The sound of pattering rain did not stop from midnight to early morning, Yan Jing still had the matter of Mu Mei in her heart, so she woke up early.But when he woke up, he found that Seimei was no longer in the room.

I yawned, ready to get up and make breakfast.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qingming wearing a girly dress with arabesque pattern dyed from thick to light, leaning against a pillar drinking... wine?

Yan Jing's eyelids twitched, early in the morning, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Seimei looked at the deserted courtyard and replied, "Listen to the rain."

"Did you drink wine?" Yan Jing asked softly.

Qingming hummed as if she didn't notice it, Yan Jing choked on her indifferent attitude, she really missed the little angel Lianji.

Seeing that Qingming was only wearing a thin pajamas, "Miss Sister, aren't you cold?"

Qingming took another sip of his wine and laughed, "How come, I'm already so cold that I don't feel it."

"I don't understand your hint, miss!" Yan Jing sat down and poured herself a cup of warm wine simmering on the stove. "I think you are lonely, empty and cold, miss."

This time, Qingming turned to look at Yan Jing, and smiled brightly, "Ah Jing, you are too humble."

It took Yan Jing a while to understand Qingming's meaning, and coldly stuffed dog food into her mouth indiscriminately, never expecting you to be such a Miss Qingming.

With an indifferent face, Yan Jing decisively left Qingming to prepare for food. Qingming put down his wine glass and followed to steal the teacher, but Yan Jing shut the door.

Qingming knocked on the door and called out pitifully, "Ah Jing."

Yan Jing's voice as calm as well water came from the house, "I refuse to be in the same room with the person who feeds my dog ​​food early in the morning."

Qingming thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what dog food was, so he could only say dryly, "Although Daitengu has a dog in his name, his original form is really not a dog."

Yan Jing froze for a moment, then smiled unsteadily.But she still didn't let Qingming in, no matter how much Qingming was crying outside.

Young lady seems to be bored recently, Yan Jing thought while chopping vegetables.Yingcao, who originally wanted to pass by, also retreated silently.

After breakfast, Qingming changed into a pot and went out with an umbrella with Yan Jing, and asked Yingcao to visit the shrine. Qingming also said to Yingcao in a very gentle tone, "You can live here with peace of mind. gone."

Yan Jing looked at the petite monster holding a big dandelion and shook her head, she turned her face away and muttered inwardly, Great Demon King Qingming.

The two walked into the rain with umbrellas. The space between the sky and the earth was oppressive dark gray. The dense rain was blown obliquely by the wind, and the cold passed through the protection range of the umbrella. Yan Jing shivered involuntarily, feeling the heat brought by breakfast Blown away by the wind.Pulling Seimei's dew grass-colored cloak tight.

This day is simply not human.

It was very cold and soaked in water, which was not a comfortable temperature, so Yan Jing was brought to Moon Lake by Qingming.

The turbulence of the lake is no longer as calm as yesterday, Yan Jing only glanced at the lake and then turned her attention to the wooden pile by the water, this must be the wood charm.

For a ghost like Mu Mei, it probably uses its method of soothing the dead to eliminate resentment. Just about to ask Qingming if he has any clues, when he turned around, he found that Qingming was no longer by his side.

After looking around for a while, I realized that Qingming had gone to the other side of the river at some point. At the widest point of this crescent-shaped river, the distance between the banks was about ten meters.

The moment she was distracted, Qingming reached the other bank, holding a child in her hand, and the child fell into the water halfway.Yan Jing realized something was wrong instantly, normal children would cry when they fall into the water, how could they be as quiet as this child.

Moreover, Qingming didn't move while holding the child, just in a stalemate.It's as if there are water ghosts in the water... water ghosts!

Thinking of this, Yan Jing hurriedly asked Qingming on the other side for confirmation, and Qingming nodded.Yan Jing jumped into the water without thinking.

Legend has it that people who die in the water cannot be reincarnated. Only by pulling a living person into the water as a substitute can they be freed.

Qingming was afraid of hurting the child, so he couldn't attack the water ghost hidden in the water, which led to a stalemate.Only when Yan Jing jumps into the water to attract the water ghost can Qingming pull the child out of the water.

When Yan Jing fell into the bitterly cold water, she could only comfort herself by saying that fortunately she was wearing a priestess outfit, and that it would not weigh five clothes when soaked in water, and then she complained that she really had a grudge against the water.

Sure enough, the water ghost put down the child, and swam nimbly to Yan Jing's side, Yan Jing shivered violently, and hit a spell on it.

The water ghost was repelled, and Yan Jing immediately swam to the shore.The water ghost soon got entangled again, Yan Jing fought with the water ghost for a few rounds, and then managed to swim to the shore, and was pulled out of the water by Qingming.

When the wind blows, Yan Jing can only feel that she is no longer in this world.Qingming cut off some dead branches with a curse and started a fire, and Yan Jing felt that her mind could turn around.Gathering his mind, he looked at the child who was rescued by Qingming.

It looks familiar, maybe I saw it in the village yesterday.But this is wrong, how could the children in Zhuangzi run out on such a day?

What's more, Qingming rescued the person on the river bank, so isn't that just outside the village?There is a kind of weirdness everywhere about the wood charm and water ghost.

When Yan Jing's clothes and hair were almost dried, Qingming took her and the child back to the village.It was confirmed that this was indeed a child from the village.

But Qingming can only bring Yan Jing back to the shrine first. If she jumps into the water and is blown by the wind, she will definitely be frozen. Yan Jing must be settled before doing anything else.

After putting on clean clothes, Yan Jing immediately got into bed, and Qingming gave the ginger that the villagers gave her to the little paper people, and asked them to make ginger soup.He went to boil hot water by himself.

Yingcao pulled her, pointed to the corner of the shrine and told, "There, there are herbs I grow." She blushed as she spoke, "If you want to use it, please don't...you're welcome."

Qingming heard the words, smiled and patted Yingcao's head, "Understood, thank you!"

This is the correct painting style of plant-type monsters, not like Lian Ji's kind of monsters that were catalyzed by the blood of monsters.

The original form is Tianshan snow lotus, but it turned out to be a first-rate thug, a second-rate housekeeper, and a third-rate healer. She looks gentle on the surface but is actually very fierce. I really want Lian Ji to look at the little girl Yingcao. Planting herbs is the hobby that herbal monsters should have. what! (No.)

Instead of staring at her, urge her to become a qualified noble Ji Jun.

To be honest, isn't this the work of her mother, Ge Ye?

The author has something to say:

Some time ago, I even praised my family's grass to attack and treat with both hands, but I really can't praise it!

Thank you for throwing a mine

thanks ice feather

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