"Ahem"

Qian Fatzi curiously picked up a handicraft on the table to take a look, but he didn't expect to raise a lot of dust and cough constantly.

"Eldest sister, how long has no one lived here, so much dust?" said the fat man with a sad face.

"Hehe, it's been a long time, and since the master took me away from the Wangzhi Basin, no one should have lived there. Danning looked at the familiar Yiqiē around him, and there was a look of memory in his eyes.

At this moment, Denning, Qian Fatzi, Changfeng, Feng Ling and others were standing in the hall of an extremely quaint building, with bags of things beside them, obviously just bought from the supermarket.

"Eldest sister, is this house your master's?" Changfeng behind him looked around curiously and asked, it was the first time he lived in such a house, even if he usually didn't take material things very seriously, he was full of excitement at this time.

"Well, this is the old man's family, and it seems that she shouldn't have come back. ”

Danning touched the books on the shelves, picked up the slender fingers and looked at them, and found that they were covered with dust, and there was a little disappointment in his tone, these books were her favorite, and if she came back, she would definitely not let them be dusted.

"Eldest sister, where did your master and her old man go?" asked the fat man who carefully put down the handicrafts in his hand, patted the dust on his hands, and asked.

"Actually, I don't know where she is, whether she is alive or dead. Denning smiled wryly.

"And how did you get apart?" asked the Wind Spirit, holding Denning's hand.

"When I was 12 years old, on the night of my birthday, the master left a letter and left alone, and I haven't heard from her since. There was a hint of sadness in Denning's tone.

"Eldest sister, your master and her old man should be fine, we will meet when the time comes, don't we still have us now!"

"I know, it's been so long, there's nothing I can't think of, I don't have anything to do, you don't have to worry. ”

Danning took a deep breath, put away the feelings that appeared just now because of seeing things and thinking about people, and smiled at everyone.

"Big sister, you still look better when you smile, hehe" Feng Ling was also happy when he saw Danning smiling.

"Big sister, isn't it ugly when you're not smiling?" Danning stuck in his waist, tapped Feng Ling's forehead, and feigned anger.

"No, no, no, big sister, you look good when you're not smiling!" Feng Ling waved his hand and said seriously, the two little braids shaking around were very cute.

"I'm kidding you. Denning touched the wind spirit's little head and smiled.

"By the way, eldest sister, what did your master's letter tell you?" asked the fat man Qian asked as he looked curiously at Danning with his round little eyes.

"Didn't you just guess it yourself?

"I guessed, I guessed what?" the fat man muttered puzzled, scratching his round head.

"Goodbye! Didn't you say that!" said Denning, tapping the fat man's head.

"Hey, hey"

"Hahaha"

The other people laughed when they saw the funny look of the fat man.

"Oh, big sister, are we going to live here from now on?"

Qian Fat Man seems to have become accustomed to being everyone's pistachio, and he doesn't care, but is a little excited about whether he can live in this best house since he was born.

"Of course I'm staying here, otherwise I'm going to take you to buy so many things!" Denning laughed, pointing to something on the floor.

"Oh yes!"

"There's a new house to live in!"

"Hehe, don't be too happy, there's a lot to do, come, fatty, Changfeng, you lead the wind spirits and them to divide up and start cleaning. ”

Danning looked at this group of simple-minded children, and was so happy to have a new house to live in, as if his troubles had disappeared a lot.

"No problem, eldest sister, we will definitely clean this house and be spotless!" Qian Fat patted his chest and promised.

"Fatty, I'll leave this to you. Changfeng stuffed a large bucket and mop into the hands of the fat man, turned around and walked away.

"Why do I have to carry water and mop the floor! You dead bamboo pole!" the fat man looked at the bucket and mop in his hand speechlessly, and roared at the long wind in the distance.

"Be careful, don't break things. ”

"Roger!"

Everyone began to clean in an orderly manner, some upstairs, some downstairs, some mopping the floor, some wiping the table.

"Oh, no, I'm tired, I want to rest. ”

The white T-shirt on the fat man's body turned into a transparent dew point, panting, leaning against the wall with a mop and wiping sweat.

"Fat brother, I'll help you mop the floor after I'm done!" Feng Ling, who was rubbing the objects on the shelf next to him, whispered to Qian Fatzi.

"It's still Ling'er, I don't usually hurt you in vain, but I'll come by myself, hey, what is that, it's very beautiful and exquisite, I'll take a look." Qian Fatzi suddenly saw the handicraft in Feng Ling's hand that had just finished designing a little special, and exclaimed.

"It looks like a phoenix, it's heavy, I can't pick it up. "Wind Spirit tried to pick it up, but it didn't work.

"I'll see!"

Saying that, the fat man walked up to the object and looked at it carefully.

"Ling'er, this should be a phoenix, not a phoenix, you look at the feathers and flying posture on this body, how elegant and noble"

The phoenix in front of me is carved from unknown materials, a bit similar to crystal, exuding a purple-blue light, and the feathers all over the body are carved vividly, the elegance and nobility of the soaring nine days are vividly and vividly, I don't know what master is coming from, although the two young people are laymen, they are also fascinated at the moment.

"Why is it so heavy?" the fat man couldn't lift up even if he used his strength to feed.

"Fat brother, could it be a mechanism?" Feng Ling remembered that he had seen this kind of plot in the novel, and couldn't help but guess.

"Probably not! This place doesn't look like it!" said the fat man who turned his head and looked around.

"Can you try to turn it?" Feng Ling said excitedly as he looked at the fat man with big eyes.

"Ling'er, why are you so excited, then I'll try it!" Qian Fat Man also looked excited, and his chubby palms trembled a little.

"It can really turn!"

"Click!"

Just as the excited voice of the fat man sounded, a painting on the wall next to him suddenly split in half, revealing a dark grid.

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