I saw that Lu Shilan was holding a pen in his hand that emitted a slight light, the body of the pen was cast of unknown materials, like wood but not wood, calm and powerful, and the tip of the pen was made of a handful of hairs on the back of the purple demon rabbit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, a thick stack of A4 paper was spread on the table in front of her, and a row of special characters written in ink appeared on the top paper.

Lu Shilan exhaled lightly, put the pen on the table, stretched his waist, and rubbed his somewhat sore arm, which is really not something ordinary people can do.

For these crooked characters, Lu Shilan has spent a lot of effort to write to the current level, although he has memorized as many as sixty runes in his head, but now there are only twenty of them that can be written with a good look, thanks to this purple pen.

Every time the pen is moved, the nib is flexible, the pen is clean, and the pen is neat. Whenever Lu Shilan felt a little tired, the hand holding the pen could feel a faint clear breath coming into her brain, making her head more tranquil, her spirit more concentrated, and her understanding of the Taoist rhyme contained in the runes more in-depth, so she could write so much in just one afternoon.

It had taken her a whole afternoon, and now the light from the window was no longer as bright as it had been, and it was a little dim, and the sun was setting.

As a normal person, you still have to eat three meals a day, otherwise how can you have the strength to cultivate?

Putting the rune into the space, he glanced at the purple pen, but let it stay on the table.

When I opened the door, I saw that the two people in the living room downstairs were discussing food, Lu Shilan smiled faintly, her heart was sunny, and it felt good to have friends.

"Shilan, come and eat." Fu Qiuling heard the movement and said to Lu Shilan, who was still downstairs.

"Okay." Lu Shilan quickened her pace.

"Eat." Yan Nan put the prepared rice in front of Lu Shilan and nodded.

"Thank you." Smelling the aroma of the food from a quiet distance, Lu Shilan suddenly felt hungry, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and started eating, regardless of Fu Qiuling still commenting on the side, she automatically blocked them in her mind, and at the moment she was still thinking about the appearance of the forty runes behind.

Whenever asked, he only slurred his answer.

"Shilan!" Fu Qiuling pouted, stared at her eyes, and looked aggrieved, not to mention how cute.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Lu Shilan came back to her senses and didn't know why.

"Hehe, I'm laughing to death." Yan Nan was leaning back in the chair at the moment, and his shoulders twitched with a smile.

"Shilan, he just asked you, I can eat so much, is it a pig." Saying this, Fu Qiuling's eyes were even more resentful, and Lu Shilan, who looked at her, was furious.

"Just this one?" Lu Shilan wanted to say in her heart that she was indeed a foodie comparable to a pig.

"Well, you know how you answered? You say yes. That means agreeing with Yan Nan and saying that I am a pig. Fu Qiuling said angrily, "As a good friend, you don't help me, woo." He made a crying motion.

"Okay, Qiu Ling, don't be angry, I'm hungry with my chest on my back, and I didn't hear what you were talking about." Lu Shilan sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs that looked red and put it in Fu Qiuling's bowl.

As the fragrance entered her nose, Fu Qiuling's grievances seemed to have dissipated half, and the fragrance that was absent was almost flowing out of Fu Qiuling's gluttony.

Before Lu Shilan came down, the two had not started eating, but they were discussing eating there, Fu Qiuling Yannan was all kinds of unpleasant, and at the dinner table, she kept pointing out that the size of the pork ribs was not suitable, and the plate of braised eggplant was added with millet spicy that she didn't like to eat, anyway, the two pinched each other all the way.

It wasn't until Fu Qiuling said that she had eaten five bowls of rice at once, Yan Nan couldn't help but say that she was a pig if she could eat so much.

Fu Qiuling was not convinced, and Yan Nan asked Lu Shilan for verification, but she didn't expect that Lu Shilan didn't hear it clearly at all, but she agreed with a "um" in her mouth.

This is clearly agreeing with Yan Nan, a bad person, saying that he is a pig. Fu Qiuling instantly felt abandoned by her good friend.

However, this anger came and went quickly, and under the tempting aroma of pork ribs, he was defeated, and he didn't care that this meal was made by Yan Nan, a man who was not treated by him.

At the moment, the wind and clouds are gnawing the ribs in the bowl, there is no embarrassment on his face, and the chopsticks are quickly starting towards the food on the plate.

At this speed, the thickness of this cheek, Yan Nan was stunned for a while.

Lu Shilan understands the virtue of her friend, and it seems that this rib is clamped correctly.

The tears that were about to burst were melted in minutes.

Seeing that half of the dishes on the plate were missing under Fu Qiuling's chopsticks, Yan Nan also joined the standing circle in a timely manner, he was a cook, but he couldn't be gone before he ate it, but the speed of grabbing the vegetables was the same as Fu Qiuling's.

At night, it is still Fu Qiuling who washes the dishes, because Lu Shilan generously undertakes the task of washing the dishes tomorrow.

Yan Nan pressed the remote control in his hand for a while, and his eyes clearly did not see the content of the TV clearly.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Lu Shilan couldn't stand it anymore, this man who was a little careful and couldn't hide it at all, but he was embarrassed to say it.

"Uh, you can see that?" A look of embarrassment appeared on Yan Nan's lazy face.

Please, it's so obvious on your face, you just have to say it.

"Everything will wait until your leg is healed." Lu Shilan said sharply.

"Hmm." The expression on Yan Nan's face was obviously a little lighter, it wasn't that she didn't remember, but that she had an injury that was not suitable for treatment.

However, Lu Shilan was in a hurry to cultivate the runes, and she didn't have the heart to treat him for the time being.

"I've gone up to see a doctor, you can have a good exchange with Fu Qiuling." Lu Shilan rested for a while and turned to go upstairs.

Yan Nan's face was the color of pork liver, and he had a good communication with Fu Qiuling? It's not going to get along at all.

At the moment, he limped slowly back to his room, but he didn't go out because of his foot injury.

When Fu Qiuling came out of the kitchen, there was no one in the living room.

But this didn't bother her, so she quickly pressed an entertainment table to come out, and ate a bag of potato chips with both hands.

Lu Shilan returned to the room and continued to write the runes.

Under the bright light, the tadpole-like runes slowly jumped onto the paper under the tip of Lu Shilan's pen.

"Thirty," Lu Shilan's slightly surprised voice sounded in the room. If you write more runes, you can slowly find the rules, and the rhyme of the runes can be better reflected, and the more you write, the easier it is.

Half an hour passed, when Lu Shilan stopped the purple pen, her eyes were full of incredible color, and the sixtieth rune was also written, and the shape of this rune was completely depicted on the paper, lifelike, as if it was about to jump out of the paper.

Compared with the afternoon, it was another scene, more vivid in shape and spirit, and at a glance, you could feel a faint rhyme emanating from the depicted runes. (To be continued.) )