Chapter 160: Coming down with a paw

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty
Coming down with a paw
Send her to Wangyoufeng. ＾
Wwiqukeom Qin Song left. In other words, he couldn't get in at all, but Qi Huan walked in easily.
There is no beauty in Wangyou Peak as Qi Huan imagined, except for barrenness, she can't think of other adjectives. The only bright spot is the bamboo forest hanging in mid-air 100 meters away.
Qi Huan stood there staring at the bamboo forest for a long time, and couldn't figure out why the other bamboos were growing on the ground. They just wanted to grow in mid-air. Even if they didn't look green, they didn't need to grow into black.
The bamboo forest floats next to a waterfall. Under the bamboo forest is a pool of emerald green water. I don’t know how deep it is, whether there are a few delicious carps in it...
Through the mist, one could vaguely see a two-story loft in the bamboo forest. It is estimated that the elder Mo lived there. After all, Fengtou Qihuan saw only such a house where people could live.
Don't look at the bamboo forest very close to him, but when Qi Huan walked over, he realized that he was so close to the world. After half an hour of walking without knowing it, he didn't even touch the edge of the bamboo forest.
at last. Qi Huan couldn't help it anymore, looked around on the ground, picked up a relatively large stone, and threw it towards his destination without hesitation.
As a result, the stone penetrated the bamboo forest and disappeared. Of course, even if there is no cultivation level, Qi Huan's eyes are still good. She can see the ripples when the stone penetrates the bamboo forest. Illusory, nnd.
Probably the stone was quite aggressive, and the illusion in front of Qi Huan quickly disappeared. This time, she only took two minutes to walk to the side of the pool, which is under the bamboo forest.
I can't fly. How do I get up with that ink or something pretending to be dead? Without waiting for Qi Huan to think about it, a row of black bamboos growing on the edge suddenly fell towards Qi Huan. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would definitely become the ghost of Takeshita.
In a few seconds, those bamboos became a sloping ladder that was more than half a meter wide. Qi Huan stepped on it carefully. Fortunately, it was quite strong.
Climbed up the inclined ladder, and then the bamboos returned to their original shape again. But Qi Huan wasn't in the mood to appreciate it at this time, she was completely attracted by the black bamboo building with golden light in front of her.
The materials used to build the bamboo buildings seem to be the surrounding bamboos, but those bamboos seem to be a bit more peculiar, and they actually have some golden spots growing on them. Even if there is no sunlight, it actually emits light, so in Qi Huan's eyes, this bamboo building is actually shining.
Regardless, Qi Huan still has to admit this. The person who lives there has an artistic vision. She just didn't know what kind of bamboos they were. She had never seen such a beautiful thing before. As long as she saw it once, she would never forget it.
Pushing the door open, and walking into the room, the first floor was empty, without any decorations inside. No, there was a rope hanging in the air. Qi Huan still had deep feelings for that rope. Because she had slept on exactly the same rope for a long time, the touch, the feeling of hesitation that didn’t reach the village or the ground, made her want to pull that rope out of it every night. The old man with the rope dug a hole and buried it together.
Seeing this old "bed" again, Qi Huan turned his head directly and walked upstairs without stopping.
There are two cubicles on the second floor. Inside is the study room. Looking in through the curtain made of golden bamboo leaves, you can see rows of neatly stacked bamboo slips. By the window supported by black bamboo with a big bowl, Qi Huan saw a person Lying halfway on a bamboo rocking chair covered with white animal skins, gently tapping the handle of the rocking chair with one hand and a silk book in the other.
She could only see the jade-colored silk book in the man's hand, and the slender hand. The creaking sound of the rocking chair did not destroy the atmosphere in the room, and even made a sense of peace in her heart.
Standing at the door, Qi Huan could only see the top of the person's head on tiptoes. Fortunately, it was not bald.
"Come in." The sound of the shaking of the bamboo chair did not stop. The sound that just came to my ear seemed to be a sigh, almost making people think it was an illusion. Qi Huan didn't know why he was so obedient, and he actually walked over.
Opened the golden bamboo leaf curtain, walked into the small study room, and published the book. The only decoration here is the person on the chair, if he can be regarded as a work of art.
This guy wouldn't dare to see people, or why would he always show himself in the back of his head! Qi Huan mumbled inwardly.
"You live here, and practice more when you are okay. Don't walk around indiscriminately." After a pause, Elder Mo continued, "Take these slips back, and practice them yourself."
Yes, she met another best product. Back then, Xu Kongzi knew to find someone to teach him, and this one directly acted as the shopkeeper. She is really a genius, she can do everything by herself. This is not the main thing. What Qi Huan wants to know is, what exactly is he doing here by himself? Does he think it's unpopular here, and find someone to add some vitality?
But in any case, this place is better than the small mountain village just now. Qi Huan is open to seeing and can also settle down according to the situation. He obediently picked up the pile of heavy books and slowly moved downstairs.
After going downstairs, Qi Huan suddenly remembered a very serious matter. There was no bed except for a rope underneath. Where did she sleep? The ring that she wore on her hand hadn't known where she was going for a long time. Her household utensils were all in it. Qi Huan didn't feel distressed about the other things. She had slept on that bed for hundreds of years.
Dong Dong Dong ran up again, suddenly feeling a shadow over his head pressed down, Qi Huan raised his head subconsciously, and forgot everything he had just thought about.
Mo Ye...The person standing on the top floor and looking at him condescendingly is Mo Ye! Qi Huan blinked her eyes vigorously, and she felt as if she was dreaming.
"Mo, Mo Ye?" Qi Huan felt that her voice seemed to be coming from outside the sky. Now she felt that a pile of gold ingots fell from the sky, which directly knocked her out, and fainting became a happy thing.
It's just... There was no joy on Mo Ye's face. He looked at Qi Huan's eyes very calmly, without the slightest disturbance, raised his hand and threw down a jade medal, "Take the token to get what you need." Then, they turned around and went back.
Liu Qihuan stood alone on the bamboo ladder in a daze. Did she admit the wrong person? Did you really admit it wrong? However, that face was exactly the same, even if it was a coincidence. This is too coincidental, it is clearly insulting her IQ!
However, if he is Mo Ye, why doesn't he know himself? Qi Huan was sitting on the stairs with a jade medallion with a large palm, his hands propped his chin, just now Mo Ye saw that his eyes did not fluctuate at all, or he had lost his memory and forgot himself? Such a thing, it is impossible to be spread by oneself.
Qi Huan, who had been sitting on the stairs thinking hard and almost grabbed a blue silk, didn't see it. There was a pair of gloomy eyes upstairs staring at her.
Anyway, since everyone has become roommates, she has time to dig the truth, turned her head and glanced upstairs, Qi Huan took the token and walked down the stairs. Humph, it's best if she admits the wrong person, otherwise, she must let this man know why the flowers are so red!
That token is very useful. Qi Huan took the token and strolled around the gate. Basically, she found all the clothes, food, bedding and all kinds of daily necessities. She even moved a big pot back.
Seeing two unnamed fellow brothers helping her move a two-meter-square bed into the house, Qi Huan stood outside with his hips akimbo and smiled very proudly.
This was from her design. The two seniors were really polite to say, they even used flying swords to cut wood for her and made a bed with her for a long time.
"What are you doing?" Because of moving the big bed, the sound of ping-pong-pong downstairs kept going. Finally, someone couldn't stand it.
"I have seen Master Mo." Those two male disciples were both elite disciples who came down from the mountain, and of course they knew who the man in front of him was who looked about their age. However, this Master Mo basically stayed in Wangyou Peak, and few disciples of the entire school had seen him.
"We are moving the bed." Seeing the man who made her think countless times, he stood in front of her, but his eyes were not the emotions he knew well. Qi Huan felt that something was blocking his chest and wanted to take it. The knife dug out his heart to see if it was the original one.
...
He probably didn't know what to say. Seeing him shaking his sleeves and walking back, Qi Huan patted the older senior who was still kneeling on the ground. "Brother, everyone has gone up, let's move on."
"Huh, Uncle Mo is really amazing." Qi Huan was a little surprised watching the two people stand up sweating profusely. Did something that she didn't know just happened?
"Over there, just put it there." Qi Huan pointed to the place, and the two of them finally stuffed the bed in, and Qi Huan leaned forward. "By the way, brother, who knows the above? What's your name?" Qi Huan pointed his finger upstairs and asked in a low voice.
"You said Master Mo?"
Qi Huan nodded.
"I really don't know about this..." The tall senior brother scratched his head, also with a question mark on his face.
"I know, I heard Master Mo's name is Mo Ye." The shorter senior also came over.
Mo Ye... Qi Huan raised his head and glanced at the bamboo roof, his fierce eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thick bamboo and directly shot the man on it. The name hasn't changed, her appearance hasn't changed, just don't know who she is? that is really good! !
Qi Huan’s days in Wangyou Peak were actually very happy. Except for occasionally seeing Mo Ye floating in front of her with depression in her heart, nothing could destroy her good mood.
After so many things, Qi Huan is content enough. At least, the person in front of him is still Mo Ye. It doesn’t matter if he can see him every day, for whatever reason he doesn’t remember himself, but Qi Huan is 100% confident. I will soon remember who I am.
With a snapping sound, Qi Huan lowered his head and found that the bamboo slip in his hand had cracked a small gap. It stands to reason that this kind of thing should be very strong, but Qi Huan doesn't know why, occasionally it seems that endless power will flow out of her body. But that kind of power seemed to only appear unconsciously, and she couldn't control it at all.
He threw away the bamboo slips that he didn’t know was destroyed by him. Qi Huan kicked the pile of unnutritious readings on the bed with his feet. He hugged the soft pillow and rolled on the bed. .
Such a day, really...
"Master, the apprentice is going to starve to death!!!" Lying on the bed and sucking enough oxygen, Qi Huan's cry penetrated the entire Wangyou Peak, and finally reached the top of the building.
Although Mo Ye didn’t remember that this incident made Qi Huan very depressed, but she was very satisfied with another thing. Every morning Qi Huan kicked the quilt and went out for a morning run. When he came back, the quilt would be neatly folded. Qi, there will be prepared meals on the table.
At the beginning, Qi Huan was extremely uncomfortable, but later... the inferiority in her character was finally completely mobilized by Mo Ye. Anyway, it is not that he cooks food by himself. There are such useful spells that are not used, is it too wasteful!
After a while, Qi Huan saw the door of the room being pushed open, and a puppet made of bamboo came in carrying a fragrant meal.
The meal is only for one person, because Mo Ye doesn't eat anything. In fact, unless Qi Huan personally went upstairs to trouble him, under normal circumstances, Mo Ye would not move the place at all. I really don't know what's fun upstairs. He doesn't have any pastime except reading.
Qi Huan got out of the bed, picked up a bamboo stick in one hand, walked to the front of the table, watched the puppet arrange the food, and then quietly hit the puppet's head from behind.
Cang Dang! After a sound, the crackling sound kept on, watching the puppet instantly turn into a bamboo stick, Qi Huan curled his lips, the way she communicated with Mo Ye.
If he doesn't come down, she will force him down. Without chatting with her, she would just have fun. So far, she had smashed 13 puppets in total, and Mo Ye didn't seem to have the intention of not giving her food in a huff, but he didn't have any reaction.
It’s not that Qi Huan didn’t run up and yelled at him by the collar. It’s a pity that people don’t like her. It’s just that the look in her eyes is rather strange. Maybe she thought her nerves were a little abnormal, so Qi Huan would change in the end. Strategy, it seems that there is still no improvement. Except for Mo Ye's tolerance for her, Qi Huan basically saw no hope. Maybe he is more tolerant of everyone?
He sighed deeply, thinking of the person above, Qi Huan lost his appetite. Humph, stop eating. Throwing the chopsticks far away, Qi Huan jumped back and threw herself back onto the soft bed.
The sun was still shining outside, and Qi Huan was lying in bed with nothing to do. It wasn't that she had never thought about reading and practicing, but after sitting on the bed for a day, she couldn't feel any sense of anger in her dantian, let alone feel the spiritual aura of heaven and earth, she felt nothing except her feet numb.
Back then, when she hadn't done anything, her aura automatically gathered, but now it's okay, she couldn't gather a trace of aura even when she prayed to God to worship Buddha. Anyway, Mo Ye didn't mean to urge her, Qi Huan took advantage of the trend to treat those secret books and slips as his spare time. Occasionally, when I can't sleep, I just pull out a copy and look at it for ten minutes to ensure that she will fall asleep.
Picking up a bamboo slip from the ground, Qi Huan decided to take a nap.
It was probably an illusion that Qi Huan, who was awkwardly asleep, always felt as if she was being stared at by some carnivore. His whole body was cold, and even the soft and fluffy quilt on his body seemed to be unable to withstand the chill.
Opening his eyes and blinking, Qi Huan saw a behemoth standing on her bedside, drooling at her. It is a black tiger. From the analysis of that head, this girl must be two meters long. Look at that tail, is it a normal size!
"You, you, don't get excited..." Don't blame her for being timid, anyone who just wakes up and sees such a thing lying next to him will be scared to death, Qi Huan is already very brave. No one stipulated that she had ever been a god, so she had to fear nothing, she was afraid of death and pain. I'm afraid of wild animals.
This one is obviously not wild. The tiger watch quickly ran to the corner and shrank into a ball~EbookFREE.me~ There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then he leaped towards Qi Huan with interest.
Looking at the tiger, Qi Huan didn't even dare to think about what it would look like when he was crushed by it. Therefore, she finally couldn't hold back, "Mo Ye, help~~~~~"
The screams resounded all over the world. Seeing that the huge black tiger was about to rush down, the small door of the attic suddenly opened silently. A white shadow appeared behind the black tiger, pulling its neck with one hand, stunned. Fix the tiger in mid-air.
"Roar!" The tiger roared dissatisfiedly, and his two fat paws ran wildly in the air.
Seeing that the tiger was caught, Qi Huan stood up suddenly, touched under the pillow for a while, and unexpectedly brought out a kitchen knife. God knows what she did to hide the kitchen knife under the pillow.
Obviously, this tiger is not Mo Ye's opponent, that would be great, her dinner tonight has been settled. She has never been picky eaters, as long as it is meat.
Mo Ye looked at Qi Huan holding a kitchen knife, and unkindly approached the tiger who just wanted to kill her, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"Tiger meat is very tonic. Why don't we eat tiger meat tonight, Master~~"
"..." Mo Ye did not say a word, an invisible smile flashed in his eyes.
But the tiger in his hand seemed to understand Qi Huan's words, and he howled directly, "You can't eat me~~~I'm just kidding~~~"
This is a tiger spirit, which is quite normal. A normal tiger will certainly not look like what it was just now when it sees people, but a tiger spirit who can speak has a cultivation base that is at least in the stagnation stage. Wait until this tiger arrives. After the infant stage, it can completely take off the animal body and transform into a human form.
"Then come and crush me with a paw!" Qi Huan laughed gloomily, dare to scare her, it will cost her.