Little Fairy Raiders Manual

The two of them went on the road together, and there were always times when their bodies touched. Whenever this happened, Yang Yi withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Mu Qingzhou maintained the posture of reaching out to catch the bowl, watching Yang Yidi blushing countless times with a blank expression.

"No... I'm sorry." Yang Yi found that whenever he touched Mu Qingzhou's face, he would start to feel hot, and it took him a while to calm down.

Originally, Yang Yi didn't have much impression of what happened that night, but who knew that those images not only did not fade with the passage of time, but became clearer.

So much so that he can't face Mu Qingzhou normally now.

However, Mu Qingzhou didn't know anything about it. Every time Yang Yi blushed and ran away after being next to him, he would look at him blankly.

But this time he said lightly: "If you don't want to get close to me, I can go farther away."

"No...not!" Yang Yi hurriedly shook his head, "It has nothing to do with you, Qingzhou...it's my problem."

Yang Yi also didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Mu Qingzhou. Although there are many cases of double cultivation and even forming Taoist couples between men in the world of cultivating immortals, Yang Yi always felt that he should do these things with girls. Yes.

It turned out to be Mu Qingzhou...

But it is undeniable that Mu Qingzhou is the best person to him other than his mother and master who have been vaguely remembered. It looked cold.

Mu Qingzhou is a good partner, but... it is absolutely impossible for the two of them to become the object of dual cultivation or even a Taoist companion.

but……

"Yang Yi."

Yang Yi was still immersed in his own thoughts.

Mu Qingzhou called again: "Yang Yi."

"...Huh?" Yang Yi turned his head, looking dazed and dazed.

Pointing to the palm of his hand that was almost in the soup pot, he asked, "Doesn't it hurt you?"

Only then did Yang Yi feel a scorching pain, and a small part of his middle finger and index finger had been submerged in the soup. Fortunately, Mu Qingzhou stopped it in time, otherwise Yang Yi would have stewed his palms together.

Mu Qingzhou gave him a piece of ice for him to rub on to reduce the swelling, because Yang Yi would run away whenever he touched him now, so he didn't help him with the healing technique.

A bunch of blisters were burnt up on the finger, and it was painful to touch it.

Yang Yi bitterly held the ice cubes to reduce swelling and cool down, and suddenly felt that he was in a difficult situation.

Winter is coming soon, and Yang Yi feels that it is obviously unrealistic to travel around in the harsh winter environment.

"You want to find a place to live?" Mu Qingzhou disagreed.

Although he has Yang Yi's aura covering his tracks, and his spiritual power has been sealed by himself, but if he stays in one place for too long, it is inevitable that he will leak his tracks and be discovered.

And now Yang Yi is also their target...

"It's not settling down, it's just finding a place to live in for the winter." Yang Yi explained, "It's no worse than the south, and it's very cold in winter. If I want to continue on the road, I might not be able to bear it, so I want to rent a yard to live in first. Let’s continue walking when spring begins.”

"how long."

Yang Yi counted with his fingers: "Well... it will take about three or four months. Qingzhou, don't be nervous, it's the same as when we settled in the mountains."

"We didn't stay in one place for three months in the mountains."

"But there are so many people in the city, isn't it better to hide the aura?" Yang Yi has already overcome the symptom of blushing when he touches Mu Qingzhou, and is pulling Mu Qingzhou's sleeve and shaking it from side to side, "How about it?" , It’s really cold in winter, I’ll freeze to death if I sleep in the open...Qingzhou is the best, surely you can’t bear to see me exposed to dead bodies in the wild, right?”

Mu Qingzhou couldn't stand Yang Yi's coquettish entanglement, so he could only nod his head in agreement with a cold face, but he didn't kill the chicken until Yang Yi rented the yard and cooked a meal by himself at night. Regardless of his struggle and flushed complexion, he smeared him up and down with chicken blood, and then chanted a spell, so that the smell of chicken blood covered Yang Yi's breath.

"Qingzhou...can't you use something normal..." Although he couldn't smell it, Yang Yi always felt that he had a smell of chicken shit, "otherwise people would think I was just a jerk when I went out. Rooster."

Mu Qingzhou didn't bother to talk to him, and left a sentence: "Continue at this time next month."

Then he stepped out the door and went back to his room, leaving Yang Yi alone on the spot, wanting to cry without tears.

Now Yang Yi's aura will also attract people from the heavenly world and the demon world, and Mu Qingzhou can't bear the smell of blood like poultry, which is easy to get. In desperation, Mu Qingzhou can only use some acceptable animal breath to cover it up. own traces.

Fortunately, this place is far away from the world of cultivating immortals, and there are no immortal cultivators, so they didn't come to subdue them as fine monsters.

In this way, it was New Year's Eve in a flash.

Mu Qingzhou felt a little unrealistic during the period of stability.

Yang Yi had long made a plan to cook a table of meals for Mu Qingzhou on New Year's Eve. This morning, he took a vegetable basket and went out to buy. Before going out, he moved a red clay stove for Mu Qingzhou and placed it in the main hall. For snacks, there is still warm water on the stove for making tea.

Mu Qingzhou was sitting by the stove, wearing a thick cloak, warming his body while eating snacks and drinking tea.

It may be because the origin is ice. After sealing the spiritual power, he was more afraid of the cold than he imagined. For this, he was ridiculed by Yang Yi, but the kind and generous Mu Qingzhou didn't care. It just froze the stove in Yang Yi's house.

It has been more than half a year since that day when he fell from the sky and fell in front of Yang Yi.

The curse that was cast on Yang Yi back then has been lifted, and Mu Qingzhou will no longer worry that Yang Yi will have any ill intentions against him.

Yang Yi also no longer has respect for Mu Qingzhou and promises to please him deliberately in exchange for not leaving.

They have long been used to each other's presence.

Mu Qingzhou tightened the padded jacket on his body, and picked up a small steamed bun, not too big or too small, just big enough for him to stuff it into his mouth.

This was the breakfast that Yang Yi prepared for him. It was too cold in the morning and he couldn't get up in time because he was buried under the warm blanket, so Yang Yi left a meal for him alone.

I have to say that Yang Yi's cooking skills are getting better and better, it's a pity to just cultivate immortality.

Mu Qingzhou, who was used to the food in the human world and was even raised by Yang Yi, thought about it and picked up another one.

There is also a three-cooked small wonton with thin skin and thick meat. In addition to the egg shreds, shrimp skin and seaweed mixed in the fresh meat, there are also some shallots and coriander in the soup. The soup is extraordinarily delicious.

The small wontons are freshly wrapped in the morning, and Yang Yi always enjoys them.

It was cold, Mu Qingzhou only ate two small steamed buns and the rest were cold, so there was not even soup left in a cup of hot small wontons.

Feeling a bit sorry for not being able to eat, Mu Qingzhou packed up his leftover tableware and walked to the kitchen with them.

When Yang Yi came back, he put the purchased materials into the kitchen, and saw that one of the pair of white porcelain soup cups he found earlier had been broken into pieces.

"...Qing Zhou! I told you to put it away after eating, then I'll bring the rest. This is the first bowl of this month!"

Mu Qingzhou was sitting in the main hall drinking tea while Yang Yi rushed out from the kitchen, almost kneeling before him.

"Qing Zhou, I beg you to let the kitchen go, okay?"

Embarrassment flashed across Mu Qingzhou's face, he coughed lightly, and argued vigorously: "I just want to help..."

"All right, Qingzhou, you are not helping at all. You have broken a lot of bowls and plates in the kitchen this month." Yang Yi clasped his hands together, his face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, "Not counting the previous ones. , buying plates and bowls has become our biggest expense."

Mu Qingzhou knew that he was in the wrong, picked up the teacup and took a sip, buried his face in the mouth of the cup, and after a while he said sullenly: "I see."

Seeing his appearance, Yang Yi sighed inwardly.

Although he knew that Mu Qingzhou had good intentions and just wanted to help, but he really didn't get along well with the kitchen, as soon as he entered the kitchen, it was a disaster scene, and he was showing mercy if he didn't blow up the kitchen.

"By the way, I ran into Mrs. Mei when I came back just now. She said she wanted to ask for a few spells to exorcise evil spirits. Would Qingzhou go and have a look later?" For the sake of the safety of the kitchen, Yang Yi could only turn away abruptly. topic.

Mrs. Mei is the landlord who leased the yard to them. One of her daughters married a merchant in the city. She originally lived in the yard alone, but when she got old, her daughter was worried, so she took her mother to live with her, and the yard was left unused. After coming down, he was rented by Yang Yi.

At the beginning, Yang Yi took Mu Qingzhou to familiarize themselves with the streets in the city, and they turned around and walked to the Town God's Temple in the city, just in time to see Mrs. Mei burning incense and praying with her son-in-law and daughter.

Mrs. Mei likes a sunny and energetic young man like Yang Yi very much. Although Mu Qingzhou next to her is expressionless but good-looking, she is naturally not annoying, so much so that she has to chat with Mrs. Mei every time she sees her. A few words,

As we chatted, we talked about the reason for praying. It turned out that Mrs. Mei’s son-in-law Mr. Liu always felt clammy and sore all over his body for some reason. When he visited a famous doctor, he only said that it was the root cause of his illness caused by traveling all the year round. He only allowed him to recuperate, but there was no improvement. , So I came to Chenghuang Temple to ask for a look.

Yang Yi was about to say a few words of comfort when he heard Mu Qingzhou whisper from behind: "Because you have a sick ghost on your back."

Yang Yi: "..."

Mr. Liu: "What the hell?"

"Originally this kind of ghost grows in the soil and cannot move, but your attribute is soil, so he probably mistook you for the land."

Mu Qingzhou stretched out a finger and lightly poked Mr. Liu's shoulder, a thin lightning flashed, and Mr. Liu felt that the clamminess and soreness that had troubled him for a long time disappeared instantly.

As a result, Mrs. Mei not only waived the rent for the two of them—although Yang Yi refused—but also sent some homemade food here every now and then. Will give away for nothing.

In return, sometimes they come to ask Mu Qingzhou to draw some spells to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, and Mu Qingzhou usually will not refuse.

So after hearing Yang Yi's words, Mu Qingzhou nodded: "Then I'll go there now."

Yang Yi thought for a while, and said: "Okay, you go now, we will order some noodles for lunch, and then we will eat some good ones at night."

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Suffering ghost: It is a ghost produced by the prison’s melancholy and resentment. It is several feet long and looks like a cow. It has blue eyes and shining pupils. Its four feet are stuck in the soil. Relieves sorrow, so pouring wine on it can make it go away. ——Sou Shen Ji]