The scope is too large, the target is too small, and it is naturally not easy to find.

The most important thing is that Pei Ye is not in the Federation now, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy to find someone who does not know whether he exists or not based on the memories of the past intersection. She thinks that her vision of people is okay, and her friends have also been screened, and she can meet and have more than one friendship with her, not to mention her ability for the time being, and there will be no major flaws in her character and personality. Let her single out a major suspect from among them......

Emmm——

It's a bit of a bone in an egg.

Pei Ye was so worried that he wanted to scratch his hair.

Because there was no progress, she put the matter aside for the time being, with the mentality that a little dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

The enemy will always show the fox's tail.

"Sister Orange, Sister Orange, I'm back—is Sister Orange there?"

Before the door could be opened, Andaxiang's soul-like voice could be heard.

"I'm here. ”

Pei Ye responded.

"Sister Orange is here to do me a favor, this thing is heavy. ”

Hearing a slight creak from the wooden door, Andaxiang pushed the door in with one hand and dragged something with the other. Pei Ye temporarily put the messy thoughts into the depths of his mind, and returned to the smile of the hardworking and honest migrant workers in the past.

She went out and picked up the thing that Anta Xiang was dragging on.

asked casually: "There is no shortage of firewood at home, and there are several walls of firewood that have not been burned, why are you dragging these?"

With such a small amount, it can't be used as firewood to boil two pots of hot water.

Anta sat in the doorway, panting like a cow.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and face with the back of her hand.

"I want to make paper!"

But she didn't know what kind of tree she needed to make paper, so she tried to pull some of the branches of the different trees, and she struggled to make up for them. If she can't make paper, it's okay, so she tosses bamboo slips, which are definitely easier than paper.

Pei Ye: "Papermaking?"

Anta Xiang moved her ass without any image and sat down next to Pei Ye.

"Something that can carry words is a bit like animal skin, and you can draw on it. ”

Pei Ye sighed and didn't ask.

She remembered something else: "Then you don't make candles?"

An Daxiang's face changed slightly: "Well...... Die before you get out of school...... The animal oil burned and almost stinked me to death, and the candles made by the hive failed...... And isn't that old friend of yours a cultivator, the ball lighting he rubbed out is brighter than the LED chandelier......"

In this case, there is no motivation to "invent" candles.

She still obediently makes paper or tosses ink.

Pei Ye touched her head: "Then come on." ”

Salted fish also has dreams, not to mention that this salted fish is still the heroine of the original book.

For dinner, Tan Su was in charge of the spoon herself, and Anderson didn't even have the qualifications to start.

"Gan, don't they all say 'gentlemen are far away from cooking'?"

Why deprive her of a platform to create value?

The kitchen is her territory!

The stove is her battlefield!

"Gentleman is far away from cooking?" Tan Su put down his apron expressionlessly, washed his hands, and wiped them carefully, not knowing what sounded, he sneered. "Then there are those who can't bear to see their death, and they can't bear to eat their flesh when they hear their voices. I don't like this statement. ”

There are many examples that prove that the basis of convincing people with reason is to subdue people by force.

Without a basis for force, who listens to you to force Lai.

An Daxiang was stunned, and only after a while did she sigh in confusion-

Are they not in a conversation channel?

Tan Su: "...... All in all, Ah Ye only eats the dishes I make. ”

Adaxiang: "......"

In the dead of night, everything is silent.

Pei Ye lay on the straw mat covered with soft animal skins, and fell into a light sleep after a while.

Hearing the sound of her even and gentle breathing, Tan Su also pinched the trick with one hand and meditated.

At the same time, the [Love and Raising Cubs] APP.

A row of records pops up.

[The cub is back from a part-time job.] 】

The Q version of the humanoid cub caught two artificial intelligences, Xiao Hei and Xiao Erhei, from the underground gym.

[Cub] (with a serious expression): Do you recognize these ornaments?

Although I don't know what kind of nerves the cub has, I still glanced at each other under the trend of curiosity, and then looked at each other.

[Xiao Erhei]: A little impression......

[Cub] (follow-up question): Did any Terran monks start a sect with this ornament?

[Little Black]: Why did you suddenly ask this?

[Cub] (coercion and temptation): You have an impression......

[Xiao Erhei] (looking at Ah Cub, his expression was suspicious): You are asking the right person this, I am the most knowledgeable in the history of the Demon Clan, I am really rich in five cars, proficient in the ancient books of the Demon Clan, and I can recite it backwards...... But you have to answer, you suddenly ask what this is for.

This ornament is not simple.

has a relationship with the demon race.,Later, it became one of the thirty-six demon seals of the demon race.,But very few people know about this relationship.。

Even they are bored reading books by the deity candlelight, and they know by chance.

"To say, or not to say?"

Ah Cub did not cooperate, but chose to subdue people with force.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Erhei: "...... Isn't TM good for being a person?"

[Cub] (severe): Say!

Xiao Hei and Xiao Erhei choose to succumb to obscenity.

On the second day, Pei Ye didn't see Tan Su when he got up.

There is no bedroom, no kitchen, no living room.

Only the stone pot warmed a large bowl of egg custard, sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onions, and a few peeled tender shrimp.

She took it out and secretly tasted it.

The fragrance is smooth and delicate, and the tongue melts in the mouth and slides into the throat when you touch it.

At the same time, an "uninvited guest" came to the Mumu tribe.

"His Royal Highness the Regent?"

The young man who got up early and was sweating in the morning saw the familiar figure and immediately knelt on one knee.