On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom - Chapter 71

Ning Qingqing swayed out mycelium, and the tidal hyphae spread to the ruins, rolling up large and small gravel, and keeping them aside neatly.

The venue was immediately clean.

Under the sun, everything is clear and distinct.

She was not buried in a grave, but in a small round arched stone house made of gray stone.

Just now she was lying on a thick fur of wolf demon, surrounded by a gathering of spirits, and a circle outside, where she thought it was the collection of the tomb, there were scattered little magical artifacts and safety charms.

The wooden figure she saw was one of them.

The huge golden horn was originally placed next to the “tomb bag” and was half buried when she lifted the tomb.

“What’s that?” She pointed to the Golden Horn.

Futuzi raised his fat hand and scratched his head: “That’s the horn of the rhinoceros! Only after I washed it, I found out that this horn is quite special. Hey, it’s shiny and beautiful, so my subordinates will bring it for you.”

Ning Qingqing blinked.

Blinked again.

The thoughts with little aura slowly turned around.

Those with golden horns, who do not listen to their parents, must go to Beilinzhou to send their cubs to death? No… Is it what she thinks?

She put the golden horn of the rhinoceros into the universe bag.

The fuzzy intelligence slowly returned to her brain. Afterwards, she realized that the ancient fierce beasts had been imprisoned by Xie Wuwang for thousands of years, so how could there be any fresh little fluffy monsters out there?

What the fluffy little duck in his arms…that does not exist, it is impossible to exist at all.

If the so-called cub refers to the rhino beast, could it be that the ancient beast is thousands of miles away, and could actually sense that the rhino beast is about to attack Beilinzhou?

Ning Qingqing suddenly had a very bold idea.

But before that, you have to take the golden horn to the fluff monster to confirm it.

As for the spore matter… it’s a big deal, and it’s extremely scary to think carefully, so I have to talk to Xie Wuwang face to face.

She settled, and slowly cast her gaze to the little wooden man lying on the ground.

There is a faint panic in his heart that is not declining.

Ask Golden Horn first, then Mu Ren, because I subconsciously think this thing is more important, right?

She cleared her throat pretending to be nonchalant, stepped forward, and picked up the little wooden figure.

The little wooden man face down and back up, Ning Qingqing picked it up, her fingers trembling faintly.

The moment she saw the wooden man, a bright lightning flashed across her mind. She remembered that when Xie Wuwang held her up to the black stone steps, bypassed the Qianyuan Temple, and stepped on the Baiyu Mountain Road, a strange feeling once floated in her heart, and the spirit light swam around, as if there was a mystery close in front of her. , But carefully captured, they are like flowers in a mirror, moon in the water, unpredictable.

Seeing the wooden figure in the ruins today, she suddenly remembered. It was on that section of the mountain road that a pair of little wooden men fell down the cliff.

She shook the little wooden figure in her hand, rubbed its back unconsciously with her fingers, and for a moment she didn’t have the courage to turn over and take a look.

“Hey ah ah-don’t **** touch it, can you touch anything the fuck…” A loud voice interrupted Ning Qingqing’s thoughts.

The blindly stinky-mouthed Junior Brother was once again dragged away by the fellow senior man covering his mouth.

An immortal sword repairman walked over and stood in front of Ning Qingqing.

“The Taoists don’t know it. This is the amulet from North Linzhou. The people believe that this can bring good luck, and we monks also go to the village and do as the customs.” Jian Xiu said politely, reaching out to welcome the amulet back.

Ning Qingqing’s nervousness was distracted. She turned the little wooden man to the front and found that the wooden man’s carvings were not fine, and the facial features were a little fuzzy.

Although it looks similar at first glance, it is not the little wooden figure she thought.

She gave a soft “Ah”, feeling a little lost in her heart.

She handed the wooden man to the monk and asked casually, “Is there any reason for it?”

Jianxiu’s face showed some memories: “Many years ago, the small town of Asai in the north was attacked by a fire-breathing lizard monster. The monks were stationed far away and could not be rescued for a while. The local officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the people also went up the wall to fight against the monsters. After the guard had no weapons, he threw the pots and pans down. Seeing that he was about to break the city, an old wandering monk took out the jade wood carving that he had collected for many years and threw it down. Hey, no one thought that the lizard was actually I fled with my tail like I saw a ghost!”

Ning Qingqing’s eyes widened slightly: “Yuli wood carving?”

Jian Xiu nodded: “Yes. The old wandering monk picked it up when he was traveling in the Central Plains. He formed a grass cottage in the same place. After waiting for a full year, he brought back the pair of wood carvings without seeing the owner. A pair of ordinary wood carvings scared off the monster beasts at the critical moment, which is also fate.”

Ning Qingqing held his breath: “What happened later?”

“Later,” Jianxiu said with a smile, “The common people are quite superstitious. They feel that wood carvings like that can bring blessings, so they imitated a lot of them, and every family offered them. Over time, this became a universal amulet in the North. .”

As he said, he held the little wooden man and bowed twice sincerely.

“Hey, follow the locals.”

Ning Qingqing felt her heart throbbing in her chest, and her voice was a little tight: “That old monk is still alive?”

“Mortals, longevity is early.” Jianxiu was patient, “Now it has probably been passed to the generation of… disciples! The people in the north are very simple and traditional, and the disciples of the old wandering monks have been passed on from generation to generation. They are all wandering monks, wandering around the world and practicing Buddhism, and they only come back for sacrifices during the Fauna Festival once every ten years.

This sword repairman must be a capable diplomat of the brave swordsman. Before Ning Qingqing asked questions, the sword repairman who knew how to look at his face continued to say: “This year is exactly the big festival of the God of Faculty, and the date is the first day of September.”

Three months later.

Ning Qingqing took a few deep breaths to relieve the trembling emotions in her chest.

She… found the clue to the key.

When making the pair of little wooden men, her love for Xie Wuwang was unreserved. That day was extremely important in her heart, but she unexpectedly suffered the worst blow in her life.

The wooden man fell down the cliff, she and Xie Wuwang had a fight, and ran away desperately, and decided to forget him.

That was the beginning of her forgetfulness.

This pair of little wooden people is a token of complete love, and it is also something she lost in the delusion. If it can be retrieved in the real world, wouldn’t it be the connection between the delusion and the reality?

The wood carvings in the north must be the pair she lost.

The old wandering monk is a wood carving of Yuli found in the Central Plains. It can scare away the lizards because she deliberately hid the blood of her and Xie Wuwang in the wood carvings to make a pair of small spirit treasures that can sense each other.

The monster beast had an instinctive fear of Xie Wuwang.

Since the folk customs of the North are simple and traditional, it is very likely that the little wandering monk inherited the legacy of the old wandering monk and passed it down from generation to generation.

Ning Qingqing pressed her lips, and couldn’t tell whether she was excited or worried.

Futuzi used the spirit stone to compensate for the loss of the brave sword sect.

After buying a big bag of beef jerky, one person and one mushroom returned to Tiansheng Palace with an abacus.

Ning Qingqing was anxious to see the fluffy monster, but as soon as she landed, she was blocked by the long-awaited Yuhuan boat.

Ji Huaizhou, who had been in the Demon Abyss for several days, looked a lot haggard. Seeing Ning Qingqing, the sword repairman’s expression was a bit complicated.

“Ji-mo is incompetent, but has not found the devil’s fetus, and specifically confessed to Mrs. Taoist.

Seeing his miserable appearance, the kind-hearted mushroom didn’t say that Xie Wuwang had already sent the devil’s fetus to Qingcheng Mountain. He only said: “You don’t have to be sad for the headmaster. You are already a heroic feat for breaking into the Demon Abyss. La!”

Ji Huaizhou hesitated for a moment, picked up the Xuexing Sword with both hands, tilted his head slightly, and said aggrieved: “Since Mrs. Daoist removed the Chen disease for Xue Xing last time, it will, always thinking of you, not listening to me! Sending, sending a certain is not impossible to cut love!”

Ning Qingqing: “…” Suddenly a guilty conscience!

She took over Xue Xing.

“Zheng 嘤~”

Ning Qingqing blinked. After contacting Long Yao, she discovered a very serious problem, one that she hadn’t realized before, about the gender of swords.

“Xuexing.” She penetrated into the mycelium of spiritual power, repaired the small wounds newly added under the Demon Abyss, and said euphemistically, “The two of us are inappropriate!”

“Huh?”

“You are a female sword!”

“Huh?!”

“Females and females, it’s impossible to reproduce, you listen to me…” Ning Qingqing carefully explained the basic reproductive knowledge to a fairy sword, and she heard that the corners of the boat and Futuzi’s eyes twitched.

No, did Mrs. Taoist make a mistake?

The matter of people and swords… does not seem to have anything to do with males or females?

Fortunately, everyone was very happy with the result. The dizzy Xue Xing believed Ning Qingqing’s “basic common sense” and decided to go home honestly and reproduce with Jihuaizhou.

Ning Qingqing sent Jian Xian and Xian Jian away, first let out a sigh of relief, and then lowered the corners of her eyes melancholy.

It’s time to take the cub… No, it is time to take part of the cub to meet the fluffy weird!