On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing successfully swept the earthworm wave into the back of Xie Wuwang's neck.

Sure enough, he stopped eating her mouth, propped up his body very slowly, and looked at her strangely.

She blinked expectantly.

At this moment, in her heart, Xie Wuwang was no different from the black mist monster who was locked in the flame prison—they were both bad guys who wanted to eat her.

He has been hit, as long as he twists, she can take the opportunity to escape.

However, he did not move, but was so quiet that even his breath disappeared.

His body was still covering her body, pressing her firmly, with nowhere to escape.

Ning Qingqing waited silently for a while, rolled his eyes, and then condensed mycelium, wanting to feed him.

He grabbed his wrist.

He moved a bit hard, and pushed her thin arm to the side of his head, and a slight grin was conjured up at the corner of his lips.

The two people stared at each other.

Ning Qingqing suddenly noticed that Xie Wuwang's cold white as porcelain eyes gradually turned a faint red.

In the thick black hair, a small crystal beads of sweat rolled out.

Obviously, he was forcibly enduring.

Except for these two tiny details, his face looked the same as usual, not at all as if he had been hit. He was born extremely delicate, and when he was motionless, he looked like a rich and luxurious picture, very rare and valuable.

The meticulous refinement.

Ning Qingqing exclaimed in a small exclamation: Although this man looks a little weak, he is more powerful than the big iron tower Yu Haotian and the terrifying beast in the rock wall! It's more than a star.

His heart must be made of stone or iron.

Her left arm was surrounded by him. She hesitated for a moment, quietly lifted her left hand, and poked his waist with her fingertips through the heavy robe.

Want him to twist.

It is a pity that Xie Wuwang's body is still like a stone, hard and unshakable.

However, when her fingertips stab him, he still made a little break, hissed in a low voice, and his eyes flashed twice.

He swept upside down, and his tall and straight body stood firmly under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, with no breath, like a misty ghost.

He slowly said, "Fotuzi will take you with you."

The voice was hoarse, and there was a little bit of gritted teeth, and anxious and frustrated.

But what disappointed Ning Qingqing was that his tail did not tremble.

She secretly came to a conclusion in her heart-this person is very cruel, very terrifying, and wants to stay far away from him.

Xie Wuwang moved away in a flash.

Before Ning Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a chubby fat man in purple rushing in.

"?!"

Isn't this the mushroom eater who even eats poisonous mushrooms? !

When the Futuzi approached, Ning Qingqing sacrificed his own hyphae without hesitation, poking the earthworm wave on his forehead.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

Futuzi shook his belly like a big wave, writhing in the courtyard, and introduced the ins and outs of the Qingcheng Mountain incident to Ning Qingqing.

"...That's the way it is. By the way, madam, your skill seems to be quite good for losing weight~"

He flattened his two fat arms and twisted his stomach a few times enchantingly.

Ning Qingqing carefully looked at the Futuzi, and saw that he really didn't mean to eat mushrooms, and then carefully asked him to hand over the evidence.

The combined broken hairpin, the foot of the bed with the slanted ‘chapter’ written on it, the withered heart of Huang Wei, the master of Huangyun Sect, covered with magic patterns, and a very detailed investigation report on the scene of the murder.

Ning Qingqing thought while watching.

Futuzi said that Mount Qingcheng was her former home, and that she was infected with the devil poison there.

In the past, she did not have a clear consciousness when making mushrooms, and she did not know where she had been, but listening to Futuzi talking about Qingcheng Mountain, she faintly agreed with it, and she also had such a strange anxiety and expectation. .

"What happened to Qingcheng Mountain now?" she asked.

"Two people have had an accident." Futuzi'swiped' to open another piece of information, and read word by word, "Wu Xiaqi, the second female disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, has changed a lot in her temperament and behaved abnormally. The male disciple ranked number one. Xi Junru was poisoned with magical poison and was subdued and taken into custody when he assassinated the head of Ning Tianxi."

Ning Qingqing slowly understood the information.

Closing the information, Futuzi bowed and said with a smile: "Wow, madam, don't misunderstand the Daoist monarch anymore. Look, isn't there someone else who has also had an accident? Fatty, I lifted the Donghuai Secret Realm of Huaiyin Mountain last time. , That Zhang Tianbao was sent back by their mountain lord to clean up the miserable situation, and it is impossible to come out to commit the crime again! Besides, the Dao Sovereign has already taken charge and prevents the Qingcheng Sword Sect from relocating, and Zhang Tianbao has no reason to deal with them again."

"Well," Ning Qingqing nodded, "Listening to you, I don't think the murderer looks like Zhang Tianbao."

Futuzi's eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he rubbed his fat hands: "Yes, right? Madam also thinks I make sense!"

There was a lot of joy in his heart. He remembered clearly that when Xie Wuwang explained it to Ning Qingqing, she didn't believe it at all, but Daojun was angry.

Now, by virtue of his three-inch tongue, his tongue is full of flowers, and his rhetoric, his words are astonishing, he has succeeded in persuading his wife. What does this mean? It shows that there is a specialization in the art industry, and in certain fields, he can surpass the Taoist! incredible!

Futuzi happily squeezed his hands: "Then madam, let's set off for Qingcheng Mountain! Daojun has called all the hidden guards beside him. Madam can run wild and ensure that a strand of hair will not be hurt. !"

Ning Qingqing remembered the few myceliums that had been broken by Xie Wuwang, and her eyes dazzled with distrust.

Half a day later, the Futuzi took Ning Qingqing and arrived at Qingcheng Mountain. In Ning Tianxi's room, he saw the senior brother Xi Junru who was tied into rice dumplings.

Ning Tianxi sat with her legs crossed beside the wooden table, carrying a brand new wine gourd in her hand, and taking two sips from time to time.

His eyes were rather deep and melancholy.

"Xiao Qing'er is back." With the wine gourd in his hand, he pointed to Xi Junru who was tied to the wooden pole, "Hey, last night, this kid came in with a sword and muttered something in his mouth. …"

He squinted his eyes and recalled and said: "What,'Go away, I don't want to be the head, the head can't save private money at all.' Then he said,'The old man doesn't have a piece of spiritual stone on his body, what am I doing? "Kill him", I said for a while, "The power of bullshit, don't mention it, it's better to give me a little bit of money to kiss my little sword if you have that skill.""

Ning Tianxi was bored with a soju: "I saw this kid's face is covered with magic lines, so I immediately tied him up! Originally, I was still fluttering, so I thought of a trick to deal with him, and I immediately became honest."

Ning Qingqing didn't understand, she followed Ning Tianxi's eyes and pretended to be contemplative.

Futuzi looked up and saw a twine hanging Xi Junru’s natal sword in front of him. His eyes stared directly at the sword hanging in the air, and his eyes followed the sword, swaying left and right. Shake it a bit.

With the magic pattern on his face and this silly expression, he didn't look evil at all, but rather a strangely cute and stupid.

Be honest and honest.

The corners of Futuzi's eyes and mouth twitched.

In my heart, it's no wonder Jian Xiu seldom gets into madness, because they are all insane at first-they are sword mads.

Ning Qingqing leaned closer and observed for a while, and found that the magic patterns on Xi Junru were exactly the same as those on him.

Ning Tianxi elaborated on the follow-up investigation matters again.

It turned out that several disciples in Zongli had seen Xi Junru arguing with the second senior sister Wu Xiaqi three days ago. After that, Xi Junru began to retreat, and no one saw him. Until last night, when Xi Junru appeared again, he was already poisoned by the devil.

Following this clue, I found Wu Xiaqi's place. When I asked, Wu Xiaqi, who was the most open-hearted and generous in Su Ri, was like a different person. No one paid any attention and would not say anything.

Ning Qingqing tilted his head slightly and asked, "Can people change randomly?"

This naive and ignorant stupidity made Ning Tianxi's hands tremble suddenly, and the wine gourd in her hand shook heavily, spilling a lot of liquor.

The old man was so distressed that he blew his beard, and the corners of his mouth curled into two downward lines.

Ning Qingqing's gaze was attracted by the things on the ground. She noticed that something translucent moved in the wine sprinkled on the ground.

"What is this?" She asked, recalling what the old gray-clothed monk had said to Xie Wuwang, "This, isn't it a magic gu?"

Ning Tianxi and Futuzi were both frightened. They only heard the "swish" sound of the breaking wind. The small house was instantly crowded with gray-clothed hidden guards, all of them, like a big enemy, and Ning Qingqing. Tuantuan is in the middle.

"Someone hit the head of Ning?" Futuzi raised his tone, and followed Ning Qingqing's fingers.

"Huh—" Everyone sighed with relief when they saw the thing on the ground clearly.

"Drunk Flower Bee," Ning Tianxi picked up the transparent bug on the ground, "steally drank so much alcohol from me, I don't even remember Drunk Flower Bee?"

The drunken flower bee is a peculiar kind of worm, shaped like a transparent bee, and is naturally addicted to alcohol. Put it in the wine and raise it, and it will drink the liquor, brew a kind of fragrant wine honey into the wine, the taste and flavor are excellent.

Ning Qingqing took the transparent little drunk insect curiously, and saw its completely drunken appearance, its wings flapping motionless.

She rolled her eyes, sneaked out a small strand of hyphae, and touched the drunk bug in her tentacles.

The feeling of drunkenness suddenly rushed to my mind, and the mycelium faithfully recorded the "body feeling" of the bug.

Ning Qingqing smiled, slantingly returned the Drunk Flower Bee to Ning Tianxi, and waved her small hand: "Go see the second sister!"

After the earthworms, Ning Qingqing learned another secret medicine-Drunken Bee.

After leaving Ning Tianxi's house, a hidden guard in grey clothed truthfully reported all the matters that had happened here to Xie Wuwang, who was going to the Loulan City secret store, through a sound transmission mirror.

After a while, there was a sharp wind, steady footsteps and Xie Wuwang's warm and smiling voice in the sound transmission mirror: "Watch her well."

Vaguely, it seemed that someone could still be heard howling in the flames.

Halfway through, Ning Qingqing quietly memorized the information in his hand.

Wu Xiaqi originally had a very loud voice, a bold and open-hearted personality, and a hot temper. She couldn't hide anything in her heart.

A few days ago, she suddenly began to speak softly and softly, like a maiden—oh no, she was originally a woman.

For a while, the brothers and sisters of Zongli almost never dealt with her again. It was only when the senior brother Xi Junru had an accident and everyone went to inquire about Wu Xiaqi's dispute that day, only to find that her temperament changed drastically, and the whole person was gloomy and awkward. She is defensive against people, as if everyone else is going to harm her.

From the perspective of mushrooms, it is really impossible to understand this change in temperament.

Ning Qingqing knocked on Wu Xiaqi's door in wonder.

Seeing that it was her, Wu Xiaqi was startled, she slightly reduced the defensiveness and hostility in her eyes, turned her sideways aside, and said tiredly: "Come in."

Futuzi wanted to follow up, but Wu Xiaqi coldly blocked the door.

Her eyes were stubborn, and she didn't back down.

"The fat former envoy waits for me outside!" Ning Qingqing poked her head out and bent her eyes.

Futuzi: "..."

Well, so many hidden guards are watching. For these assassination masters who are best at stealth, it makes no difference whether there is a wall or not.

After closing the door, Wu Xiaqi led Ning Qingqing into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.

After a long silence, she spit out a sullen sentence: "They don't believe me, Xiao Qing'er, do you doubt me too?"

Ning Qingqing looked at Wu Xiaqi's eyes.

The emotions contained in these eyes were too complicated for her to understand.

However, out of the keen intuition of higher creatures, when she saw Wu Xiaqi, Ning Qingqing knew that she had no malice towards herself.

So Ning Qingqing shook his head seriously: "I believe you."

Her eyes were particularly bright and sincere, as if there were two clusters of flames inside, Wu Xiaqi trembled slightly and hung her head anxiously.

After being silent for a while, Wu Xiaqi finally said: "Only you can understand me. I think, your love for Daojun is no less than I for him..."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She is an honest mushroom and doesn't like lying, so she kept silent and only blinked at Wu Xiaqi.

"I trust him absolutely." Wu Xiaqi raised her head suddenly, her eyes shining extremely persistently, "He is the best man in the world, just like a heavenly being falling into the mortal world. He has met with unsatisfactory things since he was a child, and the bad things around him. Always deceive him and humiliate him, and use their vicious hearts to speculate on him. He is very bitter! He used to be so bitter, but now he has finally gained the understanding and respect of the world. Of course, I must protect him and never let him go again. Misunderstood!"

Ning Qingqing: "I understand."

She tried to imitate Xie Wuwang's way of saying'understand', because she didn't understand what Wu Xiaqi was talking about.

Wu Xiaqi became excited and shook her hand with both hands.

"I know, Xiaoqinger, you will understand me! Do you believe me, right? If you believe me, then you should believe him too, right? So, you help me, help me persuade senior brother, let him Don't go crazy anymore, don't go crazy again! What devil poison, I think the big brother is his own demon! He is already demon!"

Her eyes shook violently, and anyone looking at it would know that her emotions were extremely unstable and she was close to collapse.

Ning Qingqing nodded and comforted: "Big brother is not going crazy, he is very good now."

Xi Junru, who had the sword hanging in front of him and his face covered with gray and black magic patterns, was really honest.

After hearing this, Wu Xiaqi gradually breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight smirk on her face: "Well, that's good. You don't know, since the last time the big brother saw Huang Xiaoyun come to him, it was like a demon. He kept scolding me and forbid me to approach him anymore."

Ning Qingqing racked his brains to recall the information that came down on the back of the Buddha's feet. Huang Xiaoyun, the only daughter who survived the Huangyun Sect's family, ended up hanging herself not long ago. The broken hairpin was a token of love from the "adulter" to Huang Xiaoyun. Ning Qingqing used mycelium to trace the texture on the hairpin. It was a very delicate handwork.

Wu Xiaqi looked a little angry: "It's just a coincidence, that Huang Xiaoyun was originally a freak, no one in the clan knows! Her parents died, and she didn't shed a single tear. Such a freak, she can't think about it, she won't live. What's so strange. Oh, just because she said a few words to him before she died, she should suspect him? How is this different from those bad things that look down upon people!"

Ning Qingqing nodded blankly.

Wu Xiaqi pursed her lips, her cheeks fluttered a little, and she said lowly: "The big brother has wronged him and treated him as a prodigal son, but it is not at all. How can I be worthy of him, I am so vulgar, vulgar, and unbearable. But he is a gentleman like a jade, if I don't change myself, he won't even be worthy of a single strand of hair!"

Ning Qingqing: "?"

She blinked her eyes and looked Wu Xiaqi up and down.

"No, you are fine." Ning Qingqing said.

Wu Xiaqi shook her head: "I'm just trying very hard to change myself, wanting to be worthy of him. He is the cloud in the sky, the original me, just like the mud in the ground. Xiao Qing'er, you say, he is as good as him People, it’s too late to take care of him, how can the big brother bear to push those dirty words on him!"

She became angry again, her voice louder as she spoke, her chest rising and falling sharply.

When she calmed down, Ning Qingqing tilted her head slightly and asked curiously: "If you change yourself, will he like you?"

"Yes." Wu Xia Qi blushed with shame.

"Did he tell you?" Ning Qingqing asked sincerely.

Wu Xiaqi obviously raised her vigilance, her eyes became sharper, and she looked at Ning Qingqing's eyes suddenly.

However, Wu Xiaqi involuntarily took off her guard when confronted with the innocent pupils that were black and white and the tails of the eyes were slightly drooping.

The appearance of this mushroom is too simple.

"He didn't say it explicitly." Wu Xiaqi smiled with memories on her face, "but I can see that he really likes the way I have changed. I am getting better and better for him. Isn't that a good thing? Look, he gave me this!"

Wu Xiaqi turned around, took out a small flower arrangement from the dark wooden grid on the bedside, and handed it to Ning Qingqing with a blushing face.

Ning Qingqing took it over, picked out the hyphae casually, and traced the exquisite handmade textures carefully.

Huh...Although the patterns are completely different, the compiling and engraving brushwork on the flower arrangement seems, seems, and the pattern on the broken hairpin is very similar.

"He made it by himself, isn't it good-looking?" Wu Xiaqi asked expectantly.

Ning Qingqing traced the flower arrangement and nodded slowly.

Wu Xiaqi was very happy, and began to talk about how good that person is and how worthy of being taken care of.

Ning Qingqing intermittently listened to some key words, and felt something was not quite right in her heart-the way that person spoke was especially like the heart demon who used to talk endlessly next to his ears, but he would not speak out like a heart demon. Stupid words, but subtly influence Wu Xiaqi, let Wu Xiaqi keep suppressing and demeaning herself.

Ning Qingqing was thinking about Wu Xiaqi's original appearance.

It turned out that she had a loud voice and a hot temper, just like...like a big red trumpet flower.

And now, because of that ‘him’, she has turned into a light-colored Sayuri with buds gathered.

Why do daffodils and Sayuri have to compete? Why do they have to say which one is better and which one is not good? If that person likes lilies, then he just goes to find lilies. Why do they have to find a daffodil and make it look like him?

Ning Qingqing thought so, and said: "But, if you don't look like yourself for him, then even if he likes you, he likes the fake Wu Xiaqi, not the real Wu Xiaqi!"

Wu Xia Qi looked at her blankly.

His lips gradually turned pale, and his eyes were sad and desperate: "Yes, Xiao Qing'er is right... Therefore, no matter how hard I try, I won't be worthy of him, right? In that case, what is the meaning of being alive!"

Ning Qingqing's eyes widened with surprise: "How can it be meaningless to be alive! You will meet more and more people, and there must be a lot of people who like daffodils!"

"No." Wu Xiaqi shook her head, "A bad person like me, only he will respect and pity me. If I can't catch him, I can only match some real bad people in my life."

Ning Qingqing opened his mouth wide, and the whole animal was stunned.

Her mushroom head really couldn't understand this incredible idea.

If she meets a male mushroom, and the other party doesn't like her pheromone, shouldn't she say goodbye politely and look for the mushroom that suits her?

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Qingqing shook his head in disapproval.

"I have been mixed with the seniors since I was a child, and I didn't cover up my words. From the outside, she was a woman who was innocent, self-loving and shameless, and her reputation was so bad." Wu Xiaqi was very ashamed.

Although Ning Qingqing is not a human being, she is also a little angry. She knew that this must not be Wu Xiaqi's problem, but that man's problem.

Mushroom can't scold people, but she really wants to scold that man.

She pressed her lips.

She knew that Wu Xiaqi was very wrong now, if she scolded that man, she would never tell herself these things about him.

"Big Brother saw him and Huang Xiaoyun together, is he angry with Big Brother?" Ning Qingqing asked.

Wu Xiaqi gently shook her head: "He has a broad heart, how can he be angry, just a little wronged. But he said it doesn't matter, as long as I believe him, it doesn't matter if others don't understand him. I don't allow the senior brother to go out and talk nonsense, so as not to give him. It caused trouble, and then had a big fight with Big Brother."

Ning Qingqing nodded, thinking, then the big brother was poisoned.

She turned her eyes to one side awkwardly, and said hypocritically: "In this case, once someone else knows about it, you have to doubt him. So you don't want to let others know."

"Yeah!" Wu Xiaqi nodded, "It's still Xiaoqinger that you know me best! I won't say anything, even if the big brother said it, I will never admit it."

Ning Qingqing held her hand silently, the hyphae stuck out, and pierced her skin with the drunk bee.

"If you don't say it, don't say it! Second Senior Sister wrote it to me."

Ning Qingqing spread out her palms and put her white and tender little hand under Wu Xiaqi's fingertips.

"Okay!" Wu Xiaqi nodded drunkly, and began to write and draw with her fingers dancing and dancing.

Halfway through.

Ning Qingqing raised her eyebrows in surprise: "... Chapter?"

"No!" Wu Xiaqi drunk at her, "I haven't finished writing yet!"

She continued to write down.

Ning Qingqing: "...oh."

After a stick of incense, Ning Qingqing shook his arm and left Wu Xiaqi's residence angrily.

Futuzi held her fat hand and waited for her.

"That man must be a bad guy!" Ning Qingqing wrinkled her eyes fiercely, "I'm sure!"

Futuzi smiled and greeted him: "Oh? Madam so sure?"

"Yes!" she said bitterly, "causing a good girl to become less like herself, lose her self-confidence, and feel insecure about gains and losses. Such a man is a badass! No matter how good he looks, it is useless! I, even if all the men in this world are dead, dead, I would not fall in love with such a guy!"

Futuzi: "..."

The hidden guard squatting on the top of the tree faithfully passed Ning Qingqing's words to the Taoist monarch.

Xie Wuwang: "."