After being divorced, I picked up a fairy

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 The Little Monster's Birthday

    Chicken, duck, fish, eggs and cakes are, after all, mundane things.

    The monks groaned a few times, but they still turned their heads. After all, the practice in these years is not in vain. The cultivation base has increased, and the will has also been honed.

    "I'm afraid there won't be a fire." Fairy Qing Ning said in a low voice.

    "Yes." A monk suddenly reacted, "Now that I have lost my spiritual power, I can't drive the magic weapon. There are no people around here, and there is no fire here..." Wu Jingjing put the chicken back into the storage

    bag .

    Seeing this, the monks twitched their mouths. That storage bag...is the kind that can hold living things? They are generally used to install monsters or special treasures of heaven and earth! How can you pretend... pretend to be a chicken?

    If they knew that this was the storage bag of the third elder of Fuxizong, they would probably get even darker before their eyes.

    Wu Jingjing walked down the stairs slowly, turned around and entered the kitchen.

    After a while, everyone saw her and Aqiao coming out with iron sheets, stones and yellow paper.

    "What is this for?" All the monks were surprised.

    A Qiao hit the stone with the iron piece.

    One time, two times, three times... I don't know how many times. Someone finally remembered, and asked in a low voice, "Is it knocking stones to make fire?" As

    soon as he finished speaking, the yellow paper in Aqiao's hand was ignited.

    Everyone was stunned, and then they remembered that all kinds of magical powers in the world do not have to be obtained through physical training and cultivation.

    Even mortals know how to use the things in the world to make themselves live better.

    Their hearts moved slightly, and they seemed to have a new understanding from it.

    So he hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and carefully experienced the feeling.

    When the monks woke up again, they were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, and their throats were burning with pain. That's what happens after being thirsty for too long.

    There was already a fire in the house.

    The firewood was found from the backyard, and some tables and chairs were also split because of insufficient.

    The monks moved their bodies, but they were not as cold as before.

    Misty Sect quickly distributed the spirit grass and Yushiwan, and distributed some spirit springs to everyone in bowls.

    At this time, a little fragrance penetrated into their nostrils.

    In the past, they would have dismissed it. It's just that today, the scent is faintly present, as if it penetrated straight into the heart, making people salivate unconsciously.

    But the more you chew Yushiwan, the more dry and boring your mouth will feel, and you won't feel full in your stomach.

    They heard the other side say: "Okay."

    They turned their heads to look, and saw Aqiao take half a roast duck from the fire.

    Spices are spread all over the roast duck, exuding bursts of crisp aroma. Oil dripped onto the firewood with a crackling sound.