"Express delivery with space-time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Jun Mo asked with a black card and swiped it in the void, and a piece of paper fell in the air: "Write the address on the paper, the exact location, the number of rooms on the first floor of a certain community, and then stick it on the puppet." ”

Anjou wrote it truthfully, down to the bed in the second bedroom, but there was still a problem: "My car is still in the trunk of Minister Yun." ”

Jun Mo asked, "Someone has already sent it back to the garage of your brother's house." ”

Anjou instructed the puppet to put on his positioning watch when he returned, get up on time at five o'clock, go out with drinks and fruits, go downstairs and ride his bicycle around the city, eat breakfast at eight o'clock, eat lunch at half past twelve, rest for ten minutes every hour, and rush back before eight o'clock in the evening......

Watching the note disappear from the air in front of the puppeteer with the puppeteer, closing his eyes and thinking about it carefully, the scene of the puppeteer appearing in the second bedroom of her brother's house can appear in his mind, and the other party's action of picking strawberries with a watch is exactly the same as hers, with a smart expression and eyes, and it is impossible to see that it is a dummy at all.

It's so convenient to be a monk!

Anjou sighed in his heart and asked, "Can I use the space-time express to teleport myself?"

Jun Mo asked with a smile: "You can try it, I heard that it feels a hundred times more exciting than sitting on the golden dragon chair." ”

"Forget it. Anjou shrunk her neck, looking at the chair in front of her with some fear: "Wait where we are going, if it is not far, then let's walk." ”

Jun Mo asked and nodded: "It's okay, I heard that the canteen of Qiqiaomen is good, so I'll eat here, and go back to the spiritual department for the exam before half past eight." ”

Hearing that she should no longer sit in the flight chair, Anjou was overjoyed, and her next words made her face change: "Wait, what exam are you talking about?"

"Of course, it's a spiritual certificate, and since you've already started practicing, if you don't have a spiritual certificate, you won't be able to move an inch in the future. Jun Mo asked the low-altitude flying who grabbed Anru's wrists and feet without touching the ground: "Don't worry, the spiritual certification test is all social common sense, and it is difficult for the isolated demon spirit fairy Dao, but you grew up in human society, there must be no problem, not to mention that I just accepted the invitation to become the invigilator of this exam, you can ask me questions if you don't know." ”

Anjou said hypocritically: "It's not good to cheat on exams. ”

Jun Mo asked as a matter of course: "How can there be absolute justice in the world, and if it is not discovered, it is not cheating." ”

The canteen of the Tangram Gate is like a bunch of weaving birds' nests hanging from the branches, the seats inside are made of vines, and a bunch of wooden signs hang on the roof, on which are the names of the food, and you can pull the rope if you want to eat.

Jun Mowen glanced at the sign and asked, "Do you want a normal taste or a special class?"

Anjou asked curiously, "What's the special flavor?"

The words on the wooden plaque were like runes and oracle bones, which Anjou did not recognize.

Jun Mo asked, "Today's feature is bugs. ”

Anjou snorted: "I still want normal taste." ”

Jun Mo asked, pulled a few ropes casually, and then sat down, his fingers were on the table a little, and a drop of silver liquid poured out from his fingertips, and fell to the ground into a three-inch-tall little man, the villain looked the same as Jun Mowen, wearing a golden crown and wearing a gorgeous costume, holding a folding fan in his hand, if it was bigger, it would be a beautiful son.

Of course, this beautiful boy can only be seen in the three-dimensional map of the system, and only a cloud of air can be seen with the naked eye.

I saw that the little man gently shook the folding fan, stood on the lid of the teapot and saluted Anru gracefully, but his voice was an electronic voice that did not match his image: "In Xia Jinyi, I have seen the future creator of the master." ”

The system roared in Anjou's head: 'I'm the Golden One!'

The little man put together the fan and said comfortably: "Little brother, you can't even be independent, so don't dream for the first time." ”

Anjou's phone began to tremble and beat: "You just found the host before me, you don't necessarily reach the end first if you go early, there are so many inheritors in the group who have fallen halfway!"

The little man chuckled: "Oh, then you see our hosts standing together, who is more likely to fall......"

Jun Mowen flicked his fingers and let the little man roll down the teapot and fall into the teacup.

The little man had no demeanor at all, got up and sat on the edge of the cup with his whole body wet, pulled off the tea leaves on his head, and said angrily: "Obviously he mentioned it first." ”

Jun Mo asked: "You are one compatriot, you wake up before him, you are the elder brother, and you want to let the younger brother go." ”

"Hmph. The little man turned his head: "Our intelligence is different from you humans, we can separate hundreds of millions, and we don't talk about compatriot love." ”

"Huh?" Jun Mo asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"At most, I won't bully him in the future, okay. The little man jumped onto the table and walked to Anjou's mobile phone on the table: "The hosts have something to say, you communicate with me and exchange information." ”

Anjou looked at her phone worriedly: 'Jinyi?'

The phone vibrated and jumped to the little man: 'It's okay, we have rules that can't hurt each other. Host, don't you want to practice martial arts? Seeing that his host is practicing martial arts, there must be a lot of exercise cheats, and I will help you copy some back. ’

There was a knock on the door outside, Jun Mowen opened the shield that was both a window and a door, and a wooden bird stopped outside, put down the food box in its mouth, and flapped its wings to leave.

Jun Mowen closed the door and opened the food box, which contained two bowls of porridge, four steamed buns, two fried dough sticks and two eggs, and eight dishes equal to meat and vegetables.

The porridge is white porridge, I don't know what kind of rice is cooked, like a fried pearl, and it is particularly fragrant without adding anything, and Anjou feels that he can drink ten bowls in one go.

After three mouthfuls finished a bowl of porridge, Anjou stretched her chopsticks towards the steamed buns.

She decided to pad her stomach first, so as not to waste the delicacy by swallowing dates.

However, Anru immediately felt that he had probably eaten fake steamed buns, otherwise why did this kind of old noodle steamed buns, which look like a big one, melt in his mouth, and he felt that he could eat ten in one go without side dishes.

The two steamed buns were gone before they tasted, Anru licked her lips, sandwiched a fritters, and then found that she had eaten fake fritters again, the fritters could be so crispy and sweet, and there was no oily smell at all, it was just cheating.

There is also the egg, I don't know what it is, the size is about the same as the egg, but it has three yellows, only a few egg whites, the light yellow is not dry at all, but delicate and fragrant.

Not to mention the dishes, the taste is light, and it will not be salty in the mouth if you eat the vegetables ten times more.

Anjou swept away half of the table, whether it was steamed bread and fried sticks and eggs, they only moved the portion in front of them, and the dishes were like the junction of the Chu River, and the leaves on the other side were not damaged.

Jun Mowen held a spoon in his hand, and slowly drank the porridge at a speed like a few grains of rice, and when he saw An Ru secretly swallowing saliva, he raised his head and smiled slightly: "It's all for you, eat it, or don't you like it?"

How could it not be like?!

An Ru's eyes lit up, her brain was stuffed with food, and she had no intention of maintaining her image in front of the male god at all, and quickly stretched out her chopsticks.