The House of Meishan was small and exquisite, with an excellent scenery. Xin Mei could not sit still after drinking a cup of tea in the main hall. She went out to stroll on her own, leaving behind the two men, one silently condensing and the other uneasy.
“General, please, please have a tea...” Meishan poured the tea with his trembling hands. As a result half of the tea fell on the table.
Pinenut Candy / sōngzǐ táng
Source | Baike Baidu
"General, please eat ... eat some tea fruit ..." He then brought out a plate of pinenut candy, with half the candy inside the plate shook to the ground.
Lu Qianqiao sipped his tea and lightly said, “You seem to be afraid of me?”
"No, no..." Lord Meishan hung his head in shame. He was just at a loss when it came to this single-handed and aggressive race who when fought, would fight fiercely. In case he offended them, with a slap of the hand from one of them could blow him into a slag.
“I heard that you know everything from heaven to earth. This time I come...”
“I know I know!” Lord Meishan hastily nodded his head, “I can guess what the General wants to ask. As for how a mix descendants of the berserker clan with ordinary people will survive the transformation at the age of 25, I can ask my little crow to look into it. You can rest assured. “
The little crow had always been known as his third eye. It seemed like this kind of thing would not be difficult for it ,so it should not be a problem for him to hand the task over.
“Ah... The matter is not that difficult, except... that... my side will not accept gold and silver treasures. If General can beat me in drinking, well this, of course... “
When it came to ask for payment, he started to stammer. Occasionally, he would look up and took a peek at Lu Qianqiao’s face. He saw Lu Qianqiao’s eyebrows wrinkled, then he raised his hand and explore his cheat. Meishan was so shocked that he waved his hand repeatedly, “How could I ask payment for something this trifle? No need, no need to pay!”
Lu Qianqiao stared at him and put down his hand, “I am not good at drinking. I heard that you are crazy about alcohol. Therefore, this time I will use the ancient speciality of my family in worshipping gods in heaven by mixing wine ingredients as a payment. However... “
He looked at Lord Meishan’s shrunken figure, and smiled, “Since you don’t want it, then I shall thank you very much.”
..... Retribution! This was the retribution for his cowardice!
Lord Meishan left the main hall with tears in his eyes. He wanted to find a quiet place to mend his broken heart and he happened to pass by the kitchen. He saw a group of spirit ghosts in white shirt and red skirts cheering in front of the kitchen door. Feeling curious, he leaned over and saw Xin Mei cutting vegetables in front of the chopping board. She made the huge and thick kitchen knife looked like a willow knife with its dazzling gleam flashed wildly. In a blink of an eye, several plates were neatly stacked with shredded and sliced vegetables pieces.
Marvellous!
Trembled with excitement, Lord Meishan rushed to the front and clapped his hands with all his strength. Xin Mei wiped her hands and asked him, “Lord Meishan, I heard that immortals don’t eat meat, so I will prepare vegetarian dishes. What do you like to eat? “
Lord Meishan answered with a trembling voice, “Eat ...eat tofu ...”
She nodded. She then fished up a piece of tofu from the basin and compared it with a kitchen knife. The big knife didn’t seemed inappropriate. Someone handed her a knife as thin as a cicada’s wings as a replacement. She looked back and smiled, “Then, I’ll carve Meishan daren (title of respect toward superiors) from the tofu. Let’s eat it steamed. “
Lord Meishan was in tears.
An example of steamed tofu Chinese style
Source | China Sichuan Food
So, that was how the dinner menu that day ended up. Tofu Meishan was steamed and served to the table. Xin Mei picked up its head with a pair of chopsticks and put it into Lord Meishan’s bowl. She then said, “This is your head, Lord Meishan. You should eat first.”
Meishan had never eaten such a delicious meal. He ate it without paying attention to anything and ended up groaning while holding his ball-sized belly.
Xin Mei was very worried, “Lord Meishan, your belly looks like a ball. Why don’t you lie down for a while?”
He was reluctant to leave, as he noticed Liu Qianqiao busily drank his soup with his head bowed down. He wanted to be brave enough to hold Xin Mei’s snow-white hand and made some tender remarks. First, he praised her superb cooking skills and then said that he didn’t have the time to thank her yet for the last time she carried him upstairs and took care of him tenderly at the restaurant.
However, as soon as he reached out his hand, Liu Qianqiao put down his bowl and gave him a look.
Meishan immediately drew back his hand and lower his head, feeling dejected as he toyed with his sleeve.
The spirit ghosts in white shirta and red skirts came in to clean up the leftovers. They could not help snickering when they saw Lord Meishan looking in a daze with his rounded belly. He glared at them with a red face, “It wasn’t the least bit like that! Hurry up in cleaning, then leave! “
The spirit ghosts grimaced at him, picked up the empty dishes and went out briskly. Suddenly, one of them stumbled over the threshold, and a drop of soup fell on its red skirt. With a swoosh, it turned into a white paper with a small human-shaped cut out and floated down to the ground as a drop of soup could be seen on the white paper.
Xin Mei looked stunned.
Lord Meishan hastily waved his hands at her, “Don’t mind it. All the spirit ghosts are transformed from white papers with my psychic skill.”
He rubbed his painful belly as he picked up the piece of white paper and threw it behind him. It fell to the ground and turned back into a lively ghost in a white shirt and red skirt. It smiled back at the stunned Xin Mei and continued carrying the plate away.
Xin Mei looked pitifully at Meishan who had his face streamed with sweats, “Lord Meishan, you better lie down. You’re gonna hurt your stomach. Gossippy Immortal sure has a pretty bad digestive system, huh?”
How gentle and considerate ... Lord Meishan was moved as he nodded his head. “Well then, I’m gonna lay in the room for a while. There’s a hot spring outside and clothes you can change into. Go wash and wear whatever you like. Just make yourself at home.”
He was holding his belly all the way, with his arms supported by two spirits ghosts, as he slowly returned to his room.
Xin Mei was taken to the hot spring bath by a spirit ghost. Beside the pool, there was a set of clean white round neck shirt. The material was as soft as silk and light as if it had no weight. After wearing it, she felt as light as a swallow.
The spirit ghost smiled and explained, “This is why Master always tell every visitor to take a bath and change before entering the house.”
Xin Mei changed her shoes for clogs and walked all the way to back guest room with crackling sound. Then, she saw Liu Qianqiao who had also changed into a white shirt. He was leaning on a trunk of a crabapple tree, while wondering what to do. When he saw her coming his way, he only gave her a light glance, then ignoring her.
“Lu Qianqiao, are you in a bad mood again?”
Xin Mei suddenly leaned in and stared at his face.
She was so close that her breathing seemed to be spurting on his face. He felt a little flustered and a bit at loss. Don’t overdo it. After a while, he finally said, “How do you know cooking?”
She smiled, "My father doesn't like the food cooked by the invited cooks. Only when I cook it, will he eat it. Do you think the meal was delicious? "
Before he could say yes, she already frowned, “It wasn’t delicious?”
“... delicious.”
“Then I’ll cook it for you next time.”
His look gradually eased. His eyes and brows stretched out, as he looked at the miniature bamboo roots in his hand. He whispered, “What about you? What kind of doll do you like?”
Xin Mei’s eyes suddenly lit up, “You want to make one to give me? I like the heavenly maiden daren on the stage that day, who cut off people’s heads with just one swish! “
“......” Who taught this kid to be so violent?
He shook his head and began to use a knife to cut off the edges and corners of the bamboo root. He could feel her whole body leaning over, with a strand of her wet hair fell on the back of his hand, cool, itchy, and a little bit of...fragrance.
Somehow, his mood tonight had become especially good, better than ever.
Suddenly he felt a shadowy figure swaying in front of him. He looked up and saw Lord Meishan with a sad face. He probably ate too much. He held onto the wall as if he were about to fall. Lu Qianqiao gazed intently at Lord Meishan for a moment, then bowed his head and continued cutting the bamboo root, while letting Lord Meishan with his ball-sized belly, which was full of bitterness and tofu, clutching his hair.
Did the General just look at him? Right? Right? Was it a warning? Was it a threat? Was he looking down on him? Or bragging? Or proud of himself by showing off?
Lord Meishan couldn’t free himself from being confused with the unclear meaning behind Lu Qianqio’s brief glance just now.
Tonight, with such lovely flowers, full moon (Chinese idiom : everything is wonderful), and small breeze blowing in a thousand kind of amorous feelings, which was extremely suitable for amidst the flowers under the moonlight(Chinese fig. An ideal setting for amorous dalliance). He managed to hide his ball-sized belly, wanting to find Xin Mei to talk about life ideal and so on. Who knew he would bump into her having amidst flowers and in the moonlight with someone else.
The lovely and gentle little Mae. He missed his opportunity in his unguarded moment ...
He went back to his room with tears in his eyes. He didn’t sleep well that night. His nightmare was full of Lu Qianqiao’s eyes and his stomach was twisted with pain.
The next day he slept until late in the afternoon. Remembering that Xin Mei was still in the residence, he felt both excited and sad. He planned to secretly stay near the guest room to see her. When he encountered a spirit ghost sweeping the floor along the way, it saw his cowardly appearance and said, “Master, Miss Xin and the General are in Phoenix Forest. Why don’t you just leave them alone?”
Lord Meishan couldn’t help but got angry, “Aren't I your Master? How can you turn to side with outsiders in just one day? “
The spirit ghost picked its nose, “You will only come back crying when you go there anyway. Can you properly beat the war demon just to rob a woman?”
... He really wanted to cry now.
However, in the end, he was still unwilling to accept it, so he went all the way to the Phoenix Forest. There, all Phoenix flowers had already bloomed, filling the forest like it was on fire as they spread out far like an opened brocade and red satin. Xin Mei was sitting under a tree, sewing and mending with a needle and thread in her hand. The brilliant red colour reflected on her face, and she had a kind of quiet and gentle beauty. Looking exactly like a good future wife and mother.
Looking around, he didn’t see even a glimpse of Lu Qianqiao. Meishan felt ecstatic in his heart. He was already dressed up. He was going to walk over with his most handsome and natural posture. Suddenly, Xin Mei raised the clothes in her hand and asked, “Look, do you think this dress is ready?”
In her hand was a colourful...rag? Cloth dumplings? A cut out of a worn-out sleeve?
Suddenly, Lu Qianqiao’s voice could be heard directly in front of him, “That one doesn’t look like a cloth.”
Lord Meishan’s hair stood up all over his body. Only then did he realise that Lu Qianqiao was sitting under the Phoenix Tree in front of him with his back facing him. Unlike Xin Mei, he was holding a bamboo root which had a strong rudiment of a figure.
Xin Mei pinched the lump of cloth as she looked at it left and right. She then seriously said, “Look closely, it does look like clothes. This colour matches with heavenly maiden daren which is the most conspicuous and the most handsome.”
“... It’s just a rag in the shape of a cloth.” Lu Qianqao finally told her the truth.
Xin Mei put away the colorful cloth in a passive manner, thought for a moment, then she tried to explain herself, “I ... am good at everything except making clothes and shoes.”
Lu Qianqiao seemed to smile slightly, “Let just go back and let Lord Zhao do it. He has always done the doll’s clothes and hair anyway.”
As if he was tired, Lu Qianqiao put the bamboo roots on the ground, stood up and planned to walk for a while. As soon as he turned around, he saw Lord Meishan crying behind the tree.
Blooming Phoenix flowers were so bright and glaring that he had to narrow his eyes for a moment to make sure that it was really Lord Meishan. He was about to speak, but Lord Meishan had already turned around to hide his face and dashed away.
Did the General give him another look? Right, right? This time he was absolutely right! Lu Qianqiao was definitely warning him! With the identity of a rival in love!
He dashed all the way back to his room, and the spirit ghost in charge of sweeping the floor took a glance at him while continued to pick his nose, “I've told you that you will definitely come back crying...”
*
After ten days passed in the house of Meishan, the little crow that went out to investigate Liu Qianqiao’s information still did not fly back. This kind of situation was very rare. Lord Meishan, who had been struggling with Liu Qianqiao’s warning eyes for days, finally felt that he was unable to continue to be like this.
It happened that it was sunny after the rain that day, as he stood at the gate with a black wood whistle while blowing it at the sky. The whistle was link together with the little crow. In the past, as long as he blew it, no matter how far it flew, it would immediately sense it. Today, somehow, he had blown it for so many time, but not a single bird had flied over.
Xin Mei stood beside him to help him look up at the sky. Seeing Meishan’s face turned green with anxiety, she kindly comforted him, “Lord Meishan, it may has turned greedy outside or it may has been entangled with beautiful female crows. Don’t worry, it will definitely come back after it has done playing around. “
Lord Meishan Jun sucked in his runny nose and looked at her touchingly. Although it was said that saying comforting words was much better than saying nothing, he still felt sad. Nevertheless, this was little Mei’s gentleness!
He raised his whistle and blew it again. Suddenly he felt something was wrong and looked up into the sky. He saw a small and exquisite carriage coming out from the cloud, which happened to fall at his residence door. The door of the carriage opened gently, as a beautiful and charming head sticked out from the inside and smiling at the three faces at the doorway. That person then said, “Meishan, how could you leave little crow outside without taking responsibility?”
After done talking, that person jumped out of the carriage. His robe was wide sleeved and his golden crown was shining. He was Zhen Hongsheng, the fox fairy whom he had not seen for a long time.
He was holding a small black ball with many scars in his hand, which was Meishan's missing little crow.
The House of Meishan was small and exquisite, with an excellent scenery. Xin Mei could not sit still after drinking a cup of tea in the main hall. She went out to stroll on her own, leaving behind the two men, one silently condensing and the other uneasy.
“General, please, please have a tea...” Meishan poured the tea with his trembling hands. As a result half of the tea fell on the table.
Pinenut Candy / sōngzǐ táng
Source | Baike Baidu
"General, please eat ... eat some tea fruit ..." He then brought out a plate of pinenut candy, with half the candy inside the plate shook to the ground.
Lu Qianqiao sipped his tea and lightly said, “You seem to be afraid of me?”
"No, no..." Lord Meishan hung his head in shame. He was just at a loss when it came to this single-handed and aggressive race who when fought, would fight fiercely. In case he offended them, with a slap of the hand from one of them could blow him into a slag.
“I heard that you know everything from heaven to earth. This time I come...”
“I know I know!” Lord Meishan hastily nodded his head, “I can guess what the General wants to ask. As for how a mix descendants of the berserker clan with ordinary people will survive the transformation at the age of 25, I can ask my little crow to look into it. You can rest assured. “
The little crow had always been known as his third eye. It seemed like this kind of thing would not be difficult for it ,so it should not be a problem for him to hand the task over.
“Ah... The matter is not that difficult, except... that... my side will not accept gold and silver treasures. If General can beat me in drinking, well this, of course... “
When it came to ask for payment, he started to stammer. Occasionally, he would look up and took a peek at Lu Qianqiao’s face. He saw Lu Qianqiao’s eyebrows wrinkled, then he raised his hand and explore his cheat. Meishan was so shocked that he waved his hand repeatedly, “How could I ask payment for something this trifle? No need, no need to pay!”
Lu Qianqiao stared at him and put down his hand, “I am not good at drinking. I heard that you are crazy about alcohol. Therefore, this time I will use the ancient speciality of my family in worshipping gods in heaven by mixing wine ingredients as a payment. However... “
He looked at Lord Meishan’s shrunken figure, and smiled, “Since you don’t want it, then I shall thank you very much.”
..... Retribution! This was the retribution for his cowardice!
Lord Meishan left the main hall with tears in his eyes. He wanted to find a quiet place to mend his broken heart and he happened to pass by the kitchen. He saw a group of spirit ghosts in white shirt and red skirts cheering in front of the kitchen door. Feeling curious, he leaned over and saw Xin Mei cutting vegetables in front of the chopping board. She made the huge and thick kitchen knife looked like a willow knife with its dazzling gleam flashed wildly. In a blink of an eye, several plates were neatly stacked with shredded and sliced vegetables pieces.
Marvellous!
Trembled with excitement, Lord Meishan rushed to the front and clapped his hands with all his strength. Xin Mei wiped her hands and asked him, “Lord Meishan, I heard that immortals don’t eat meat, so I will prepare vegetarian dishes. What do you like to eat? “
Lord Meishan answered with a trembling voice, “Eat ...eat tofu ...”
She nodded. She then fished up a piece of tofu from the basin and compared it with a kitchen knife. The big knife didn’t seemed inappropriate. Someone handed her a knife as thin as a cicada’s wings as a replacement. She looked back and smiled, “Then, I’ll carve Meishan daren (title of respect toward superiors) from the tofu. Let’s eat it steamed. “
Lord Meishan was in tears.
An example of steamed tofu Chinese style
Source | China Sichuan Food
So, that was how the dinner menu that day ended up. Tofu Meishan was steamed and served to the table. Xin Mei picked up its head with a pair of chopsticks and put it into Lord Meishan’s bowl. She then said, “This is your head, Lord Meishan. You should eat first.”
Meishan had never eaten such a delicious meal. He ate it without paying attention to anything and ended up groaning while holding his ball-sized belly.
Xin Mei was very worried, “Lord Meishan, your belly looks like a ball. Why don’t you lie down for a while?”
He was reluctant to leave, as he noticed Liu Qianqiao busily drank his soup with his head bowed down. He wanted to be brave enough to hold Xin Mei’s snow-white hand and made some tender remarks. First, he praised her superb cooking skills and then said that he didn’t have the time to thank her yet for the last time she carried him upstairs and took care of him tenderly at the restaurant.
However, as soon as he reached out his hand, Liu Qianqiao put down his bowl and gave him a look.
Meishan immediately drew back his hand and lower his head, feeling dejected as he toyed with his sleeve.
The spirit ghosts in white shirta and red skirts came in to clean up the leftovers. They could not help snickering when they saw Lord Meishan looking in a daze with his rounded belly. He glared at them with a red face, “It wasn’t the least bit like that! Hurry up in cleaning, then leave! “
The spirit ghosts grimaced at him, picked up the empty dishes and went out briskly. Suddenly, one of them stumbled over the threshold, and a drop of soup fell on its red skirt. With a swoosh, it turned into a white paper with a small human-shaped cut out and floated down to the ground as a drop of soup could be seen on the white paper.
Xin Mei looked stunned.
Lord Meishan hastily waved his hands at her, “Don’t mind it. All the spirit ghosts are transformed from white papers with my psychic skill.”
He rubbed his painful belly as he picked up the piece of white paper and threw it behind him. It fell to the ground and turned back into a lively ghost in a white shirt and red skirt. It smiled back at the stunned Xin Mei and continued carrying the plate away.
Xin Mei looked pitifully at Meishan who had his face streamed with sweats, “Lord Meishan, you better lie down. You’re gonna hurt your stomach. Gossippy Immortal sure has a pretty bad digestive system, huh?”
How gentle and considerate ... Lord Meishan was moved as he nodded his head. “Well then, I’m gonna lay in the room for a while. There’s a hot spring outside and clothes you can change into. Go wash and wear whatever you like. Just make yourself at home.”
He was holding his belly all the way, with his arms supported by two spirits ghosts, as he slowly returned to his room.
Xin Mei was taken to the hot spring bath by a spirit ghost. Beside the pool, there was a set of clean white round neck shirt. The material was as soft as silk and light as if it had no weight. After wearing it, she felt as light as a swallow.
The spirit ghost smiled and explained, “This is why Master always tell every visitor to take a bath and change before entering the house.”
Xin Mei changed her shoes for clogs and walked all the way to back guest room with crackling sound. Then, she saw Liu Qianqiao who had also changed into a white shirt. He was leaning on a trunk of a crabapple tree, while wondering what to do. When he saw her coming his way, he only gave her a light glance, then ignoring her.
“Lu Qianqiao, are you in a bad mood again?”
Xin Mei suddenly leaned in and stared at his face.
She was so close that her breathing seemed to be spurting on his face. He felt a little flustered and a bit at loss. Don’t overdo it. After a while, he finally said, “How do you know cooking?”
She smiled, "My father doesn't like the food cooked by the invited cooks. Only when I cook it, will he eat it. Do you think the meal was delicious? "
Before he could say yes, she already frowned, “It wasn’t delicious?”
“... delicious.”
“Then I’ll cook it for you next time.”
His look gradually eased. His eyes and brows stretched out, as he looked at the miniature bamboo roots in his hand. He whispered, “What about you? What kind of doll do you like?”
Xin Mei’s eyes suddenly lit up, “You want to make one to give me? I like the heavenly maiden daren on the stage that day, who cut off people’s heads with just one swish! “
“......” Who taught this kid to be so violent?
He shook his head and began to use a knife to cut off the edges and corners of the bamboo root. He could feel her whole body leaning over, with a strand of her wet hair fell on the back of his hand, cool, itchy, and a little bit of...fragrance.
Somehow, his mood tonight had become especially good, better than ever.
Suddenly he felt a shadowy figure swaying in front of him. He looked up and saw Lord Meishan with a sad face. He probably ate too much. He held onto the wall as if he were about to fall. Lu Qianqiao gazed intently at Lord Meishan for a moment, then bowed his head and continued cutting the bamboo root, while letting Lord Meishan with his ball-sized belly, which was full of bitterness and tofu, clutching his hair.
Did the General just look at him? Right? Right? Was it a warning? Was it a threat? Was he looking down on him? Or bragging? Or proud of himself by showing off?
Lord Meishan couldn’t free himself from being confused with the unclear meaning behind Lu Qianqio’s brief glance just now.
Tonight, with such lovely flowers, full moon (Chinese idiom : everything is wonderful), and small breeze blowing in a thousand kind of amorous feelings, which was extremely suitable for amidst the flowers under the moonlight(Chinese fig. An ideal setting for amorous dalliance). He managed to hide his ball-sized belly, wanting to find Xin Mei to talk about life ideal and so on. Who knew he would bump into her having amidst flowers and in the moonlight with someone else.
The lovely and gentle little Mae. He missed his opportunity in his unguarded moment ...
He went back to his room with tears in his eyes. He didn’t sleep well that night. His nightmare was full of Lu Qianqiao’s eyes and his stomach was twisted with pain.
The next day he slept until late in the afternoon. Remembering that Xin Mei was still in the residence, he felt both excited and sad. He planned to secretly stay near the guest room to see her. When he encountered a spirit ghost sweeping the floor along the way, it saw his cowardly appearance and said, “Master, Miss Xin and the General are in Phoenix Forest. Why don’t you just leave them alone?”
Lord Meishan couldn’t help but got angry, “Aren't I your Master? How can you turn to side with outsiders in just one day? “
The spirit ghost picked its nose, “You will only come back crying when you go there anyway. Can you properly beat the war demon just to rob a woman?”
... He really wanted to cry now.
However, in the end, he was still unwilling to accept it, so he went all the way to the Phoenix Forest. There, all Phoenix flowers had already bloomed, filling the forest like it was on fire as they spread out far like an opened brocade and red satin. Xin Mei was sitting under a tree, sewing and mending with a needle and thread in her hand. The brilliant red colour reflected on her face, and she had a kind of quiet and gentle beauty. Looking exactly like a good future wife and mother.
Looking around, he didn’t see even a glimpse of Lu Qianqiao. Meishan felt ecstatic in his heart. He was already dressed up. He was going to walk over with his most handsome and natural posture. Suddenly, Xin Mei raised the clothes in her hand and asked, “Look, do you think this dress is ready?”
In her hand was a colourful...rag? Cloth dumplings? A cut out of a worn-out sleeve?
Suddenly, Lu Qianqiao’s voice could be heard directly in front of him, “That one doesn’t look like a cloth.”
Lord Meishan’s hair stood up all over his body. Only then did he realise that Lu Qianqiao was sitting under the Phoenix Tree in front of him with his back facing him. Unlike Xin Mei, he was holding a bamboo root which had a strong rudiment of a figure.
Xin Mei pinched the lump of cloth as she looked at it left and right. She then seriously said, “Look closely, it does look like clothes. This colour matches with heavenly maiden daren which is the most conspicuous and the most handsome.”
“... It’s just a rag in the shape of a cloth.” Lu Qianqao finally told her the truth.
Xin Mei put away the colorful cloth in a passive manner, thought for a moment, then she tried to explain herself, “I ... am good at everything except making clothes and shoes.”
Lu Qianqiao seemed to smile slightly, “Let just go back and let Lord Zhao do it. He has always done the doll’s clothes and hair anyway.”
As if he was tired, Lu Qianqiao put the bamboo roots on the ground, stood up and planned to walk for a while. As soon as he turned around, he saw Lord Meishan crying behind the tree.
Blooming Phoenix flowers were so bright and glaring that he had to narrow his eyes for a moment to make sure that it was really Lord Meishan. He was about to speak, but Lord Meishan had already turned around to hide his face and dashed away.
Did the General give him another look? Right, right? This time he was absolutely right! Lu Qianqiao was definitely warning him! With the identity of a rival in love!
He dashed all the way back to his room, and the spirit ghost in charge of sweeping the floor took a glance at him while continued to pick his nose, “I've told you that you will definitely come back crying...”
*
After ten days passed in the house of Meishan, the little crow that went out to investigate Liu Qianqiao’s information still did not fly back. This kind of situation was very rare. Lord Meishan, who had been struggling with Liu Qianqiao’s warning eyes for days, finally felt that he was unable to continue to be like this.
It happened that it was sunny after the rain that day, as he stood at the gate with a black wood whistle while blowing it at the sky. The whistle was link together with the little crow. In the past, as long as he blew it, no matter how far it flew, it would immediately sense it. Today, somehow, he had blown it for so many time, but not a single bird had flied over.
Xin Mei stood beside him to help him look up at the sky. Seeing Meishan’s face turned green with anxiety, she kindly comforted him, “Lord Meishan, it may has turned greedy outside or it may has been entangled with beautiful female crows. Don’t worry, it will definitely come back after it has done playing around. “
Lord Meishan Jun sucked in his runny nose and looked at her touchingly. Although it was said that saying comforting words was much better than saying nothing, he still felt sad. Nevertheless, this was little Mei’s gentleness!
He raised his whistle and blew it again. Suddenly he felt something was wrong and looked up into the sky. He saw a small and exquisite carriage coming out from the cloud, which happened to fall at his residence door. The door of the carriage opened gently, as a beautiful and charming head sticked out from the inside and smiling at the three faces at the doorway. That person then said, “Meishan, how could you leave little crow outside without taking responsibility?”
After done talking, that person jumped out of the carriage. His robe was wide sleeved and his golden crown was shining. He was Zhen Hongsheng, the fox fairy whom he had not seen for a long time.
He was holding a small black ball with many scars in his hand, which was Meishan's missing little crow.
