"Madam, First Elder, I have a suggestion," Yang Zhen stepped forward. If she didn't step forward at this time, she would be at the mercy of others.
"Miss Yue'er and I have both learned the Wuyuan Step. How about we play a competition game?"
"Okay! Whoever gets caught loses!" Zhao Yue'er clapped her hands and shouted. She has a childlike personality and likes all kinds of fun.
"Okay! But it's just the two of you. It's too little. Caiyan and Caiyun, you can go up too. There will be a lot of fun with a few more people."
Madam immediately accepted Yang Zhen's proposal and asked Caiyan, who had worked hard all night, to go up and do some activities.
So, all four of them had a flower inserted into their waists, and whoever had his flower plucked out would leave the stage. Yang Zhen and the two eldest maids gathered together to capture Zhao Yue'er, but they were not as nimble as the little maids. Instead, they pulled out their flowers one by one, and finally won easily.
After Zhao Zhe made the suggestion, he didn't say anything anymore. He seemed to just talk casually. In fact, it didn't matter how he played it.
…
At Haishi, the dinner was coming to an end, and everyone threw out the flowers they had on hand.
The results will come out soon. Zhao Yue'er naturally had the most, followed by Zhao Gui. He was the first to appear and still grabbed the top prize. Yang Zhen actually got third place. Those who came to the hall every night to listen to stories almost all gave him flowers, so he had a lot of them.
The prize is a ten-year-old spiritual ginseng in a wooden box. It is the spiritual material he needs for the second stage of medicinal bath and is worth about five spiritual stones. Obviously this was specially prepared for him by his mama. For Yang Zhen, it was really an unexpected surprise.
Back in the room, after cleaning, Yang Zhen lay half on the bed. I drank a lot of fruit wine tonight, and I was so drunk that it was time to fall asleep.
At this time, I heard a "bang bang" knock on the door.
"who?"
"It's me, Caiyun, are you sleeping? Miss, I have something to ask you."
Yang Zhen opened the door and went out. Caiyun was standing outside looking pretty. After some questioning, I found out that the little girl was playing crazy tonight and refused to sleep, so she asked Yang Zhen to go over and tell her a story.
…
Zhao Yue'er was really excited. When Yang Zhen and Caiyun came to the room, she was wearing a white underwear and jumping back and forth on Caiyun's bed. Her little face was red and she was chanting "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror" repeatedly. tell me……"
Seeing the two people coming in, she cheered and threw herself into Caiyun's arms, looking at Yang Zhen with a pair of dark eyes.
Yang Zhen knew that she was telling a story, and he had already thought about the plot of Little Red Riding Hood on the way here. So the three of them crowded on Caiyun's bed and listened to his talk.
Caiyun held Zhao Yuer in her arms and leaned against him. Yang Zhen could clearly see the fine down on the girl's face and her slender, swan-like neck, which was slightly unnatural. The girl was completely unaware. In her eyes, these two people are still children!
After the story was told, Zhao Yue'er cheered loudly, leaned over with her small body, and hugged Yang Zhen.
"Brother Shitou is so kind. The stories you tell are so nice. Yue'er likes them the most!"
After saying that, she picked up a jade box from the bedside. Yang Zhen recognized it as the reward she got tonight.
"Take it, sister will reward you!"
Yang Zhen was shocked and waved her hands quickly. He definitely couldn't accept this thing. The little girl suddenly pouted, looking unhappy.
He looked at Caiyun as if asking for help, but saw that she just covered her mouth and snickered without stopping her.
Yang Zhen had no choice but to take it first and put the things aside. The little girl is going crazy now, so just follow her for now.
"But you still have to tell a story!" Zhao Yue'er requested.
Yang Zhen searched her guts and told another story about the frog prince.
"Hee hee, it's so fun to turn a frog monster into a prince! Brother Shitou, you are so good. You are much better than Sister Ying and the others. They..."
As Zhao Yue'er spoke, she seemed to have thought of something unpleasant, her mouth tightened, and there was a hint of crying in her voice:
"Little Shitou, you want to be Yue'er's best friend, okay?"
She hugged Yang Zhen tightly, her soft body seemed to be weightless, and she didn't have the ferocity of a little leopard when she fought with Yang Zhen.
Sister Ying? Yang Zhen glanced at Caiyun curiously. It was the first time he heard this name.
"She is the young lady's cousin, half a year older than the young lady. Last time at the old house, she found some cousins and beat the young lady. In a rage, the madam brought the young lady to the county town." Caiyun said. Yang Zhen explained softly in her ear.
Yang Zhen looked at Zhao Yue'er who was already in a daze, and saw a teardrop hanging on her long eyelashes, and she couldn't help feeling pity in her heart.
"Tell me one more thing." The little girl whispered.
Yang Zhen gently handed Zhao Yue'er to Caiyun, thought about it, and then talked about Cinderella. Tonight is a special performance of Grimm's Fairy Tales.
"...The prince held up the glass slipper and said, I want to find a girl who can wear this shoe to be my wife..."
Yang Zhen paused for a moment when she spoke here. In the flickering candlelight, Caiyun's eyes were staring at him brightly. Zhao Yue'er in his arms had fallen asleep, and Xiao Qiong's nose made a slight snoring sound.
"It's very late. I'll talk about it next time." Yang Zhen said, getting ready to leave.
Caiyun nodded reluctantly:
"It's too cold at night, so you can rest here with me. I'll take Miss to sleep on her bed." Seeing that Yang Zhen was still hesitant, she pursed her lips and smiled: "I often sleep with Miss, so you can stay here."
After saying that, he carefully carried Zhao Yue'er out of bed and walked towards the back room.
Yang Zhenqiang had managed to hold on until now, but she was already too sleepy. As soon as Caiyun left, he fell down and lay down.
The girl's bed has a faint fragrance, which makes people very comfortable. He let out a small breath, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
…
Still in the familiar black mist space, Yang Zhen found Xiaocao at a glance.
After a month of nourishment, the grass is now over a foot tall. A slender stem stands tall and graceful, with a layer of fine hair on it, which is very smooth to the touch. In the middle of the two three-inch oblong leaves is a green spherical bead, which is about the same size as a spirit drop and looks like a flower bud.
The whole grass exudes a light fragrance, which smells very good.
A thumb-sized white bead is attached to the bottom of the stem. This is the spiritual stone that Yang Zhen left to Xiaocao. During this period, he received a total of fifteen spiritual stones from Caiyan. When buying the spiritual materials he needed to forge his own body, he saved a total of three spiritual stones by bargaining, substituting them with silver coins, and using a slightly inflated budget.
There are two left in the space now. It took Xiaocao twenty-three or four days to absorb the first spirit stone a few days ago. Yang Zhen estimated that the two spiritual stones together would be enough for her to consume for a month. As Xiaocao grows up, she absorbs spiritual stones faster and faster. So in the days to come, Yang Zhen will have to find ways to obtain more spiritual stones.
Yang Zhen stepped forward to observe and found that the size and color of the spirit stone were almost the same as yesterday. Looking around the grass, the pile of green flame grass leaves that were brought in yesterday had completely turned into dead leaves, as if they had been dried in the sun. Same. This shows that the grass is absorbing the spiritual energy of these leaves throughout the day.
This little thing doesn't absorb living spiritual plants, but she still needs these plucked leaves. Yang Zhen was very happy. She could go to the medicine garden to get more leaves like this in the future.
Yang Zhen then practiced gymnastics. There was a banquet tonight, so he didn't have time to eat monster meat. However, this body-building technique did not require eating it every day. It focused on the accumulation of food intake. As long as the interval was not too long, it could be interrupted for several days. relation.
Ordinarily, he could stop doing gymnastics, but he found that practicing this kind of gymnastics in this space had a different effect. The feeling of the muscles and bones of the whole body is more nuanced, and you don't feel tired after practicing, nor does it affect the effect of the next day's exercise.
"Could it be that I am not an entity in this space?" He became suspicious again.
He once conducted a bloodletting experiment and clearly saw his own blood dripping on the grass. After that time, he believed that he was physically present in this space.
As for why the thin string tied to his leg was still intact after getting up, he didn't know what was going on.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are too many things that are difficult to understand. Let’s figure it out slowly in the future.
After practicing, he squatted down and, as usual, pulled Xiaocao to talk:
"I won a prize today. It's a piece of spiritual ginseng. I'll leave it here for you. If you think it's useful, just absorb it. If you don't need it, just look after it for me. I'll need it for my physical training in the future..."
"That deputy general manager Zhao seems to have a prejudice against me. Although I have no evidence, my intuition tells me..."
"Little girl Yue'er is quite pitiful. Even though she looks like a little princess, she doesn't even have any friends of the same age. We often fight, and she treats me as a good friend. Hey, I will be more gentle in the future... "
"..."
Yang Zhen talked for a while and realized something was wrong. Normally, the grass would tilt slightly toward him, indicating that it was listening. But why is the grass so wilted today?
He was startled and quickly reached out to touch the grass. Sure enough, it was a little hot.
Can plants also catch colds and fever?
What's going on? He called Xiaocao gently and got a quick response, which was a little warm.
He patted his head in annoyance. Because he was staying at Caiyun's side tonight, he didn't bring any water with him. Is this thirsty?
But this little thing doesn't need to drink water every day. He remembers bringing water in several times, but Xiaocao didn't drink it and just left it in the pit.
Could it be... He looked at the withered green flame grass and suddenly had an idea.
Like the red sand tree, the green flame grass is also a fire spiritual plant. Xiaocao, is this because she has absorbed too much fire-attribute spiritual energy?
What to do? Suddenly, he remembered Tie Zhu's words.
"Fire spirit plant, children's urine can help it clear away heat and reduce fire..."
Thinking of a solution, he immediately took off his pants without hesitation.
"I'm still a little boy, so I will definitely be able to help you." He said with a smile. The slight drunkenness made him act casually, closing his eyes and opening the water.
Suddenly, the whole space shone, and he raised his head in surprise.
A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared above him, and struck him with a "pop" sound. He suddenly felt numb all over and shivered.
A girl shouted angrily in my mind:
"You bad guy!"
Yang Zhen yelled, the world began to spin, and she was pushed out of the space by a strong force...
