Fu Ji, who was happy, walked back to the original place and sat down on the stone again. Witnessing Song Pingcun's ability with her own eyes, Fu Ji was convinced that Song Pingcun could really use the bipolar power of fire magnetism to do many things. Although his spiritual power and soul were suppressed in the land of hard labor, he could use the bipolar power of fire magnetism. There is so much that can be done in this land of hard labor.
Without her, Song Pingcun would only spend some time at most. Fu Ji looked up at Song Pingcun giving orders to a few people, knowing that he wanted to trap the silver bird.
It was obvious that he expected to spend the evening in the wild again. This has been the case for the past few nights. Using his bait every night, Song Pingcun caught him at a very fast speed, but only pulled off a few thick feathers and let him go.
Silver Bird's feathers have no other use besides being used as fuel, and this is all about taking care of her.
The night passed. Fu Ji seemed to have had a peaceful sleep. Just like the previous few nights, "luxury" fires were lit all around. Song Pingcun and four others were on the outside, and she was alone in the middle. There was no cold, only warmth.
Early the next morning, Fu Ji put on her stone shoes, but unexpectedly reached out and took Song Pingcun's hand and said, "I'm not leaving today."
"What's wrong?" Song Pingcun looked at Fu Ji strangely.
"Perhaps I will let you know the harvest of the first stop. Follow me." Fu Ji acted like a little girl coquettishly, holding Song Pingcun's hand and walking towards a slightly higher stone slope on the side. "Hit that place hard."
Song Pingcun looked at the position that Fu Ji knew. There was nothing there, just a stone slope higher than where they were standing. If there was anything different, it was that although this slope was not high, it was very steep. Unlike ordinary rock slopes, which gradually go from low to high.
"Is this strange?" Song Pingcun was confused.
"Listen to sister, just give him a punch and I believe you won't be hurt." Fu Ji said, actually standing aside and looking at Song Pingcun.
Song Pingcun, who was doubtful, looked at his fist, waved his hand, and the front of his fist was wrapped with a layer of fiery magnetic force, and it hit the slope of the steep slope directly.
With this strength, if Song Pingcun, who was confident and at the same level outside, dared not to dodge, he would definitely be seriously injured.
Only a loud noise was heard, Song Pingcun's fist was reflected on the surface of the stone slope, and the steep slope suddenly made a sound like a stone drum.
"How is it?" All this seemed to be within Fu Ji's expectation.
"Empty?" Song Pingcun hesitated and replied.
"Yes, it's empty." Fu Ji was very satisfied with Song Pingcun's answer. "If you search around here, there should be some mechanism. But it will definitely not be easy to find. I have been searching for many years and found nothing."
Song Pingcun nodded to Song Jiao and the others, and the white fox in his arms jumped out. Song Pingcun walked to Fu Ji and squatted down: "You knew there was something weird here a long time ago, why didn't you tell me directly? You still worked so hard to follow out."
Fu Ji straightened her hair and said, "Why don't you tell me?"
"Can't guess." Song Pingcun shook his head.
"Won't you take me down to the ditch to have a look?" Fu Ji changed the subject.
"Of course you can, it's just a little inconvenient."
"Why is it inconvenient?"
"Because you can't get down by yourself."
"If you hold me, I won't be able to go down!"
If it were before departure, Song Pingcun would definitely have some misunderstanding, but not now. Wang Yijin might not be able to catch up with Fu Ji's identity outside, but he still hesitated because he still didn't know Fu Ji's true identity.
Although one took the initiative to talk to Song Pingcun, it was just an illusion. If Wang Yijin didn't point it out, he wouldn't know it.
Perhaps seeing Song Pingcun's hesitation, Fu Ji laughed, "I guess there are a lot of things hidden underneath!"
Song Pingcun shook his head. Even if he had any concerns, the deep valley was indeed extremely smooth. There was not even a pit, let alone hiding things.
He stopped answering immediately, took Fu Ji's hand and walked towards the deep valley.
When they arrived at the edge of the valley, Song Pingcun put his arm around Fu Ji's waist without hesitation, stepped out of the top of the cliff, and fell down.
Fu Ji did not close her eyes, but opened her eyes and looked carefully on both sides. Only then did Song Pingcun realize that this woman did not want to come down to see what she was hiding, but wanted to find something abnormal. This might be a problem for him. , for Fu Ji, who has experienced countless accidents, maybe he can find something abnormal.
When they reached the bottom, Song Pingcun let go of Fu Ji's waist and asked, "Did you find anything?"
Fu Ji smiled, but did not answer. However, when she lifted her legs and walked forward, the stone shoes on her feet "broke free" instantly and were suspended in the middle of the two mountain walls, neither falling nor rising.
Fu Ji, who was still a little surprised at first, put down the foot wrapped in cloth and raised the other foot again, and the same scene happened again.
Song Pingcun was shocked when he saw two suspended stone shoes. Each shoe was forged and fused together from the stones on the mountain tops on the left and right sides. This did not happen when he was forging.
Has this changed?
Seeing Song Pingcun's eyes, Fu Ji also understood that Song Pingcun probably didn't know that such a situation would happen. There is only one reason for the change, and that is that he came into contact with this stone shoe.
Song Pingcun walked over and squatted down. His shoes were suspended a few inches above the ground, gently swaying from side to side, as if there were some threads pulling on them.
Fu Ji also squatted down, and Song Pingcun squatted in front of her. She knew clearly that Song Pingcun was looking at the stone shoes, but this feeling made her face feel slightly hot.
The two of them reached out for the stone shoes in front of them almost at the same time, their fingers touched together, and before they could react, the stone shoes fell to the ground with a clang.
The two looked at each other in surprise at the same time, not understanding what was going on. Then he turned to look at the other shoe, and as if with a tacit understanding, he retracted his hands at the same time and was about to try another stone shoe. But as soon as his hands separated, the stone shoe that had just fallen suddenly floated up again, but this time It was just off the ground, not as high as Fu Ji lifted her feet just now.
The two hands stopped again at the same time, still reaching towards the other stone shoe. As soon as the fingers touched the stone shoe, the stone shoe fell to the ground again, the hands separated, and floated again like the previous one.
"Haha, it seems that I won't even let you wear my shoes after I leave you." Fu Ji chuckled.
"Pull me." Song Pingcun ignored Fu Ji's teasing and said to Fu Ji.
Fu Ji was stunned for a moment, obviously understanding what Song Pingcun meant, but he put his arms around Song Pingcun's waist. With the soft sound of two stone shoes falling to the ground, Song Pingcun couldn't care less about Fu Ji's "excessive" "The movement mobilized the fire magnetism in the air sea, and two flames, one cold and one hot, appeared in the palms of the left and right hands. The left was cold and the right was hot, and they were slowly pushed towards the stone walls on both sides.
As soon as the flames left his palm, it was as if he encountered huge resistance and was unable to move forward, but the sea of qi in his body began to churn.
Withdrawing the flame, Song Pingcun thought for a moment and separated his left and right hands again. This time, the flames were cold and hot, but the flames were the opposite of what they were before, hot on the left and cold on the right. This time the flames were not hindered at all, and the stone walls on both sides even created suction, as if luring the flames forward.
"Let me go." Song Pingcun turned his head and looked at Fu Ji, who was resting his head on his shoulder with great enjoyment and said.
Fu Ji's face changed color slightly, but she immediately understood what Song Pingcun meant, took a step back and loosened her hand around Song Pingcun's waist.
The flames in Song Pingcun's palms were still there, but they were gently swaying upwards, just like normal flames. There was obviously no pulling force on his palms.
"Hold me" Song Pingcun whispered. He didn't even notice that he changed from pulling me to holding me in the first sentence, but subconsciously wanted to resume his previous actions.
"I don't!" Fu Ji turned around and turned her back to Song Pingcun.
"Ah!" Song Pingcun finally realized that what he had just said was too rude and devoid of any emotion at all. Not to mention that there was nothing between him and Fu Ji, even if his wife spoke like this, she would be rejected.
Retracting his arm in embarrassment, Song Pingcun quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm offended. I really didn't mean it!"
"Then no one knows." Fu Ji turned her back to Song Pingcun. Although her words contained dissatisfaction, a snicker appeared on her face. It was a feeling of a conspiracy being successful.
"I really......"
Before Song Pingcun finished speaking, Fu Ji turned around and hugged Song Pingcun's waist again, with a faint blush on his sallow face!
This was a feeling she had never experienced before, even though she was just holding a man! There is even no emotion at all between the two, and even so far they have been dependent on each other.
However, she just liked this feeling, and the breath that belonged to the opposite sex made her intoxicated.
