Since the golden silkworm will be invisible, Teng Taishan left a mantra on the big worm, so that it would not slip away as soon as Nurda came ashore as soon as he did yesterday.

After washing up, Fan Wujiang didn't care about eating breakfast, and lay on the bed on all sides, sleeping in the dark.

Teng Taishan didn't bother him, and after breakfast, he cleaned up the entire backyard and summoned Nurda to inquire about the situation on the other side of the lake.

There were some wounds on Nurda's body, and there was no blood in the forest spirit's body, so if you didn't look closely, you couldn't notice that he was injured.

Teng Taishan recited the incantation, and saw the green light sweeping from the surrounding mountains and forests, burrowing into Nurda's wounds, and the openings of different sizes healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hasn't the fog in the worm valley lifted yet?"

Nurda replied truthfully in a deep voice: "No, master, the fog is thicker. ”

"Stronger?" Teng Taishan sat down in his chair, frowned, and wondered, "What about Wind Valley?

"Master, the red clouds in the Valley of the Wind have become shallower. ”

Oh, that's a good thing. Nurda, you go and rest first, it's been a hard trip. ”

"Okay, master. With that, Nurda took a long step towards the low mountain.

"Why is the fog thicker? Does it have something to do with the big golden silkworm?"

Teng Taishan muttered to himself, thinking that the reason why the big insect that Nurda found this time had increased in size like this might be related to the fog in the worm valley.

In this case, let's wait until the beginning of spring to see for yourself.

[Valley of the Wind] is close to the [Scorching Strait], and the red clouds in the Valley of the Wind become shallower, which means that the heat of the Scorching Strait has decreased a little more.

Luo Chengrong exchanged his life for this fragmented space, and Teng Taishan painstakingly studied it for thirty years.

Over the years, he has been trying to get a glimpse of what the strait that has been burning for nearly 10,000 years is like, and what secrets are hidden in it.

It's just that his elemental sequence is firmly restrained by the [Hellfire] of the scorching strait, and he can't ask anyone else for help.

And, even if he thought, how many wizards in this world could withstand the fire of hell?

Teng Taishan awakened the gold system in the unpopular three methods of the wizarding world, this secret is known to only three people in the world, and now the other two are no longer alive.

He looked up at the top of the mountain, pondered for a moment, narrowed his crow's feet and looked at the mountains on the other side of the lake, and began to think in his heart......

When Fan Wujiang woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Sleepy-eyed, he grabbed his phone next to his pillow and glanced at dozens of unread messages.

He had already used his original WeChat, kept in touch with his classmates in Canada, and explained and explained that he had returned to China to join his relatives.

The classmates also expressed their regrets and blessings, hoping that he could let go of his sadness in his home country and so on...

Most of the messages were sent by the students, and they were also heartfelt, and they still remembered the Spring Festival in China. Among them, Freckles Allen also posted a video telling an old-fashioned joke in broken Chinese, but Fan Wujiang was still amused by him.

Wen Na also posted a video of her still the beautiful little princess, wearing a small dress and saying that she was going to a family reunion and expressing her encouragement to him.

When he turned to Suixing's information, he immediately sat up.

[Happy New Year!] I didn't reply in time last night. Are you still in the Wizarding Academy?]

The message was sent at ten o'clock in the morning and he replied immediately [Yes. I've decided to stay with Grandpa Teng. ]

After pondering for a while, I added another sentence [Happy New Year!]

Then after replying to the rest of the messages one by one, Fan Wujiang was about to turn over and get out of bed, and his eyes were almost blinded when he lifted the quilt.

The fat worm of the Daimyo Golden Gu Heavenly Silkworm was asleep on his back facing the sky.

Fan Wujiang was dazed and speechless for a while, and said in his heart, when did this thing get into his bed?

This is the old man's baby!

He lightly covered the quilt and found that the strange smell of the insects was no longer emanating from the insects, and the smell of alcohol was almost gone.

He habitually touched the back of his head, and suddenly found that the big swollen bag he bumped into last night had faded overnight, and there was no pain at all.

Curious about this discovery, the quilt moved, and the big bug crawled out.

Lifting his fat head, his green eyes looked at him, and he opened his mouth as if he was yawning.

Fan Wujiang tilted his head to look at it, it also tilted its head, Fan Wujiang blinked, and it also blinked.

Fan Wujiang got up, and it moved forward, leaning closer to him.

After Fan Wujiang folded the quilt, he got dressed and opened the door to prepare to go downstairs. He knew that the old man had already made a mark, so he didn't worry that it would slip away again. As soon as I got out of the room, I heard a 'bang' behind me, and I didn't need to look to know that it was the fat guy who got out of bed.

He watched amusefully as it twisted and moved to his feet, and then went downstairs with one person and one worm.

Teng Taishan was feeding bubbles in the backyard, and the Escape Beasts were also busy all night, and the old man prepared a few miscellaneous pieces of chops to count as rewards.

"Master. ”

"Hey, Xiao Jiang is awake, I'm hungry, there are pancakes on the table to eat first, grandpa later..."Teng Taishan turned around and saw the golden silkworm following behind Fan Wujiang, as if he was a little surprised.

Fan Wujiang answered and sat down at the small square table and ate the pancakes.

The golden silkworm was next to his lap again, looking at him with a pair of innocent eyes.

"What? you want to eat it too?" Fan Wujiang tore a pancake: "This, can you eat it?" Master, can it eat these things?"

Teng Taishan opened his mouth slightly: "Ah... Oh yes, it's omnivorous, it eats everything. ”

Fan Wujiang grinned and gnawed into the pancake while feeding the golden silkworm.

After eating, he got up and walked into the house, and the golden silkworm followed suit. He went to the desk by the window on the first floor to read as usual, and the golden silkworm climbed on his lap again and lay on his stomach obediently.

Teng Taishan stood outside the bookshelf and observed for a while, then walked up to Fan Wujiang worriedly, motioned for him to get out of the way, and then bent over to hug the golden silkworm.

As a result, something happened that made Teng Taishan collapse.

The golden silkworm was firmly attached to Fan Wujiang's pants, and Teng Taishan didn't dare to exert himself, and his brows couldn't be deeper.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Teng Taishan didn't speak, he recited the incantation lightly, but when the shallow light spread on the golden silkworm, it was bounced away.

"It's weird, it's weird!" Teng Taishan stared at the golden silkworm in confusion.

Fan Wujiang touched the fat body of the golden silkworm, and scolded with a smile: "Isn't it bad to make the master angry?"

The golden silkworm looked up at Fan Wujiang, then squirmed upwards and leaned over to his cheek and licked it.

Once raw and twice ripe, Fan Wujiang is not so resistant to being licked by this goods now.

"Oops", Teng Taishan closed his eyes and slapped his forehead: "Blind, blind, oops..."

"Master, what's the situation?" Fan Wujiang stood up from the chair with the golden silkworm in his arms.

Teng Taishan lamented bitterly before explaining: "This witch pet only recognizes one master in his life. Moreover, this process of recognizing the Lord is exquisite. The higher the level of the witch pet, the more difficult it is to recognize the master. ”

"Huh?!Is the witch pet still ranked?"

"Of course. Low-level witch pets, some of which can be forcibly recognized with [Contract Spells].

The higher the level, the higher the spirituality, the stronger the sense of autonomy.

Therefore, if you want a high-level witch pet to recognize the master, you must first cultivate feelings.

After the witch pet is familiar with his breath and elemental energy, he can use the [Contract Spell] to make a contract.

A ninth-level witch pet like the Golden Silkworm, without three or two years of hard work, don't even want it to recognize its master.

Grandpa lived so old, he had never seen or heard of such an unprincipled witch pet as him!

His uncle, it's really deadly......"