Jiang Li's Visit

  When the wind was finally asleep and slowly woke up, Yang Yan and Tugou Aleksandr were no longer in the room. It is estimated that the final victory went to Taibai Jinxing, and the Erlang Shen and Xiang Tian Quan combination unfortunately lost this battle, so they had to succumb to reality...

  "Chirp, chirp... Cheep—"

  "...The wind was small and contained a toothbrush and canary... The gray sparrow in the golden cage... They looked at each other for a while, then turned their heads to brush their teeth, wash their faces, dry them, and turn back: "So you're still here?!"

  "Chirp, chirp!" Alice the sparrow flapped her wings and fluttered around. She turned her little head to glance at the empty food dish in her luxurious birdcage before turning back... Feng was slightly surprised to find that he could see dissatisfaction and accusation in those small green eyes.

  "Are you hungry?!" Feng Xiaoxiao wondered, thinking that she didn't need to stoop to the level of arguing with a mere gray sparrow. Besides, such a small creature couldn't eat many grains of rice... With her mind made up, Feng Xiaoxiao generously decided to help Erlang Shen feed his puffed-up sparrow. She scooped out a small handful of rice from the rice jar and placed it in the empty dish in front of the fat sparrow.

  The fat sparrow chirped contentedly and jumped in front of the empty plate, then lowered its head, and then... nothing happened.

  “……”

  “……”

  Three ghosts floated over to take a look: "Big sister, this sparrow seems to be unaccustomed to eating ordinary rice?!" Judging from the treatment Yang Mo had arranged for his pets, these two must have lived a life of luxury in the Yang household before. It's not that they drank gold and ate jade, but their monthly living expenses were definitely higher than those of an average family of three.

  As if to prove San Hun's words, as soon as the voice fell, Fat Sparrow directly flipped over the plate, with a domineering and arrogant attitude like a nouveau riche overturning tables in a small restaurant.

  "Damn it, do you think you're a phoenix or something?"

  ……

  Throw the sparrow out of the window when Yang Zhen is not at home, let it forage on its own and consider it a convenient way to lose weight. The majestic Tianying Eagle, such a powerful divine beast, if it can't fly again when it returns to the immortal class, how embarrassing would that be?

  Feng Xiaoxiao absolutely refused to admit that she was retaliating because of being despised by the other party.

  As soon as he turned his head, he saw three ghosts hovering around several clumps of mud that Li Chang had brought back at some unknown time.

  Since they were able to see the three ghosts with the help of Ox Tears, Feng Xiaoxiao and a few others no longer needed to wash their eyes again to continue seeing these three little ghostly souls. According to Li Chang's words, this should be because the magnetic field has already passed through, and everyone remembered the relationship between the soul frequency fluctuations of the three ghosts.

  Because the wind is small and the surroundings are the most suitable environment for nourishing Wanling, so San Gui will naturally have to stay here before he is reborn. In case they accidentally bump into a Jiang Li-like evil spirit when they go out, and accidentally get blown away by the soul flying and dispersing.

  "What are you looking at?" Feng Xiaoxiao turned on the TV and changed channels one by one with the remote control, while taking an apple to nibble on and asking.

  "Sister, is this mud for us to shape our bodies?!" The three ghosts seemed a bit excited and gathered around.

  "It's almost time, Li Chang means let me try it out and see which soil is easier to work with." Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at the different colored mud.

  The mixed ghost soul hesitated for a moment, floated closer: "Big sister, are you very skilled?!!"

  "...You can see the shape, right?" The sound of biting an apple stopped for a few seconds before hearing Feng's soft reply.

  Hearing such a vague answer, the three ghosts couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis. They had originally wanted to use Feng Xiaoxiao's powers to make themselves look even more handsome than before, which would have been an absolutely risk-free and free plastic surgery, but judging from the current situation, it seemed that they still had the danger of disfigurement.

  At the thought of possibly spending the rest of his life with a disfigured face, San Gui suddenly felt an urge to not want to live anymore.

  "Or... would you like to squeeze one out for us to take a look?!"

  "It's too late to cling to Buddha's feet, but I think the divine transformation of humans shouldn't require too high an artistic level, right?" Feng Xiaoxiao finished eating her apple and wiped her hands, changing positions on the sofa: "I heard that when Nüwa created humans for the first time, she was very patient with the first batch, but later on, they were all made by snapping a willow branch, smearing mud on it, and then... looking at your appearances from before, I reckon even if you were mud people, you'd be the ones who got flung around the most."

  “……”

  The three ghosts who had been severely hit by self-confidence went to other rooms and continued to wander.

  Feng Xiaoxiao waited from morning till half of the afternoon, but the courier still hadn't arrived. She thought that the person wouldn't be coming today and was about to go out for a stroll when Xiao Jiang arrived.

  "Little little." Jiang Li stood outside the door with a sweet smile, her small and delicate face showing a shy expression, still holding several take-out boxes: "Uncle said you were waiting for express delivery at home today, I thought you might not have eaten yet, so I went to the restaurant to help you order a few dishes..."

  Since learning that Yang Yan was not the rival he had imagined, Jiang Li regained his confidence and enthusiasm for pursuing Feng Xiaoxiao.

  Especially under the current favorable conditions for everyone who is still suspected of being colleagues.

  Three ghosts originally floated out for a while to see who was entering, but as soon as they saw Jiang Li being let in by Feng Xiao, the three ghosts instantly poked out half of their bodies and then quickly retreated with a "whoosh".

  Except for the first night when they saw a few people and were too excited to forget their fear, the three ghosts kept this innocent, weak and timid image like a small rabbit whenever they approached Jiang Li slightly.

  "You have too much evil energy on you, they're afraid your soul will scatter." Feng Xiaoxiao explained.

  Jiang Li's face turned red and he looked a bit embarrassed: "Sorry, my profession is a bit special, I hope everyone can understand."

  Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't understand or imagine what this shy, polite and slightly sensitive big boy would look like when he was doing his so-called work.

  Three ghosts are not afraid of the wind, Xiao Xiao, this Nuwa, nor are they afraid of Yang Mo, the second Lang god. But somehow, they're a bit afraid of Jiang Li, this sunny young man with such a good temper... Although his profession is a bit special, in terms of personality, off-duty Jiang Li is absolutely the easiest to talk to or bully.

  Digging into the underlying reason, apart from Jiang Li's own arrogant and overbearing aura, it was probably that San Gui instinctively avoided his physical body - as Li Chang had once said, being a pure spiritual entity, San Gui's instincts were always the most direct and accurate.

  What kind of person is Jiang Li?! Feng Xiaoxiao started looking forward to the express delivery that was about to arrive at Fu Zhuo.

  As soon as she receives the goods, she must take a photo of Jiang Li's forehead at the first time.

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  Next chapter or next next chapter Jiang Li's identity will be revealed, are you all interested in guessing again before the mystery is solved?!

  P.S: During the fattening period, I re-read old texts from Sleeve

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