The live broadcast girl was loved by heaven after traveling through time.

The old man stood in front of the mirror and changed the three sets of clothes he already had for two hours.

Daliushu: "If you change it again, your clothes will be torn."

Land: "No one is satisfied. Why don't you buy me one?"

"It's not necessary. Even if you are wrapped in a rag now, others will think you are handsome."

"Could it be that life has gotten better recently, awakening my peerless appearance?"

The big willow tree shook the willow branches swaying in the wind and shook off the leaves that had been broken into lumps. "There is a spiritual spring on the top of your mountain. Maybe they love the house and the bird."

"That's right! Lingquan!" The old man once again opened his broken wooden box that had been gnawed by rats many times.

He dug out a writing brush from inside and looked at the big willow tree in front of him: "Pick up your feet!"

Da Liushu didn't know what he wanted to do, but the relationship formed over thousands of years made him obey the old man's words.

He sheepishly took off his socks and lifted his feet.

Good job!

Tu Tu: “Didn’t Goddess Xiaoxiao provide a footbath for your dormitory?”

"That's right. It didn't snow yesterday. It was quite fun. I just stepped on the snow for a few hours."

"Okay, you still have a childlike innocence. Just in time, I originally wanted you to step on the soil in the fields, but now there's no need." Tutu picked up the broken brush, licked it with his tongue and smoothed it down. He loosened his hair, then dipped some "paint" into the gaps between the toes of the big willow tree, and finally drew a spiritual spring-style pattern on the back of his clothes.

"Yeah!" I was quite satisfied.

After completing this series of actions and getting dressed, he licked the brush clean in his mouth and put it back into the broken wooden box.

Daliushu: "I'd better go wash my feet." God knows what your brush has been stained with.

After Xiao Chacha changed his clothes, he suddenly remembered the glasses frame that Goddess Xiaoxiao gave him. Although I don’t know what it is, as long as other gods don’t have it, it must be a good thing.

Abstract ink-style clothes, pure black-rimmed square glasses, wow! Old man, I’m so avant-garde!

Let’s just say, we are both tens of thousands of years old fairies, who is more stylish than me?

Before leaving, I picked up 5 packs of snail noodles and ordered some decorative flowers and plants from Rushes. This pack looked quite like that!

"As expected! Being handsome depends on your clothes, and good gifts depend on packaging!"

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"Brother Cao, I'm here for the banquet." Tu Tu bowed and saluted.

"Ah, Little Chacha Land Lord, you have many people and many things to do now. You made us wait so hard." After that, seven or eight immortals came out.

"Brother Cao, didn't you treat me to a banquet alone?" Seeing that he didn't want to go in, two pretty fairies hurriedly stepped forward, took his arms, and carried him in.

Well, my legs are not as long as others.

One on each side, with red sleeves on the side, Xiao Chacha didn't have time to leave even if she wanted to.

My feet can't reach the ground, I can't dig into the soil, I can't run away.

Uncle Cao Guo: "Ah, come on, come on, let me introduce to you. My younger brother, Cao Jingzhi, was promoted not long ago. Now he is just a low-ranking official."

Tu Tu was speechless: "Didn't we agree that you and I will just catch up on old times? I also brought food specially. With so many people now, it's not enough." Tu Tu wanted to find a reason to leave, because among the people present, except Cao Uncle Guo's younger brother and the two women next to him were a bit unfamiliar. The other people at the table were all immortals who had participated in the trouble in Lingquan.

Obviously, today's Hongmen Banquet was prepared for him. Fortunately, he still vowed to vouch for his old friend in front of the goddess. Ignoring the goddess's advice, he didn't even bring the recording stone. Even the voice recorder prepared by the goddess was lost due to frequent changes of clothes.

Uncle Cao Guo: "Hey, there is no need for you to prepare food, so I can miss you a bite to eat? Everyone at the table today is my brother's friend, and naturally I am your friend. Don't let it go. Come on, come on, let’s raise a glass and drink!”

After saying that, the two goblins beside him raised their wine glasses: "Drink my glass."

"Drink my cup too!"

Xiao Chacha refused repeatedly, how dare he drink it. The two little goblins were pressed tightly against his body. If they were drunk, they would probably be drunk to death here.

"Brother Cao, Brother Cao, my brothers must have never tasted the special delicacies on my mountain. Come on, come on. I brought five bags today. Although it's not enough, I want everyone to have a try."

When Cao Jingzhi saw that he refused to drink, he was a little unhappy: "Except for the spiritual spring on your mountain, nothing can enter my eyes!"

Uncle Cao Guo instantly gave him a look: "What are you talking about? Maybe this delicacy is made from the spiritual spring water!" He said this just to make the situation less embarrassing. It not only rescued Xiao Chacha, but also gave my brother a pole to get down.

As a result, except for him and the arrogant Cao Jingzhi, everyone else's eyes were instantly fixed on those packets of snail noodles!

Someone immediately echoed: "Wow, we have borrowed Brother Cao's favor today. Lingquan delicacies cannot be eaten at any time!"

"Well, it makes sense, it makes sense. Let me have a taste soon."

Even the two little goblins, well, little fairies beside him let go of their tightly embracing arms and reached out to unpack the snail noodles.

When I saw the pattern printed on the plastic packaging inside, I was even more amazed: "Wow, it is indeed produced by Sanheshan. This packaging is so novel! It must not be ordinary!"

"Wow, look here, it's amazing, it looks delicious!"

Xiaochacha was not stingy and immediately showed them how to fold the box inside the packaging bag.

I saw him flipping it over a few times with both hands, and the flat box turned into a three-dimensional square. Xiao Chacha put the dough cakes and ingredients into the corresponding five boxes, then took out hot water from the storage ring and filled several boxes.

In an instant, the originally choking aroma of the two fairies escaped into the desiccant smell in the room, and was instantly swallowed up by the aroma of snail powder.

Several people frowned. Isn't this old man prepared for coming today? What weapon did you bring?

Just as he was about to rebel and kidnap him, he saw the old man picking up his own bowl, chopsticks and spoon, pointing it at one of the boxes and starting to scoop!

Oops, the smell in the box that he had touched with his spoon was even richer, and the flavor that escaped was even brighter! The whistling sound went into the nostrils of the people at the small dining table.

After fiddling with it for a while, the old man finally brought a large bowl back to him with satisfaction. The fairies on both sides moved their chairs to the side, and the chairs were no longer hanging on his body as if they were boneless.

Xiao Chacha took a long breath to let the heat of the snail noodles disperse, and then sucked in all the noodles in the bowl in one breath. His puff was really long, sucking, sucking, sucking, sucking, sucking, sucking. The long thing mixed with brown-red soup was winding and twisting a little, about the same thickness as his mouth. form, sucked in one by one.

Everyone at the table, without exception, was vomiting.

Vomiting this stuff is amazing. A table of friends drank seven or eight kilograms of him. If they were of equal strength, it would be okay if they all held back their vomiting.

But if one person couldn't hold back and vomited out, the sound would be like a catalyst. The drunkards on this table wouldn't even think about running away. They all vomited and didn't run away!

The air is filled with the "fragrance" of snail noodles and a bit of stomach acid.

Xiao Chacha: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a waste of this good thing. You guys really don't know how to appreciate it."

Uncle Cao Guo, who has been vomiting to the point of vomiting, I appreciate your grandma’s claws!

Xiao Chacha has completely turned over now, and is no longer the impoverished and shabby household she once was.

It is said that rich people have strange interests and hobbies. When I saw them today, it was true!

Recalling the scene on the table just now, my stomach twitched uncontrollably again!

He quickly opened the window to disperse the stench in the room. Several people also moved away from the table and climbed to the window to get some air. However, they saw Xiao Chacha flying away with the magic weapon in a swagger.

"He must have done it on purpose!"

Si Xiaoxiao, who was remotely viewing the content transmitted by the hidden camera in black-rimmed glasses, fell down laughing again.

Well, it seems that we need to lay a thick carpet on the floor, otherwise it will be too much trouble.

It was the first time I saw the "Immortal Jump" and I vomited.

Xiao Chacha is real tea. Who would have thought that he would bring biochemical weapons to the banquet.