si-mexico Chapter 282 Bluebird
Chapter 282 Bluebird
I bought a lot of insulated containers at the cafeteria before, and now they come in handy.
Yunci prepared the braising liquid and poured the different flavored braising liquids into a thermos.
Each large bucket is filled with different flavored braising liquids.
This insulated container is useful and convenient; I'll buy some more later.
Yun Ci thought to herself.
Fearing she might get confused, Yun Ci wrote a note and stuck it on the thermos.
Meat should be soaked for at least half an hour to remove any fishy smell and improve its taste.
Yun Ci put the braising liquid into her storage ring to use tomorrow.
During this time, Yun Ci sat on a stool and chopped vegetables.
On the large wooden table in the outer room, half was covered with various kinds of vegetables, and the other half with refining materials and books.
Little Ginseng, Little Black, and Timid Mushroom sat on the carpet by the fireplace, playing games.
Xiao Bai was not interested.
After lying on the carpet for a while, it jumped onto Yun Ci's shoulder and rubbed its head against Yun Ci.
Taotie was lying next to the heater like a big shot, slurping and chewing on beef jerky.
A cold wind blew in from outside from time to time, making the paper windows rattle loudly.
The heater in the house warmed the whole room.
The large room was filled with the sounds of turning pages and chopping vegetables.
It exudes a tranquil beauty.
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Time passes slowly.
Yun Ci chopped potatoes and kelp intermittently for an hour.
I put down the cleaver and stretched.
Looking up, Yun Ci saw Chu Ziming across from her, who was engrossed in a book. A mischievous smile appeared on her face, her bright, sparkling eyes seeming to hold stars.
Yun Ci quietly walked over and suddenly reached out to cover Chu Zimo's eyes.
Chu Ziming put down his book. "Ah, I can't see it anymore, I can't see Yun Ci anymore, is it dark, Yun Ci, where are you?"
Yun Ci was amused, her eyes crinkling as she told Chu Ziming, "Yes, it's getting dark."
"That's it..."
Chu Ziming nodded, then suddenly reached out towards Yun Ci's ticklish spot.
Yun Ci immediately withdrew her hand, a smile on her face, "Hahaha...stop scratching...you...haha...you silly idiot......."
"Tell me, are you still going to lie to me or not?"
"No...hahaha...I'm not lying anymore..."
The two playfully wrestled for a while.
Chu Ziming continued reading, while Yun Ci began preparing dinner.
What should we have for dinner?
After thinking for a while, Yun Ci finally decided to make Kung Pao Chicken, Black Pepper Beef, Hand-Torn Cabbage, and Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes.
Yunci made extra portions of each dish today.
After dinner, Yun Ci took some food and went to Qingyun Peak.
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The room was decorated in an antique style.
The people inside the room were all handsome and had an otherworldly appearance, like immortals descended from the heavens.
It's so captivating that you can't take your eyes off it.
Yun Ci was lying on the bed, legs crossed, reading a storybook.
Yun Ci was wearing a white undergarment, and her exposed skin was even whiter than the clothes.
Gu Yan sat on the edge of the bed.
Immortal Venerable Jiqing, Si Qingxuan, Su Mo, and Shen Wenchun sat at a table next to Yun Ci, where they could see him at a glance.
Several cups of tea were placed on the table.
The aroma of tea is refreshing and delightful.
After Yun Ci purified the demonic energy and took a bath today, she did not faint like she had in the past few days when she was carried to bed.
Yun Ci felt that he had improved!
He's incredibly talented now!
Therefore, Yun Ci was very smug the whole way back to bed!
In the room, the once neat and elegant large bed was now piled with many things and storybooks.
Besides the Snow Maiden Fruit, there were also various interesting items that Gu Yan had collected.
Yun Ci took a bite of the Snow Maiden Fruit, turned over, lay on the bed, and turned a page of the storybook.
Immortal Venerable Jiqing also turned a page of the book in his hand. The man's face was cold and aloof, like an ice lotus on a snow-capped mountain.
Shen Wenchun took a sip of tea and then put down the teacup.
The tea here, Master, is extremely smooth and delicious.
Gu Yan was fiddling with the thing in his hand.
"Junior brother, look! If you put the spirit stone in, it can fly."
Yun Ci immediately put down the storybook and curiously leaned over.
Gu Yan inserted the spirit stone into the mechanism in the bluebird's abdominal feathers, expecting the bluebird to move.
The bluebird remained motionless.
"Damn, why not?" Gu Yan exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"Let me see." Yun Ci took the bluebird.
The bluebird in my hand is so lifelike and vivid, it looks just like the real thing, except that its eyes are dull and lifeless, lacking any sparkle.
There were also red birds, orange birds, yellow birds, and green birds on the big bed...
This is a new type of bird and beast puppet introduced in the cultivation world.
Most cultivators buy them to decorate their cave dwellings and gardens.
Gu Yan also bought it today and hasn't played with it yet.
The two heads huddled together, studying the bluebird and exchanging a few words every now and then.
"Where did you buy it?" Yun Ci asked, fiddling with the bluebird.
“Yunxu Immortal City, Junior Brother, you’ve forgotten? We went there together,” Gu Yan said.
Yun Ci was taken aback. Had he been there?
But he had no recollection of it; the original owner of this body didn't have any memories of it...
"You got a slap on the hand from your senior brother when you came back late that time," Gu Yan kept reminding Yun Ci so she would remember.
He could hear his junior brother crying and his senior brother slapping his hand from outside.
Oops, why does the room suddenly feel a bit cold...?
Yun Ci shook his head, still unable to recall anything. He looked at the bird on the bed, which seemed dead.
"This must be broken,"
"It's broken? That can't be..."
"Go find the person who sold you this tomorrow and ask him to return the spirit stones to you."
Gu Yan must have been tricked!
Yun Ci looked at the red-haired man and said to Gu Yan, who had a bad temper.
"No need, there aren't many spirit stones anyway."
"That's good......"
"It's only two hundred spirit stones, not worth much money."
"No, we have to retreat!" Yun Ci's eyes instantly filled with flames.
Gu Yan, "!!!"
Si Qingxuan looked up at the two of them, then looked down again.
The Immortal Venerable Jiqing continued reading with his eyes lowered, a very faint smile playing on his lips.
Yun Ci was startled when he suddenly saw the high-grade spirit stone on the bluebird's belly.
I felt a pang of heartache. How could I have put in a high-grade spirit stone?
High-grade spirit stones are treasures!
Yun Ci immediately took out the spirit stone, threw it aside, and covered it with half a blanket to prevent the high-grade spirit stone from freezing.
Gu Yan, “…”
His junior apprentice is such a money-grubber.
However, I'm a little jealous of this spirit stone.
Su Mo and Shen Wenchun were charmed by Yun Ci's cuteness.
Yun Ci took out a low-grade spirit stone and stuffed it inside.
Gu Yan immediately said, "Tsk, if even high-grade spirit stones won't work, low-grade spirit stones definitely won't..."
"Jiji!"
The eyes of the bluebird in Yun Ci's hand suddenly lit up, as if it had been given life.
The bluebird stood up and flapped its wings twice.
"Damn it, you don't want high-grade spirit stones, you want low-grade spirit stones instead? What an idiot!"
Gu Yan was very unhappy.
"Hey, why are you yelling at a puppet?"
Yun Ci patted the bluebird and praised it earnestly, "It doesn't like high-grade spirit stones, it likes low-grade spirit stones. It's a good bird."
"Pfft." The people inside the room laughed.
Shen Wenchun smiled too.
He finally understood why his senior brothers treated his junior brother so specially.
Being with my junior brother always creates a joyful atmosphere.
Yun Ci and Gu Yan then activated the other birds, and the room was immediately filled with chirping sounds.
The whole room erupted in chaos.
Birds flew onto the silk gauze, onto the table... colorful birds flew around the room.
They are not true spirit birds and have no intelligence, so they are not afraid of the powerful people inside the house.
A bird landed on the tattered scroll in Si Qingxuan's hand.
Si Qingxuan frowned slightly, put down the tattered scroll with a blank expression, and the little bird hopped from the scroll onto the table.