She traveled to the fantasy world and fought monsters

Liu Huo frowned, a hint of displeasure on his face, and snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense here, how could I recognize you as my sister!"

Mu Shuiqi didn't care and still smiled, as if she thought teasing Liu Huo was a very interesting thing.

So what if you are anxious? You can't hit or scold me, I'm not afraid of you. Mu Shuiqi was very proud.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened and a thin layer of fog filled the mountains and forests.

The surrounding trees appeared hazy in the mist, adding a sense of mystery to the atmosphere.

Mu Shuiqi's pace slowed down unconsciously. Although she was no longer as timid as before, the hazy night and fog still made her alert.

Liu Huo glanced at her and then slowed down his pace. He held the fish steadily in his hand, and his expression was surprisingly gentle.

"Follow me, don't get lost." He whispered, his voice echoing in the silent forest, less cold than before.

Mu Shuiqi's heart moved slightly, and she responded and followed him closely.

The two walked along the winding mountain road, occasionally hearing the roar of unknown wild beasts in the distance.

Mu Shuiqi subconsciously moved closer to Liu Huo, who slightly turned sideways, as if silently giving her protection.

Back at the tree house, he returned the fish to her, then went under the tree to collect dead branches and leaves for her to make a fire.

Mu Shuiqi didn't dare to say anything. It was rare for him to take the initiative to help with the work, and she was afraid that he would run away if she spoke.

After spending a few days together, she probably had a better idea of ​​his personality. He was so arrogant!

After she killed the fish, she prepared to fry it and then make fish soup.

Liu Huo suddenly asked her, "Are we still having fish soup tonight?"

"Well, what else do you want to eat?" She thought the fish soup was delicious.

"I don't want to eat." Liu Huo flatly refused.

"Was the fish soup I cooked yesterday not tasty? Wasn't the fish fresh?"

"It's okay..." Liu Huo looked indifferent.

Mu Shuiqi smiled. He looked like he probably thought it was delicious but was too embarrassed to say it. Tsundere.

She squatted down and prepared to build a fire.

After a while, a pile of dead branches began to burn fiercely.

The flames leaped, lighting up the kitchen and illuminating the faces of the two people.

Mu Shuiqi added oil and fried the fish, while naturally instructing Liu Huo to clean the purslane and gooseberry.

Liu Huo looked at her busy figure, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, including doubt, inquiry, and more of an indescribable emotion.

He finally took the vegetables to wash them honestly.

"I will verify what you said." Liu Huo broke the silence.

Mu Shuiqi raised her head, looked at him and said, "Every word I said is true. You will understand it sooner or later."

Then, she poured the cooked fish soup into the soup bowl, added more oil, and threw the washed vegetables into the wok to stir-fry.

After a while, the air was filled with the fragrance of wild vegetables.

Today's dinner is still eaten in the yard.

Although the food is simple, it has a unique flavor.

As usual, she made him a bowl of fish soup and asked him to sit down and taste it.

There were extra bowls and chopsticks for dinner today, so she no longer had to pick branches and leaves to make bowls and chopsticks.

He sat down cross-legged opposite her, silently picked up the fish soup and took a small sip.

Fry the fish first and then make the soup. The fish soup is indeed more fragrant than yesterday's.

Not bad, he pursed his lips in satisfaction.

But he didn't notice that Mu Shuiqi opposite him was staring at him.

"Haha, I told you I'm a good cook. You didn't even give me a compliment yesterday."

Liu Huo put down the bowl, his face full of black lines. "Okay, I've tasted it, you can eat it yourself."

"Hey, hey, hey, sit down and eat. I feel lonely without a dining partner. Please eat with me, I can talk to you." Mu Shuiqi couldn't help but act coquettishly.

The last sentence made it seem like he really needed someone to talk to him. Obviously, it was she who needed someone to talk to him!

But he didn't refuse her after all and sat down again.

"Try this purslane, it's delicious." She pointed to a dish in front of him.

He frowned. "It's as green as grass. What's so delicious about it?"

"Hey, aren't all vegetables green?"

“…” He picked up some purslane and tasted it.

The taste is unexpectedly refreshing. Although it is not as fresh and rich as fish, it has a unique rustic flavor.

Liu Huo nodded slightly, approving the dish. Seeing him like this, Mu Shuiqi smiled even brighter, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

After dinner, Liu Huo got up and prepared to leave.

Mu Shuiqi quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked, "Can you wash dishes and pots?"

Liu Huo lowered his head to look at her hand holding the corner of his clothes. Her eyes were as bright as stars and blinked. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't pass, I can't." Liu Huo gently broke free from her hand.

"I've already helped cook, and you've eaten the meal, so you should at least help a little. You can wash the pots and dishes." Mu Shuiqi blinked and continued to coax her.

She hates washing dishes the most.

When eating at Yunzhong Pavilion, Yi Yao was responsible for these tasks. But Yi Yao was not at Guiya Mountain. For the first time, I missed the days when Yi Yao was around.

Liu Huo gritted his teeth helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll wash it."

After saying that, he lifted up the entire dining table and carried it into the kitchen.

Mu Shuiqi was secretly happy. She returned to the tree house and lay on the simple bed, but she couldn't fall asleep.

The little moments of her time with Liu Huo kept emerging in her mind.

The change in relationship from the initial tit-for-tat to the current subtle one left her with mixed feelings.

Liu Huo in the kitchen was also quietly thinking about what Mu Shuiqi said about Goddess Yun Yao being her mother.

If he wants to know the truth, he may have to go find Linghua Yuhua.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Shuiqi gradually fell asleep.

In her dream, she saw the blurry figure of her mother, the goddess Yun Yao. The goddess looked at her tenderly but said nothing.

Mu Shuiqi wanted to get closer, but found that she couldn't reach him.

Suddenly, a slight noise came, and Mu Shuiqi woke up from her dream. She sat up and listened carefully. It turned out to be a night owl flying by.

She breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked outside the house. There was nothing but a crescent moon and dark woods.

The singing of birds and the chirping of insects, one after another, interweave into a beautiful natural sound.

She got out of bed, no longer feeling sleepy.

Walking into the yard and breathing the air from the deep mountains and forests, my body feels purified and relaxed.

The summer night breeze, mixed with the fragrance of grass, blew over, and her mind became clearer and clearer.

Look up at the moon.

A sense of loneliness suddenly arose in my heart.

At this time, Cui Mengmeng should have fallen asleep.

Bingyou and Yi Yao have also rested, right?

Chouchou is still sleeping. Will his body feel any pain?

It was only a few days since I left Yunzhong Pavilion, but it felt like a lifetime ago. It felt like a very long time had passed.

Does Bingyou think of her occasionally?

Will he miss her like she misses him now?

Guiya Mountain was once where my mother lived.

She is standing here now. Unfortunately, there is no mother here.

It would be great if both my father and mother were alive.

But life is always like that crescent moon, rarely perfect.

Perhaps she was too lost in thought and didn't notice Liu Huo was walking towards her.

Her back looked fragile and lonely in the moonlight, like a bubble that could burst at any time.

His tall body stood quietly behind her, and he suddenly felt an urge in his heart... to hug her.

He hated the feelings that occasionally popped up when he was with her.

Those emotions are like a hole in a canal, and water flows out uncontrollably from the hole.

He gradually couldn't hold himself back anymore and was about to lose control.

He began to get irritated again and said in a rough voice, "Mu Shuiqi, why are you standing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"