Watching the Dawn

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Boli Shrine on Boli Mountain.

The coldest time has passed, and the season is heading towards spring, and the snow on the sunny side of the Boli Mountain has begun to melt. Boring in a warm bearskin cloak, Bollywood dreamed of carrying snow on the stone steps and clearing the remaining snow on the stone steps. If the snow is not cleared, it will slowly melt and freeze, and then become smooth ice ... it will fall to the pilgrims who visit the shrine.

She hummed in a whisper and cleaned up from the bottom of the mountain. As long as the residual snow is pushed to the place where the sunlight can shine, it can be melted in a few days-these are the local tyrants who have a bad mouth.

"It's really troublesome." Boli Lingmeng complained, but in fact, this was the most affluent and happy winter she had ever lived—no disturbances and no worries about food and clothing, as long as the local tyrant was not in her, she could eat , Sleep if you want to sleep, there is no better life than this. The only troublesome time may be every time a local tyrant comes to visit. He always put forward a lot of requests ... such as repairing the broken floor of the porch, replacing the old imperial coins, drying the quilt, etc., super trouble! Yes. Even the twelve-year-old Ling Meng has now begun to make plans.

Do you want to invite local tyrants? Would he not like monsters? Every time he came, he was nagging, "Witches should be like this ... Witches should be like that ..." At first glance, he was a super old-fashioned guy.

And local tyrants do n’t mean that. Is it time to renovate the Boli Shrine when spring comes? Really looking forward ...

Boli Lingmeng couldn't help but stand on the top of the stone steps and looked in the direction of the world. Unfortunately, he didn't see the figure of the local tyrant.

In fact, Lu Yuan has only visited the Boli Shrine five times this winter ... he just walked over during the second walk, and then he saw the scene where the Boli Witch was on the verge of starving to death. Butler experience. With rice and food, I happily ate with my friends. As a result, I ate all the winter food in a month ... Lu Yuan not only brought the food, but also taught the little girl ’s Bolly Dream Calculate the distribution of food and materials, take her to repair the roof and corridors, and take her to clear the snow in the dead ends. Teach her to sing the Divine Comedy ... cough, ignore this.

So the current dream is no longer that skinny little girl. She became so cute, not to mention that she was up several centimeters. Moreover, she finally learned how to not starve herself to death.

After cleaning the steps. Boli Lingmeng moved a little sore body, hugged the bearskin cloak, carried the wooden board and walked up the clean stone steps. In fact, it does not need to be like this at all—Boli witches who are the guardians of the big enchantment in the fantasy town of Boli, can use Boli force freely within the enchantment. She can fly back to the shrine at will. The power of Bolly will not make her hungry, but she can definitely guarantee that she will not die; it will not keep her warm, but she will definitely guarantee that she is not cold ...

But now she likes to wear a bearskin cloak, the feeling that it is still warm in the snow; like the stomping complaint after walking the long stone steps; like to repair the damage of the shrine and sit under the corridor to pretend to be a hammer The feeling of the arm ... like the local tyrant ...

"This is a down-to-earth life ..." She whispered to learn the guy's words, beautiful.

When the Bo Li Ling Meng who had been entertaining herself all the way through the torii back to the shrine, she saw someone lying on the edge of the shrine.

"Guest ..." Boli Lingmeng was about to say hello and saw the girl sitting up on her stomach. The little girl has light brown straight hair, dark red pupils, two disproportionate large horns on her head, and a bow ribbon tied on it ...

"And, it turned out to be Cuixiang, and I thought it was a local guest." Boling Lingmeng complained, placing the pusher board higher than her on the side of the shrine ... Put it in the past, it was definitely lost. Thing-Ling dreams of this, there is a black line, and the local tyrants are very good and very generous, but they are too nagging ... It's crazy! In order to make him shut up ... Lingmeng stared blankly at the push board that he had set, how much sacrifice I made!

The little girl, Yi Chuicui, scrambled up and walked up to Lingmeng, holding out the red wine gourd in her hand, "Drink?"

"Don't get me drunk so early!" Boli Lingmeng punched Yi Chucuixiang's head and knocked her to the ground. A twelve-year-old girl, and a seven- or eight-year-old girl who look like they are teaching their sister.

However, although Yi Chu Cui Xiang looks like a little girl, she is actually one of the four kings of the ghost family. She is a ghost that has lived for hundreds of years. She has the ability to gather and disperse things, and has amazing amazing power. In terms of combat power, you can't compare with the wind and see Youxiang, but the gap is not big. Yi Chu Cui Xiang likes to drink very much, often carrying a wine gourd and drunk.

"We're not drunk! I don't know which **** recently. I knocked on our heads for several days ... it made us not sleep at all!" Yi Chucuixiang complained. At this time in the past years, she could Sleeping for most of the winter!

Yi Chucuixiang returned to the wooden floor on the edge, and lay down in a place where it could be exposed to the sun ... "Nah ~ Lingmeng, let's make a good meal and let us sleep." The little girl hugged the wine gourd again and fell asleep, her plain top lifted upwards. Exposing a tender little belly ...

Yi Chu Cui Xiang is also one of Boli Lingmeng's friends. Helpless, she had to move out of the quilt. Cover the little girl and let her continue to sleep in the sun ... If the ghosts do n’t get enough sleep in winter, they will be grumpy all year long.

It's almost evening. Ibuki extract awakened in the aroma of the food.

"It's so sweet ~ Lingmeng, have you prepared something delicious ?!"

She sniffed in the air, followed the scent into the shrine, and at a glance saw that Lingmeng had set the table, and the saliva could not help flowing down. Pearl-like round, steaming rice, verdant, freshly marinated radish strips. One plate has **** wide bacon and a large bowl of miso soup!

"Wow! Lingmeng, have you made a fortune?" After seeing the sumptuous dinner, Cuixiang immediately "popped and popped" and ran into the kitchen to take out two sea bowls and fill the big bowl with wine from the gourd. "Dinner is so rich, let's have a drink! Reimu."

"Because there are devout local tyrants coming to the shrine to worship, these are all blessings. It is the reward of my hard work! ... The **** must have seen my efforts!" Said Bollying in a dream.

"Is the god?" The little girl asked in doubt. "Who is the **** enshrined in the Boli Shrine?"

"And, don't worry about that kind of trivial matter." Boli Lingmeng waved his hands and picked up his white rice.

...

"Ah. Satisfied. It's okay to eat Yumi and not eat for a few days!" The little girl leaned against the pillar under the corridor and stroking her belly with satisfaction. It's hard to make it and I can't sleep because of Dangdang. "Yi Chucuixiang looked at Boli Lingmeng expectantly.

"Then stay well ..." Boli Lingmeng said noncommittally, "Is this the Yumi? Lord Tuhao is really generous. But he said that Nafong is to make the shrine survive this winter, maybe next year. There is no more. The important thing is to raise enough incense money and renovate the shrine in spring. Local cultists like that, it is best to stay for a lifetime, so that you will never worry about the problem of full meals ... "Bo Li Lingmeng also sat under the corridor next to Yi Chu Cui Xiang, looking at the night sky with some longing.

"Then I can help you to eat Mi rice next year. I will help you when the shrine is renovated." Ibuki Choi, who was bought for dinner, said with a fist clenched.

"Well, everyone comes to help, and will definitely save a lot of money for the local tyrants? Go to bed, Cuixiang ... Cuixiang?" When Bolly Lingmeng turned back, she found that the little girl with tea hair had already held her Little belly, fell asleep contentedly.

"It's really troublesome ..." Bolling Lingmeng complained and dragged Yi Chu Cui Xiang into the room. Throughout the process, the little girl has been sleeping beautifully and has never been awake.

...

It was almost midnight ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ibuki Choi suddenly climbed up, she stumbled over her ears and ran into Boli Lingmeng's bedroom. "Limeng! Lingmeng! Dang Dang Dang is here again!"

"What is it? Why didn't I hear it?" Bolling Lingmeng rubbed his eyes and said uncomfortably. Not enough sleep, but the enemy of women!

"We all blame our ghost family for listening so well, you listen carefully!" Yi Chucuixiang begged, dragging Bollying Dream away.

Witch Boli walked under the gallery and listened carefully. In the silent night, the sound of "Dang Dang Dang" really came ... but the sound was so soft and inaudible that it could not be recognized without careful listening. Even the night wind blowing through the forest was much louder than this.

"It's not loud?" Boli Lingling dreamed perfunctoryly, just wanting to go back to sleep.

"But for our ghost family, this voice is very loud! And I don't know why, this voice especially makes us afraid! Help me, Lingmeng, maybe it's a change!" His arms pleaded.

"Okay, let's fly over and try to find it." ()