Chapter 169: He is her ingredient

The child's eyelashes were soggy that he narrowed his mouth and stopped talking.
Ning Xuemo stepped on the water at his feet, in fact, he was always paying attention to his movements, lest he make any new tricks.
The child probably didn't chant anymore, and the small face was lightly pressed against her arms.
The lake was rippling, and the leafy platform had disappeared just now.
In the moonlight, the lake surface is like a mirror. If there is not a little baby in her arms, Ning Xuemo almost thinks that everything just now is a dream ...
She soon swam to the shore and hugged the child, sweating from her forehead.
Sitting on a large rock by the shore, she still hugged the child tightly in her arms, afraid to put it on the ground.
The ginseng dolls should all be earthen, and he may disappear as soon as they are put on the ground ...
How would she eat him?
Ning Xuemo glanced around the doll and suddenly understood Tang Seng's mood when he was eating ginseng fruit.
The ginseng fruit obtained by Tang Seng is just like a baby doll, but it is not alive, at least it is a fruit. When eating, don't watch it and bite it.
But in her arms, her soft skin, flickering big eyes, her small red mouth, she could talk and move, she was clearly a child in the world, and she was so angry that she couldn't let her mouth down!
Wherever she bites him, she feels that she is doing evil!
She is not a softhearted person. Many people have killed such a big life, but she has never killed a child, let alone eat a child ...
It seems that Zhang Guolao is much more cruel than her. woo woo woo woo.
Maybe she should throw him into the pot with her eyes closed and stew, but there is no pot and no wood ...
Strange to say, although there were trees all around the lake, no fallen leaves or a dead branch could be found.
Unless she walks further away ...
She looked up into the distance, with strange rocks and lush trees in the distance, dark in the moonlight, looking mysterious and dangerous.
This is the ninth peak, and one of the animals in it is enough to keep her busy for a long time.
"Guru" sounded a little, and it was introduced into the ears of the two, but it was Ning Xuemo's bowel sound.
So hungry! Ning Xuemo swallowed.
"Are you hungry?" The child said again.
"Nice!" Ning Xuemo opened his face, his eyes fell on his smooth silver-haired hair, suddenly a clever move, raised his hand, pulled out his two hairs, and stared hopefully ...
Why did she pluck his hair? Next? execration?
The child raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at her.
After a while, Ning Xuemo's face fell a little.
TV dramas kill people! She clearly remembers seeing someone pull out a beard of a ginseng man in a certain film and television show, and she became ginseng beard, but the hair in her hand was still hair, without any change.
Is that old ginseng, this is a doll? Beards can change, but baby hair can't change?
"Why can't your hair change into ginseng hair?" Ning Xuemo found a short knife and laid it horizontally on the little doll's neck: "Change a few, or I'll eat you directly."
The little baby drew a corner of her lips, looked down at the short knife on her neck, and then looked at her: "Do you want to eat ginseng?"
"Nice! Change it out soon!" Ning Xuemo's short knife was pressed down slightly again.
She also gave her this short knife. Cold light shone in the moonlight.