. Boss Fusheng carried his two little wings behind his back, and began to stroll daily.. .Cough, get married.

The street morning breeze was refreshing, Fusheng flapped his little wings and flew to a maple leaf branch.

Fu Sheng seems to have a grand business plan in mind: to make Ban Ri Zhai the No. [-] rice wife!

His plan is very simple, first conquer those stupid seagulls at Daozuma Wharf, let them understand the beauty of dipping sauce, and then win over local pigeons, take advantage of the popularity of the people to take advantage of the trend, promote the name of Half-day Zhai, and get rid of General Thunder.. .Finally, based on Inazuma, develop vertically toward Liyue.

There's only one problem with this business plan so far: he can't handle those stupid seagulls on the pier...

It's really disgusting.

He is basking in the sun comfortably, letting every feather soak into the embrace of the sun, it is still the most comfortable to bask in the sun...

Today is another day of no business.

Fu Sheng reflected on the problems of his shop: