The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

In the evening, Guan Qingyue and Mo Zuolang returned to Hong Peilu's villa, and brought Ji Wuce and Suluya with them.

Jixiang and Mo Xingfeng harvested a lot of food and drinks.

Surya expressed sympathy and pity for the plight of Jixiang, Guan Qingyue and the two brothers Xingfengzuolang.

"…This incident tells us that when people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in their teeth!" Surya said while slamming the table as she sat opposite Jixiang.

Jixiang, who stewed a pot of soybean and pork trotter soup for herself, stuffed soybeans into her mouth and nodded her head. That's right, Jixiang was so unlucky!

"So, we bring you spiritual sustenance..." Suerya said mysteriously.

"...Spiritual sustenance?" Jixiang chewed the beans in his mouth and swallowed them quickly, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

A spiritual comfort? It looks so advanced. Could Surya and the others prepare something more comforting than food?

"Dang dang dang..." Suerya signaled Ji Wuce to take the things out of the space device.

This... isn't this the big golden Buddha made of lacquer and hemp that she just made not long ago...

Jixiang almost knocked over the pig's trotter soup and asked cautiously, "...Are you planning to start believing in Buddhism?"

This thing could easily be labeled a cult in the alliance if it's not handled properly...

Suerya looked at Jixiang speechlessly and said, "Why believe in Buddha? I, Suerya, only believe in myself!"

Only then did Jixiang continue to eat the pig's trotters with peace of mind.

"...Don't you like doing this? You hold a ceremony whenever something happens?" Surya was a little confused by Jixiang's indifference.

Jixiang ate without even raising his head. He didn't expect that Suerya was quite naive. She liked superstition, but she didn't have to do it forever. Moreover, superstition should be developed in many aspects. Flower growers always believed in whatever spirits they had and worshipped whatever they needed. They could be said to be very superstitious, but they could also be said to be not superstitious.

"...People should believe in science!" Jixiang said nonsense seriously.

When Ji Wuce came over, Jixiang was explaining the "Pantheon" to Surya. Jixiang's talk was nonsense and scared Surya.

"Haha!" Daya's scream interrupted Jixiang's science lecture.

Daya suddenly jumped down from Ji Wuce's head, twisted her small body skillfully in the air, and landed very solidly in front of the bowl of pig's trotter soup, with her head buried in the bowl.

Shi Shi Jixiang is shaping Kunpeng into a great god, "Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot..."

"Ahhh! I'm going to stew you!" Jixiang was furious! A pig only has four legs, and she relied on her status as a patient to share it with Mo Xingfeng. She only ate a few bites! She just fed the ducks like this!

“Gah…” Daya ate with relish.

"Jixiang, Jixiang, calm down!" Suerya and Ji Wuce hurriedly stopped the furious Jixiang.

I always feel that if I don't stop Jixiang, this little black-haired duck will definitely be covered in blood for thirty centimeters...

With the obstruction of Surya and Ji Wuce, Jixiang was bribed, and the black-haired duckling ate so much that its stomach swelled into a ball.

I hadn’t digested it all by the evening, and it was only because I acted pitiful that Jixiang didn’t throw me off the bed…

Everything was quiet. Jixiang, who had been having a headache all day and the pain had almost become a habit, tossed and turned for a long time before he finally fell asleep.

However, not long after falling asleep, Jixiang unconsciously entered the spiritual sea world.

A familiar fish head appeared in the vast spiritual sea. It was the Kunpeng in Jixiang's dream...

So, am I dreaming?

Looking at Kunpeng who was almost rolling around in the sea, Jixiang fell into deep silence...

"……Ya?"

"...Ga~" Kunpeng looked shy and buried himself in the water...

auspicious:"……"

Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? It's just a palm-sized black-haired duck, and it looks like she could crush its head with two fingers. And you told me that not only did your spirit body escape, but it also turned into a Kunpeng... This is a bit of a joke...

Jixiang immediately jumped into the sea and hugged Kunpeng, who was suspected to be Daya.

"Ga ga~" Kunpeng called out very happily...

After Jixiang confirmed it again and again, she suddenly began to feel lost. She felt that the setting of this sci-fi world was a bit confusing. She had to clear her mind...

So, Jixiang immediately left the spiritual sea. The black-haired duck lying on the bed was now only breathing weakly, and it felt like it would die soon...

After seeing the condition of the black-haired duck, Jixiang immediately returned to his spiritual sea. Seeing this, Kunpeng, who was suspected to be Daya, swam over happily.

Looking at Kunpeng who kept making “ga ga ga” sounds, Jixiang felt that she was hurt greatly. During the day, she and Suluya had praised Kunpeng to the skies and made him a mysterious, beautiful and majestic god... Was this the retribution for her slip of the tongue?

Jixiang felt that he had suffered great harm...

Kunpeng Daya looked at Jixiang who looked very shocked and was so angry that he started to stir up trouble in the sea.

"... You better be careful! This is my spiritual sea!" Jixiang was so angry that he slapped Kunpeng Daya on the head. You are trying to tear down the roof! An intruder is messing around in front of the owner...

Jixiang looked at Kunpeng Daya dangerously and said coldly: "...Tell me, what the hell are you and how did you get in?"

"Gaga! Gaga! Gaga!" Kunpeng Daya looked like she had encountered a heartless man. Her body began to grow larger, until it became so large that it treated Jixiang's spiritual sea as the size of a bathtub, and then she started to make a fuss...

auspicious:"……"

Jixiang looked at the spiritual energy that belonged to Daya, who was so gentle that she couldn't help being so angry...

"Fuck it, Daya, I'm warning you, Daya, if you keep making trouble like this I will take physical measures!" Jixiang said sternly but weakly.

"Ga gaga gaga!" Kunpeng Daya was unmoved.

Jixiang was forced into a corner and had to use his mental power to tie up Daya. Seeing Daya finally shrink like a dead fish, Jixiang finally realized that something was wrong...

There's something wrong with Daya's mental strength...

"Fuck! Daya, did you steal my mental power?" Jixiang's face was distorted beyond recognition.

When the truth was suddenly revealed, Daya immediately started pretending to be dead.

Your sister's black-haired duck, she looked like she was drained of her spiritual sea, something was wrong! It turns out that you are the culprit!