"I haven't seen it before...let me go."
Hu Tao's other hand habitually touched Qiqi's body, seemingly taking advantage of the little zombie, but in fact he was exploring whether the cold air in Qiqi's body had increased.
After discovering Qiqi in Jueyunjian, Hu Tao has been wary of the cold air emanating from Qiqi.
The cold air that contains the meaning of death is nothing to a person like me who has the eye of the fire elemental god, but if it is contaminated by ordinary people, it may cause irreversible damage to the body.
Fortunately, it seems that someone helped Qiqi suppress the decaying chill in her body, and this little zombie did not hurt ordinary people.
"Hey! Don't be so cold. Come on, Xiao Qiqi, smile!"
Hu Tao put away the scroll in her hand, slowed down her tone, and pulled up the corners of Qi Qi's mouth with her hand to make Qi Qi, who was paralyzed, put on a forced smile.
However, the frightened Qi Qi pressed hard on Hu Tao's barren chest with her little hands, trying to push her away. Hu Tao shamelessly put her head between Qi Qi's neck, wanting to smell the smell of the little zombie. right.
This scene is really weird. If you don't know the two people, you might think it is a case of "child abduction", but when Qiqi struggled, this "human trafficker" had a face full of grievances, as if he had been raped by a little zombie. Callousness hurts.
Hutao was very resistant to Qiqi at first.
Zombies will live forever if they are not cremated. The reason why that feminine guy Baizhu took Qiqi in was just to study the art of immortality.
Yin and Yang are orderly, but fate is unpredictable. From Hu Tao's point of view, it is quite pitiful for Qiqi to be trapped between life and death at such a young age.
So her first thought was to bury the little zombie and let her rest in peace.
It's a pity that Qiqi can't understand Hu Tao's "good intentions". Qiqi, who was picked up by the master of the Hall of Rebirth, stretched out his hand to block it: "It's so hot, let go, I don't like it..."
"Don't be like this. It's rare for this hall master to find you. How about you accompany me to find someone?"
Hu Tao carried Qi Qi outside the Hall of Purity, looked up at Qi Qi who was holding her shoulders, and quickly ran towards the port.
"No, Qiqi still needs to choose medicinal materials..."
Qiqi righteously refused, but without using the Eye of God, her strength was no match for Hu Tao, and she could only struggle to be carried away by Hu Tao.
Mr. Bai Shu said that you cannot use the Eye of God at will.
"Well."
Qiqi's little fleshy hand pressed against Hutao's face, forcing the latter to blink his fiery red eyes, with a hint of temptation in his tone: "Then let's make a deal! Qiqi will accompany me to find someone, and I will pay Corresponding reward!”
"Anything is fine~"
Holding the paralyzed little girl in her arms, Hu Tao's hand dishonestly touched Qiqi's short legs.
Zombies are not sensitive to touch anyway. After being warned by Zhongli when he kidnapped Qiqi last time, Hutao somewhat understood the pity of this little zombie.
However, she did not give up the idea of letting Qiqi pass away.
Hearing Hu Tao's promise of reward, Qiqi held her chin up and seemed to be seriously thinking about what kind of reward would be appropriate.
Hu Tao waited for the answer after a few minutes, but of course, it was not what she wanted.
"Coconut milk."
Qi Qi repeated it firmly, her rose-red eyes suddenly lit up, and she curled up in Hu Tao's arms, a soft little ball, quite cute.
"Qiqi, I want to drink coconut milk!"
The cute little voice sounded in Hu Tao's ears, and the paper charm above his head was blown by the wind and tilted, hitting Hu Tao's neck diagonally.
Going down the stairs of Bubu House, holding Xiao Qiqi in his arms, passing by the bustling Feiyun Slope, the two stepped into Chihu Rock.
"Coconut milk?"
"This is for you!"
Hutao opened his palm, and in his palm was a small bird carved from stone amber.
Qiqi touched it curiously. The carving skills of Shibo Tuanque were not very good, and the head was a little rough. The afternoon sun coated it with a layer of golden brilliance, and made Hutao's gauze-wrapped fingers more obvious. .
"How about it? I carved it myself. Isn't it very beautiful?"
Qi Qi didn't say anything, she just blankly took the little tuanque from Hu Tao's hand and pressed closer to Hu Tao.
Although there are not many things that Xiao Qiqi can understand, her little brain can also figure out that the injury on Hutao's finger was probably caused by making this stone bird.
For Xiao Tuanque's sake, Qiqi stupidly accepted the fact that Hu Tao was hugging her.
"Hehe! He is indeed a child, but he is easy to deceive!"
Hu Tao put down Qi Qi with a smile and took her hand towards the direction of Wanmin Hall.
She spent a lot of effort to find out from Baizhu that Qiqi likes to observe the sparrows by the bridge, and then quietly ordered some high-grade stone amber in Mr. Zhongli's room to carve out such a small golden sparrow.
As the seventy-seventh generation head of the Purity Hall, Hu Tao has learned to make paper figurines, weave wreaths, and carve clay statues for burials since she was a child. With her skills, carving a small piece of stone amber is not easy.
The white gauze on the fingers was also wrapped on purpose to attract the attention of the little zombie.
Although she gradually understood Qi Qi's obsession with staying in the world, Hu Tao would still send Qi Qi to the afterlife if given the chance.
Anyway, we are going to find the unknown General Munata. If we find this unknown general, we will take him to the border between life and death, and take Qiqi there too...
When they reached the depths of the earth's veins, this stupid little zombie was still at his mercy!
Hu Tao's plum blossom eyes sparkled with excitement.
There should be the coconut milk Qiqi wanted in Wanmin Hall, so he happened to go and ask Xiang Ling if he had seen the boy in the scroll.
The cries of hawkers on the bustling road, the rich aroma of snacks mixed with the sea breeze penetrated the nose, and the Xiangling in Wanmin Hall brought out the freshly steamed osmanthus cake, filling the room with a sweet aroma.
"Xiang~Ling~"
Hutao calculated the right time, took Qiqi and sneaked to the back kitchen of Wanmintang, then gently leaned on Xiangling's back shoulder, pretending to be a ghost and breathed in the little cook's ear.
"ah!"
The frightened Xiangling held the bamboo steamer and dodged to the side. Fortunately, Qiqi raised her hand to hold her waist, otherwise all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the basket would have been knocked over.
"Wutao! It's you again!"
Putting down the steaming sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Xiangling turned her head, clenched her fists, and stared at the smiling Hutao with gritted teeth.
Almost every day, Hutao would take advantage of the crowds of diners in Wanmin Hall and Xiangling to be very busy and sneak into the back kitchen to scare her on purpose. Not to mention climbing to Xiangling's window at night to disturb people's dreams, saying that she was going to the dock. Catch the ghost, and take a look at Xiangling to see if she sleeps soundly.
In the dark night, when Xiangling woke up from her dream, she could only see Hutao's plum-red eyes.
That night almost scared Xiang Ling out of her psychological shadow.
The list goes on and on. Xiangling initially thought it was because Hutao hated her, otherwise he would always offend her.
But later on, Hall Master Hu seemed to have a good handle on things. He always took out some gadgets and persuaded Xiang Ling with kind words just before Xiang Ling decided to break up with her.
"Don't be angry, I promise I won't offend you next time."
Although she didn’t know when Hu Tao’s next visit would be, Xiang Ling just couldn’t bear to see Hu Tao’s aggrieved look, so the little cook also felt that she was rich enough to accept Hu Tao’s small gift and treat it as everything. Did not happen.
But recently, this guy has gone too far!
Seeing that Xiangling was about to explode, Hutao jumped to the steamer and opened the bamboo cover unscrupulously.
The white air in the cage overflowed, and Hu Tao's eyes narrowed subconsciously. He reached out to pick up a piece of golden osmanthus cake, divided the hot cake into two halves, puffed his lips, blew it, and handed it to Xiangling's mouth.
"This is for sale..."
Xiangling shrank her neck and refused.
"Try it first to see if it's sweet enough."
Hutao couldn't help but put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand into the little cook's mouth, and at the same time put the remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his own mouth.
As for the eager Qi Qi beside him.
Well, zombies can't eat too much.
"sweet……"
Originally it was just an ordinary sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but after blowing in the walnuts, it still smells like plum blossoms when you chew it.
As a chef who is sensitive to taste, Xiangling is a little curious about the taste of Hutao's mouth.
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