"We're here." The uncle was very anxious as he walked all the way. This little girl was probably the reincarnation of Hot Wheels. If she didn't exercise regularly, her foot strength could tire someone out.
"Wife, wife."
"What are you calling? It's like calling a spirit." A woman wearing a green headband and a fresh floral skirt came out of the house. Tao Cici's eyes instantly went straight, Wuhu, beautiful aunt!
Without anyone greeting her, Tao CiCi floated up on her own: "Hello, aunt, I'm Tao CiCi. Auntie, you are so beautiful. CiCi likes you a bit."
Tao Chuchu: "..." This line is so damn familiar, these eyes are damn familiar. Isn't this the scene when CiCi and her first met? Her sweet girl turned out to be a philanderer!
Qin Yuan was immediately amused. Where did the old man find such a quirky little girl? "Cici?"
"It's me, beautiful aunt, I'm coming to your house to pack tea and snacks."
"Pfft." Qin Yuan was really amused, "You call me aunt, what do you mean by calling me husband?"
"Uncle."
"Pfft--" The man at the door looked a little sad when he saw his wife laughing so hard at the little girl he brought back, and calling him an inferior woman.
Tao Chuchu, Meng Xianghan, and Song Jingqing, who were also standing at the door, looked like they couldn't bear to look at them. This word, do you still remember what you came here to do? Why are you thinking about that cake?
Tao Cici finally struggled out of her beautiful aunt's beauty, turned around and dragged her sister over to introduce: "Beautiful aunt, this is my sister Tao Chuchu. Please pack two portions for me, otherwise it won't be enough."
Tao Chuchu smiled awkwardly and looked down at her sweet sister. When she was about to say something, her sweet sister scratched her palm several times and she was stunned.
Is this writing? What is this message conveying? Five strokes?
Tao Cici was indeed writing. After writing, she looked up at her sister expectantly. She and her sister had such a tacit understanding, so her sister must understand what she meant.
Tao Chuchu nodded, turned around and walked out, "Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill your instructions."
Seeing her sister walking out, Tao Cici followed her beautiful aunt in with relief.
Meng and Song, who were neither walking with Tao Chuchu at the door nor going in with Tao Cici, were so anxious that sweat was dripping from their foreheads. What kind of riddle were these two people doing? Help, where should they go? Ah, finally I was warmly invited in by the uncle.
As soon as Tao Cici walked into the room, she immediately saw the extremely conspicuous altar in the middle of the room.
Qin Yuan took the initiative to come over and introduce: "This is the altar that my old man has set up since the previous generation. It is used to worship ancestors."
Really? Then why does the beautiful aunt also have golden merits?
"Beautiful aunt, can you also dance with dragons?"
Tao Cici saw the dragon-headed and snake-shaped prop in the corner of the room, and walked over to pick it up.
"Hey, don't move!"
Qin Yuan nervously rushed forward to stop Tao CiCi's movements, carefully placed the props out of Tao CiCi's reach, turned around and smiled: "CiCi, don't mind, this is the old man. I made it with my own hands, this is the only one left, it will make me sad if it gets broken.”
Tao Cici frowned. The black energy on it had no golden merit. How could it be like this? I couldn't figure out why my sister hadn't come back yet. Then she wanted to have a snack to appetize her. She pretended to turn around and admire the furnishings in the room, and quietly sucked in all the black air from the dragon-headed snake-shaped prop and ate it.
Oops, what a pity, it was just that much, and it was all gone in one go, and there was nothing else in the house. I’ll try to trick the uncle later and see where the black gas got from.
After Tao CiCi had almost finished shopping around the house, Qin Yuan packed two large bags of cakes. After Meng Xianghan and Song Jingqing drank a cup of tea with the uncle, Tao ChuChu finally came back, holding two large cups of Zhang Mama's cards. Super milk tea.
"Wow! It's milk tea!" Tao Cici happily stepped forward to take it and inserted the straw into it very smoothly. He drank almost half of it before he suddenly came to his senses. Oh, that's not right! Why did her sister come back with the milk tea she wanted? The book she wanted was there! A book developed by the Administration! Hers is used up to hold the little undead!
She wanted to use a book to secretly pretend to take away the dark energy from the uncle and the beautiful aunt. Otherwise, if she does it herself, the black energy and golden merit will be eaten by her.
Before Tao Chuchu was dragged out by her sweet sister, she was filled with a sense of pride that only she, the elder sister, could guess and perfectly satisfy her sister's request, until Tao Cici asked: "Sister, where is the book I want?" That moment disappear completely.
Book, what book? Isn't it milk tea? Book? Milk?
vOCal, all five strokes.
Tao Cici looked at her sister speechlessly. It was rare for her to do a task so seriously. Her sister could only think of milk tea, although it was indeed delicious. After thinking about it, Tao Cici lowered her head and started talking again. Don't tell me, Zhang Ma's pearls are chewy and big. Half a cup of pearl milk tea is full of pearls, Wuhu.
Tao Chuchu's face was calm and her heart was broken. She took out a book from the pocket of her coat and handed it to her dear sister. She took the two bags of cakes packed by Qin Yuan and turned around and walked out the door. She was about to lose her temper and couldn't be disturbed. CiCi, she went out to cry for two minutes by herself.
Tao CiCi held tons of milk tea in one hand, and neatly absorbed the black energy with the other. The moment the black energy was taken away, the uncle said in surprise: "Hey, why do I feel so much lighter?"
"Maybe it was brought by my little lucky star." Tao Cici wandered in front of Qin Yuan with a stinking look on his face.
"Uncle, tell me where your evil dragon prop has been recently."
"When asked about this, there's nothing I can't say. I just took him to the end of the village a while ago. Isn't this the plan to teach the disciples how to learn the evil dragon dance? I just took him there to demonstrate."
"Murao, please take us for a walk. And along the way, tell me the story of the evil dragon."
"Okay, okay, wife, I'll take the girls and the others to play. We'll make dinner later." The uncle put on his coat at the door, took Tao CiCi and the others and set off.
"Beautiful aunt, see you later." Tao Cici and Qin Yuan in the room waved vigorously. When the sunlight shone down, Qin Yuan smiled faintly, her face half-lit, and her beauty seemed to become a little mysterious.
"Uncle, do you often feel uncomfortable?" Tao Chuchu heard his emotion just now and felt that it was an entry point.
"It's okay, modern people all have a little bit of sub-health in their bodies."
"You know all about sub-health." Tao Chuchu glanced at her sweet sister and wondered where she got her accent.
"Anyway, if it doesn't affect our lives, we won't take it seriously. Isn't that what you said online? Crunchy shark, crispy skin and hard to shark hahahaha."
"This is the end of the village, uncle, it's quite close to your home." Song Jingqing felt that it was not as far away as when they first entered the village.
"The village is not big to begin with." The uncle happily picked a clean tree head and sat down on the ground.
Tao Cici sat down and looked at the place in front of her as if in a daze.
It turns out there is more than just a little undead.
