Gingerbread couldn't fall asleep at night.
Turning it over and over, like making a pancake.
Really baked "cake".
Little Yellow, who was under the bed, looked up, glanced at her sideways, yawned, and went back to sleep.
Chou Chou curled up into a small ball and lay peacefully on top of Xiao Huang's head, occasionally blowing out a transparent bubble.
It looks a bit like a snot bubble.
"Ugh, ugh, I'm not sleeping anymore! It's all because of the hot weather!"
She sat up and nodded firmly.
With hands forming a mudra, cross your legs and sit in meditation properly.
Feeling the spiritual energy surge into my body, a warm current flows through my eight extraordinary meridians, so comfortable that every pore on my body opens up.
After reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, he hadn't had time to focus on cultivation.
Since I can't sleep anyway, this is a good opportunity to consolidate my cultivation.
Gingerbread got into the zone, banishing all sorts of random thoughts, and when she opened her eyes again, it was broad daylight.
She opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of stale air.
Although I hadn't slept all night, my mind was clear and I was full of energy.
"Cultivating immortality is so much fun!" she exclaimed with a smile.
Today is a rare day of leisure.
Gingerbread didn't use the dust-removing spell; instead, she carried her toiletries to the small river outside the courtyard.
The morning air has a fresh scent of grass and trees.
She took several deep breaths.
Humming a little tune, she bent down to wash her face.
When Fenjue came out, he saw Gingerbread sticking its butt out, its head almost submerged in the water.
A happy smile spread across his lips.
He walked up behind her and greeted her in a low, husky voice, as if he had just woken up, "Good morning, Fairy Pancake."
"Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
Suddenly someone spoke.
Gingerbread was so frightened that it stumbled and was about to fall into the river.
She seemed to have an engine inside her, rapidly waving her arms to maintain her balance, almost causing sparks to fly.
Even so.
He still couldn't steady his body as he fell downwards.
He uttered a phrase from the essence of Chinese culture.
I resigned myself to my fate, closed my eyes, and fully prepared to have intimate contact with Mother Earth and the icy river water.
Unexpectedly, the back of her collar was grabbed.
Burning them alive was easy; they simply lifted them out like chicks and placed them on the riverbank.
"..." The gingerbread man didn't fall in, but he choked on several mouthfuls of water.
“Pah, pah, pah!!”
He shook his head frantically, shaking the water out of his ears.
Fen Jue stood smiling beside her. Her current movements looked just like Little Yellow shaking its head after playing wildly in the river.
The puppy shook its head.
He thought to himself that it was adorable.
Damn it!
If Gingerbread knew that Fenjue said she was like a dog, she would definitely be so angry that she would beat him up.
The premise is that he doesn't fight back, lol!
"Hey, Junior Sister Jiang, were you taking a bath in the river?"
Su Qinghe walked over carrying a food box.
"No!" Gingerbread dried her hair with a towel, glancing at Fen Jue who was pretending to be well-behaved. "It's all my good junior brother's fault. I was just bending over to wash my face by the river when he suddenly spoke, which scared me so much that I almost fell in."
"The face and the pebble briefly touch skin to skin."
“Puff—”
Su Qinghe was amused by her words, "Well, I made some pastries and brought them over especially for you to try. I thought you would like them too, so I set aside a small area in Elder Li's shop for me. The pastries can be sold there and make some money."
"Senior sister, are you short of money?"
Gingerbread led Su Qinghe into the courtyard.
Take out a petal-shaped pastry, put it in your mouth, puff out your cheeks, and squint your eyes in enjoyment.
Su Qinghe sat down opposite and nodded: "I am a bit short of money. The Sword Sect senior who formed a pact with me said that it takes a lot of money to forge a natal spirit sword in the late Nascent Soul stage. I want to prepare in advance so that I won't still be using a low-grade spirit sword when my cultivation level is high."
Every sword cultivator cherishes their spiritual sword.
There have been rumors for a long time.
Sword cultivators consider their swords to be their wives.
This is absolutely true.
Even someone with Senior Sister Su's personality spends a lot of spirit stones every month on spirit sword repair and forging.
"Delicious! I love it! Senior sister, your pastries might even be more popular than Li Dapu's snail rice noodles." Gingerbread picked up the food box and examined it carefully.
There are five kinds of pastries.
Some are shaped like flowers, while others are shaped like little rabbits.
Moreover, the pastries have a refreshing color and look soft and chewy, which is very appetizing.
That's good~
Su Qinghe smiled happily, "I don't have much talent in alchemy or weapon crafting, but I'm quite good at food cultivation. This pastry recipe was given to me by Uncle Ma."
Speaking of Master Ma.
Gingerbread hasn't chatted with him in a long time. In the past, Uncle Ma would always make her delicious flying mounts.
Gingerbread plans to make a trip to Zhenxiu Peak when she has some free time.
The two girls were chatting, and Fenjue was too embarrassed to listen too much, so she quietly went to the corner to feed Xiaohuang and Chou Chou.
"Senior Sister Su, don't worry, just do it." Ginger Cake stuffed a piece into her mouth, then suddenly remembered something, blinking her round eyes. "Oh right, I ran into Senior Brother Ling yesterday, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He even smiled at me! Do you know what happened?"
"Hey~"
Su Qinghe gently tapped the table.
"Of course I know!"
Gingerbread's eyes were burning with gossip, and judging from her reaction, Su Qinghe's enthusiasm for gossip was boundless.
I love eating melons with Junior Sister Jiang!
It's full of emotional value.
"Before you went to the Southern Frontier, did Ling Hanchuan help Mingyue Palace capture demons in Lotus Town? Do you remember?"
"Yes, I remember!"
"Master's husband, who is also Ling Hanchuan's biological father, is from Lotus Town. When Ling Hanchuan encountered trouble while catching demons, Master greeted the sect leader and rushed over to save him. It was during that rescue that the misunderstanding between the mother and son was completely resolved. Master did not kill her husband to prove her Dao back then. That man had no talent for cultivation, and he died after suffering a serious illness."
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