Sending the trolley back, He Ningyan walked around the supply point again, hoping to find something to eat. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Could it be that the Divine Domain does not provide food and needs to hunt by itself?

But there was really nothing in it, no compressed biscuits, no water. There are only water cups, and there are kettles. Except for daily necessities, there was nothing to eat or drink. But if you hunt on your own, you don't have any tools. No fishing line, no knives, no baseball bats, just paper cutters. So a small paper cutter can be used as a dart.

The imaginary realm of the gods, the masters are like clouds... And what I see now is that I can't see a ghost, and I don't know if Master Allen is a human or not.

The imaginary realm of the gods, drunk and golden... What I see now is that there is not even an electric light, it is simply a deep mountain and old forest, isolated from the world.

As he was spinning, he suddenly saw several thin books in one place, like maps. Walk over, take one, open it.

It's a floor plan here, and although the map is not big, it draws the whole place. This place is called Kinabalu, and there are nine halls in the entire Kinabalu, and the place where she lives is one of the halls, and the other halls have their own functions, including a canteen, a library, a material collection point, a gym and a master's rest area. There are also nine small halls, but the purpose is not written, and the main function should be auxiliary or warehouse.

After reading it, I was relieved that I was not afraid of the place where I didn't eat. But something strange came out ... These words are the same as the words hanging on the supply collection point and the hotel when she passed the customs before, she didn't know them before, but now, she knows them all.

I looked at it again, and I flipped through it back and forth, and for this strange text, it was like a native language, and the meaning could jump out of my mind at once. . . . Is this a benefit?

I didn't care about the words, I was hungry, so I took the map and went to the cafeteria.

The map is very simple and clear, it is a condensed small map, this house corresponds to this hall, and the plaques hanging on it also correspond one by one. Soon I found the canteen, a huge canteen, and there was no one in it.

It's not a buffet anymore, in the center of the house, there is a wooden table of eight immortals, next to which there are two chairs. And there is already food on the table, look at the food, it is actually a rest area cafeteria 1~6 level of all the food to come to each one. The huge table of eight immortals that can put eight dishes and one soup, plus a dessert and a dim sum is full.

She sat down, looked left and right, there was no one, and there was a set of cutlery in front of her, and after thinking about it, she picked up the food and began to eat.

I don't know what the next meal will be, I'd rather eat and vomit. She didn't stop until she was about to vomit.

Master Allen walked in from outside, walked directly to the table and sat down on another chair: "Have you eaten enough?"

"Hmm!" she nodded, "Master, too?"

"I've already eaten it. Master Allen replied.

She looked at the table, eating only a quarter, and asked a little nervously, "Won't it be these for the next few days until it's finished?"

"In the evening there will be a new batch. "Master Allen is like the instructor in the gym in the rest area, he doesn't smile, the only difference is about the clothes he wears.

"That's a waste. She felt a pity that she hadn't eaten a lot.

"This is not something you should be concerned about ... Now that you've had your fill, it's time to start studying. Ten minutes later, go to the practice room. As soon as Master Allen raised his hand, a clock appeared in mid-air, just like a countdown clock, square, and the number was going backwards, exactly ten minutes. He stood up, walked out, and looked at the tracksuit she was still wearing: "Change your clothes." ”

If the change was about to be soon, she hurried back to the bedroom, and it took a moment to put on the strange clothes, fold the placket and tie the belt. As for the sportswear first, it seems that there are no sportswear to take here, so keep it.

When I looked up, seven minutes had passed. I always feel uncomfortable hanging this bell, and when the customs is about to end, of course, I am looking forward to this bell coming out soon. But at the pick-up point and the hotel, if you overtime, the price you pay may not be as simple as food, but may be life.

I didn't have time to fold my sportswear, threw it on the bed and went out, took the map, and walked quickly to the practice room.

When he stepped into the main hall, Master Alan was already standing there waiting, and the clock that had been hanging above his head had less than thirty seconds left to countdown. When she meets Master Alan, the clock disappears automatically.

"Very good, very punctual!" Master Allen stood behind his hands as if he were loose.

"What happens if it's not on time?" she asked, gasping slightly.

The corners of Master Allen's mouth curled slightly, but he didn't answer, and turned inside, and she had to follow.

According to the map, the practice room is the smallest of the nine halls, but it is composed of four verandah-like houses, and there is a courtyard in the middle. I followed Master Allen all the way, and the floor of the corridor near the courtyard was paved with black and gray frosted bricks, and from time to time there was a mat made of grass hanging on one side as a shield. Walking in it, I feel like I have traveled back to the Han Dynasty and walked in a traditional Japanese garden.

"Do, do... "From time to time, there is the sound of water bamboo hitting stones.

When I arrived at a room, there was already a tea set in it, and the tea set was flanked by thick futons. Master Allen sat cross-legged on one of the futons and watched her stand there: "Come and sit down." ”

She was a little stunned and looked at the futon on the ground: "I shouldn't be able to sit on my knees." ”

"Just sit and feel comfortable, and you can lie down. "Master Allen has reached out and started to make tea.

The tea she brewed was not Japanese sencha, but kung fu tea, so she sat down cross-legged as well.

"Tea is also a culture, and it varies from country to country. Master Allen poured two cups, covered them with a small bowl, and placed one in front of her.

After looking at Master Allen, after turning his share upside down, he picked up the small teacup, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then picked up the small bowl full of tea and took a sip.

Finding that she was still staring, he motioned for her to drink.

The taste of the tea changed when it was cold, so she also sniffed the fragrant cup and took a sip. Tea is good tea, water is also good water, and it has a long sweet aftertaste after bitterness.

She smiled suddenly, and Master Allen squinted, "Do you think, it's true that I look alike to that friend of yours?"

"Hmm!" she admitted, did think of these: "But he's just a program, and he doesn't drink tea." ”

"Do... The water in the bamboo tube was filled again, and it fell down, and slammed down on the stone with a crisp sound. When the water runs out, it stands up again and continues to store water.

The courtyard is very large, there are pavilions and pavilions, but there are Japanese-style water bamboos, and there is a sculpture in one corner that I don't know which Southeast Asian country, which is completely taken, but after being put together and put together, it is not abrupt at all, and it feels very harmonious.