The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Chapter 116 "Who am I, where am I?" 1 red envelope was sent

After Ji Qingzhou finished speaking, he lay down again, looking like a hands-off boss who didn't care about anything.

Yu Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and seemed to have something to say.

But in the end, she was speechless.

In the evening, Yu Xiaoxiao saw the sun setting into the mountains in the distance, and the sky was dim. She finally found an opportunity to speak: "Junior Sister, should we find a place to rest for a while?"

"Are you tired, Sister?"

Ji Qingzhou took over the conversation, as if their dispute during the day had never existed.

Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head: "Not tired, but don't you have the habit of eating every day?"

Ordinary monks would start fasting early, but Ji Qingzhou was different. She loved delicious food and kept the habit of eating.

You don't have to eat three meals a day on time, but you have to eat them every day.

Yu Xiaoxiao said, "Today is almost over, we should at least have a meal, right?"

She just mentioned it casually, but when Ji Qingzhou heard her say that she had to eat at least one meal a day, a "ding dong" sounded in his mind again.

The two were intertwined like silk threads, as if trying to draw out some memory scenes from Ji Qingzhou's blank mind.

Ji Qingzhou's head suddenly felt a sharp pain and she gasped.

"Little junior sister?"

Yu Xiaoxiao keenly noticed her abnormality.

"fine."

Ji Qingzhou concealed his discomfort and pretended nothing happened, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it. I haven't eaten yet."

I haven't eaten yet today.

As soon as he finished saying this, some memories seemed to emerge in Ji Qingzhou's blank mind.

It was as if these words were not spoken about her, but about someone else.

Her body's instinctive reaction reminded her that someone hadn't eaten today.

They need to eat.

Who?

Who needs to eat?

If it weren't for Yu Xiaoxiao being beside him and not worrying her, Ji Qingzhou would have been unable to conceal his inner irritation and frustration from not being able to find the answer...

uncomfortable.

"Then let's take a break."

Yu Xiaoxiao controlled Yun Meng to fall asleep and land on the flat ground on the top of the mountain, where she laid a tablecloth for the two of them.

Ji Qingzhou temporarily suppressed his discomfort and doubts, took out the kitchen utensils, and asked, "What would you like to eat, Senior Sister?"

"I?"

Yu Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, "Barbecue."

She smiled and said, "When I was at the front, I either didn't eat or took fasting pills. If I really had nothing to eat and wanted to eat something, the front only provided white steamed buns. Every time I ate those bland steamed buns, I would always think of the red willow skewered meat barbecue you made. The taste was really tempting, but it was particularly tormenting when I couldn't have it..."

"Snapped."

Before Yu Xiao finished his joke, the knife in Ji Qingzhou's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Little junior sister?"

Yu Xiaoxiao was surprised. Her junior sister just now was...

Didn’t hold the kitchen knife firmly?

If it were someone else, it would be fine, but Ji Qingzhou is a sword cultivator.

Sword cultivators have the steadiest hands, so how could they not be able to hold a kitchen knife?

No matter how slow she was, Yu Xiaoxiao could sense that something was wrong.

Ji Qingzhou came back to her senses. She pressed her brows, but she couldn't suppress the emotions that surged out of her heart and almost drowned her.

“Mantou… Mantou…”

A distant voice seemed to sound in Ji Qingzhou’s blank mind.

"Steamed bun?!"

"I should have used my mouth! I should have caught it with my mouth!"

"There are crumbs on the ground! I lick it, I lick it, I lick it—"

Ji Qingzhou gasped, raised his head, and looked at Yu Xiaoxiao with a look of surprise and doubt.

"Senior Sister..."

She hesitated and said, "Are you... so hungry that you lick the buns that fell on the ground?"

Yu Xiaoxiao: “?”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yu Xiaoxiao just felt that this was incomprehensible. "I have been fasting for a long time. I usually take fasting pills. Even if I miss the food you cook and eat some steamed buns when I have nothing to do, I won't be so poor as to lick the ground..."

What kind of image does she have in the mind of her junior sister?

Even if she is a senior sister without dignity, she shouldn't be so miserable as to lie on the ground licking steamed buns!

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrongly."

Ji Qingzhou shook his head, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground, washed it with water, and began to prepare the vegetables and get ready for the barbecue.

Being interrupted by her, Yu Xiaoxiao forgot to ask her what was wrong. She just wondered: "When did you know the man who licked the buns on the ground? Did you meet a mortal in a miserable situation when you went down the mountain to train?"

Ji Qingzhou is always haunted by inner demons, so Taoist Bai Wei would not take her to the front lines where the spiritual energy is disordered and demonic energy is rampant, so as to prevent her from encountering any accidents.

In order to gain experience, Ji Qingzhou often went down the mountain. She came from the mortal world and went back to it. She was the one who dealt with the most mortals among the few.

Ji Qingzhou had many feelings about all living things.

Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't imagine that a cultivator would lick the buns on the ground, so she naturally thought he was a mortal.

Ji Qingzhou paused while cutting the meat.

There seemed to be a voice in my heart refuting the senior sister——

No, that guy is not mortal.

But when asked to explain who licked the bun, she couldn't remember anything.

Finally, Ji Qingzhou pretended to be casual and said, "Maybe."

She left behind an ambiguous remark and continued to prepare the barbecue.

Yu Xiaoxiao helped her peel red willow branches and skewered the meat and vegetables on them.

Ji Qingzhou lit the charcoal fire and started grilling the skewers.

After a while, the skewers began to sizzle.

Ji Qingzhou took out the secret seasoning and sprinkled it on the skewers.

The air smells of spicy spices.

Yu Xiaoxiao twitched her nose and said with emotion: "Junior Sister, I have to say, your seasoning tastes good with anything."

Ji Qingzhou heard this and subconsciously asked, "Does it taste good when dipped in tree branches?"

After saying that, she was stunned for a moment.

This...sounds so familiar.

Yu Xiaoxiao laughed out loud: "Yes, the branches are delicious too! I haven't eaten your barbecue for a long time. I'm so greedy. Maybe I will really take a bite of the branches later."

She laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and didn't notice at all that Ji Qingzhou was silently tightening his grip on the red willow branch.

The deep red charcoal reflected in her eyes, illuminating the emotions surging deep within them.

But when Yu Xiaoxiao stopped laughing and talked to Ji Qingzhou, there was nothing unusual on her face.

The skewers were grilled quickly.

Yu Xiaoxiao was about to take it, but saw Ji Qingzhou divide the grilled skewers into half.

She was stunned, thinking that Ji Qingzhou was going to share the meal, so she went to get the other half.

Blowing away the hot air, Yu Xiaoxiao bit off a piece of pork belly that was three parts fat and seven parts lean. The fat had been completely roasted to release the oil, and it was crispy and charred.

With the spicy seasoning, Yu Xiaoxiao's appetite was aroused. She finished the skewer of meat in just a few bites and exclaimed, "It's so delicious!"

On the side, Ji Qingzhou, who was holding half of the skewer, was not dividing it into plates.

She was simply holding the skewers.

Ji Qingzhou didn't know why he took half of the kebab spontaneously.

It seems like muscle memory, body instinct.

She wanted to pick up the skewers and do something.

But after she picked up the skewers, she looked around in confusion, not knowing what she could do.

why?

Why am I so weird?

In fact, in her memory, there was nothing unusual during these days.

The only abnormality was the "ding dong" sound that occasionally rang in my mind.

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