After doing all this, Wen Zhaozhao lay on the bed contentedly. She looked into the spirit bag and found a Yue'er pillow brought from Yingzhou. She kissed the Yue'er pillow, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became.
She tossed and turned on the bed for a full hour. She sat up suddenly and rubbed her cheeks. Her hair was a mess, and the Yue'er pillow was stuffed under her body. She couldn't fall asleep. Wen Zhaozhao was puzzled. She must have slept too much during the day. .
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Wen Zhaozhao put on her clothes tiredly and went out. She had not taken a walk around the Li family for so long, so why not take a walk around when no one was around? There were still a few stars hanging outside. There was no one inside and it was as quiet as water. Seeing that they had nothing to do all night, Yin He and Xue Ming went back to the house to catch up on their sleep.
The Li family was very small, and the few guest rooms they lived in were squeezed out. There was a melon and fruit stand at the back specially planted for Zhenniang to raise her fetus. Wen Zhaozhao had not seen it before, so she walked around leisurely.
The path leading to the melon and fruit stand was very narrow and could only allow one person to pass through. Wen Zhaozhao smelled the fragrance of melons and became a little greedy. She leaned over and walked sideways. The bright green melons were hanging on the vines and smelled. Zhaozhao smelled it happily, but he didn't expect that these fruits also existed in the mortal world.
Wen Zhaozhao was hesitant to pick one and try it, but Li Shan gave it to Zhenniang to raise her fetus, but she had a better elixir for raising the fetus, so there would be no problem in picking one. Under the night, she bowed her waist The hunchback looks very sneaky.
"Hiss." Wen Zhaozhao tripped over a stone. She put her hands on her hips and was about to throw the stone far away. After a long time, the sun shone brightly, and she saw clearly that this was actually a small Buddhist temple. Wen Zhaozhao Zhaozhao knelt down and took a closer look. There was a little clay sculpture inside, with two pigtails that looked very naive.
"What is the female fairy doing here?" Li Shan squeezed over from the path, his face was filled with sadness.
Wen Zhaozhao was caught off guard and frightened. She was completely tripped by the small Buddhist hall and fell to the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out to be Brother Li. Who do I think it is? You and I can't sleep and go out to walk around. See you like this The melons and fruits on the fruit stand were fragrant, and I was a little greedy, but I didn’t pick any of them.”
Hearing what she said, Li Shan's face became a little better. He picked two melons and stuffed them into Wen Zhaozhao's arms: "It turns out that the female fairy is hungry. It doesn't matter if she eats two fruits. Zhenniang has prepared some food in front of her." Come on, Immortal Lord, go and eat some."
Wen Zhaozhao was holding two melons, and her mouth was watering. She also heard that Zhenniang had made sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and she couldn't contain her excitement. She rubbed her aching knees, thanked Li Shan, and thought she was kindly reminding: " Brother Li, if you want to ask for a peaceful residence, you can't set up the Buddhist hall on the ground. It should be placed properly so that the Buddha can see your sincerity."
It is not unreasonable for ordinary people to believe in the good luck brought by gods and Buddhas. When Zhaozhao waved his sleeves to sweep away the dust on the Buddhist hall, she sighed in her heart. Brother Li worshiped too casually, how could it be effective?
Wen Zhaozhao munched the melon and went out along the path again. Holding the melon in her mouth, she found that the path was wider and she could come out without turning sideways. It was really strange.
Zhenniang's face froze for a moment when she saw her holding the melon. She opened the lid and found freshly steamed jujube rolls in the soup cup. The slightest aroma penetrated Wen Zhaozhao's nostrils. The other three people hadn't gotten up yet. Zhenniang went first. He gave her a bowl and put it in front of her.
"Why did Xianjun get up so early?" Zhenniang asked.
"I slept a lot yesterday, but I didn't sleep at night. I'm greedy for these fruits today. Brother Li specially gave me two of them. Zhenniang, I will exchange this with you. Don't be angry with Brother Li." Wen said. Zhao Zhao rubbed it on his body for a while. Monsters on Yingzhou Island would often take some red, sweet and sour nourishing elixir when they were pregnant. In order to avoid treating his own mouth badly, Wen Zhao Zhao deliberately took a few pills in his pocket before coming out.
Seeing her innocent appearance, Zhenniang felt much more at ease. She touched Wen Zhaozhao's head and said, "If you want to eat something, you can just tell the immortal king. Why go there so early in the morning? How can I, a despicable person, be worthy of accepting the immortal king?" Where is the elixir? Immortal Lord, please take it back."
Having said that, Zhenniang still hid the red pill in her sleeve. Seeing that Wen Zhaozhao finished eating it quickly, she hurriedly gave her more. Wen Zhaozhao licked his lips and said with satisfaction: "Zhenniang, your food is so delicious. Yes, the food is more delicious than the food at my home. I am so happy to be your child."
Wen Zhaozhao's words came from the bottom of her heart. Her impression of her mother was very weak. When she was a child, she often sat on the steps and wondered what it would be like to have a mother. Was it like others who made new clothes and delicious food? In Li During the past few days of living at home, she had been pestering Zhenniang during the day, and she smelled the scent of love from her, which made her nostalgic for her.
"If my son was as promising and good as Xianjun, I would be satisfied." Zhen Niang said with a smile.
Why is it a son? Isn’t a daughter bad? Wen Zhaozhao had doubts. The orcs were born with the ability to distinguish who was sincere and who was fake. Zhenniang's kindness to her was unadulterated, and she always looked at her in a daze. It's not that she didn't like her daughter.
Wen Zhaozhao shook his head, finished his meal quickly, and ran to knock on Jing Yuan's door.
She was surprised when she saw Jing Yuan. Jing Yuan's eyes were dark and green, and he looked like he had not rested well.
Jing Yuan's expression remained as usual and he greeted her courteously.
Wen Zhaozhao was not pretentious and gave him a melon: "Prince, try it. There are melons like those in Yingzhou. It's a pity that they don't have spiritual power."
"I heard that when the island owner was in charge of Yingzhou, in order to enrich the island's melons and fruits, he often sent people to the mortal world to buy them. It is probably because of the soil of Yingzhou that the melons and fruits have spiritual power." Jing Yuan slowly put the melon aside and said He straightened his sapphire blue collar and waited for Wen Zhaozhao to speak.
Wen Zhaozhao didn't expect that his father was such a good island owner. He patted his chest proudly and said without saying anything: "My father is really a good island owner. I'm worthy of convincing everyone in Yingzhou. I'm such a good person." As a daughter, you can’t show weakness. Today I’m here to ask the prince to teach me some self-defense skills. I can also help you if we have to fight in the future.”
The gift of melons was fake, but the apprenticeship was real. Wen Zhaozhao gave herself a thumbs up in her heart. They all said that eating people is short-tongued and soft-handed. She didn't believe that Jing Yuan could refuse her like this.
Jing Yuan stroked his chin and threw the melon back into Wen Zhaozhao's palm: "I won't teach you."
Wen Zhaozhao jumped up: "Why, am I not smarter than Xue Ming, and am I not easier to teach than Xue Ming?" She rubbed the back of Jing Yuan's hand, and the place where she applied the medicine yesterday felt like an electric shock, and she felt numb for a while. He said in a low voice: "Little master, I learn things very quickly. You don't want me to be a sluggish person all the time."
Jing Yuan hid his left hand in his sleeve, put his hand behind his back with a guilty conscience, and stretched out two fingers of his right hand to touch Wen Zhaozhao's forehead: "There is no need to call me master. You are weak, I can teach you some luck cultivation methods. When you coordinate well with your own magic weapon in the future, the tricks will naturally appear in your mind."
Wen Zhaozhao responded hurriedly and took out the prepared harp.
She thought that Xue Ming's spear, Yin He's bone spur, and Jing Yuan's sword all had names. She should also give her magical weapon a resounding name, so she thought about it and said cheerfully: "This is my invincible whirlwind." There is no other piano in the world."
Jing Yuan was shocked by her long list of names. He grinned and said, "This piano is called Xiwei, and it is made from the bones and blood of the Flower God in ancient times."
According to legend, after the death of the Flower Goddess, her heart and soul were transformed into the Chunyu Bao, which would bring prosperity to the human world for hundreds of years. Her bones and blood were transformed into a harp and passed on to future generations. Jing Yuan had seen this harp in a book. This harp had been wandering for many years, and many people I couldn't find it, it turned out to be in the hands of Wen Yuandao.
Wen Zhaozhao didn't realize it, so she fiddled with it twice at will. The sound was like wind, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and she held her head up, as if someone was caressing her face.
The power of the Flower God is gentle, and it really complements the healing techniques passed down by the Silver and White Tiger clan.
The guest room was too small, so Jing Yuan took Wen Zhaozhao to the front yard. Wen Zhaozhao clasped his hands together, squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped it into the strings. The strings suddenly lit up, and the light blue wind blew Wen Zhaozhao's hand. Wrapped into the barrier, Wen Zhaozhao saw the harp flying towards her in the barrier. Gentle power entered her limbs, and the petals on the harp changed from four to five.
Wen Zhaozhao touched it curiously, and the body of the piano actually became soft. The light blue light penetrated into her heart along her fingertips, filling the gap of the drop of essence and blood. She hugged her arms tightly and felt cold. tremble.
Xue Ming came to the front yard to eat. He looked up and saw a light blue spiritual vortex. His first reaction was that Yasha had come to cause trouble again. He summoned the Xue family gun and was about to take action. The clinker Xue family gun came out of his hand and was involved in it.
"Eh!"
Jing Yuan only noticed Xue Ming when he heard Xue Ming shouting angrily.
Xiwei Qin resonated with Xue Jia Qiang. Wen Zhaozhao felt extremely hot. She pulled her collar impatiently and suddenly heard Xue Jia Qiang speak. It said: "Xi Wei, long time no see. I didn't expect to see you again." He actually chose her as the host."
What he said was to look down on Wen Zhaozhao. Wen Zhaozhao greeted him with a slap in the face, and the Xue family gun fell down.
Xiweiqin did not answer his words, but kissed her forehead the moment Wen Zhaozhao took action: "Zhaozhao, I feel the same kind power in you as the Flower God, and I hope you won't let me make the wrong choice. "
Wen Zhaozhao held the Xiwei Qin and was sent to the ground by this light blue spiritual power. The five petals on the piano body were lifelike. Wen Zhaozhao moved his hands and feet and was very excited.
"You just signed a contract with Xiwei Qin. Xiwei recognizes you as his master and is for your use. After your death, Xiwei will seal himself again until the next master appears. But if you violate your oath to Xiwei, Xiwei will personally Finish you." Jing Yuan explained the ceremony just now.
Ancient artifacts have their own spirit and resonance. The moment the Xiwei Qin appeared, Jing Yuan's Po Xie kept trembling. He couldn't help but want to go forward and reminisce with his old friends. Only when Wen Zhaozhao came out could Po Xie be content with it. .
