I am rich in the fairy world

The aroma of Hu Qing's cooking attracted many young monks, some of whom were only about thigh high, holding on to the pillars and licking the corners of their mouths.

"Come here, I'll treat you to food."

The young monks were giggling, wanting to come forward but not daring to do so, so Hu Qing went over and brought them over, half coaxing and half threatening. All of them were very well-behaved. They sat in a row on the roadside, handed out a bowl to each person, and said thank you sweetly to Hu Qing.

Ouch, this is much more pleasing to the eye than the bad kids at home.

Hu Qing handed out steamed buns to them, and when the young monks bit into them, they all squealed and their eyes lit up.

Ouch, Hu Qing's heart melted, and he quickly started another pot to cook sweet soup for them.

Boil the sweet soup and then grill the skewers. Be very careful not to let too much oil on the skewers, so as not to upset your stomach.

After feeding for a long time, their little bellies were raised high. The full little monks began to be in a daze, their eyelids sank little by little, and their heads were tilted.

Hu Qing saw it funny and called someone to come and take them away. They all expressed their gratitude to Hu Qing.

Hu chuckled, his eyebrows arching: "A family."

Shui Xin turned around and said with a dark face: "There is nothing I like to eat."

Hu Qing said contemptuously: "Competing with a group of children, you are really promising."

Shui Xin said: "Hurry up and make me something to eat. After eating, I will take care of the yellow pepper matter."

Hu Qing raised his eyebrows: "Is it easy?"

Shui Xin: "I asked her, she just wanted to take a look, so there is no need for her to come in person. Once I figure out where her bloodline is, I will take a ray of consciousness from her and send it to her."

Suddenly asked Hu Qing: "You should have descendants of the same bloodline in the mortal world."

Hu Qing shrugged: "Sorry, I don't pay attention to this."

Generations of parents are fused with their essence and blood. Whose descendants are the descendants of? They are the descendants of the entire ethnic group. Don't say that she didn't grow up in this world, it was the original world. Just look at the quarrels she got into with a few direct blood relatives, and you can see how stubborn she is about her blood relationship.

Of course, Hu Nuan does not count. After all, she was born and raised by herself, which is different.

Thinking about Huang Jiao'er, Hu Qing was fast and good, Shui Xin's appetite was not as big as hers, so he put down his chopsticks after only half a day.

It happened to be the first night of the first lunar month, and the sky was pitch black. The location was chosen in an empty attic.

Huang Jiaoer was very nervous and swallowed: "Can't you cast the spell again at noon tomorrow?"

There was a circle of white candles around her, and the candlelight flickered as she looked at Shui Xin's face. In the not very bright light, the face faded, and so did her thoughts.

When I met this person, I realized that my reputation as number one was in jeopardy because he was still hairless.

Shui Xin said seriously: "I have something to do tomorrow."

Huangjiaoer: "."

I just wanted to squeeze in some time to kill her.

She is also so willful and offends people, relying on her face.

Sure enough, good-looking people have bad tempers.

Huang Jiao'er actually understood Shui Xin and said in a harmonious voice: "Okay, you can help me figure it out. Do you need my blood?"

Looking at Hu Qing, he motioned for her to prick her finger.

Hu Qing felt like she was a different person, even pricking her fingers. He pinched her fingertips, stabbed her with spiritual power, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dropped it into the small cup prepared by Shui Xin.

"If her brothers are very fertile, they will have as many offspring as weeds. Which one are you looking for? Also - girls inherit the essence and blood of their parents just like boys. Their offspring are actually no different in blood relationship from the offspring of men. How do you find them? "

Shui Xin looked at her like a fool: "Why do mortals pay attention to their clan surnames? Why don't they just choose their own surnames? Why do they sacrifice their ancestors and pass on their blood? Even the emperor has to pay attention to his legitimate concubine?"

Hu Qing was dumbfounded for a few seconds, then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean - these rules of the mortal world are actually the Tao of the mortal world?"

Shui Xin snorted: "In order to deduce her bloodline, I naturally first look for someone with a genealogy as proof and a descendant with a good reputation. Then I look for someone with the same surname, and then I look for someone closest to the same surname."

Hu Qing: "How many can you find?" Shui Xin was speechless, how many can you find? Are the nine tribes enough?

Huang Jiaoer hurriedly said: "The nearest one will do."

Shui Xin gave Hu Qing a sideways glance and began to cast spells.

Hu Qing stared at it, it was not difficult to find a bloodline relative, but she didn't know how to do it. She can't do anything related to divination and deduction. God has set a shortcoming for her.

In the small cup of clear wine, the drop of bright red blood turned into a ball of thread, pulling and pulling, Huang Jiao'er couldn't help but hold her breath.

Shui Xin held her hand and calculated for a long time, with a strange look on her face.

When his fingers stopped, Hu Qing said: "What? There are too many people?"

Shui Xin: "Only one."

Hu Qing was shocked: "Only one? Can you count one, or -"

Shui Xin: "Only one left."

Huang Jiaoer quickly clenched her palms.

Hu Qing: "One will do, it's better than none."

To be honest, the reproduction of the population depends on everyone. While some people have more children, some people must not have so many children. It is not surprising in any case.

"According to my calculations, your family should have disappeared shortly after you left - this would be between half a year and ten years."

Huang Jiaoer's face turned pale, and she gave a weak smile after a while: "It's not impossible. With the old emperor's virtue, whether he is usurped or the country is destroyed, the people in Kyoto are the first to lose their lives. Every day When there is a mutiny, the first to die are the officials and their families.”

She sneered: "Or maybe something happened and my whole family was raided or the nine tribes were exterminated."

Hu Qing touched his nose and said nothing.

Shui Xin: "Since then, there has been only one bloodline. From generation to generation, there is only one bloodline now."

Hu Qing pursed his lips. That one was not only from the Huang family, but also a descendant of a closer blood relationship.

People, don’t be too persistent. After three generations, no one will know your name.

"Do you want to see me?"

Huang Jiaoer bit her lip: "See you."

"Okay." Shui Xin immediately burned her blood, asked for a ray of her consciousness, formed a seal and cast a spell.

Huang Jiaoer sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

Hu Qing winked at Shui Xin desperately: I want to go too.

A ray of spiritual consciousness wrapped around it, and Shui Xin held it: "You can only watch, don't practice rashly in the mortal world, otherwise it will attract the backlash of heaven, and I won't be able to save you."

Hu Qingren was in the attic, responsible for guarding. A ray of consciousness followed Shuixin's spiritual power through thousands of mountains and rivers. At a certain point, he entered the mortal world and immediately felt the heavy pressure of heaven.

Huang Jiao'er didn't know that Hu Qing was also following her. Her consciousness followed the ray of consciousness and the bloodline induction, and landed in an ordinary courtyard.

Someone was yelling and scolding: "Damn girl, move faster, delay your father from selling meat, see if I don't expose your skin."

The torch was inserted into the hole in the earthen wall, and the thin figure was busy.

Huang Jiao'er immediately became angry. How dare you challenge her descendants? !

The pressure around her suddenly increased, making her afraid to move rashly.

At this time, the crisp girl's voice sounded louder than the woman's voice: "What you are afraid of is not delaying my father's selling of meat, but what you are afraid of delaying you in delivering meat to your parents' family. My father is unlucky enough to marry someone like you. Mother, what's the use of having two cubs that can't even hold a knife? You'd better fatten them up. One day, my hands will be itchy and I'll chop all three of you with a knife."

After saying that, she easily lifted up a machete that was longer than her arm, and with a clang, the pig's head rolled down, blocking out the curses of the woman in the room.

Huang Jiaoer smiled. (End of chapter)