ugly moth

Qing Ge had been looking at Fei Mo all this time, and was so tired that Fei Mo yelled at her several times before waking up in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Qing Ge opened his eyes and raised his hand to touch Fei Mo's head.

Fei Mo hugged Qing Ge's fingers and said excitedly: "Dao, Dao, Xiaochang is back!"

Qing Ge took a few glances at Fei Mo, and frowned: "No, if you really recovered, why didn't you change back? It wouldn't be because you became a bamboo spirit that it wouldn't grow for you, would it?"

Hearing what Qing Ge said, Fei Mo realized that he was still slapped like this.

Fei Mo let go of Qing Ge's fingers, but there was no response at all when she pinched the formula with both hands.

Even the lowest elves would not be born like this, at least they can transform into forms, but Fei Moth can't.

"This, this... Are you kidding me?" Fei Mo's face twitched, he couldn't believe it, he was a house monster with a high level of cultivation, but he couldn't even transform into another body.

Qing Ge held Fei Moth up, got out of bed and looked at the flower pot, and said, "Fairy Moth benefactor, flower demons are like this. Fairies like flower demons and tree spirits are more difficult to cultivate than other fairies, and it is enough to be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom." It's heaven and earth."

Fei Mo was stunned, and collapsed into Qing Ge's palm: "Ah...then how long does Xiaosheng have to practice in this way? Could it be that you have been reincarnated into Xiaosheng and haven't cultivated a human form yet?"

"It's not impossible." It's not that Qing Ge doesn't want to comfort Fei Mo, but it's also true.

It is difficult to cultivate a flower demon, and it may take decades to cultivate into the original human form, but how can mortals have so many decades?

"Let's take it one step at a time. Maybe Fei Mo's benefactor has an amazing chance and bumps into an elixir when he goes out?" Please keep Fei Mo's head silent, that's all I can say.

Fei Mo's soul moved to the bamboo, in order to completely cut off Fei Mo's connection with Zhai Zi, Qing Ge wanted to take him away from here, the farther the better, until Fei Mo had no trace of Zhai Zi on him.

A house has its own breath, just like when some people visit other people's homes, they feel a sense of disobedience, that is, they don't match the breath of the house.

And people can't stay in the house all the time, they are easily "eaten" by the house.

Therefore, Qing Ge must take Fei Mo away as soon as possible.

Taking advantage of the good weather, Qing Ge hurriedly packed his things. Everything else was easy to say, but the ancient books brought over were a bit troublesome—there were too many, and it took several days to find someone to move them.

Qing Ge picked up the flower pot and asked the dozing Fei Mo: "Fei Mo benefactor, I have too many things in the poor way, why don't I send you to the Taoist temple first, what do you think?"

Fei Mo lazily raised her head: "Sure, but put it in a place where it can get the sun, and the new bamboo needs to bask in the sun."

"Okay, Pindao will remember." Qing Ge smiled and stroked Fei Mo's hair.

Back and forth, it took exactly three days to move things from the Xu residence to the Taoist temple.

On the third day, the weather was bad again. Jiangnan is not good at this point. It rains and rains all day long, and it rains when there is a disagreement; Spell dried.

Fei Mo lay on Qing Ge's table reading his ancient books, and just happened to be able to read the characters, and said without raising his head when he heard the movement: "The Taoist priest is back? There are not many guests who came to pray for blessings today."

Qing Ge brought in the last box of books, sat down on one side, and sighed: "The rainy season here is too fatal."

Fei Mo pushed a bowl of tea and walked towards Qing Ge: "This is the last rain, and the next rain will take more than a month, so it will pass soon."

"So accurate?" Qing Ge picked up the tea bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

"Goblins are inherently sensitive to this kind of thing, and they have been like this for the past three years, and the days have not changed too much." Fei Mo said firmly.

Qing Ge sighed, and said, "Actually, the Taoist temples of the poor Taoist are not open often, and they mainly travel from place to place. Donor Fei Moth, do you want to slowly cultivate in the Taoist temple, or do you want to walk with the poor Taoist?"

Fei Mo was startled when he heard that, and immediately jumped onto Qing Ge's hair, clutching it tightly and not letting go: "Of course I follow the Taoist priest, otherwise what if someone comes to steal Xiaosheng?"

"Hahahaha..." Qing Ge chuckled, "Who would come to steal a pot of bamboo?"

"Those enemies of yours!" Fei Moth dangled on Qing Ge's hair like a swing, "Isn't that the mouse last time? If he came again this time and you weren't in Xiaosheng, wouldn't it be a bamboo shoot for him to eat? "

Qing Ge chuckled: "You treat him as a bamboo mouse? Do you still eat bamboo?"

Fei Mo angrily crawled along Qing Ge's hair to his shoulders, reached out and grabbed Qing Ge's ears: "I'm telling you the truth! Before you said he was a mouse spirit, why didn't he say that he seeks revenge from you! "

Such a small person, it doesn't hurt to pull it.

Qing Ge tilted his head, making it easier for Fei Mo: "Before, except for a mouse demon, it seemed to be his brother, so he came here to seek revenge."

"Ah..." Fei Mo got tired and lay down on Qing Ge's shoulder, "Then did his brother do something outrageous?"

"Yeah, occupying the river as king, pretending to be the god of the river, and asking the people to give him boys and girls." Qing Ge got up helplessly and closed the door and window, "I heard that he used to be quite a goblin, but he started eating people for some reason. gone."

The wind and rain outside the house was getting stronger, and the raindrops were crackling on the tiles, and the sound seemed to smash a hole in the roof.

Fei Mo raised her hand to wipe off the raindrops that fell on her face when she closed the window, and muttered strangely: "Every goblin can't change his way once he starts cultivating something. Maybe he used to eat people?"

Qing Ge shook his head: "No, Pindao was just passing by that town at that time, and listened to it along the way. The villagers said that they were very grateful to the rat demon before, but one day, the rat demon's temperament changed drastically and began to eat people."

"So Daoist, you got rid of the demon?"

"Yes, if you don't go, many virgins will be eaten, there is no choice." Qing Ge also felt helpless about this, "Maybe that rat demon is practicing fork cultivation."

Fei Mo nodded in agreement: "That's right, if that's the case, I can't blame Daoist Priest at all, that mouse spirit even tied Xiaosheng up with a fairy rope!"

"The cycle of karma is not good, so don't worry too much about it." Qing Ge patted Fei Moth's back with his fingers to comfort him.

"That Xiaosheng will leave with the Taoist priest, and you can go out to see the world." Fei Mo turned the topic back with a smile.

Qing Ge rubbed his chin: "It's not impossible, the poor have to make a cage to carry you, otherwise how strange is it to keep holding a pot of bamboo?"

In order to get out of the south of the Yangtze River before the next rain, Xiao Qingge started making cages just after the rain.Qing Ge also had one before, but she couldn't fit a flower pot, so she had to temporarily make a bigger one.

Fei Mo handed the bamboo strips to Qing Ge: "Master Daoist, have you figured out where to go?"

Qing Ge took the bamboo strips, thought for a while, and replied, "Well... I would rather go to the north. I heard that the monks there are very powerful. Go and get sutras."

"The monk and the Taoist priest are completely different families. Do you still need to learn from them?" Fei Mo asked strangely.

"Yes, Buddhism talks about fate, Taoism talks about numerology..." Qing Ge paused, and said hesitantly, "Besides, Pindao can't calculate his fate with you, so he always feels uneasy."

Fei Mo tilted her head: "Isn't it? The gods don't necessarily know their own fate, why do you want to know?"