Chapter 361
Entering Peach City for the First Time
Chapter 361 Entering Peach City for the First Time
Song Ci seemed very excited about the fact that her daughter was a "genius".
Seeing the two little guys playing games together, Song Ci didn't even step forward to stop them.
He wanted to talk to someone, but found that Yun Shiqi was away at some point, and Kong Yumei was in the kitchen again.
After thinking about it, I decided to talk to my mother-in-law. After all, she is the one who teaches Nuannuan on weekdays. Now Nuannuan can know a lot of words and recite several ancient poems.
But Song Ci didn't wait to find Kong Yumei.
Kong Yumei herself came out of the kitchen.
"Mom, do you need my help?" Song Ci stepped forward and asked.
"Okay, peel the garlic for me." Kong Yumei didn't show any politeness to him.
"What are you cooking for lunch today?"
Song Ci walked into the kitchen, found a place to put garlic, and took a head of garlic.
"Braised chicken, you brought it back from your hometown last time."
"Haven't you finished eating yet?"
"How can I finish eating? During these days, Xiao Mayuan's father brought so much food, and you brought so much. Next time, tell your mother not to kill so many, save the eggs..."
"I see, but, Mom, let me tell you, just now I found Nuan Nuan..."
Song Ci couldn't help showing off to Kong Yumei, as proud as he was.
But after Kong Yumei heard the words, her expression was very calm.
"That's it?" she said.
Then he wiped his hands on the apron, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, Song Ci was a little curious, and followed him out.
Then I saw Kong Yumei took a stack of sketches from under the coffee table and handed them to Song Ci.
No need to ask, Song Ci can tell at a glance that these are Nuan Nuan's sketches.
Song Ci flipped through it curiously, and his first thought was that this little thing is really a waste, and he doesn't know how to save it at all.
But then, I was attracted by the various tones in Nuan Nuan's paintings.
Nuan Nuan's paintings are not good, they are twisted and crooked, all kinds of strange things, I can't understand what they are painting at all.
But it doesn't make people feel ugly, and they always feel comfortable.
Song Ci instantly understood that this was due to the color. All of Nuan Nuan's paintings were painted with color, and even some lines were painted with different colors, which caused her entire painting to be full of various gorgeous colors. color.
However, in general paintings, if too many colors are used, it will appear messy, which makes people look uncomfortable and gives people a dirty feeling.
But Nuan Nuan's paintings are not. All the colors match, which makes people feel very comfortable. Song Ci even saw that she used transition colors between some tones.
In addition, she also found that she doesn't like to use heavy colors, such as bright red, lemon yellow, lake blue and other deep colors.
Instead, choose orange red, light yellow, sky blue, and lighter colors.
So after her paintings are finished, the tones are rich, not to mention pleasing to the eye, but also give people a refreshing and clean feeling.
Although Song Ci can do some simple sketches, he is not a professional, so he doesn't know how to evaluate Nuan Nuan's paintings. He doesn't think she draws well, but he just feels comfortable to look at.
"How's it going, isn't it good?" Kong Yumei asked with a smile.
Song Ci nodded and sorted out the painting.
"I didn't expect that she had such a talent." Song Ci said happily.
"Who says no? She has a very good sense of color, so don't waste her talent. You must find a good teacher for her."
"You can find a teacher, but you have to ask her if she likes it or not. Take it as a hobby. Don't make high demands on her just because of her talent. I just want her to be happy. It doesn't matter how old she is. Achievement." Song Ci put the drawing back under the coffee table, and turned around to see the two little guys still engrossed in playing Xiaoxiaole.
"Nuan Nuan is lucky to have a father like you." Kong Yumei said with some emotion.
"Not as good as you said." Song Cihan said with a smile.
Kong Yumei heard the words: "Each family has different educational concepts, but most of them don't want to waste some of their children's talents. talent."
"Haha, I hope that Nuan Nuan won't be too stupid after school, and be mad at her." Song Ci laughed.
Kong Yumei also laughed when she heard this.
Then he said: "Although he is not as talented as Xiao Mayuan, it shouldn't be too bad. After all, you and Yaoyao are both intelligent people. She inherited you, so there shouldn't be much difference."
"That's not good, you didn't watch the TV, those doctors' parents are stupid sons?"
When Kong Yumei heard this, she couldn't help laughing when she thought of how Nuan Nuan would get angry with Song Ci in the future.
"By the way, mom, don't you know how to draw? It's pretty good. Can't you teach her?"
"I'm studying Chinese painting, and it's just a hobby. I haven't studied it systematically, so I can't teach her too much. She should learn oil painting, watercolor, gouache or acrylic painting to better display her talent. .”
"It's hard to find, Mom, do you know anyone?"
"Yes, there are, but they don't take students with them now."
"Is it because you are too old? You can ask their students, just looking for someone to lay the foundation for Nuan Nuan, there is no need to find someone who is too powerful." Song Ci laughed.
"Hey, you're right. I was thinking about it. I always wanted to find someone to enlighten her." Kong Yumei laughed.
The two were talking and cooperating with each other, and soon the lunch was almost cooked.
At this moment, Nuan Nuan ran to the door of the kitchen, held up her mobile phone and said, "Dad, I have your call."
Song Ci picked up the phone and looked, it was Yun Wanli calling.
"Who is it?" Nuan Nuan raised her neck and asked with concern.
"It's uncle, go play with yours." Song Ci stretched out his hand and pushed her out of the kitchen.
"Oh."
Hearing this, the little guy dawdled out of the kitchen, and Song Ci didn't care about her anymore.
Yun Wanli called to tell Song Ci that he had already had someone draw the portrait and sent it to Song Ci's phone, which was really efficient.
Song Ci chatted with him for a few words, hung up the phone, opened WeChat, and Yun Wanli sent him a new simulated portrait, but not one, but three.
These paintings do not have the outline of the face. This is because these people have round cheeks and slight cheeks. If this is the case, it is better not to draw them.
But the human brain is amazing, it will subconsciously complete it, and then match the facial features, three different faces appear in Song Ci's mind.
Three completely different faces, Song Ci did not gain much for a while, but it was not completely absent. Song Ci found that there was a portrait with a mole on the left jaw.
In my impression, this is the characteristic of the fourth victim.
"time to eat."
Kong Yumei asked her to help serve the dishes, and her words awakened Song Ci who was meditating.
At this moment, Nuan Nuan suddenly stuck her little head out from the kitchen door.
"Grandma, what do we have for lunch?"
"Good guy, you have been standing at the door without leaving, what do you want to do?"
"Dad, did uncle invite me to eat in the cafeteria?" She asked expectantly.
Song Ci: ...
It turned out that her purpose was this.
However, although her uncle didn't invite her to the cafeteria, she was still very happy to eat big chicken drumsticks at noon.
One chicken, two legs, she and Xiao Mayuan happened to have one each.
"It's been a good time. Next time, let grandma kill a few more chickens, and then I will eat and drink."
She muttered while eating, causing everyone at the dinner table to laugh.
After eating and drinking, after a while, Nuan Nuan fell into a drowsy sleep, lying on the sofa, with his hands and five fingers spread, patting his round belly, like a lazy pig, which made people laugh.
But I wanted to play, so I tried to stay awake, which made it even more ridiculous.
He kept squinting his eyes and opening them again, tapping his mouth from time to time, and humming softly, indicating that he was awake and not asleep, reminding Xiao Mayuan to come and play with her quickly.
"Who does this little lazy guy look like?" Yun Shiqi asked a little funny.
But his eyes were on Song Ci, and the meaning in his words was self-evident.
"It must be like Yaoyao, I am diligent." Song Ci said hastily.
"It's definitely not inherited from me. I cook lunch every day." Kong Yumei continued.
From the time of the cloud: ...
Good guy, go around, go around, go around him.
Seeing Yun Shiqi's constipated face, Song Ci and Kong Yumei laughed together.
"Hey hey hey..."
The dazed little guy heard the laughter, squinted his eyes and laughed too.
And next to him, Xiao Mayuan, who was playing with a car, also followed suit a few times after hearing the words, and if she didn't smile, wouldn't it seem that she didn't fit in?
For a time, the whole room was full of joyous laughter.
"You are such a diligent person, are you all right this afternoon?"
"Of course, the office is ready, I'm going to buy some office equipment, and I also need to post a job offer online."
"Who do you want to recruit? Our school has a lot of students. If they are good, you can consider our classmates." Kong Yumei asked casually after hearing the words.
So Song Ci said something casually, and then went out.
But in the afternoon, he didn't go to buy office equipment. You can just buy those things online. There's no need to make a special trip. Instead, he went straight back to Taoyuan Village.
To Song Ci's surprise, only Little Butterfly was there, and even Yun Chuyao didn't know where he went.
"Where have everyone gone?"
"Both Xiaomi and Caijiaozi have gone out. Caijiaozi is very happy and said to catch more—extradite a few more people back. Aunt Yaoyao went to find a friend." Xiaodie replied.
Hearing this, Song Ci suddenly realized that Cai Dumpling probably got a new baby and was in high spirits. With the glass cover on his body, he was not afraid anymore, so he ran outside excitedly by himself, striving to become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance.
And Xiao Mi has always been diligent and hardworking, so it is not surprising.
And the reason why Little Butterfly is in Taoyuan Village is because she just met Song Ci after extradition of a deceased person.
"Since they're not here, let's go, I'll take you to [Peach City], do you want to go together?" Song Ci smiled and stretched out his hand to Little Butterfly.
Hearing this, Little Butterfly happily put her little hand in Song Ci's palm.
Following Song Ci's thought, the two of them crossed an extremely long distance and arrived in front of the main entrance of [Peach City] in an instant.
[Peach City] The gate is closed, and the surroundings are silent, only the lush green grass under the city wall is exuding vitality, which seems to have smeared a ray of vitality for the entire city.
"How do we get in?" Looking at the closed door, Little Butterfly asked curiously.
In fact, she has been here with Xiaodie and Caijiaozi before, but they are all difficult to get in.
They couldn't get in, let alone other "people" in Taoyuan Village.
Song Ci laughed and said, "Of course it's like this."
As he said that, he stretched out his palm and pushed it forward lightly, only to see that the tightly closed heavy door opened slowly to both sides.
"Wow, Mr. Song, you are amazing." Little Butterfly exclaimed.
As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand and pressed it into the void, imitating Song Ci's appearance just now.
Song Ci glanced at her and found that this little guy was much more cheerful than before.
Moreover, the breath on her body is much stronger than before, Song Ci can even smell the faint fragrance of incense from her body.
These incenses all come from the temples of her and Xiaomi Li, and the incense nourishes their spirits and makes them strong day and night.
Song Ci didn't know if Little Butterfly's character was affected by the incense.
But when I see Yun Chuyao, I will assign her a task to teach Xiaomili and Little Butterfly how to cultivate immortals. As for the vegetable dumplings, let's forget it for the time being. Although she has a wind and fire glass cover now, she is still a poor baby.
Song Ci dragged Little Butterfly into [Peach City], where there was no such prosperity as when Song Ci entered Fengdu for the first time. A lot of things were left behind.
There are all kinds of swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks, sticks, whips and maces, as well as some masks, accessories and so on.
Song Ci knew that these were left behind by those strange mistakes.
None of them are good things, but they will cause some damage to the ghost body, so it is suitable for Little Butterfly and the others to use.
Little Butterfly bent down, picked up a bull's head mask and put it on his face, but because it was too big, it looked a little funny, but also a little cute.
"Do you like it?" Song Ci asked.
"Hey, it's fun." Little Butterfly said with a smile.
"Then I'll see you off." Song Ci said with a smile.
Then looking at the messy street, Song Ci called out the interface of the jar and made a wish to the jar.
"Jar, jar, gather in front of me all the treasures born through the power of wishes in this [Peach City] in front of me."
Immediately, Song Ci was deducted 300 points of wish power, and then fulfilled this wish.
The value of this wish is neither too much nor too little.
In fact, Song Ci can be searched slowly by yourself, but first, it is time-consuming, and second, there may be omissions.
If [Taocheng] is opened to the public, some "people" in Taoyuan Village accidentally acquire it, which may cause unnecessary troubles.
So he simply realized it through his wish, so that there would be no omissions. After all, all "extraordinary" things are realized through the value of wish power.
So after Song Ci made this wish, countless lights rose from the huge [Peach City], and then swarmed towards Song Ci, and finally fell in front of Song Ci one by one.
Little Butterfly, who was wearing a cow-head mask, was so frightened that the mask was crooked, and hurriedly hid behind Song Ci, but couldn't help being curious, and stuck out her little head to peek.
But before she could see clearly, the mask on her face jumped out automatically, and then the peach tree branch in her hand, the peach blossom hairpin on her head, the clothes on her body...
"Uh……"
(End of this chapter)
Song Ci seemed very excited about the fact that her daughter was a "genius".
Seeing the two little guys playing games together, Song Ci didn't even step forward to stop them.
He wanted to talk to someone, but found that Yun Shiqi was away at some point, and Kong Yumei was in the kitchen again.
After thinking about it, I decided to talk to my mother-in-law. After all, she is the one who teaches Nuannuan on weekdays. Now Nuannuan can know a lot of words and recite several ancient poems.
But Song Ci didn't wait to find Kong Yumei.
Kong Yumei herself came out of the kitchen.
"Mom, do you need my help?" Song Ci stepped forward and asked.
"Okay, peel the garlic for me." Kong Yumei didn't show any politeness to him.
"What are you cooking for lunch today?"
Song Ci walked into the kitchen, found a place to put garlic, and took a head of garlic.
"Braised chicken, you brought it back from your hometown last time."
"Haven't you finished eating yet?"
"How can I finish eating? During these days, Xiao Mayuan's father brought so much food, and you brought so much. Next time, tell your mother not to kill so many, save the eggs..."
"I see, but, Mom, let me tell you, just now I found Nuan Nuan..."
Song Ci couldn't help showing off to Kong Yumei, as proud as he was.
But after Kong Yumei heard the words, her expression was very calm.
"That's it?" she said.
Then he wiped his hands on the apron, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, Song Ci was a little curious, and followed him out.
Then I saw Kong Yumei took a stack of sketches from under the coffee table and handed them to Song Ci.
No need to ask, Song Ci can tell at a glance that these are Nuan Nuan's sketches.
Song Ci flipped through it curiously, and his first thought was that this little thing is really a waste, and he doesn't know how to save it at all.
But then, I was attracted by the various tones in Nuan Nuan's paintings.
Nuan Nuan's paintings are not good, they are twisted and crooked, all kinds of strange things, I can't understand what they are painting at all.
But it doesn't make people feel ugly, and they always feel comfortable.
Song Ci instantly understood that this was due to the color. All of Nuan Nuan's paintings were painted with color, and even some lines were painted with different colors, which caused her entire painting to be full of various gorgeous colors. color.
However, in general paintings, if too many colors are used, it will appear messy, which makes people look uncomfortable and gives people a dirty feeling.
But Nuan Nuan's paintings are not. All the colors match, which makes people feel very comfortable. Song Ci even saw that she used transition colors between some tones.
In addition, she also found that she doesn't like to use heavy colors, such as bright red, lemon yellow, lake blue and other deep colors.
Instead, choose orange red, light yellow, sky blue, and lighter colors.
So after her paintings are finished, the tones are rich, not to mention pleasing to the eye, but also give people a refreshing and clean feeling.
Although Song Ci can do some simple sketches, he is not a professional, so he doesn't know how to evaluate Nuan Nuan's paintings. He doesn't think she draws well, but he just feels comfortable to look at.
"How's it going, isn't it good?" Kong Yumei asked with a smile.
Song Ci nodded and sorted out the painting.
"I didn't expect that she had such a talent." Song Ci said happily.
"Who says no? She has a very good sense of color, so don't waste her talent. You must find a good teacher for her."
"You can find a teacher, but you have to ask her if she likes it or not. Take it as a hobby. Don't make high demands on her just because of her talent. I just want her to be happy. It doesn't matter how old she is. Achievement." Song Ci put the drawing back under the coffee table, and turned around to see the two little guys still engrossed in playing Xiaoxiaole.
"Nuan Nuan is lucky to have a father like you." Kong Yumei said with some emotion.
"Not as good as you said." Song Cihan said with a smile.
Kong Yumei heard the words: "Each family has different educational concepts, but most of them don't want to waste some of their children's talents. talent."
"Haha, I hope that Nuan Nuan won't be too stupid after school, and be mad at her." Song Ci laughed.
Kong Yumei also laughed when she heard this.
Then he said: "Although he is not as talented as Xiao Mayuan, it shouldn't be too bad. After all, you and Yaoyao are both intelligent people. She inherited you, so there shouldn't be much difference."
"That's not good, you didn't watch the TV, those doctors' parents are stupid sons?"
When Kong Yumei heard this, she couldn't help laughing when she thought of how Nuan Nuan would get angry with Song Ci in the future.
"By the way, mom, don't you know how to draw? It's pretty good. Can't you teach her?"
"I'm studying Chinese painting, and it's just a hobby. I haven't studied it systematically, so I can't teach her too much. She should learn oil painting, watercolor, gouache or acrylic painting to better display her talent. .”
"It's hard to find, Mom, do you know anyone?"
"Yes, there are, but they don't take students with them now."
"Is it because you are too old? You can ask their students, just looking for someone to lay the foundation for Nuan Nuan, there is no need to find someone who is too powerful." Song Ci laughed.
"Hey, you're right. I was thinking about it. I always wanted to find someone to enlighten her." Kong Yumei laughed.
The two were talking and cooperating with each other, and soon the lunch was almost cooked.
At this moment, Nuan Nuan ran to the door of the kitchen, held up her mobile phone and said, "Dad, I have your call."
Song Ci picked up the phone and looked, it was Yun Wanli calling.
"Who is it?" Nuan Nuan raised her neck and asked with concern.
"It's uncle, go play with yours." Song Ci stretched out his hand and pushed her out of the kitchen.
"Oh."
Hearing this, the little guy dawdled out of the kitchen, and Song Ci didn't care about her anymore.
Yun Wanli called to tell Song Ci that he had already had someone draw the portrait and sent it to Song Ci's phone, which was really efficient.
Song Ci chatted with him for a few words, hung up the phone, opened WeChat, and Yun Wanli sent him a new simulated portrait, but not one, but three.
These paintings do not have the outline of the face. This is because these people have round cheeks and slight cheeks. If this is the case, it is better not to draw them.
But the human brain is amazing, it will subconsciously complete it, and then match the facial features, three different faces appear in Song Ci's mind.
Three completely different faces, Song Ci did not gain much for a while, but it was not completely absent. Song Ci found that there was a portrait with a mole on the left jaw.
In my impression, this is the characteristic of the fourth victim.
"time to eat."
Kong Yumei asked her to help serve the dishes, and her words awakened Song Ci who was meditating.
At this moment, Nuan Nuan suddenly stuck her little head out from the kitchen door.
"Grandma, what do we have for lunch?"
"Good guy, you have been standing at the door without leaving, what do you want to do?"
"Dad, did uncle invite me to eat in the cafeteria?" She asked expectantly.
Song Ci: ...
It turned out that her purpose was this.
However, although her uncle didn't invite her to the cafeteria, she was still very happy to eat big chicken drumsticks at noon.
One chicken, two legs, she and Xiao Mayuan happened to have one each.
"It's been a good time. Next time, let grandma kill a few more chickens, and then I will eat and drink."
She muttered while eating, causing everyone at the dinner table to laugh.
After eating and drinking, after a while, Nuan Nuan fell into a drowsy sleep, lying on the sofa, with his hands and five fingers spread, patting his round belly, like a lazy pig, which made people laugh.
But I wanted to play, so I tried to stay awake, which made it even more ridiculous.
He kept squinting his eyes and opening them again, tapping his mouth from time to time, and humming softly, indicating that he was awake and not asleep, reminding Xiao Mayuan to come and play with her quickly.
"Who does this little lazy guy look like?" Yun Shiqi asked a little funny.
But his eyes were on Song Ci, and the meaning in his words was self-evident.
"It must be like Yaoyao, I am diligent." Song Ci said hastily.
"It's definitely not inherited from me. I cook lunch every day." Kong Yumei continued.
From the time of the cloud: ...
Good guy, go around, go around, go around him.
Seeing Yun Shiqi's constipated face, Song Ci and Kong Yumei laughed together.
"Hey hey hey..."
The dazed little guy heard the laughter, squinted his eyes and laughed too.
And next to him, Xiao Mayuan, who was playing with a car, also followed suit a few times after hearing the words, and if she didn't smile, wouldn't it seem that she didn't fit in?
For a time, the whole room was full of joyous laughter.
"You are such a diligent person, are you all right this afternoon?"
"Of course, the office is ready, I'm going to buy some office equipment, and I also need to post a job offer online."
"Who do you want to recruit? Our school has a lot of students. If they are good, you can consider our classmates." Kong Yumei asked casually after hearing the words.
So Song Ci said something casually, and then went out.
But in the afternoon, he didn't go to buy office equipment. You can just buy those things online. There's no need to make a special trip. Instead, he went straight back to Taoyuan Village.
To Song Ci's surprise, only Little Butterfly was there, and even Yun Chuyao didn't know where he went.
"Where have everyone gone?"
"Both Xiaomi and Caijiaozi have gone out. Caijiaozi is very happy and said to catch more—extradite a few more people back. Aunt Yaoyao went to find a friend." Xiaodie replied.
Hearing this, Song Ci suddenly realized that Cai Dumpling probably got a new baby and was in high spirits. With the glass cover on his body, he was not afraid anymore, so he ran outside excitedly by himself, striving to become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance.
And Xiao Mi has always been diligent and hardworking, so it is not surprising.
And the reason why Little Butterfly is in Taoyuan Village is because she just met Song Ci after extradition of a deceased person.
"Since they're not here, let's go, I'll take you to [Peach City], do you want to go together?" Song Ci smiled and stretched out his hand to Little Butterfly.
Hearing this, Little Butterfly happily put her little hand in Song Ci's palm.
Following Song Ci's thought, the two of them crossed an extremely long distance and arrived in front of the main entrance of [Peach City] in an instant.
[Peach City] The gate is closed, and the surroundings are silent, only the lush green grass under the city wall is exuding vitality, which seems to have smeared a ray of vitality for the entire city.
"How do we get in?" Looking at the closed door, Little Butterfly asked curiously.
In fact, she has been here with Xiaodie and Caijiaozi before, but they are all difficult to get in.
They couldn't get in, let alone other "people" in Taoyuan Village.
Song Ci laughed and said, "Of course it's like this."
As he said that, he stretched out his palm and pushed it forward lightly, only to see that the tightly closed heavy door opened slowly to both sides.
"Wow, Mr. Song, you are amazing." Little Butterfly exclaimed.
As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand and pressed it into the void, imitating Song Ci's appearance just now.
Song Ci glanced at her and found that this little guy was much more cheerful than before.
Moreover, the breath on her body is much stronger than before, Song Ci can even smell the faint fragrance of incense from her body.
These incenses all come from the temples of her and Xiaomi Li, and the incense nourishes their spirits and makes them strong day and night.
Song Ci didn't know if Little Butterfly's character was affected by the incense.
But when I see Yun Chuyao, I will assign her a task to teach Xiaomili and Little Butterfly how to cultivate immortals. As for the vegetable dumplings, let's forget it for the time being. Although she has a wind and fire glass cover now, she is still a poor baby.
Song Ci dragged Little Butterfly into [Peach City], where there was no such prosperity as when Song Ci entered Fengdu for the first time. A lot of things were left behind.
There are all kinds of swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks, sticks, whips and maces, as well as some masks, accessories and so on.
Song Ci knew that these were left behind by those strange mistakes.
None of them are good things, but they will cause some damage to the ghost body, so it is suitable for Little Butterfly and the others to use.
Little Butterfly bent down, picked up a bull's head mask and put it on his face, but because it was too big, it looked a little funny, but also a little cute.
"Do you like it?" Song Ci asked.
"Hey, it's fun." Little Butterfly said with a smile.
"Then I'll see you off." Song Ci said with a smile.
Then looking at the messy street, Song Ci called out the interface of the jar and made a wish to the jar.
"Jar, jar, gather in front of me all the treasures born through the power of wishes in this [Peach City] in front of me."
Immediately, Song Ci was deducted 300 points of wish power, and then fulfilled this wish.
The value of this wish is neither too much nor too little.
In fact, Song Ci can be searched slowly by yourself, but first, it is time-consuming, and second, there may be omissions.
If [Taocheng] is opened to the public, some "people" in Taoyuan Village accidentally acquire it, which may cause unnecessary troubles.
So he simply realized it through his wish, so that there would be no omissions. After all, all "extraordinary" things are realized through the value of wish power.
So after Song Ci made this wish, countless lights rose from the huge [Peach City], and then swarmed towards Song Ci, and finally fell in front of Song Ci one by one.
Little Butterfly, who was wearing a cow-head mask, was so frightened that the mask was crooked, and hurriedly hid behind Song Ci, but couldn't help being curious, and stuck out her little head to peek.
But before she could see clearly, the mask on her face jumped out automatically, and then the peach tree branch in her hand, the peach blossom hairpin on her head, the clothes on her body...
"Uh……"
(End of this chapter)