Coming out of the water, Ang Lee got dressed, rushed back to his broken iron house, and began to be busy cooking and stir-frying for his father. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a busy time, Li Ang was even hungrier, and looked at the time, it was half past twelve.

Forget it, don't wait.

Ang Lee picked up the chopsticks and ate himself first.

After eating and drinking, Li An put away the dishes and chopsticks, and his father and Chen Laozhong walked in shoulder to shoulder, and looked at the table full of fried snake shredded meat, snake soup and other delicacies, and looked puzzled:

"Anzi, why is there so much snake meat?"

Stretching the lower cuffs to cover the wound, Li An made the bed without replying:

"I went and caught a few frogs and threw them into the water cage."

"Really?" Li Wenshi is still suspicious.

"I said Lao Li! Hurry up and leave, Professor Wang will start work soon. Chen Laozhong sat down unceremoniously, picked up the chopsticks, and regretted that there was no good wine in his heart, otherwise, it would be refreshing!

"Oh."

When Li Wenshi and Chen Laozhong were full and left, Li An packed up all the housework, hurriedly locked the door and iron windows, lit the oil lamp, and took out the ghost bag left by the old man.

Poking his lower finger with a knife, Li An squeezed out a few drops of blood and fell on the ghost bag, and in an instant, the lines on the surface of the ghost bag flashed and shiny, floating slowly in the air.

Feeling that he had a trace of connection with the ghost bag, Li An closed his eyes and concentrated on the ghost bag, and found that he seemed to have come to a dark space, and there was a booklet in the space.

His mind wrapped around this booklet, and as soon as Li An's thought was born, two streamers flew out of the ghost bag and landed in his hands.

A primer for demon cultivators.

Rubbing his eyes, Li An looked at it again, that's right, it's not a cultivator, it's a cultivator, forget it, it's the same anyway.

Flipping through the cover, Ang Lee was happy, and there was a catalog.

The catalog is divided into three chapters - cultivation, magic, and ghost raising.

Turning to the cultivation chapter, Li An grabbed his hair, and the dense italics made him a little dizzy, but he still read it patiently.

When it comes to the two chapters of magic and ghost raising, Ang Lee sees it with relish, especially the various ghosts in the ghost raising chapter, as well as the attached illustrations, which are as interesting as reading a four-panel comic book when I was a child.

According to the introduction in the cultivation chapter, Li An sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating, and comprehending the qi of heaven and earth, but unfortunately he felt it for four hours, and he didn't even feel a single hair.

A little frustrated in his heart, Ang Lee took out the Apple 6S, opened WeChat, added Kudo Shinichi, and took the first step to make money.

Dorobegal Park.

"Sure enough, girls like to come to this kind of place."

Kudo Shinichi put his hands on his head, his eyes looking back and forth in all directions, but the next second he felt a pain in his head, and a mobile phone fell from his head to the ground.

"Bastard! Who threw the phone? ”

Kudo Shinichi scolded in his heart.

When he stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the phone, a flash of light flashed in Kudo Shinichi's head:

Wait, the appearance and screen of this mobile phone seem to be beyond what can be done with current technology? Who will it be? What was the reason he threw this phone at me?

Under a series of doubts, Kudo Shinichi still picked up the phone, pressed the first button, the screen lit up, and a message popped up.

Plane rescuer asking to add you as a friend?

Pretend to be a ghost, and I'll find out your true colors!

The corners of Kudo's mouth curled, revealing a confident smile.

As soon as the mobile phone shook, Li An hurriedly grabbed the mobile phone, pressed the pinyin with his fingers quickly, and typed over.

Ang Lee: Shinichi Kudo, you're going to be out of luck.

Shinichi Kudo: Unlucky? Who are you?

Ang Lee: I'm a plane rescuer, and I specialize in helping you hard-pressed sons of the plane.

Shinichi Kudo: Rescue!? The son of the plane, full of nonsense. I'll find out who you really are.

Ang Lee: Are you waiting for your childhood sweetheart Xiaolan at Dorobi Gardland?

Shinichi Kudo: No.

Ang Lee: Huh. I've seen you.

See me!

Kudo Shinichi's hands trembling as he held the Apple 6S, and he looked around without moving, I guessed correctly, that guy is nearby, who could it be? Dr. Asasa is still his own mom and dad, or someone here.

It's so much fun! Thousands of suspects!

Kudo Shinichi stretched out his finger and wiped the tip of his nose, and indescribable excitement welled up in his chest.

"Shinichi, what are you doing?" With his hands behind his back, Mao Lilan quietly walked up to Shinichi and asked.

"If a boring guy wants to play mystery with me, I'm going to find out about him."

Kudo Shinichi's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and he said confidently:

"Just like when Holmes first met his assistant Mr. Hua, he guessed everything about the other party just by shaking hands."

"For example."

"It's like this."

Kudo Shinichi reached out and grabbed the palm of a young lady on the guardrail next door, and pressed the phone with the other hand to look at it, and his expression instantly froze.

Ang Lee: Just shake a lady's hand, but something big will happen. And peeking at the bottom of a lady's skirt is really an uncommendable thing. Am I right? Shinichi Kudo, or soon, should I call you Conan Edogawa? Teenage Detective.

How can it be?

Kudo Shinkazu looked incredulous, he could be sure that this behavior was just his improvisation, how could the other party find out what he was going to do, and how did he know that I peeked at someone else's skirt? Could it be said?

As soon as he came back to his senses, Kudo Shinichi felt a pain in his face, and Ms. Miaoling slapped not only his face swollen, but also knocked away his unrealistic guesses.

"Rascals! Perverted! The two young ladies dropped two sentences and hurriedly left the scene.

"Shinichi, you bastard! Who told you to touch a woman's hand? Mao Linlan folded her arms around her chest and pouted, but the care in her eyes couldn't escape Kudo Shinichi's eyes.

Now is not the time to think about that!

Shinichi Kudo glanced at the passing tourists, looking for people who were looking down and playing with their phones, trying to pick up a clue from them.

"What a pity! It's a pity that if I'm really in Dorobigar, I'm afraid you'll find a flaw, but unfortunately you'll never guess how I saw you. ”

Li An laughed, lying on the covers, staring at the video that popped up in the WeChat chat interface, which showed Shinichi Kudo covering his swollen face and looking for him.

And the reason why this monitoring function can be had, Ang Lee vaguely guesses that it is related to the increase in the number of WeChat animation personnel.