Alpaca [Transmigration Book]

Yiqiu suddenly felt a little regretful.

This wonderful Qixi Festival, with whom can she spend a good time together, but she wants to ask this bad bird with bamboo shoots to go out together!

I said that Zhinu and Niulang were not in love with each other, but today I said that Zhinu has low mana and is a fairy, not worthy of worship.

Yes, that's right, she admitted that there was nothing wrong with these words coming out of You Yan's mouth.

This bird girl has always been ignorant of love in the world, so she dismisses the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

And this Weaver Girl is indeed a fairy with low magic power, You Yan doesn't even look down on the Emperor of Heaven, how can she look down on a little Weaver Girl who can't even win the freedom of love?

It's just that she understands the truth, but she still can't help but feel that You Yan's behavior is very unpleasant.

Didn't I say, do as the Romans do.

This is the world, and the custom of the world is to worship Zhinu on July [-]th!

It won't matter if I pray!

Besides, even if you don't say goodbye, you can still go and have a look...

The more Yiqiu thought about it, the more he regretted it, the words "Forget it, let's go back" almost rushed from the bottom of his heart to his throat, but was suddenly pushed back by You Yan's words.

You Yan: "Forget it, if you are free, let's go and have a look, it seems to be quite lively."

Yi Qiu was surprised, before he had time to think about it, he saw You Yan turned and walked in front.

"Duplicity." Yi Qiu muttered in a low voice, one couldn't hold it back, the corners of his mouth began to rise wildly, but he was afraid that he would be too coaxed too obviously, and would be laughed at by the bird woman, so he quickly pressed his lips for a while, and then quickly step to catch up.

"You Yan, wait for me! Wait, wait for me..."

It's a big festival, and the Seventh Sister's chariot happens to be right in front of her, and the street is crowded with people. In order to catch up with You Yan, Yi Qiuxiang squeezed for a long time, her clothes were wrinkled, and then she squeezed back Beside You Yan.

It wasn't until he squeezed back to Youyan again that Yiqiu realized that the surroundings of Youyan were protected by an invisible and colorless spiritual power. Although the side was crowded with people, but within half a meter of Youyan, no one was close to him. No, and no one should be surprised.

"Is there a sound barrier here?" Yiqiu asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." You Yan replied.

Yiqiu nodded, frowned, lowered his head and straightened the messed up clothes.

Seeing this, You Yan frowned slightly, and with a light touch of fingertips in the air, the wrinkles on the dress were smoothed out.

"A high level of cultivation means that it is convenient to do anything." Yi Qiu muttered in a low voice.

"After returning to the Demon Realm, you can calm down and practice hard." You Yan said lightly.

Yiqiu thought for a while, looked up at Youyan, and asked curiously: "If you teach me, will I be able to become very powerful as long as I practice hard?"

"Think too much, you are born weak, no matter how hard you practice, you will be just a weak little demon in your whole life."

You Yan doesn't give Yi Qiu any face, "However, simple techniques like the one just now can still be learned."

"Oh..." Yi Qiu turned away and couldn't help sighing.

Sure enough, in this fantasy world view, the inherent racial disadvantage cannot be compensated by hard work.

An alpaca is an alpaca, and it will probably only spit in this life.

"I said, I will protect you." You Yan said, looked at Yi Qiu with lowered eyebrows, and said leisurely, "As long as you follow me well, even if you are weak and small, you can live in peace and stability."

When Yiqiu heard this, she couldn't help complaining from the bottom of her heart.

It started, You Yan started again.

This bird woman really never forgets to remind her little alpaca that you are too weak, and only by following me can you eat well, drink spicy food, and live a life without worries.

But then again, these are all true.She lived very comfortably beside You Yan. It would be even better if she could have a room of her own, a bed of her own, and no need to make a bed on the floor like she did in the Demon Realm.

Thinking like this, Yiqiu followed the chariot to Qijie Temple without realizing it.

The Qijie Temple was built on the outskirts of the mountains west of Moshui City. It is quite deserted on weekdays, but it is especially lively today.

Yiqiu hasn't gone out to feel the festive atmosphere on the street since she started working. It's the first time she's joined in such excitement in so many years. He took You Yan's hand and started to wander around with the crowd.

You Yan is obviously very unfamiliar with this kind of excitement, even though she is dragged by Yiqiu to run around, but the surrounding excitement seems to have nothing to do with her.

Yiqiu realized this while walking, felt helpless for a while, so she simply took Youyan to a place with less people, climbed to a high place to find a gazebo, and ate some Qiaoguo with her.

"You Yan, we are here for the holidays, can you be happier?"

"I'm not unhappy." You Yan replied.

"But I can't see that you are happy." Yi Qiu frowned.

"There are so many things you can't see." You Yan said, looking up at the extremely lively Qijie Temple at the foot of the mountain, "I'm very happy."

"Really?" Yiqiu obviously didn't believe it.

But You Yan only stretched out his hands to rub her hair carelessly, messed up the bangs on her forehead in two or three strokes, so that she had to slap You Yan's hand away, frowned slightly, and smoothed it with her hands. A few times.

In the end, she stood up and looked down the mountain. She suddenly felt her head was empty, so she just stood there and became dazed.

After an unknown amount of time, You Yan asked softly, "Why don't you pray?"

"Huh?" Yiqiu came back to his senses, turned around and sat on the pavilion chair, folded his arms and crossed his legs, and asked, "When you come to Qijie Temple on Qiqiao Festival, you are either praying for skillful skills or marriage. I am lazy I don’t want to make things by myself if I can buy them, and you don’t allow me to think about love and hate in the world, so what else should I pray for?”

She said, pursed her lips, and continued, "Besides, you are right. Wishes made to the gods in the sky may not necessarily be heard, and even if they are heard, they may not necessarily be fulfilled. I Worshiping them is better than worshiping Lord Mozun."

You Yan chuckled, and asked with great interest: "Then apart from marriage and marriage, what other wishes do you have?"

Yiqiu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Of course I hope everyone can be well."

"Everyone?"

"Well..." Yi Qiu nodded, "I hope that Jiang Yuyao and that little pig's hooves can successfully survive the calamity of this life, and return to Bihai with Chaoyun, and they will be safe and sound in the future, and don't cause trouble again .

I also hope that Jianli will be fine, as long as she is alive, Yuezhuo will not cause trouble in the world, and God Xunchi will be very happy..."

"What about yourself?"

"Me?" Yiqiu looked up at the clouds in the sky, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't want anything, just live a peaceful life, eat and drink every day, and don't have to run around anymore Toil is my goal in life.”

In fact, if I really want to say something about my wish, it is probably to go back to the original world.

However, when she thought of this incident recently, she felt a little bit of resistance in her heart.

She thought, this is most likely because Xianyu feels so comfortable in these little days of being next to Youyan, stretching out his clothes and opening his mouth.

If there is any other wish besides this.

Probably, I hope that one day, I and You Yan can open up to each other, so that we don't have to defend ourselves...

But she dared not say such a wish.

Hearing this, You Yan was noncommittal, and just followed Yi Qiu's gaze towards the sky.

When the sky was getting darker, Yi Qiu brought You Yan back to the city, and as night fell, they casually ate a bowl of wontons on the side of the street, and followed the crowds to the busiest places.

Yiqiu never imagined that once he could only watch the scene on TV, he could actually experience it himself.

In the past nights, there were not many people on the street, but tonight it was extraordinarily lively.

Buskers juggling on the street, beating gongs and drums loudly begging for rewards, and most of the shops on the street and many temporary stalls are consigned to sell artful things made in advance by women in the city.

Just like what Yiqiu said, they are not very expensive, but very delicate little objects.

She dragged You Yan and ran around in the crowd, wanting this one and that one for a moment, and unconsciously, her hands were full.

It's not easy to use spirit pouches among the crowd, and it's a bit troublesome to find a deserted place in such a busy street.

When his hands couldn't lift anything anymore, Yi Qiu frowned, and couldn't help but touch the You Inkstone next to him with his elbow.

You Yan glanced at her lightly: "What?"

Yiqiu said: "Come give me a hand, I can't lift it anymore!"

You Yan was silent for a moment, and there was obviously some reluctance on his face, but after all, he still shared something for this little girl.

"Hey, there are sugar figurines over there!" Yi Qiu tugged at You Yan's sleeve, raised his right hand full of things, and pointed to the sugar figurine stall in the distance, "Walk, walk, accompany me Go buy one!"

"childish……"

"Childish, I'm very naive!" Yi Qiu responded indifferently, dragged You Yan all the way to the sugar painter's booth, and stood in line for a long time.

After queuing for a long time, it finally arrived. The uncle who drew the sugar figurine raised his head and asked, "Girl, what do you want to draw?"

Yiqiu thought for a moment, subconsciously raised his eyes to look at You Yan, and suddenly frowned and smiled: "Hmm...can you draw me a bee with bird wings?"

As she spoke, she showed the side of Qin Yuan painted on her sachet to the stall owner, "That's it!"

The stall owner squinted his eyes, stepped forward to take a closer look, and replied with a smile: "I haven't really painted this before, but I can try it, girl, just wait."

You Yan couldn't help but frowned, but Yi Qiu ignored her at all.

When the sugar figurine is finished, Yi Qiu takes it, turns around and makes a face at You Yan.

"Boring." You Yan said, but unconsciously looked at the sugar figure in Yiqiu's hand.

"Although the painting doesn't look quite like it, I haven't seen it before." Yi Qiu said, glanced at You Yan, and handed the candy figurine to her mouth, "Hey, candy?"

"Don't eat..."

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it!" Yi Qiu said, took the sugar figurine back and bit off half of its head.

Yiqiu glanced at You Yan's expression, and felt a sense of revenge in his heart.