Cong Niang curled into a small ball and let Jiudeng poke her hard, and she didn't dare to resist at all. Cong was under the eaves and had to bow his head.═┝┝┟╞.

But there is a saying: Don’t bully Xiaocongneng. One day she has achieved great magical powers, and today’s humiliation will be brought back a hundred times. Her goal is to one day be able to press Jiudengshi to the ground and make her feel good. Damn it!

So Cong Niang began to stomp Jiudeng under her feet in her mind, and she herself made three-stage smirks like a queen.

As she thought about it, her Ah Q's way of thinking successfully defeated reality. No matter how Jiudeng poked her, she didn't care.

After the Nine Deng girl poked Cong Niang hard for a while, she grabbed the small notebook and drew a horizontal line on it.

1: Make a dish once and watch him eat it in one bite. (Scribing)

2: Accompany him to take a big or small risk. (Score)

3: Save him once. (Search)

4: Read a lot of books together. (Freshly marked)

5:...

The fifth point is originally a string of characters covered by spells.

When the nine-lantern crosses out point 4, the characters at point 5 are combined again.

5: Dance for him in the sea of ​​flowers with green mountains and beautiful waters.

Dance?

The girl Jiudeng suddenly turned pale. She had never learned to dance, okay, if she really wanted to dance, would she have to perform a set of boxing?

Moreover, should Mao Mao be in the sea of ​​flowers with green mountains and beautiful waters?

By the way... What the hell was thinking about in my mind before I became a monk?!

It’s okay to cook or read books, you have to take risks and have to take beautiful women to save heroes... What are the messy wishes?

Finally, she finally completed the four options of "cooking (meat soup), taking risks (going deep into the jungle to find two Zhuges), beauty saving heroes and reading books.

Now facing the fifth option, she really feels powerless!

Dancing or something, Jiudeng really can't do it now.┝┝═┞w?ww..

If time can be reversed, she must go back and hold herself down before becoming a monk and tear off this small notebook of "What Nine Dians Want to Do" - Yes, this book "What Nine Dians Want to Do" was written silently by the girl Jiu Deng before she became a monk and was taken to Tianlong Temple to practice. It belongs to a "girl"'s simplest wish.

This is the purest and innocent wish of a girl. It can be said that a girl's feelings are always poetry, her heart is full of fantasies about the future, and she always looks forward to the person who can love her.

As for why the name of the notes at that time was called "What Jiudeng wants to do", because Jiudeng was her former layman name.

Before she practiced, she was a lay disciple of Tianlong Temple.

OK... If you think about it carefully, this wish seems to be that when I was a girl's generation, I had fantasies after seeing a sea of ​​flowers during an outing, right?

"What should I do if I dance?" Miss Jiudeng was so worried.

Then, she suddenly saw the Onion Girl swaying in the wind on the enlightenment stone.

Oh... By the way, when she met this onion demon, didn't this onion demon dance a very beautiful and uncontrollable dance? That dance was dancing?

Damn, no, no, that dance must not be played. Otherwise, it will be dead.

So, what kind of dance is good?

The Nine Dian Girl knocked on the notebook.

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And in front of her, Song Shuhang looked at the Buddhist scriptures and read them, and before he knew it, he became fascinated by it - Song Shuhang liked to read books, no matter what kind of book it was.

Moreover, no matter how boring the book is, as long as it is a type he has not read before, he can read it all day with his holding onto the book.

Time flies, and while reading, Song Shuhang's body, whose shrinking body has returned to its original state because of an inch of finger, has been restored to its original state.

Maybe it’s the habit of squatting out after renting a bookstore.

Song Shuhang, who was originally sitting in the pile of Buddhist scriptures, moved to the corner at some point, and then read the book silently in a squatting position.

The girl Jiudeng felt interesting when she saw Song Shuhang squatting in the corner and sneaking.╞┞➞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞┞�

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In a blink of an eye, Song Shuhang had read more than twenty Buddhist scriptures. He stretched his waist and put down a volume of Buddhist scriptures in his hand with an expression of enjoyment.

"Song Shuhang." At this time, while he was putting down the book, the girl Jiudeng asked, "Do you have any dances you like to watch?"

"Dance?" Song Shuhang looked at Jiudeng in confusion, not knowing why she suddenly asked this question. However, he still thought about it seriously and replied, "I don't know very well. I don't have much appreciation for dance. But as long as it looks good, I should like to watch it. Every year, I like dance programs."

After hearing this answer, the girl Jiudeng rubbed her forehead with headache.

Answers like Song Shuhang like panacea are the most troublesome.

It’s like asking someone: What should I eat in the morning?

Answer: It's easy.

It sounds like no matter what you eat, but people who make breakfast have headaches.

What exactly should I make this? Is rice cake good? Or is it dry flour? Or is it dumplings or dumplings? If the flour is dry, should I cook or stir-fry? There are too many choices.

After sighing, the girl Jiudeng smiled and said, "Shuhang, are you tired of reading? Why don't you go out for a walk?"

"Okay." Song Shuhang habitually rubbed his eyes.

But in fact, since the eye orifice is opened, as the qi and blood in the eye orifice continue to flow, his eyes rarely get tired of eye contact.

The Nine Ding Girl placed the enlightenment stone on the table and carved several simple formations on the side to wrap the enlightenment stone to prevent the Onion Girl from escaping.

She went out to dance later, but she definitely didn't want Cong Niang to see it.

In fact, Cong Niang could not break free from the enlightenment stone at all, and she even lost the ability to turn into a human form. She is now a conscious and mouthful onion.

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The girl Jiudeng took Song Shuhang away from the temple. The scenery outside was very good, with green mountains and beautiful waters, but the sea of ​​flowers was missing.

But it doesn’t matter. Flower Sea or something is very simple for cultivators with strong cultivation.

The girl Jiudeng raised her finger gently and a butterfly-like spirit beast in the distance was summoned by her. The butterfly-like spirit beast danced beside her, looking very close to her.

"Song Shuhang, do you want to see the sea of ​​flowers?" asked the girl Jiudeng suddenly.

"Sea of ​​Flowers?" Although Song Shuhang didn't know what Jiudeng suddenly picked up the sea of ​​jacquards, he still nodded.

The girl Jiudeng gently raised her fingers and injected spiritual power into the spirit butterfly.

After the spirit butterfly gained a lot of spiritual power, it began to dance in the lawn in front of Song Shuhang and Jiudeng.

This is the dance of the spirit butterfly. Although there is only one spirit butterfly, it drags out one after another when it flies at an extremely fast speed. Not only that, as the dust on the butterfly's body falls, it turns into phantom clones of the spirit butterfly.

In a blink of an eye, there were beautiful scenes of thousands of spirit butterflies dancing in Song Shuhang's eyes, making people feel like they are in the Butterfly Valley.

Such beautiful pictures are beautiful, as long as you shoot them with your mobile phone, without beautifying them with PS, and they are exquisite wallpapers.

After ten breaths, the phantom clones of the spirit butterfly disappeared, and the spirit butterfly flapped its wings and returned to the side of the Nine-Dian Girl.

The girl Jiudeng stretched out her fingers, and the butterfly stopped at her fingertips.

"Huh!" Jiudeng blew a gentle breath at the spirit butterfly, and this breath seemed to be blowing by the spring breeze.

The next moment, many branches and buds of plants emerged from the lawn. These plants are the roots and stems of many flowers, and the seeds are sprinkled by spiritual butterflies, and they are born with spiritual power.

In a few breaths, the original lawn had turned into a beautiful sea of ​​flowers, with purple and red flowers blooming, and dazzlingly beautiful.

"Beautiful." Song Shuhang sighed. This is a large sea of ​​flowers, all kinds of flowers, without repetition, most of which are varieties that Song Shuhang has never seen before.

Just as Song Shuhang was addicted to the beautiful scenery of the sea of ​​flowers in front of him, the nine lamps beside him took a deep breath.

Then, she stepped stiffly into the sea of ​​flowers.

"??" Song Shuhang looked at the stiff-shaped girl Jiudeng with confusion.

As the flowers swelled, the bright head of the girl Jiudeng reflected the light in all directions without dead corners. She was wearing a gray monk's robe.

Then, after Jiudeng entered the sea of ​​flowers, he raised his index fingers and middle fingers of his hands, dressed in the shape of a rabbit ear, and shaking it in the sea of ​​flowers.

"????" Song Shuhang's doubts became even stronger.

He felt that since he met the Nine Ding Girl, the other party's unlimited way of thinking made him unable to catch up with the other party's ideas no matter how he chased him.

What is she doing now? Learning from rabbits to jump? But why do she learn from rabbits to jump in front of me? Is there any deep meaning in this?

Or is this her hobby?

So, should I applaud and cooperate with her?

But then again, the girl Jiudeng pretending to be a rabbit is unexpectedly a little cute?

Just as Song Shuhang was thinking, the girl Jiudeng suddenly danced in the sea of ​​flowers like a storm. Due to her powerful strength, even if she waved her palms casually, the flowers in the sea of ​​flowers were slapped by the palm wind. Then, as her body continued to dance, the petals kept rotating around her.

For a moment, the Nine-Deng Girl really looked like a flower fairy - it’s a pity that she was a frivolous version of the flower fairy.
To be continued...