Villain: I am not good at fighting.

In the cemetery, in a corner that was out of reach of the cold wind, after struggling for a long time, Liu Muqing finally used her spiritual power to create a wisp of flame.

A wild stove was built with rubble, and a skull was placed in the middle with clean water. The dry grass on the grave below was lit, and then a few dead wood pieces were placed on top.

Life is so miserable. The raging fire shines on Liu Muqing's dirty face.

Master took Sister Zhiyun down the mountain to look for spiritual roots. During this period, they could only live like this. It seemed miserable, but she smiled happily.

No need to be cautious, no need to observe others’ expressions, just be free...

After waiting for a while, the water began to boil. Liu Muqing took out the magic rice from her arms again and put it into the "pot". The magic rice melted as soon as it came into contact with water, and the fragrance of rice immediately filled the air.

"Mmm~ It smells so good!"

"who is it?"

Inexplicably, she heard voices from her heart all around. Liu Muqing looked up alertly, looked around, and then quickly realized that the voice came from the bottom of her heart, indicating that the other party was not a human.

Liu Muqing is born with the ability to communicate with small animals through spiritual means. There is no need for language or body language. As long as the other party appears nearby, she can communicate on a spiritual level.

At first, I thought it was the mystery of the Xuanyin body. After asking my master Hongju several times, I gradually confirmed that the Xuanyin body did not have this ability.

"Huh? Human, can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can hear it."

Liu Muqing didn't find the other party's position, so she simply sat on the rubble, scooped up a bowl of soup made from spiritual rice, and blew on it.

"Really, really, can you really hear it?"

The voice was a little shrill, full of excitement and disbelief.

"Of course, this is soup made from spiritual rice. I can't finish it by myself. How about I give you half?"

The skull seemed to have been buried in the soil for some time. The boiled spiritual rice was mixed with an earthy smell. Liu Muqing took two sips and lost her appetite.

"Okay, okay..."

The weeds on a slope not far away moved, and a blurry yellow shadow quickly approached this side. Liu Muqing then realized that the other party was a weasel as thick as a forearm.

The place where it came out was a grave, and it seemed that its nest was inside the grave.

The weasel came to Liu Muqing, tilted his head, rubbed his hands, and looked into the pot from time to time.

The spiritual energy contained in the spiritual rice is more fragrant than any food in the world to this uncivilized little animal.

When Liu Muqing saw its funny appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her mouth.

"What's your name?"

"rhubarb."

Liu Muqing used the two ends of a wooden stick to pick up the blackened skull, and placed it flat in front of Da Huang, reminding it:

"Be careful with the heat, drink it when it cools down."

"Ouch!"

However, Dahuang didn't listen and was eager to taste the Lingmi. As expected, he was scalded and rolled on the ground, covering his nose.

Liu Muqing shook her head helplessly.

"I treated you, no one is going to snatch it from you."

"But, it, it smells so good!"

Da Huang circled around the skull, drooling at the delicious soup inside.

"Does it smell good?"

Liu Muqing felt a little doubtful. She smelled the scent of spiritual rice every day, but she didn't think it was fragrant.

"Mm, it smells really good. I feel like drinking it will make me smarter."

Liu Muqing suddenly understood and had a guess in her mind that the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual rice should be able to allow Dahuang to evolve into a high-level animal such as a spiritual beast.

Just like one can break through the realm of cultivation by absorbing spiritual energy, small animals can also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice cultivation.

However, compared to humans, they are born with deficiencies and need to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon over a long period of time and evolve slowly.

Natural treasures such as spiritual rice, spiritual medicine, and spiritual herbs can speed up their evolution, which is essentially the same as how cultivators take elixirs to improve their cultivation.

"Hmm... I'm so full, burp~"

When he came to his senses, Da Huang had already drunk up the spiritual soup in the bowl, and was lying on the grass with his big belly, squinting his eyes leisurely.

"Da Huang, are you a local creature here?"

"Um……"

"So can you see ghosts?"

“Ghost…ghost?”

Da Huang didn't know what a ghost was, but what Liu Muqing conveyed through mental communication was that it referred to the souls of their dead counterparts.

Da Huang shook his head, and answered with confusion and sorrow in his eyes:

"My father, mother, brother, sister, and her dozen children, I can see them every night."

Liu Muqing was stunned. Why was Dahuang's words so confusing?

"Are they dead?"

"No, I chased them all out because I peed here before. This is my territory. No one is allowed to come in!"

Dahuang spoke with a proud tone and farted, like a king declaring his sovereignty.

Liu Muqing immediately covered her nose and ran eight feet away. As someone who often communicated with small animals, she knew very well that each animal had its own habits.

"Human, where are you going? Don't you want to play with me?"

Da Huang naturally couldn't understand Liu Muqing's reaction and was still naively thinking about how to make friends with humans, because this was the first time it could communicate with humans.

"I still have to practice, so I don't have time to play with you."

Liu Muqing returned to the corner where she absorbed the evil spirit yesterday and began to sit cross-legged in meditation, warming her meridians and preparing to devour the evil spirits at night.

Dahuang drank too much and his stomach was so full that he couldn't stand up. Lingmi also felt bloated, so he was too lazy to move and just lay there and fell asleep.

After completing three great circulations, Liu Muqing stopped practicing, exhaled the foul air, and looked up at the sky. It was gloomy at dusk. At this time, Da Huang came to her with something in his mouth.

"I won't eat your food for nothing, this is for you."

blah blah blah!

Something fell to the ground with a crisp sound, emitting a faint glow. It was a finely carved jade cicada, which looked like jade but was not jade, and had a mellow texture.

"Is this... jade?"

"I don't know, but it glows at night."

Dahuang described it in an exaggerated way, saying that this thing was very powerful.

Oh~ Liu Muqing looked at Yuchan curiously, mobilized a trace of spiritual power and injected it into it, and then an empty space appeared in his mind.

It was about 20 to 30 feet wide, with four items placed randomly on it: a book, a wooden box, a jade slip and a small jade bottle.

"This is... a storage device!"

Liu Muqing thought of her master Hongqiu’s storage bag, a palm-sized bag from which she could take out mountains of spiritual medicines.

"Thank you for your gift, I like it very much. Go back quickly, it will be dark soon and the ghosts will come out."

Liu Muqing didn't expect that this ordinary little weasel in front of her could bring her such a big surprise.

It should be the relic of a monk who died suddenly. For some unknown reason, it was not found and taken away by the people who buried him.

"Well, human, I'll come play with you tomorrow?"

Dahuang is still uncivilized and is still a long way from being a spirit or a demon, so it does not know the existence of ghosts.

But it knows that it must hide in its nest and sleep every night, otherwise it will freeze to death outside the next day.

"it is good!"