The thing about my pen fairy friend

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Thank you for a good night's sleep.

He had a dream, a dream in which the first half was extremely silent, a voice appeared in the middle, and in the end it was filled with tenderness and laughter.

[From now on, you will be thanking me, don't thank you. 】

[What are you afraid of, whoever bullies you, just hit back, the sky is falling, you can be a teacher. 】

[Thanks to our family for being one year older again. 】

[Thank you, run slowly, I can't keep up with the teacher. 】

His name is Mo Xie.

Thank you so much.

He has a master, senior brothers and sisters, and a close friend.

A thick white mist rose in the dream, as if Mo Xie would fly away in the next second.

But ascension is impossible, he hasn't lived enough in the good world, he hasn't seen what his best friend looks like, how could he ascend?

With such realistic thoughts, Mo Xie naturally woke up from the dream, with an inconspicuous redness in the corners of his eyes, and his spirit was unprecedentedly relaxed.

then.

Mo Xie, whose emotions seemed to be left in the dream in the last second, was completely awake the next second.

As for why.

No reason.

Because the house is also surrounded by clouds and mist now—different from the dream, this cloud and mist is black, and it also has a bit of food paste that is basically hopeless.

".."

"On, on fire?!"

Mo Xie's mind was completely empty, he jumped up from the bed and rushed out, and then followed the smell and immediately found the source——

".."

"Friend, what are you doing?!"

Mo Xie was shocked to see that the black and large sleeves were gathered up, and he even put on the kitten apron he usually wears when cooking, holding a plate of nothing that can't be seen at all. Knowing that it is a black unknown object, it seems to be researching whether it tastes good or not. I feel that I am either dreaming or still dreaming.

What are you doing, dear friend?What about tearing down the house? !Has he finally shown his true form? !

#something strange mixed in#

"Are you awake? Can't you tell? Ben Bixian is cooking."

Fu Shi calmly put the unknown object in his hand on the counter, "Usually it's you who cooks, isn't it good for me to cook by myself once in a while? You woke up just right. There seems to be some problem with the quality of the eggs bought in Tiantian, and the scrambled eggs are black."

Mo thank you: ".."

Mo Xie really wanted to reach out his paw and touched Fu Shi's forehead, my dear friend, is this burnt out?He now knows that he is cooking. If people who don't know see it, this is the scene of a classic legal channel murder.

Mo Xie couldn't laugh or cry looking at the kitchen that has basically become a disaster scene: oil splashes can be seen everywhere, the pot that has been turned off but is still emitting black smoke, and the strange black unknown sticky on the spatula. object..

There is also a problem with the quality of the eggs, dear friend, please be more sober!You're a kitchen killer, okay? !Don't just give the pot to the eggs casually, okay? !

Mo Xie hurriedly opened the windows of the kitchen and the range hood to dissipate the smoky burnt smell in the room, and then looked calm as if he was still researching whether the things he made could work or not. After eating so much, he couldn't hold back his laughter in the end.

Fu Shi: "?"

What are you laughing at?

"How should I put it, some people probably don't match up with some places naturally." Mo Xiexie signaled Fushi to put down the plate, pulled him to the sink to wash his hands, squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Why did you remember to cook? "

".."

"You are very busy every day, and I am not a pen fairy who doesn't care about the five grains and does not work hard. There is nothing to make a fuss about cooking a meal by yourself."

Fu Shi replied so calmly.

In fact, Fu Shi watched the dog blood TV series all night. There was a passage in which the protagonists lived under the same roof. One day, a fierce conflict suddenly broke out. The reason was that one of them was busy with work every day. I have to cook for my roommate, and the other is that the typical soy sauce bottle won't help it when it's poured..

For some reason, Fu Shi thought of Tao Tie's words again, that the frog was a dead sheep.

Taotie, you really talk too much, you should be imprisoned by Yang Erlang for 800 years.

#味哥 What did I do wrong again? #

.. But in the end, he formed a team with Mo Xie and became a teammate. It is not a problem to do something within his ability, and he is not so unreasonable.

So Fu Shi thought for a while, went into the room and looked at Mo Xie, who was not sober at all, and then looked at the sky that had already turned pale, and thought of making breakfast by himself when Mo Xie woke up. It can be eaten directly after washing.

Float is such a beautiful thought.

But the reality gave Fu Shi a heavy blow, tell him to wake up, you can't cook at all, you have never touched a spatula since you were born, what is the confidence that you are the Stove Lord now? Who gave it to you, Demon Ancestor Rahu?

Fu Shi scrapped a whole box of 36 eggs, but none of the final products were successful.

".."

Some people don't look like family members in the dragon robe.

And some people, even if they roll up their sleeves and put on an apron, they still don't look like a little cook who can spin around in the kitchen.

For example, float.

He is the kind of person who is born and should be, even if he doesn't know his true origin, he can still see it. He belongs to the existence of standing in the clouds and giving orders, and occasionally looking down to see the existence of the world when he is interested.

Instead of being so clumsy in this small kitchen, even a small egg can bully his kitchen killer.

Mo Xie looked at Fu Shi, who seemed to be the same as usual, but in fact, his smile was at least 0.5 milder than usual. He guessed that the other party might be a little annoyed.

But this close friend of my family is a big tsundere, it is impossible to say it, absolutely impossible.

.. But why, are you so happy?

It's like the feeling of stealing my master's honey jar before, and being sweetened when I swallowed it.

Mo thank you: "My dear friend, this is your first time cooking, right? It's already very good. When I cooked for the first time, I directly burned our sect's kitchen, and our entire sect ate it for a whole week. takeaway-"

Float: ".."

Fu Shi hummed reservedly.

Oh, it turned out that it was not the problem of the ingredients, but the problem of the first time.

"It's not okay to challenge cooking when you come up, dear friend, you have to do it step by step." Mo Xie took out another apron with a puppy head from the cabinet, put it on himself, and said with a smile: "The so-called you and I match I'm not tired from work, I'm in charge of frying, how about you washing and chopping vegetables for me?"

"Let's come together, take your time, and one day you will become a better chef than me."

Float: ".."

Fu Shi hummed again reservedly.

Okay, what the kid Juanjuan said is right, if you don’t have a solid foundation, you can’t do it. Even Zhao Ji, the Zaojun Commander, is honing his knife skills a little bit, and he keeps polishing his cooking skills on weekdays. Cook for the villagers.

Mo Xie is very good at smoothing Mao Mao, and Mao Mao, who does not exist in Fu Shi, is very comfortable being smoothed by him.

then.

The Vanishing Group started to tidy up the terrible kitchen that was only a little away from the crime scene with red liquid.

"By the way, how did I come back yesterday? Why don't I have any memory?"

After fully regaining consciousness, the brain that was shaken by Fu Shi's cooking and running away from home naturally came back, thank you so much for remembering the important point.

"I brought you back." Fu Shi also asked, "Didn't you say you were going to buy oranges yesterday, but why did you collapse on the side of the road? Do you remember what happened before you fainted?"

"I fell on the side of the road?"

Mo Xie raised his head and thought carefully, "I remember I ran to buy oranges, and then I squatted there to pick oranges. Someone patted my shoulder, and I turned around..Huh? How did it break from here?"

.. As expected, I don’t know.

Fu Shi knew it in his heart, but he said: "Maybe you are too tired, you have been too energetic these two days."

Except for the accident on the first day, they never stopped in the next two days. Basically, they left their footprints in every corner of the ghost market, either shopping or walking forward bravely on the way.

".."

"I used to go to the ghost market by myself. This is the first time that I have my best friend with you. I am really dizzy with joy." Mo Xie scratched his face and said with some embarrassment.

Fu Shi smiled and said nothing.

"By the way, where did you put the things we bought yesterday? Some of the food inside needs to be kept in the refrigerator to keep fresh." Mo Xie looked at the curve of Fu Shi's mouth that seemed to be teasing him, and quickly changed the subject, smiling. : "There are some ginseng whiskers in it, it's best to soak it in water."

..what did you buy yesterday?

Float: ".."

Fu Shi finally remembered what he hadn't thought of last night.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"It's so early, who's the duck?" Mo Xie ran to open the door.

"Thank you, I really appreciate you."

The person who came was Mo Daoxiu who had been forgotten by Fu Shi for a whole night. At this time, he resentfully stuffed a string of bags to Mo Xie, and then resentfully glanced at Fu who was standing behind Mo Xie with the word calm written all over his body. Shi, "You have thoroughly learned from Xie Xie."

Mo thank you: ".."

Mo thank you: "??"

What's wrong with you in the early morning!

Fu Shi didn't speak.

He had indeed completely forgotten about it, and seeing that Mo Daoxiu still had the aura of the ghost capital all over his body, he should have really sat there for a whole night.

Human race, is there such an honest one?

#Strange questions soared#

Fu Shi thought for a while, took out something from his sleeve, and threw it to Mo Daoxiu.

Mo Daoxiu: "..?"

"Take it with you, it's good for your practice." Fu Shi said lightly.

Mo Daoxiu: ".."

Mo Daoxiu tasted it, and looked at his face (?) again. He didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He knew that this person was high-spirited, and he couldn't say sorry or something. This was also a tactful expression of his I forgot about him yesterday.

Mo Daoxiu was actually not angry, the Nether Ghost had an accident yesterday, Fu Shi and Xie Xie just left and forgot to tell him, but he was relieved.

After all, thanks to that physique, if he rushed to the scene of the accident, he didn't know what mutation would happen.

"Thank you." Mo Daoxiu put away the little thing that Fu Shi threw to him, and said instead: "By the way, thank you for not going to the underworld recently, something happened near the ghost market yesterday, and the whole underworld is now disturbed." In self-examination, don't run into this muzzle."

Mo Xie: "Huh?"

"Ah what, it's a good thing that Fu Shi is watching you now, otherwise I must find an iron chain to tie you up, brother." Mo Daoxiu said very coldly, "I don't have time to chat with you, I still have a bunch of things to do.”

"When I'm free later, Fu Shi, you and Xie Xie come to my place together, I'll cook for you—"

After Mo Daoxiu finished speaking, he turned his head and left. He was really busy. He not only ate public meals, but also ate meals from the Heavenly Masters League and the Underworld. He was a model wherever there was a rice bowl.

So since we ate, we had to work, which was fair.

".."

"What's wrong with him in the morning?" Mo Xie looked at Mo Daoxiu who had disappeared speechlessly, "An accident happened in the ghost market yesterday? Do you know, dear friend?"

Fu Shi thought for a while, and said seriously: "I don't know, nothing happened when I took you away."

#I didn’t realize that I was the culpritのbixian appeared greatly#

"Oh, let's go back and ask about it."

Mo Xie didn't take it to heart, after all, he was already greatly impacted this morning, and the news Mo Daoxiu brought was far less shocking than his dear best friend cooking himself.

#All by comparison#

#Contrast the miracle#

When Fu Shi and Mo Xie finished their breakfast together, and Mo Xie stretched his waist and wondered if he would continue to do the task today, he received a call.

then.

Mo Xie, who was beaming at first, had a serious expression after hanging up the phone.

Fu Shi: "What's wrong?"

"Do you still remember when we first met, my silly dog ​​friend said he went to the grave?" Mo Xie asked solemnly.

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Good night--