Siheyuan: Incredible understanding and superb cooking skills

The traveler said, "I remember a few days ago my companion transported a group of Taoists to the mountains. I wonder if the people in this car full of people will come down the mountain today. It is said that there is nothing interesting there, and there are even some ghost legends."

Chu Yao suspected that the purpose of this group of Taoist priests' trip was to find some mysterious creatures or rare treasures. She pretended to be a curious child and asked the travelers a lot of information, but the response she got was just some fragmented stories; after a few words, the middle-aged man seemed to be immersed in the waves of memories, praising his brilliant achievements.

Seeing that this person was ignorant and shallow, and not wanting to bother with him any more, Chu Yao closed her eyes to rest, and immersed her soul in the silence.

It was almost noon when the bus stopped at the edge of a wide bridge. The traveler said, "Cross this bridge and walk about 500 meters to our destination - Ancun."

After the resignation, Chu Yao got off the bus and found that the bridge did not look old. Probably because it was renovated in the past few years, the bridge is about a hundred feet long and only three feet wide. Although the structure is solid and reliable, looking down from a high place, the deep abyss under the bridge still makes many people jump with fear and their breathing speeds up.

Tu Xiao suffers from a slight fear of heights. When she saw the bridge, her legs became weak and her face turned pale. She had little desire to even approach the bridge, let alone step over it.

"Yaoyao, I feel a little guilty." Her appearance was pitiful.

Chu Yao smiled and said, "If you're worried, I can just carry you across the bridge." She was very agile, and even carrying a weight of three hundred stones was as easy as standing on the ground for her.

After his complexion recovered a little, Tu Xiao smiled weakly and said, "I don't think I will cause you any inconvenience. I slapped myself in the face before I even reached the village entrance."

Chu Yao gently comforted him: "How could I possibly bring you trouble? Do you know how important you are in my life and how many people are proud of me?" It seemed that the world was shining brightly under her existence. **

However, at this moment, the "Swallow Branch, the sword hidden at the waist", flickered with light and transformed into the posture of a handsome young man, saying simply and powerfully: "I will go, I am very strong and can carry her over."**

Tu Xiao looked slightly dissatisfied and said defensively, "The muscles on your men's bodies are too hard. It will be very uncomfortable if you lean against each other."

There was no obvious change in Yanzhi's expression, she just looked a little silly, "I can become a woman."**

"Can it really transform into a woman?" Chu Yao almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea. Originally, it was thought that Yanzhi's soul had a specific gender since birth, just like the powerful artifact of the daughter in their family.

Yan Zhi seemed to sense Chu Yao's suspicious gaze, "Is it because I prefer ladies? That's why I rejected your invitation to go with you? Next time I'll try to put myself in your shoes."

Chu Yao saw the look in her friend's eyes - a kind of unspoken but extremely clear reproach, and she felt that her reputation had been seriously damaged. **

"No, please be wrong." She admitted that her sexual orientation is no different from that of ordinary people! She has never had the habit of placing her pet beside her to warm herself! **

"Haha, then only I can do it!" Qian Jin laughed loudly, her voice floating in the silent air, responding to this discussion. **

Faced with an unsolvable problem, Yanzhi pondered, "Neither men nor women are suitable... Then there must be transsexuals. What exactly are transsexuals like?" For Yanzhi, this question may be much more difficult than learning mathematics. After all, people have common ways, but also countless strange appearances.

Chu Yao wiped the sweat from her forehead. In the future, it would be a wise decision not to read any strange content when facing Yan Zhi - thinking back to the beginning, this strange friend was so naive and so easy to be deceived.

With the original intention of not wanting to be talked about, she resolutely brought the conversation back to the original track, "Anyway, I will carry Mo Yun over."

Hearing this, Liu Lu instantly transformed into Mo Yu's appearance.

Mo Yu: “…”

In the blink of an eye, Liu Lu was thinking: How much does Mo Yun want to be hugged like a princess? Is he deeply in love with Mo Yun? If not, why did he jump out because of Mo Yun's fear of heights? As his master, he should have maintained the harmony between the two, but he seemed to be a little bit rebellious. When examining this pair, I always feel that the energy is not right.

So she said clearly: "Forget it, don't change into someone else's appearance casually, what if you are spied on and photographed?" Seeing Mo Yu return to his own form and lower his head in disappointment, Mo Yu, who was a level 10 animal trainer, gave a compliment, "I think you don't need to change into someone else, your current appearance is very beautiful, I am very happy."

Mo Yu's ears stood up again, and his whole state returned to the time when the sun was shining brightly.

Mo Yun said stiffly, "Well, which appearance do you prefer?"

Mo Yu: “…” This is a difficult question that must be answered, absolutely.

Some people may think that she was too naive to surrender so rashly. In her original faction, she had accumulated rich experience in dealing with complex situations.

She said decisively: "I love the beauty of a thousand gold coins the most, and the things on the cat's pillow are the treasures of the world!"

Very good, a perfect answer. The "daughter" in my body was so excited that she gave it a thumbs up.

**

Since Mo Yun didn't want Liu Lu to hold him, she ended up carrying him across. The journey across the bridge felt ten times more difficult than the battle.

It turns out that bridges are the source of all **!

After walking for a while, we finally saw a peaceful village. The old houses were interspersed with unkempt grass, and the village looked desolate overall.

Looking around, I didn't see the group of puppets that were often heard in the rumors.

She placed the sword at her side and led Mo Yun towards the village. However, ten minutes later, the sound of people talking could be heard, and there was more than one person.

Liu Lu raised her eyebrows, thinking of the previous incident when the driver stopped a group of Taoists from coming, and she began to speculate about this.

"Grandma Wang! The puppets in your hands are really harmful and useless. It is better to burn them to prevent future troubles."

"Indeed, if they remain by my side, they may turn against my master one day."

"I heard that Boss Zhao proposed to provide you with a house in the city for you to live in and take good care of you in your old age. Such kindness is rare nowadays."

Several people who looked like Taoist priests were patiently persuading a white-haired old lady.

The old woman held a large brush in her hand and stared at the group of people with ferocious eyes, like a hen guarding her eggs, not wanting to let them get close. In the house behind her, a room full of wooden puppets could be vaguely seen.

The craftsmanship may be crude, but the puppet's structure shows the craftsman's care, and the details are handled very well. Liu Lu found that the puppet on the left had a chubby face, a mole at the corner of the mouth, and a light pink bow-tied hair accessory.

Her eyes sparkled with insight, and she recognized that this puppet was closely related to Grandma Lu's only granddaughter, Xu Chun. The hidden identity behind it was about to be revealed.

She stared at the group of mechanical puppets. Their originally rigid faces seemed to have come to life, as if they contained human emotional fluctuations.

In her heart, Qian Jin asked in surprise: "Su Su, I didn't expect that this mechanical puppet really has a soul."

Qin Su also observed it carefully and nodded in agreement. Such rumors are indeed both true and false. Judging from the energy color of the soul, although it is weird, it has not brought serious consequences. It seems that these puppets can only cause panic and have never harmed anyone. She was a little surprised by this. The energy of this land is obviously more abundant than expected. It can be called a natural Feng Shui treasure land.

The loving old lady standing in the field was clearly trying to protect her so-called granddaughter. The broom in her hand shook and roared, as if to intimidate anyone who tried to get close.

Xu Chun once said that her grandmother, who became speechless when she spoke too much, had slurred speech ever since she had a high fever when she was a child.

The Taoist priest was obviously quite polite to the elderly elder. He hurriedly dodged the flying broom in his hand and lost the usual Taoist detached attitude.

In the chaos, the old lady who was busy chasing the Taoist priest out accidentally led a young Taoist priest into the inner hall. The young Taoist priest showed the edge of the lighter, as if intending to burn these spiritual dolls. The bodies of the puppets were made of firewood and dry straw. Once the flames ignited, all the puppets in the room would be reduced to ashes. Not only the puppets were in danger, but the entire wooden house would also be destroyed.

Because of the entanglement of Xu Chun's wronged ghost, Qin Su instinctively tended to help the old lady, and seeing this situation, she couldn't help but frown. A sword energy shot out like an arrow, piercing through the void and hitting the little Taoist priest.

The young Taoist felt a force as sharp as a sword piercing his arm. The pain made his brain dizzy and he howled in pain. The lighter slipped to the floor and seemed to collapse along with his will. A puppet smile appeared in his eyes, jumping with sarcasm on his horrified expression.

The other Taoists did not witness all this happening. They only knew that their disciples were wailing in pain with their hands covered. They mistakenly judged this power to be the actions of an evil spirit attached to the puppet.

"How dare you, evil ghosts, hurt living beings!"

The emotionally excited Taoist priest quickly took out a talisman paper, trying to summon a force of thunder.

Suddenly, a thunderstorm broke out in the clear sky, and lightning streaked across the sky. The sound of lightning and thunder was deafening, and the people present looked up in horror at the impending disaster.

At this moment, Grandma Lu trembled, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she was eager to rush into the situation.

Qin Su raised her hand lightly, and the thunder that was originally about to smash the house changed direction, narrowly brushing against the tall feet that summoned Lei Ming, but failed to hurt it at all. Instead, it directly smashed a wide crack. The whole scene was as silent as death, with a solemn silence.

Then, she unconsciously rubbed her temples - the effort to surpass her current realm was clearly too difficult.

She said calmly, "Now that everyone has calmed down, why not have a gentle conversation? Frequent conflicts like this are not conducive to solving any problems."