Sigh~
"Sigh~~~"
When Mingmei snapped out of her reverie about what Guigui had said, she instinctively raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had somehow slipped down her face. Then, a sigh reached her ears, and she realized that someone else next to her had also sighed like her.
"You... how come you're still here?"
Mingmei blinked, turned her head, and found that the whole room was now empty, with only Lu Xiaoyao by her side.
By this time, it was already late outside, and clearly half a day had passed without anyone noticing.
“I didn’t want to either, but you kept tugging at my sleeve while you were spacing out. Your mother asked me to stay here with you while she goes to investigate.”
"Ah..." Mingmei opened her mouth, not expecting herself to be so engrossed in listening to this. Lu Xiaoyao looked at Mingmei with a hint of inquiry in her eyes and asked cautiously, "Are you sick?"
Mingmei: "...?"
If you can't speak, please stop talking.
Mingmei glanced at Lu Xiaoyao, not knowing what to say. Lu Xiaoyao, however, had a lot to say and muttered, "You don't know, just now, the Fairy Mei Shi scolded the sect leader of Bu Tianmen again because of what you did."
Mingmei could imagine that her mother seemed to dislike Bu Tianmen no matter what she did.
They'll drag someone out and berate them for no reason.
"It's nothing. I was just thinking about something, and I was quite focused."
Mingmei smiled again as she spoke, but the smile seemed very forced in Lu Xiaoyao's eyes. Clearly, she was hiding something from her.
"Meimei, you looked very upset just now, it didn't seem like you were thinking about anything."
Looking at the "NPC" who shared the same name as her friend and was still quite young, Lu Xiaoyao noticed the thoughtful look on his face and decided that she should give him some advice.
So she squatted down and, taking advantage of Mingmei's inattention, poked her still chubby cheeks, saying, "Don't have so much psychological burden. Learn from your sister; she kills without batting an eye. What do you have to be sad about?"
Mingmei: "..."
Thank you, but I don't feel comforted at all.
Furthermore, Mingmei felt she should emphasize, "My sister didn't kill anyone; it was Hongxiao protecting her master." She added, "Mei Jiu is still so young; she's not as...cold-blooded as you say. She didn't kill anyone."
"Yes, yes, you're right." Lu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly, but her attitude seemed very perfunctory. Then she looked at Mingmei and said, "Look at you now, protecting Mei Jiu like a mother hen. It was only a short time before it was over, why are you like this? Take better care of yourself. You were crying just now, Meimei."
Lu Xiaoyao sighed. She watched as Mingmei's eyes gradually regained their sparkle, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. After wiping away her tears, she didn't mention anything about crying.
"Who are you crying for?" Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but sigh, and handed the handkerchief that Mei Jiu had given her earlier to Mingmei.
She recognized the handkerchief as hers at a glance.
“Your sister said that every time you do this, you end up crying, but you never say who you are crying for.”
"Did I?" Mingmei touched the spot where she had just wiped away her tears. [Ghost, did I used to do this too?]
【Um.】
At this point, Gui Gui's mood grew even heavier.
It knew perfectly well who Mingmei was crying for, but she herself couldn't even remember who she had cried for. No wonder everyone else was worried about her.
What happened to its host before?
Guigui, who hadn't been involved in the bright past, was now a little confused. This was just a game. Fortunately, her host reminded her. So, before she was around, how did her host and Mu Chen get along for so long?
"Oh, never mind, don't think about it. Are you hungry?" Realizing that what she had just said might have been inappropriate, Lu Xiaoyao abruptly changed the subject, "I'm quite hungry. Do you want to come to the kitchen and I'll make you something to eat?"
"You? Make me food?"
Sure enough, when Lu Xiaoyao's cooking was mentioned, Mingmei's attention was immediately drawn to her.
"That's right, after all, I've been influenced by your father for so long!"
Seeing Lu Xiaoyao's confident demeanor and her pulling her towards the door, Mingmei felt she could still put up a last-ditch effort.
"What are the senior sisters at Bibo Yaoshan eating for dinner? We can just eat something like them."
Unexpectedly, after Mingmei finished speaking, it was Lu Xiaoyao's turn to look melancholy.
"Fairies drink dew."
Bright and beautiful: ? ? ?
Seeing Mingmei's bewildered expression, Lu Xiaoyao added, "Besides lunch, Bibo Yaoshan provides fragrant dew from spirit flowers in the morning and evening, or—medicinal soups made from some spirit herbs."
They arrived by chance this morning and had lunch, but the meal was so bland that Lu Xiaoyao found it tasteless.
After that, Lu Xiaoyao met with Charlie and the others, and their conversation included the food at Bibo Yaoshan.
It's so bland!
Too plain!
Charlie and the others were so angry they turned green with envy!
Even if Buddhist practitioners don't eat meat, there's no one else who's this vegetarian!
So, when Mingmei mentioned dinner that evening, she immediately decided that she would cook.
Mingmei still remembers the scene of Lu Xiaoyao cooking in the God of Cookery game. After all this time, is her cooking really edible?
With some skepticism, Mingmei and Lu Xiaoyao went to the canteen at Bibo Yaoshan, only to find themselves meeting a group of people who shared similar thoughts.
Charlie, Madison, Meijiu, and Zenko.
Mingmei never expected that Zenguang would be here. Zenguang himself had a face that looked serene and indifferent to worldly desires, but it turned out that he also liked strong flavors when it came to food.
However, the Zen Light that Mingmei noticed was simply standing in the corner of the kitchen, witnessing the chaotic scene of the other three.
Just a second before Mingmei and her friends entered the room, a potato that had been shaved down to its end flew right to Mingmei's feet.
Mingmei: ...
It's pretty ridiculous. How can a group of cultivators chop vegetables like this?
"Holy crap, who did this?" Unlike Mingmei, who had a rich inner monologue, Lu Xiaoyao couldn't hold back her laughter any longer. Seeing the potato that looked like a stick, she immediately burst out, "Pfft, hahaha! How could it be so clumsy, hahaha!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the three people in the kitchen suddenly stopped what they were doing, pulled their feet back, and looked at the fleeing potato stick on the ground with expressions that said, "I don't know it, I don't know it, this isn't my potato."
So Lu Xiaoyao asked again, "Who is it? Even if you can't name it, you can still point it out."
Everyone in the kitchen: "It wasn't me! It was him!!"
This was the moment to show who among the three knew each other well and who didn't. Sure enough, Mingmei quickly noticed that when Mei Jiu pointed at Madison, she suddenly realized that the two fingers next to her were pointing at her.
Mei Jiu:? ? ?
Are you polite?
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