Chapter 89:

The Shi family brothers sat together, and the light purple flowers swayed in the wind on the hillside.
"There are a lot of these kinds of flowers here. I remember that when I was a child, there were also these kinds of flowers in the yard. They were all planted by my father." Shi Jun picked off a finely divided flower and fiddled with it. "After my father left, no one took care of these flowers. They were all dead, and I didn’t expect it to grow so much here. What’s the name of this flower, brother?"
Shi Fu shook his head. At that time, he was busy with his father's future generations and raising his younger brother. There is no time to care about the flowers and plants in the yard.
The purple flowers are dotted and dotted all the way to the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is no sea on the edge. The white waves beat the mountain slope. Through the clear water, you can clearly see the five-colored scale stones on the bottom of the sea. Sometimes the fish swayed their long tails and swam past the gorgeous stones.
In the sky, the sun opened its eyes, looking down on the earth, and the illusory shining skeletons appeared in the blue sky.
"It's so beautiful here. Brother." Shi Jun looked at the sky above his head.
"Although beauty is very beautiful, it is not a place suitable for human life. Except for... she, there is not even a real creature here."
"Really." Shi Jun was a little sad. He understood the meaning of his brother's words. "Then after we leave with Axiang and the others, do we have a chance to come here again?"
"Probably it's difficult." Shi Fu broke his brother's illusion.
Shi Jun lowered his head and said in a low voice: "The cake my mother gave is delicious."
He knew that he might be laughed at by his brother. Mother is a willful person who lives more childish than herself. Perhaps the less he got, the more cherished he felt. The little piece of dough that his mother handed him made him chew countless times in his heart, lovingly never forgetting the deliciousness.
Shi Fu took out a handkerchief from his arms and opened the corners of the wrapped silk, revealing a piece of biscuit carefully wrapped inside.
He looked at the sea in the distance, holding the cookie in front of his brother.
"Ah, brother, you haven't eaten yet."
"Give it to you," Shi Fu touched his brother's head. "Although my mother is a little colder, she is still alive and will live for a long time. With her, we are not orphans. Think about it this way, yes. Not just better."
Shi Jun looked at his brother beside him,
It turns out that my brother is the same as him.
On the other side of the mountain, Yuan Xianger and Nan He sat on the rock side by side, looking at the sparkling sea.
What kind of world would this seemingly calm sea look like under the deep sea?
Yuan Xianger looked at the sea for a long time and slowly said, "Master is better than my father."
"He not only changed my life, but also influenced me with his tenderness and love." Yuan Xianger remembered the past in my childhood, "I used to be very different from now. If I hadn't met my husband, I might not know at all. How to love the friends and family around me."
The sound of the waves was layered on top of each other, coming from afar, just like the sound heard in a dream at noon on the day when Master disappeared.
"Even now, I can still clearly remember the memory of my master carrying me when I was young." Yuan Xianger lowered her eyelashes. "Mr. has been away from home for eight years, and I thought I could finally hear from him today. I am so... The more, the greater the disappointment."
Nan He looked at the people around him. From the day he met Yuan Xiang'er, A Xiang always looked like joking and happy.
She is a gentle girl, but never weak. She has a slender body but a strong heart. All the friends around me have been taken care of by her more or less. As long as she is there, the whole team will feel stable.
It is rare to see her showing a fragile side.
Nan He didn't know how to comfort her. He had no experience of comforting others when he grew up alone.
To make Axiang happy, he thought.
Think about it, what Axiang likes.
Yuan Xiang'er was depressed and covered her knees with a big fluffy tail.
She looked up at Nanhe beside her,
"Don't be sad, touch the tail for you." Nan He coughed, and the tip of his tail moved imperceptibly, avoiding Yuan Xianger's sight.
Yuan Xiang'er looked at his side face, with a hint of red on the beautiful neck. The gloom in her heart was diluted a lot.
The tail that was delivered to the door couldn't be touched. Yuan Xiang'er grabbed the pliable tail and flicked left and right, watching that the pointed silver tail jumped with her movements because it couldn't hold back.
"Are you in a better mood?"
"Ok."
Yuan Xiang'er is much better, and the hairy tail is indeed an artifact to relieve emotions.
"Axiang, don't worry, I'll be with you. One day I can find your master's whereabouts." Nan He endured the tingling sensation of electricity, and covered his eyes, "Well... enough..."
Yuan Xiang'er took his hand down and looked at those eyes that were squiggly because of patience.
"Let’s look for it together. When the time comes, I will introduce you to Master, and I will tell him that you are mine..."
She didn't finish her sentence, holding Nan He's hand in one hand, putting the silver ring into his palm, closing his palm, her face couldn't help but feel slightly hot.
"Hey, I said you guys should also pay attention. There is not one magic circle in this scene. The mid-levels are full of the smell of Sirius."
A puzzling voice interrupted the two people holding hands.
Qinglong Mengzhang's tender face appeared on the taller rocks.
Yuan Xiang'er didn't care too much, took Nan He's hand and didn't let go, then turned to look at her, "Is there anything A Zhang is looking for?"
Meng Zhang raised his short eyebrows, holding a snow-white cheek in one hand, "I have seen many girls in the world, and each of them is shyer than a rabbit spirit. You are a little special, Ah Yao, that guy. It looks casual, but it's actually quite good at teaching apprentices."
When it comes to the master, Yuan Xiang'er is not modest at all, "Yes, my master taught me very well."
"That," Meng Zhang lifted his chin, and motioned to Yuan Xianger's ring on his finger, "Is it ready for use? Let me use it once."
Yuan Xianger took off the ring and threw it in the air. The silver ring enlarged in the air and turned into the size of a tabletop.
Meng Zhang stretched out his finger and moved a little above the ring, and the silver brilliance within the ring immediately dispersed.
At this moment near noon, the sun should be shining brightly above the earth.
The scenery in the ring was dusty and reckless, dim and ethereal. It's like faint yellow, like eternal night, muddy, not like the world. In the chaos, there are faint castles, towers, and streets. Like a town where human beings live, there are shadows and crumbs coming and going in the dimness, ghost lights shaking, and flickering.
The picture swayed along the smoky neighborhood, and Yuan Xianger even saw a familiar face in the shaking lens, which was Han Youzhi's long-dead mother Liniang.
Yuan Xianger shuddered. All the people living in this place are dead?
Nanhe: "This is the capital city, the city of the dead, where ghosts gather."
The picture paused, the dim world was raining, and there was a man's back in the rain. The man was old, full of hair, and thin limbs. He was standing in the rain, with his head raised and looking at the sky.
Meng Zhang looked at the figure from behind for a long while, said nothing, turned and left.
The small world, which was still shining brightly just now, suddenly became gloomy, Ming Yang closed his eyes, the sky was overcast, and it started to rain.
"It's raining, it's rare." The maids opened the windows and stretched out their hands to catch the rain.
"But it will clear up soon anyway? The weather here changes with the owner's mood, and the owner has always been very forgetful."
Another day will be the moment when the Dragon Gate opens,
Yuan Xiang'er has frozen all the skim milk left over from making the butter, intending to make it into smooth and delicious milk. Please have a taste of all the people here, including those puppet sisters, and thank them for taking care of these few days.
"Oh, do we have a share?" the maids said happily.
Their bodies are puppets, relying on the aura of the circulation in this small world, and do not need to draw nutrients from food.
But they also have a sense of taste, and they are very happy to be able to taste fresh and delicious food.
Perhaps the red dragon mother, when she created this world, was afraid of her child being lonely and lonely, so she set up so many real-life dolls in this closed world to accompany her children to grow up.
"Well, there are a lot of materials. Sisters can rest assured to eat." Yuan Xianger said.
When I came, I planned to use food to attack Qinglong, so I used a secret method to carry a lot of ingredients, and when I left, I prepared to consume as much as possible.
Yuan Xiang'er found a clean plane, and everyone worked together to shave out fine icicles from the block of milk ice.
"This ice drink is a common food, but the method is a little bit special." Meng Zhang squatted on the side of the desk, watching the snow-white ice flakes fall off, reached out and took a piece of ice and tasted it, "The taste is okay, that's it. It's a little troublesome to do."
She is very good at tasting food, as long as the food that has appeared in this world, there is basically no one that has never been eaten. But I don’t know anything about food making, and I don’t have the patience to make food.
Yuan Xianger: "There is no ice shaver here. If you have one, you can make more delicate and better taste, and the speed is also fast."
Meng Zhang: "What is an ice shaver?"
Yuan Xianger drew her wet fingers on the table to show her, and probably explained the principle.
Soon, two brilliantly glowing and impressive new magic weapons appeared on the table-replacing electricity and injecting spiritual energy into the magic weapons, which can achieve the same effect as an ice shaver.
Amid the sound of brushing, the falling ice was picked up one after another.
A variety of dried fruits and fruits are spread on the ice, and then jam honey is poured. Everyone is full of praise.
"Axiang, Axiang, this is delicious. Make more, I want to eat a big pot with dried fish on it."
In order to eat, Wuyuan, whose natural ability is the flame, can actually perform supernormally. He helped to freeze a lot of milk and waited to eat it one after another with different tastes.
"This can't work. Be careful of stomach pain if you eat too much." Yuan Xianger pinched his neck and lifted it from the side of the plate to stop him from eating.
Wu Yuan struggled desperately, "Then she, how can she eat so much."
While robbing something to eat, he had completely overcome his physical fear of the dragons.
Meng Zhang held the largest basin of ice sitting on the windowsill of the cave: "It's really good, and the flavor is unique."
Without seeing how she moved, the ice drink like a snow mountain quickly filled her small body. The maids handed her basin after basin. She ate the noodles without changing her color, and her little belly did not bulge at all.
Last year, on New Year's Eve, I saw this dragon eating a ball flying across the sky. How much did she eat at that time?
Yuan Xiang'er covered her face.
The maids of Qinglong ate very happily. For thousands of years, because they felt that the food they had eaten was nothing but a waste, they seldom opened up like this.
This kind of ice drink is melted if you don't eat it, and it's also a waste. They can only eat a meal with open arms.
"Thank you girl. I wanted to have a good meal like this for a long time, but my sisters always disagree." said a little maid.
"Look at you, we are puppets, we eat what we eat in our stomachs, and we have to take them out in the end. Isn't it a waste?" The maid who looks older and smiles while eating the ice bowl.
"But I'm greedy, probably because Lord Red Dragon made us too real back then, I always think I can eat a lot of things."
"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, break your stomach, and become a mermaid to swim under the sea for a hundred years."
The maids giggled and laughed together.
Just as they laughed, Meng Zhang called Yuan Xiang'er to his side, holding her hand, and cutting the bracelet on her wrist into two, refining it into a pair of black and white bracelets.
"That bird's natural ability is very useful, his feathers should be used like this, you are looking for someone to refine the sky-covering ring, it is simply violent." She looked down on her peers with disdain.
After spending a few days together, Yuan Xiang'er has already felt the temper of this ancient beast. She speaks casually, but in fact this is a form of expressing her gratitude.
Meng Zhang is unruly and generous, as long as she does what makes her happy, she usually expresses it immediately. This kind of expression is often a pair of magical instruments in Yuan Xianger's case.
Pure face, uninhibited character, great strength, and arrogant way of shooting, this is probably the charm of her conquering many lovers.
Yuan Xiang'er experimented with the pair of sky-covering rings made with Dushuo feathers, and it really was not the same as the bracelets made in a hurry when he was in Longguwan. Its open enchantment can block the peep of all magical artifacts in a large area, including the white jade plate in Xianle Palace.
It can even block the sight of surrounding creatures without touching it, and block the leakage of all sounds and smells in the enchantment. With them, I am no longer afraid of anyone or any "star" peeping at them.
Yuan Xianger touched the pair of baby bracelets, almost laughing. Although Meng Zhang is a bit scumbag in love affairs, she can't stop Yuan Xianger from being grateful for her. She even wished that she could stay here for a few more days, so that she could trouble Meng Zhang to help refine some magical artifacts with functions such as refrigerators and ovens.
"This is a good thing." Meng Zhang held the window sill with one hand, and a small white hand was attached to Yuan Xiang'er's ear. "With them, even if you want to have with your little wolf on the street, no one will be able to find it. "
"Ah, is there such a use?" Yuan Xiang'er couldn't help but quietly looked at Nan He, and Nan He, who was standing with Dushuo Hu Qing, looked towards her with a look of doubt.
"Master Qinglong used Master Dushuo's Lingyu to refine what?" Hu Qing asked.
Meng Zhang said grinningly, "A Xiang has made one that can be used on the street...well."
Yuan Xianger pressed her mouth tightly.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Meng Zhang pulled her hand off and raised his eyebrows angrily.
Yuan Xianger even coaxed and promised to bake enough biscuits for her before leaving tomorrow.
The maids looked at the noisy windowsill and smiled with relief, "Ah, it's really rare. The master has made friends again."
"This young lady is so courageous. This is the first time I have seen someone dare to cover the master's mouth."
"Master looks very angry, but she is actually happy."
"Yes, I am worthy of being a disciple of Mr. Yu Yao. This young lady is so lively and interesting, the master has never played with such a partner."
The author has something to say: Qinglong scum has nothing to wash away, but please remember that she is different from our race.
Don't have to say that dragon-like silver... again, haha.
There is a saying in "Haifu": There is a large number of words, then Zhuya in the south, Satian Ruins in the north, Ximu in the east, thin and green in the west. There is more than anything by the way. Tuyunni, containing ichthyosaurs, hidden scales, subconsciousness dwelling.
Therefore, in the previous chapters, it was actually mentioned that the south of the life is the Crimson Abyss, the north is the cold polar region, the west is the ghost capital, and the East China Sea has Xianju. This article is probably the setting of such a world view.