Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 114: Only Tired Cow
"Spiritual power?" Gu Erbai's pupils shrank slightly.

It won't be the legendary teleportation, turning a stone into gold, calling the wind and calling the rain...

"Hi~hi~ girl, wake up, wipe off the drool."

The little parrot bird's wings dangled in front of her eyes, and kindly handed over a veil, "That piece of wood has a loud voice, so it was sealed because I was afraid it would wake you up in the middle of the night. Don't think too much about it."

"..."

Gu Erbai is serious, what do you want it to do?
Also dropped ears.

"It's just to relieve boredom, mainly to know more, especially to guide you and the host..."

The little parrot leaned over and blinked, his smile suddenly wretched.

Gu Erbai looked at him like a bird, narrowing his eyes slightly: Don't worry, labor and management know a lot.

Xiaowu: Am I worried about the host? I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back after so many years of avoiding it.

Gu Erbai nodded: That's right, my latent animal nature hasn't exploded yet, and Uncle Qing is probably a stern and introverted showman.

Little Parrot: Is it just a show? I'll know if I go back tonight and have a try.

Gu Erbai: Hmph, I need your reminder...

Little Parrot: I'm afraid that putting on airs will make you fall apart.

Gu Erbai sneered: Thank you for your concern, there are only exhausted cows and no plowed land.

Xiaowu: Then I would like to see how long the farmer can plow, and count the hours.

Gu Erbai: Alright, I'm afraid if you dare to plan, it will become a dish at the banquet tomorrow.

Little Parrot: ...Why do you always want to eat me?

Gu Erbai: Because you are fat.

Little Parrot: ...What about the host?
Gu Erbai: Because I am fat.

Little Parrot: Why don't different routes lead to the same goal?
Gu Erbai: One is fat and greasy, the other is fat but not greasy, Ji Niao.

Little Parrot: Think about it for me, who is the base bird?

……

At the square table, one person and one bird were full of inner drama and confronted each other.

The smell of gunpowder is full, and it looks like it is about to do it.

At this time, Yingtan, the five disciples of the alchemy village who were drinking silently, had a smile on his lips, and a quiet voice came from him.

"Brother Cangmu is too cautious, Miss Gu can't wait to get it, you don't know when your wooden doll grows up, what will you do with that spiritual power?"

When Gu Erbai heard the words, his face froze with a joking expression for a moment, and his fingertips trembled slightly when he touched his ears.

'Boom~'

Putting down the wine glass in a leisurely manner, Yingtan slowly stared at her unpredictable face from the corner of her eyes, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, slowly spreading out her palm, a miniature white porcelain medicine bottle appeared impressively.

"The Taoist teacher is one foot, not some Dechong doctor who hangs the pot to help the world, but these years, he has made a lot of money by relying on the exotic flowers and herbs of the owner Wen Yuanzi. Naturally, I am grateful to the owner with enthusiasm."

He unscrewed the medicine bottle, and a faint herbal fragrance slowly wafted out.

"A month ago, my teacher calculated that the host's life would be doomed this year. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. It happened to be a birthday banquet, and I sent Yingtan to help. Today, when I saw the girl, the medicine bottle shook, as if I met the host. If the girl I think that this doom is related to you, so I accept this Soul Eater Pill."

"...It's so mysterious, I don't think it's shaking."

Gu Erbai didn't know why, looking at the medicine bottle, he felt inexplicably flustered.

How could Uncle Qing's doom have anything to do with him?

I am just a...

Does not exist, will not have any relationship.

Not even a space-time.

"The owner of the field is a hero among men. If there is a catastrophe, how can he have anything to do with a little girl who is so ordinary."

Beside her, the desolate girl from Donghai, who had never said a word, finally couldn't help but speak, her humming tone was full of sarcasm.

　Erbai, you don't believe in your Uncle Qing's strength so much, promise me that you won't cry or beg for mercy...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)