Feng shui master is not good to be gl

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Xiao Jiu wants to eat too.Smelling the scent, Xiao Jiu, who was already sleeping in his pocket, quickly got out, ran to the table, hugged a little bunny bigger than his own head by the plate, and started to chew.

The paper figurines don't need to eat, but there are always one or two delicious ones, so Qing Yi gave Xiao Jiu a sense of smell to enjoy the food.

Qingyi and the little paper figurines couldn't help laughing.

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Qingyi promised to make delicious talismans for the land god, so naturally she would not break her promise.

In the early morning of the next day, Qing Yi brought Xiao Si Xiao Wu, who had a relatively sensitive sense of smell, out to collect materials for making eating talismans.

I have a lot of basic ink and cinnabar at home, but eating a special talisman paper requires adding a spice with a unique fragrance to the cinnabar of the talisman, so that the smell can spread throughout the talisman paper.

Qing Yi also made a few when she first practiced and experimented, because such materials are very difficult to find.In addition, this kind of talisman paper is useless, the dead will not eat it, and the living will have no effect, so she has never made it again.If the land god didn't want it, she would have almost forgotten about it.

Little four and little five, do you still remember the 'eating charm' I made with the materials you picked up? Now that Grandpa Land wants it, you try to help me find it again.Qing Yi took Little Four and Little Five to the back mountain, where her master had planted many things before.

Seeing the flowers and plants that were as high as her calf, Qingyi regretted agreeing too quickly.

Know.The paper figurines Xiaosi Xiaowu have very strong memories, and they can almost search for previous memories just by talking.

The three of them divided the work, and the two paper figurines, four and five, happily jumped off Qingyi's body, and then, like dwarves entering the kingdom of giants, they shuttled among the plants several times their height.

Qingyi carried the pannier on her back, and slowly started looking for it from the other side.

There is no record of that kind of material in books, so Qing Yi can only compare one by one based on the shapes in memory.Its taste is very unique, like the fragrance of lemon, but the water squeezed out of the leaves is sweet.

After searching for about two or three hours, Qingyi still couldn't find the one she wanted, but there were several pillars of plants of different shapes in the back basket.

Approaching noon, the sun has almost risen to the highest altitude.

Qingyi frowned and stopped, stretched out her hand, and found that the wind that should have been dry and hot had become a little humid.She put away the small shovel in her hand, Xiaosi Xiaowu, and went home.

After a while, Xiao Si and Xiao Wu ran over, their bodies were covered with mud, and half of them were not found, why did they go home?

Qingyi squatted down, stretched out her left hand, and the two little paper figurines climbed up one after another, and the wind picked up.

Xiaosi and Xiaowu looked at each other, both a little confused, but out of trust in Qingyi, the two of them didn't continue to ask, shaking their feet and bodies, shaking the mud.

Qingyi looked at the dirty palms and frowned slightly, next time maybe I can make a pair of shoes for you all.

The guilty Xiaosi and Xiaowu hurriedly hugged Qingyi's fingers.The next second, Qingyi moved her right hand, flicked, and a small tornado blew away the mud on her palm.

Let's go back.Qingyi also teased the two of them, after all, paper figurines are generally not dirty, unless there are some special circumstances.

Looking back at the lush back mountain, Qingyi sighed before leaving.

Shortly after he left, streams of smoke emerged from the ground one after another.

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Sure enough, as Qingyi said, the rain is coming.

The next second she returned to the house, the sun outside was blocked by dark clouds, and after a while, it began to rain cats and dogs one after another.

Have the clothes been put away? Qingyi put Xiaosi and Xiaowu down, and asked Xiaoliu who was lying on the book.

Xiao Qi is accepting it.Xiao Liu was immersed in the book, holding a handkerchief in his hand as if wiping tears, choked up, replied without looking back, and then turned to the next page.

The books are not thick, but they are much bigger than Xiaoliu.Qingyi walked over, what are you looking at?

An epic love story.As Xiao Liu said, he picked up the small handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Even if the little paper figurine has a certain sense of touch and smell, it is impossible for it to shed tears.

Qingyi turned over the cover, it said "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".

Why do you say that the two of you are so miserable? They love each other but can't be together, and in the end they were blown up by thunder, and they can't eat paper money in the future, which is too pitiful.Saying that, Xiao Liu wiped the corners of his eyes again.

Qingyi: The grave was blown up, no, the purpose of God’s blowing up the grave was to turn the two into butterflies and make them really be together.

It's a pity that Xiao Liu has been immersed in her own sad world, and can't listen to Qing Yi's words, as if she really saw the love story between Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo.

Rubbing Xiao Liu's head, Qingyi turned around and unloaded the basket, just in time to see Xiao Qi coming down with a huge clothes basket on his head, and couldn't help but say: Xiao Qi, next time keep an eye on Xiao Liu, don't let Xiao Liu see it again These messy things.