Fairyland Pure Land playing mud in the lower realm

Chapter 95 Let me give you a name
Hu Xi is teaching the nuns to write and recognize characters.

Hu Xi really treats the female cultivator as a little baby who doesn't understand anything. He clearly has the body of a two or three-year-old girl, but he looks good when he teaches the female cultivator.

He was held in the arms of the female cultivator, using his demon power to condense a water mirror, using the demonic power to condense words on it, and seriously told the female cultivator what allusions this word has and what words can be extended.

When the female nun knew the word, he taught her how to write, holding a branch and drawing it on the water mirror, he held the female nun's hand in both hands, and taught her stroke by stroke.

When the female cultivator can write this word, Hu Xi will let her touch her tail or ears as a reward.

Hu Xi taught the female cultivator to recognize twenty characters in one breath, and then let her practice by herself, while he himself took out a piece of cut fabric, and threaded the needle carefully.

I don't know when he bought the material, it seems that he wanted to make clothes for nunxiu.

Cultivators live a long life, like this kind of life skills, regardless of whether men or women can do it.

However, monks have spiritual power and consciousness. Sewing clothes is very simple for monks. It doesn’t take long to sew cloth into clothes, and even embroider them
But Foxy can't.

He is now limited by this young body, and he can't use his spiritual sense and demon power for a long time, so he can only sew it with his hands.

Hand sewing is a waste of time. Hu Xi was sewing this flowing fairy dress in the carriage during the day, and she is still sewing.

After writing the big characters for a while, the female cultivator became interested in the flowing fairy skirt sewn by Huxi again, and pulled the soft and delicate fabric with her small hands.

"Fox Xi, the dress is really pretty."

Hu Xi was very cold and speechless, but embroidered an extra beautiful flower on the Liuxian skirt.

Little flowers bloomed one after another, and Hu Xi sewed a piece of small flowers on this flowing fairy skirt.

The nun smiled and looked at Xiaohua Huxiong, and suddenly, a picture flashed in her mind.

There was also someone who sewed dresses for her in the dim light.

She also sat beside that man and watched him sew, but the skirt was not as good-looking as this Liuxian skirt, it seemed to be just a very ordinary sarong.

The slightly old hands in her memory overlapped with Hu Xi's small hands, and a look of nostalgia flashed unconsciously in her eyes.

It's just that the look of nostalgia is fleeting, and the female cultivator's eyes are still pure.

When Hu Xi was concentrating on the work in hand, he suddenly felt a weight on his head. He looked up at the nun, who clapped her hands with a bright smile on her face, and said to Hu Xi happily.

"Fox Xi, you are so pretty!"

Hu Xi looked at the water mirror, and his current appearance was reflected in the water mirror.

There was an extra garland on top of his head, which should have been made by the female nun when he was not paying attention while sewing.

The female cultivator has harmed many small wild flowers, so this wreath is quite important.

Hu Xi didn't speak, and after taking a look at it, she began to embroider on the skirt again.

The flowers on this skirt have changed from unknown little flowers to various small wild flowers, and the colors have also become richer.

After a while, the female cultivator came over joyfully again, happily grabbing a mouse's tail and showing it to Hu Xi.

"Fox, fox, look, little mouse!"

Hu Xi raised his eyes and glanced at the fat and strong rat that had struggled to no avail, and said very calmly.

"This kind of mouse is not tasty."

"Oh..." The nun let go of the big mouse with great regret, and after a while, she caught a few smaller mice and came back.

This time the mice were really small, and their fur hadn't even grown yet. She ran back happily holding the tails of these little mice. It's incredible.

"Fox! Fox! Look, little mouse!"

Hu Xi raised her eyes and glanced at the little mice that hadn't come out of the nest yet, and said seriously again.

"Small mice can't be eaten. If you eat them, there will be no big mice to eat."

Hu Xi was teaching the female cultivator the wisdom of survival, but the female cultivator only heard three words: "Don't eat."

The female cultivator sighed, feeling a little pity again, and then let the little mice go.

Hu Xi continued to sew clothes. This time, after a long time, the nun didn't make any movement.

Hu Xi took the time to look up, the nun who was supposed to write big characters honestly had disappeared long ago, Hu Xi put down the half-sewed fairy skirt, flicked her big fluffy tail, Hu Xi jumped down Soft stool, went to find the nun who had gone somewhere.

The female cultivator has a strong body, so even if she disappeared, Hu Xi was not in a hurry, but flicked her big tail and looked around leisurely.

The nun didn't run very far, and Hu Xi found her after searching around for a while.

It's just that Hu Xi couldn't help but touch her forehead when she saw her.

Hu Xi spread his small hands, and the fox fire ignited in his hands.

The boa constrictor, which was biting the nun's head and swallowing it, sensed the breath of the fox fire, and finally stopped fighting with the nun, and quickly let go of the nun who was entangled by it and wanted to run, but the nun finally pulled his head out of the snake's mouth. Xiu, however, held on to the neck of the boa constrictor, no matter how hard the boa constrictor struggled, it was useless!
When the female cultivator turned her head, she saw Hu Xi standing not far away, and she instantly smiled.

"Fox, fox, look what this is!"

The boa constrictor was struggling into a whole ball, looking more or less pitiful.

Hu Xi put away Hu Huo and put down the hand holding his forehead, and returned to that indifferent posture again.

Hu Xi took the female cultivator back. In the end, the big boa constrictor did not escape death. It was disembowelled, skinned and roasted!
There wasn't much meat on the snake. Not long after everyone had finished eating, each of them shared a piece, thinking it was nothing to eat.

Hu Xi continued to sit there and sew that flowing fairy dress. While eating the snake meat herself, the nun did not forget to tear off a piece of snake meat and feed it to Hu Xi.

Hu Xi didn't care, and concentrated on sewing the flowing fairy skirt, but suddenly the snake meat in her mouth turned into a sour and sweet raspberry!

Hu Xi's subordinates paused, and when they looked up at the nun, they found that the snake meat had been eaten up, and there was an unfurled leaf in the nun's hand, which contained some red, purple and purple raspberries!

I don't know when she picked it, and she is feeding him one by one at the moment.

Hu Xi didn't refuse either, and after one of his foxes had eaten all the raspberries, he suddenly spoke.

"Let me give you a name." The nun tilted her head in confusion.

"I have a name, my name is Second Sister~"

"That's not your name, it's just a title." The female cultivator didn't understand the difference between a name and a title, but Hu Xi had already said it to herself at this time.

"Since you don't remember anything, let your surname be Mo, the color of Mo, the name is undeniable, and the character is Qiaozhen."

　1. The name of the female nun is taken from: the marriage is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love. .At this time, Hu Xi had already regarded the female cultivator as a partner, and her mentality changed rapidly.As for the surname, it is because Hu Xi is a ghost fox, pure black.

　　2. In ancient times, women's small characters were usually taken by their husbands after they got married. Here, Hu Xi directly chooses characters for her, which also brings her husband's identity.

　　
　
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