She is Starlight Falling Fingertips

Chapter 389: Tumi Weiyang (3)

After seeing them off, Jiu'er looked at the spacious hall, um, it was a little deserted.

She beckoned, and Tuanzi immediately ran over, her fur was very soft.

Jiu'er touched and touched it fondly, and took it upstairs to the study.

Before her husband comes back, she should just sit in the study.

By the way, get familiar with the lines again, this is her first time acting in a drama, she must do well!

Try to get the first one back, so her husband will be very happy!

Under the dim light in the study, her fair and immature face was glowing with luster.

She propped up her small and round chin, looked at the script book intently, sometimes pursed her lips, and sometimes frowned.

The play is called "Tu Mi Wei Young", which tells the story of Shangxian Jiqing who accidentally found a Tumi flower in the world, and planted it in his mansion.

One day, Tu Mihua cultivated into a spirit, transformed into a young girl, pursued Ji Qing relentlessly, and finally embraced the beautiful boy.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and Ji Qing's deadly enemy found out about the two of them, and they were exposed.

The Tumi Flower Demon was crusaded by people from the fairy world, and Ji Qing and her were forced to a cliff, where they fought with all the immortals.

In the end, Tumi didn't want to be involved and Ji Qing was not tolerated by the fairy world, and danced for him one last time, his body turned into countless Tumi petals and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

How happy they are when they are together, how painful it is when life and death are separated.

Since then, Jiqing has never stepped into the fairy world, and stays alone at the place where he first met Tumi with the fond memories of the two of them together.

Looking at it, Jiu'er suddenly had an unbearable headache, frowned tightly, and stroked his forehead.

Some fragmentary images flashed through my mind, in which there seemed to be a man and a woman wearing white clothes, their backs were so familiar.

When she wanted to find out, her headache became more severe, and she still couldn't see the appearance of the two people inside.

"Ah~ ah~ ah~" At this moment, several calls suddenly sounded outside the window.

Jiu'er shook his head, pressed the table and stood up.

When she stopped thinking about the picture in her mind, her head stopped aching.

At this time, there were a few strange screams outside the window again.

Jiu'er froze, this cry...could not be the crow that she chased away last time, right?

"Ah~ ah~ ah~"

She was suffering from a headache just now, and that stinky crow ran to the window of her house and yelled again. Could it be such bad luck? !

Puffing her cheeks angrily, she walked quickly to the window and opened the curtains
Then froze.
What the hell is this?

Not a crow?
How did it become a green fluffy little skylark?
However, this little skylark is really cute.

Jiu'er opened the window, looked at the fluffy little skylark flapping its wings like a green cloud, and said, "Little thing, do you want to come in?"

It was still snowing outside, and there was a thin layer of white snow on the little skylark, full of cuteness.

Jiu'er felt even more joyful in her heart when she saw it, she turned sideways to make room for it, and waited for it to enter the house.

"Yeah~"

The little skylark let out a cry of excitement, and the curled hair on the top of its head trembled wildly in the wind.

The two small Wuliu eyes glanced into the room, then lowered her body, and quickly passed Jiuer's side.

Wandering by her side for a while, it landed on her hand.

Feeling those two cool little paws tightly gripping her hand, Jiu'er inexplicably felt a bit sour in her heart.

"Little guy, what the hell are you? How did you appear here?"

"Ah~ ah~ ah~"

Little Skylark's pointed mouth opened and closed, and Jiu'er was delighted to see her naive appearance.

But she couldn't understand what it said at all.

Jiu'er held it in front of her eyes and stared at it.

"Forget it, no matter what you are, since you have come in, you can stay here for a few days. When you want to leave someday, or your master comes to look for you, you can go."

After closing the window, Jiu'er put his hands on the table again, and the little skylark jumped onto the table.

Jiu'er sat down beside the table, and read the script book again.

Unexpectedly, Little Skylark suddenly jumped onto the script book, scratching the fluff of its abdomen a few times with its red beak.

Jiu'er tilted her head, and noticed that it seemed to be looking for something.

So he stretched out his hand to touch its belly, and sure enough, he found a small glass bottle the size of a thumbnail.

The shape is like a drift bottle, and there is a small note inside.

She let go of the little skylark, opened the bottle, and tore apart the note.

Inside, a row of densely packed small characters are neatly arranged.

The font is beautiful, elegant and unrestrained, like flowing clouds and flowing water, which makes people's eyes shine.

This is a man's font.

But what era is it now, why do people still use flying pigeons, oh no, larks to send messages?

Jiu'er smiled and looked at the words on it carefully.

It's another year of harsh winter, how are you?

There is no recipient, no sender, only a burning peach blossom painted in the lower right corner.

Is this really like a drifting bottle?
With this understanding, Jiu'er couldn't help curling her lips, it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

But, hee hee, since she met her, it doesn't matter if she replies?
She took a slender signature pen from the pen holder on the desk, and found a small piece of white paper.

Just about to pick up the pen to write, she looked at the pen in her hand again, found another piece of paper, tried it, it was obviously too thick.

The written words are all messed up, who can see it?
Rolling her eyes, she ran back to the bedroom and took the treasure gourd that Grandpa Stove King gave her.

Speaking of which, although she is now full of aura in her body, her mana has still not recovered.

Still can only rely on foreign objects to cast spells.

I saw her lips move slightly, and the white light flashed in the palm of her hand. She brushed the little note lightly, and the original words on the note disappeared.

Instead, there is a line of beautiful lowercase plum blossoms.

"Hey, little thing, since you are the little skylark delivering the message, it proves that you are the owner. Now go and send this thing back."

She stuffed the note back into the small bottle, and suddenly thought of something, and struck out a spell with her fingertips.

Two small holes suddenly appeared on the lid of the small bottle. With a wave of her bare hand, a slender red string slowly passed through the two holes.

It automatically tied a knot and put it around Little Skylark's neck.

Just now she saw that the owner of the little thing stuffed the little bottle under the belly of the little skylark somehow.

The little bottle didn't fall down.

She doesn't have that ability, so she can only do this.

And she felt that it was much safer to do so than to put it under the belly of the little thing.

Don't worry about the bottle accidentally falling off the little skylark's belly when it is flying.

The little skylark is so small that no one can see it even with a small bottle hanging around its neck.

After hanging up the little bottle, Jiu'er pushed open the window, held the little skylark in both hands and let it go.

The little skylark fluttered a few times in front of the window, and then flew past the tall banyan tree outside the window.

In the white snow, its small green figure disappeared within a few seconds.

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