After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 354 This is my friend
Ji stared at the child blankly for a while before finding his voice, "Huh?"

First of all, it was a dark and windy night, so it was very strange that a child was cornered in a chicken coop and asked if he could knit long johns.

Secondly, what are long johns?

Ling Miao looked at the chicken, staring at him for a long time but still couldn't give an accurate answer, and his tone became a little colder.

"Can you weave, or can't you weave?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Although the chicken didn't know what autumn pants were, in order to survive, he still hurriedly accepted them.

The child blinked, "Can you really knit?"

The chicken hurriedly said: "I can really knit! I actually learned how to knit from an old lady before! Let me knit for you! I'm sure I can knit you beautifully!"

"it is good."

Ling Miao nodded, her eyes brightening, "If you can knit long johns, then you are qualified to be my friend!"

Ji was stunned again: Is the threshold for being your friend so low?
Ling Miao looked down at the chicken in his mustard bag, threw a few low-grade spiritual stones on the table next to the chicken shed, and turned to look at the chicken.

"Let's go, what are you doing standing around?"

Ji was stunned for half a second, then quickly followed, "Oh, okay!"

This child is very strange, so I have no choice but to go along with her first and then find a chance to sneak away later.

Ling Miao had been out for a while, and she met a weaving chicken again, so she took her new friend back to the yard first.

After preliminary inspection, it seems that there are just some ordinary people living nearby, and there does not seem to be any danger.

After returning to the yard, Ling Miao first took a look at Lin Xia in the main room through the window.

Through the screen window, she saw the person inside sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating with her eyes closed, her expression no longer as painful as when she was possessed. It seemed that she had succeeded. Now Lin Xia was trying to control the spiritual energy in her body.

Ling Miao nodded with satisfaction and went around the other rooms, grabbing a few rolls of wool and needles to give to her new chicken friend.

Ling Miao squatted in front of the chicken, "If you can knit autumn trousers, you can be friends, but if you can't knit autumn trousers, look over there."

Looking at the chicken along Ling Miao's finger, what the child pointed at was actually a pot of chicken being cooked on the stove in the kitchen!

It's a thrill.

When Wangcai heard what Ling Miao said, he took the fox's head out of the small cloth bag again, hung it on the child's shoulder and shed tears while letting out a "chichijijiji" laugh.

chicken:"……"

Why is this child so scary... She is indeed a devil...

But luckily, it’s really a chicken that can weave!

The chicken grabbed the stick and needle with both wings, visually measured Ling Miao's height, and cursed in his heart, 'Bah! The short-legged Xiaodou Miao' began to knit the legendary long johns for her.

Ling Miao found it novel when she saw that the chicken was actually weaving in a decent way, so she moved a small bench and sat down opposite it, holding her chin up to watch it weave.

The pot in the kitchen was simmering, and the smell of meat wafted out from time to time. There were chickens knitting her long johns, and the scene was very warm for a while.

After a while, Ling Miao calculated the time, ran into the kitchen and put some cumin in the pot, then walked out with her food, ready to eat and watch.

As soon as the child walked out of the kitchen, there was movement from the main room next to him, as if someone was standing up and moving around.

Ling Miao's eyes lit up with joy, and she hurried over, kicked open the door, and stepped in.

"Senior Brother Lin, how are you feeling now? Have you got the breath in your body under control?"

There shouldn't be any need for her to kill him!
Lin Xia, who was standing in the room, followed Ling Miao's movement and his eyes fell on her.

His face and lips were pale at this time, but he no longer looked embarrassed just now, and it could be seen that he had already dealt with it by himself.

At this time, his handsome face showed weakness, and the unruly and unruly look in the past was gone. Now at first glance, he looked like a sickly and beautiful man. "Under control."

Lin Xia nodded towards Ling Miao and said, "Thank you very much this time."

Ling Miao breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

"..."

After seeing Lin Xia thank the child, there was no further explanation, and a complex expression changed on her face. She stared at Lin Xia strangely for a long time, but when she saw that the other party still didn't speak, she simply took the initiative to attack.

The child gave Lin Xia a big smile.

"Ah? Senior Brother Lin? It's gone now? Are you just going to thank me with your mouth?"

Lin Xia was stunned. He had just returned from the hell gate and was still a little out of sorts for a while.

He looked at Ling Miao blankly, and saw the child's eyes constantly glancing towards his waist. He followed the child's gaze, lowered his head blankly, and saw the mustard bag on his waist.

"..."

The memory of the dead suddenly invaded his mind with a bang, exploding in colorful colors.

Lin Xia felt dizzy and her breathing was a little unsteady.

What! Do you still insist on robbing at this time? This kid! She really regards robbery as her life's career! He cried to death!
He covered his forehead, touched his waist feebly, took off his mustard bag, unlocked the restraints, and then handed the mustard bag directly to the child.

"Take it, take it, take it as you like."

"Hey, okay!"

The child freed one hand from the pot and took Lin Xia's bag of mustard seeds. "I also cooked chicken. Do you want to eat it together?"

Lin Xia was stunned again, but then his eyes were attracted by something else.

He lowered his head a little more and looked at the child's feet, "Chicken?"

At the child's feet, there was a bronze chicken standing. It seemed that it had heard the noise and ran over to watch the excitement.

Ling Miao didn't show any surprise at the sudden appearance of the chicken. It was obvious that she knew about its existence.

A child and a chicken stand together in harmony, which looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Lin Xia pointed to the chicken at Ling Miao's feet, "Why is there a chicken here?"

Ling Miao glanced down and replied casually: "Oh, this is my friend."

"?"

Lin Xia: Has the world become like this?
After quietly watching the person and the chicken for a few seconds, he pointed the finger of the bronze chicken to the pot in Ling Miao's hand.

"What about the pot in your hand? Is it also your friend?"

"..."

Ling Miao looked down at the pot of chicken in his hand and was stunned for a moment. He thought to himself that he was indeed the young head of the Lin family. In a dazed state, his emotions could be so stable and his eyesight could be so tricky!

She blanked her eyes for a second, coughed to relieve her embarrassment, and started talking nonsense with a natural expression.

"Yes...that's right! You are one of our own when you come! Are you friends? There is no difference between raw and familiar!"

Lin Xia: "...Forget it, it's up to you."

Ling Miao: "So, do you want some of my friends?"

Lin Xia: "Please take your friends and leave my sight immediately."