In the classroom, the children were in an uproar as they watched the teacher take Meimei away.
There are barriers at the entrance during class time, so you can't leave.
They were locked inside, forced to press themselves against the door, gazing longingly at the kitchen.
Potato Rice: "Last time, when Master took Xiao Jia away, Xiao Jia formed a demon core. Could it be that he wants Mei Mei to form a demon core this time too...?"
"No, Meimei is so weak, she doesn't even dare to touch water..." After saying that, Shanshan thought for a moment and then became worried, "Could it be that she wants to try it?"
Xiao Ding: "Woof woof!" Why are we going to the kitchen? Is the teacher going to eat Mei Mei up?
The children glanced at Xiao Ding, then suddenly looked at Mei Mei in horror.
Hoshino: "This is barely enough to fill a tooth gap~ If it were me, I'd choose to eat Xiao Ding! Dog meat hot pot!"
"Woof woof woof!"
Shanshan: "Stop fighting! Hurry up and practice your kung fu!"
...
In the kitchen.
Various utensils emitted smoke, and the aromas were mixed together.
Crystal is also a type of mineral, and it just so happens that it was found in the cave of the great fairy last time.
Zhao Xi wanted to get a few pieces, so she asked Tu Xiaoxiantong to make transparent test tubes and beakers. She boiled this and that for a while, and then mixed them together.
She plans to make an aromatherapy diffuser.
It doesn't have to be a candle; even steaming vinegar in a pot will work, as long as the vinegar is effective.
Although Lin Che said that when demon beasts undergo inner demon trials, others can't help them, he still encouraged the children to visit Xiao Jia more often and talk to him.
He might hear other people's calls during the gaps in his dreams, and the abundant spiritual energy in the room can also help him maintain his state.
Zhao Xi then remembered that when she went for psychological counseling, the aromatherapy made her feel relaxed.
The trials of inner demons are similar to dreams, and may involve facing numerous memories of the past.
If the food she makes can be imbued with spiritual energy, then perhaps the aromatherapy she makes will also be useful.
Even if it can't increase spiritual energy, it might improve one's mood and help them get out of the nightmare sooner.
Fortunately, Zhao Xi wanted to learn molecular gastronomy and had taught herself a lot of chemistry; otherwise, she would probably be in a complete mess by now.
Based on intuition, they also created more than a dozen different fragrances.
She sealed them one by one in beakers, and after they cooled down, she took them all out for everyone to smell.
Footsteps sounded at the door.
Zhao Xi took a moment to look back.
Lin Che stood there, resting his chin on his hand, examining the beakers and flasks in her kitchen.
Zhao Xi wondered, "What brings you here?"
Lin Che: "I'm in trouble."
Zhao Xi, curious, couldn't help but tease, "Even the Master can have trouble?"
Lin Che took the still-frightened Mei Mei out of his sleeve. "This little girl has ink stuck to her body. I suppose you deal with grease for a long time, so perhaps you have a way to clean it off."
It's ink?
Actually, Zhao Xi had already discovered this before.
Meimei is very small and likes to eat fish. Her beak, wings, tail, and head are all different from Shanshan's.
Shan Shan is a pure and innocent crow spirit, but Mei Mei is like a hybrid of a crow and a kingfisher.
No, to be precise, apart from being black, she didn't resemble a crow at all; she was a kingfisher.
Monsters cannot live together; there is a food chain among them.
When they're awake, they know how to control themselves, but what if one of them sleepwalks at night and eats up their bedmate? That would be terrifying!
Therefore, the zoo has always had a habit of having its residents live separately.
Previously, each race had its own cage, with occasional mixes of harmless races. Now, each person has their own room.
Ever since Feng Xiaoxiantong rebuilt their dormitories, the kids have been taking showers separately.
Even with the help of the little fairy boy, Zhao Xi thought it was impossible to help wash every single baby.
Moreover, the birds only need to jump into the basin and they will peck at their feathers and splash around in the water.
Feathers should have oil on them, so they can be washed clean with a rinsing.
Zhao Xi never suspected that the color of Mei Mei's feathers was actually dyed.
But since she came to the animal park, she has never given Meimei a bath.
She put down the beaker in her hand, took some of the dish soap she had made herself, picked up a small soft brush made of rabbit hair, found a small stool and sat in the sunlight, carefully grooming her wings.
This is indeed some kind of oil.
I gently scrubbed it with dish soap until the color faded, then rinsed it in water, and the whole basin of water turned black.
This process took a long time, and Lin Che couldn't wait any longer, so he went back to the classroom to check on the children's training progress.
After a while.
After recovering from the stress, Meimei looked down at her beautiful feathers, which were gradually returning to their normal color, and felt like crying.
The blue has a hint of green, and the color on the feathers gradually changes.
When the sunlight shone on her, she looked as beautiful as a little fairy from a mountain stream.
"Eek..."
"Why did you make yourself all black?" Zhao Xi gently touched her head with his soapy fingers.
After washing away the grease, she replaced the soap with a gentler one and soaked Meimei in it.
The kingfisher's color is particularly rare; this bluish-green hue is seldom seen in nature.
Zhao Xi immediately thought of the kingfisher feather hairpin that Lin Che had given her that day.
It turns out he had a hidden meaning in his words.
What the heck is "chance encounter"?
Can't you just say what you need to say directly?
Zhao Xi thought that since even the animal park was willing to be managed for free, she would certainly be happy to help this little kingfisher.
Moreover, Mao Qiu'er was the one who attacked Xiao Jia and killed the panda.
"Are you worried I'll turn you into kingfisher feathers? Don't worry, I won't do that, and I won't pick up your fallen feathers. Even if I were to make a feather duster, I could use a Vermilion Bird feather; I have so many Vermilion Bird feathers piled up that I can't even use them all."
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