I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 18 Wanting a Normal Home

Before you know it, the waning moon has risen, and the sparse stars dot the night sky.

After talking for a while, Qingyu became more and more puzzled: I wanted to save them with good intentions, but why they were indifferent?Do you not believe your own words?

"I'm really sorry for disappointing the kindness of the real person. It's getting late. If the real person doesn't dislike it, how about just resting in the humble house for one night?" Yao Ji invited.

"Well, that's okay, I just came down the mountain to buy some things, uh... that..." At this point, Qingyu suddenly thought of a very important thing, but he didn't know how to say it.

"But what's the difficulty? It's okay for a real person to say." Yao Ji was puzzled.

"I... have no money, may Shangxian lend me some?"

"Ah? Okay...Okay, I'll prepare some for the real person, and the real person doesn't have to return it." Yao Ji replied in a daze. She also didn't realize that Qingyu, as a god, could be so poor.

"If the gods are as poor as the big brother of the real person, it is a very correct choice for us to choose not to be a god. If we become the apprentice of the real person, wouldn't we starve to death? Hahaha..." Yang Jian couldn't hold back, and laughed directly When the sound came out, the other two children also had a hard time holding back their laughter.

"Don't be rude." Yaoji looked at the three children, and the three children hurriedly apologized to Qingyu.

"Hahaha, not all gods are as poor as me." Qingyu smiled awkwardly and said, "By the way, I absolutely can't ask for your money for nothing, but it's very likely that I won't be able to."

Qingyu took the fan that Xiaojiao turned into from her waist, and turned Xiaofu into a beautiful knot, tied the shell that Xiaohua on the beach gave her just now, and tied it to the fan of the folding fan. On the handle, he handed it to Yao Ji and said: "This thing is equivalent to silver money, how much it can be exchanged depends on the Shangxian."

Yao Ji took the fan, "Wow——"

When the fan was opened and closed, Yaoji also saw the clues in the fan and also saw the intention of Qingyu, she looked at Yang Jian and said: "Jianer, you have always loved these things, gifted by a real person, this thing It's not bad, you can just keep it."

A gift from a fairy!Yang Jian was indeed very curious.

"Thank you mother, thank you real brother."

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It was late at night, and Qingyu managed to lie on the bed, lying in the quilt, it felt really good, and tomorrow she must go to the street to get all the things people need!
Just as he was thinking, there were a few soft and slow knocks on the door.

"Brother Real? Have you fallen asleep?"

What is this voice?Is it Yang Jian?He is my future apprentice!

Without even thinking about it, Qingyu hurriedly got up and opened the door: "Why is Erlang looking for me?"

"I can't open this fan."

Yang Jian held the fan in his palm, with a puzzled expression on his face. He played with the fan for a long time, but found that the fan was no different from ordinary fans. He was a little disappointed, so he put the fan on his waist and didn't care much.

But when it was about to rest, Yang Jian accidentally discovered that the fan couldn't be opened?This aroused his curiosity again.

I simply came to ask the old owner of the folding fan.

"Ah?" Qingyu looked puzzled, reached out to take the fan, and asked secretly: [Senior Yuding?what happened? 】

[It is estimated that the silly dragon is asleep. ] Daoist Yuding slapped his forehead, shook his head and said helplessly.

"Asleep?" Qing Yu couldn't believe it, and Wu Wu exclaimed directly.

"Asleep?" Yang Jian was even more confused when he heard this.

"Uh...cough, everything has a spirit, this fan is not ordinary! It's just that you don't want to take me as your teacher, and I'm not very good at teaching you how to use this fan." Qingyu simply continued the words.

"Brother Zhenren is not trying to trick me into being your disciple?" Yang Jian opened his eyes wide and looked at Qingyu with a guilty conscience.

"There's nothing wrong with being my disciple, I'll teach you a lot of spells, how cool!"

"Cool?" Yang Jian's eyes became even more disdainful when he heard this strange vocabulary.

"Well, it means great."

"No, give me back the fan. Since the real brother said it fell asleep, I will wait for it to wake up. As for the apprentice or something, the real brother should find someone else!" Yang Jian took the fan, turned around and was about to leave. go.

"Eh, wait-"

"What's the matter?" Yang Jian turned his head away.

"If—I mean if, if you meet someone bad, just throw the fan over there."

"What? Can this fan still help me fight?" Yang Jian was dubious. After all, it was an object of a fairy, so it might be possible. Looking at the appearance of that sapphire, it didn't seem like the kind of person who talked nonsense.

But it's just a fan after all!How hard can you beat someone?If you think about it, it's not that great, otherwise, this god who is not relatives or reasons can transfer it to others at will?
Yang Jian pursed his lips and wanted to leave again.

"Wait..." Qingyu stopped him again.

"What's the matter?"

"If the fan can't solve the problem, then call the fan a few times, master..." Qingyu discussed with Xiaofu earlier, and Xiaofu left a cane on Qingyu's body, which can be used for sound transmission.

"..." Yang Jian didn't pay attention to Qingyu at this time, and only left a sentence: "Brother Zhenren is bothering you, go to bed early!"

Qingyu stood in front of the door, watching Yang Jian disappear from sight, and a few tiny fireflies loomed in the courtyard. It was a quiet and peaceful night, and Qingyu was destined to have a good night's sleep.

The next day, I bid farewell to Yao Ji's family, and Qing Yukuo walked in the market. In this era, materials are relatively scarce, and there are few finely crafted objects. Fortunately, Yao Ji was generous and gave a lot of money to buy some relatives. Better quilts or something...

After wandering around the market for a long time, everything was almost bought, Qingyu returned to Yuquan Mountain on a big somersault, seeing that her cave had not yet been named, she sighed on a whim: "In Yuquan Mountain, the desire for power is pure." , the Jinxia Cave to read the Sutra of Defects."

While waving his hand, the Immortal Sword came out, and three large characters were carved on the stone cave - "Jinxia Cave".

Qingyu put away the sword in satisfaction, went into the cave, and began to make the bed and pack the quilt.

Looking at this different kind of cave, Qingyu always felt a little strange, what was so strange about it?Qingyu lay on the "bed", looked at the roof of the cave and suddenly thought: It is better to build a house, it is better to have a few rooms, like the elder brother's, when the time comes, guests will come or Yang Jian will come to learn At the time of art, there is always a place to sleep, right?
Immediately doing what she said, Qingyu went out of the cave to find a few tall trees, thinking in her heart: It should not be difficult to build a house!

Cut the wood first.

"Slaying Immortal—"

Immortal Zhanjian flew out, and in an instant, a silvery white light flashed, and there was a smooth sword mark on the body of a big tree that was hugged by three people, and then the tree fell slowly against a place. Down, a few birds in the forest were startled, flapping their wings and flying to other treetops.

【What are you trying to do? ] Master Yuding failed to see through Qingyu's thoughts, and looked at the fallen tree, the corners of his mouth trembled a few times.

[Cut trees! 】Isn't this asking knowingly?

[You can just use the Immortal Sword to carve characters, but also use it to chop trees?What do you cut down a tree for? 】Realist Yuding felt sorry for his big sword. Thinking about her previous life, she almost never used that sword to do coolies except for battles.

【ah?Hahaha, I want to build a house like Big Brother. 】

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(End of this chapter)