The two of them made tea until about eight o'clock in the evening.

Wang Heng went to the kitchen to put out the old chicken that had been simmering at noon and occasionally adding soup.

Youzhu touched her flat and fatless lower abdomen with some concern, and still ate it.

The ancestor of the Wang family is already close to the realm of not eating or drinking, but Wang Heng has not arrived, and neither of them likes to be served by others, so Wang Heng can only do it himself if he wants to eat.

Over the years, the cooking skills are quite good, and the ancestors of the Wang family often come to eat.

……

At around ten o'clock, after finishing the meal and cleaning up the housework, the two came to Youzhu's workshop on the west side of the first floor.

Night is the most popular time for magicians, because it hides a lot of things, and it is also the time when mystery and magic are most active.

There are two types of magic, Mana, the main source that fills the atmosphere, and Odo, the small source in the magician's body.

The night is the time when Dayuan is active, and there will be a lot of bonuses to conducting various experiments and even using magic at this time.

While most magicians don't imagine the average person to do the same, perhaps the Workshop with Beads is just the right match for what they imagine of a wizard.

The most conspicuous thing is a huge crucible in the room, and then there are all kinds of bottles and cans, shiny powders of various colors, and there is no shortage of flasks and measuring cups.

It looks simple and crude, but in fact it is extremely precise.

In an era when technology was not advanced enough, magicians used magic to reach areas that technology could not reach, and the participation of magic made the changes more sophisticated and complex.

But to say that magicians are mere pharmacists or chemists would be underestimated.

The scope of their exploration also includes the intangible.

For example, the first tears, the first snow in winter, and the cherry blossoms in spring are vaguely defined.

Even human emotions, such as obsession, such as hatred, such as love.

Magicians refine mysteries, not substances.

"Youzhu, have you ever made a Ploy?" Wang Heng glanced at the workshop, then looked at Youzhu.

Against the backdrop of the huge crucible, Youzhu's figure appears more slender and small.

She walked over to the cauldron, stepped on the small stool to adjust to the right height, and looked inside, "No, but I have the materials ready." ”

"Oh?" Wang Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What is it?" ”

"The first snow of winter." Youzhu stepped down from the stool and took out a small bottle on a separate wooden shelf.

Wang Heng looked at it, and there was a piece of snow in the bottle.

It is the most standard snow appearance, but it is magnified several times, and the hexagonal shape is particularly beautiful, and the clear texture reflects the crystal light.

It's not snow, it's the concept of picking it out of the snow, and the first snow of winter is in this crystal clear snowflake.

Wang Heng took the small bottle and looked at it: "You seem to have already dealt with part of the process?" What's added? ”

Youzhu's eyes moved downward: "I didn't add anything." ”

"Really?" Wang Heng asked noncommittally, and then opened his magic eyes.

Most MONOCULUS will at least make the magician's eyesight stronger, and of course, it is not excluded that some people cannot control their own power and let the MONOCULUS negatively affect themselves.

After many experiments and efforts, Wang Heng has sealed the data-based perspective into the magic eye.

To be exact, it is equivalent to sealing another magic eye, not the black abyss.

When the black abyss is opened, it needs to consume mana, but the data-based perspective is just that Wang Heng feels that the information is too much and redundant, and temporarily turns off this ability similar to instinct.

After looking carefully, Wang Heng's expression became a little strange, and he looked in the direction of Youzhu and said, "This is, dyeing?" ”

The only effect he could see was that the initial snow would be pink.

"Yes." Youzhu looked calm and serious: "The dyed snow will interfere with the enemy's line of sight. ”

Not to mention that as a weapon, the snow itself is not cold or numerous, and even if it really wants to interfere with the enemy's vision, pink is not an excellent choice.

Wang Heng touched his chin, looked at Youzhu's eyes, and skipped this question.

He just didn't expect Youzhu, who grew up as a witch, to be so girly.

Because he hadn't seen Youzhu blending Ploy yet, Wang Heng just watched from the sidelines.

The flame burning under the cauldron was a magic flame controlled by the magic power of beads, and what flowed in the pot was not an ordinary liquid, but something more dreamy, as if the dream had been boiled into liquid, exuding a glass-colored light.

"0.1 grams of fierce bone powder, 3 drops of magic pith liquid, 5 ml of knot filtrate......" Wang Heng muttered as he watched Youzhu finish adding materials.

"What?" Youzhu turned her head, although her expression still did not change, but there was clear doubt in her eyes.

Wang Heng blinked, and then rubbed his forehead: "Matching." ”

Youzhu tilted her head slightly, with some dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Do you know what I'm blending?" ”

"You can see it at a glance," Wang Heng spread his hands: "The witch's spring water is used as the base material, the mobile bone root drip juice neutralizes the strong magic power, the fierce bone powder can improve the negative magic activity of the spring water, the magic pith has the effect of purifying and increasing the magic power, and the filtrate is to enhance the chill of the first snow and the speed of snowflake formation." ”

He paused, ignoring Youzhu's gradually blank eyes: "Believe me, although the bottom liquid of the Witch's Fountain is really a little more, but the consumption of the Mobit's root must be relatively slow, and when I finally add the first snow, I have time to melt the Witch's Fountain into it." ”

Youzhu said a little absentmindedly: "You seem to know the refining of magic materials very well. ”

Wang Heng shook his head modestly: "I understand a little." ”

"Then you don't need to help me refine Ploy at all," Youzhu showed a little frustrated look for the first time, "This level of concoction is just a trick in your eyes." ”

Wang Heng was stunned, and then smiled dumbly: "What are you talking about, I just have some attainments in material science, and my understanding of refining illusions and concepts is not as good as yours." ”

Youzhu's eyes were sharp: "Then you should go to the clock tower to study, instead of coming to me." ”

"This ...... I actually thought about it. Wang Heng rubbed his hands and laughed: "But the clock tower can't manage Kunlun's family affairs, if I go to the clock tower, what if I am excluded?" ”

Youzhu's eyes are not good, and there is obvious distrust on her little face, which is not good at changing her expression.

Wang Heng raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, okay, I just don't want to go to the clock tower right now to deal with a group of old men and uncles." ”

The clock tower, which can be said to be something similar to the Magic Association, has gathered too many magicians, so it has enacted something similar to the laws of the magician world by itself.

It's a pity that they can't control the self-contained magicians in that ancient land, and they will only obey the precepts of Ancestral Kunlun at most.

So although nominally part of the association, Kunlun and the clock tower did not have a good enough relationship.

He chuckled, "I'm not afraid of them, but it's common to despise younger people, so at least not for now." ”

Then he winked at Youzhu: "Besides, I still have an assistant here, if I am taken astray or abducted, I will cry." ”

Youzhu ignored Wang Heng's last sentence and nodded: "That is to say, you want to go to the clock tower to study in the future, and what you need for me is just the refining of fantasies and concepts." ”

Zhao Jinle blinked, swallowed hard, and smiled a little abruptly.

"Bang bang bang"!

"Open the door!" Someone is slamming on the door.

The two brothers and sisters looked pale.

Zhao Jiuge glanced at his sister, and Zhao Jinle hid under the bed in the back room with understanding.

Zhao Jiuge quickly covered his face, put on a black robe that covered his whole body, held the knife behind him, suppressed his voice, raised his voice and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Conscription!" A gruff voice rang out.

Zhao Jiuge frowned, in this area, the ghost generals of the Eastern District had already come to recruit soldiers before, so he would move over.

However, it was never a good idea to go against the formed army, so he hesitated for a moment and opened the door anyway.

At the door, there were several ghost pawns in armor, and the leader wore a feather helmet.

Zhao Jiuge's pupils shrank: "It turned out to be the ghost general of the Eastern District, don't you know if there is anything that needs to be served?" ”

The voice is moderately enthusiastic, but not excessively flattering.

The ghost squeezed out a smile on his blue-black face: "I got the news that the famous dwarf lives here, and I have a few questions that I want to bargain with, so I came to visit." ”

Zhao Jiuge quickly crossed the names of several people in his heart, but his mouth was even more enthusiastic: "I see, I knew that this was the case, why did the general come to the cold house in person, just send someone to inform me, and I will immediately saddle the horse for the general." ”

The ghost general glanced at him with a smile: "Mr. Dwarf is very slippery, not to mention a notification, even if the opportunity to meet is difficult to find, if someone doesn't report this time, I'm afraid I still can't find it." ”

Zhao Jiuge laughed dryly: "Where is the general, if it is ......"

"That's it!" The ghost general's expression was cold, and he waved his hand: "Go in and search!" ”

"Yes!" Several ghost pawns were ordered, clenched their fists, and immediately walked towards the house.

Zhao Jiuge felt a chill in his heart, stepped forward in two steps to block several ghost pawns, looked at the ghost general, and his voice was a little cold: "General, what does this mean?" ”

Zhao Jiuge himself didn't know what the reason was, and he wouldn't be aware of the breath of a living person by the evil spirit, but Zhao Jinle couldn't.

Although I tried to cover my breath with a lot of undead clothes and other things, it was impossible to completely hide it in close contact.

Zhao Jiuge raised his voice: "Could it be that he stole something from the general?" Forcibly searched? ”

The ghost general narrowed his eyes: "You are so nervous, could it be that you really hide something in it?" ”

Zhao Jiuge covered his face with a black cloth and couldn't see his expression, but his eyes were fixed on the ghost general, and the hands under the black robe began to move slowly.

The ghost general suddenly smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. dwarf said that he laughed, since it is inconvenient to go in as a guest, then we will ......"

Zhao Jiuge's heart slowly let go of a little.

"Rush in!" The ghost general's voice suddenly became loud.

Several ghost pawns seemed to have been prepared, and immediately rushed in after hearing the order!

"You dare!" Zhao Jiuge roared in anger, kicked on one of the ghost pawns, and then knocked down another ghost pawn, and was about to get up but was stopped by two ghost pawns!

The other three ghost pawns immediately rushed in.

Zhao Jiuge struggled a few times and didn't break free, and with a low roar, he suddenly exerted his strength, took off the black robe, and his body pulled out like a loach and stood up.

didn't run to the back room, just stood in place and stared coldly at the ghost general: "Ghost general, you are too much, I thought that the previous few times we had a good cooperation." ”

"Oh?" The ghost general scoffed, "I wanted to ask if you had a good time working with that guy in the west." ”

Zhao Jiuge was silent for a moment, and then said: "I am a businessman, and when I open the door, I naturally want to do business." ”

The ghost general nodded approvingly: "It makes sense, I have also suffered a lot of benefits. ”

Then he shook his head again: "But you shouldn't have sold the information I gave you to the miscellaneous pieces in the west." ”

Zhao Jiuge frowned: "I rarely handle these things personally now, and I also strictly ordered them to only find out the news by themselves, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen." ”

A ghost pawn rushed out of the back room excitedly: "My lord, I found it!" ”

Zhao Jiuge's heart was boiling with murderous intent!

He turned his head sharply to look at the ghost, only to see that he was holding a scroll in his hand.