Chapter 6 A little girl fell from the sky " Ah

... Under the support of Cui Heng's magic power, this new "visitor from outer space" slowly descended. This is a very beautiful little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with fair and tender skin, soft facial lines, and extremely delicate facial features, like a doll carved from powder and jade. Her clothes are also unusual. She wears a moon-white satin dress with golden patterns embroidered on it. The workmanship is very exquisite. She wears a jade hair ornament inlaid with gold on her head, and a warm jade pendant on her slender waist. It can be said that she is wearing silk, satin, gold, silver, jade and stone. Just this dress alone is enough for the former rich and powerful to buy for a lifetime, and still cannot buy it. This should be a rich lady. Oh no, she is too young, not too old. Cui Heng looked at the little girl again. For the time being, he could only call her Miss. Cui Heng planned to go over and say hello, but he didn't know what to say. He thought to himself, "A little girl like this suddenly came to a strange place and met a stranger like me. Would she be scared?" But at this moment, the little girl had already jumped and trotted over, her big eyes flickering, looking at Cui Heng with great curiosity, and said happily, "Brother, you are so amazing, are you a fairy?" It seems that she is not afraid of strangers at all. "I just..." Cui Heng was about to explain like he did when he met Hong Fugui before. "You must be a god, right? Brother!" The little girl seemed to have already determined this. Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and her eyes were full of admiration. Before Cui Heng finished explaining, she asked, "Can I call you brother god?" "Well, call me Mr. Cui." Cui Heng tried to correct him. "Okay, brother god!" The little girl said with a smile, "Calling Mr. makes you look old. You look so young, only a few years older than me. It's better to call you brother god, right?" Cui Heng now looked like he was only 18 or 19 years old. "Not that it's impossible." Cui Heng said helplessly. Because he hadn't communicated with anyone in the past 90 years, and hadn't spoken a word in the past 30 years, his social skills had deteriorated rapidly. The girl's familiar look made him unable to speak. She was just a social cow. "Great! Brother God, is this your immortal palace?" The little girl cheered and looked around. She looked left and right, like a curious baby, and then looked at Cui Heng innocently, "Did you bring me here?" "No." Cui Heng shook his head lightly, narrowed his eyes, and smiled, "It was fate that brought you here. You don't have to be afraid. In twelve days at most, you will return to your original world." This little girl is not as innocent as she looks. "Ten, twelve days?" The little girl's eyes flashed with a trace of unnaturalness, and the smile on her face froze slightly, but soon returned to normal, and she said with a bit of frustration, "Why is it only twelve days? Brother God, can you let me stay in this fairy palace for a while longer?" "After twelve days, you will naturally know." Cui Heng smiled. After all, he was a cultivator in the foundation-building period, with a quick mind, and he quickly became familiar with normal social conversations. "Is that so." The little girl looked as if she had suddenly realized something, and tilted her head slightly, looking very cute. However, her voice was a little lower than before, as if she didn't know what to say next, but she quickly opened the conversation again, "My name is Jiang Qiqi, brother God, what is your name?" "Cui Heng, the eternal Heng." Cui Heng did not shy away from his name, so he said it directly, so that the little girl could feel more at ease. "Brother God's name sounds so god-like." Jiang Qiqi said with a smile, "Do gods exist forever?" "This little girl must have come from a group of braggarts." Cui Heng couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he still smiled on the surface, "I'm just an ordinary person." "Brother God, someone like you... um..." Jiang Qiqi wanted to continue her bragging, but the sudden rumble in her stomach interrupted her words. "Gurgle!" She was hungry. Because she was obsessed with martial arts training, she didn't have time to eat lunch and fell into this novice space. "Haha, let's go, let's go eat something." Cui Heng laughed. "..." Jiang Qiqi's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but she quickly made a decision, nodded, and said sweetly, "Well, thank you, Brother God!" Cui Heng brought the little girl to the door of the Novice Hut Villa and gently pressed his finger on the fingerprint handle. There was a smooth unlocking sound, and the door opened by itself. "Wow! So amazing!" Jiang Qiqi widened her shining eyes and said in admiration, "Is this the house where Brother God lives? It's really magical!" "..." Cui Heng was a little embarrassed when he heard it, and walked in without saying anything. But Jiang Qiqi didn't follow. She stood at the door, seemed a little nervous, looked at Cui Heng, and asked in a low voice: "I, can I really go in directly? I'm just a mortal." "Come in and eat something." Cui Heng was a little amused. "Yeah, okay." Jiang Qiqi clenched her fists, puffed out her chest, and walked in. But at this moment, the smart elf detected that someone other than Cui Heng had entered the room, and immediately started to greet him with a voice: "Hello! Welcome! Distinguished guest!"

"Ah!" Jiang Qiqi exclaimed, obviously startled by the sudden sound.

She really jumped up.

Her head almost hit the ceiling.

"What, what is this?" Jiang Qiqi looked around in doubt, but found that there was no third person.

"It's the house that is talking, don't worry about it." Cui Heng smiled. He couldn't explain to this little girl what artificial intelligence and smart home appliances are. Not

communicating with people for decades has not only reduced his social skills, but also reduced his desire to speak.

"Is this so? God, Brother Xian's house is really magical!" Jiang Qiqi was actually more shocked in his heart.

The house can actually talk!

Could it be that this is really where the gods live, and the boy in front of him, who is only a few years older than himself, is really a long-lived god?

"Go sit at the dining table over there." Cui Heng pointed in the direction of the restaurant and said, "I'll cook two bowls of noodles."

Because of Hong Fugui's previous experience, Cui Heng did not directly call the Yellow Turban Warrior over this time.

While Cui Heng was cooking noodles, the little girl fell into a state of confusion again.

How can you boil water without fire, and how can you cook noodles?

Why can you boil water without fire?

Why does the smoke surge upwards by itself, and not disperse everywhere?

Many situations made her feel difficult to understand.

Is this person really a god?

But she didn't dare to ask too much.

After eating the noodles, Cui Heng didn't continue to talk to Jiang Qiqi, nor did he ask in a hurry.

Instead, he took her to the second floor and pointed to a bedroom for her to rest.

Then he went back to the training room on the third floor by himself.

The best way to reassure this young girl is to do nothing first.

...

In the bedroom on the second floor of the Novice Villa.

The door was blocked by the tables and chairs, the windows were locked, the curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.

At this time, Jiang Qiqi was curled up at the foot of the bed, hugging her legs, her long black hair was scattered, her face was buried, her petite body couldn't help trembling, and she made sobbing sounds from time to time.

There was no trace of the lively and cheerful look when she was with Cui Heng before.

"Daddy and Mom, where are you?"

"I, I'm so scared..."

(End of this chapter)