My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"What are you looking at me for?"

Chapter 55 The Demon

　Zheng Si'er saw that the two were looking at her inexplicably, and didn't pay any attention to it.

She pulled the belt directly, and the white gauze dress she wore fell heavily from her round and smooth jade shoulders into the stream because it had absorbed enough water.

The eyes are as white as jade, the slenderness is in the middle, and it is shortened to fit.

The two round and slender jade legs were pretty and half submerged in the water, and the line of sight gradually went up. On the smooth and flawless flat lower abdomen was the same lotus birthmark as Zheng Si'er.

Naked under the gauze skirt, Zheng Si'er stood naked in front of the two of them, and began to put on her bellyband leisurely.

Ling Xiaodong's eyes almost popped out.

His mind went blank for a while, and only one sentence came to mind:

It is indeed several times bigger than Zheng Sier's...

"ah!"

Mu Qinghe was the first to react, she let out a piercing scream, quickly covered Ling Xiaodong's eyes, turned her head and glared at Zheng Si'er.

"What are you doing!"

"Get dressed."

Zheng Si'er wrapped her hands around her back, tied the knot behind her back, and turned her head to look behind her from time to time, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she muttered:

"Your thing is really troublesome, it's not as good as my chest wrap."

Mu Qinghe only felt that she was talking about chicken and duck, and she was almost on the verge of getting angry.

"You're just wearing it here? Don't you think there's something wrong?"

Zheng Si'er looked at her with a confused face, and said doubtfully:

"No? What's wrong? Oh, it's so troublesome. Forget it, I won't wear it anymore."

She lowered her head and took off the bellyband, fished out the dress from the water again, and put it on as before.

Mu Qinghe's willow eyebrows were erected, her phoenix eyes were wide open, and she said:

"Daoist Ling is here! You just... you dare to take it all off? It's not that you don't feel ashamed of your body, right?"

"Just read it. Brother Ling is my brother, not an outsider."

Mu Qinghe's pretty face turned red, and she had thousands of words stuck in her throat, but in the end she could only turn into a curse.

"You...you! You have no shame!"

"Hey! You demon girl also said that I have no shame! How interesting!"

Zheng Si'er folded the small bellyband in her hand, stuffed it into her bosom, and stared back at Mu Qinghe in front of her.

"According to what you said, you used my body to kiss Brother Ling... on the lips! I didn't even bother you!"

As soon as she said kiss, the extreme scene in that alley appeared in her mind again, and she couldn't help but her cheeks were glowing, and her ears were pink.

At that time, I was so scared that I thought I was going to give birth to brother Ling.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and touched her stomach, muttering to herself.

Although Brother Ling said it would not be possible, but is it true that there will be no baby?

What should I do if I have it?

Doesn't that mean that younger brother Ling has to marry into the palace, and doesn't he steal Xiaoyan's sweetheart?

Just as the two girls were fighting each other, Ling Xiaodong broke free from Mu Qinghe's slightly cold slippery hands.

He waved his hands repeatedly at Zheng Si'er and Mu Qinghe, and said in horror:

"I don't see anything, I don't remember anything! Go ahead, I'm going back to cook."

After that, he fled this place of right and wrong with the packed venison in his hand.

The master ran away, and the two girls didn't have the mood to continue arguing, but they still didn't like each other, they all raised their heads and snorted coquettishly, then turned their heads and went their separate ways.

The sun was about to rise to noon, and only then did the smoke rise from the forest.

The crimson flames were crackling and licking the firewood. There was an earthen pot hanging above the fire, and the soup inside was bubbling and bubbling. The strong aroma of venison mixed with the smell of natural spices floated into everyone's nostrils.

Yue Yingying sat next to her with her arms around her knees, her eyes fixed on the earthen pot, her small Qiong nose twitched slightly, and there was a sound of swallowing saliva in her throat.

"are you done?"

"It's coming soon."

Ling Xiaodong perfunctorily answered the question that the master had asked countless times, and kept adding firewood to the fire.

There is not only venison soup on the top of the campfire, but also a circle of venison on the cut branches.

Now is the season for the beasts in the forest to fatten up. The venison is sizzling with oil from the hot flames, the skin is crispy, and the fat drips from the meat skewers into the fire from time to time.

Yue Yingying became a little anxious, and stretched out her hand to push the disciple's shoulder beside her.

"How long will it take to get better? I'm going to starve to death!"

Ling Xiaodong turned to look at her helplessly, and said:

"Master, haven't you been bigu a long time ago? Although you can't use spiritual power in this world of immortals, it won't change your Taoist body. No matter how hungry you are, you won't die from hunger."

Yue Yingying rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm just hungry, can't I? Do you want to teach me?"

"Okay, okay, Brother Que! Miss Mu! Dinner is ready!"

Ling Xiaodong perfunctory, then raised his head to greet Zheng Si'er and Mu Qinghe who were not far away.

Using the bowls and spoons bought by Zheng Si'er to distribute delicious food to everyone, Ling Xiaodong looked around and found that there was still one person missing.

"What about Grandma Mo?"

Mu Qinghe held the wooden bowl in her hand, gently blew on the fragrant broth in the bowl, and replied after hearing the words:

"Grandma doesn't kill and doesn't eat meat, as long as it's alive, she doesn't eat anything."

"so......"

Ling Xiaodong nodded. Anyway, the monks in the upper three realms have long been bigu, and there is no problem if they don't eat.

Like my own master, it's just greedy.

"Brother Ling's cooking is really top-notch! No cook in the palace can compare to you!"

Zheng Si'er held the skewers in one hand and the wooden bowl in the other, and she didn't dislike the heat. She ate the meat and drank the soup, the corners of her mouth were glistening with oil.

Mu Qinghe scolded Zheng Si'er next to her:

"Did you talk like that? Do the gentleman far away from the cook understand? How dare you compare Daoist Ling with the cook!"

Ling Xiaodong smiled and waved his hands.

"It's okay, I don't have such a term."

Zheng Si'er originally thought that she had really said something wrong after hearing Mu Qinghe's words, and quickly lowered her head as if admitting her mistake, but with Ling Xiaodong's protection, she raised her head again.

"Did you hear that? You just shut up! Do you understand Brother Ling or I?"

Mu Qinghe was too lazy to argue with her, and continued to blow the hot air in the bowl with small mouthfuls.

She took a sip tentatively, immediately Madai frowned, and spit out a small pink tongue, with some tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Hiss! It's hot!"

"Hey, your cat's tongue? It's hot."

Zheng Si'er glanced at her with great interest, raised the wooden bowl braggingly, drank the broth in the bowl in a hurry, and shook the empty wooden bowl in Mu Qinghe's hand with a laugh.

Ling Xiaodong asked with concern:

"Is Miss Mu okay? Let me take a look."

He walked over, held Mu Qinghe's small face in his hands, and asked her to open her mouth to look inside.

Zheng Si'er's smile instantly froze on her face, Mu Qinghe tilted her head obediently, but her bright eyes were squinting at Zheng Si'er, with a sly smile inside.

Zheng Si'er could only mutter disheartenedly:

"What a witch!"

Chapter 56 Who do you like

After drinking and eating, Ling Xiaodong took a ladle of water and doused the fire.

After eating, Yue Yingying didn't know where to go to get lazy, and Grandma Mo and that Ling'er girl were useless in the current situation.

In the end, it was up to Ling Xiaodong, Zheng Sier and Mu Qinghe to build the house together.

But when it comes to building houses, even Ling Xiaodong has no experience. When he was watching the moon, he mostly repaired broken doors and windows. He really doesn't know how to build tall buildings from flat ground.

Ling Xiaodong had heard that before building a house, you had to lay a foundation, rammed earth, and laid bricks and stones, but he had no idea what needed to be done after that.

But these are not problems, because the house they live in only needs to not collapse within a few months, and it does not need to be as strong as a few decades.

Relying on the sharpness of the magic weapon in his hand and Ling Xiaodong's magical power, three simple and identical wooden houses were quickly built.

The three of them worked together to build a building that looked like it could barely be called a house, but the details were horrific.

There is not even a single window in this house, only one exit that can be entered and exited is left as the gate.

However, due to time constraints, the wooden door is made of a whole piece of wood. There is no rotating hinge for the opening and closing of the door. If you want to close the door, you have to block the door with a wooden board. If you want to go out, you have to move it yourself, which is very troublesome.

It can only be said that this house barely meets the basic conditions of being able to shelter from wind and rain.

The rest is nothing, the house is empty, there are no tables, chairs and benches, and even the quilts are placed directly on the wooden floor.

But it was such a simple house, and after the three of them finished their work, the whole day passed like this.

In the end, the result of the housing allocation was that Grandma Mo and Mu Qinghe shared a room, Yue Yingying lived with Zheng Si'er and Miss Ling'er, and Ling Xiaodong slept in a room alone.

There is no way, who told him that he was the only man among all the people.

Originally, Ling Xiaodong's plan was that Zheng Si'er and Miss Ling'er shared a room, and he lived with his master.

But Yue Yingying only gave him a supercilious look in the end, and said sarcastically:

"As a teacher, how dare I sleep in the same room with you? Even a girl who just 'knows' can be so ambiguous with you. Wouldn't it be more unscrupulous for someone who is familiar with you?"

Ling Xiaodong understood immediately.

Master, her old man is still brooding over Mu Qinghe who suddenly popped up.

Although the three rooms are not large in size, they are empty because there is no furniture inside, and it is more than enough for three people to sleep in one room.

After dinner, Ling Xiaodong returned to his own wooden house after going to the stream to wash up.

When the board was moved, the interior of the house without any openings suddenly became pitch black. Even without night vision, he could still see clearly with his naked eyes in the dark.

Lying on the mattress made of bear skin, Ling Xiaodong's limbs were limp, and he let out a long sigh of relief looking at the roof.

The busy day was finally over, and just as he was closing his eyes and preparing to fall asleep, there were a few knocking sounds outside the wooden boards at the door.

"Who? Come in."

The wooden board was moved away, and it was none other than Zheng Si'er who came in with a smile on his face.

Ling Xiaodong started from the bear skin, and was a little surprised to see the people at the door.

"Brother Que? Is there anything else you can do to find me so late?"

Zheng Si'er didn't speak, but she still pursed her thin lips lightly, the corners of her mouth and the corners of her eyes formed the same arc, one was up and the other was down, Ling Xiaodong who was smiling didn't know why.

She took a step forward, stepped into the house, moved the door panel behind her back without moving, and the house turned back to darkness again.

"Huh? Bro, what do you want to do?"

Ling Xiaodong propped himself up and moved back in fear, feeling that Zheng Sirer was a little abnormal now.

Zheng Si'er tiptoed to Ling Xiaodong's back, and knelt behind him with her knees together, a pair of delicate soft clothes gently resting on Ling Xiaodong's shoulders.

"It's nothing serious, just seeing Brother Ling working so hard today, I'll let you loosen your muscles and bones."